At night, everything is quiet, and from the distant mountains and forests, there are bursts of shrill roars of beasts. There is no moon, and the vast land is surrounded by darkness. On Xiaochi Peak, at the moment, there are bright lights, and every majestic palace with red tiles and white walls is
, there are lights burning, emitting a hint of incense, blending with the fog at night.
"Heikui, you have performed very well these days. If you face Wang Teng in tomorrow's game, don't hold back. Give him a lesson." A man in white clothes held a sword in his hand.
The elegant cultivator said to a tall, dark-skinned man.
"Yes, Senior Brother Yunlong, Wang Teng just got into the top four by luck. I have long wanted to deal with him. Hehe, I will make him worse than death tomorrow." Na Heikui said.
At the same time, in the palaces of the other two disciples, Zhao Tengfei and Yuan Ming were also telling their subordinates Wang Yang and Liu Feng to teach Wang Teng a lesson.
"It's a miracle that that trash can make it into the top four. Many people are dissatisfied. Tomorrow I will deal with him for those people." Wang Yang is 1.8 meters tall and has a handsome face, but with a hint of arrogance on his face, he sneered.
"Senior Brother Yuan Ming, don't worry, I will make him never be able to practice again." Liu Feng played with a gleaming sharp knife in his hand, his face full of sinister cruelty.
Wang Teng didn't know at this time that he was already being remembered by so many people. It's no wonder that he, an ordinary little person, suddenly became so powerful that everyone would be jealous. Among the Xiaochi sect, someone who can become a beginner
Among the disciples, none of them had been practicing for two or three years. Wang Teng suddenly entered the top four, which made them extremely unhappy.
"Tomorrow should be a good day, hehe!" Wang Teng felt a little excited. He picked up a copy of "The Geography of the World of Zhongzhou" and read it until late at night. Then he started to feel sleepy and fell asleep as soon as he lay down on the bed.
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At the foot of the mountain east of Xiaochi Peak, there are rows of houses for female practitioners. Normally, male practitioners are prohibited from entering. However, at this time, several figures sneaked into them and detained
Lock the doors of several houses.
Soon, a few hot-dressed women with protruding fronts and backs came out of those houses, wearing Luo Yi. These women were all good-looking, and they were one of the few female disciples of the outer sect in Xiaochi Peak.
Normally in front of everyone, she is very dignified and virtuous, like a fairy.
"Senior Brother Liu, I've been waiting for you for a long time." One of the women made a sound in her mouth when she saw the man in front of her, twisted her figure coquettishly, and said with a sweet smile.
"Beauty, I miss you so much." The person who spoke, his voice sounded a bit sinister, was actually Yuan Ming's subordinate, Liu Feng.
"Congratulations to Senior Brother Liu for becoming an entry-level disciple. You must take good care of her in the future and don't forget her." After the charming woman said that, her tall and soft breasts pressed tightly towards Liu Feng. The gasping sound in her mouth became louder.
More and more urgent.
In front of several other rooms, there were also several top ten strong men who had successfully become entry-level disciples, hooking up with a group of beautiful female disciples and speaking charming words. This kind of thing is already a common practice in the Xiaochi Sect.
It’s no surprise that many of the seemingly holy female disciples will turn into witches at night. If you really want to find them, there are really not many chaste ones in the Xiaochi sect. In order to take a further step on the road of cultivation, they can only
She hooked up with a male disciple who had status.
Exquisite jade hands stretched out one after another, pulling the hungry man in front of them closer to the room. Immediately, the clothes flew around and scattered all over the floor. In the woman's boudoir that exuded a faint fragrance, there were bursts of ### sounds.
A strange smell began to blend with the aroma, making people intoxicated.
Perhaps because everyone had been in seclusion for more than a month in preparation for the competition, these top ten male disciples were all as hungry as wolves. The female disciple sitting above them had a flushed face and kept twisting her waist.
Moving up and down, a look of confusion appeared on his face.
"Humph!" From a house on the right, a woman's cold snort came. She was wearing pajamas, and her figure was like a fairy descending to earth, with curvaceous curves that seduced the soul. At this moment, she was sitting upright on a bed covered with red cloth.
On the bed, which was clean and fresh and exuded a light fragrance, although the sound of ### coming from the next room kept lingering in her ears, she turned a blind eye and had no distracting thoughts. She was running Xiaochifeng's one-level magical skills and cultivating her bones.
The candlelight shines on her face, and you can see that her beautiful and unparalleled face has no impure color at all, just like the lilies blooming in spring.
"Wang Teng, I hope you can win tomorrow." In the darkness, the woman muttered silently, her voice slowly turning from cold to soft, and there seemed to be a sweet smile on her lips.
This person is Liu Susu. She has lived in this room since she was a child. She has seen many female disciples. She has long been accustomed to hooking up with promising disciples for the sake of her future. Her room is also very simple, with two mahogany chairs.
, a rosewood table, with the door to the west and the bed to the east. It was covered with layers of red silk sheets and was cleaned very clean. On the wall in front of the bed, there was also a picture of a small river hanging on the wall.
In the wooden cabinet on one side, there are neatly placed clothes for changing clothes. Except for the red underwear, everything else is pure white.
She liked the color white very much, maybe because she didn't want to be polluted by anything in the world. However, at this moment, her heart began to feel a little confused. She wanted to go back to the past, but found that she couldn't.
In a jungle not far from Liu Susu's room, a pair of cold, lustful eyes were peeping in the dark. This person was actually Lin Yuan. He stood there for a long time, and several times he wanted to rush into Liu Susu's room.
