Chapter 137: The male protagonist's aura
It stands to reason that after perceiving Lu He's thoughts, Nan Jin should also take a step back at this moment, not to say anything "with a gentleman's demeanor", but to write it like this.
But when he thought that Lu He didn't play his cards according to the routine just now, the law of "villains die from talking too much" was completely useless to him.
If it weren't for her quick response, she would have stepped down by now.
Nan Jin guessed that the reason why this law was useless to Lu He was not because Lu He was not a villain, but because ......
She's not the main character!
So, Nan Jin, who realized this, was unceremonious and attacked Lu He directly.
However, because he was worried that the sword on the other side would hurt people, Nan Jin only used his meat-sized fist.
After all, although it is a duel, there are rules for the big competition of the sect, and the point is stopped.
Nan Jin's original intention was to take advantage of Lu He's limited movement due to his injury after this blow and quickly recover the spiritual power in his body.
But......
After she punched Lu He's waist, and Lu He let out a miserable scream and flew out in an arc, she couldn't help but twitch the corners of her mouth, and said in her heart:
You don't have to touch porcelain like this!
With her expression, there was also Du Heng, but he obviously knew what was going on.
Therefore, the moment he saw Nan Jin's punch hitting Lu He's waist, Du Heng frowned, and hurriedly covered his waist, inexplicably having an illusion of empathy.
And Fang Xiaoman, another person who knew the inside story, looked leisurely, and was in a good mood to swallow melon seeds under the trial table.
This change happened too quickly, and by the time everyone under the trial stage reacted, the people of the Mo Sect had already walked quickly to Lu He's side, and hurriedly helped him up with his face on the ground.
"No, we're ...... Win? ”
It was an inner disciple of the Yun Sect who spoke, and he looked at the trial platform in a daze, where only Nan Jin was standing.
"Senior Sister Lingjiu said that if one of them falls to the ground for five seconds and can't stand it, or falls off the trial platform, even if that person loses, so, it is indeed Senior Sister Nanjin who wins."
Although during the time when Nan Jin was in the inner gate, they all called her junior sister, but now she is participating in the sect competition as a disciple of Elder Yunxi.
As a result, the disciples of the Yun Sect all consciously changed their words.
Ling Jiu coughed lightly, first glanced at the sect master sitting on the high platform, and when he saw him nodding, he breathed a sigh of relief, the corners of his mouth rose, and he hurriedly said:
"This duel, Yunzong Nanjin, win!"
Before Lingjiu was officially announced, the disciples of the Cloud Sect all held their breath and did not dare to make the slightest sound, even Fang Xiaoman, who had been concentrating on eating melon seeds before, also stopped his movements, for fear that he would not hear the final result.
And after Lingjiu's words came out, they were still very quiet, and in the end, they didn't know who started and shouted Nanjin's name.
In the previous sect competition, the Yun Sect couldn't even get a disciple who had reached the fifth level of the Spirit Primal Realm, let alone lose, and there was no chance to even face off against the disciples of other sects.
Although in the other two links, the sects of Nan Aoguo did not perform badly, but the final ranking was the total score of the three links.
There is a lack of a link, which leads to the total score not going up, and the final ranking can only be relegated.
As a result, the resources that can be allocated to the Nanao Kingdom are very small, and the resources allocated are small, which means that the strength of the spiritual cultivators of the Nanao Kingdom is backward, and the overall national strength is also backward.
Once the strength is not enough, in the next big competition of the sect, Nan Aoguo will have to succumb to the back.
In the long run, this creates an endless cycle.