Chapter Seventy-One: Stratagem
"Okay, I agree to your request, and I'll see you in the ring at nine o'clock tomorrow morning. Xue Ziling said directly, and walked directly outside the house after speaking, since the purpose has been achieved, there is no purpose to continue to stay.
"Wait a minute, Senior Brother Xue, before you finish speaking, why are you in a hurry to leave?" Fan Chen said with a smile, Fan Chen heard that the qualifications of the disciples of this sect are much higher than the qualifications of the disciples of the Lower Temple, since this is the case, Fan Chen must pay enough attention to it.
"Hmm, what else does Senior Brother Fanchen have to say?" Xue Ziling stopped and said.
"It's a matter of the game, that is, the competition, so it has to be fair, people on both sides are at the same level, how can it be that the game is fair. Fan Chen said, he is confident, in the same rank, he will not lose to anyone.
"Okay, I agree. "Fan Chen is confident, Xue Ziling is also confident, as a different kind of spiritual root, he has this confidence, Luanniao cub he is bound to win, only this kind of mount is worthy of him, said, and led the rest of the people out.
Seeing everyone rushing out, Fan Chen restored the quiet system of the courtyard, "Senior Sister Xuan'er, what is the strength of that Xue Ziling." Fan Chen asked directly, since it was a competition, he naturally had to understand the opponent first.
"Hey, don't talk about this yet, let me ask you first, are you not holding back your farts in your heart, you guy looks very honest, in fact, don't be too dark inside. Feng Sanshao said.
"What? Looking at your posture, don't you believe that you are in the same rank, and you can't beat the group of people behind Xue Ziling? We only need to win two victories. Fan Chen said with a smile.
"Hehe, look at what you said, in the same rank, I will beat the group of people behind that guy, don't be too easy. Feng Sanshao said with a smile, the wind attribute spiritual root has this self-confidence.
"Look at your posture, I'm doomed to lose!" Lu Zhen said depressedly, several people have high IQs, and they instantly understood how mortal Chen's plan was, but it is undeniable that this plan is flawless.
"Xue Ziling, that guy ran into you three black-bellied guys, I can only say that they are unlucky, five high-grade elixirs, big money, I hope he won't cry when the time comes. Teng Zixuan said, after being mixed up for so long, he naturally knows the strength of Fan Chen and Feng Sanshao very well.
"Hehe, five high-grade elixirs, it's fun to think about, it's worth our fight, so now let's ask Senior Sister to give us a detailed introduction, knowing yourself and knowing that you will not be defeated in a hundred battles." Fan Chen said with a smile.
"There's no problem, I'm too happy to pit Xue Ziling, an extremely arrogant guy. Teng Zixuan happily agreed, Xue Ziling had a very bad impression in his mind, so he naturally didn't have to keep his hands in the pit.
Next, since Teng Zixuan's detailed introduction, as well as the order of everyone to play one after another, two wins in three games, the order of play is also very particular, and then wait for the arrival of tomorrow's competition.
Here, when Xue Ziling came out of the courtyard of mortal dust, over there, the news of the entire ninth branch hall about tomorrow's competition spread all over the world, and almost every disciple received the news for the first time, and in an instant, the disciple courtyard of the entire ninth branch hall was boiling, you know, the sect competition was held in less than three months, but I didn't expect that the disciples of this sect and the disciples of the branch hall collided several months in advance.
You must know that the grievances between the disciples of the branch hall and the disciples of this sect have a long history, and the disciples of this sect generally look down on the disciples of the branch hall very much because the strength of the disciples of this sect is generally stronger than the strength of the disciples of the second hall, which also causes the disciples of the branch hall to also look up to the disciples of this sect very much, but the strength is indeed inferior to the disciples of this sect.
This is because every time the disciples recruited by the sect entrance election, most of the good qualifications are transferred away by the sect, and the rest have to be divided into nine major halls, this is because of the different division of labor between this sect and the nine major halls, the branch halls are mainly composed of the army, and the sect is more like a place to train the strong, and the disciples are much more than the nine major halls combined.
This is the result that Xue Ziling wants, he not only wants to win the Luanniao cub, but also wants to establish himself in front of the disciples of the ninth branch hall, and his prestige as a disciple of this sect in front of the disciples of the branch hall, I have to say that Xue Ziling is extremely conceited.
