The male supporting role in Quick Transmigration, please don't be a demon

Chapter 307 Fool, I'll Protect You 18
The bet only accepts black stones, not even pills.

Seeing the excited faces of the two people, the disciples who sat at the desk and took notes thought they were rich, but when they were added together, they were only [-] profound stones.

He glanced at them casually: "Should we bet together, or bet separately?"

"Each and every one."

"Who do you bet on? Which one to bet on?"

"Mu Zuihuan, bet that she becomes the number one outside sect!" Mu Zuihuan didn't mean to be modest at all.

The man raised his eyebrows: "You two bet the same?"

Gu Yu nodded.

It is recorded that the person searched around among the names, frowned fiercely, and finally found it at the end.

He sneered to himself: How dare he bet on someone who had never heard of it... Although [-] profound stones are few, they should not be in vain if they are delivered to your door.

Take advantage of the trend to increase the odds, from 1:100 directly to 1:200, in order to attract more fools with extremely high odds.

Then he wrote down the proof and handed it to Mu Zuihuan and Gu Yu.

Mu Zuihuan and Gu Yu exchanged glances, and then glanced at the recorder with a strange look.

I've seen people give money to others, but it's the first time I've seen someone give money so generously.

"Let's go, it's time to start."

With the evidence in hand, the two rushed to the competition field.

"Brother Gu, you are a disciple of the Mountain Lord, why don't many people know you?"

"Brother Gu is famous in the inner sect. Isn't it normal that the disciples in the outer sect don't know me?"

The Great Competition of the Outer Sect is the most anticipated event of the Outer Sect. The disciples of the competition have not yet come, and there are people standing around the stage of the competition. Looking around, they are all heads.

"Drunk Huan, you can draw lots by yourself in a while, and I'll go to the stage to watch the battle."

Mu Zuihuan knew that some inner disciples would come to see the outer sect contest, if people saw her with Gu Yu, they might say something behind their backs, so she nodded immediately.

She didn't know any of the outer disciples, and after stepping forward to draw lots, she stood quietly aside.

The total number of disciples in the competition is no more than 200 people.

And these 200 people, apart from those who have confidence in their own strength, are those who want to test their own strength through competitions.

The number plate she was holding was number 98, which was at the end.

Because it is an elimination system, and the competition will be completed within three days, so there are ten competition tables, and the one who gets the same number plate is the opponent.

The first group of people came to the stage, after a cursory glance, Mu Zuihuan had no intention of watching.

Outer disciples seldom go out to practice. After all, they are not strong enough. If they are not careful, they may die outside.

No matter how fancy the fight is, it's just fancy, and the combat power is not very outstanding.

People kept losing and were replaced, and after only one morning, it was finally Mu Zuihuan's turn to play.

Her opponent is an orange-level Xuanxiu, who is still far from becoming a Huang-level Xuanxiu.

The two of them didn't say much, and after cupping their hands, they launched an attack.

In this competition, winning is certain.

In order not to show his strength too much, Mu Zuihuan delayed the battle for a stick of incense before it ended.

"Assigned."

Mu Zuihuan cupped his hands again and stepped off the stage.

The competition between the two of them did not attract anyone's attention.

Most of the people looking this way are curious why Mu Zuihuan wears a veil.

Only Gu Yu was secretly thinking about the strength of her little sister.

Although what she revealed to the public was only orange-level cultivation, Gu Yu didn't believe it at all.

A person who has only been practicing cultivation for two months was one step short of reaching the Orange level when he came back. How could he still be at the Orange level after several years?
Sure enough, there is a treasure with hidden cultivation on him.

Gu Yu guessed that her little sister's strength should have reached the yellow rank, otherwise, why did she swear that she would be number one?
The competition in the afternoon was the second competition for the outer disciples who had won the competition in the morning.

Mu Zuihuan still drew the number plate at the end, and stood in the crowd watching the battle bored.

The disciples of the outer sect have the same rank as the inner sect.

The strength of the top ten outer disciples is the eighth-level orange level, and the highest is the yellow level.

If there is no her, the quota of the inner sect is determined.

When it came to her, like the first battle, she extended the battle time and knocked people off the stage.

After the competition, after the two battles, there were only 54 people left.

And these 54 people will decide the final top ten tomorrow.

The third day is the top ten ranking competition. After passing the ranking, Shanmen will give corresponding rewards.

On the second day, people who were not familiar with Mu Zuihuan became a little bit interested in the name, especially the one who opened the market.

Winning the previous two games can be said to have some strength, plus a little luck.

After all, the strength of the opponent is not very high.

But the opponent is getting stronger and stronger on the second day, and he can still win, so it cannot be said to be luck.

Seeing an unknown outer sect disciple enter the top ten, compared with the well-known disciples in the outer sect, they pay a little more attention to her.

In particular, this outer disciple was still very mysterious, covering his face all the time, as if he was shady.

Such a person is either too ugly or too ugly.

After all, beauties don't cover their faces.

People in the world give preferential treatment to people who are beautiful. If you don't take advantage of your beauty for convenience, it can't be justified, can it?
It stands to reason that the hottest place to bet on the handicap is the second day of the competition, and today we can see that those people have the potential to become No.1.

The recording disciple glanced at Mu Zuihuan, and immediately turned back.

He recognized that this was the person who came to buy Mu Zuihuan yesterday to become the number one in the outer sect, a person who could bet on himself to win, no matter how confident he was.

He has to adjust the odds before the betting is over, it is best to end the betting.

Going back and taking a look at the person who bet on Mu Zuihuan, he let out a breath, and then his heart ached.

Although there were only two people buying Mu Zuihuan, and one of them was herself, the odds made them lose money this time...

On the third day, even more people came to watch the battle.

Many people's eyes were on Mu Zuihuan, with doubts.

"This is the name of the pastor, why have I never heard of it?"

"You are not alone."

"Hey, why are you swearing at people?"

"..."

"Mu Zuihuan... the name sounds familiar, as if I've heard it somewhere before."

An outside deacon frowned, walked around the stands, and then stopped his gaze on Gu Yu: "I said it sounds familiar, so it turns out that this is the useless handyman brought back by Senior Brother Gu a few years ago." Ah! That’s not right, he is obviously a waste material who can’t cultivate, how could he suddenly become an outer sect disciple and come to participate in the outer sect competition?”

There were not a few people who heard this, and they didn't doubt what the deacon said. They took a breath and looked at Mu Zuihuan, who was covering his face and drawing lots calmly.

The ranking battle is also an elimination system. Those who are eliminated will compete for the rankings of six to ten. The winners will draw lots again, and one lot will be a bye.

Mu Zuihuan's luck was indeed good. The one she was fighting was the one with the lowest strength among the ten people.

She was still the same as the previous few times, continuing the battle for a while before knocking him off the stage.

"Hiss, I've been here for the past three days, and I found out something extraordinary!"

"what's up?"

"This sister pastor should be very strong!"

"Where did you see it? It took a stick of incense to defeat her opponent, and at most she was better than her opponent."

"What if she is better than her opponent in every match?"

(End of this chapter)