308. Cultivating immortals? One Pill (12)
The Ming Jingzong was a teenager, about sixteen or seventeen years old, a few years older than Lianyin, which also represented a few years more cultivation time than Lianyin.
He Nanfeng barely had any opinions after inspecting the other party's cultivation, but in the next second, he found something that dissatisfied him, and he always felt that the Mingjing Sect was still suspected of bullying the small.
However, Lian Yin didn't give He Nanfeng a chance to provoke Mingjingzong again, and said hello to He Nanfeng and went to the ring.
One tall and one short two figures are facing each other in the competition ring, although Lian Yin is not as old as the other party, his height is not as good as the other party, and even the cultivation time is a few years less than the other party, but he has not lost at all in terms of momentum, which suddenly made many seniors have comments that Xiao is like his teacher.
He Nanfeng heard this, and his face was a little better, but his eyes were still fixed on the field, and he was still not at ease in his heart.
The disciple of the Mingjing Sect bowed his hand to Lianyin with a full number of salutes, and said: "The disciple of the Hundred Refining Peak of the Mingjing Sect has become a frost and asked for advice from Daoists. ”
Before Lian Yin met, the etiquette was much better than the few challengers just now, he smiled slightly, and also reported to the door: "Disciple Lian Yin under the seat of He Nanfeng True Monarch of the Lower Yunyang Sect." ”
The other party bowed: "Then, please be careful." With that, the saber in his hand was already out of its sheath.
"Please." Lian Yin also lifted the sword out of its sheath, and as soon as the tip of the sword left the sheath, the person on the other side had already approached.
The system hurriedly asked Lian Yin: "What does the young lady need me to do?" Tell me. ”
Lian Yin dodged Mingjing Sect's move to the side, and wondered about the system's words: "What do I need you to do?" ”
The system said: "Although cheating is shameful, it's better than you losing the game, which makes He Nanfeng even more faceless." Well, although he has been disobedient to you, it is quite shameless. "If it weren't for the old relationship with legato, the system wouldn't have thought to offer help.
"So, how can you help me?" Lian Yin asked again.
The system said, "I can't provide help from the sky, but I can remind you where to hide, and help you make judgments when you can't make accurate judgments." ”
Lianyin pulled out a sword flower in his hand to separate the frosty sword thorns. For the so-called help of the system, the heart was so shocked that he was speechless: "No need, I think I can do it myself." Lian Yin doesn't think she's a person who can wait for the system to give a prompt and then act on it. After all, there are many moments that cannot wait.
"Really, don't you need to?" The system didn't expect his kindness to be rejected, so he asked again in disbelief.
Lian Yin affirmed: "No. I'll do my best to keep myself from losing. ”
The system felt a little hurt, and couldn't help but think in pieces: "Little sister, you have only been cultivating for a few years, and your foundation is not stable. Your opponent has a few more years of cultivation than you, and his foundation is solid step by step, and according to my judgment, the possibility of you losing to the other party is very great. ”
"You shouldn't be reckless! Your master has rejected for you, why don't you give your master face, but also save some face for yourself, and nest behind your master in peace. The most important thing to be a human being is ......"
"Quiet!" Lian Yin couldn't bear to scold.
The system immediately receives.
Lian Yin Kankan caught Chengshuang's sword on the opposite side, and after pushing it away, he took advantage of his spare time to say to the system: "I refuse your help, don't make trouble for me." If I lose face to He Nanfeng today, I will plead guilty to him after the end. But since you said that since I am already He Nanfeng's apprentice, I will inevitably be challenged, then I have to familiarize myself with it. It can't always be on paper. ”
The system didn't say a single sound, but it didn't object to what she said.
After informing the system of his thoughts, Lian Yin concentrated on dealing with the frost on the field.
The monks in the foundation building period value the basic skills and swordsmanship skills the most. In this place, no matter how good Lianyin's cultivation qualifications are, the foundation is still on the surface. But fortunately, although she doesn't have many years of swordsmanship, she can also use other tricks.
With a variety of tricks, Lianyin and Chengshuang have made moves all the way.
As time passed, there was still no obvious victory or defeat on the field, and compared to those powerful apprentices who shouted defeat in the past without half an instant, Lian Yin was already a very powerful one.
Someone said: "He Zhenjun's apprentice is worthy of being a famous teacher." The people around him gave face.
When the words reached He Nanfeng's ears, he twisted his eyebrows, but ignored them.
The two swords on the field were still intersecting one after another, and as the more tricks she had, Lian Yin suddenly found that a stream of air came out of her body from nowhere, and she was wandering freely and freely, which couldn't help but distract her, because the air flow had seriously interfered with her, even if she wanted to ignore it, but that air flow was like a naughty child, unwilling to let her ignore herself.
Troubled by this, she obviously showed a flaw in the recruitment.
Almost everyone saw her mistake, and Cheng Shuang, who was fighting with her, of course, would not let go of this, and the silver sword in her hand carried the aura of her own cultivator, as if a blue light rushed straight to the face of Lianyin.
The sharp and cold sword qi came straight in, like the ice in winter and March, freezing people at the same time, it also made people sober.
It was at this moment that Lian Yin suddenly grabbed the air flow in his body, and collected it for his own use in a light second, and when the new air flow merged into the old air flow, Lian Yin officially stepped from the middle stage of foundation building to the late stage of foundation building.
At this moment, Cheng Shuang was very close to Lianyin, and Lianyin could touch the other party without a sword, so Lianyin didn't think about it, and directly raised his hand to grab the other party's clothes, and then turned around, and threw him over with a force in his hand.
After falling out, he didn't even miss the opportunity, and stepped forward in a few steps and kicked it again, directly kicking the opponent out of the range of the competition ring.
The other party was already stunned when he was thrown over the shoulder by Lianyin, and when he found the focus point, he was already under the competition ring, looking at Lianyin on the stage blankly, unable to understand her tricks, and couldn't understand why she had so much strength.
Not to mention that the opponent is confused, even the onlookers are also confused. I can't believe that Ligato has won.
The only one who is not confused and can congratulate the legato at the first time is the system.
Lian Yin was also relieved by his victory, and was about to say to He Nanfeng on the viewing platform, but when he turned to face the viewing platform, a tall figure in a silver-patterned white robe was already in front of him.
In the blink of an eye, He Zhenjun, who was still on the viewing platform, had already appeared in the competition ring, and without waiting for Lianyin to speak, he split his head and covered his face: "Didn't you say that you should take care of yourself and not let yourself be hurt!" "My face is very stinky, and my eyes are full of anger, distress, unhappiness and other emotions.
Lian Yin realized that she was injured.
Her cheeks hurt a little, and she raised her hand to touch it, unexpectedly a trace of red on her fingers.
Oh, it's broken.