In a blink of an eye, it was the next day, and on this day, the ring was surrounded by the crowd of onlookers early, all of whom came early, wanting to seize a good position and watch this competition.
When the news of the competition came out yesterday, the disciples of the Ninth Branch Hall were extremely dedicated to check the information of Xue Ziling and others very clearly, only to find that Xue Ziling was actually a different kind of spiritual root, and it was an earth attribute, this kind of spiritual root, but the existence of extremely strong defense, not good, today there will be a grand occasion of the wind attribute spirit root fighting the earth attribute spirit root, which is naturally extremely worth watching.
And the people who came with Xue Ziling also have extremely strong cultivation qualifications, otherwise they would not be able to enter this sect.
At nine o'clock in the morning, the people on both sides appeared in the ring on time, the crowd consciously moved out of the two roads, and at the same time the audience resounded with cheers, all of them were support for Fanchen and others, as the disciples of the Ninth Branch, of course, they had to support their own disciples at this time, and Xue Ziling and others, as disciples of the sect, had no one to support.
A trace of coldness crossed Xue Ziling's heart, you wait and see, see that I will trample the object of your support under my feet, so that you can understand the gap between the disciples of this sect and the disciples of the branch hall.
The two sides entered the venue, without the slightest nonsense, Feng Sanshao jumped directly into the ring, and shouted: "On the other side, if any of you go up, hurry up, finish the fight early, and end it early." ”
Feng Sanshao's words directly made Xue Ziling's group of people blush for a while, white for a while, this is really not to take them in their eyes, but they also learned that this Feng Sanshao who appeared out of nowhere, although he joined the Sword Sect not long ago, but he is a proper xenomorph wind attribute spirit root, he said this, he has his own capital, among them, except for Xue Ziling, it is estimated that no one is his opponent.
"I'll come. I saw that among the people around Xue Ziling, one of them jumped into the ring, "My name is Zhang Fan, please advise." ”
"Well, brother, I will be merciful. Feng Sanshao said with a smile, the person in front of him, for him, can be solved in minutes.
Offstage, Lu Zhen touched Fan Chen, and said, "Sure enough, you guessed it, the other party used an ordinary disciple to consume the alien spirit root on our side, it's really a good calculation." ”
"The stakes are so big, the other party will naturally deal with it carefully, if you lose, but you really can't afford to lose, Xue Ziling is not stupid, exchanging ordinary disciples for xenomorph spirit roots, this is undoubtedly the most cost-effective method, so we are sure to win this game." Fan Chen said with a smile, this was arranged yesterday.
Xue Ziling didn't expect that the other party would take the lead in expelling the xenomorph spirit root so consciously, completely according to his own script, without using his own strength, the remaining two, our side is not easy to take, you know, for this competition, I have made enough preparations, just waiting for Luanniao to be in the bag.
When playing a small abacus on both sides, the two people in the field have been fighting together, since the first contact, Zhang Fan has completely fallen into the disadvantage, just kidding, Feng Sanshao's speed, there are a few people who can compare, Zhang Fan can't even touch it, let alone fight.
And Feng Sanshao completely relied on speed, and even martial arts were useless, so he exhausted the opponent's spiritual power, Zhang Fan used his martial arts several times, and he was empty, and finally he was helpless and directly admitted defeat, this game, from the beginning, was doomed to this result.
The onlookers in the audience cheered, but they didn't expect that the first game would be won so smoothly, so they naturally looked extremely excited, and it was the people who defeated the disciples of this sect who were from their own halls, which was equivalent to slapping the disciples of this sect in the face, and Xue Ziling and the others didn't care too much about this.
"Senior Brother Xue, this time we went first, next time, it's your turn. When Feng Sanshao jumped down from the stage and shouted directly to the opposite side, this is the purpose of Fan Chen to let Feng Sanshao go first, in order to get the first opportunity in the next game now.
If it is, Xue Ziling goes first, then Lu Zhen will be discharged on their side, and if someone else goes first, then, it is Fan Chen who is on the field, Xue Ziling is avoiding strong collisions, and he is also avoiding, in order to win this competition, in order to win, the two sides used some small means at the same time, you know, their side directly abandoned Teng Zixuan's great combat power. Take a look at the latest chapter of "The Way of Mortal Dust" to read for free for the first time.