Chapter 8 Bet

Lu Ping blamed himself for jinxing it secretly while taking out a high-grade Blood Magic Figure "Vajra Magic Figure" from the pocket of his cuff and pasting it on his body. Then he was enveloped by a golden light which was mixed with red lines, as if he was wearing a set of golden armor. The three crystal ice blades hit the protective golden light one after another. After a piercing sound was heard, the three ice blades turned into pieces of ice all over the ground. Although the golden light on Lu Ping was dimmed, it still covered him all over and protected him firmly. Li Sheng thought Lu Ping would try his best to defend and would even get injured if attacked by his high-grade Magic Figure, so that he could gain the absolute upper hand. Unexpectedly, Lu Ping also took out a high-grade Magic Figure to offset his attack, which made the moves he had prepared become useless. He was speechless. It was like hitting on the cotton with an all-out punch. Li Sheng planned to change his attack plan and continue to put pressure on Lu Ping, but suddenly discovered that the effect of the high-grade Magic Figure on Lu Ping had not disappeared. He was still enveloped by a faint golden light. How could this be possible? When Lu Ping took out the Magic Figure and pasted it on his body, Li Sheng clearly saw that it was also a high-grade Magic Figure. The effects of the two high-grade Magic Figures should offset each other, shouldn't they? Just when Li Sheng was interrupted by these two consecutive surprises, Lu Ping did not hesitate. Moreover, he was a little angry. Blood Magic Figures were something up his sleeves, but he was forced to use them in the first round. In addition, a high-grade Magic Figure values three spiritual stones! And a high-grade Blood Magic Figure values at least five spiritual stones! How could he squander spiritual stones like this! In Lu Ping's ten-year painstaking cultivation, it was unforgivable to waste cultivation resources! When Li Sheng used Magic Figures without hesitation, he was already annoyed. And now, he was angry! While the effect of the Magic Figure still existed, and Li Sheng was at a disadvantage, Lu Ping turned the "Blood Bone Dissolving Sword" into a huge ball of light with Shu Realm he had grasped not long ago and smashed it towards Li Sheng. Lu Ping's cultivation level was higher than Li Sheng's, and his foundation was solid. Just now, he was at a disadvantage because of his weak magic steel and Li Sheng's Magic Figures. At the time, he took the upper hand, and his counterattacks became fiercer and fiercer. Li Sheng was upset. He was at the upper hand and was smug just now, but in the twinkling of an eye, offensive and defensive switched, and he was reduced to absolute inferiority. It didn't matter. He might have a chance to gain the upper hand again. After all, he still had a few high-grade Magic Figures and one magic weapon that he hadn’t used. But the problem was that he didn’t have time to activate that magic weapon, because he had been completely suppressed by Lu Ping’s attacks. He was indeed completely pinned down. Li Sheng was confused. The "Blood Bone Dissolving Sword" was just basic swordsmanship. How could it suppress his "Gale Twenty-four Swords"? He was very familiar with "Blood Bone Dissolving Sword"! How come Lu Ping could perform it so quickly and powerfully? Li Sheng was a little flustered. After all, he was just a child under fifteen years old. If he could calm down and carefully observe Lu Ping’s swordsmanship, he would find that Lu Ping’s swordsmanship was very smooth and not stiff at all. Perhaps the conversion between moves was not very standardized, but each conversion was very compatible with the situation he encountered in the fight. It looked very easy for him! At the time, this set of swordsmanship was not the basic swordsmanship of the academy, but Lu Ping's own swordsmanship. This was Shu Realm. His swordsmanship had broken free from the standard rules of swordsmanship, incorporated his own understanding, and become sword "Shu"! At the time, the cultivators who were watching the match also found that Li Sheng was about to lose. He had no room to fight back. Being defeated by Lu Ping was just a matter of time. Li Sheng was a little genius and was somewhat famous in the academy, so there were many people watching the competition between him and Lu Ping. Seeing that Lu Ping was about to win, Lu Ping's teammates of the seventh team, including the first senior disciple Yao Yong, the second senior disciple Du Feng, and the fourth female senior disciple Shi Lingling, couldn't help cheering. Shi Lingling said with a smile, "Unexpectedly, Lu Ping has also grasped Shu Realm, but I didn't see it in his last competition with Li Cheng." Yao Yong said, "Last time, Lu Ping defeated Li Cheng within twenty or thirty moves. It ended quickly. What's more, Lu Ping probably had just grasped Shu Realm at that time, otherwise, Immortal Senior Liu would not give him personal coaching after he defeated Li Cheng." Shi Lingling nodded and said, "You are right. I remember that you and the second senior disciple grasped Shu Realm when you reached the eighth level of Blood Refining, right?" Yao Yong said, "Yes, but you grasped Shu Realm when you were on the seventh level. Besides, you were only fifteen years old at the time." Shi Lingling did not say anything about it, but said, "The Magic Figure Lu Ping used is a Blood Magic Figure. He actually has such Magic Figures. How generous he is!" Yao Yong said, "The high-grade Blood Magic Figures are two or three times more powerful than the ordinary high-grade Magic Figures, but blood is needed to make them. The cultivation of True Spirit cultivators is in Bloodline, so we indeed seldom use Blood Magic Figures." Shi Lingling chuckled and stopped talking. Yao Yong said, "Let's go, their fight is about to end, and we have to get prepared for the second round in the afternoon." After that, the three people went to the lounge of the seventh team. However, Du Feng didn't say a word throughout. It turned out that the three people had already finished their competitions. The leading Immortal Seniors of the twenty teams gathered on the central ring, talking. Immortal Senior Liu was quite satisfied with the result. The number of disciples of the seventh team who got the promotion and the number of disciples who reached the late stage of Blood Refining came top of the twenty teams. He was commended by Zhenren Xuan Yong and received a generous award. With what he got, he could enter the late stage of Blood Dissolving and then reach the Alchemy stage earlier. "Liu, the seventh team has a gratifying result this time!" Immortal Senior Fang of the twelfth team said. "Thank you, your team is also very excellent. Ten of them have entered the late stage of Blood Refining," Immortal Senior Liu said with a sly look in his eyes. "Haha, you two, don't make such polite remarks. In the previous Grand Competitions, each team would put a bet on the result. We'll do it again. What do you think?" Immortal Senior Wang of the first team said. The rest of Immortal Seniors also echoed, "Yes, let's make a bet! Come on!" "Same old rules! Each team will contribute twenty medium-grade spiritual stones as a reward, and the Immortal Seniors of the five teams with the best results will share the rewards. What do you say?" "Okay, the team with the best performance will get one hundred and twenty spiritual stones, the team comes second get one hundred spiritual stones, and so on until the team comes fifth get forty spiritual stones. What do you think?" "Great, Dean Xuan Yong will be the referee!" All the Immortal Seniors offered their ideas, and in a blink of an eye, they made the rules of the bet clear. Obviously, this was not the first time that they played this game. Zhenren Xuan Yong smiled slightly, and said, "Okay, but don't forget your tasks after the Grand Competition. You need to select a few disciples who are at the late stage of Qi Refining from your team to participate in the sect trial." All Immortal Seniors suddenly looked solemn and said yes in unison.