It wasn't until the supervisor announced the results that Qin Tian realized that Liu Xianxin had just jumped down to stop herself from rushing into the ring.
Qin Tian subconsciously got ready, but as soon as he got up, he found that there were almost no fig leaves in front of Liu Xianxin, and he couldn't help feeling embarrassed.
In the end, Qin Tian could only take off his coat and put it on Liu Xianxin.
"Why did you jump down?" Qin Tian asked awkwardly.
And he still jumped down in that posture, not treating himself as an outsider at all.
Liu Xianxin showed a hint of shyness, lowered her head and said, "I'm going to lose anyway. If you rush to the ring, your qualifications will be cancelled."
Only then did Qin Tian realize that Liu Xianxin was thinking about herself, and he couldn't help but be moved in his heart.
"It doesn't matter if I lose, as long as you are still here, I believe you can get the first place in the palace." Liu Xianxin had high hopes for Qin Tian.
"Have you two had enough? If you have had enough, come on stage and die obediently!"
Feng Monk saw the two people hugging each other and said angrily.
I originally planned to enjoy the beautiful spring scenery, but ended up getting a big deal for Qin Tian.
After Qin Tian stood up with Liu Xianxin in his arms, he protected her behind him and looked at Feng Monk with cold eyes.
"I was just thinking about avenging Xi'er!"
"Sorry, I just received the news that today's final of the local ranking will be postponed to tomorrow."
Just when Qin Tian was about to take the stage, the supervisor stepped forward and stopped him.
"Tomorrow, why tomorrow?"
Feng Monk shouted at the supervisor with a look of reluctance.
The supervisor coldly replied, "Master Zong gave the order. If you have any objections, you can ask him."
Upon hearing the words 'Zong Guoshi', Monk Feng immediately calmed down.
"Just wait for me, I will come and take your life tomorrow!"
After saying harsh words to Qin Tian, he turned around and left.
"Let's go too."
Qin Tian hugged Liu Xianxin in his arms and turned to leave.
Liu Xianxin nestled in Qin Tian's arms, feeling an unprecedented sense of security, with a satisfied smile on her lips...
Along the way, Qin Tian held Liu Xianxin in his arms, attracting many people's attention.
Seeing the looks from passers-by, Liu Xianxin was so ashamed that she hid in Qin Tian's arms.
When they were approaching the inn, Liu Xianxin said softly with a red face, "Put me down first. I can leave by myself."
"How can that be done? You are injured and cannot move." Qin Tian refused.
"We will arrive at the inn soon. It would not be good if my master sees him like this..."
Liu Xianxin said in a voice as loud as an ant.
Qin Tian reluctantly put Liu Xianxin down and carefully supported her back to the inn.
As a result, when I arrived at Tongfu Inn, I saw Patriarch Bodhi, Fan Shiren, Fan Bingning and others waiting outside the door.
They used the Xuanguang Mirror to watch the game. When they saw Liu Xianxin being insulted by Feng Monk, Patriarch Bodhi almost had murderous intentions.
But later when he saw Qin Tian standing up for Liu Xianxin, he calmed down.
When he saw Liu Xianxin walking back with Qin Tian's support, Patriarch Bodhi smiled like an aunt.
Seeing the affectionate look between the two of them, Fan Shiren rushed forward and slapped Qin Tian's hand away, "Let go of Xi'er. Can you touch Xi'er?"
"I……"
As soon as Qin Tian said a word, Fan Shiren scolded him.
"What are you, you have the nerve to come back? What on earth do you do to make Xi'er suffer so much injustice? If I were here, I would never let that bald donkey survive today!"
"..."
Qin Tian was silent, and was speechless due to the rebuke.
He was really blaming himself now, thinking that if he had rushed up earlier, Xi'er wouldn't have been bullied like this by that damn bald donkey.
Seeing Qin Tian blaming himself for not saying anything, Liu Xianxin pushed Fan Shiren away and explained for him, "I didn't let Zhang San take action."
Fan Shiren was feeling very angry now, especially when he saw Liu Xianxin leaping towards Qin Tian. The sour smell could be clearly smelled ten miles away.
"You won't take action if you can't tell me. I think he is just afraid."
"Tomorrow is the final. It's hard to say whether he can beat Feng Seng!"
Qin Tian was poked by Fan Shiren again and looked heavy.
Indeed, without the blessing of the identity token, it would be difficult for him to defeat Phoenix Monk.
In fact, Qin Tian's own real strength is now even worse than Liu Xianxin's.
Moreover, Feng Seng did not show his full strength on the field today. Qin Tian really couldn’t think of what to do. How can we win tomorrow's game?
