C18 thousands of Qi Gathering Pills

"Are you provoking us, kid!"

Amongst the three of them, the biggest youth grinned and waved his fist. His meaning was very clear.

The other two youths also shook their heads in disdain.

Su Ying's eyes flashed, he suddenly became interested, and laughed: "Junior Sister Jing Ran, the disciple you have recruited, is truly arrogant. Forget it. Today, senior brother will teach him a lesson and tell him what "There's a person beyond a person, a sky beyond a sky".

Although Jing Ran's face was calm, she was overjoyed in her heart. She pretended to be angry and snorted coldly in displeasure, "Chu Yun, if you fight with him, senior sister will bet a hundred Qi Gathering Pills on you winning!"

"A hundred Qi Gathering Pills? Jing Ran, you truly gave me a huge gift! "

Hearing that, Su Ying was surprised at first, but soon after he smiled.

From his point of view, Jing Ran was obviously flustered and exasperated. She ignored everything and actually shouted out that she wanted to bet a hundred Qi Gathering Pills!

Qi Gathering Pills were the most basic cultivation pills for a martial artist. After consuming them, one would be able to increase their spirit energy by a large amount, which the sect would distribute monthly as a cultivation resource.

A core disciple like Jing Ran was able to obtain a hundred Qi Gathering Pills for cultivation every month.

To place a hundred pills in one go was equivalent to placing a month's worth of cultivation resources into it.

"Ding Meng, go and hang this trash for me to fight!"

Su Ying pointed at Chu Yun with a disdainful expression, then he changed his tone and laughed: "Junior Sister Jing Ran, if you lose, I don't need your Qi Gathering Pill, why don't you come and drink some tea with me?"

"One hundred Qi Gathering Pills just for me to accompany you in tea is laughable. If you take out a thousand, I can consider it! "

Jing Ran laughed in disdain.

"A thousand?"

Su Ying was startled, a thousand of them was about to become a year's worth of cultivation resources, and this was not a small number. Even with his status as a core disciple, if he wanted to take out a thousand pills, it would still take him a long time!

Su Ying was not an idiot, his eyes quickly flashed with suspicion as he began to carefully ponder.

Why was Jing Ran so confident, could it be that there was something special about that brat?

After thinking about it again and again, Su Ying was still unable to think of the reason for her confidence.

Others might not know of Ding Meng's battle prowess, but he knew it very well!

Ding Meng's martial spirit was very special. In addition to his large and powerful feet, his martial spirit could exert a force of several thousand Jin with a wave of his hand. It was very powerful!

Unless one had a strong Martial Spirit, it was impossible for a Martial Disciple of the same realm to be a match for Ding Meng!

This Chu Yun was not tall, was thin, and basically did not have anything worth paying attention to. If it was a bet, he had no reason to lose!

Furthermore, Jing Ran was a woman.

Women always have a good face, maybe a thousand Qi Gathering Pills is just a joke.

Thinking up to here, Su Ying nodded his head and sneered: "If I can get Junior Sister Jing Ran to accompany me to drink my tea and discuss dao, then what's a thousand Qi Gathering Pills? I'll take the risk!"

"Ding Meng, if you can't beat this kid, then scram and crawl home!"

Ding Meng was precisely the robust youth who spoke out to provoke earlier. He nodded very confidently, and laughed sinisterly: "Senior Brother Su Ying, don't worry.

Chu Yun walked over indifferently, and looked at Ding Meng.

Ding Meng was obviously impatient and released his martial soul.

His martial spirit was a gray Savage Bear with seven yellow lights coiling around it. Its tall and sturdy body gave people a feeling of oppression.

As he revealed the Tyrant Bear martial spirit, Ding Meng's body clearly expanded a lot. With a low growl, he waved his huge fist and ruthlessly smashed it towards Chu Yun.

Chu Yun's eyes were sharp like a torch, in the moment that Ding Meng brandished his fist, Chu Yun saw through his weak point.

He smiled blandly and didn't even try to dodge. Instead, he casually struck out with his palm.

"He actually dares to fight head on with Ding Meng, and he doesn't even use his martial spirit. This kid is a complete idiot!"

Seeing this, Su Ying could not help but heave a sigh of relief.

Deep down in his heart, he was still somewhat worried.

After all, in Chu Yun's realm, he was not at a disadvantage.

But now, it seemed that he was overthinking things.

"Crack!"

The two collided, but there was no expected muffled sound of explosion. There was only a crisp sound of bone breaking.

Chu Yun's figure was extremely fast, and just as Ding Meng was about to close in, he slashed his palm at the joints of Ding Meng's supporting legs.

His speed was too fast, like an instantaneous afterimage. Ding Meng did not have any chance to react before he felt his supporting legs suddenly go soft. His body could not stop the majestic force, causing him to fall down like a dog eating mud.

"Ao! Ao! Ao! Ao!"

Ding Meng hugged his legs and howled like ghosts.

Chu Yun's strength was just right, it was neither too strong nor too small.

When Ding Meng felt his legs go weak, it was already too late. He had already made his move, so he could not help but rush over. As for his kneecap, it was completely shattered by his own momentum!

Chu Yun shook his head, his lips opened slightly: "Against you, I do not even need a martial spirit, who is the true trash?"

These words were neither slow nor slow, but directly struck at the heart.

In front of the Tian Dao Sect's gate, many disciples were spectating the battle. Seeing Chu Yun subdue Ding Meng in one move, everyone's eyes lit up.

This young man was calm and had rich combat experience. Facing an attack, he was actually able to instantly make a judgement!

Seeing Ding Meng's miserable defeat, Su Ying only felt his brain buzzing, and his face suddenly became sinister.

His eyes stared straight at Chu Yun, gritting his teeth, his entire body trembling in anger.

Not only did he lose face in front of so many people, he even lost a thousand Qi Gathering Pills!

He felt aggrieved! He felt endless grievance!

"Bring it here."

Jing Ran expressionlessly stretched out her jade hand.

Su Ying was so angry that he kept cursing in his heart. No matter how silly he was, he could tell that Jing Ran was purposely tricking him!

"Isn't it just a thousand Qi Gathering Pills? Here!"

Su Ying took a deep breath, his face ashen. He reached out to his chest and took out a black bag, throwing it over.

Jing Ran reached out to catch it.

It looked to be a tramp with nothing to show for it, but it was precisely this kind of purse that truly contained a thousand Qi Gathering Pills!

Jing Ran smiled indifferently, and without holding back, she handed the bag over to Chu Yun: "This is what you have won, I'll give it to you!"

Chu Yun was a little shocked, this was a thousand Qi Gathering Pills, it was comparable to Jing Ran's cultivation resources for an entire year, how could she give it to him so generously?

Seeing Jing Ran give Chu Yun the lotus bag, Su Ying was so angry that fresh blood began to gush out of his wounds. His vision turned black, and he almost fell down to the ground.

How could he not feel the pinch from a year's worth of cultivation resources?

"Thank you, Senior Sister."

Chu Yun naturally would not reject such an advantage.

In the Chu Family, Chu Yun's monthly cultivation resources were five Qi Gathering Pills, and after a year, he only had fifty to sixty of them.

This pill contained a thousand Qi Gathering Pills, which was enough for him to use for a long time.