Pei Shu smiled without mind: "What Sect Master Bai said, it can't be the right person who doesn't even have a spiritual root, right?" ”

Bai Shi stared at him and did not speak.

Pei Shu's eyes were full of contempt: "Sect Master Bai, forgive the disciple for being blunt, a waste like Quan Yan can't participate in the monk election at all, if he participates in it without his life, he will definitely not be able to ......."

"Bang-" sound.

Before Pei Shu's words were finished, he hit him to the ground with a force.

"Hmm!" Pei Shu didn't have time to react for a moment, and was punched hard in the abdomen.

Bai Shi stood in place, his expression cold, and he looked at Pei Shu with an unkind look in his eyes.

"I don't know if Quan Yi can survive the monk election," Bai Shi walked towards Pei Shu step by step, half-squatted down, picked Pei Shu's chin, and said in a gloomy tone, "But if you dare to say a bad word about Quan Yan again, I guarantee that you will not survive the opening of the monk election." ”

Bai Shi's voice was neither sad nor joyful, as if this kind of thing was just a dispensable little thing for her.

Pei Shu covered his abdomen and raised his eyes to look at Bai Shi.

He has never had much reverence for the "White Sect Master" in front of him.

After all, she's just a waste wood who doesn't even know a few spells, isn't she?

But with that punch just now, Pei Shu was stunned - didn't it mean that the current sect master of Tianyu Sect didn't know spells at all?

So just now, why didn't he have time to react?

Pei Shu didn't know what to say for a while.

Bai Shi had long lost the patience to talk to him, she got up, and finally lowered her eyes to look at Pei Shu.

"You may be strong, but Quan Yan is definitely not as weak as you think, and," Bai Shi turned to leave, and his voice drifted into Pei Shu's ears, "Even if Quan Yan loses in the first round, my apprentice will only be him." ”

……

Pei Shu looked at Bai Shi's back in a daze.

It's just a waste, as for such protection?

He didn't understand that in Penglai Island, what his father taught him since he was a child was - the law of the jungle, if the opponent does not die, it will be you who will die.

Sure enough, it's a little kid who doesn't know anything......

Pei Shu thought so.

Just as he was about to struggle to stand up, Pei Shu looked down and saw a pair of boots stop in front of him.

He looked up and saw a pair of golden eyes.

The young man stood in the wind, and the long wind blew the streamer around the young man's waist, intertwined with the long black hair, like a timeless painting.

Quan Yi looked at Pei Shu on the ground coldly, without any emotion in his eyes.

Pei Shu chuckled and struggled to his feet.

He remembered that at that time, he used a spell to knock down Quan Yan, and Quan Yan was still exonerating him in front of Bai Shi.

In Pei Shu's view, Quan Yi is just a weak and incompetent waste.

"Quan, I kindly advise you not to participate."

Pei Shu showed a pair of vicious tiger teeth and said with squinted eyes.

Kwon was silent, his golden pupils warm and translucent under the bright sun.

When he first saw Quan's anger, Pei Shu was actually a little surprised.

He didn't expect that a man could be so handsome.

It's so beautiful that it looks like it came out of a painting.

Seeing that Quan didn't speak, Pei Shu raised his eyebrows: "If you insist on participating, then be careful and pray not to meet me." ”

Three points of bad and two points of indifference, Pei Shu stared at Quan with a smile: "Because I will let you crawl out of the martial arts arena." ”

After speaking, Pei Shu turned around and wanted to leave.

"You want to bow down to her?"

Kwon's voice was cold and low, with inexplicable emotions.

Pei Shu turned around and said in a light tone: "Yes, the peak of the Twelve Peaks is either a man, or a yellow-faced woman, if I worship under the Bai Shi Sect, maybe ......"

Pei Shu walked towards Quan Yan and whispered in Quan Yan's ear: "Can you still insult the teacher......

The golden pupils contracted instantly, Pei Shu felt the killing intent, and took a step back suddenly, and the eyes of Quan in front of him were cold, and he looked at Pei Shu as if he was looking at some dead person.

"Tsk," Pei Shu smiled nonchalantly, "It's not your master yet, and you want to stand up for her now?" Quan is angry, see you in the martial arts arena, I won't show mercy! ”

Quan opened his mouth angrily, his voice seemed to be soaked in ice and snow, and he said word by word: "I will, kill you." ”

Pei Shu snorted lightly and turned to leave.

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The election of the friars is divided into the first half and the second half.

The first half is decided by the draw of lots by the monks, and the one-on-one competition, those who lose are eliminated directly, and those who win are promoted.

In the second half, the winners will compete with each other, and those who lose will stop, and those who win will continue to advance.

And so on until the winner is chosen.

After a few days of cultivation, the dragon chant in Quan's body has recovered a lot, as long as he doesn't run out, there will be no problem using spells.

Bai Shi probed the current situation of Kwon Yan.

The spiritual root in his body has gradually stabilized, and the spiritual aperture has been opened, if nothing happens, there is no problem in cultivating steadily.

When Quan Yan walked down from the viewing platform, Bai Shi waved to him excitedly: "Quan Anger, Quan Yan, come on!" ”

Hearing the voice, Kwon looked towards the stands, noticed the girl, and finally softened her cold eyebrows.

He nodded to Bai Shi, and then walked towards the martial arts arena.

On the viewing platform.

"Hmph, with his foundation, he may not be able to win the first game!" The Great Elder beside him said with a chirp.

Bai Shi hadn't talked to the Great Elder for two days.

Who let him bully his master?!

Hearing the Great Elder say this, Bai Shiquan didn't hear it, and came to the Second Elder's side with a smile.

"Second Elder, this disciple I fancy is amazing, you must take a good look at it later~"

The second elder shook the folding fan, squinted his eyes and smiled kindly: "Okay, the second elder looks at how powerful the disciple Ah Shi fancies." ”

Bai Shi smiled at the second elder.

Just ignore the Great Elder.

The Great Elder was angry, snorted arrogantly, sat back in his position, and stopped talking.

Don't look at it, don't worry about it!

The peak masters of the Twelve Peaks were also sitting on the viewing platform, and their eyes widened, wanting to find a few good seedlings from this year's monks to snatch them back from their seats.

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In the first round, Kwon was drawn by a man with a strong body.

When the two of them walked to the martial arts arena, Bai Shi's eyes stared at Quan Yan without blinking.

"Where did the little doll come from, shouldn't it have been weaned yet?!" The stout man sneered and mocked unabashedly.

Quan didn't speak, his body was long, and he stood on the martial arts arena, attracting the attention of many female monks.

"The two of them compete, until the point is reached, the sword has no eyes, and you can't hurt people's lives!"

Senior Brother Tianyu Sect stood under the stage, read out the rules, and then shouted, "The competition begins—"

The stout man shouted, and a scimitar appeared in the palm of his hand, and he held the knife and slashed at Quan.

Kwon looked cold, noticed the man rushing towards him, saw the right time, and dodged when the man's scimitar fell.