Chapter 102: Trash, Come and Die
"Damn!"
Wang Lingxuan clenched his fists, his eyes were fierce, he couldn't bear to make a move, and made a decision in his heart, the next round must be, definitely, he must draw Lingyuan Sect, and then kill this Zhang Feng ruthlessly.
The rest of the disciples were also furious, but they all remembered that they couldn't take matters into the city privately, if it weren't for this, I'm afraid they would have been in a mess long ago.
Wang Lingxuan lowered his head, gritted his teeth, returned to the rest area of the arrogant immortal faction, and stood beside Cheng Mo.
Cheng Mo looked at Wang Lingxuan's gloomy face, and knew why, he heard every word that Zhang Feng of Lingyuan Sect said, but he didn't expect Wang Lingxuan to be so enduring, and he didn't even make a move to tear him apart, and he didn't say anything after patting Wang Lingxuan's shoulder.
"Sister. ”
Fang Ziyu muttered, "It's still a seventh-rate sect, it's too weak." ”
Fang Lingxi said: "You are all martial artists, as well as the advanced martial arts given by the master, and the weapons are also at the level of earth quality, of course they will be stronger than the disciples of the seventh-rate sect, but don't underestimate the enemy, there are also many martial artists among the disciples of the sixth-rate and fifth-rate sects." ”
Plainly.
In the eyes of these sects, the sect is nothing more than sending disciples to gild, the previous champions are all Lingyuan Sect without exception, but why do you want to participate in the name of the invincible, that is, to strive to enter the top ten, as long as you enter the top ten, when the sect recruits disciples in the future, it can also be said that your own sect is the top ten of the sect, so that there will be more disciples who join the sect.
"I won't take the opponent lightly, I just hope that the opponent in the next round can be stronger, so that I can verify my strength. Fang Ziyu nodded.
"Let's go back, hold one round a day, we have already competed today, so we won't waste everyone's cultivation time here. ”
Cheng Mo originally planned to let his disciples take a look more and learn combat experience, but after watching Fang Ziyu's battle, he dispelled this idea, the three martial arts, slashing love, Proud Monarch, and Zhan Yunxiao, are not so much martial arts as a kind of combat inheritance.
These three martial arts, each of which comes with the combat experience of a strong man, just watch Fang Ziyu's battle, otherwise a waste wood who has never cultivated and has never used his hands can kill people without blinking, and there is such a combat knowledge behind him.
When Cheng Mo found out this, he asked the system in his heart, and the answer given by the system was that these three martial arts were actually the inheritance of the three Daos, and every disciple of the Arrogant Immortal Sect who accepted the martial arts could comprehend the corresponding martial arts, or the Dao derived from martial arts.
Cheng Mo returned to the hotel with his disciples, and the competition of the sect competition was still going on, as for those sects that could win and those sects that lost, Cheng Mo didn't care at all, because all the same, no disciple of any sect was the opponent of the arrogant immortal sect.
On the second day, Cheng Mo took his disciples to the competition venue early.
"In yesterday's game, Zhang Feng, the core disciple of the Lingyuan Sect, also performed very strongly, not weaker than Fang Ziyu of the arrogant immortal faction, and the methods were also quite bloody!"
"All the sixth-rate and above sects have all entered the second round, and I don't know if the arrogant immortal sect can crush the opponent like yesterday. ”
Listening to the surrounding discussions, it is not surprising that the sixth-rate sects easily defeated their opponents and advanced to the second round, and the same is true for the fifth-rate sect Lingyuan Sect.
These are all expected by Cheng Mo, low-level sects, if you want to defeat high-level sects, it is very difficult, after all, it is impossible for everyone to be a dark horse.
It didn't take long for the draw of opponents to start again, Wang Lingxuan was the first to rush over, he was afraid that he would be drawn away if he went to play Lingyuanzong.
I don't know what's wrong, Wang Lingxuan moved, and Zhang Feng of Lingyuan Sect also walked up.
looked at Wang Lingxuan, and still said the two words.
Litter!
Wang Lingxuan looked at him, suppressed the restlessness in his heart, and finally gritted his teeth, did not speak, and prayed that he must draw the same number as Lingyuan Sect.
Zhang Feng of Lingyuan Sect stepped forward first, took out a card with the number 5 written on it, picked it up and shook it at Wang Lingxuan, looking very bad.
Fang Han, who was sitting upright, glanced at this Zhang Feng, then pointed his finger, and a spiritual power rushed into the lottery box, and passed the sound to Wang Lingxuan, and saw that Wang Lingxuan's face had changed, and then showed a bloodthirsty cruel smile.
Stretched out his hand and entered the lottery box, and before he grabbed it, one flew into Wang Lingxuan's hand.
Without a trace of hesitation, Wang Lingxuan took it out directly, looked at it, and sure enough, it was 5.
"Trash, come to die. ”
Wang Lingxuan went on the spot, jumped onto the competition platform with a vertical leap, grabbed the number 5 on it, and pointed at Zhang Feng.
The referee said lightly: "The competition has not started yet, please leave the competition platform." ”
"Oh!
Wang Lingxuan then remembered that the number 5 represents the fifth game, and it seems that he has to let that guy live a little longer.
With a wry smile, he took the notepad to register and returned to the rest area.
Being able to draw the Lingyuan Sect, all of this is the credit of the county guard Fang Han, the use of spiritual power in the lottery box is impenetrable, but this is also a limit, the martial king level can still be done very easily, but this is also limited to the county guard Fang Han, because he is relatively close.
Now Wang Lingxuan's mood is much better, after all, he has drawn Lingyuan Sect, and he has already begun to fantasize about how to tyrannize that annoying Zhang Feng for a while.
That picture almost made Wang Lingxuan laugh.
Cheng Mo said: "Okay, since it's the fifth game, let's take a break and watch other people's games first." ”
"Hmm. ”
The disciples put their minds on the sect that was about to appear.
It didn't take long for the first battle to begin, a contest between two seventh-rate sects.
It's a pity that the first game of the second round against the two seventh-rate sects is an alliance, and it was only a symbolic exchange, without the slightest bright spot.
The next three consecutive battles, there was not much passion, and the difference in strength was very large, all of them were seventh-rate and eight-rate sects against sixth-rate sects, there was no suspense, and the battle ended quickly.
In the fourth field, the sixth-rate sect soul casting party fought against the sixth-rate sect Sunset Mountain Villa, which attracted Cheng Mo's attention.
Because of the Spirit Casting Sect, the field that he is good at is exactly the equipment that the Proud Immortal Sect lacks at the moment.
Cheng Mo's brain began to spin, wanting to see how to befriend them, it was best to directly absorb them.
As the name of the sect is, everyone in the Spirit Casting School is a refiner, and the weapons and equipment cast are also relatively popular in Qinghai County.