CHAPTER XLVII

When the time came to the afternoon, the slight sunshine of early spring added a lot of vitality to the square of the Black Emperor Sect's foreign sect, and the drug fighting competition was still going on, but Qi Ling no longer watched the event at this time, but went back to the room to cultivate, after all, it was still necessary to fight with the gang of people in the Inner Sect.

Qi Ling had already begun to cultivate the second form of poison chanting, and after practicing poison in the Black Emperor Sect for so long, the increase in poison power gave Qi Ling the confidence to cultivate higher-level skills.

Woohoo –

After Qi Ling woke up from the lunch break, he began to read the cultivation steps of the two styles of poison chanting, and at this time he had entered the cultivation stage, Qi Ling sat cross-legged on the ground, his eyes closed, his hands clasped in front of his abdomen, and slowly let the black jade-colored aura come out and wrap his whole body.

The level of this totem is low, there is nothing too difficult, just understand the meaning of the words on the totem, according to the cultivation said, Qi Ling according to the first meaning, first transport the poison half a pillar of incense, and then move on to the next step when his own virulence reaches the fullest.

Woohoo –

Half a pillar of incense has passed, Qi Ling changed his gestures, swirled open, put his hands on his knees, gathered all the poison in his palm, increased the output value of the aura, and urged the release of the aura to a greater extent, and in an instant, the house was full of jade, like a forest.

This process Qi Ling also lasted for half a pillar of incense, after the time arrived, his eyes opened, he flipped his palm, and beat out the two rich spiritual qi in his palm, and in an instant, the spiritual energy shook out like a wave, three in a row, and the walls affected by the poisonous gas were somewhat eroded, and the poison was very strong.

"Three in a row, great. ”

Qi Ling couldn't help but be happy when he looked at this scene, and quickly stood up.

"Although we can't win, the poison of the Eight Desolation Scorpions is enough to determine. ”

Qi Ling's face calmed down, he thought about it for a while, and then he was overjoyed, and then went out to see the foreign teacher's competition.

There are no particularly big highlights in the subsequent game, it is nothing more than being stronger and weaker than poison, faster than martial arts, faster than poison or something, and everyone who watched was a little tired, and so was Qi Ling.

"This month's foreign teacher drug fight competition is over, please watch the results of the Black Emperor List, if you have any questions, please point them out in time, so as not to affect the final results!"

Approaching dusk, all the foreign teachers' drug fights are over, the referees of the foreign teachers announced loudly in the center of the square, the words fell, and the footsteps made a huge stone tablet slowly rise on the ground in the center of the square.

The Black Emperor List is not always displayed. Only a few days before the start of the event to a few days after the end of the event will be displayed, these results are engraved by special people, not only the records on the stone tablet but also the records on paper, as well as the records backed up to the master, neatly prepared to ensure fairness.

The nature of the stele is very special, and the smearing information can be changed arbitrarily by using stones of the same nature, so it is very convenient to record each change of the Black Emperor List, and it will not be too cumbersome.

The results of the Black Emperor List were revealed, and everyone was boiling, discussing, discussing, and some participants also recorded information by themselves to prevent mistakes, after all, there are so many foreign teachers.

"Tomorrow is a foreign sect drug fighting competition, please prepare the participating forces. ”

The referee advised, and immediately left, and a large group of people behind him instantly rushed to the front of the Black Emperor List to watch, and the momentum was raging.

"Wind Sect Master, how does the sect divide the winners and losers?"

Qi Ling didn't just care about watching the game, he didn't specifically understand or bother to understand the rules of the drug fight, he didn't understand how to determine the winner, and turned his head to ask the wind next to him.

"The individual competition and the team are determined by the score value, the top 500 in the individual competition will add 50 points, add 20 points to the 1000, and the rest of the 1500 will not add points. ”

Feng Cefang listened to Qi Ling's words, and immediately squinted at the answer, his eyes turned back, and there was anger in his heart, as a participant, he didn't care about the rules, he simply didn't take the Black Emperor Sect in his eyes.

"What about the team competition scores?"

"The team competition lies in the number of people but in the advantage, the more the number, the higher the score, the leader of the force must participate in the individual competition, the leader of the force scores in the individual competition plus the number of points of the force to determine the final score, the subordinate of the force has a score of 10 points, if you participate in the individual competition, it will be added together, for example, the top 500 in the individual competition of the leader of the force, the number of his forces is 50 people, of which 40 are in the 1000, 10 are in the 1500, and the score is 50 + 50* 10, the initial score is 550, plus the individual score of his subordinates is 1450, which is the final score. ”

[If I miscalculate, please don't dwell on it, it's too difficult for me to be bad at math!!]

“... Wouldn't that be unfair to those who have no power?"

"There is no fairness in this world, the weak eat the strong, the survival of the fittest, since you don't have the strength to fight for it, don't blame others for being excellent. ”

Listening to the rules of Feng Ce's feast, Qi Ling's eyes were slightly confused, and he directly attracted Feng Ce's fierce eyes and words, and the instantaneous embarrassment of the atmosphere made it a little difficult for Qi Ling to change the topic.

"You are not a disciple of my sect, and you do not participate in the team competition, you should prepare for your own individual competition. ”

"Wind Sect Master walks slowly. ”

Feng Cefang also felt that the atmosphere was a little wonderful, and left after a command, Qi Ling also left with a respectful voice, Feng Cefeng was right, these things really have nothing to do with him, there is nothing to ask.

