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"If you want to bet, you can bet with her. Isn\'t she looking for someone to bet on?" The man pointed at LAN Xinyu and meixiu, who were not far away, and their faces were full of excitement and sweat.

"If I say that water has entered your brain, then water has really entered your brain. They bet that Ling Chuxi will win and I also bet that Ling Chuxi will win. You should be the one to gamble. " The young man looked at him in disdain. After all this trouble, it turned out that he was a guy with a problem with his brain. It was really useless to talk to him.

"I ... Forget it. I\'m not interested in this." The man hesitated for a moment, but in the end, he didn\'t dare to place his bet.

Just like these two people, everyone present had completely different views on Ling Chuxi accepting the challenge. Some people were full of doubts about Ling Chuxi, but there were also some who firmly believed in it without any doubt. However, no matter what, everyone was full of anticipation for the battle that was about to begin.

"Let\'s start!" Meng Zheng unsheathed the long blade on his back and pointed it at Ling Chuxi as he spoke with a face full of hostility.

"Wait, how are we going to compete this round?" Ling Chuxi did not act immediately but asked indifferently.

"What do you mean by how?" Meng Zheng said with a frown.

Just like the Gongxi clan\'s blade techniques, all the Mongols martial techniques pursued a one-hit kill. They didn\'t make a move, but once they did, they condensed all the yuan Qi and killing intent in their body to the extreme, and then exploded with the strongest attack. Meng Zheng had just gathered his Yuan Qi and killing intent when he was interrupted by Ling Chuxi\'s brainless words. He felt extremely unhappy.

"Compete in what?" Ling Chuxi said.

"It\'s a battle of martial techniques. Instead of fighting techniques, do you want to compete in spiritual techniques?" Meng Zheng asked impatiently.

"Of course I know it\'s a battle of martial arts techniques, but you\'re not just a pure martial cultivator, you\'re also a body cultivator. Do you think this is fair?" Ling Chuxi asked.

After hearing Ling Chuxi\'s words, Meng Zheng was slightly stunned. He cultivated both martial arts techniques and body cultivation, but no matter if it was a spell cultivator or an art cultivator, they would all cultivate their bodies imperceptibly. Their body\'s defense was much stronger than an ordinary person \'s, and it was even more so for the devil race. It was just that other people\'s body cultivation was not as professional as his, and their realm was not as high. What was the meaning of Ling Chuxi\'s question? could it be that she still wanted to use magic?

"It\'s not fair. Meng Zheng cultivates both martial arts and body refinement at the same time, but this competition is only about martial arts. It\'s not fair to compete like this." Without waiting for Meng Zheng to speak, clan master Qian spoke first.

"Not bad, not bad. It\'s clearly a battle of martial techniques. If the young master of the Meng family uses a body refining technique, he\'ll have a big advantage." The Wei family head, who was wearing the same pair of pants, chimed in habitually.

"Eh?" Everyone looked strangely at these two old men who were echoing each other. In the beginning, didn\'t these old men shamelessly flatter the Meng, Zheng, and Fang families? Why did he suddenly change sides at the last minute and speak up for Ling Chuxi? If the previous two rounds were said to be because they knew that they could not go against the rules and were afraid of being laughed at for lying through their teeth, why would they change sides so quickly before this round even started?

Although their words were more or less biased towards Ling Chuxi, after thinking about it carefully, it did seem to be the case. In a martial arts competition, you used a body refining technique. You indeed had a big advantage.