Fan Bingning stepped forward and said with a gloomy expression, "It's really hard for Xi'er to lose the game today. Brother, please stop saying a few words!"
Fan Bingning and Liu Xianxin were very good sisters in Haijiao, and she felt heartbroken when she saw Liu Xianxin being bullied by Feng Monk.
Seeing that Fan Shiren completely ignored Liu Xianxin and just complained about Qin Tian, he couldn't help but feel a little angry.
"I'll take you back to your room first and change your clothes."
Fan Bingning glanced at Fan Shiren, then turned around and walked into the inn with Liu Xianxin.
After Fan Bingning left with Liu Xianxin, Patriarch Bodhi looked at Fan Shiren, "Shiren, go tell the shopkeeper and ask them to prepare some food and deliver it to Xi'er later. Xi'er
I'm injured now and need some food to replenish my body."
Fan Shiren nodded, "Okay, I'll go right away."
Before leaving, he did not forget to give Qin Tian a fierce look.
Seeing that Patriarch Bodhi seemed to be deliberately trying to avoid Fan Shiren, Qin Tian asked tentatively, "Mr. Xu, do you have something to tell me?"
Patriarch Bodhi smiled and said, "Let's go back to the room first. We will continue to talk in detail when we get there."
After arriving in the room, Patriarch Bodhi closed the door, looked at Qin Tian and asked, "Zhang Xiaoyou, honestly speaking, what are your chances of winning against Phoenix Monk tomorrow?"
"Zero." Qin Tian replied truthfully.
"Haha." Ancestor Bodhi smiled heartily, stroking his beard and said, "You are very honest. I thought you would boast so much in front of me."
"If you can't win, you can't win. What's the point of lying to you?" Qin Tian spread his hands and said.
"Then what if I say, I must let you win?"
"Mr. Xu, aren't you trying to make things difficult for others? The strength that Phoenix Monk showed in the competition today is probably less than 30%. I'm going to take the lead and win?" Qin Tian curled his lips and replied.
"Then what if I have a way for you to win?" Ancestor Bodhi looked at Qin Tian meaningfully and said.
Qin Tian smiled and said, "Mr. Xu, what can you do?"
"I have a sword manual here about swordsmanship. You can read it."
Patriarch Bodhi took out a book from his storage ring and handed it to Qin Tian.
Qin Tian took the book, looked at the title and said "Jin Ping Mei?"
Patriarch Bodhi blushed, and quickly snatched the book away, and gave another book to Qin Tian, "Ahem, that old man just now was used to study Kung Fu. Don't think blindly..."
Qin Tian looked at Patriarch Bodhi with an expression that said, "I believe you are the only one who is the devil."
"Ahem!" Patriarch Bodhi coughed twice, and his expression became serious. "I have watched your competition today. Your true energy is very strong, and you are also blessed by the energy of chaos. You are considered the best among your peers.
That’s it.”
"It's just your swordsmanship... it's really hard to compliment."
Qin Tian smiled awkwardly and thought to himself, from beginning to end I was just blindly figuring out the swordsmanship by myself, so of course I couldn't get into Mr. Xu's eyes.
Patriarch Bodhi changed the topic and pointed at the sword manual in Qin Tian's hand and said, "But, I believe that with this sword skill secret book, you should be able to compete with that Phoenix monk."
"Three Happy Swords?"
Qin Tian glanced at the sword manual in his hand, and the corner of his mouth twitched. Why did he feel like he had seen this method of naming somewhere before?
"That's right." Patriarch Bodhi nodded, "As long as you can practice these three happy swords, even Wang Fu's transformation will be a surprise to you."
"real?"
With the blessing of the identity token, Wang Fu's transformation can suppress him step by step.
If he could really practice the Three Happy Swords, this Phoenix Monk might really be able to win.
"It's just..." Qin Tian scratched his head curiously and looked at Patriarch Bodhi, "Mr. Xu, didn't you use a whisk? How come there is a sword manual?"
"Um..." Patriarch Bodhi pondered for a moment, then said with a smile, "This sword manual was given to me by a good friend of mine."
"Why did you give such a powerful sword manual to me? Instead of giving it to Xi'er?" Qin Tian asked again in confusion.
"That's because this sword technique can only be used with the energy of chaos, and Xi'er does not have this condition."
"Okay, I will draw a small world for you, and you can go in and practice by yourself."
Before Qin Tian could say anything else, Ancestor Bodhi stretched out his hand to create a black hole as tall as a man and sent Qin Tian into it.
After Qin Tian entered the small world, Patriarch Bodhi looked in a certain direction and sent out a spiritual message.
"Senior Dao, I have completed what you asked me to do. Remember to treat me to two bottles of good wine afterwards!"
