"Then the senior brothers and sisters who won the sect competition this time, are they all going to the Earth Demon Cave?" Zitong asked. The sect competition of the Onion Deaf Sword Sect has been going on for more than ten days, Zitong is small, this matter is too early for her, so she didn't take it to heart, this will think about it, I feel that this sect competition may not be simple.

Tingmei took a sip of porridge with chopsticks pickled cucumbers, nodded vigorously and said, "Yes, this sect competition is to warm up for the senior brothers and sisters who are about to enter the Earth Demon Cave, the top fifty have prizes, especially the top ten, it is said that there are offensive spirit equipment rewards, and the top three can each get a spirit bead." ”

Zitong heard that the top three still had spirit beads to obtain, scooped a spoonful of red date porridge and swallowed it, and sucked saliva by the way. Lingzhu, gold, when she grows up, she must have one to play with.

"It's the top 10 today, right?"

"Well, do you want to go and see it? If we want to see it, we have to go over and occupy a seat after eating, and if it's late, we don't have a good seat, so we can't see clearly. ”

"If you want to go, then let's eat quickly." Zitong nodded again and again, waved the spoon, and sped up the pace of eating.

After breakfast, Father Lin went to rest, Zitong took a bag of snacks, and pulled Tingmei to occupy a seat in the arena.

The arena of the Onion Deaf Sword Sect is circular, with the ring of the competition at the center low, and the surrounding seats are divided into three levels.

Although Zitong and they rushed over after eating, there was no place on the first floor of the spectators, and it seems that there are many people who are interested in this game, which is also an entertainment activity?

Tingmei chose a seat on the second floor with his back to the sun, and Zitong spread the handkerchief on the stone platform. Then he sat down on a handkerchief, took out a pocket for snacks and pulled it to find something to eat.

Tingmei frowned and looked at Zitong, as if she was very dissatisfied with her style. "You just had breakfast, and you're snacking again, be careful to become a fat man."

Zitong said indifferently, "No, when I officially grow my body now, I won't get fat no matter how much I eat." ”

Zitong pulled out a paper bag from a pile of snacks, and inside was Lin's father's special fish bone crispy. It is made from the backbone of the fish in the mountain stream behind the Cuihui Valley, and the whole root is grilled, which is very chewy and can supplement calcium.

Azusa handed a packet of fish bone crisps to Tingmei. Tingmei took it and opened the paper bag, and when she saw that it was a crispy fish bone, she immediately smiled and picked up a stick and chewed it. Zitong rolled her eyes, a small sample. You're not a joy to eat. It is said that Zitong and Tingmei have to practice every day. The amount of food is naturally much larger than that of ordinary children, and Father Lin and Mother Lin have added nutrients to them, making them much stronger than ordinary children.

After a while, there were more and more people in the arena, Tingmei looked left and right, and saw a group of young people coming over, turning around and returning the food to Zitong, "Senior brother is here." I'll go over and say hello to them, you've got your seat. ”

Zitong nodded. waved his hand and signaled Tingmei to leave with confidence.

Around the central ring, people carried tables and chairs out one after another, and the closest place to the ring in that circle was specially set up for the elder-level figures in the faction, and the disciples who participated in today's competition were also preparing one after another.

Zitong was stretching out her head to look at the ring, and suddenly heard someone calling her behind her, turned her head to look behind her, and saw the person behind her, Zitong couldn't help but twitch the corners of her mouth.

"Hey, Ye Zitong, why do you occupy such a large area by yourself, hurry up and get out of the way, the three of us have to sit." The girl standing behind Zitong shouted arrogantly.

This girl's name is Ye Meiling, and she is followed by two male babies, these three babies, like Zitong, are all family members and children of the Green Deaf Sword Sect. Zitong and Ye Meiling are also childhood sweethearts, they grew up together, but for some reason, the two just don't like each other, and they have been in love since they were sensible.

Zitong directly gave Ye Meiling a roll of the eyes, took out something from the snack bag with her right hand, and quickly stretched it out to Ye Meiling. Its movements were fast, and when Ye Meiling and the two boys behind her reacted, Zitong had already stopped at Ye Meiling's neck with an object in her hand.

