"You want to be a shrunken head, right? Okay, I'll fulfill you, every time I meet you in the future, I will challenge you once, and you will refuse me once, and it won't be long before Senior Brother Ling, your Ling turtle's great name will spread throughout the entire Zhengang Sect...... , and even the ............ of the Wood Rim Realm"

Seeing that Atom had the intention of refusing, Guan Minghua was unscrupulously insulting Atom.

Ling Dong's face sank suddenly, and Guan Minghua, who had just scolded him, was happy. is only angry and angry in Lingdong, and there is a drama in this competition to seize the position.

And in Guan Minghua's opinion, with his sixth-order cultivation of the Star Transformation Order, pinching Si Ling, a genius of the first order of the Star Transformation, wouldn't it be a matter of minutes?

The most important thing is that Guan Minghua doesn't want to lose his super high treatment as an elite disciple of the golden clothes. Enjoying the super high treatment of the gold-clothed elite disciples, and looking back at the treatment of the silver-clothed elite disciples, it was not as good as gǒu.

Moreover, the better the treatment, the higher the cultivation, the worse the treatment, the slower the cultivation growth, and the bigger the gap, which is also the reason why the inner disciples in the Zhengang Sect generally want to fight for the position of the silver-clothed elite and the gold-clothed elite disciples!

"Ling Turtle, to be honest, I really don't like this Mingyu!" Ling Dong suddenly said something that made Guan Minghua ecstatic, as long as Ling Dong agreed to compete in the battle for the position, then the position of this golden-clothed elite disciple would almost fall back into his pocket of Guan Minghua.

"However, with the edict of the head of the family, I don't need to pay attention to your challenge and request, you say, why should I risk losing the status of a golden-clothed disciple with a very high salary, and do this kind of battle with you!" ”

Ling Dong's last old-fashioned words made Guan Minghua's heart pull out the cold, Ling Dong really had no choice but to refuse him, it was the pure number of the Ling turtle, he Guan Minghua really didn't dare to spread it nonsense, the door rules of the Zhengang Gate are not vegetarian.

"But ........."

Atom's this, however. The two words immediately rekindled the flame of hope for Guan Minghua, who was extremely disappointed, and raised his head busily, looking at Ling Dong nervously with a look of hope, wanting to hear Ling Dong's words.

Guan Minghua didn't realize that unconsciously, he had been played with by Ling Dong!

"However, I am very unhappy with the title of Ling Turtle, and you, a silver-clothed disciple, dare to be so arrogant in front of my golden-clothed brother, if I don't teach you to shave, won't everyone be able to go wild in front ......of me in the future!"

Num's words made Guan Minghua very happy, but, but. Eryu made Guan Minghua nervous again. Ling Dong's words made Guan Minghua ecstatic, and his mood was really no different from riding a roller coaster.

"But what?" Guan Minghua asked nervously. When it comes to the position of the elite disciple in the golden cloth, who is ten times the treatment of the silver-clothed disciple, can Guan Minghua not be nervous?

"But I directly respond to your request for the challenge of winning the throne in a competition, and I am very at a loss! If you win, you can get the position of my gold-clothed disciple, and enjoy the super high treatment of the gold-clothed disciple, I will lose a lot! But if this competition is a battle, I win, you lose, you don't lose anything, and my bird's benefits have to be fair, very unfair!"

Ling shook his head and said with a look.

Seeing that Ling Dong had the intention of agreeing, Yang Cheng was extremely anxious, and he had the heart to persuade him again, but he also saw that Ling Dong was a very assertive person, if he had listened to persuasion, he would have listened to him a long time ago. Don't persuade it, don't you think it's too cheap for him to make this Minghua's white "Baidu Set Sail without Text" a big benefit?

"Unfair?benefits?" Guan Minghua, who heard this, immediately figured it out, he can mix to this extent today, and he is not stupid: "What, you mean you want me to add some color?" ”

"Clever!" Atom Chongguan Minghua gave a thumbs up and squinted his eyes and smiled. But how did Yang Cheng on the side look at it and feel that Ling Dong's smile contained a deep pit, a big pit that made Guan Minghua jump down.

But after thinking about it, Yang Cheng couldn't figure it out, where is the confidence of a newcomer who turns into a star at the first order?

"Caitou, it's okay! This is really unfair to you, Senior Brother Ling, like this, I will give you another twenty pieces of medium-grade spirit crystals, if Brother Ling can defeat me Guan Minghua in the battle for the position, just take it!" Guan Minghua said. ...,

"It's only twenty medium-grade spirit crystals?. , Ling Dong turned his head to Yang Cheng to the side: "Senior Brother Yang, I remember that the golden cloth elite disciples receive a monthly spar in January, there is a medium-grade spirit crystal, right? There are twelve medium-grade spirit crystals in a year, and sixty yuan in five years, not counting the other treatment of the gold-clothed elite disciples, such as the pill cultivation place!"

Guan Minghua, who heard this, was so angry by Ling Dong's words that he almost didn't get angry! The elite disciples in gold clothes have that kind of treatment, but if you don't eat or drink, you can save twenty medium-grade spirit crystals in five years, which is not bad!

However, now that Atom has pinched Guan Minghua's sore foot, Guan Minghua wants Atom to agree to compete with him for the position, so he has to continue to increase this lottery until Atom is satisfied.

"Eighty pieces of medium-grade spirit crystals, Senior Brother Ling, you are always satisfied now, right?" As soon as he gritted his teeth, Guan Minghua reported a number that surprised Yang Cheng. He Yang Cheng has given up penance over the years, and he has been running around doing sect tasks, and he has a net worth of fifty medium-grade spirit crystals, and he won that Gong Zhi this time, so that his net worth suddenly increased several times, reaching more than two hundred medium-grade spirit crystals.

