Chapter 283: Immortals and Devils Are Not Compatible Nineteen
Chapter 283 Immortals and demons are not at odds with each other. Nineteen
Author: Qingqingli acridine
Chapter 283 Immortals and demons are not at odds with each other. Nineteen
"We invite Wan Yinyin from the Tianyuan Sect to fight against Zhang Quanlin from the Three Gods Sect!"
Boom~~
The drums sound and the battle begins.
"Zhang Quanlin of the Three Gods Sect, please give me some advice from fellow Taoist."
She Yinyin also raised her hand politely and said: "Tianyuan Sect, Wan Yinyin."
The voice is as crisp as an oriole, the appearance is beautiful, and the family background is good!
Bai Fumei in the world of immortality is nothing more than this.
After seeing the ceremony, She Yinyin's expression turned cold, and she waved dozens or hundreds of small wind blades with a folding fan in her hand to face the young man in white on the opposite side.
Zhang Quanlin's weapon is a long golden sword. He deflects the small wind blades with the movement of his wrist, and holds an earth shield in his left hand.
He has the twin spiritual roots of metal and earth, one attacking and one defending, complementing each other.
In the first round, the two of them were just testing!
In the back, you come and I go back and forth, which is the real deal.
She Yinyin discovered that every time his opponent attacked her, his position was traceable, and he secretly set up a formation.
What a coincidence, she actually learned the formation technique!
Use the strategy to your advantage, and position yourself against your opponent every time.
The powerful men of various sects watching the competition from the high platform could naturally see her intentions based on their experience.
Elder Qing of the Beast Control Sect smiled appreciatively and said: "Qianhe, you are such a good girl. No wonder Elder Lu of our sect wants to abduct her back to the sect every day."
"It's really good. He has extraordinary courage. On the battlefield, he directly subverts the opponent's formation and uses it to his own advantage."
"In comparison, this disciple of the Three Gods Sect seems a bit immature and has not yet discovered Wan Yinyin's intentions!"
Although the leader of the Three Gods Sect felt a little shameless, he could only praise him a few times and asked, "I wonder who Ling Qianjin learned the art of formation from. This idea is indeed somewhat clever.
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After everyone heard this, they saw through it without saying anything, and continued to watch the battle indifferently.
Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the formation the little girl learned is somewhat advanced, and her teacher must not be simple.
The elders of the Three Gods Sect said that they were somewhat clever, but the implication was just a metaphor for being clever.
Yun Fei understood, but pretended not to understand. He just said lightly: "I have learned a little bit from the poetry master of our sect. This child is very curious about everything."
"Haha, even children are like this."
"Ling Qianjin is already very good. Unlike the rebellious son of my family, after reaching the golden elixir stage, his cultivation level is no longer good. Fortunately, he gave me a good grandson, which is of some use."
"It would be great to have an heir, Cheng Huan, at my knees, but now I am still alone!"
"It's not good to have no talent. In just a hundred years, he was still babbling when I was in retreat, but when I came out of retreat, he was already gray-haired."
So now it is discovered that the heirs have no talents, and half of them have been sent to the secular world.
Without feelings, there would be no sadness over separation between life and death.
All the powerful officials nodded with deep feeling, and then tacitly dismissed the topic.
"That disciple of the Three Gods Sect is going to lose."
Sure enough, the next moment, Zhang Quanlin was trapped by the formation he set up, and his spiritual power was imprisoned.
His face was full of shock, as if he hadn't recovered yet, "When did you arrange the formation? No... you tampered with the formation?"
Not even his master taught him how to reverse the formation...
After all, formations like this may fail depending on the orientation! What's more, it's a temporary change of formation.
Zhang Quanlin lowered his head in frustration and murmured: "Sure enough, no matter how hard I try, I can't compare to you geniuses."
No matter what he was unwilling to do, in order to become a good master, he had to stand out from the sect competition, and these people with backgrounds.
You are born with many things that others cannot ask for. Whoever you want to be your teacher is just a matter of words from your elders.
"Fellow Taoist, there is no need to belittle yourself, you are very powerful."
This is not a polite consolation. She Yinyin really feels that the young man is very powerful and is very proficient in using Lingjue. He must practice hard often.
However, Zhang Quanlin didn't appreciate her kindness and silently left the stage.
If hard work is useful, why are talents divided into three, six, and nine grades?
Why are families divided into rich and poor?
What he wants is the recognition of the powerful, not the words from his opponents, "You are very good."
She Yinyin didn't care, it was just a passerby in her long life anyway.
He turned around and ran happily to join their Tianyuan Sect team.
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"Little junior sister, you are so amazing!"
"Congratulations, senior sister."
"Congratulations, Junior Sister Wan."
With a smile on her face, She Yinyin graciously accepted everyone's congratulations, "Thank you all, and congratulations in advance to the brothers and sisters on their victory."
"Haha, let me borrow some good words from my junior sister..."
After finally dealing with the enthusiasm of her classmates, She Yinyin quickly squeezed out and pulled the stunned Mo Wang away from the competition stage.
"Huh, everyone is so enthusiastic, why do you feel more tired than a fight? Little brother, don't you think so?"
She was already accustomed to no response, so she didn't care and kept chattering about today's harvest.
"It is indeed a competition between the ten major sects. Sure enough, there is someone out there. Wen Yi from the Lingjian Sect is quite powerful. Little brother, have you noticed?
If I meet her, I may not be able to win, and I don’t know who my opponent will be tomorrow. I’m so looking forward to it! It’s a pity that dad won’t let you participate..."
After nightfall, Yunfei cooked a table of meals. The most eye-catching thing was the big sweet and sour fish in the middle.
If the disciples in the sect were to see the bluetail fish that was usually treasured as a treasure being made into human food, they would probably curse the prodigal son!
The three of them were sitting upright without moving their chopsticks, as if they were waiting for someone.
In less than a moment, a beautiful woman wearing a cool red dress leaped down from the roof.
With fair skin, flaming red lips, and careless eyebrows, if it wasn't the demon princess She Wuyi, who else could it be?
Seeing the table full of fine wine and delicacies, she couldn't help but smile, "You two, father and daughter, are really worthless. You just made it into the top 100 of a Qi training group, and now you start celebrating?"
People who say others are hopeless also consciously come to celebrate...
Yunfei smiled and said: "Even if it is a thousand names, it is the result of our hard work and is worthy of praise."
"Tsk, a loving father often loses his son."
"That's because my daughter is well-behaved and obedient. She has never been lazy and doesn't need my black face to threaten her."
"Mom, eat more sweet and sour fish. I always feel that you spoke sourly today, and you are not trying to suppress your own daughter." She Yinyin smiled playfully and gave She Wuxin a large piece of fish.
"Continue to work hard tomorrow. With your qualifications and luck, a pig can fly, so you have to live up to your expectations."
"Yeah, yeah."
She Yinyin nodded her little head crazily. How does it feel to have a strong mother and always look at her as if she is a weakling?
She felt that the demon in the Demon Palace made her mother angry again, so her mother became increasingly irritable.