Zitong snorted coldly at Ye Meiling, "Ye Meiling, if I am holding a sword in my hand, you will already have a head on your head at this time, although what I am holding in my hand now is only a fishbone, but if this fishbone has thorns, as long as I scratch your delicate cheeks, this bone spur may cut through your face, and then your 'flower-like' face will leave a scar." ”

Ye Meiling was trembling with anger from Zitong, but she didn't dare to move, for fear that the fishbone in Zitong's hand would really cut her cheek, "You, Laipi, you sneak attack." ”

Zitong pursed his lips disdainfully, "It's clear that you yourself are not good at it, your reaction is slow, your subordinates are defeated, and you haven't won once." ”

The eyes of the two male babies behind Ye Meiling floated around, obviously looking around for a helper, Zitong was too lazy to talk to them, snorted twice, pointed to the seat next to him with his left hand and said, "This son is Brother Tingmei, do you really want to rob it?" ”

When Ye Meiling heard Tingmei's name, her little face suddenly flushed, and she said after a long time, "" Since it's Brother Tingmei's seat, I'll give it to you. With a wave of her hand, Ye Meiling turned around and left with the two boys behind her.

Zitong sighed in her heart, this Ye Meiling is really interesting to Brother Tingmei, what an old child. Zitong looked up to the sky and shook his head.

Suddenly, a burst of laughter erupted from behind Zitong, and a big hand landed on her head and pinched her balls.

Zitong looked at the person behind him dissatisfied, "Senior Brother Sanba, you are engaged in a sneak attack." ”

The man behind Zitong, who she called Senior Brother Sanba, looked at Zitong's little face wrinkled, and laughed again, he was standing next to him just now, and saw all the things between Zitong and Ye Meiling in his eyes, thinking of the picture just now, the man bent his waist with laughter.

Think about it, how funny it is to think of a six-year-old girl holding a fish bone and righteously threatening another girl.

This thirty-eighth senior brother's name is Qiongqiong, and he is the thirty-eighth disciple of the head of the family. Qiongqiong's talent is amazing, she is only in her early twenties, and her swordsmanship has been ranked among the top ten of the Onion Deaf Sword Sect. It is said that when Qiongqiong was a teenager, Lin's father once instructed him in swordsmanship, and he was very close to the Lin family.

This Qiongqiong seems to like Zitong very much and often teases her, but Zitong knows that this 38 senior brother loves her very much. In Zitong's heart. Qiongqiong is half of her elder, and she respects her very much, but she can't help but deliberately call Qiongqiong the thirty-eighth senior brother. Although no one else could hear the sarcasm.

Qiongqiong strode and sat next to Zitong, Zitong frowned and moved her buttocks, "Senior Brother Sanba, why are you here, don't you have to compete today?" ”

Qiongqiong's eyes darkened, and she shook her head, "No." I didn't participate in this year's competition. ”

"Then you're not going to the Earth Demon Cave this year?" Azusa asked curiously.

"No, no."

"Senior Brother Sanba, Tianying Grass is a fruit every fifteen years, don't you want to eat Tianying Fruit to be a fairy?" Zitong was very surprised. Qiongqiong didn't seem to yearn for the Heavenly Infant Fruit, this was the first time she had seen a mortal who was not interested in the Heavenly Infant Fruit.

Qiongqiong's eyes suddenly became a little melancholy, as if she had endless sorrow, "Be a fairy." Is it really good to be a god? Mortals think about cultivating immortals. But I don't know how many monks just want to be ordinary people. ”

Zitong looked at Qiongqiong who had become deeper suspiciously, and felt that Qiongqiong seemed to be different at this moment, as if she had changed a person. Zitong shook her head, it seems that she still doesn't know enough about this person who cultivates **.

Qiongqiong was in a trance for a while, then regained her true colors, took out a bag of snacks from Zitong's hand, opened it and ate it by herself.

Tingmei came back after visiting the other senior brothers, and when she saw Qiongqiong beside her, she sat on the other side of Qiongqiong. "Senior Brother Sanba, Senior Brother, they have taken a seat in the first row. Do you want to go to their side? ”

There are a few disciples in charge of the sect who act a little arrogantly, and they are also a bit domineering. For example, the senior brother and his gang came late but grabbed a seat in the first row from someone else.

Qiongqiong stretched out his head to look down and shook his head, he didn't seem to have much contact with the other senior brothers, and outside of the Lin family, he never saw him close to anyone.

Zitong tilted his head to listen to Tingmei and Senior Brother Sanba, who were commenting on the senior brothers and sisters participating in the competition in the field.

It is said that Tingmei worshiped under the head of the door last year, ranking seventy-nine, and in two years it will be Zitong's turn to apprentice, according to Father Lin, she will most likely worship the head of the family as a teacher, I don't know if the ranking is still within the hundred when it is her turn.

The ring has been set up, and all the participants in the competition have arrived and are waiting for the start. When the hour came, the head of the door took the stage to speak, followed by the great elder to speak, and then the head of the door rang the opening gong, and the game began.

The people who came to the stage in the first two games didn't know Zitong, and the two groups of people played decently, nothing special to see.

As soon as the people in the third group came on the stage, Zitong stared at the people on the stage with wide eyes, for fear of missing a detail, and even Tingmei and Senior Brother Sanba stopped chatting and stared intently at the stage.

