Lu Zhixing finally had a hearty dinner, and on the way back to their residence, why not take her straight into the bamboo forest.

"Come on, the competition is about to start, aren't you going to fight me?"

Speaking of this, Lu Zhixing felt a trace of bitterness in her heart for no reason, her original intention of coming here was only to eat, drink, and watch the excitement, but she didn't expect to kill a myelin-washing pill in the sky, which made her give up everything.

In the past few days, the Yun clan has set up the entire venue to be lively, but she didn't even look at it, her mind was full of the disobedient whip.

I hope to make up for what I have missed at the closing ceremony after her competition, and then she will have a good time.

"Okay, let's get started."

She responded happily and immediately drew a soft whip, "Island Master, please advise." ”

Although there is a huge difference in the strength of the two, Lu Zhixing firmly believes that He Bufu will not be like Beigong Xuetang to yin her.

Therefore, her face was always calm, especially the light in her eyes, which was as bright as the stars in the night.

After saying hello, she threw out her soft whip without hesitation.

In fact, the length of this whip can be artificially controlled, after all, the demon vine is such a spiritual raw material, if she cultivates high enough, she can even clump it on her wrist like a bracelet.

But Lu Zhixing has nothing else to ask for to build a foundation, as long as he uses it easily.

So at the beginning, the soft whip was in her hand, and the length was only more than a sword, and she shook her wrist flexibly, and the whip instantly attacked at He Bufu at a rapid speed like a big snake.

Then, at the same time as he dodged away, she also manipulated the whip to get close to the other party's side, because why not confuse her hands behind her back, she only needed to let her whip touch the corner of his clothes as agreed, and it would be considered a success.

Moreover, after a period of additional training recently, Lu Zhixing finally understood this whip.

She didn't feel discouraged at all when she couldn't hit it, and turned the whip into a flowing existence, and she followed her like a shadow at the moment when her body moved.

Gradually, she even began to predict the other party's behavior, and could vaguely guess the direction he was going to go next, so as to send the whip over in advance.

A flash of appreciation flashed in his eyes, and then the steps under his feet became more and more treacherous.

Seeing this, Lu Zhixing simply stopped in place, all she saw in her eyes were illusory, and she simply closed her eyes slowly.

The five senses complement each other, and when the vision disappears for a short time, the sense of hearing becomes particularly prominent.

When her heart calmed down, she really heard the change in the wind, and she held the handle of the soft whip tightly in her hand, as if she was driving a poisonous snake waiting for an opportunity to move in the dark.

Finally, the corners of her pursed lips curled slightly, and she opened her clear eyes.

At the same time, Lu Zhixing's left hand was aimed at a certain place in the void, and he threw a spirit rune as fast as he could.

Why don't you confuse the talisman in order to avoid the talisman stagnation slightly, but it was such a short gap, and the soft whip was like a swimming dragon, pressing from behind him with a momentum that could not be underestimated.

Just when he seemed to have no way to avoid it, the target person was caught off guard and dodged in the direction where Lu Zhixing was.

"Smack!"

The soft whip slammed the rune paper to the ground, and the spiritual power contained on it instantly collapsed.

Lu Zhixing looked at He Bufu, who was close at hand, in a daze, and felt the natural nobility around him, and his heart was chaotic for no reason.

"You ......"

"That's it."

The unfinished words were directly interrupted by him, and a rich joy immediately appeared in her eyes, "Really? I can go to the tournament stage! ”

Why don't you chuckle lightly, and couldn't help but sigh: "It's always so easy to be satisfied, in the real competition, the situation changes rapidly, and you have to be flexible according to the actual situation." ”

"I see!" She patted her storage bag, "I have a lot of backup plans here!" Absolutely no shame on you! ”

Her grinning voice reached He Bu's ears, and he actually had a strange emotion.

It turned out that in her heart, she could also occupy a place, looking at each other, and the trust and joy in her eyes were unpretentious.

There was a smile in his deep eyes, "This book may be useful to you, remember to read it before you try it." ”

Lu Zhixing didn't expect that there were still textbooks, and he was overjoyed the moment he took the book.

"On the Soft Whip: How to Turn Chicken Ribs into Divine Soldiers!" After she read it word by word, she suddenly had a bad premonition, why is this topic so familiar.

She hurriedly set her eyes on the author's column, only to see the two big characters "Taiyuan" written on it.

Okay, that's fine.

Since it is one of the millions of works of this Upper Realm Immortal, it must be used to make up the numbers.

But when Lu Zhixing thought that he was still using someone else's jade pen, he had to work hard to be a conscientious reader.

However, when she returned to her lodgings and opened the book in a comfortable position, her brow tightened after reading two pages.

"This Taiyuan, how can you understand everything?"

She sighed heartily, straightened up from the couch at once, and sat down respectfully at the table.

The book reads: "The soft whip can be struck, tart, hooked, and bound, and those who use it well can win the sword." ”

With just this sentence, Lu Zhixing was ignited with a full fighting spirit.

The book not only explains how to use the soft whip, but also talks about how to talk to your own spirit soldiers.

Lu Zhixing first read it roughly, and then reached the level of memorability with the advantage of cultivation, and then she began to focus on the soft whip of dialogue.

The one in her hand is only a medium-grade spirit treasure, and she has not yet formed a machine spirit, but after all, she Lu Zhixing has subdued the disgusted spirit and played with the puppet man, and she is very experienced in communicating with this kind of disembodied guy.

The radiant sun rose and set, and Lu Zhixing relied on Bigu Dan to survive until the day of the competition.

After a few days of sleeplessness, instead of showing a trace of fatigue, she was in good spirits, and she was especially excited to see He Buqiu.

"Owner! I'm going to try! Wait for my good news! She was like a recruit who couldn't wait to go to the battlefield to kill the enemy and make meritorious contributions, and she arrived at the lottery table early.

This competition involves all the sect factions in the entire cultivation realm, and if it is unfair to follow the routine operation, only drawing lots is the most reasonable method.

"Please come to the stage with all the monks who have drawn the Heavenly Character!"

After the Yun host announced the rules, he began to group groups.

Lu Zhixing looked at the "Xuan" card in his hand, faintly excited, her appearance order is later, and she can also accumulate some experience with the help of other people's fights.

This is the experience she gained from participating in so many competitions in her previous life!