In Taohuawu outside Shuanglu City, half of the number of disciples was eliminated after the first round of the competition. The winner would then draw lots.
This time it's not very friendly.
Because in the first draw, the beginning of foundation building versus the beginning of foundation building, the middle of foundation building versus the middle of foundation building, and the back of foundation building versus the back of foundation building. After half of the people were missing, they were directly mixed together and drawn. The four friends were all at the beginning of foundation building.
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This time Leng Ruo took the first place and came on stage beautifully. First of all, her appearance attracted a wave of fans. She faced off against a disciple from Jiucang Mountain. Under the fierce attack of her opponent's violent storm, Leng Ruo was as light as a butterfly and as cold as ice.
He won the victory without much effort and spread his reputation.
Shuanghua was extremely happy.
The second one was Xiao Yu, who faced a disciple from the Changji Sect. The male disciple was colder and harder than the sword in his hand. If it weren’t for Elder Shitou’s special training and Elder Yao’s Xiaozao, Xiao Yu would have been
He will definitely lose. It looks like he is only one step ahead of his opponent, but in fact he didn’t try his best.
He came down and said to his friends: "Sword cultivators are too difficult to deal with. If they are cultivating sword intent and sword heart, we can just run away without fighting."
Forcibly training oneself to become a sword is something that humans do?
The third one is Jin Xin. His opponent is a female disciple of the Hehuan Sect, in the late stage of foundation building. The opponent is covered in gold and jade, wearing a jingle, and has a fragrant aroma. She comes up to the ring to cover her face with a small ball fan, and giggles at Jin Xin.
Jin Xin was still in love, so he naturally couldn't think about it. After being laughed at inexplicably, he took the initiative to attack. After three moves, he realized that something was wrong. His speed and spiritual power were three points slower than usual.
Lin Yin in the stands had already seen the result and sighed with a smile: "This kid still needs to practice."
In the ring, Jin Xin's head also started to become confused, and he lost the game unsurprisingly.
Xiao Tuan slapped him, and Jin Xin suddenly woke up, but it was too late. He blushed and left the stage in shame.
Discouraged: “I don’t even know what’s going on.”
Hu Nuan: "Is it an illusion?"
Leng Ruo: "It's a charm technique." He thought to himself, no wonder Jin Xin was defeated, it was the first time for them to see charm skills at their age.
It seems that I will have to do more homework when I go back.
Two of the three people won and one lost. Hu Nuan felt that he had a heavy responsibility. He counted the talisman he drew and felt that he still had a good chance of winning.
Then, she met people from Tangli Library.
Everyone in Tangli Library is dressed like a scholar. Hu Nuan's opponent is wearing a green bamboo-colored scholar's robe. His hair is neatly arranged, with a simple bamboo hairpin inserted. He has red lips and white teeth and is smiling.
"Junior sister, please come first." Duan said in a gentlemanly manner.
Hu Nuan thanked him and threw out the ice sealing talisman, and the opposite arena immediately turned into ice and snow.
The man was surprised for a moment, then rejoiced. The ice and snow did not freeze him, but made his figure even more outstanding. A pen flew out, held in his hand, and slithered like a dragon, and ice-colored characters flew towards Hu Nuan.
It's also an ice spirit root.
Hu Nuan took a step back, and the characters immediately surrounded her. Looking carefully, she found that they were not characters, but sentences of articles. Some of them she had learned, and some she had never seen before.
The scholar brother kindly reminded: "Junior sister, here are all half-sentences and half-sentences. You use your spiritual power to connect the previous and next sentences. If you connect a successful sentence, you can eliminate one sentence."
Well, this is a formation.
Hu Nuan was covered with words up and down, left, right and front, surrounding her so tightly that she could not see the outside scene.
A burst of spiritual power hit it, and instead of breaking it, the words absorbed the spiritual power and became thicker.
After several blows, it was still not broken. It was obvious that this formation was more advanced and unfamiliar than the ones she had been exposed to before.
Unable to break through, looking for the formation eye but unable to find it, Hu Nuan stared at the words flying around and silently held a Sky Thunder Bead in his hand.
