"You want to be a coward, right? Well, I'll make it happen for you. Every time I meet you in the future, I will challenge you once, and you will reject me once. It won't take long for Senior Brother Ling, your name, Ling Wugui, to be yours."
It will spread throughout the Zhen Gang Sect and even the Mu Yan Realm."
Seeing that Ling Dong wanted to refuse, Guan Minghua insulted Ling Dong unscrupulously.
Ling Dong's face suddenly darkened, but Guan Minghua became happy when he saw Guan Minghua who had just scolded him. As long as Ling Dong was angry and angry, there would be drama in this battle for position.
In Guan Minghua's view, with his cultivation at the peak of the sixth level of Huaxing, wouldn't it be a matter of minutes to crush Ling Dong, a 'genius' of the first level of Huaxing to death?
The most important thing is that Guan Minghua does not want to lose the super high treatment as an elite disciple in gold. After enjoying the super high treatment as an elite disciple in gold, when he looks back at the treatment of an elite disciple in silver, it is worse than shit.
Moreover, the better the treatment, the higher the cultivation level, the worse the treatment, the slower the growth of cultivation level, and the wider the gap. These are also the inner disciples in Zhen Gang Sect, trying to fight for the position of the elite disciples in silver and gold.
reason!
"Ling Wugui? To be honest, I really don't like this name!" Ling Dong suddenly said something that made Guan Minghua ecstatic. As long as Ling Dong agreed to compete in a battle to win the title, then this golden-clothed elite disciple's
The position almost fell into Guan Minghua's pocket again.
"However, with the master's order, I don't need to pay attention to your challenge. Tell me, why should I risk losing my status as a highly paid golden-clothed disciple to have this dispute of will with you!" Finally,
Ling Dong also added, "After all, we are not young boys, right?"
Ling Dong's last old-fashioned words made Guan Minghua feel cold and cold. Ling Dong really wanted to refuse, but he really had no choice. That was Ling Wugui's nickname. Guan Minghua really didn't care.
Don't dare to spread it randomly, Zhen Gang Sect's rules are not vegetarian.
"but"
Ling Dong's word "but" immediately rekindled the hope of the extremely disappointed Guan Minghua in the competition for the title. He hurriedly raised his head and looked at Ling Dong nervously with a hopeful look on his face. Want to hear
The following text of Ling Dong.
Guan Minghua didn't realize it at all. Before he knew it, he was being manipulated by Ling Dong!
"However, I am very unhappy with the title Ling Wugui. Moreover, you, a silver-robed disciple, dare to be so arrogant in front of my golden-robed senior brother. If I don't teach you a lesson, wouldn't everyone be able to come to my Linggui in the future?"
I acted wildly before moving! But”
Ling Dong's words made Guan Minghua extremely happy. But the word 'but' made Guan Minghua extremely nervous. Ling Dong's words made Guan Minghua extremely excited. That mood was really the same as
Riding a roller coaster is no different.
"But what?" Guan Minghua asked extremely nervously. It concerns the position of an elite disciple in gold, whose salary is ten times that of a disciple in silver. Can Guan Minghua not be nervous?
"But I directly accepted your request to compete for the position, and I suffered a big loss! If you win, you can get the position of my golden-robed disciple. If you enjoy the super high treatment of the golden-robed disciple, I will suffer a big loss! But
If this is a battle for position, and I win and you lose, you will lose nothing and I won’t gain anything at all. It’s unfair, very unfair!”
Ling shook his head and said sternly.
Seeing that Ling Dong wanted to agree, Yang Cheng was extremely anxious. He wanted to persuade him again, but he also saw that Ling Dong was a very independent person. If he had listened to the advice, he would have listened to him long ago. No.
I advise you. I think it would be too much of a benefit to let this manager Minghua get a big advantage for nothing?
"Unfair? Benefits?" Guan Minghua was stunned when he heard this, and then he thought about it. He can get to this level, so he is not stupid: "What? You mean you want me to add some bonus?"
"Smart!" Ling Dong gave Guan Minghua a thumbs up and smiled with squinted eyes. However, Yang Cheng on the side felt that there was a deep hole in Ling Dong's smile, one that made Guan Minghua jump into.
A huge deep pit.
But after thinking about it, Yang Cheng couldn't figure out what the confidence of Ling Dong, a newcomer at the first level of Huaxing, was?
"Lottery, that's fine! This is indeed unfair to you, Senior Brother Ling. In this case, I will offer another twenty pieces of mid-grade spiritual crystals. If Senior Brother Ling can defeat me, Guan Minghua, in the battle for the title,
Just take it!" Guan Minghua said.
"Only twenty mid-grade spiritual crystals?" Ling Dong turned his head to Yang Cheng and said, "Junior brother Yang, I remember that the monthly crystal list received by the elite disciples in January included one mid-grade spiritual crystal, right?
There are twelve pieces of mid-grade spiritual crystals in one year, and sixty pieces in five years, and this does not include other benefits for elite disciples in golden clothes, such as the pill cultivation place!"
Guan Minghua, who heard this, was so angry at Ling Dong's words that he almost lost his breath! Elite disciples in golden clothes are treated like that, but how can you save twenty yuan in five years without eating or drinking?
Grade Spirit Crystal is pretty good!
However, now Ling Dong has a grip on Guan Minghua's sore foot. If Guan Minghua wants Ling Dong to agree to compete with him for the title, he has to continue to increase his chances until Ling Dong is satisfied.
"Eighty pieces of middle-grade spirit crystals, Senior Brother Ling, are you satisfied now?" Guan Minghua gritted his teeth and reported a number that surprised Yang Cheng.