In the room, he tried to force himself with her, but he was suppressed by another thought in his mind.
Finally, he snorted coldly, turned around and left.
"Wait until tomorrow, when Wang Teng becomes a complete waste, I will love you again. You must not be able to bear it after being lonely for so many years! Hahaha!" Lin Yuan said with a lewd smile in his heart. He wanted to possess Liu Susu, not only
Because she is very beautiful, and because she is a famous virgin of the Xiaochi sect, no one has touched her.
Last time, because Liu Susu rejected his admiration in front of everyone, he lost face. From then on, he had a grudge against her and had the intention of torturing her, which is why what happened next.
The night passed quietly and slowly in the darkness.
Early the next morning, a dense crowd gathered in front of the Tianzihao competition platform. Some disciples who arrived late could not even squeeze in and could only curse secretly in their hearts.
Elder Feng and Liu Susu, as Wang Teng's relatives and friends, have long been arranged in an excellent viewing position. They are jealous. After all, Wang Teng is now considered an entry-level disciple, and his status has been greatly improved. They cannot be neglected.
The four Wang Teng people stepped onto the competition stage one by one, and everyone's heartbeats were beating tremblingly with their footsteps. Many people began to laugh at Wang Teng again, thinking that he would definitely lose face today. Because
No matter which one of the three his opponents is, they are not easy to deal with.
Wang Yang was number 19, so it was his turn to be the first to draw lots. Everyone watched his hand slowly put his hand into the mahogany box and then slowly pulled it out. They all held their breath involuntarily.
"Number 19, Wang Yang, vs. Number 73, Liu Feng." The host's voice was as powerful as thunder, exploding in everyone's ears. One person drew lots, and everyone's game was determined.
Wang Yang was against Liu Feng, and Wang Teng was naturally against Hei Kui.
"Bah, what a bad luck. That guy Hei Kui is really unlucky." Wang Yang spat, his face a little ugly. If Wang Teng is drawn, he will definitely win, and he will naturally enter the top two.
But now, this opportunity has been taken away by Hei Kui. Liu Feng, like himself, is not a good person, and he cannot guarantee that he will definitely be able to defeat him.
"Hehehehehe! This arrangement is very good. I have long been unhappy with this guy. Although competing with him would be an insult to my level, I don't mind giving him a good lesson for you." Hei Kui's voice was strong and he started to laugh.
, on the two-meter-tall body, the strong muscles were as if they were made of fine iron, beating tremblingly.
He glanced at Wang Teng and gave him a cruel smile.
Wang Teng shook his head noncommittally, stretched out his right index finger and shook it left and right a few times.
"You dare to be so arrogant, you won't be able to cry even if you want to." Hei Kui's face darkened, and the cruel look on his face became even thicker.
Wang Yang and Liu Feng are both powerful people. They have been in the Xiaochi Sect for three or four years. After two or three years of hard training in the third level of Daoji, their strength has already reached the level of perfection. After becoming an entry-level disciple, they can also have a
That's why Zhao Tengfei and the others value him so much.
"Hehe! I can get your three low-level spiritual stones at my fingertips. Although Liu Feng is powerful, he is by no means a match for Wang Yang." In the distant attic, Zhao Tengfei and the other three were still sitting there, and Yuan Ming
Be the first to speak.
"You'd better prepare three low-grade spiritual stones! If you want to defeat Wang Yang with Liu Feng, you are just talking nonsense." Zhao Tengfei on the side sneered.
"Hehe! Your spirit stone will soon be mine. No matter who wins between Liu Feng and Wang Yang, it is inevitable that both will suffer losses. As for Hei Kui, it will be easy to defeat that useless Wang Teng. He will be the first one when the time comes.
Attribute." Yunlong played with the sword in his hand and smiled secretly in his heart.
The match between Wang Yang and Liu Feng attracted much attention, and the intensity of the match was beyond imagination. In the end, Wang Yang used a powerful skill, the sky-breaking kick, which broke Liu Feng's ribs.
Three, and Wang Yang was also pierced by Liu Feng's Liu Ye flying knife on his left shoulder, and was seriously injured.
The two ended up losing, but Liu Feng was knocked off the stage by Wang Yang due to lack of stamina and lost the game.
"Trash, what a trash, you actually lost the game." Yuan Ming, Liu Feng's supporter, couldn't help but cursed, his face turned livid.
"Oh, I'm sorry, Wang Yang won. The minor injury he suffered can be cured with just a few Juxu Pills, hehe." Zhao Tengfei said with a proud smile.
"It's normal for Liu Feng to lose. He hooked up with a female disciple last night and his energy was drained. It's weird to win the game." Yun Long said sarcastically.
"That damn thing is really worthless. But Yunlong, don't think that you can sow discord like this. Liu Feng has a bright future after becoming an entry-level disciple, and he will never lose to your black leader." Yuan Ming snorted coldly.
"Hahaha! Really? Liu Feng is defeated now. Wang Yang's injuries are not only as simple as his left shoulder, but also some internal injuries. It is impossible to defeat Hei Kui." Yunlong laughed and directly pushed Hei Kui.
Kui ignored the fact that he wanted to fight Wang Teng.
Zhao Tengfei and Yuan Ming's faces were ashen for a while. They had a premonition that the spirit stone was going to be lost. Three low-grade spirit stones were equivalent to three thousand spirit coins, which was not a small amount for these entry-level disciples.
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"Tsk, tsk, tsk! It's finally our turn, kid, loser, tremble, fear! Despair! Under the hands of me, Hei Kui, you can't even think about stepping down completely today." Hei Kui's laughter was deafening, and everyone in the audience