Chapter 75: Battle against Guixu "The drawing pool is made up of a formation combined with a barrier. It is transparent and located right above the center of the square in the main hall, visible to everyone. To ensure fairness, each drawing is witnessed by me and the representatives of the various sects. Are you trying to suspect that there is something fishy going on in the drawing of lots for this Taoist competition?" The sound of Sect Leader Mo Wang's spiritual consciousness was transmitted, rumbling throughout the entire Wandao Sect. As soon as these words were spoken, the voices of private discussion stopped abruptly, and no one dared to say anything nonsense anymore. Most people who say there is something fishy going on in the lottery are just venting their anxiety, not really doubting it. After all, don’t they know whether there is any shady dealings? The whole lottery process is completely transparent, and no one is blind. But they were anxious. The closer the game got to the end, the stronger the opponents the mother and daughter would encounter. No matter which one was defeated first, the spirit stones they invested would be wasted! While the whole place was in an uproar, Zhou Ling and her mother were sitting in the preparation seat, leisurely eating melon seeds and watching the fun. "In the next game, it will be four to two. Mom, the opponent is too strong. I can't do it. The spirit stones we invested may be wasted." Zhou Ling was in a good mood originally, but when he thought of this, he felt that the melon seeds in his hand were not fragrant anymore. His delicate brows were tightly locked, and his little face almost wrinkled into a bitter gourd. One thousand low-grade spirit stones is actually not a small amount. After entering the sect for more than a year, Zhou Ling had spent all his time on cultivation. Apart from the sect tasks that every disciple had to perform, Zhou Ling had no time to take on other tasks that could earn spirit stones, let alone the energy to do them.
Fortunately, as an inner sect disciple, the amount of spirit stones distributed to her by the sect every month is not small. In addition, her master loves her and provides her with countless spirit stone subsidies. Therefore, she has never lacked spirit stones since she started practicing. Although she had plenty of spirit stones on hand, she also understood that these were not blown by the wind, so of course she had to save as much as possible. In the past, she had won several times thanks to her mother, which made her bolder. She realized that this thing should not be touched. Now she had wasted all those spirit stones, and she felt heartbroken. "You can do it." Zhou Li's words were concise and to the point, and he directly used the method of flattery and encouragement. "Your opponent is Wang Zhen, a sword cultivator from Guixu Sect. You have a strong understanding of the way of the sword, so you must be stronger than him. Moreover, they are from Guixu Sect. If they bully you, beat them up! Never admit defeat!" How did they win so many games? It was because they were so lucky. Ever since they decided to teach the Guixu Sect a lesson, the opponents they drew were most likely from the Guixu Sect! Zhou Li was a little stronger, and she drew the player from Guixu Sect. She felt that God was helping her vent her anger for her daughter, so she didn't feel any pressure and just fought happily. The opponents she met in the early stages were not too strong, so she basically won. But this put Zhou Ling in a difficult position. A mere beginner in the early stage of foundation building, he was facing elites or core disciples from other sects, so it was very difficult to defeat them. So why have they been able to win all the way to now? Not for anything else, but for two words: backbone! The feud with Guixu Sect developed from the previous generation to her generation, and the feud was deadly. Zhou Ling relied on the anger in her heart, all kinds of tricks and Taoist methods, and even occasionally used magic, to get to the top five. This was already her limit. In the previous fight with her opponent, one of her arms was broken. If it weren't for the powerful elixir given by her master and her timely self-rescue, she might not even be qualified to participate in today's match. Not to mention, today's opponent is the guy called Wang Zhen. He is only in the middle stage of foundation building, but he has already comprehended the sword intent. He is one of the core disciples of their sect. Naturally, his strength is beyond doubt. Mainly, his comprehension of the sword dao is by no means inferior to Zhou Ling. In this game, the opponent naturally had the mentality of winning. Across the stage, when Zhou Ling looked up from afar, her eyes would occasionally meet his, and she would understand the provocation in his gaze. Hey…… Even if he can't win, he's probably bound to get beaten up by him in the ring. Difficult. (End of this chapter)