This person doesn't practice cultivation, but instead specializes in mental skills. Isn't this putting the cart before the horse?
"Although it is a bit off-center, it is not easy to complete the Jade Pure Realm in such a short period of time and with such a low level of cultivation. It is also my fault that my teacher has never taught you."
Daoxuan felt that he was too neglectful to guide Jiang Siming, which caused him to have no direction, so he started to practice the mental method.
Speaking of this, he still felt a little apologetic.
"Okay, that's it for now. Don't delay today's martial arts competition. Let's get started."
Daoxuan was obviously favoring Jiang Siming intentionally. Although Cangsong was not angry, he knew that there was nothing he could do about Jiang Siming for the time being.
"No matter how high your mental skills are, without the foundation of cultivation, they are just dangerous buildings built of sand. Let's see how you make a fool of yourself when you learn martial arts!"
Cangsong sneered in his heart, then turned around and told his disciples not to hold back when encountering Jiang Siming and fight with all his strength.
The Seven Meridians Martial Arts Competition officially begins.
There are more than a thousand disciples in total, and there are six arenas on the field, competing in different stages.
Jiang Siming looked at his number: [Ding You twenty-four]
It means that he is in the D-shaped ring, and it will be his turn in the twenty-fourth game, and he will also face the contestant of Dingyou twenty-four.
But Jiang Siming doesn’t know who it is yet, and it doesn’t matter whether he knows or not.
It was still early for his turn, and at this time, disciples from various branches had already appeared on the stage to compete.
Under each arena, there were crowds of disciples watching the battle.
Jiang Siming also walked off the stage and went straight to the ring where Xiaozhufeng was watching.
Xiaozhufeng's disciples are all in the A-shaped arena, because one of their famous disciples was scheduled for the first match, so they are all here to support their sisters.
There were so many beautiful female disciples standing together, which made the male disciples from other branches anxious and eager to get close to them.
But with so many people present, not every man has the confidence to go over and strike up a conversation.
Qi Hao was originally confident, but after Zhao Ling was so depressed, no one dared to go there.
However, Jiang Siming walked over like a normal person.
When the female disciples of Xiaozhu Peak saw Jiang Siming coming, they all smiled and shouted in unison: "Hello, Senior Brother~"
The male disciples were drooling with envy. Damn it, when will they get this kind of treatment?
Isn't this the highest goal a man pursues?
"Hmm~" Jiang Siming was also very impressed and joked: "It's better to go to Xiaozhufeng. I just like to listen to the voices of the junior sisters. It's not like some peaks. Whether they are disciples or masters, their voices sound like mourning. They talk to
It’s like you owe them money.”
Giggle...
The female disciples all snickered, knowing exactly which peak Jiang Siming was talking about, of course it was Longshou Peak.
However, the disciples of Longshou Peak have always been arrogant and have always been unpopular with other peak sects.
But no one has dared to say it, that is, Jiang Siming, who dared to say it so openly.
"Senior Brother, are you here to chat with us or with our junior sister?"
Wen Min asked with a smile, looking at Zhao Ling'er next to him, and he meant something.
Zhao Ling'er blushed, nudged Wen Min, and said, "Senior sister loves to make fun of me."
Jiang Siming walked over, hugged Zhao Ling'er in his arms as soon as he disagreed, and laughed loudly:
"You guys, Xiaozhufeng, are like my parents' family to me. We are all one family. It doesn't matter who we talk to, including you."
In terms of ridicule, Wen Min, a novice, was no match for Driver Jiang. A blush suddenly flew over his face and he spat: "Elder brother is not serious."
"Sister Wen, why are you blushing?"
"Oh, senior sister is shy."
"Nonsense, it's the senior sister who wants to get married."
"I'll crush your mouths and tell you to talk nonsense."
...
The female disciples of Xiaozhu Peak suddenly burst into laughter, and even Lu Xueqi couldn't help laughing.
That sweet laughter spread out and made the other male disciples hungry.
Especially when I saw that Jiang Siming had such a good relationship with them and was holding Zhao Ling'er, one of Qingyun's three most stunning beauties, in his arms, my heart was as sharp as a knife.
The seven elders and the leader Daoxuan sitting on the stage naturally saw it.
"Humph, during the martial arts competition, it's not appropriate to play and fight like this. Please be quiet!"
Cangsong gave a serious warning.
Daoxuan didn't take sides anymore, he just smiled and said: "It's okay to chat in private, don't affect other disciples who are competing."
Only now did the female disciples feel more at ease.
But I don’t know what kind of joke Jiang Siming said, which made them want to laugh but dare not laugh. They all covered their mouths to suppress their laughter. Cangsong was angry and helpless.
"Junior Sister Shui, take care of your disciples. How unbecoming is it to hang out with a male disciple like this?" Cangsong had no choice but to push the pot to Shui Yue.
Shuiyue was calm and collected, even elegantly picked up the teacup and took a sip, saying:
"Isn't it disrespectful to hang out with each other even if we have a good relationship? Senior Brother Cang is making too much of a fuss. Besides, who my Xiaozhu Peak disciples get close to is up to them. As long as they don't get close to demon sect demons, I don't care what they like.
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"Okay, let's take a good look at the martial arts competition and see what outstanding disciples there are in this Seven Meridians martial arts competition." Daoxuan also felt that Cangsong was a bit annoying, so he interrupted directly and asked Cangsong to shut up.
Below, Jiang Siming is still standing among the female disciples, with Zhao Ling'er in his arms.
The other female disciples focused on the competition on the stage, while Jiang Siming and Zhao Ling'er were whispering to each other.
"Do you miss me?"
"Well, Ling'er misses Brother Jiang so much..."
"Sneak out at night and come to my room."
"Ah? This...this is Tongtian Peak, not Xiaozhu Peak..."
Zhao Ling'er's rosy cheeks were so adorable that Jiang Siming wished he could take her away now to 'communicate' with her.
"Don't worry, I know Tongtian Peak well. There is no one where I live. You will definitely not go back today. You will all stay at Tongtian Peak. Then you just need to come out. I will wait for you outside." Jiang Si.
Ming is the big bad wolf that abducts the little rabbit.
After all, Zhao Ling'er couldn't resist the temptation of the big bad wolf and let out a hum as loud as a mosquito.
Jiang Siming immediately beamed and said that he had achieved success in practicing at night.
On the other side of the arena, Tian Linger was looking at the two of them. Seeing that Jiang Siming and Zhao Linger were so close, she couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.
Even the second senior brother He Dazhi, who was fighting on the stage, had no intention of watching.
Although Tian Buyi and Suru both told her that Jiang Siming had a sweetheart, Tian Linger just didn't listen.
Just as absent-minded as she was, there was a simple and honest young man standing next to Tian Linger.
Tian Linger was looking at Jiang Siming, but he was looking at Tian Linger.
Seeing Tian Linger's disappointed look, the honest young man felt extremely distressed.
Why does his beloved senior sister, who longs for the girl in his hands, feel sad for another man?
The honest young man hated Jiang Siming with all his heart. If Jiang Siming had not appeared, the senior sister would definitely be with him.