I'm useless, but my apprentices are all gods who protect others.

After returning to the room, he kindly took out a pen and paper and thought about the development plan of the Changhong Sect.

Shengyi can stay here for another two years at most. In these two years, he must put the Changhong Sect on the right track and get rid of the miserable situation of being last in the sect.

And for all affairs to be carried out smoothly, spiritual stones are indispensable.

Shengyi put down his pen, changed his outfit, put on a cloak and a mask and went out.

A few kilometers ahead of Yanshou Mountain, there is a teleportation array, which specializes in instantaneous transfer to fixed locations in the continent, using five thousand spirit stones at a time.

Sheng Yi used half of the spiritual stones left to her by Xiang Qingzhao and used the teleportation array to go to Jiangcheng, the capital of Xizhou.

Jiangcheng is much more prosperous than Taoze Township, and there are many more doorways. Shengyi found out the location of the black market without much effort and went to the black market street in Jiangcheng.

The black market mostly sells elixirs and magic weapons that are hard to find on the market. Many monks come back here to set up stalls or buy them. At this time, when the moon is at the top of the sky, the black market business is booming.

Shenyi made many twists and turns and found the underground competition ground of the black market.

The competition has begun, and the two physical practitioners on the stage are fighting in close combat, fighting to the death.The audience was crowded with monks watching the fun, each cheering for the contestants they supported.

"I'm a newbie, come and sign up." Shenyi walked up to the boy at the counter.

The boy looked at Sheng Yi from head to toe, and saw that Sheng Yi had thin arms and legs, as if he would fall over with a blow: "We are here to sign a life and death certificate. We are not responsible for injury or death. Can you bear it?"

"If it doesn't work, go home early and don't make a fuss. This is just a kid's house, and people are very hard-hitting and life-threatening."

Sheng Yi calmly said: "I know all this. Just sign up for me. I will be responsible for my own life and death."

There are black market underground martial arts arenas all over Jiuzhou. In his previous life, Shenyi participated in them under the pseudonym "Sanbai", and even set a record of one against a hundred in a mass competition.

Shenyi raised his head and looked at the celebrity list posted on the martial arts field. "Sanbai" is still at the top of the list - her record has not been broken yet.

"Here comes another one who wants money rather than life. Okay, let's register." The young man didn't leave even after reminding Shenyi, and didn't bother to care about her. He took out a pen and paper and went through the registration process.

Boy: "What's your name?"

No one who comes to the underground martial arts field will use their real name. This is a tacit understanding among everyone.

Sheng Yi glanced at his former name on the celebrity list and said casually: "Si Bai."

"Why, you still want to enjoy our Lord Sanbai's happiness?" The young man knew that Sibai was a derivative of Sanbai and chuckled.

"I have seen many people like you. Ever since Master Sanbai became famous in the martial arts field, he has given her a name similar to hers, thinking that the name will make him as powerful as her, but in fact it is nothing. You see, Master Sanbai is hiding It’s been 300 years since we retired, and the records are still hanging here.”

The boy's words were openly and secretly contemptuous, and he said kindly: "If you are asked to register, just register. It's just a name. Can I give you more money if I talk so much?"

As if he didn't expect that Sheng Yi, who looked slender and soft-spoken, would dare to speak out against him. The boy tilted the pen in his hand and stopped talking.

"What's your cultivation level? Let's arrange our opponents based on our cultivation level." The boy didn't even raise his eyelids.

Kind meaning: "Early stage of Qi training."

"Don't play tricks on me. Speak properly." The boy thought Shenyi was joking.

Shangyi just looked at him.

The boy realized that Shenyi was not telling lies, but he still didn't believe it. He threw out a test instrument to see Shenyi's cultivation. Unexpectedly, the girl in front of him was really in the early stages of Qi training.

"It's okay to play in the mud in the early stages of Qi training. Why are you so crazy here? Are you looking for death?" The boy's eyes widened.

Kindhearted: "Give me the status of life and death."

