Chapter 110: Provocation or Drama
Yi Xueyao frowned, and asked with a look of surprise: "You use the word also, are you also unable to awaken the martial soul bloodline?" ā
The two glanced at each other, and they both saw the helplessness in each other's eyes, martial artists can't awaken the bloodline of martial souls, and most people can't cultivate for a lifetime, even if they can cultivate in the future, they can't go too far. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
However, the two freaks in front of him have cultivated step by step without awakening the bloodline of the martial soul, and Hu Yue, who is at least the weakest in terms of strength, is already at the first level of the Huagang realm, and Yi Xueyao's cultivation is unpredictable, and the realm cultivation must be very high.
"It's really sympathy, if we have the opportunity, we can discuss and exchange our cultivation experience, after all, the cultivation experience of other disciples is useless to us." Yi Xueyao took the initiative to exchange and discuss more.
Hu Yue didn't object, nodded and agreed.
"By the way, if you don't go up to test it, every disciple has to test it anyway, go up and finish the test early and worry about it early, so as not to be uncomfortable all the time." Yi Xueyao persuaded.
Hu Yue shrugged his shoulders and said helplessly: "I'm afraid of becoming a big joke on the first day of the Holy Feiyun Pavilion, this kind of infamy has been borne by me in Shuangyue City for many years, and I don't want to continue to carry this embarrassing title in the Holy Feiyun Pavilion." ā
"Cultivation waste!"
Hu Yue's teeth are sour when he thinks about it, he will definitely not be able to awaken the bloodline of the martial soul, he has tested it before, and even the energy of red is not as good, it is very thin, and it is also with a red and yellow color.
This stalk is estimated to be with him for the rest of his life.
The ugly girl's astonishing scene test shocked all the disciples present, and after a while, Liu Qing calmed down his inner fluctuations and continued to preside over the next disciple test.
"Next ......"
One after another, there were disciples who continued to go up to test, and everyone clapped their hands on the fairy spirit stone, and the color streamer and flickering light of each fairy spirit stone were different, which showed that these disciples of the Holy Feiyun Pavilion had an ordinary cultivation physique too common.
Martial soul bloodline and cultivation physique, the two can be regarded as talented only if they are only advanced in martial soul bloodline, but the cultivation physique is average, and the combat effectiveness shown will be greatly weakened.
This is also why, in the world of Qi Lin Dao before, Lin Zhongtang seemed to be a sixth-level martial soul bloodline Heavenly Star Tiger, and his cultivation was even the first level of the Transformation Gang Realm, but the combat effectiveness he displayed was always disappointing.
The disciples near the high platform of Yanwu Square have basically finished the test, and from time to time new disciples come closer, and the line has been long, but the speed of the test is also very fast, and when it comes to the back, Liu Qing urges those disciples to move faster, one after another, go up and slap and then they are bombarded down.
There are really too few talented disciples, if she finds that the martial soul bloodline is advanced, or the cultivation physique is slightly higher, she will say a few more words, and the others will be the same.
This made Hu Yue even more unconfident in his heart, after all, if he was the first male disciple in the history of the Holy Feiyun Pavilion and the apprentice of the Pavilion Master of the Holy Feiyun Pavilion, at this level, how embarrassing it was.
"But the more you drag it out for testing, the more embarrassing it will be."
Hu Yue suddenly found that there were many more female disciples in Yanwu Square, and it was a coincidence that several young disciples of the Sword Spirit Sect who had visited before also came to Yanwu Square to join in the fun.
"Senior brother, this Saint Feiyun Pavilion is not as powerful as I imagined, I have seen more than a dozen, and the martial soul bloodline and cultivation physique of these disciples are too poor, I am afraid that among the disciples of our Sword Spirit Sect, they can casually pick out so many talented disciples."
There was a group of onlookers standing behind the crowd, it was easy to see from their clothing, and at this time, another wave of people approached in the distance, and it seemed that it was not difficult to guess that it was the disciples of the Moon Worship Sect.
"Keep your voice quiet, and don't look at what kind of place this is, so you need to bother with your tongue." A slightly older one scolded the person who was talking next to him.
"Yes, Senior Sister." The man shrunk his neck, not daring to refute.