One of these people is Tingmei's forty-eighth senior brother Lu Fei, and the other is Senior Brother Chen, who is under Elder Liu.

Senior Brother Lu Fei held a long sword in his hand, and Senior Brother Chen used a two-handed short sword. Lu Chen and the two went back and forth on the court for a few rounds, and the two of them had their own strengths, and it was difficult to distinguish for a while.

After more than a dozen rounds, Lu Fei's face sank, he took out a light talisman from his arms, tore off the seal on the back, and slapped the spirit tool on the sword.

Gradually, Senior Brother Chen was a little overwhelmed, and the two short swords were a little difficult to block, and he was almost hit by Lu Fei's long sword several times.

The atmosphere on the field became more and more solemn, and the audience outside the stadium sweated for Senior Brother Chen.

It was the first time for Zitong to see others use the spirit tool, and it turned out that the unused spirit tool had a seal attached to the back, and only after the seal was removed would the spirit tool take effect.

Chapter 5: Clever Use

Just when everyone thought that Senior Brother Chen had lost, Senior Brother Chen suddenly turned over and jumped out, distanced himself from Lu Fei, and quickly took out a light talisman from his arms, removed the seal, and slapped it on his leg.

Zitong asked in surprise, "The spirit tool can be used on people?" ”

Joan Jon sighed, "The same spirit tool, different uses will get different effects, both of them use light talismans, one is used on the sword, and the other is used on their own body, look carefully, what will be the difference, the basic skills of the two of them are equal, it is difficult to distinguish the winner from the loser, only the person who uses the spirit tool skillfully can win." ”

As soon as Senior Brother Chen's light talisman came out, the ring shape really changed again, and under the effect of the light talisman, Senior Brother Chen's body style was greatly improved, and he moved around like a shadow.

In the ring, Lu Fei's swordsmanship was light, Senior Brother Chen's body technique was exquisite, and the two were evenly matched, and they had fought each other for more than 100 rounds.

However, the time dragged on, and everyone saw the difference, Senior Brother Chen was affected by the light talisman, his body consumption was not large, and he dodged quickly, and Lu Fei's sword was difficult to enter his body. However, Lu Fei's situation here is not very good, the light talisman is attached to the sword, which only reduces the weight of the sword, although the arm is light, but the footwork on his legs cannot catch up with Senior Brother Chen, and the body consumption is more than Senior Brother Chen.

After dozens of rounds passed, Lu Fei gradually fell behind, and the shape on the field turned into Senior Brother Chen's fierce attack, and Lu Fei's difficult defense. I saw a virtual flash in Senior Brother Chen's right hand, the short sword fell on Lu Fei's long sword, and with a turn of the wrist of his left hand, the short sword turned around and slashed under Lu Fei's armpit.

When the two separated again, a big hole fell on the placket of Lu Fei's armpit, and this time the winner was decided. The elder stepped forward to announce Senior Brother Chen's victory, and thunderous applause rang out from the audience.

Zitong also raised two small hands, and the clapping sound, kung fu is really not only physical work, but also mental work.

The next group of people on the field also used spirit tools, and it seems that those who can enter the top ten have a bit of family background, although Zitong doesn't know how much money a spirit tool is, but after all, it is a monk's thing, and it will definitely not be cheap.

There was a group of people who had a red flame talisman attached to the sword, and the sword body was wrapped in a layer of flame, and the whole sword seemed to be burning. His opponent had a frost charm attached to his sword, and the entire sword was covered in a thin layer of ice. The battle between ice and fire was originally very interesting, but it was a pity that the person who used the fire sword was accidentally burned to his clothes by the sparks inspired by the sword, and finally he moved a stone and hit his own foot and lost in his own hands.

That's how it was. Zitong was dumbfounded, but Senior Brother Sanba sneered, "This is the difference between mortals using spirit tools and monks using rune seals, monks use their own spiritual power to drive rune seals and manipulate rune seals, mortals can use spirit tools but can't manipulate spirit tools." When mortals have more power than they can control, it is not easy to play with fire**. ”

Zitong tilted his head as if he didn't understand and looked at Senior Brother Sanba's unfathomable face, Senior Brother Sanba was really a master.

Before Zitong could ask Senior Brother Sanba carefully, another group of people came on the field. The situation of this group was one-sided from the beginning, and the one who had the advantage was a senior sister who seemed to have a phantom note on her sword. Every time she swung her sword, there was a wave of sound from the sword, which seemed to have the effect of ecstasy to the human ear.

Her opponent was quickly defeated by a wave of Boeonic attacks and conceded defeat. It's just that this sonic attack is not aimed at a specific person, and the entire people in the vicinity of the playing field are affected. (To be continued......)