After signing a life and death certificate, you are responsible for your own life and death.

The young man said, "Think carefully. The monks with the lowest cultivation level among us are all in the middle stage of foundation construction. If you really want to be on stage, you must jump to the foundation stage."

Shengyi nodded.

She can fight in the transformation stage, let alone the foundation stage.

Seeing that the boy repeatedly stressed that the girl was still determined to come, he didn't bother to worry about it anymore.

Anyway, people are beaten to death every day in the martial arts arena. One more person is not more than her, and one person less than her is not a lot.

... It was already late at night when Shengyi came on stage. It was mostly a newcomer's venue at this time, and the number of people watching was much smaller than when it first opened.

Before the competition, the basic information of the monks who were about to compete was written in spiritual energy floating above the competition platform.

"I've never seen this person before. He's also wearing a mask and is called 'Sibai'?"

"I guess I want to imitate Master Sanbai again. Look at this guy with thin arms and legs, he'll probably be knocked down with one punch."

"What the hell, you are in the early stage of Qi training, how dare you, hahahaha, isn't this Chun Chun looking for death!"

The jeers from the monks in the audience gradually grew louder.

"Buy it and leave it alone! Buy it and leave it! If you win by betting on Si Bai, come here, and if you win by betting on Gucheng, leave it here!" shouted the boy who opened the gambling table.

The audience in the audience had already made up their minds just by looking at the "early stage of Qi training" and "middle stage of foundation building". Then they looked at the great spirit of preparing to go on stage, as well as the physical training Gucheng who was a head taller and more than twice as burly as her. , suddenly felt that the outcome of this competition was decided.

"The martial arts arena is doing charity today? If you bring someone so weak here, isn't it just to help us win money in plain sight!"

"All fools know that betting on Valley City will win!"

Several people bet on physical cultivation to win, and some even thought they would make a sure profit, so they should have invested thousands of spiritual stones in it.

Before entering the stage, Sheng Yilin passed by the gambling table and threw all the remaining 6000 spiritual stones on his body.

To make money, if you want to play, play big.

By then, if we do this several times, we can repair the Changhong Sect's plaque and gate.

One stone stirred up a thousand waves, and the monks in the audience immediately started talking when they saw the kind gesture.

"Am I right? So many spiritual stones?!"

"Are you really stupid? You think you can win? If you have money to buy unrealistic fantasies, you might as well have this spiritual stone and have your legs broken by Gucheng later. At least you still have money to treat your illness."

"I've been watching competitions for so many years, and this is the first time I've seen someone so overestimating his abilities."

"When the competition starts later, one move will definitely determine the outcome, so Sibai can't survive even one move."

Most of the people in the audience looked down upon the good intentions.

Sheng Yi's opponent is a mid-stage foundation-building physique cultivator. His bronze muscles are full of blood and he can kill a Sheng Yi with just one punch.

Upon seeing the good intentions, the physical cultivator sneered: "Where does this little rookie come from, so weak that he still dares to come up and embarrass himself?"

Sheng Yi said nothing, not wanting to respond to Ti Xiu's provocation.

She didn't have the habit of saying harsh words. After all, sometimes her opponent fell faster than she could say harsh words.

The two stood face to face, waiting for the referee to order the competition to begin.

"The competition begins!"

The physical cultivator roared and charged towards Sheng Yi with a violent dash.

If you are physically strong and strong, you can rush down the mountain like a tiger, unstoppable.

Just when everyone thought that the outcome of this match could be decided with one punch, they saw that Sheng Yi was as light as a swallow and easily dodged the attack of the physical cultivator.

Physical training:? !

At first everyone thought it was a fluke that Sheng Yi dodged the punch, but every subsequent attack from Ti Xiu, Sheng Yi easily dodged it.

Not only that, kindness will also fight back while hiding. It is obvious that the momentum of compassion is weakening.

The monks who originally laughed at the kindness fell silent.

"She can't really win, can she?"

I don’t know who said something cautiously.

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