Mr. Dao, who was far away in the clouds, laughed loudly, "As long as Qin Tian can practice the Three Happy Swords, not to mention two bottles, two hundred bottles will be enough!"
"Then it seems I won't be able to drink tonight." Patriarch Bodhi stroked his beard and shook his head in disappointment.
"Don't talk nonsense. When I first created this set of Happy Three Swords, I had been practicing it for fifty years. He was so impressive that he mastered it in one night." Mr. Dao said.
"What?! Then my disciple can't wait for him for fifty years? Then he's not an old woman? I don't care, you have to let him train for me in these two years!"
"It's none of my business, I went to drink, I won't tell you anymore!"
"Hey, Senior Dao..."
Before Patriarch Bodhi could speak, Taoist Master cut off the transmission.
Qin Tian, who entered the small world, naturally didn't know about the conversation between Patriarch Bodhi and Mr. Tao outside.
After entering, he eagerly opened the Three Swords of Joy.
There are several cursive scripts written on it.
It took a lot of effort for Qin Tian to understand those words.
What is probably written on it is - three swords of happiness, one is happiness, two is happiness, three is happiness, do whatever you want, there is no way to win but there is a way to win, there is no woman in the heart, draw the sword and it will be natural...
Qin Tian couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth, thinking in his heart, is this really a sword manual?
When you turn the last page, will you see a certain publishing house, and then suddenly the words ‘recommended retail price of xxx yuan’ will appear?
Turning to the second page, Qin Tian breathed a sigh of relief. This sword manual was indeed a serious sword manual.
But Qin Tian couldn't understand many of the sword moves.
Qin Tian suddenly thought that the essence of the Three Happy Swords is to "do whatever you want", so it means that even if you don't practice according to the sword moves above, it should be almost the same.
You only need to cast sword moves according to the mental skills in the sword manual.
Just do it.
Qin Tian first sacrificed the Dragon Song Sword, and then silently recited the formula on the sword manual in his heart.
"Stand upright and upright, hold your hands in front of your chest..."
After the words fell, the dragon chanting sword felt the energy of chaos, and the sword slowly turned black.
Suddenly, Qin Tian felt that the power of the Dragon Sword was increasing.
With a clang, the Dragon Sword in his hand hit the ground.
Qin Tian held the Dragon's Sword with both hands and wanted to swing it, but even though he exerted all his strength, the Dragon's Sword did not move at all.
The current weight of the Dragon chanting sword must be at least about one ton, which is about the same weight as a car.
"How can I still practice swordsmanship when the sword becomes so heavy?"
Just when Qin Tian was distressed, an ethereal voice appeared in his mind.
"Use the energy of chaos well, and you can swing a boulder weighing a thousand kilograms."
This is the voice of the sword spirit.
"Use the wonton energy well?" Qin Tian wondered.
"Yes, as long as you feel the energy of chaos in your body and let it integrate with your meridians, you can maximize the energy of chaos."
"Okay, let me try!"
Qin Tian closed his eyes as instructed by the sword spirit and felt the chaotic energy in his body.
The golden energy is attached to every corner of Qin Tian's body, scattered or gathered in a chaotic manner.
Qin Tian tried to control those Qi, but they seemed disobedient.
"Try to use the mental method of sword music."
At this time, Sword Spirit issued another prompt.
"The energy, calmness, and spirit are all collected, and the heart is clear and the appearance is respectful."
Qin Tian circulated his true energy according to the mental formula, and the chaotic true energy magically began to flow according to Qin Tian's ideas.
Gradually, the energy of chaos gradually merged with all Qin Tian's meridians, and his body also began to undergo some changes.
When he opened his eyes, Qin Tian felt that the Dragon Sword in his hand was much lighter. Although it was still very heavy, he could at least barely swing it.
"When you can fully wield the Dragon Song Sword of this weight, you will also be able to understand the word 'quick' in the Three Happy Swords."
"Next, you just need to follow your heart and swing the sword as you please."
Sword Spirit reminded again.
Qin Tian clasped the Dragon Sword in his hand with both hands and used all his strength to swing it.
Ouch——
Rumble——
The Dragon Roar Sword emitted a sword energy that sounded like a dragon's roar. The sword light fell at the end of the small world, making a huge sound, and even the ground underfoot shook uncontrollably.
Qin Tian's face was filled with joy, he didn't expect the power of the dragon chanting sword to be so powerful.
Now it is just a casual wave that can have such great power. When he masters it, what will Phoenix Monk have to fear?
Qin Tian suddenly became very energetic and waved his sword as he pleased in the small world.
A sword. r> Ouch...
Another sword.
Ouch...
The small world is constantly filled with the sound of dragon roars.
