Chen Hai has always been practicing hard behind closed doors, and there are only a few people who have interacted with him.
Although he didn't recognize any of the people who had gathered in the valley and looked strange to them all, he felt that there was something very interesting about wandering among the crowd and listening to their discussions.
"Brother, which hall are you from? It looks a bit strange. Are you also here to participate in the sect competition?"
A thin and frail young man, with swollen eyes and carrying a large wooden box on his back, approached him and approached him.
"I am just an outer disciple. I have not been in the Bloodthirsty Sect for a long time. You don't know me. This is normal!" Chen Hai stopped, looked at the young man in front of him, and responded with a smile.
Showing courtesy for nothing is a traitor or a thief. This is a true saying summed up by the ancients.
The thin young man in front of me must have a certain purpose in deliberately approaching him.
However, Chen Hai didn't take it to heart.
After all, in the face of absolute strength, any conspiracy and conspiracy will be crushed in an instant.
He came here with a certain playful intention. He wanted to see what the thin young man in front of him had planned when he came to chat with him!
"Outer disciple? That's it!"
Hearing Chen Hai's response, the thin young man grinned and continued: "My name is Zhang Biao, and I am an inner disciple. You can call me Senior Brother Zhang."
"If I'm not wrong, you came to the great competition place in the valley to see the world, right?"
"There is a certain chance of sect geniuses getting those twenty places. I have the information here. Do you want to buy a copy for reference?"
While he was talking, the guy opened the wooden box he was carrying and took out a thick stack of pamphlets.
Before Chen Hai could speak, he had already begun to introduce himself: "This is the ten-year period. It records the detailed information of the ten elite disciples who have the opportunity to compete for the top three. You only need one hundred spirit coins.
You can take it home.”
"This is the twenty-year period, the thirty-year period...these books are all at the same price, one hundred spirit coins each."
"If you want all the books, I can give you a discount. You can take them all for only five hundred spirit coins."
After introducing the pamphlet in his hand, the thin young man Zhang Biao looked mysterious. He came close to Chen Hai and deliberately lowered his voice and said: "Also, let me tell you another secret."
"Did you see a group of people gathering in the northwest corner? Let me tell you, there are a few senior brothers who are opening the market there."
"Among the many disciples participating in the competition, if you are optimistic about someone, you can directly place your bet there."
"If you are really lucky and can bet on a big upset with extremely high odds, you can definitely become rich overnight and never have to worry about training resources again."
While saying this, Zhang Biao also deliberately patted the pamphlets in his hand.
After all, if Chen Hai really wants to make a bet or two, then these booklets must be important reference materials, almost indispensable.
"There's no need to place bets or anything like that, but just give me a complete set of these booklets in your hands!"…
After listening to Zhang Biao's words, Chen Hai nodded. He took out five hundred spirit coins and handed them over to him.
This little spiritual coin is definitely nothing to him.
He was indeed somewhat interested in the information in the brochure, so naturally he would not be stingy about spending a small amount of money to browse through the things recorded in the brochure.
"Get out of the way, don't block the road!"
"It's you again, Zhang Biao? Who asked you to sell information to make money without our permission?"
A shout suddenly sounded, and not far away, a young man in white, waving his folding fan gently, was slowly walking towards this side, surrounded by a group of people.
Seeing Zhang Biao, the young man in white froze and stopped.
Putting away the folding fan, he pointed lightly towards where Chen Hai and Zhang Biao were.
Immediately after, the gangsters surrounding the young man in white came over and kicked Zhang Biao to the ground. Then, they snatched the pamphlet from Zhang Biao's hand, along with the wooden box he was carrying.
Burn the fire cleanly.
"Everyone, private fights are strictly prohibited within the sect. Don't you think it's a bit too much to attack fellow sects directly in the sect competition?"
Holding his head, Zhang Biao huddled on the ground like a dead dog.
Chen Hai on the side couldn't stand it, pointed at the people who had just taken action, and asked sternly.
"What? Do you have any objections?"
"Repaying debts is a matter of course. Zhang Biao owes us one hundred thousand spiritual coins. Just burning his book and kicking him is relatively light!"
"If you want to help him, you have to pay back the money first!"
Chen Hai didn't speak, and no one cared about him. As soon as he opened his mouth, several people who had just returned to the young man in white all looked at him.
One of the scarred-faced young men even rolled his eyes with disdain on his face. He looked at Chen Hai for a few times and spit on the ground.
"Boy, I remember you!"
The young man in white in the middle looked aloof and contemptuous, his eyes passing over Chen Hai.
"Let's go, today's sect competition, try to cause me as little trouble as possible!" Then, he greeted a few people around him, and the group of people walked towards the valley leisurely.
Seeing them leaving, Chen Hai frowned slightly, but after hesitating for a while, he didn't say anything more!
After all, he had no friendship with Zhang Biao at all. He just bought a few pamphlets from him. There was no need to help him stand out.
Besides, today's bloodthirsty sect competition can be regarded as selecting a registered disciple for himself. On such an occasion, he doesn't want to cause anything out of control.
"Junior brother, I'm sorry for causing trouble to you!"
"You can't afford to offend these people. You heard what Shang Yunfeng said just now when he left!"
"You should leave quickly before they can figure out your identity, otherwise, you will suffer the consequences in the future!"
Zhang Biao, who was shrinking on the ground, stood up again. He looked apologetic, sighed, and consoled Chen Hai.
"What? Those people are very powerful?"
"I can't stand what they did, so I just said something to them. Are they planning to retaliate against me afterwards?"
Shrugging indifferently, Chen Hai smiled softly and responded.
"Among the books I just sold you, one of the books ranked first is that young man in white, Shang Yunfeng. Do you think he is powerful or not?"
Rolling his eyes, Zhang Biao continued: "All eighteen of our Zhang family died in his hands, and I am the only one who is still alive."
"The enmity between me and him is irreconcilable and there will never be any possibility of reconciliation."
"Originally, I changed my name and joined the Bloodthirsty Sect. I wanted to learn my skills before thinking about revenge."
"It's a pity that not long after I was promoted to inner disciple, Shang Yunfeng found out my identity."
"Due to the sect's rules, although he did not dare to kill me directly within the mountain gate, he always made things difficult for me."
"But this is my private matter and has nothing to do with you. Listen to my advice and leave as soon as possible!"
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Looking at Chen Hai in front of him, Zhang Biao continued to persuade him with sincerity. This chapter has been completed!