Yi Wenxu touched Yi Wei's head, his eyes full of complexity that she couldn't understand.
"Don't ask any more questions. The Yi family was sorry for him in the past. He can hate it if he wants."
Yi Wei's eyes suddenly turned red, she looked at Yi Wenxu in aggrieved manner and growled.
"I hate it so much that you always hide everything from me!"
The person turned around and ran away angrily. Yi Wenxu, who was left behind, looked at her back and sighed deeply, with a hint of pity in his helpless eyes.
If he knew that it was because of his own existence that he left the Yi family, this would be too cruel for Yi Wei.
Knowing the truth is sometimes not a good thing.
The preliminary round of Jindan lasted for two days, followed by the four-to-one group competition.
The so-called four-to-one means that two people are randomly formed into a team. After the two teams compete, only one person can be left on the stage at most, and the remaining people will be promoted.
A team of two people can only advance to one person, which means that one person in a team will definitely be eliminated. Therefore, in addition to cooperating with teammates during the game, monks must always beware of their teammates' plots.
The rules of the competition are very loose. It only depends on who wins on the stage, and there are no restrictions on how to win.
Therefore, the most common scene in a group match is for teammates to switch sides, and the three of them work together to eliminate the strongest one on the stage first.
On this day, Tong Yan, who had not gone out for two days, finally climbed onto the viewing platform after getting Shang Xun's permission.
This time she went not to the high platform last time, but to the lower edge near the Qiankun Gate.
It was too close to the viewing platform of the God-killing Hall, and Zhao Xianji's ghastly gaze was always there, as if he was possessed by a resentful spirit. Tong Yan really didn't want to stay up there.
The competition stage nearest to her had already begun competition. When she glanced at the stage at first, she thought it was four male cultivators. When she took a closer look, she realized that there was also a female cultivator among them.
It's just that her figure was a bit burly, which led to her mistaking her at first glance.
Tong Yanhui pays attention to this place again and again because one party on the stage has rebelled. The original two versus two has become one versus three, and the person who is fighting one against three is the female nun.
At this time, the enemy was outnumbered, and the female cultivator did not show any panic. Instead, she took out a somewhat huge magical weapon full of fighting spirit, with a look on her face that she was eager to try.
However, compared to her calmness, there were people on the viewing platform who were jumping anxiously.
“It’s shameless to bully the minority by bullying the young by bullying, and bully the female by the male. You have no shame!”
Hearing such a scolding, Tong Yan almost laughed out loud and stretched his head to look at the speaker.
Sitting not far away was a man who looked like a giant mountain, easily catching her eye.
Who is this person if not Xue Zhuang?
What made Tong Yan even more amused was that because his body was so tall and strong, one person occupied the seat of two people, and no one in the back row was willing to sit in the row behind him because his view was easily blocked by him.
He was still cursing at this moment, "If you have the ability to bully girls, do you dare to fight me? I will beat you until you have teeth all over the floor."
He was a bit fierce-looking, and with the anger on his face, he had a rough and fierce look. The monks who were sitting next to him quietly changed their positions when they saw this.
After a while, the seats around Xue Zhuang became vacant.
Tong Yan stood up and walked over, sat down next to him without saying a word, and then stretched out his finger to poke the shoulder next to him.
"Fellow Daoist Xue."
Xue Zhuang was getting angry. He noticed someone sitting down next to him and didn't look at him. However, the sound as soft as a cat's whisper made him temporarily stop to feel sorry for his girl.
"Who?" He turned around and saw that it was Tong Yan, and his anger immediately turned into joy, "Fellow Taoist Tong, you are also here to watch the game."
Because the scolding suddenly turned into a surprise, and he didn't have time to control the volume, Tong Yan, who was sitting closest, suddenly realized the meaning of a loud voice.
She tilted her upper body, secretly plugged her ears, and asked, "Who were you scolding just now when you were so angry?"
When he mentioned this matter, Xue Zhuang's suppressed anger rose again, but considering that Tong Yan was beside him, he suppressed his curse words and explained, "That rabbit on the competition stage... The monk actually worked with others to deal with the little girl. I was angry for a moment.
But, so..."
Knowing that his yelling just now was heard by Tong Yan, he smiled rather embarrassedly.
Tong Yan noticed the little sister he was talking about, "You said the girl on the stage is your sister?"
Xue Zhuang nodded, "Xue Mei, little sister."
Taking a look at Xue Mei's body shape, which was not inferior to that of the men on the stage, Tong Yan thought that what she had thought at the beginning was indeed correct. Xue Mei was at least 1.8 meters tall. She would definitely be much more stylish than her current opponents if she was dressed in men's clothing.
"You didn't participate in the competition?" Tong Yan chatted with Xue Zhuang.
Xue Zhuang: "Yes, but I was kicked down in the preliminary round."
Xue Zhuang is only one step away from the golden elixir stage. It stands to reason that he will not be able to pass the preliminary round.
Tong Yan said in disbelief: "No way, it's so miserable."
Xue Zhuang also looked depressed, and said with a grimace, "The magic cultivator I met is very good at martial arts, and his magic skills are very difficult. If I can't catch him, I will lose."
The shortcomings of physical training are too obvious. As long as he is not approached, it is difficult to beat other monks with the same level of cultivation.
In fact, Xue Zhuang just had bad luck.
The two of them looked at Xue Mei on the competition stage. Because they had practiced both physical and mental skills before, they were able to advance and retreat freely when faced with the three people's melee combat or long-distance attacks.
"Do you think she has a good chance of winning?"
"My little sister can win!" Xue Zhuang said without even thinking, "She is much better than me."
Okay, facing such a confident Xue Zhuang, Tong Yan didn't say anything to hurt him.
However, Xue Mei's magic weapon is extremely interesting. It can be used to cast spells and fight in close combat. It is very suitable for people who practice both physical and mental skills. With the blessing of a suitable magic weapon, maybe she will really win.
Suddenly someone came to their place and sat down on the other side of Xue Zhuang.
Then Meng Guan propped himself up and greeted Tong Yan across the mountain of Xue Zhuang.
"My little fellow Taoist, how are you recovering from your injuries?"
"It's not a big problem." Tong Yan smiled at him.
Then Meng Gu'an said as if to himself, "That's good, it will save someone from worrying all the time."
The last half of the sentence was too vague, and Tong Yan couldn't hear it clearly. He was about to ask what he said, but Meng Gu'an had already turned to look at the competition platform.
It was probably not an important matter, so Tong Yan didn't ask him again, and then went to watch the game.
Meng Gu'an looked at the people on the stage and raised his eyebrows. The handle of the fan slightly supported his chin, "The yellow clothes on the opposite side of the little sister look familiar to me."
"Scholar, do you know them?" Xue Zhuang raised his voice a little louder, as if Meng Gu'an wanted to meet someone, and he would find someone to make a date with them later.
"Hey!" Meng Gu'an corrected, "I know one of them."
"Who do you know?" Xue Zhuang asked.
Tong Yan also turned around and waited for him to say.
"Wu Yang, the Wu family who came with Meng Changlong."
After knowing who it was, Xue Zhuang snorted, "It turns out he is from the Wu family. No wonder he is so shameless."
Tong Yan didn't answer. Firstly, he didn't know who the Wu family they were talking about was, and secondly, it was not a routine operation for teammates to surrender to the enemy during the group competition.