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When Yu Haihe heard this, he was immediately startled. Could it be that if I broke into the top twenty, would there be any other explanation for this ranking?
He was stunned for a moment, but Wen Wenluo took the opportunity to rush over and hit him with a stick. When the momentum of the eyebrow-level stick was old, he sneered, "You dare to be distracted at this time... take a stick from me!"
This stick is a bit like a sneak attack, but strictly speaking, Wen and Luo are right. If you lose your focus on the competition stage, you deserve to be responsible for all the consequences!
In fact, he had already planned this, taking advantage of the opponent's distraction to kill him. [Update]
However, Yu Haihe's recent special training was not in vain. Facing the siege of two or three wild beasts by himself has greatly improved his ability to deal with accidents.
However, despite this, he still suffered a small loss. Not only did he miss the opportunity, his single sword was almost shaken from his hand, and a strange force eroded his right arm.
This guy is making rapid progress, Yu Haihe secretly sighed, but his skills were not slow. It took him seven or eight rounds to regain the lost advantage.
Wen Wenluo's face was getting more and more ugly. He never dreamed that even though he had hit the opponent so unexpectedly, he could withstand all the attacks and showed signs of turning his defense into an attack.
Do you really want to take that step? The tip of his tongue fiddled with a pill in his mouth, and it was a little difficult to decide for a moment.
The pill is a high-quality violent pill. After taking it, the combat power can be increased by two levels, and there will be a period of weakness afterwards.
However, the family elders have said that as long as he defeats Yu Haihe, his quota as a disciple of the Yanxing Sect will be guaranteed. If there is an accident, someone will naturally go to negotiate.
But Wen and Luo really don't want to take violent pills. Taking pills of this nature will damage the foundation of the cultivator.
In other words, it was possible for him to become an immortal, but taking the Violent Pills would not only affect his cultivation speed, but also reduce his chances of becoming an immortal. Eat as little as possible.
However, if he didn't eat, he wouldn't even be able to become a disciple of the Yin Xing Sect. Let alone talk about such a distant topic as becoming an immortal.
After figuring out the cause and effect, he suddenly bit the pill in his mouth and shouted with red eyes, "Yu Haihe, it's all you who forced me... why don't you die~~"
Following this shout, he swung a few sticks desperately, which was the "Crazy Demon Stick Technique" of the Wen family. He was quite anxious at the moment, which coincided with the meaning of the stick technique.
Yu Haihe did not flinch when he saw this. He would not give up the opportunity easily. He started to attack the opponent in a orderly manner, but he was still fighting. He realized that something was wrong, why the opponent's spiritual energy was getting stronger and stronger, and...
Getting more and more irritable?
No, we can't continue fighting like this. Yu Haihe made a decisive decision. He has fought a lot with wild beasts recently. He knows that at this time, it is time to start a free fight, slowly find the opponent's weakness, and then launch a thunderous strike.
In fact, he had some doubts about whether the person named Wen had taken the Violent Pill?
He was just so suspicious, but among the onlookers, there were really not too many sharp-eyed people. Some people said with disdain, "Shameless, a fourth-level immortal takes violent pills?"
Some people even whistled, as if they were worried that the world would not be in chaos.
However, most people still looked at the seats where the Yanxing Sect and the group were sitting. This was the Yanxing Sect recruiting disciples. No matter what others said, it was useless.
According to common sense, the use of pills is not allowed in this kind of competition. Even when Yu Haihe was poisoned, he only took detoxification pills after beating the person down, especially those pills that restore Qi, which are strictly forbidden to be taken.
You can't take Qi-restoring pills, and you can't even take violent pills.
However, according to common sense, when Yu Haihe was poisoned, the opponent should have been warned, or even directly sentenced to defeat, but the disciples of the Yanxing Sect turned a blind eye.
So the reason is not important. What is important is where the person turns his elbow.
As expected, after Wen and Luo swallowed the violent pills, everyone in the Yanxing sect was busy with other things. Some were chatting, some were drinking tea, and some were looking at the competition field, but there was no reaction at all.
The guy who wields the knife looks like he's going to be in trouble! Many people have guessed the outcome.
However, the result was different from what everyone expected. After Yu Haihe swam for a while, he suddenly drew his sword and slashed into the opponent's space.
Wen Luo's short stick hit him hard. He took the violent pill and was eager to confront the opponent head-on.
A smile appeared at the corner of Yu Haihe's mouth. He simply let go and gave up the long knife. The next moment, a big gun suddenly appeared in his hand. He twisted his waist and shoulders, snapped the barrel of the gun, and directly whipped Wen Wenluo into the air.
Have to take a few steps back.
Because he had just changed his weapon, the strength of his spear was not particularly strong.
At this time, the long sword that had been knocked off made a clanging sound and fell to the edge of the competition platform.
Yu Haihe thought that he was a little inferior to the spiritual energy, but the big gun was very convenient for exerting and unloading force. He didn't believe it. If the big gun kept pumping, how long could the violent pill last?
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Wen Wenluo was so whipped by the spear that he vomited blood. He was not in pain, but in anger. He shouted angrily, "Little thief, even if you beat me, do you really think you can join the Flying Geese Sect?"
