Chapter 2003 Who Says Those Who Cultivate Immortality Can’t Do It?

Latest website: No one could have imagined that Jiang Cheng could block the opposite door in turn.

After all, the Dao Sage group is a group that is recognized to be abused.

Before that, everyone's highest expectation was to win a game without being shaved off by the opponent.

Turning defeat into victory is something no one dares to think about.

Not to mention the current way of winning by blocking the opponent's door and crushing them.

As the Earth Gods came on stage one after another, and were sent away by Jiang Cheng at the speed of light one after another, the atmosphere in the audience became more and more heated.

"The eighth!"

"Nine! This is already equal to the opponent's highest record!"

"Ten! More than the opponent!"

"Eleven! Oh my God, he killed eleven by himself!"

Everyone outside the court was already helping Jiang Cheng count.

Many immortals who originally didn't want to watch anymore and left early could not help but rush over now.

After all, it is too rare for the Taoist team to attack the opposite cultivator.

"No matter how the next two rounds go, or whether Chang Luzhou loses the duel, this one alone is enough!"

"Yes, this is enough to make Cangmen Palace lose face."

Outside the court, all the immortals were beaming with joy.

"Hahaha, that's so exciting. This Jiang Jun is so handsome."

"No wonder I dared not give face to the elders of the Holy Land before. They have such qualifications."

"Reverse this round of duel alone..."

The spotlight that Cheng Ge has been waiting for for a long time is finally full.

Now everyone in the audience is discussing Jiang Junshuai, even more enthusiastically than the Qingxiao Holy Master and Changyang Taoist who appeared before.

Because those few victories were either expected or the outcome was normal.

This was the only one that no one expected.

The cheers outside were thunderous, but the fourteen Taoist saints behind him were as quiet as chickens.

If it weren't for Jiang Cheng, they would definitely be killed by the opponent's first Earth God from beginning to end and become a laughing stock.

Seeing him win, they were extremely happy.

But when I wanted to cheer along, I found that I was not qualified.

Because not long ago, they had just jumped to draw a clear line with Jiang Cheng.

And he also clearly announced that he did not need to take him to fly and looked down upon him.

So, now they can only stand there awkwardly, like watching a stranger perform.

Finally, the fifteenth earth god from the opposite side appeared.

And the shouts from the audience reached its peak.

Many high-level Taoist priests of the sect lost their composure and couldn't help but wave their fists, spittle flew everywhere, and roared at the top of their lungs.

"Kill him!"

"Destroy them all, destroy them all!"

"We must wipe them all out and let them know that even one of our Dao Saints can kill fifteen of their broken gods!"

The face of the Ming Qing World God became extremely ugly.

He knew very well that even if his side won the next two rounds, the defeat in the first round of the Dao Saint Group would have a profound impact.

The biggest advantage of cultivating gods is that they have the blessing of the divine way in the early stage, advance quickly, and crush the cultivators of the same level in all aspects.

This is also their biggest selling point when preaching and promoting.

But now Jiang Cheng's performance in the first round has revealed a flaw in their 'crushing advantage'.

This is the biggest blow to them.

"Won!"

When Jiang Cheng successfully defeated his fifteenth opponent, the cheers in the stadium never stopped soaring into the sky.

"He defeated fifteen earth gods!"

"We won the first round of the Taoist group, we really won!"

"Who dares to say that we are not good at cultivating immortals?"

"Hahaha, didn't Cangmen Palace say they were sure to win this round? Why did they lose?"

The Ming Qing Realm God above looked ashen.

The top brass of the major sects in Chang Luzhou had red faces.

After the first round, there is a period of recovery.

As soon as the players came out, a large group of Taoist gods gathered around them.

"Jiang Junshuai, your performance is really amazing."

"Not bad, not bad, so encouraging!"

"Chang Luzhou has gained a lot of face!"

"Even if we lose the next two rounds, it will be a serious blow to Cangmen Palace's arrogance. It's worth it."

"By the way, how did you do it?"

"Is there a special way to control the Yuan-avoiding ink beads?"

"I'm very optimistic about you. After the duel, are you interested in joining our White Frost Sect?"

"What is Baishuang Sect? If you want to join, you must also join our Juding Sect!"

Seeing Jiang Cheng being surrounded, Yun Xiang was unhappy.

"Can you please respect me? Jiang Junshuai is still the elder of Kongyun Palace, okay?"

Hearing his voice, Jiang Cheng remembered the business.

"I still have something important to tell Master Yunxiang."

Taoist Yun Xiang, who was about to be squeezed out of the crowd, was extremely pleased that this kid finally didn't 'forget his roots'.

After becoming famous, don’t forget to get some glory to yourself.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way!"

"Didn't you hear that Jiang Junshuai had something to say to me?"

"He is from our Kongyun Palace. What does it have to do with you?"

He struggled to squeeze in front of Brother Cheng.

"Haha, Jiang Junshuai, you did a good job and lived up to my trust in you."

As soon as the old man met, he skillfully put a golden face on himself.

"I knew it was the right decision to choose you."

"If it weren't for my discerning eye, you would have been buried..."

Brother Cheng couldn't help but twitch the corners of his eyes.

Damn it, I worked for a long time before finally showing off, and you want to take all the credit as soon as you come up?

This is really unreasonable!

"Okay, okay, don't be too busy asking for credit."

"The first round is over, it's time for you to cash in on your rewards."

Taoist Yun Xiang's smile suddenly solidified.

He finally remembered his previous promise.

If Jiang Cheng wins, he will have to pay a massive resource reward including 50,000 bottles of pills.

According to the agreement, the Dao Sage group is divided into three rounds, and Jiang Cheng must cash in one-third of the reward for each round he wins.

"This...this..."

His face quickly turned bitter, which was called depression.

I agreed to this reward before just to trick Jiang Cheng into boarding the ship and let him take a quota.

The Dao Sheng group has always lost from the beginning to the end. Yun Xiang never thought that he could actually win.

This is troublesome.

Where did he get so many imperial pills and resources?

Seeing the troubled expression on his face, Jiang Cheng narrowed his eyes.

"What, you want to regret it?"

Yun Lianlian shook his head, "No, no, how could I regret it?"

Brother Cheng rubbed his fingers and said, "Then you can give it."

"I, I don't have either!"

"What?"

Jiang Cheng's voice immediately rose several times.

"You didn't? You promised me well before, but now you actually tell me if you didn't?"

In fact, he didn't expect Yun Xiang to actually come up with it.

It’s not like he doesn’t know what Kongyundian’s background is.

I purposely brought it up now so that others around me, especially Qingxiao Holy Land, could help collect this reward.

After all, this battle of wits concerns the entire Changluzhou!

Fulfilling rewards is everyone’s responsibility!

I'm not from the local sect, so I can't give my efforts in vain, right?