Chapter 139 The cabbage of the substitution competition
Feng Huan really never thought about Qing Jue's breakthrough in cultivation and whether he could beat the opponent. Anyway, he couldn't beat him even if he didn't improve. It's just that competing with Qing Jue has become a habit, and he doesn't perform martial arts every day
After being beaten on the spot, he always felt that something was missing.
In the beginning, it was just because of Jiang Ran. It was the first time that he encountered an opponent whose cultivation level was much lower than his own, but could still beat him. He felt that he had lost face for a while. In order to regain his face, he started to compete with him.
Although during this process, he never won once, the opponent's swordsmanship became more and more sophisticated. He also felt that his swordsmanship had improved during the battle, so he became more and more keen to compete with her.
So after learning that Qingjue was promoted to Golden Immortal, his first reaction was, what if she returned to Tiangong and no one would compete with him in the future? Instead, he didn't think about the possibility that the opponent's force value would skyrocket.
What does the advancement of cultivation mean? It means that the opponent has more spiritual power, stronger moves, and more brutal beatings. Although he has never won in previous competitions, he is not completely powerless to fight back. Often Qing Jue
You need to focus more on cracking his moves, and often the fight ends in a tie due to lack of spiritual power.
But now that Qingjue is already a Golden Immortal, and her cultivation level is one level higher than his own, the only one who may lack spiritual power will be himself. Feng Huan will feel pain in all the bones in his body just when he thinks about that scene.
Even Master once said that Qingjue is a rare swordsmanship genius. As an opponent, I know best that the opponent’s swordsmanship is really superb, but hitting someone is really painful. And with Qingjue’s stick
Although he has a strong temper, he has no idea what the concept of mercy is, so he tries his best every time he competes with him.
Feng Huan subconsciously touched the bruised area on his body. In the past, before his cultivation level improved, he had been beaten like this. Now that the opponent was a golden immortal, could he... still be alive?
Thinking of this, Feng Huan couldn't help but tremble. How about... he discussed with Qing Jue and changed the daily competition to every three days to give him some time to recover?
But Qing Jue will definitely despise him, right? Originally, her swordsmanship was no match for hers, but now she finds out that if he is afraid of pain, she will laugh at her for hundreds of years!
The more Feng Huan thought about it, the more entangled he became, and the more he thought about it, the more scared he became, and even his bones began to ache. He tossed and turned all night and couldn't sleep, thinking about how to be polite and graceful to Qing Jue in the martial arts field tomorrow.
He put some water in it, but after thinking about it all night, he couldn't come up with a solution, but he forgot that he had no choice but to skip the martial arts competition.
Early the next morning, Feng Huan sent a special message home and asked his father to bring him a few bottles of healing elixirs. Then he went to Qing Jue with a spirit of resignation, but he got an unexpected answer.
"Oh, we won't compete today." Qing Jue, who looked radiant, shook her head and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, Feng Huan. After yesterday's calamity, His Highness ordered me to adjust my inner breath and consolidate my cultivation throughout the night.
I forgot to inform you."
Feng Huan frowned. Surprisingly, he didn't breathe a sigh of relief after knowing that he didn't have to be beaten. Instead, he felt a little uneasy, "Why don't we compete? Maybe you look down on me!" Although his cultivation was a big level behind her, he still felt uneasy.
After all, we are in the middle stage of Xuanxian. If we work harder, we won’t be unable to catch up.
"What nonsense are you talking about!" Qingjue glared at him and said, "I took leave from Master today and left the pavilion to go to Linglan Valley. It takes two hours to go back and forth there. If I compete with you again, I won’t be able to make lunch for His Highness in time.”
"Oh..." Feng Huan glanced at her in despair and continued to ask, "Why did you suddenly go to Linglan Valley?"
"It's a martial arts contest!" she answered directly.
"What!" Feng Huan was surprised, "With whom?"
"Senior Brother Wei Xi." Qing Jue explained smoothly as he packed up his things, "After the previous Kung Fu competition, he invited me to compete with each other many times, and then we met again in Qianling City. This time I happened to break through, so We made an appointment to go to Linglan Valley for another competition."
