Chapter Eighty-Four: The Battle with the Palace Spirit
Yesterday, there was already a knockout match between the disciples of the palace gate. She knew before that there was only one disciple in the Heavenly Spirit Palace, so she could naturally take a shortcut. She doesn't mind some gossip, she'll let those who chew gossip all day long know, what the hell is she?
Today, she was fighting against Gong Ling, and she hadn't forgotten the resentful gaze when this woman looked at her last time. That time Xu Qingqing wanted to kill her, there must be something to do with this woman behind it.
And the cultivation she exposed outside was only in the Qi refining period. The person who arranged this competition asked a Qi training period to fight against a foundation building period, and it seems that she is sure that she will lose? This time, the main purpose is to vent the anger of the woman Gong Ling, angry that she can become the only disciple of the Venerable, and I want to teach her a good lesson.
Even though she had Rong Yi standing behind her, the lord of the First Palace, she still didn't let those people take it seriously.
Does everyone use her as a bun?
An Yiran covered his mouth and smiled, a hint of scheming and ruthlessness flashed in his eyes.
As soon as the hour arrived, An Yiran calmly and generously stepped onto the stage of martial arts, and the palace spirit looked like a fairy, looking so comfortable.
Before, everyone was shocked when they saw the list of games, why would there be a match between the Qi refining period and the foundation building period? The arrangement of this roster of competitions caused a stir in the rendering in an instant. Everyone is afraid that if they are also arranged to fight with a foundation building period, then do they still have to play?
Later, the ruling elder of the competition stood up, that is, Gong Ling's father, Gong Chengbo, and explained that this time the battle between the Qi Refining Period and the Foundation Building Period would be arranged, mainly because His Holiness had recruited new female disciples. The Heavenly Spirit Palace also has the only disciple, not to mention, this time the Infighting Heavenly Spirit Palace also participated. Although there will be some gap in cultivation between the two, considering that there is only one disciple in the Heavenly Spirit Palace, it will not be decided whether to eliminate them based on the situation of this competition.
If Uncle Shi loses this game, she can still continue to participate in this infighting, and it will not stop there.
When everyone understood what this meant, they instantly felt very unfair. Just because he is the only disciple of the Heavenly Spirit Palace, he can never be eliminated. Why? This is simply unfair to those of them who are diligent in their cultivation.
Gong Chengbo sneered in his heart, he just wanted to make everyone disgusted with this little uncle. Since there is a resentment among the people, it will be regarded as the abdication of His Holiness in the future. Then it was not so easy for this female disciple to climb to the position of the palace master naturally.
An Yiran naturally didn't know that Gong Chengbo's inner thoughts would be so absurd, and he actually wanted Gong Ling to take over the position of the future Sect Master of the Holy Spirit Palace, where did he get so much courage.
Rong Yi is now in the infancy stage, and his lifespan is thousands of years.
Can that palace spirit live that long?
At this moment, An Yiran came to power. Gong Ling smiled at her kindly: "Uncle Junior, I am in the foundation building period, and you are in the qi refining period." I know that cultivation is to suppress you, if you don't admit defeat, I'll let you make three moves. ”
Everyone in the audience also knew that this An Yiran was bound to lose, and they had some affection for Gong Ling, a person who usually existed like a kaolin flower, and was so kind today. Looking at An Yiran's gaze was all kinds of envy, jealousy and hatred, just because he was a disciple of the Venerable. Even if you lose, it's okay.
The people in the foundation building period have given you face like this, and you still directly admit defeat. That's what more than half of the people who watched the game.
An Yiran glanced at the group of people in the audience with contempt, waste wood is always waste wood, even if it is another hundred years, nothing will change.
looked at Gong Ling indifferently and said, "Senior sister is probably too proud." ”
An Yiran took off the bracelet hanging on his hand, and his momentum skyrocketed to the foundation building period in an instant.
The momentum of the foundation building period also pressed towards the people in all directions around him, and that strong and violent coercion belonged to such a weaker girl, and that momentum, Gong Ling also felt a tremble.
She didn't expect that this little girl was actually at the same level as herself. Madness flashed in her eyes, after this competition, even if An Yiran lost, then no one dared to say anything to her. 12-year-old foundation building period. What a genius that is. Gong Ling's ability to reach the foundation building stage before the age of 30 is almost at the level of a peerless genius.
I just thought she was a threat before, but now I have to get rid of her.
A hint of sinister poison flashed in her pretty eyes.
Gong Ling looked very surprised and said: "Senior sister is worthy of being the apprentice of the Venerable, and it is the foundation building period at such an age, what a genius." ”
An Yiran tilted his head and said, "What are you doing talking nonsense while standing on the competition platform, let's just start fighting." The tone was a little impatient.
The group of gossiping people just now were shocked by An Yiran's momentum during the foundation building period, and the aura in the dantian surged. For the sake of them being the same door, An Yiran restrained his momentum in time. Otherwise, these people will be shaken by the coercion of the foundation building period. The last time Gong Ling unleashed coercion on An Yiran without any scruples, it meant destroying her foundation.
If you don't repay this kind of deep revenge, it won't be safe.
"Since my junior sister is at the same level as me, I'm not welcome."
Gong Ling showed a gentle smile, and in the next second, a purple-black whip was thrown fiercely like An Yiran. An Yiran deftly flashed the whip.
The whip fell to the ground, and the stone slab on the ground shattered in an instant, and the stones flew everywhere.
Another whip flew towards An Yiran with a strong force. Fighting a 12-year-old girl is already a little bad in terms of reputation, and Gong Ling originally had a winning attitude to teach her a lesson. But now that she's lost, there's no end to it.
The attack is getting more and more ruthless.
Gong Ling's face was as pale as ice, even if she was making such a ruthless move, she was very calm and calm, and that kind of indifference like ice, like a fairy-like expression was also one of the reasons why she could be held so high by everyone.
Gong Ling chuckled and said, "Senior sister, you don't want to hide all the time." "In just a moment, the shadow of the braid began to change. The people below thought that Gong Ling was throwing more than a dozen braids at the same time, and these braids almost occupied this small martial arts platform, making it almost impossible for people to hide.
"Then I hope Senior Sister can make some effective attacks." With a smile on his face, An Yiran looked like a naughty child, deftly dodging the braids thrown from various directions, and his body rolled into various incredible arcs in the air. It's like a feather fluttering messily in the air.
Gong Ling is a golden fire twin spirit root, and An Yiran also knows that the real attack has not yet begun.
Hearing this, countless flames flew towards An Yiran in the next second, and the burning sensation seemed to be able to burn the air, and the red light was a little inexplicable on An Yiran's face.
Braids and fireballs bombarded in turn, even though An Yiran practiced the speed exercise "Divine Journey for a Thousand Miles", there were still some that couldn't resist. (To be continued.) )