Chapter 142: The Contest (2)
When Misu came back from the game, he was a little angry, he originally wanted to behave better, let his sister see it, and there would be a reward at that time, but I didn't expect my sister to go, woo, doesn't my sister like her anymore?
He was about to rush to Wang Xiaoluo's residence, but found a strong fragrance coming from not far away.
Misu sniffled and ran over quickly, only to find that her grandfather was actually eating, and her sister was making cakes.
Misu drooled on the spot, rushed up and took a piece of it, and took a big bite of it.
Qingchen Ancestor originally wanted to scold him, but he actually dared to rob his things.
But after seeing that it was Misu, he didn't say anything, after all, he was still young, how could he, as a teacher, not be friendly?
Wang Xiaoluo took the time to ask: "Xiaomi, did you win?" ”
That's right, this is also Wang Xiaoluo's bad taste, Xiaomi, haha.
However, Misu naturally didn't know the meaning of millet, he ate the cake and said with a happy face: "Sister, I won, tomorrow will be my sister's competition, sister, come on, you must go with me to participate in the big competition." ”
Wang Xiaoluo's powdery fingers flicked Misu's forehead, leaving a faint white mark: "Sister will work hard." ”
After making trouble for a long time, after Wang Xiaoluo returned to his residence, he relaxed.
She had always wanted Jin Lingyu before, so the whole person was also tense, and the relationship with Misu in the past few days has been quickly good, which is also a kind of self-relaxation for her.
She always thinks that today's ancestor will behave like that for her, right?
At least now she's really not nervous at all, what should be hers is hers. If it's not hers, it's useless to force it. The Jindan monks of the top sect, how can they be easy to deal with?
It's still a bit difficult to get into the top few.
On the second day, Wang Xiaoluo got up early, and after going out, he saw Misu and the sixth senior brother, as well as several other senior brothers.
After several people converged, when they were about to go to the square, the senior brother, the second senior brother, and the third senior brother also came over.
All three of them were infant monks. Their rivalry is long over. It didn't make it to the top few, so I didn't have a chance to compare.
This time, the younger brothers and sisters below him were going to participate in the competition, and the three of them also rushed over. Cheer for your younger brothers and sisters.
A group of people went to the square in a big way.
Today's square is becoming more and more lively. After all, the competition a few days ago. A lot of people really don't look at it.
From afar, Wang Xiaoluo saw Gao Wenyuan's group of people, Gao Wenyuan and Lan were in the ranks.
saw Wang Xiaoluo appear. Gao Wenyuan shrank directly, and was even more tearful.
Wang Xiaoluo sneered, but he didn't bother to look at it.
There are a lot of people on Wang Xiaoluo's side, although Gao Wenyuan has broken through, he will not come to find trouble with Wang Xiaoluo at this time.
You must know that Wen Jiu looks a little gloomy, he doesn't have many friends, even if he has few disciples, there is only one true disciple, and then there is Gao Wenyuan, a registered disciple.
Wen Jiu's true disciple disdained to be with Gao Wenyuan, so when he came to the square, naturally Gao Wenyuan was the only one who walked alone.
And Gao Wenyuan saw that Gao Wenyuan was alone, so he proposed that he and Lan come together to cheer for him.
Gao Wenyuan thought that this was understandable, and after asking Wen Jiu for instructions, he brought the two of them over.
After all, these two people are his relatives, and it is understandable to bring them to see when he competes.
Gao Wenyuan watched Wang Xiao fall among the crowds, and she hated it in her heart, why wasn't she standing next to those outstanding men?
Lan looked at Gao Wenyuan, who was a little hideous, and showed a sneer, but she lowered her head before laughing, so no one noticed her smile.
Poor Gao Wenyuan has always thought that his sister is well-behaved and sensible, but he doesn't know that his sister is the best at pretending, the most selfish, mean, and very good at causing trouble.
It didn't take long for the competition to begin.
Gao Wenyuan secretly prayed in his heart, he must let him and Wang Xiaoluo meet, and then how good it would be for him to clean her up here.
Before the competition, everyone grabbed a number, and the upper and lower numbers faced off, and then competed in the order before and after.
Wang Xiaoluo is the seventy-one, and she has to compete with the seventy-two, a total of thirty rings, and she will not start until the second batch.
The competition of Brother Jindan is about to open the formation, and it will not be good if the wave hits the people under the ring.
The competition of these people is still quite exciting, Wang Xiaoluo's eyes lit up, and he felt that after watching these, it was still more valuable for reference.
After an hour, all the competitions in the ring were over.
After some of the broken rings are repaired, the second batch of contestants will be on the field.
Wang Xiaoluo took a deep breath and went directly to the ring marked six, she looked at it and found that a man also flew up.
Wang Xiaoluo took a deep breath and directly sacrificed the best bow and arrow.
The other party also sacrificed a golden abacus.
The elder began, and both sides moved.
Wang Xiaoluo ran the Five Spirits, flew in mid-air, and shot out directly with an arrow.
The opponent's speed was obviously slower, after all, it would take some time to cast a spell.
Seeing that the arrow had already been shot, the opponent's golden abacus directly emitted a golden light, blocking him in front of him.
The man was still brewing his spell, ready to defeat Wang Xiaoluo with one blow.
It's just the first layer of Jindan, but Wang Xiaoluo's reputation is very big, so the man is not ready to give Wang Xiaoluo a chance, and decides to use a big move to put down Wang Xiaoluo.
But who would have thought that when he felt that he was about to take the last step, a turquoise arrow had already appeared in his back.
He felt the pressure from his back instantly.
This competition, it is very clear, if you can not hurt people, you can't hurt people, of course, spell swordsmanship has no eyes, and you can't control it, but there is no way.
If the man forcibly wanted to continue to release the spell, then Wang Xiaoluo's arrow would not stop behind the man's back.
Such a competition may be a little unfair, after all, the arrow may have injured the man, and the man may be fine, and there is still a chance to fight back.
But this competition of the Qingshen Sect is not a life-and-death struggle between the two, and it is already okay to get to this point.
The man was a little bitter, he was a fourth-layer Jindan, he actually lost like this, and the loss was not clear, he obviously used his magic weapon to block the arrow, why did the arrow still appear in his back?
After the man admitted defeat, he returned to his brother, only to know that the arrow would actually turn, and when the man was preparing his spell wholeheartedly, Wang Xiaoluo's arrow had already flown to the rear.
Wang Xiaoluo won very easily, and she felt a little inexplicable.
But when she got to the ring, when the senior brother congratulated her, he reminded her: "Xiaoluo, you won once, don't take it lightly, the opponent just now was your luck, and that person was a little obsessed with doing things, so you easily succeeded and replaced someone else, but it was not so easy." ”
When Wang Xiaoluo heard this, he also understood a little, and after thanking the senior brother with a busy smile, he continued to watch the game. (To be continued.) )