…
Time passed little by little, and stars were shining brightly in the sky. It was the time for people to sleep peacefully in the dead of night, but there was one person in Yuan City who couldn't fall asleep.
In the Imperial Master's Mansion, Zong Yi sat in front of the bed and meditated.
Ever since Zong Yi saw Qin Tian bathed in golden light, he had been feeling uneasy. Even at this time, he was still meditating in front of the bed, digesting Wu Tian's power.
But for some reason, Zong Yi always felt a little uneasy, as if there was a dragon roar somewhere, causing him to be unable to concentrate.
Zong Yi couldn't help but wonder if he was possessed by that nightmare.
At this moment, there was a knock on the door.
"who?"
"Master Zong, it's me."
Listening to the sound outside the door, Zong Yi breathed a sigh of relief and walked out of bed, "Come in."
I saw a fat monk pushing open the door and walking in, with a look of wretchedness on his face.
This person is none other than Phoenix Monk!
"It's so late, Master Zong, why did you call me here?" Feng Monk asked respectfully.
Zong Yi took out a wooden box from the storage ring and placed it on the tea table in front of Feng Monk. "This is the Qianyuan Good Fortune Golden Pill. This golden pill can make your cultivation level increase dramatically in a short period of time and can help you."
Zhang San will be killed tomorrow."
It turns out that Feng Monk is the person Zong Yi arranged to kill Qin Tian in the list of local people.
Originally, Phoenix Monk was going to participate in this session of the Celestial Being Ranking and compete with the Black Lotus Holy Envoy for the top spot on the Celestial Being Ranking.
But after the registration deadline, Zong Yi found Feng Seng and asked him to change the competition area and go to the local rankings to help him kill Qin Tian.
He also promised Feng Monk that as long as he could kill Zhang San, regardless of whether he ranked first in the local rankings, he would be given the position of general and a bounty of 100 million.
Phoenix Monk took the wooden box and said, "No wonder Master Zong wants to postpone the competition to tomorrow. That's it!"
Zong Yi picked up the tea cup and took a sip of tea, and said coldly, "If nothing happens, you can leave."
"Little monk, there is something else..." Feng monk said with a flattering smile, "Um, Master Zong, when will you give me the 100 million merits you promised me before?"
"Why are you so anxious? Haven't you killed Zhang San yet?" Zong Yi was slightly dissatisfied.
"With this golden elixir and my own strength, wouldn't it be easy to kill that Zhang San?"
Feng Monk patted his chest with a confident expression on his face.
Then, he said with some embarrassment, "It's just that I just fell in love with a top guy today, little monk. As you know, raising a woman is very expensive, so I thought I'd ask you to prepay some bounty first. Anyway, the 100 million bounty will be there sooner or later."
mine……"
Zong Yi's eyes flashed with coldness and he said impatiently, "You killed Fang Fu and three others before. If I hadn't helped you spread the rumors and poured dirty water on Zhang San, I'm afraid you would have been imprisoned by the Lord of the Land.
."
Killing a contestant is a serious crime, and if caught you will be sentenced to death.
If Zong Yi hadn't helped cover it up, Feng Monk would have been accused by Pu Xiu by now.
In the end, this matter could only be settled hastily because there was no evidence.
Feng Monk nodded angrily and agreed with a dry smile, "Yes, yes, you are right, so I can't help it. That boy Fang Fu is causing trouble for me, so I can only kill him."
Zong Yi glanced at Feng Monk and took a deep breath helplessly when he saw his smiling face.
Finally, he took out a crystal card from the storage ring and slapped it on the table.
"Here is one million merit points, take it and get out."
Upon hearing this, Monk Feng looked excited and bowed to Zong Yi to thank him, "Thank you, Master Zong, thank you!"
Just when Feng Monk was about to take away the crystal card, Zong Yi held down the crystal card and said very seriously, "Remember, if Zhang San comes to find you outside the arena, you must not have any communication with him. Do you hear me?"
."
Phoenix Monk was puzzled, "Why?"
Zong Yi pondered for a moment and then said slowly, "There is a huge difference in Zhang San's competition strength over the past two days. Originally, based on Zhang San's strength yesterday, Wang Fu could easily win today."
"But since Zhang San met Wang Fu last night, Zhang San's cultivation level has increased dramatically today. I think there must be some ulterior secret in this."
"Anyway, just be careful and don't come into contact with Zhang San outside the stadium, and don't talk to him."
Monk Feng accepted the crystal card and nodded repeatedly to Zong Yi, "Don't worry, Master Zong, I will definitely keep it in mind."
"Go ahead."
Zong Yi waved his hand towards Feng Seng, signaling him to leave.
After Feng Monk left, Zong Yi's dark eyes looked in the direction of Tongfu Inn, his eyes cold.