After reading the game to understand the protagonist's chance, she took all of them.

Chapter 161 Throwing Spiritual Stones to the Enemy

"Wait." This time, Bai Lan reached out and grabbed Nan Xianzhi, and whispered to her, "The beast next to Bai Ling will be very difficult to deal with..."

"Don't worry, I will be careful to avoid the spiritual fire that comes out of its mouth." Nan Xianzhi looked strange: "Didn't you tell me yesterday?"

"If you just focus on dodging, you will miss the opportunity to attack. Do you have any mid-grade spirit stones?"

Nan Xianzhi nodded: "There are a few..."

"The growth of a divine beast requires a lot of spiritual energy. That divine beast is still in its growth stage and is extremely greedy for things with spiritual energy. At the critical moment, you can try to lure it away with a mid-grade spiritual stone."

Nan Xianzhi's eyes widened: "Ah? Who would throw spirit stones at the opponent in a battle?"

What's the difference between this and giving blood to the enemy?

"Don't you believe in my divination skills?" Bai Lan raised his eyebrows.

"...I do believe this." Nan Xianzhi looked strange, and finally nodded: "Okay, if it comes to the last resort, I will give it a try."

Bai Lan heaved a sigh of relief after watching Nan Xianzhi walk onto the stage.

Logically speaking, Nan Xianzhi and Bai Ling are equally strong, so they have a great chance of winning.

But luck ultimately prevailed over the girl of destiny. Bai Ling was always able to dodge Nan Xianzhi's sword that was aimed at her weak spot at the critical moment.

As if it was God's will, Nan Xianzhi was always unable to defeat Bai Ling.

But it doesn’t matter, she is the prophet of Nan Xianzhi. No matter how many times she loses, Bai Lan can go back and explain the precautions in detail.

The 1% chance will be increased to 100% by Bai Lan.

If luck is always on Bai Ling's side, Nan Xianzhi will have no choice but to give up the gambler's tactics and fight down to earth.

When the game was loaded for the eighth time, Nan Xianzhi finally gained the upper hand. He attracted Huang's attention with three medium-grade spirit stones. When Bai Ling was stunned, he swung his sword and knocked the sword out of Bai Ling's hand.

The sound of the long sword falling to the ground made Bai Ling look up in surprise, and the main hall of Zhengdao Peak in the distance also suddenly became quiet.

Qing Xuan Zhenren stood up suddenly, almost using his spiritual sense: "How could it be!? Ling Er... "

"Junior brother, you and I should not interfere in the competition between disciples." Zhenren Qinghe, who was sitting in the main seat, had a smile in his eyes and spoke in a low voice.

Taoist Qingxuan sat down slowly, frowning.

If Bai Ling loses this competition, her final ranking won't even be in the top ten.

Bai Lan heaved a sigh of relief upon seeing this and turned to look at his opponent.

She reloaded the game eight times, and Long Aotian was fooled by her footwork eight times.

"Bai Lan!!! If you want to fight me, then do it. Why are you playing tricks on me like this!" The familiar words sounded again. Long Aotian's voice was extremely angry and his face was red.

"Okay, then it's as you wish."

Nan Xianzhi had the upper hand this time and defeated Bai Ling step by step, so she no longer needed to worry.

Bai Lan chuckled and was in a good mood. He decided to do as Long Aotian wished and get what he wanted.

Turning from defense to offense, Bai Lan's attack this time was extremely swift, as if he wanted to end the battle quickly, which doubled the pressure on Long Aotian.

Everyone who pursues the ultimate combat technique has the habit of speed-passing the BOSS, such as Bai Lan.

She can usually work out the fastest time to end a battle by fighting again and again.

She had fought Long Aotian countless times and was already familiar with his moves. This time she was determined to finish the fight as quickly as possible!

His spear skills became more and more fierce. With his agility, Bai Lan could always appear behind Long Aotian accurately, stab him with the spear, and scare him.

The heart that Long Aotian raised was dead after all.

Recalling the battle with Bai Lan in the first half, the opponent was like a cat playing with a mouse, dodging with ease using his footwork.

It was probably to see her miserable appearance when he attacked her but failed to hit her, what a vicious woman!

Long Aotian gritted his teeth, feeling the scars on his back, and became even angrier.

During the previous battle, the old man would still give instructions and speak in Long Aotian’s mind, but now he fell silent and just watched the scene in front of him quietly.

After several rounds, Long Aotian's sword finally hit Bai Lan's arm, but it didn't cause even a scratch.

He suddenly looked at Bai Lan in shock: "Wait, you...what's wrong with you?"

Bai Lan had been hiding just now, and Long Aotian could hardly get close to Bai Lan. After the fight, he finally discovered the problem.

The aura emanating from Bai Lan was extremely similar to the body-refining technique he had learned.

He was the only one who knew the body-refining technique. Before leaving, he erased the words on the wall. Except for himself and his master, no one else could have seen the nameless body-refining technique. Why would she?

"Hahaha, Long Aotian, you didn't expect this, did you? This technique was actually taught to me by your master. He had already given up on you, a useless disciple, and surrendered to me." Bai Lan smiled and sent a voice message to Long Aotian: "How is it?"

Long Aotian widened his eyes and shook his head in disbelief: "Impossible, this is impossible..."

The grandfather in Long Aotian's mind was so angry at Bai Lan's words that his teeth itched. At this moment, he could only speak in a deep voice: "Aotian, do you dare to believe what this woman said?"

"Don't worry, Master, I won't believe her..." Long Aotian's expression flickered and he shook his head.

Long Aotian really doesn't believe it, but that doesn't stop him from doubting you, his cheap master.

Bai Lan chuckled, and while Long Aotian was distracted by his complicated thoughts, he moved his feet and flashed behind Long Aotian, stabbing out with his spear.

The Soul-Breaking Spear pierced Long Aotian's back with unstoppable force.

After pouring most of the spiritual power into the gun, the power of this gun doubled. Even if one has practiced body-refining techniques, facing the full-strength attack of an eighth-level Qi Refining cultivator, it would be difficult to withstand the sharp edge of the spear.

Long Aotian suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and the Foundation Establishment cultivator guarding the arena was startled.

"Uncle Master, don't worry. I didn't hit him in the vitals. Long Aotian is just injured, but he won't die." Bai Lan smiled, slowly pulled out the spear from Long Aotian, and wiped the blood off the spear: "So, I can be declared the winner, right?"

The battle here was resolved in a cup of tea, leaving enough time to watch the battle between Nan Xianzhi and Bai Ling.

"......Of course." The Foundation Establishment cultivator on the stage scanned with his spiritual sense and found that Long Aotian was indeed not dead, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

Long Aotian on the ground suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood and fainted.

"I told you long ago, but you insisted on wasting the blood-recovering pills and wouldn't listen to me." Bai Lan shook his head faintly, turned and walked off the stage, exchanging glances with Qi Xiaoru who was collecting spirit stones below the stage.

"Not many people bet on Long Aotian in this game, so they won't earn much." Qi Xiaoru transmitted a message to Bai Lan.

Bai Lan nodded slightly: "Okay."