Yu Haihe turned a deaf ear. He had suffered such a loss from the beginning, so how could he take such words to heart again? A big gun made a tiger as powerful as a dragon.
Not long after, Wen Luo was slapped with several spear rods in a row, and after taking another one, he couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood. This was the time limit for the violent pill.
Yu Haihe didn't know that the time limit was up, and he wasn't even sure whether the opponent had taken the Violent Pill, so he didn't hold back at all. Seeing the opponent vomiting blood but not admitting defeat, he swung his gun and struck at him diagonally.
"How dare you, little thief!" A sharp shout came, and suddenly an extra person appeared in the field. He raised his hand and grasped the big gun, and then shook it slightly.
Yu Haihe's reaction was not unpleasant. As soon as he saw the aura of the visitor, he knew that he would never be able to cope with it. He had no choice but to pat the storage bag and grab the amulet left by his father.
The person who came here was Wen Luo's grandfather, a fourth-level spirit immortal who could barely live as an elder in the Wen family. He held a big gun and shook his hand to send a burst of dark energy. Unexpectedly, a white light flashed on the other party's hand,
Defended his attack.
However, the power of the white light to resolve it was also very limited. He raised his hand and pointed at Haihe and spoke angrily, "Your opponent is already dying and vomiting blood, but you want to kill them all. How can you be a disciple of the sect with such a vicious heart?"
"He didn't say he would admit defeat," Yu Haihe retorted angrily, "But you, old man, are not a member of the Yanxing Sect. How could you force your way into the competition and interfere?"
"You didn't say you gave up, did you?" The old man laughed ferociously, "If you give up now, I'll spare your life... Can the bullshit amulet in your hand really stop me from attacking?"
"The big bullies the small? You are so ashamed!" Yu Haihe scolded angrily, turned to look at the seat of the Yan Xing faction, raised his hand and said, "You sir, please make the decision."
People from the Yanxing Sect, you look at me and I look at you, but no one says anything.
Everyone has already known about this competition. The boy named Yu is just a casual cultivator, while the Wen family in Caisha City is not a big or small family.
If it were just this point, they would not allow the Wen family to be so rampant. After all, the Yanxing Sect still needs to be dignified.
But this matter also has the cause and effect of the Sun family in Jiuyang City, so even if it seems annoying to everyone, they can only tolerate one of the five giants in the sect, the Sun family.
After a long silence, the second-level spirit immortal who had always disliked Yu Haihe said, "It is impossible for you to join the Yanxing Sect. It is a good choice for you to retreat now and leave as soon as possible."
"This...how is this possible?" Yu Haihe had no idea that all his efforts would turn out to be water. He looked at the leader of the eighth-level spirit immortal in disbelief, "Lord Huangfu, I really didn't mean it on purpose.
Harm people."
The eighth-level spirit immortal didn't even bother to raise his eyelids, as if he hadn't heard anything. He wasn't very fond of the Sun family, but the Yu family was too shabby. As long as it was a family with a middle-level spirit immortal, he wouldn't mind presiding over it.
justice.
As for the moment, let's save it. Anyway, he is a high-level spiritual immortal, and it is normal to ignore the calls of low-level ants.
"Aren't you going to get out?" The old man of the Wen family checked Wen Luo's condition, stood up and said coldly, "If you don't want to get out, then don't leave!"
"Uncle!" Yu Haihe looked up to the sky and shouted, tears streaming down his face uncontrollably, "I know I was wrong!"
"Call me uncle? It's useless to call me ancestor!" The old man laughed ferociously, and a big hand appeared behind him and slapped him hard.
This was equivalent to killing a chicken with a knife, but he knew that the opponent had the talisman of a high-level cultivator, and he might not be able to break it unless he used a heavy hand.
"Alas," a soft sigh came, and someone suddenly appeared on the competition stage. He raised his hand and scattered the opponent's transformed hand, and then asked in a deep voice, "Haihe, where did you go wrong?"
"There is no absolute fairness in this Fenghuang world," Yu Haihe cupped his hands and bowed deeply, "My uncle's advice is right, you still have to let your strength speak for itself."
"If you don't hit the wall, you won't grow up after all." Chen Taizhong waved his hand, not looking at the old man, but looked at Yu Yu and chuckled, "Stand aside and see how my uncle uses his strength to speak...
That old guy, did I let you go?"
When the old man of the Wen family saw that his transformed big hand was slapped away by the other party, he knew that he was in trouble. When he heard that the person coming was Yu Haihe's uncle, he helped his grandson to compete in martial arts without saying a word.
Walk outside the stage.
However, he was not very afraid of the other party. After all, the Wen family also had high-level immortals, and there were also people from the Yanxing sect present. Hearing this, he turned around and said coldly, "Even if you win, what else are you going to do?"
of?"
"What else do I want?" Chen Taizhong laughed, "You are shameless and bully the younger ones, right? Do you think you are the only one with adults in your family and my nephew's family has no adults?"
"Then your Excellency, please make a clear path," the old man straightened his back and replied coldly, "I, the Wen family, are not afraid of trouble... However, now it is the Yanxing Sect that is recruiting disciples..."
"What do you two have to do? Can you go down and talk?" A man walked next to him. It was the second-level spirit immortal who didn't like Yu Haihe. He frowned and spoke calmly.