Chapter Eighty-Six: This Man... It's a monster

Shen Xianxun jumped out of the ring, everyone was dumbfounded, consciously gave way to him, and retreated one after another.

The brothers and sisters of the treatment team ran to the ring, and in a hurry, bandaged the wounds of Nalan Tidal and carried them down the ring.

"Senior brother, I'm sorry, I broke your sword," Shen Xianxun looked sorry,

"It's okay," the person in charge waved his hand, it doesn't matter, a sword that can't be used, it's worth it in exchange for such a wonderful competition.

Although he was a little distressed, he definitely couldn't say it directly.

And it's been a long time since I've seen such a wonderful duel in the big competition of the beginner disciple sect, it's very enjoyable,

The party said that it didn't matter, Shen Xianxun was not hypocritical, nodded and walked out of the crowd.

Shen Xianxun walked away, Ma Zhuochen chuckled, swallowed his saliva, and said in his heart, "This person is so powerful, I should stay away when I see it in the future, it's too perverted,"

"Ma Shao...... I... Have we provoked him before..."Ma Zhuochen's younger brother trembled.

Shen Xianxun's performance in the big competition of the sect did not know how many amazing and brilliant people had overshadowed the light.

Skill is overwhelming.

"Fart!" Ma Zhuochen slapped his little brother on the head, "Why don't I remember, you guys are special, Lao Tzu asked you not to mess with him, get out,"

"But......" The little brother covered his face aggrievedly, and just wanted to say that you didn't let us trouble him.

"Go aside, don't bother Lao Tzu. Ma Zhuochen pushed the passers-by who blocked his way and squeezed out the crowd.

"Ma Shao, Ma Shao, you wait for our ......" The three younger brothers hurriedly followed.

Shen Xianxun walked straight to the outside of the tent of the treatment team.

There are nearly forty of them.

There was a faint wail in a few of the tents.

If the injury is serious, it will be carried directly over, and then put a name on the door, and the door will be closed so that others can prevent others from disturbing it, so that the injured can concentrate on treating the wounded, and second, they can rest well.

Shen Xian found an empty tent, walked in, and sat on the wooden bed.

The members of the healing team are inside,

"What kind of injury, where is the injury?" Seeing Shen Xianxun coming in by himself, Senior Brother Healer asked kindly.

Shen Xianxun rolled up his cuffs, and there were large bruises on the elbow joints of his hands.

It was left behind when he was fighting Nalan Tidal Iron Fist in the ring, and it was swollen to the size of an arm.

"There's a bruise on my hand, I'm in trouble,"

"Give me your hand. "That's human.

Shen Xianxun stretched out his hand,

A ball of cyan spiritual power was born in the man's hand, caressing Shen Xianxun's bruise.

"You bruise...... The arm is so swollen that it was hit with a stick?"

The bruise-purple arm was swollen all over the place.

"Well, I was knocked when the sect was in a big competition," Shen Xianxun didn't bother to explain, and followed his thoughts.

The cyan spiritual power flowed into the bruises, and the red and swollen arms felt cool, and the speed at which the bruises were visible to the naked eye dissipated.

After almost sixty breaths of treatment, the swelling on his right arm subsided.

"Come, give me the other hand. The man put down Shen Xianxun's right hand and stared at his left hand.

"Hmm. ”

Sixty breaths,

The bruise on the other arm recovered.

"Okay," the man put down Shen Xianxun's left hand and said, "I've cured you, be careful when fighting, the sect is more than your own people, you don't need to fight like this, don't blame the senior brother for being verbose, you are lucky this time, it's just swollen and injured, what should you do next time people don't use sticks and swords, you say yes." ”

"Thanks for the reminder, I'll pay attention, let's go. Shen Xian thanked him and got up and walked out of the ring.

The results of the major rings in the back are almost all out, and each ring has a first place.

Shen Xianxun is in this ring, the first place is meaningless, no one dares to be unconvinced, and later matched him to surrender directly, and he didn't bother to go on stage.

His perversion is obvious to all.

In the two-day sect competition, which people were promoted to the outer sect and which people were eliminated from Sunset Valley, the quota came out.

The next thing to be selected is the top five in the sect competition.

All the disciples of the sect who ranked first in the ring competed one-on-one according to the method of drawing lots.

Of course, if you have confidence in yourself, you can challenge multiple ring masters at one time, win double the honor, and lose the ranking will be in the back row.

The audience under the ring shrank again, and the number of people was more than half.

The people who left had similar ideas, anyway, my quota had already been set, and I was still standing here watching what they were doing, so it was better to go back early to rest, or do the task.

The people in charge each stood on the side wall of the ring.

Holding a bundle of wooden signs in his hand.

Vaguely visible with words on it,

The wooden cards were thrown to a high place, and the leaders of each ring gathered together to infuse spiritual power into the pile of wooden cards in the air.

Colorful aura engulfed more than a dozen wooden plaques.

One person clapped a palm.

syllable

The wooden sign falls to the ring.

Fifteen wooden tiles, each falling in seven rings.

"Look at how there are three wooden cards in that ring,"

Hearing someone shout, the crowd turned their heads to look at the place he was pointing.

"It's really,"

"Seven rings, fifteen competition places, no matter how you distribute it, there will be three people in the ring. ”

Shen Xianxun also looked in the direction they said.

It's true,

Xu Shen, Shen Xianxun, Tang Chuan, the three of them are in the same ring.

Three wooden plaques are attached to the side wall of the ring, and each wooden plaque casts a virtual shadow.

Xu Shen, the silhouette of a lean man, with a bunch of sword shadows floating behind him.

Shen Xianxun, wearing a flowing robe, turned his back on the long sword, and a large handful of dirt floated around his body.

Tang Chuan, listening to the name is a man, but the result is a girl, with a delicate figure, a sword in her hand, and a water pattern on her feet.

The phantom visualizes the body shape of the contestants, the use of weapons, and the main exercises.

"This Tang Chuan turned out to be a female streamer, tsk. One smacked his tongue.

"Which of you lost to the?"

"These two people are miserable," someone said.

"Which two?" asked one.

"Xu Shen and Tang Chuan, they are on Shen Xianxun, and some of them have suffered. ”

"Are you messing with me, you've beaten two by yourself? Listen to your braggart here. ”

"Hmph," the man was questioned, and he was not happy at the time.

"Let me tell you, this Shen Xianxun is our ring, I saw him fight with my own eyes, the two brothers and sisters of Nalan Chaoxi know, right?"

"Yes," replied the questioner.

"Isn't that, who doesn't know. ”

The reputation of the two siblings of Nalan Tide is like thunder among the beginner disciples.

Children of the royal family, geniuses in the sky, handsome men and beautiful women, with profound heritage, a large number of labels represent these two figures.

"The two brothers and sisters of Nalan Tide used a secret method to fight him, but they couldn't beat him, the two brothers and sisters were beaten and vomited blood, and now they are still lying in the treatment team, this Shen Xianxun is a monster ......"

"............" The man who questioned him before was speechless.

There are also those who don't believe it and think it's too exaggerated.