He, Yang Cheng, had given up his hard training in recent years and traveled abroad to do sect tasks. He only had a net worth of fifty yuan of middle-grade spiritual crystals. It was only because of his victory over Gong Zhi this time that his net worth suddenly doubled several times, reaching two yuan.
More than a hundred pieces of medium-grade spiritual crystals.
However, this former golden-clothed elite disciple spent countless amounts of hard work every day and accumulated so much wealth of middle-grade spiritual crystals. This shows that this golden-clothed elite disciple is treated very well.
Ling Dong was still dissatisfied with this number. He turned around and glanced at Yang Chengdao: "Junior brother Yang, please do the math for me. The various benefits that elite disciples in golden clothes can enjoy from the sect in five years add up to
How many mid-grade spiritual crystals?”
Yang Cheng was extremely familiar with this aspect. After a little calculation, he said: "Senior Brother Ling, an elite disciple in golden clothes for five years, enjoys various benefits, such as crystal stones, elixirs, treasures, talismans, and the place where he practices.
At least there are nearly a thousand middle-grade spiritual crystals, and this does not include some of the privileges of status and behavior!"
Ling Dong, who heard this, shook his head: "Junior Brother Guan, look, as an elite disciple in golden clothes for five years, I have received a thousand mid-grade spiritual crystals for sure, but your winnings are only eighty mid-grade spiritual crystals. The difference is too big."
Big, unfair, so unfair! Sorry, Junior Brother Yang, let’s go!”
While talking, Ling Dong pulled Yang Cheng and wanted to leave here.
Regardless of whether Ling Dong is really leaving or pretending to be leaving, Guan Minghua is anxious. Once Ling Dong leaves, the position of his golden-robed disciple will be over. Can he not be anxious?
"No, no, no, no, Senior Brother Ling, I'll add some more, I'll add some more, ninety-two middle-grade spiritual crystals, this is my entire net worth."
"It's only one tenth. Are you playing with a three-year-old child?" Ling Dong glared and walked away. The anxious Guan Minghua stopped Ling Dong anxiously and said: "Senior Brother Ling, don't be anxious, don't be anxious,
Give me a few minutes to think of a solution!"
"Okay, I'll give you a few minutes."
Seeing this scene, Yang Cheng was also dumbfounded. Senior Brother Ling was so awesome. In just a few minutes, he was already playing around with Minghua!
"Brothers, lend me as many middle-grade spiritual crystals as you have, and you will be rewarded in the future." Guan Minghua was forced by Ling Dong to do this for the sake of the elite disciple in golden clothes who he thought was close at hand.
Guan Minghua was willing to risk his position.
Of course, the premise for Guan Minghua to risk everything is because Guan Minghua is 100% confident that in a battle for the title, he will be able to defeat Ling Dong, a 'genius' whose cultivation is only at the first level of Huaxing!
A few minutes later, Guan Minghua said to Lingdong with excitement: "Senior Brother Ling, one hundred and fifty mid-grade spiritual crystals, you see, this is my limit. It's the elite disciples in silver who have accumulated these one hundred and fifty."
Ten pieces of middle-grade spiritual crystals, even if it doesn’t take several decades, it’s impossible!”
"Only one hundred and fifty yuan? Too little!" What made Guan Minghua very depressed was that Ling Dong still raised his finger and waved it coolly in response to what Guan Minghua thought was a sky-high price.
Ling Dong's behavior made Yang Cheng very suspicious. One hundred and fifty middle-grade spiritual crystals, even for elite disciples in golden clothes, would be impossible to accumulate without doing a large number of sect tasks or going out to venture out for experience.
.
At this time, Yang Cheng even had a suspicion. Yang Cheng was wondering, did Ling Dong want to use the excuse of insufficient lottery results to tactfully refuse Guan Minghua's challenge?
The next moment, Yang Cheng's suspicion became even stronger.
"Five hundred pieces of mid-grade spiritual crystals. If you can come up with five hundred pieces of mid-grade spiritual crystals as a lottery ticket, I will be there in two days." At this point, Ling Dong turned to look at Yang Cheng and asked, "By the way, Yang
Junior brother, where are the battles for position usually held?"
"Most of them are held at the sect's competition ground, where there are sect elders on duty!" Yang Cheng replied.
"Okay, Guan Minghua, if you can come up with 500 pieces of mid-grade spiritual crystals as a lottery prize, I will be waiting for you at the sect's competition ground at the last hour in two days. I will not wait until you are late!"
At the end, Ling Dong turned around and added: "Five hundred yuan of middle-grade spiritual crystals is only double the income of the golden-clothed disciples in five years. You still got a big advantage!"
After saying these words that made Guan Minghua vomit blood, Ling Dong turned around and left, never giving Guan Minghua any chance to bargain.
Looking at Ling Dong leaving, Yang Cheng hurriedly followed, but he was completely confused. The lottery of 500 yuan of mid-grade spiritual crystals was equivalent to 50,000 yuan of low-grade spiritual crystals, but it was a sky-high price. I'm afraid it was those red ones.
Only the Yi Elite disciples can take it out.
Hearing the sky-high price of the lottery, Yang Cheng almost thought that Ling Dong was using this to make things difficult for Minghua. However, what made Yang Cheng suspicious was that Ling Dong had set a specific time and place for the challenge.
Ling Dong's behavior made Yang Cheng a little confused about Ling Dong.
"Five hundred yuan for middle-grade spiritual crystals, aren't you kidding me?" Looking at the background of Ling Dong leaving, Guan Minghua almost jumped to the point of scolding him. Under normal circumstances, he wouldn't be able to kill him.
Give me five hundred pieces of middle-grade spiritual crystals.
"Damn, fight!" When Ling Dong's back disappeared from Guan Minghua's sight, these four words suddenly burst out from the corner of Guan Minghua's mouth, four words that smelled of blood!!