With so many students, not every one of them has a very good temper.

They can't meddle in the fight, but they can talk.

"Hey, this old iron, don't always be defensive, give me the initiative!"

"Hit it in the waist, left...... Now on the right! ”

"Capture the lower body, capture the lower body!"

"Oh I'll go, why are you so stupid......"

Man fighting: "......"

At first, dozens of coaches were guiding him, but I found that the man didn't seem to be bright, and he didn't understand the guidance at all!

Slowly, the direction of the content of the crowd's speech began to change.

"It's endless, so if you can't do it, surrender!"

"Wasting other people's time is tantamount to killing people for money, this classmate, you are murdering thousands of lives!"

"Is this a tortoise? Always defensive! ”

"With an theology, did you make an appointment to be the eighth king together?"

An Lin heard someone in the crowd say this, and his body shook violently.

Who said that just now? Stand up and promise not to kill you!

Xu Xiaolan and Su Qianyun also heard it, and stood aside and couldn't help laughing.

As the saying goes, if you defend for a long time, you will lose, and in the end, in this battle, the battle god thought broke through the man's strong defense, and a sword pierced the man's chest.

On the first floor of the Fairy Spirit Tower, there was thunderous applause for a while, turning into a sea of joy.

The man closed his eyes happily, and he was able to let thousands of his classmates watch a game of his game intently before he graduated......

The door of the second floor of the Fairy Spirit Tower slowly opened, and everyone kept climbing along the stairs, and soon came to the second floor.

This time, more than 7,000 battle divine thoughts condensed in the sky above, and then pounced on the students on the ground.

An Lin looked at the battle god that rushed in, and he was also slapped to death.

This time, the divine thoughts were not much stronger than the last time, but there were still more than a thousand people who were eliminated.

That's it, the third, the fourth, the fifth......

For high-level seeded players such as An Lin, these battle ideas were all done in one round, but it took a long time to wait for the other students to lose.

On the twentieth layer, An Lin still slapped the Battle God Mind to death.

He looked up and saw that there were only a thousand people left who were still fighting.

And now a whole day has passed since he stayed in the tower.

The novelty brought by entering the tower just now has passed, and An Lin and the others are bored and get together to gamble......

An Lin spread out a bunch of cards, and the numbers were marked on them, including ten, twenty, thirty, forty, fifty, sixty, seventy, and all the way to one hundred.

"I'll press for thirty minutes to end this trial!" Xuanyuan Cheng took out 10,000 spirit stones from the ring and stacked them on them.

"Hehe......" Liu Qianhuan smiled disdainfully, "Just this group of second-class students, you still expect them to end the battle in thirty minutes?" I press for more than 100 minutes! ”

"That'...... Then I will also press for more than 100 minutes. ”

Su Qianyun thought for a few seconds, then decided to follow Senior Sister Liu and put 10,000 spirit stones on top of the 100-digit card. In fact, 100 minutes is the most likely hand to win, but at a lower price.

Xu Xiaolan pondered for a moment, flipped over with her bare hands, and put ten thousand spirit stones on top of fifty minutes: "I'll press fifty, this number has never hit ......"

Tang Ximen scratched his head: "I'll press sixty!" ”

Lu Zhan took a deep breath: "I press seventy!" ”

An Lin put ten thousand spirit stones on top of one hundred: "I press more than one hundred." ”

"Start the timer!"

Thirty minutes later, Xuanyuan Cheng looked at the dozens of people who were still fighting on the field with a resentful expression: "Why do you always want to disappoint me, don't you know that it is difficult to make money?" Ten thousand spirit stones, ah......"

Fifty minutes later, Xu Xiaolan pursed her pink mouth and looked at An Lin with a full gaze.

An Lin smiled gently: "Xiaolan, don't be afraid, my brother has money, which can make you lose thousands of times!" ”

Xu Xiaolan smiled, her eyebrows crooked, and she said: "I like to hear this, when I have no money, I will ask you for money!" ”

"If you have money, you can find it!" An Lin said.

Liu Qianhuan's face darkened: "I've gambled, and I haven't forgotten to abuse the dog, is it really good?" ”

"him, him, yes, that's it!" At this time, Tang Ximen yelled excitedly.

Everyone looked nervously at the battle on the field, and finally, under a strong roar of spells, the last battle god was shattered by spells.

An Lin looked at the time, fifty-nine points, and it was obvious that Tang Ximen, who had pressed sixty points, won.

"Hahahaha...... You're welcome! Tang Ximen smiled like a child of more than a hundred catties, and swept all the spirit stones in front of him.

He's guessed very accurately these times, and he's already won several times, so he's very happy.

Of course, there is also a part of the happiness factor, because he can finally rely on his own strength to suppress the group of demons in front of him, although only in gambling......

But it's also one of the abilities! Whoever says that this is not a part of the strength, he will be in a hurry!

I have to say that An Lin and the others' gathering of gambling has become a very beautiful scenery in this fairy spirit tower.

There are many students who follow their example, some students bet on time, some bet on the victory or defeat of someone's battle, anyway, there are all kinds of types, there is no way, it is really boring......

You say cultivation? Please, the strength has been pressed to one percent of the original, and you still cultivate a fart!

When An Lin and the others saw that Tang Ximen had won again, they all sighed and continued to move to a higher level.

This time, the number of students has been reduced to about a thousand.

These thousand people are already the elite of the Immortal Cultivation United University, and the lowest realm also has the ninth rank of the Dao body.

Twenty-one layers.

Bang!

The terrifying aura converged in the sky above, and immediately after, one by one, the battle divine thoughts with powerful breaths began to appear.

Each of them has a domain body, or cold and terrifying, or a flame that burns into the air.

An Lin was a little surprised: "It seems that the opponents this time are all half-step battle gods." ”

Xuanyuan Cheng nodded and said: "Many students take them as opponents, and they can indeed comprehend many things in advance, and our school is really a big deal. ”

After that, a man with a hurricane around him had already pounced towards An Lin.

An Lin raised his palm, and with a "snap", he slapped the man apart again......

"Of course, it didn't help us much." Xuanyuan Cheng sighed, used his fingers as a sword, and slashed at the void of the opponent who pounced, and the opponent was cut in half.

So, the crowd began to gather again to gamble......

This time, Brother Cheng, who chose to believe in his classmates, finally won once.

The battle lasted about thirty minutes, and it was completely over.

There's no way, because they are all half-step battle gods, and the battle between the two sides is extremely fierce, even if some students want to paddle or keep going, the energy in their bodies doesn't support them for so long!

Brother Cheng was very happy, as if his trust had been repaid.

This time, the number of students of 1,000 students has dropped sharply to more than 600......

Immediately after, from the twentieth floor to the thirtieth floor, it was all a half-step battle god idea.

By the time of the thirty-first floor, the number had become two hundred.

Thirty-one layer, what came out turned out to be the battle god thought of the early stage of the transformation of the gods.

An Lin snapped and ended the battle again......

On the forty-sixth floor, what came out was the battle god thought of the middle stage of the god transformation.

An Lin "snapped" twice, and then the battle ended......

Sixty-one layer, what came out was the battle god thought of the late stage of the transformation of the gods.

An Lin "snapped" for three years, and finally slapped his opponent to death.

The seventieth layer, that is, the layer where Senior Tang hated and was defeated.

An Lin finally encountered some challenges......

(Thank you for the reward of 20,000 starting coins in the snow!) Boom! ）