Chapter 115: Sabre Rattling

Seeing that Qin Ping seemed to be going to participate in this round of competition for places, Meng Mao's eyes flashed, and his seemingly listless face glanced at Qin Ping, and a coldness was revealed.

Qin Ping also felt Meng Mao's eyes, looked back at each other, smiled slightly, and didn't say anything.

At this moment, Meng Mao snorted lightly, strode towards Qin Ping, snorted coldly, and whispered softly: "I advise you to give up the competition for this round of places, otherwise even if you get the places in this round, I won't let you have your life to climb the Heavenly Steps of the Temple." ”

Meng Mao, who had always been smiling, was in vain at this moment for his younger brother's place, and his voice turned cold in vain, making Qin Ping also turn his head to look at him unexpectedly.

Qin Ping frowned, and replied in a cold voice: "Your brother has already exposed his realm strength under the competition with me before, even if I don't participate in this competition, do you think others will not participate?"

"You don't have to worry about this, as long as you give up this competition, I won't be embarrassed by you. The Meng cat chewed on the dog's tail grass, and his words were mixed with a threatening charm.

"Don't be ignorant, how can Brother Qin be afraid of you!" Chu Yu said angrily when he saw Meng Mao threatening like this.

"Then try!" Meng Mao replied with a slight lift of her neck.

"Brother Meng, although I don't like your threat, and I'm not afraid of you, I really want to participate in this competition. Qin Ping said coldly.

"Since you don't know what to do, if you want to participate, you can defeat me first, and I'll let you participate!" Meng Mao snorted coldly and threatened.

"You!" Chu Yu on the side was furious, and he was about to attack, but was stopped by Qin Ping's big hand.

This Meng Mao also firmly believed that Qin Ping would not make a move with him, because Meng Mao's strength was obvious to all, and the strength in the middle of entering the Holy Realm, the realm was also a level higher than Qin Ping, not to mention whether Qin Ping was sure to defeat Meng Mao in front of him, but as long as he chose to make a move on Meng Mao, even if Qin Ping won, the vitality consumed would not be enough for Qin Ping to continue to participate in the second round of the competition.

"Brother Meng, why are you aggressive, presumably I won't give up this competition for places, and you won't let me participate in this round of competition, since that's the case, then I can assure you that if I get the quota for this round, I have a way to take this brother next to me and your brother to the Heavenly Palace together, how about it?" Qin Ping blinked his eyes and said in a deep voice.

"Don't keep your eyes open and talk nonsense, how can I believe you, I advise you to retreat obediently. Meng Mao didn't think that Qin Ping would be able to take his younger brother to the Heavenly Palace.

"You think, you are stopping me here, even if I can't participate, these people on the field at this moment may not be able to get a place in this round in their hands, and since I can guarantee that your two brothers can step on the Heavenly Steps of the Temple, then naturally speaking. Qin Ping looked at the gradually increasing number of figures on the field, and said eloquently, he was not worried that Meng Mao would continue to obstruct him.

Meng Mao's eyes flickered, and he glanced at the gradually increasing figure in the center of the square, and there were a few more monks who walked out on their own, touched his chin, and fell into deep thought, indeed as Qin Ping said, looking at the few monks who came on the field later, it seemed that they were not very good.

"Do you really have a way to step on this temple heavenly step on your own?" Meng Mao's eyes flickered, indeed as Qin Ping said, even if he could stop Qin Ping from giving up this round of competition, it was not necessarily his younger brother who had the ability to win this round of ten places.

"Trust me, I don't want to let Brother Chu next to me go. Qin Ping nodded lightly.

"Okay, go ahead, if you dare to lie to me, I won't let you go. Meng Mao chewed on the dog's tail grass, thought for a moment, let go of the figure, and turned back.

"Brother Qin, this is too cheap for them, even if you don't participate in this round of competition, it is not necessarily that his younger brother will be able to get a place in this round, besides, why doesn't Brother Qin wait for the next game, he has to participate in this competition. Looking at the back of Meng Mao's departure, Chu Yu was very puzzled why Qin Ping agreed to Meng Mao, and was surprised.

"It's okay, the next round is not as easy as this one, you see, the shadows in the surrounding woods are gradually increasing, and if a few masters of the Middle Saint Realm come later, I will be powerless at that time. Qin Ping smiled slightly, not caring at all.

In fact, in Qin Ping's heart, although this Meng brother is a little arrogant, it is not too bad, Meng Mao threatened them also so that his younger brother can get this round of places, which is understandable, but it is also normal.

"Since Brother Qin has said so, I can't say anything more. Chu Yu sighed, he still thought that Qin Ping's choice of this round of competition was extremely unwise.

In the battle between Qin Ping and the boy in the belly pocket, many people around him saw it, so those who volunteered to participate in this competition were all those who had a few brushes in their hands, but they would no longer be like before, and there were five or six Lingyun Realm Great Perfection monks who came up.

Under Qin Ping's observation, all the people currently participating in the center of this competition have the strength at least the early stage of entering the Holy Realm, otherwise after knowing the strength of Qin Ping and Meng Li, they would not want to come out, but their brains are not very good, and no one wants to lose their lives in this kind of life-and-death competition.

Therefore, everyone who participates in this round of competition has two brushes in their hands, and the realm will not be too different. Not to mention anything else.

When Qin Ping stood in the center of the square, there were already ten people gathered at this moment, among them, except for the belly boy Meng Li and Qin Ping, the other eight people were not ordinary people.

"Now that we've got all the people together, let's get started. The monk of the Lianyun Sect stood out of thin air and said solemnly.

With the sound falling, the scene is silent, everyone is holding their breath, no one wants to be the first to shoot, as the saying goes, the gun shoots the first bird, and who wants to be the first to shoot, whoever is the first to shoot, under this melee, will become the target of the other nine people.

Just when everyone around didn't want to be the first to make a move, the scene fell into a dead silence, and just when everyone was waiting eagerly, Meng Li's little face turned red, as if he didn't want to wait any longer, and the golden vitality covered his body, breaking the inherent calm first.

Meng Mao, who was outside the court, saw that his younger brother was the first to make a move, and he also sweated, if his younger brother was the first to shoot, he would inevitably become the target of everyone's fire, so it is very likely that under a round of competition, Meng Li will be attacked by everyone and lose the competition for this place.