But this kind of remark was still heard by some disciples of the Holy Feiyun Pavilion, and they all glared at it.
How could the people on the side of the Moon Worship Holy See let go of this opportunity to fall into the ground, and said with some taste of watching the show: "It's just that you can brag, if you have the ability, you can go up to the high platform and test it to see if it's really that powerful." ā
Obviously, these two forces have a lot of open and secret battles, otherwise, why did the sixth son of the front foot Pope Bai Wuxian just arrived at the Holy Feiyun Pavilion, and the wind of the Sword Spirit Sect on the back foot rushed over.
"Hmph, I want you to take care of it, the master didn't speak, what are you yelling about, what are you doing so dedicated." The people from the Sword Spirit Sect responded.
"Boy, what are you talking about, looking for a fight." The disciples of the Moon Worship Sect were not happy, and they dared to scold them for being a watchdog of the Holy Feiyun Pavilion.
"What, are you going to challenge our Sword Spirit Sect?" A disciple of the Sword Spirit Sect did not show weakness and said coldly.
"Haha, is the Sword Spirit Sect very powerful? Challenge...... This word is also too much to overestimate ourselves, and in the eyes of us at the Lunatic See, it is a matter of fingertips to abuse you. One of the disciples of the Moon Worship Sect smiled slightly.
"Hit your sister...... You, if you are really shameless and arrogant, since this is the case, then let me understand it and see if the kung fu under my hands is the same as my mouth...... It's the same, cheap. The man's tone was stunned, and he sneered in a strange voice.
Seeing that the two groups of people were about to fight, an indifferent voice suddenly shouted: "Presumptuous, this is the Holy Feiyun Pavilion, if you want to fight, let me roll down the mountain to fight." ā
Liu Qing could see clearly on the high platform, for this kind of unprovoked troublemaker, she decisively stopped it, although she didn't have a good impression of the people on both sides, but after all, this is the Holy Feiyun Pavilion, and the undocumented wind is not allowed to spread to the Holy Feiyun Pavilion.
This is due to the nature of the Holy Feiyun Pavilion, which does not like to fight, and does not want the war under the mountain to spread to the top of Xianxia Peak.
The people of the Sword Spirit Sect also stopped their actions when they saw Liu Qing speak, and the people of the Moon Worship Sect were also not arrogant, but they would not stop there.
A young man walked out and said respectfully to Liu Qing on the high platform: "Senior, we are waiting to request the use of fairy spirit stones for testing, since martial arts are not allowed here, then change to Wendou, He Zhengfeng, do you dare to take it?" ā
He Zhengfeng was a disciple of the Sword Spirit Sect, and he was the one who wanted to fight him just now.
He Zhengfeng's expression perked, he was drunk by Liu Qing just now, and he couldn't teach that Zhang Wenhua a lesson, he was very unwilling in his heart, and now the other party proposed to have a literary fight with him, and said coldly: "Accompany me at any time, what kind of fighting method do you want?" ā
The people of the Saint Feiyun Pavilion in the field saw that the two groups of people were still fighting, and they also wanted to see what tricks these people could play.
Liu Qing thought for a moment, nodded and agreed to their request.
"The competition is very simple, we each have three people, each of us will go to the fairy spirit stone to test it, whose martial soul bloodline and cultivation physique level are high, two wins in three games, do you dare to take it?"
Zhang Wenhua's words immediately made the people of the Sword Spirit Sect and the Holy Feiyun Pavilion interested, after all, the martial soul bloodline may be able to see the high ground in the battle, but the cultivation of physique, this kind of too internal thing, only the martial artist himself knows, even in the battle, it is difficult to judge, you need to use a test artifact like the fairy spirit stone to judge the level.
"Hehe, is it better to compare your cultivation talent with our Sword Spirit Sect? I'm not afraid to tell you right now that the Lunatic Church is simply weak. He Zhengfeng sneered.
Zhang Wenhua snorted: "Which is stronger and which is weaker, you will only know if you compare it, but our people from the Moon Worship Sect will not make a move at will, and there is no point in fighting without a lottery." ā
"Are you scared? If you want a lottery, I'm afraid you're so poor that you will be scumbag, let's talk about it, what kind of jackpot do you want? He Zhengfeng sneered.