However, the previous golden-clothed elite disciple had spent countless days of penance, and had also accumulated so much of a medium-grade spirit crystal's net worth, which showed that this golden-clothed elite disciple was treated well.

"Uh" Ling Dong was still not satisfied with this number of Ning, and turned his head to glance at Yang Chengdao: "Senior Brother Yang, you can calculate for me, how many medium-grade spirit crystals can be enjoyed by the elite disciples of the five-year golden clothes from the sect?"

In this regard, Yang Cheng was extremely familiar, and after a slight pinch of his fingers, he said: "Senior Brother Ling, the elite disciple of the five-year golden robe, the various treatments he enjoys, such as spars, pills, treasures, talismans, cultivation locations, not to mention nearly a thousand medium-grade spirit crystals, this is not counting some privileges in the performance of one's own duties!"

Ling Dong, who heard this, shook his head: "Senior Brother Guan, you see, five years of gold-clothed elite disciples, I have steadily received 1,000 medium-grade spirit crystals, but your color head is only 80 medium-grade spirit crystals, the difference is too big, it's not fair, it's too unfair!" I'm sorry, Senior Brother Yang, let's go!"

As he spoke, Ling Dong pulled Yang Cheng and was about to leave here.

Regardless of whether Ling Dong really went or faked, Guan Minghua was anxious. With Ling Dong leaving, his position as a golden-clothed disciple will be over, can he not be in a hurry?

"Don't don't, Senior Brother Ling, I'll add more, I'll add more, ninety-two medium-grade spirit crystals, this is my entire net worth......"

"It's only a tenth, what about your three-year-old child?. Ling Dong glared and walked away. Guan Minghua, who was anxious, stopped Ling Dong in a hurry and said, "Senior Brother Ling, don't worry, don't worry, let me take a few minutes and think of a way!"

"Okay, I'll give you a few minutes............"

Looking at this scene, Yang Cheng was also dumbfounded, this Senior Brother Ling is too good, it's only been a few minutes, and he will play this Guan Minghua all over again!

"Brothers, how many medium-grade spirit crystals on my body, how much I borrow, I will definitely be rewarded in the future" Guan Minghua was given this share by Ling Dong, for the position of the gold-clothed elite disciple who he thought was close at hand, Guan Minghua was out of the way.

Of course, the premise of Guan Minghua's openness is because Guan Minghua is 100% confident that he will definitely be able to defeat Ling Dong, a genius whose cultivation is only a first-order star!

A few minutes later, Guan Minghua said with a look of excitement on his face: "Senior Brother Ling, one hundred and fifty mid-grade spirit crystals, you see, this is my limit." Even the elite disciples of the silver coat, it is impossible to accumulate this one hundred and fifty pieces of mid-grade spirit crystals without decades!"

"It's only one hundred and fifty yuan, it's too little!" What made Guan Minghua very depressed was that for Guan Minghua's own opinion, Ling Dong still raised a finger and waved it very chicly.

Atom's behavior made Yang Cheng very puzzled. One hundred and fifteen medium-grade spirit crystals, even if they are golden-clothed elite disciples, if they don't do a lot of sect tasks or go out to practice, it is impossible to accumulate them.

At this time, Yang Cheng even had a doubt, Yang Cheng was wondering, did Atom want to use the excuse that the lottery head was not enough, "Baidu does not set sail text" to euphemistically refuse Guan Minghua's challenge?

..., the next moment, Yang Cheng's doubts were even thicker.

"Five hundred medium-grade spirit crystals, if you can take out five hundred medium-grade spirit crystals to make color heads, two days later, I will be in the ....... Speaking of this, Ling Dong turned his head to look at Yang Cheng and asked, "By the way, Senior Brother Yang, where is the battle usually held?"

"Most of them are in the sect competition field, and there are sect elders on duty there!" Yang Cheng replied.

"Okay, Guan Minghua, if you can take out five hundred medium-grade spirit crystals to make a color head, two days later, at the end of the three o'clock, I will wait for you in the sect competition field, and I will not wait!"

At the end, Ling Dong turned his head and added: "Five hundred medium-grade spirit crystals, only double the income of the gold-clothed disciples for five years, you still take a big advantage!"

Throwing down this sentence that made Guan Minghua vomit blood in anger, Ling Dong turned his head and left, never giving Guan Minghua any chance to bargain.

Looking at the departing Ling Dong, Yang Cheng hurriedly followed, but he was completely confused, five hundred pieces of middle-grade spirit crystals were equal to fifty thousand low-grade spirit crystals, but it was sky-high, I am afraid that only those red-clothed elite disciples could take it out.

Hearing this sky-high price, Yang Cheng almost decided that Ling Dong was using this to make things difficult for Guan Minghua, but what made Yang Cheng puzzled was that Ling Dong set a specific time and place for the battle.

This kind of behavior of Ling Dong made Yang Cheng a little unable to see through Ling Dong.

"Five hundred pieces of medium-grade spirit crystals...... "Damn, aren't you playing with me?" Looking at the background of Ling Dong's departure, Guan Minghua was almost about to jump to scold his mother, under normal circumstances, if he beat him, he wouldn't be able to get five hundred medium-grade spirit crystals.

"Damn, fight!" When Ling's back disappeared from Guan Minghua's sight, the corners of Guan Minghua's mouth suddenly burst out with these four words, four words with a bloody smell! . ）