Fairyland Grocery

Chapter 17 Blood earns 3420 spirit stones

Yu Jun, however, calmly pasted a low-level lightweight amulet on himself.

Ning Fan and the monks in the audience were puzzled when they saw this.

"What's the use of sticking a low-level lightness talisman on this person? At most, it can make him run faster, but he can only last for a quarter of an hour."

"Yeah, you can't win by running fast in the arena."

"I don't know what he thinks. The low-level light body talisman is a useless talisman. It can increase the speed a little at most, and the persistence time is short, but it is expensive to buy. Why did he buy a low-level light body talisman?"

Nobody knows.

Even Ning Fan was puzzled.

When Ning Fan rushed over, he dodged Ning Fan's attack with a flash. Ning Fan was about to continue to approach, but he saw Yu Jun advancing instead of retreating, and came back with his carbine.

Ning Fan shrank his pupils and narrowly avoided it, but Yu Jun left a small cut on his face.

The incision was really small, if it wasn't for a little blood, no one would even notice it.

However, some monks carefully discovered that the wound on Ning Fan's face by Yu Jun was not straight, but curved, like... a crescent moon.

Ning Fan thought that this was the beginning of Yu Jun's counterattack, and was vigilant in his heart, but he didn't expect that Yu Jun would no longer confront him head-on after such a blow.

He avoided confronting Ning Fan in this way.

The audience looked drowsy.

"It's boring, it's really boring."

"That's right, what's the point of just hiding?"

"Fellow Daoist Ning, hurry up and get rid of him! I get annoyed seeing him jumping around like a grasshopper!"

Ning Fan was also restless. If he confronted him head-on, Yu Jun would definitely not be able to defeat him, but Yu Jun would not be able to win if he was hiding like this.

And for some reason, he always felt that the aura seemed a bit stagnant.

Must be an illusion.

He looked at Yu Jun who was hiding from him in the distance, feeling annoyed.

That being the case, don't blame me for being rude!

Below the arena, Xu Qiuqian looked at the scene and raised the corners of his lips.

"The person you bet on will lose, and you can still laugh?"

"Who said he was going to lose?"

"Is not it?"

"Of course not, I think he's going to win."

In fact, from the moment Yu Jun used the Shadow Moon Blade to injure Ning Fan, as long as Yu Jun didn't get caught by Ning Fan for the next quarter of an hour, or knocked down the ring, he would surely win.

Yu Jun's approach does seem to make the fight scene extremely boring.

But the fighting method has always been not to make people feel excited, but to win.

Only winning is meaningful, and the rest is illusory.

"Hey, I don't think you can understand. Ning Fan is at the eighth level of Qi refining, and Yu Jun is at the seventh level of Qi refining. Now Yu Jun is still fleeing in a panic. Will Ning Fan lose? I will leave the words here, Ning Fan If Fan loses, I will call you ancestor!"

Xu Qiu raised his eyebrows slightly, but didn't say anything to rebut.

Half a quarter of an hour later, Ning Fan conceded in embarrassment.

Only then did Xu Qiuqian look at the monk who spoke just now, and said with a smile, "I don't have such a dull grandson."

"..."

Immediately, she turned to the person who opened the table: "The competition is over, can I count it as a spirit stone?"

The man came back to his senses and began to calculate.

Betting 420% of Ning Fan's and [-]% of Yu Jun's, Xu Qiuqian invested [-] spirit stones, and finally got [-] low-grade spirit stones.

Holding the spirit stone, Xu Qiuqian felt elated.

Yes, yes, I actually earned more than 3000 spirit stones just by going out, blood money!
"Friend Daoist, wait a minute!" Someone called out to stop her.

Xu Qiuqian turned around in doubt, and saw that it was the monk who was talking to her just now.

"What's up?"

The monk said embarrassingly: "My name is Liao Zheng. I offended him a lot just now. I hope fellow Taoists don't take offense."

"It's okay, I'll scold you back anyway."

Liao Zheng: "..." He coughed, "Well, I have a question that I don't understand. I don't know if you can explain it to me."

Xu Qiuqian immediately understood.

"You want to ask why Ning Fan lost?"

"Exactly."

Not only him, but also those monks who pledged Ning Fan were equally curious, because in their view, Ning Fan's cultivation base was higher than Yu Jun's, and Ning Fan was also well-known in Youling City. They were against opponents of the same level of cultivation, and most of them won, so they bet on Ning Fan to win without hesitation.

However, Yu Jun, who was a low-level cultivation base, was hiding all the time and didn't dare to fight head-on. Why did he win?
They really can't figure it out.

Xu Qiu smiled slightly: "Why don't you ask him yourself?"

"Will he tell us?"

"It should be." After all, Yu Jun promised her to help her promote it.

But it's okay if Yu Jun doesn't publicize it now, after all, the other party is rushing to the leader, so naturally he doesn't want others to know his secret, but he should tell it later.

Anyway, look at him.

Seeing that Xu Qiuqian didn't say anything, the other monks were disappointed but didn't ask any further.

Xu Qiuqian went back to the shop.

However, what she didn't expect was that after she left, someone suddenly realized: "I know the reason!"

"what reason?"

"I just said how the magic weapon in his hand is so familiar. I just remembered that when I went to Hong'an Street to try my luck two days ago, I saw a newly opened grocery store. The magic weapon sold on the shelf is his magic weapon!"

Others were puzzled: "But, what does this have to do with him winning?"

"Oh, that magic weapon is called the Shadow Moon Blade. After chopping something, it will leave a crescent-shaped wound. If there is spiritual power in the chopped object, it will gradually make the spiritual power useless!"

"Hiss... But isn't such a magic weapon only available if it is at least foundation-building?"

"I've seen a similar one in a magic weapon shop. It can be used during the Qi refining period. It's called Huanlingsi, but the Hunlingsi is too tasteless, so no one buys it. It's a pity at that time, even if it is replaced by a sword or a knife, it will be fine. It was sold in an instant, but I didn’t expect it to actually exist!”

When everyone heard this, they stared at the man with burning eyes.

"Where is that store?"

"Just at the end of Hong'an Street, you can see a shop with no signboard, just an open shop."

"Wait, Hong'an Street..."

On the other side, after Xu Qiuqian returned to the store, she found that Chen Wei had come to look for her again.

When Chen Wei saw her, his eyes lit up, and he rushed to her: "Sister Qiuqian, I brought you a big, big surprise!"

Seeing Chen Wei's exaggerated tone and movements, Xu Qiu couldn't help laughing.

"Oh? What kind of surprise?"

Could it be that she attracted many guests?
That was indeed a huge surprise.

"My father promised me to hang the sign of Sister Qiuqian's shop in our shop!"

"What?" Xu Qiuqian was stunned.

Chen Wei thought that Xu Qiuqian didn't understand, so he quickly explained: "It is to hang the address of sister Qiuqian's shop and the items sold in our Chen family's shop. When the time comes, as long as monks come to the shop to buy things, you can buy them." Seeing this sign! How is it, sister Qiuqian, are you happy?"

He stared at Xu Qiuqian excitedly, as if begging for praise.

Xu Qiuqian fell silent.

After a while, he said slowly, "I'm happy, I appreciate your kindness, but I don't agree."

(End of this chapter)