Chapter Ninety-Four: Like You, I Can Fight Ten Empty-Handed!

With the announcement of the first list, the two young monks jumped into the ring and waited for them. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Zhou Wenxi? The first competition is required to be under fifteen years old, right? Not yet fifteen? ”

"It seems that I have only arrived in the fifth layer, it's amazing, my talent is comparable to the previous Guo Wenbo!"

"Look at the monks of the Supreme Bodhi Sect, isn't this a child's play, why did they send a little girl up and cover it tightly."

The attention of everyone in the audience was originally on Zhou Wenxi, the leader of the younger generation of Yuqing Sect, but as soon as the monk with the Dharma name Zhenluo appeared, all eyes were attracted, and everyone reacted, this girl is too small, two heads shorter than Zhou Wenxi.

Sure enough, when Zhang Fu asked the two of them to pull out a hair each, after checking their age, he shouted loudly:

"Zhenluo, seven years old, Zhou Wenxi, fourteen years old, both of them meet the standards, and the competition has officially begun!"

After saying that, he jumped out of the ring, leaving the space for the two real seedlings of the cultivation realm to play to their heart's content.

Before the fight started, the enthusiasm of the audience had been mobilized, but the spearheads in the words were all directed at Qi Dazhangjiao.

Seven-year-old girl, full of cultivation has only been two years, today the sect was forced to a dead end, for the selfish desire of the sect, was sent to the ring of life and death, one is not good, you have to die Huangquan, how cold-blooded the sect can do it.

Zhou Wenxi of Yuqing Sect also looked at the opponent in front of him helplessly, although he was only fourteen years old, but he could represent the sect to participate in such an important competition, and naturally he was also the elite of the sect, especially after Guo Wenbo and Huang Wencheng's two true disciples died one after another, he was already a candidate for the true disciple of the inner decision, and he wanted to use this ring to perform well in front of the master and sit firmly in the position of the first young disciple.

But his opponent is inevitably too young, only seven years old, I'm afraid that he hasn't even reached the double level of qi refining. Not only that, this little girl also looks like a ghost, her whole body, from the top of her head to her neck, as long as the skin exposed on the outside of the monk's robe is wrapped in a layer of red veil, and even her fists are tightly wrapped, revealing only a pair of black eyes and two horns on the top of her head, and she didn't even bring a blade, which is here to fight.

Zhou Wenxi pulled out his long sword in a dashing manner, looking like an old-timer in the cultivation realm, and said proudly:

"Little girl, it's useless for you to wrap it so tightly, I won't show mercy to my subordinates, or you should admit defeat as soon as possible, don't wait until the fight hurts, it's not good to cry your nose."

The monks in the audience immediately burst into laughter, and Zhou Wenxi became more and more proud when he heard this, and was thinking about saying something more, so that the Supreme Bodhi Sect would lose face.

At this moment, Liu Yan'er, who had been acting very stage frightened after taking the stage, suddenly moved, she first crushed the "Wind Charm" in her hand, and then lowered her body, kicked forward hard, and rushed straight towards the defenseless opponent in front of her.

In the face of this sudden change, Zhou Wenxi didn't react at all, or he couldn't be blamed, he could only say that Liuyan'er's speed had already exceeded his expectations, and before he could figure out how to parry, he heard a "bang", and the young master of Yuqingmen only felt a sharp pain coming from his abdomen, and then he found that his feet were in the air, flying out of the ring heavily, falling to the ground and rolling several times before stopping.

One punch, just one punch, Zhou Wenxi, who was known as the first young disciple of Yuqing Sect and had five levels of qi refining, was knocked out of the ring!

Liu Yan'er's punch seemed to have placed a silent magic circle around the ring, and the monks who were still coaxing blindly a moment ago were like a group of ducks who were collectively snuffed by their throats, their mouths growing bigger than the other, but they couldn't make the slightest sound.

On the contrary, Liu Yan'er said her first sentence after coming to the stage, and the crisp children's voice was like a heavy slap in the face, hitting Zhou Wenxi in the face hotly.

"Our master said, like you, I can beat ten with my bare hands."

The audience was silent, only Zhou Wenxi struggled to remember in the audience, he listened to Liu Yan'er's words, he only felt dizzy, his abdomen turned upside down, and he couldn't help but vomit on the spot.

This ignited the passion of the audience under the ring, and the crowd was full of voices in an instant, ten times more lively than just now, especially the mortals in Lingtai Town, the two-legged monk master has seen a lot, and it was the first time that he vomited on the spot, and they all squeezed towards Zhou Wenxi's side.

Smelling the rancid smell of his overnight meal, listening to the strange mockery of yin and yang around him, and then looking at the angry and disgusted eyes of the master not far away, Zhou Wenxi only felt that the whole world had collapsed, and his life would be gray from now on.

Guo Tingtao saw that the apprentice behaved so badly, his face was a little more blue than before, he thought that the ring match that he had caught would lose for a while, which was really unexpected by him, this week Wenxi was really muddy and couldn't support the wall, but no matter how bad the apprentice was, it also represented the face of his own sect, and he couldn't sit idly by, so he pretended to be calm and shouted in the air:

"It's really a blessing for Qi Zhangjiao to accept a good apprentice who envy others, and he has a fourfold qi refining at the age of seven, which is stronger than you."

In what he said, he was clearly praising Liuyan'er, and secretly he was really belittling Qi Le, and at the same time, he was also telling everyone, don't be deceived by this little girl's appearance, she is a fourfold cultivator of qi refining!

Liu Yan'er had just returned to the stone pavilion here, with a pair of big eyes full of joy, waiting to be praised by the master, who knew that the old miscellaneous hair on the opposite side actually came to such a sentence sourly, just now she has been showing weakness to the enemy, now there is no need to pretend, immediately turned around and shouted:

"The old man on the other side, you better take care of your apprentice, you can't stand a punch, and your body is too weak, did you learn from you."

As soon as these words came out, it was not Qi Le's turn to speak, and the onlookers were like hearing the horn of battle, as if they had been beaten with chicken blood, and all kinds of jokes flocked to Yuqingmen like a tide, some disliked Yuqingmen's poor food, and there was no oil in the things that were spit out, and some ridiculed Guo Tingtao for being old and disrespectful, and pretended to be a little white face when they were seventy or eighty.

This is the lowest level of casual cultivation, everyone can write jokes, and everyone can sing good poems.

Guo Tingtao heard that his white face turned blue and red, and with a "snap", he actually pinched the armrest of the seat.

Seeing that the scene was a little out of control, Zhang Fu, the "Land God", immediately picked up Zhenyuan, jumped back into the ring, and shouted:

"All of you are quiet, the first game, the Supreme Bodhi Sect wins, and the second game will start immediately, the Supreme Bodhi Sect, I leave, against Yuqingmen, Chen Tinghu."

Although everyone in the audience is still unsatisfied, they also have to give face to the "land god", take a breath and drink saliva for the time being, but they all have a hunch that today's sect competition will definitely not be as simple as they thought before, and there will be a good show.