"He...he just asked you out?" Feng Huan opened his eyes wide in disbelief, feeling angry and anxious for a moment, "You have just been promoted, and the first person you asked to fight was actually him!" Then he what to do?
"Isn't it possible?" Qing Jue glanced at him inexplicably, "Senior Brother Wei Xi is also a Golden Immortal. We have similar cultivation levels, so naturally we are the most suitable opponent."
"You... what are you suitable for? Who said you are suitable!" Feng Huan's face turned red with anger, but he couldn't find a reason to refute. After a while, he gritted his teeth angrily and said, "It doesn't work anyway, you can't go, it's better than just You can...can only compete with me!"
"Why?" Qingjue frowned a little unhappy.
Feng Huan was stunned, but his face turned even redder. He hesitated for a while before saying, "How long has he been in Jinxian? You have been in Jinxian for less than two days, and your cultivation is not stable. How can this be the same? Don't go. Got it!"
"Why is it different!" Qingjue was also yelled at by his seemingly derogatory words, and the whole cabbage exploded. "I lost the competition last time, but it doesn't mean I will do it again this time. Lose. And after adjusting my breath yesterday, even His Highness and Tianzun said that my cultivation has been stable, so don’t look down on others!"
"I..." He wanted to say that that was not what he meant, but Qing Jue was obviously irritated and pushed the person in front of him away.
"Get out of the way!" After saying that, he walked directly towards the door and walked away quickly.
"Oh, you..." Feng Huan took two steps after him, but couldn't find a reason to stop him. He could only watch the other party walk away, the fire in his heart getting stronger and stronger, and he walked around the courtyard irritably. But he couldn't calm down, and even had the urge to chase the person out and drag him back. What kind of martial arts competition, why should he compete with others, couldn't he compete?
He suddenly felt that all the mental construction he had done last night had gone to waste, and he was really angry. He stomped on the ground, snorted heavily, and muttered rather self-defeatingly, "Huh! If you don't want to compare, you won't compare." , what is Senior Brother Wei Xi, Senior Brother Wei Xi... you are an ungrateful, dissatisfied, stinky cabbage who likes the new and hates the old! I will wait here for you to come back and see how much progress you can make by competing with him? "
"How about..." Jiang Ran, who had been sitting next to him, couldn't help but said, "Come over and sit and wait?" If he steps on it again, he will trample all the green onions and garlic sprouts planted by Qing Jue in the yard. .
Feng Huan was startled, and turned around to find Jiang Ran sitting on the stone chair next to him, "Why are you here?" He blurted out, and when he glanced around, he saw Fan Chen next to him. His feet suddenly softened and he almost knelt down. "Wu... Wuchen Tianzun!"
Seeing his surprised look, Jiang Ran couldn't help but remind him, "This... seems to be my yard!"
Feng Huan was stunned for a moment, and then he remembered where he was. Qingjue was indeed brought back by Junior Sister Jiang after the disaster yesterday, and it seemed that the two of them had been sitting here for a long time. What happened just now?
No...all of them were seen.
His face instantly turned red, and he had the urge to find a crack in the ground to crawl in. He didn't care about being rude and said, "I...I'm going to the mission hall!" After saying that, he turned around and rushed out in a flash.
When I walked into the yard, it seemed like there was a ghost chasing me behind me.
"Hey..." Jiang Ran looked confused. She had agreed to wait for Xiao Baicai. She scratched her head and thought about the quarrel between the two, and said smoothly, "This Feng Huan is really. It's not like Xiao Baicai won't come back. Let's go out to compete."
It's just a martial act, why is he angry?"
Fan Chen glanced at her speechlessly: "..."
To a certain extent, she and Qing Jue are truly masters and servants, even Chi Dun is the same.
So should he thank the person who gave Ah Ran the pot of fairy wine in the first place, so that the two of them had the opportunity to express their feelings to each other?