The Heavenly Thunder Bead is more powerful than the Five Thunder Talisman. If you throw it, it will definitely break the formation. Anyway, you will not be hurt because you have the protective treasure.
but--
Not worth it.
Hu Nuan put away the Thunder Bead and raised his hand: "I admit defeat."
Give up?
The referee beside the ring and the scholar opposite looked over at the same time: If you think about it again, you won’t even have half a stick of incense.
The scholar looked at the referee, a little at a loss, and the referee nodded to him.
The scholar drew his brush upside down and retracted the calligraphy array. Hu Nuan stood there calmly and calmly, but looked at him with a very accusatory look.
Being accused by such a pair of clean and ignorant eyes, the scholar felt inexplicably guilty.
Referee: "Are you sure you admit defeat? No more struggling? Or a bluff?"
Hu Nuan: "Very sure."
The referee's eyes showed the meaning of "really disappointing" and announced that the disciples of Tangli Bookstore were the winners.
Hu Nuan stepped down from the stage. Although her defeat was disgraceful, she was very calm. She was so calm that her friends felt that comforting her was an insult.
Qiao Yu was so angry in the stands that he didn't want to speak. When Lin Yin and Di Yuan laughed at him, he felt that they were looking for trouble.
When Hu Nuan and the others came over, he would look at the ring without moving his eyes.
This is angry.
Hu Nuan suddenly felt aggrieved, ran over in a few steps, hugged his arm, and buried her face in his sleeves.
The air pressure is low. Is this sad?
Qiao Yu shook his arms: "Sit down and talk."
Hu Nuan raised his face, his eyes were red and there were tears on his eyelashes.
Qiao Yuxin said, after all, the child has grown up, and he feels bad when he loses, because he feels that he loses face. How about a few words of comfort, he won the first time, and he loses when he loses the second time.
Then I heard Hu Nuan say: "It's all my fault, Master. Those poems and articles didn't teach me, so I couldn't break the formation."
A mouthful of old blood was stuck in his throat.
This evil disciple, this evil disciple, I will be pissed to death by you sooner or later.
Qiao Yu gritted his teeth: "You don't like reading——"
Hu Nuan buried her face again. Before burying her face, she grinned and shed tears.
Qiao Yu couldn't curse anymore, so he could only blame others: "A good cultivator can write or memorize poems, but he doesn't do his job properly."
His face was ugly, and he said it to Hu Nuan. From a distance, he looked like his training disciple.
The scholar who defeated Hu Nuan had been paying attention to Hu Nuan. Hu Nuan and the others walked to the stands, and he followed them from a distance. At first, he was curious whether the female disciple really didn't care, but he saw someone walking towards a black man.
A man with a cold face and whole body appeared in front of him, and then he seemed to be crying? The master actually disciplined his disciples harshly in public.
I felt bad for a moment because I blamed myself for showing off the unique character array of their library as soon as I came up. The female disciple was so childish that she looked like she was practicing for the first time, so she definitely didn’t recognize her. If I had upheld the style of a gentleman, how could I do it?
She should be given a few times so that she doesn't lose too badly.
Now that she was reprimanded by her master, wouldn't it be her own fault that caused others to suffer?
The scholar immediately had an idea and went to find his master to apologize.
His master was funny: "She is the loser. What's your fault?"
The scholar said sternly: "The ten major sects are connected by the same spirit. The purpose of the competition between disciples is to learn from each other. I am too focused on winning and losing, and I have lost my sense of proportion."
His master nodded and said, "In that case, I will take you over to make amends."
The master and the apprentice came in all directions, and Qiao Yu recognized the scholar, and his bad mood became even worse. Why, he had already won, and he came here to add insult to injury?
In the eyes of the scholar, he was known as the evil master. He looked at Hu Nuan with infinite sympathy, who still buried his face.
Qiao Yu was furious: He really came to beat up the drowned dog!
Wait, why do I call my apprentice a dog? It’s all because of the influence of Hu Qing and Hu Huahua!
