Chapter 51 Fire Spirit Ring
The next day, at the square behind Mount Longhu."All sixteen competitions today will be held in the four venues of the southeast, northwest and northeast. If you want to watch all the games, please stay here. The situation in each venue will be broadcasted in real time through the four large screens behind me!"
"Zhang Chulan, look quickly." Feng Xingtong pointed at the first big screen, "It's Brother Jiang Lan! If I remember correctly, Brother Jiang Lan's opponent this time seems to be Canglong, right? Haha, that little fat guy is probably in trouble this time!"
"Uh……"
Zhang Chulan looked in the direction Feng Xingtong pointed and saw Jiang Lan walking into the venue with his head slightly lowered.
But his opponent has not appeared on the field yet.
"Contestant Canglong! Contestant Canglong, please enter as soon as possible!"
Inside the venue, the referee shouted Canglong's name loudly through the radio.
But after the voice fell, there was still no response.
There was a murmur of discussion in the audience seats.
"Where on earth is that Canglong? Why hasn't he come to the competition yet?"
"Everyone knows how miserable Jiang Lan's opponent was in the last match. That fat guy is an expert at gathering intelligence. He must be scared."
"That's right. I heard that his opponent in the last match had almost all of his bones broken and is still lying in the hospital. If he wasn't a horizontal practitioner, he wouldn't have had nine lives to die."
Jiang Lan did not react to the discussions in the audience, but just stood silently on the field.
"Contestant Canglong failed to enter the venue after the time limit, and is considered to have forfeited. Contestant Jiang Lan wins this match!"
Jiang Lan was silent for a while.
He didn't believe that Zanglong didn't come to the competition because he had something to do or something unexpected happened.
Maybe... I was scared by myself?
After a brief recollection, Jiang Lan felt that his guess was probably correct.
The bald guy looked really miserable at that time.
Even if Canglong didn't see his match at that time, he would probably go look for the replay after knowing that the next match would be against Jiang Lan.
It's normal to feel scared after watching the game.
After leaving the stadium, Jiang Lan headed to the square.
In the square, Zhang Chulan and Feng Xingtong were still standing under the big screen.
Jiang Lan walked up to the two of them and asked:
"Where's Feng Baobao?"
"Brother Jiang Lan? Isn't Sister Baoer sitting there..." Zhang Chulan pointed casually, and when he looked over, he found that there was no human figure on the big rock he pointed to.
"Fuck, where's Sister Baoer?"
Jiang Lan glanced at Zhang Chulan, then closed his eyes slightly.
In his mind, he vaguely constructed the entire square, plus the scene in the woods a hundred meters outside the square.
And in this scene constructed by consciousness, there are densely packed Qi balls that are constantly jumping and moving.
This is the Qi in the bodies of all the aliens in the field.
This ability was discovered accidentally after Jiang Lan formed an inner elixir in his dantian.
If before, he could only sense the targets that posed a threat to him in the nearby area, now he can roughly judge the strength and position of everyone within the range.
These Qi balls have different colors and sizes.
But most of them were too weak for Jiang Lan.
What is quite eye-catching is a huge, colorless and transparent Qi ball in the woods. Next to the huge Qi ball, there is a golden Qi ball that is several circles smaller. Next to it, there is also a faint fiery red Qi ball.
"In the woods."
Jiang Lan said this, opened his eyes and walked towards the woods.
Seeing this, Zhang Chulan hurriedly followed. Feng Xingtong also stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to say something, but when he saw that Zhang Chulan had already walked away, he had no choice but to follow.
As soon as the three of them arrived outside the woods, Jiang Lan vaguely heard a voice coming from inside. "Female donor, I just know that you are definitely not an ordinary person, otherwise I would never give you such a treasure. Look, this fire spirit ring of mine contains the essence of a billion-year-old flame. Wearing it can not only nourish your body, but also beautify your face!"
"Great... How much is this?"
"I still say the same thing, don't pay 98,000! Don't pay 9,800! Just pay 8,800! 8,800, and take the Fire Spirit Ring home! How about it, it's a good deal!"
Hearing the familiar voice, Zhang Chulan and Jiang Lan looked at each other.
"Isn't this back mountain...only strangers can enter?"
Zhang Chulan was a little confused.
Jiang Lan glanced at him.
"No one said he wasn't an alien."
"Ah, this..." The corner of Zhang Chulan's mouth twitched slightly.
It’s not that strange people can’t do business, but the practice of deceiving fools is still somewhat despicable.
"Let's go."
Jiang Lan said this and walked into the woods first.
When he entered the woods, he saw that Feng Baobao looked a little embarrassed.
"Master, I have no money."
In front of Feng Baobao, there was a bald monk wearing a red cassock sitting cross-legged.
The moment he heard Feng Baobao say the word "no money", one of his hands retracted as if it had been electrocuted.
As if he felt something was wrong, the monk immediately added:
"It's okay if you don't have money. Didn't your friends have money before?"
While the two were talking, Jiang Lan had already come behind Feng Baobao.
"Jiang Lan... do you have money? I want this!"
Feng Baobao didn't even turn her head, as if she had eyes behind her head, and spoke directly.
Jiang Lan glanced at the ring in the monk's hand and narrowed his eyes slightly.
"QR code."
"Oh my!" The big monk hurriedly took out the QR code from his cassock, "Boss, you are so generous! Boss, I wish you good health! Boss, your business is booming! Boss, you won the Luotian Dajiao championship!"
Jiang Lan glanced at him indifferently and glanced at 8,800.
【WeChat payment received, 8,800 yuan.】
After receiving the money, the monk's mouth was almost grinning to his ears.
"I wish you never have to worry about food or clothing, never live in a bungalow but in a high-rise building, be free and unrestrained every day, be gentle every night, have business as fast as the Yangtze River, live like icing on the cake, make big and small fortunes every day, and be prosperous and successful!"
Jiang Lan's mouth twitched slightly.
You're full of rhymes. Why do you want to take the postgraduate entrance examination?
Zhang Chulan, who was standing behind them, witnessed their conversation and his pupils suddenly trembled.
He couldn't imagine the world of the rich.
When I was in Qianshan before, didn't this monk sell plastic? 8,800 for a plastic ring?
Jiang Lan took the ring, rubbed it twice with his fingers, and raised his head.
"With such skill in refining equipment, why do you set up a stall to cheat fools?"
"Boss, I… oh no, I have to make a living too. I have an 80-year-old mother and a three-month-old son. If I don't make money, I can't even afford milk powder for my son! Besides, this is absolutely genuine. I'm not cheating you!"
Zhang Chulan was somewhat touched when he heard this.
"I didn't realize that. I had wrongly blamed this monk before. He has an 80-year-old mother and a three-month-old baby to feed... Aren't you waiting for a while? Son? Aren't you a monk?"
(End of this chapter)
