I Might Be A Fake Cultivator

So many students, not every temper is very good.

They can't fight, but they can talk.

"Hey, this old iron, don't always defend, give me the initiative!"

"Play it on the waist, left... now on the right!"

"Take down the body and attack the body!"

"Hey, I am so stupid..."

The man who is fighting: "..."

At the beginning, dozens of coaches were guiding him, but found that the man did not seem to be ignorant, and the complete guidance did not understand!

Slowly, the direction of the people's content began to change.

"If you have finished, you can't surrender, you can't surrender!"

"Wasting someone else's time is tantamount to murdering money. This classmate, you are murdering thousands of lives!"

"Is this a turtle? It is always a defense!"

"Let's learn from the gods, do you want to be a king?"

Anlin heard someone saying this in the crowd, and his body slammed.

Who said the sentence just now? Stand up and make sure you don't kill you!

Xu Xiaolan and Su Xiaoyun also heard it, standing on the side and couldn't help but laugh.

As the saying goes, the defense will be lost. In this battle, the battle gods finally broke through the man’s defensive defense, and a sword pierced the man’s chest.

On the first floor of the Xianling Tower, the applause thundered and became a sea of ​​joy.

The man closed his eyes happily. He could let thousands of students concentrate on watching his game before graduation. This wave has already earned blood...

The door of the second floor of the Xianling Tower slowly opened, and everyone climbed the ladder and quickly came to the second floor.

This time, there were more than 7,000 fighting gods who condensed in the sky and then rushed to the students on the ground.

An Lin looked at the fighting gods, and it was also a slap in the face.

This time, the gods are not much stronger than the last one, but there are still more than a thousand people eliminated.

In this way, the third layer, the fourth layer, the fifth layer...

For the high-quality seed players such as Anlin, these fighting gods are all done in one round, but it takes a long time to wait for other students to lose.

On the 20th floor, Anlin still slaps the battle **** to death.

He looked up and looked around, and now he is still fighting, leaving only a thousand people.

And now he has been in Tali for a whole day.

The freshness brought by just entering the tower has passed, and Anlin and others are bored together and gather together to gamble...

Anlin spread a bunch of cards, which were marked with numbers, ten, twenty, thirty, forty, fifty, sixty, seventy, and one hundred to ten.

"I pressed the test in thirty minutes!" Xuanyuan took out ten thousand Lingshi from the ring and stacked it on top.

“Oh...” Liu Qian’s illusion smiled. “On this group of two students, do you still expect them to end the battle in 30 minutes? I pressure more than 100 minutes!”

"That... I also pressed for more than a hundred minutes."

Su Xiaoyun thought for a few seconds and decided to follow Liu Xuejie and put a million Lingshi on the 100-digit board. In fact, the probability of winning the card in one hundred minutes is the biggest, but the odds are relatively low.

Xu Xiaolan indulged in a moment, and turned it over and put a thousand Lingshi on fifty minutes: "I pressed fifty, this number has never been..."

Tang Ximen scratched his head: "I press sixty!"

The road war took a deep breath: "I pressure seventy!"

Anlin put a thousand stones on top of one hundred: "I pressure more than one hundred."

"start the timer!"

Thirty minutes later, Xuan Yucheng looked at the dozens of people still fighting in the field: "Why do you always let me down, don't know if money is hard to earn? Ten thousand Lingshi..."

Fifty minutes later, Xu Xiaolan glared at the pink mouth and looked at An Lin with a gaze.

An Lin smiled softly: "Xiaolan, not afraid, brother has money, can make you lose thousands of times!"

Xu Xiaolan showed a smile, and the eyebrows bent and said: "I love to listen to this. After I have no money, I will ask you for money!"

"You can find money!" Anlin said.

Liu Qian’s face is black: “I’m gambling, I’m not forgetting the dog, is it okay?”

"Do him, do him, yes, that's it!" At this time, Tang Ximen was excited.

Everyone looked nervously at the battle on the field. Finally, under the strong roar of the technique, the last battle **** was shocked by the technique.

When Anlin looked at the time, fifty-nine points, it was obvious that Tang Ximen, who was sixty-five, won.

"Hahahaha... I am not welcome!" Tang Ximen smiled like a child of more than one hundred kilograms, and searched all the spirits in front of him.

He has guessed very accurately this time and has won several times, so he is very happy.

Of course, there are still some happy factors, because he can finally rely on his own strength to press this group of enchanting ones, although it is only gambling...

But this is also one of the abilities! Who said that this is not part of the strength, he is anxious with who!

I have to say that the gathering of hens by Anlin and others has become a very beautiful scenery in this fairy tower.

There are many students who follow their behaviors. Some students gamble on time, some gamble on the victory or defeat of someone, anyway, there are no types, no way, it is boring...

Do you say cultivation? Please, the strength is suppressed to the original one percent, and also cultivate a fart!

Anlin and others saw that Tang Ximen won again, and they all screamed and continued to move toward the higher level.

This time, the number of students has been reduced to about a thousand.

This thousand people are already the elite of Xiuxian United University, and the lowest level is also the nine-segment.

Twenty-one.

Bang!

The horror of the atmosphere gathered in the sky, and then, a breath of fighting spirit began to appear.

Each of them has a field of addition, or icy bones, or a flame burning.

Anlin was a little surprised: "It seems that this time the opponents have all been half-step fighting gods."

Xuanyuan honestly nodded: "Many students use them as their opponents. They can indeed realize many things in advance~www.readwn.com~ Our school is really a big hand."

After all, a man with a hurricane around him has already rushed to Anlin.

Anlin raised his hand and slammed the man and smashed the man...

"Of course, for us, there is still nothing to help." Xuanyuan sighed with a sigh of relief, pointing to the sword, facing the opponent's empty space, the opponent was divided into two halves.

Ever since, everyone has started to gather together to gamble...

This time, I chose the honest brother who believed in my classmates and finally won it once.

The battle ended in about thirty minutes.

No way, because they are half-step fighting gods, the battle between the two sides is extremely fierce, even if there are students who want to draw water or keep squatting, the energy in the body does not support them for so long!

Cheng Ge is very happy, as if his trust has paid off.

This time, the number of students of a thousand people has dropped sharply and has become more than 600 people...

Then, from the 20th floor to the 30th floor, it is a half-step **** of battle.

By the time of the thirty-first floor, the number had become two hundred.

On the 31st floor, it turned out to be the fighting mind of the early days of the gods.

An Lin slammed and ended the battle...

Forty-sixth floor, the coming out is the fighting mind of the middle of the gods.

Anlin "squatted" twice, and this ended the battle...

Sixty-one layers, the coming out of the fighting gods in the late stage of the gods.

An Lin "squatted" for three years and finally shot his opponent.

The 70th floor, that is, the layer that Tang Xuechang hated and defeated.

Anlin finally encountered some challenges...

(Thanks to the 20,000 catching coins in the sky!) What?!

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