In the evening, there were still many people gathering in the foreign teacher's square, either training or watching the rankings, the momentum was huge day and night, but it had nothing to do with Qi Ling, except for the necessary daily cultivation and the removal of the pulse and bones, Qi Ling didn't want to participate in anything else, just wanted to sleep, including the team competition on the second day Qi Ling didn't watch it, they were all wandering around the room.

With the competition of the internal religion coming, Qi Ling only cares about who he competes with the internal teacher, worried about whether he will be beaten and ugly in such an atmospheric place, and even whether he will be executed because the person who fights brings the killing machine, these worries have entangled Qi Ling for a day and a half, here, Qi Ling has no one to talk to him, Qi Ling can only use the way of falling asleep to relieve the pressure, which is too annoying.

"Bad, I can't sleep. ”

Qi Ling had eaten a full dinner, went to bed and lay down again, and after lying down for a long time, Qi Ling suddenly sat up with a sad face.

"If only Master were here. He can definitely talk to me about it. ”

Qi Ling came to the window and lay down, looking at the bright moon, and couldn't help but sigh.

Whew~

The evening breeze blew lightly, blowing across Qi Ling's face, there was a very familiar feeling, when Qi Ling closed his eyes to feel the wind, a shadow suddenly flashed in his mind, and suddenly Qi Ling's eyes opened violently, he was thinking about the pink-clothed girl in Cangbaimen.

“... It's really beautiful, I don't know if I can see her again. ”

Qi Ling's face pressed against his arms, and he gradually wanted to come out of his mind, his clear eyes overflowed with a stupid look, and he couldn't help muttering stupidly, and he smirked, as if he was enchanted.

Pinching –

"Ahh ”

Qi Ling thought about it, and suddenly felt a pain in his earlobe, and in a blink of an eye, he saw the Eight Desolation Scorpion spreading two claws on his shoulders and clamping himself, Qi Ling's infatuation instantly dissipated, and he begged for mercy from the Eight Desolation Scorpions.

"Did you overturn the vinegar jar, let go. ”

Qi Ling walked to the side of the bed while begging for mercy, and the movements of his hands touching his ears were sometimes near and far, and he didn't dare to make big movements.

Click-Click

The Eight Desolation Scorpion actually understood Qi Ling's words, it let go of Qi Ling's ears, and immediately jumped on the bed, its eyes were sharp to the side, and the two claws were clamped, really like a little girl's angry appearance, which caused Qi Ling to laugh while covering his ears.

"Little scorpion, don't be angry, I'm just thinking about it, good boy. Qi Ling sat on the edge of the bed and comforted the Eight Desolation Scorpions, his voice was soft and charming.

Pinching –

When the Eight Desolate Scorpion heard this, its sharp eyes turned flat, and it pointed at Qi Ling and patted the bed again, which seemed to mean that he wanted to share the bed with Qi Ling, after Qi Ling understood the meaning of the Eight Desolate Scorpions, he didn't know whether to cry or laugh, these Eight Desolate Scorpions were so interesting.

"Okay, it's up to you, go to sleep, I'm going to try tomorrow. ”

Qi Ling smiled slightly, touched the head of the Eight Desolation Scorpions, and then took off his shoes to sleep, the small fight just now made Qi Ling gradually soothe his solemn mood, and Qi Ling soon fell asleep.

The Eight Desolation Scorpions on the side looked at Qi Ling's sleeping face, and also fell asleep comfortably, what is there to sleep in Linghai, only by sleeping next to "his own man" can he be.

The evening time passed quickly, the morning light had already occupied the sky, the clear morning had come, and everyone in the inner sect had already come to the foreign sect square, ready to draw numbers and decide the opponent, Qi Ling was no exception.

The momentum of today's internal teacher competition is far greater than the momentum of the foreign teacher competition the day before yesterday, everyone seems to have witnessed the demeanor of the internal religion, after all, the "great god" showdown, everyone wants to see.

"Please report to the twenty-fifth race with the twenty-fifth in hand. ”

The referee is still letting everyone draw lots, and let the two people who fight each other come to the stage first to show everyone to show fairness.

"In the twenty-fifth scene, Gongsun Yang vs. Zhang Zheng. ”

When the referee saw the two people on stage, he immediately announced their names, and after everyone understood, he let the two get off the stage.

"I'm so nervous..."

Qi Ling looked at Gongsun Yang who came down the stage, and then looked at the No. 26 sign in his hand, and broke out in a cold sweat.

Although it was ruled out that Gongsun Yang would not fight with him and would not increase the offensive due to hostility, Qi Ling was still very worried, and the people who were afraid of fighting were the masters of other inner sects, after all, they also had something to do with themselves.

"Please report to the twenty-sixth participant holding the twenty-sixth in the ring. ”

The referee's voice was again, Qi Ling sighed in his heart, and he stepped forward and stepped onto the stage.

When Qi Ling went up, many people's eyes were staring at him, after all, everyone understood that his trust relationship came in, and his eyes were either confused or unhappy, it was normal, although Qi Ling Yu Guang knew, he ignored it and went straight to the stage to report.

The moment he arrived on the stage, Qi Ling's eyes were stunned when he saw someone competing with him.

"In the twenty-sixth game, Zhu Cheng vs. Qi Ling. ”

[To be continued....]