"Brother Bin, I'm curious, do you really disdain to step on him?"
"Of course I'm disdainful!"
Wang Bin smiled and said, "I don't have to step on him to get ahead. The reason why I step on him is not to gain face for myself, but to make him lose face in front of others!"
The eyes of everyone in the Duan Nian Sect lit up, and it seemed that something good was coming next. Lu Yong, the most outstanding genius disciple of the Yi Nian Sect, will his myth be broken today?
Wu Jiayou said excitedly: "Brother Bin, you are the first one who dares to talk to Lu Yong like this!"
"You can do it too!" Wang Bin smiled.
"Well, my strength is a bit different from his!" Wu Jia touched his head. Although he was not angry, he could only admit it directly.
"If you lose, you don't lose the battle. He can't hear you anyway. You can scold him no matter what. What are you afraid of?" Wang Bin said seductively.
"This..." Wu Jiayou suddenly felt that what Wang Bin said made sense, but he hadn't figured out how to do it yet.
"In this way, if you just call him Lu Yonggou from now on, then your momentum will rise?"
Wu Jiayou was startled: "Brother Bin, are you trying to trick me?"
"How could that happen?" Wang Bin patted Wu Jiayou on the shoulder, "Jiayou, come on!"
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In the first game, Lu Yong fought against a disciple in black. The opponent looked ugly and gave up immediately.
Lu Yong snorted and made a beheading gesture towards Wang Bin. Everyone saw clearly and were smiling as they waited for the confrontation between the two.
For most people, both Lu Yong and Wang Bin are capable of occupying a position. Lu Yong is definitely enough, and Wang Bin cannot be ignored too much.
But today's rules are different. The meaning of Yi Nian Sect seems to be to go all the way to the dark side. Those regulars who were shortlisted in the past may lose in this competition.
Because this time the competition is not only about combat power, but also about luck.
Yes, luck, it’s all about the draw!
If you draw lots well, you will be promoted. If there are no accidents, the next battle will be decided by the draw of lots.
If you keep drawing weaker opponents, you can easily make it to the final. Some disciples are even more unlucky and may not get a bye to the final.
And if the lot is not drawn well, for example, if Lu Yong, the most powerful disciple of the Yi Nian Sect, is drawn to fight Wang Bin, he will lose his qualification early. In that case, it will be bad luck.
Even if Wang Bin's strength is equal to him, in the end he will easily end up hurting both sides, directly benefiting his opponent in the next round. This is also a kind of unlucky situation.
So, luck is really important in this competition.
"Oh, it's my turn!"
Wang Bin turned a blind eye to Lu Yong's provocation, turned his head and smiled at the girls. Suddenly, he found that Xiao was missing.
"Where's Xiao?"
Cui thought for a moment and said, "Just now, she seemed to say she wanted to go back and get something!"
"Uh..." Wang Bin thought to himself, why didn't he hear it? Did he really say it? Wang Bin expressed doubts.
"Forget it, ignore her, I'm on stage!"
Wang Bin shrugged and took steps. Xiao was so powerful, even if the ancestor of the Jin family came out, she might not be able to suffer a loss.
On the other hand, Lu Yong said to someone next to him: "Do you have the confidence to knock him down?"
This person is Wang Bin's opponent this time, that is, No. 2. "That person is not strong at first glance. He was just playing tricks before. I, Qian Qi, am a great soul master!"
"Then it's up to you. If you do it, I'll give you a lot of rewards. If you lose, you know it!" Lu Yong said with a stern face. If he had said so much in one sentence in the past, he wouldn't have said so much.
Qian Qi nodded. It seemed that Lu Yong's hatred for Wang Bin was deeper than he imagined.
"Look at me!"
After saying that, Qian Qi ran to the stage, stood on top like an arrogant hero, and said to Wang Bin: "Come up!"
"Another idiot!"
Wang Bin put his hands behind his back and walked up slowly, but his eyes did not look at the money. At this moment, he was looking for Xiao's location.
Although he said he didn't care, he actually cared a lot. He looked around and couldn't find Xiao, which made him a little worried.
"Do you just look down on me so much?" Qian Qi said, pulling Wang Bin, who was looking for someone, out of his thoughts.
"If you insist on thinking so, then there's nothing I can do about it!"
Wang Bin shrugged, understanding in his heart. He didn't expect that he would be misunderstood if he found someone. Could it be such a coincidence?
However, he would not explain. Regarding such unkind words, Wang Bin would only use the strongest actions to shut them up.
"Arrogant!"
Qian Qi snorted. Since he agreed to Lu Yong, he would go all out. As one of the top fifty disciples in the Yi Nian Sect in terms of overall strength, he still had this level of confidence.
Just like Jia Ren who provoked Wang Bin yesterday, he pointed at Wang Bin and said, "Are you ready to die?"
"Dear, you should read "The Actor's Self-cultivation"!"
Wang Bin rolled his eyes, then took out the Golden Spear of God's Wrath, grabbed it in his hand, and pointed it at Qian Qi.
To be honest, Wang Bin actually wants to be like those western cowboys, make a beautiful gun n’ rose and turn around a few times to look cool...
It's just a pity that this golden gun of wrath has its own shape, but it doesn't have a wrench, so it can't meet his requirements of being cool.
"Are you good at long-range attacks?" Qian Qi said suddenly.
"You saw it yesterday!" Wang Bin smiled and didn't say much. He didn't believe Qian Qi didn't see it.
"Don't be afraid, I just want to tell you that I am also good at long-range attacks!" Qian Qi grinned.
But Wang Bin was not surprised. It should be said that most people who are good at soul power are good at long-range attacks. "So what?"
"Aren't you afraid?"
"So much nonsense!"
"Okay! Let you admire the newly drawn talisman and seal scripts I drew!" Qian Qi said, taking out a bunch of talisman seal scripts from his hand. At this moment, Wang Bin knew why he said that.
Fu Zhuan has the possibility of long-range attack, even if the opponent is just a disciple who has just stepped into the Soul Lord.
"Unfortunately, I am also good at talisman and seal writing!"
Wang Bin chuckled, put away the golden gun of divine wrath on his forehead, and instead took out a few talismans from the storage ring.
These are the cutting symbols he drew when he had free time. Of course, there were also cutting symbols specially drawn for Xiao to demonstrate.
Every time he uses the cutting technique, he needs to consume too much soul power. Of course, it cannot be wasted. Drawing it into talismans and seals is the best choice.
Even so, compared to the thousands of healing talismans and gain talismans, his cutting talismans only have a few, less than five fingers.
Although it is a bit wasteful to use it in such a small competition, it is still worth it if you can look cool.
Everyone was looking forward to the Fu Seal Master's battle. Even in the Yi Nian Sect, there were only a few Fu Seal Masters. No one expected that Wang Bin was also skilled in the art of Fu Seal.
The battle is about to break out.
However, at this moment, a beautiful shadow slipped from not far away, like a fairy descending to earth, extremely beautiful. "Wait a minute!"