With so many students, not every temper is very good.
They can't intervene in the battle, but they can talk.
"Hey, old iron, don't always be defensive, give me the initiative!"
"Hit it in the waist, left... right now!"
"Attack the lower body, attack the lower body!"
"Oh, I'm going, why are you so stupid..."
The fighting man: "…"
At the beginning, dozens of coaches were guiding him, but it was found that the man seemed to be incompetent, and he didn't understand the guidance at all!
Slowly, the wind direction of what everyone said began to change.
"There is no end to talking, if you really can't do it, just surrender!"
"Wasting other people's time is tantamount to killing money and killing people. This classmate, you are murdering thousands of lives!"
"Is this a turtle? It's always defensive!"
"I learned from An Shen. Could it be that we made an appointment to be bastards together?"
An Lin swayed violently when he heard someone in the crowd say this.
Who said that sentence just now? Stand up and promise not to kill you!
Xu Xiaolan and Su Qianyun also heard it, and stood aside and couldn't help laughing.
As the saying goes, if you defend for a long time, you will lose. In the end of this battle, the fighting spirit broke through the man's vigor defense, and pierced the man's chest with a sword.
On the first floor of the Fairy Spirit Pagoda, thunderous applause suddenly turned into a sea of joy.
The man closed his eyes blissfully. He was able to let thousands of classmates watch one of his games attentively before graduation. This wave has already earned blood...
The gate of the second floor of the Fairy Spirit Tower opened slowly, and everyone kept climbing along the stairs, and soon came to the second floor.
This time, more than 7,000 fighting spirits condensed in the sky, and then rushed towards the students on the ground.
An Lin looked at the attacking divine sense of battle, and also slapped him to death.
The divine sense this time was not much stronger than the previous one, but more than a thousand people were still eliminated.
Just like that, the third floor, the fourth floor, the fifth floor...
For An Lin and other high-strength seed players, these battle spirits can be done in one round, but it took a long time to wait for other students to lose.
On the twentieth floor, An Lin still slapped the fighting spirit to death with a single slap.
He looked up and looked around, and there were only a thousand or so people still fighting.
And now he has been in the tower for a whole day.
The freshness brought by just entering the tower has passed, and An Lin and the others get together bored, gathering people to gamble...
An Lin spread out a pile of cards with numbers marked on them, including ten, twenty, thirty, forty, fifty, sixty, seventy, and up to one hundred, these ten numbers.
"I'll wait thirty minutes to end this trial!" Xuanyuan Cheng took out 10,000 spirit stones from the ring and piled them on top.
"Hehe..." Liu Qianhuan smiled contemptuously, "As for this group of bastard students, you still expect them to end the battle within 30 minutes? I'll hold you back for more than 100 minutes!"
"Then...then I will press for more than a hundred minutes."
Su Qianyun thought for a few seconds, then decided to follow Senior Sister Liu, and put 10,000 spirit stones on the 100-number card. In fact, the board of 100 minutes has the highest probability of winning, but the odds are relatively low.
Xu Xiaolan pondered for a moment, turned over her plain hand, and put 10,000 spirit stones on top of 50 minutes: "I'll press 50, this number has never been hit before..."
Tang Ximen scratched his head: "I press sixty!"
Lu Zhan took a deep breath: "I press seventy!"
An Lin put 10,000 spirit stones on top of one hundred: "I will press more than one hundred."
"start the timer!"
Thirty minutes later, Xuanyuan Cheng looked at the dozens of people still fighting on the field with resentment: "Why do you always let me down, don't you know that money is hard to earn? Ten thousand spirit stones..."
Fifty minutes later, Xu Xiaolan stared at An Lin with her pink lips curled up.
An Lin smiled gently: "Xiao Lan, don't be afraid, brother has plenty of money, and he can make you lose thousands of times!"
Xu Xiaolan smiled, and said with crooked eyebrows: "I like to hear this, I will ask you for money after I have no money!"
"If you have money, you can find it!" An Lin said.
Liu Qianhuan's face darkened: "It's all gambling, and I still don't forget to torture the dog, is it really okay?"
"Fuck him, fuck him, yes, that's it!" At this moment, Tang Ximen shouted excitedly.
Everyone looked nervously at the battle on the field, and finally, under the roar of a strong spell, the last battle spirit was scattered by the spell.
An Lin looked at the time, fifty-nine points, it was obvious that Tang Ximen, who scored sixty points, won.
"Hahahaha... I'm not polite!" Tang Ximen smiled like a child weighing more than a hundred pounds, and searched all the spirit stones in front of him.
He has guessed very accurately these few times, and has won several times, so he is very happy.
Of course, there is also a part of the happy factor, because he can finally rely on his own strength to dominate the monsters in front of him, although it is only about gambling...
But this is also one of the abilities! Whoever says this is not a part of strength, he will be in a hurry with anyone!
It has to be said that the gambling of An Lin and others has become a very beautiful scenery in this fairy pagoda.
Many students imitated their actions. Some students bet on the time, and some bet on the outcome of a certain person's battle. Anyway, there are all types. There is no way, it is really boring...
You mean cultivation? Please, the strength has been suppressed to one percent of the original, and you are still practicing!
Seeing that Tang Ximen had won again, An Lin and the others sighed and continued to move forward to a higher level.
This time, the number of students had been whittled down to around a thousand.
These thousand people are already the elites of the Cultivation United University, and those with the lowest level have the ninth stage of Dao body.
twenty one.
Boom!
Terrifying aura gathered in the sky, and then, powerful fighting spirits began to appear one by one.
Each of them has a domain added to his body, or the cold frightens the bone, or the flame burns the sky.
An Lin was a little surprised: "It seems that the opponents this time are all half-step gods of battle."
Xuanyuan Cheng nodded and said: "Many students use them as opponents, and indeed they can understand many things in advance. Our school is really a big hand."
After all, a man with a hurricane all over his body rushed towards Anlin.
An Lin raised his palm, and with a "slap", he slapped the man away again...
"Of course, it's still of no help to us." Xuanyuan Cheng sighed, and using his finger as a sword, he slashed the opponent in the air, and the opponent was cut in half.
Ever since, everyone started to gather together to gamble again...
This time, Brother Cheng, who chose to trust his classmates, finally won once.
The battle was over in about thirty minutes.
There is no way, because they are both half-step gods, and the battle between the two sides is extremely fierce. Even if some students want to paddle or keep going, the energy in their bodies will not support them for so long!
Brother Cheng was extremely happy, as if his trust had been rewarded.
This time, the number of 1,000 students dropped sharply to more than 600...
Immediately afterwards, from the twentieth floor to the thirtieth floor, there are half-step gods of battle.
By the time of the thirty-first floor, the number had become two hundred.
On the 31st floor, what came out turned out to be the fighting spirit of the early stage of transformation.
Anlin made a "crack" sound, and ended the battle again...
On the forty-sixth floor, what comes out is the fighting spirit in the mid-stage of transformation.
An Lin "snapped" twice before the battle ended...
On the sixty-first floor, what comes out is the fighting spirit of the late stage of transformation.
An Lin "slapped" for three years, and finally slapped his opponent to death.
The seventieth floor is the floor where Senior Tang was defeated in battle.
An Lin finally encountered some challenges...
(Thanks for the reward of 20,000 starting coins from Mantian Feixue! Meh!)
(end of this chapter)