The opponent Jiang Quinoa drew this time was a male disciple of the eleventh layer of Qi refining, and when he laughed, he would show two small tiger teeth, but he still looked like a teenager in his twenties.

He jumped on the stage, smiled and saluted Jiang Quinoa, and reported his name: "In Xia Wanhui, I have seen Senior Sister Jiang." ”

"Hello Senior Brother Wan."

Jiang Quinoa smiled back and arched his hand in return.

The five martial arts disciples were all ready, Li You glanced at the audience, and then announced that the first round of the final had officially begun.

"Offended!"

Wan Hui offended and took the lead in attacking Jiang Quinoa.

A green vine suddenly appeared in his hand, tightly wrapped around his arm.

Immediately, he raised his hand and pointed in the direction of the ginger quinoa, and the end of the green vine began to grow wildly, winding in the direction of the ginger quinoa.

Jiang Quinoa held a scimitar in his hand, and rushed towards the green vine with a dodge, aiming at the green vine and slashing down.

However, the green vine grew countless sub-vines at this moment, some of which were wrapped around Jiang Quinoa's body, and some of which were aimed at the scimitar.

The moment it touched Jiang Quinoa's skin, the green vine suddenly gave birth to countless tiny spikes, which pierced into her skin violently, and then began to gulp her blood.

At the same time, the monk swung a black hammer at Jiang Quinoa's body, and because it was only a competition, he aimed at Jiang Quinoa's shoulder, not his head.

Jiang Quinoa's eyebrows condensed slightly, and the power of thunder and lightning in his body instantly dispersed, distributing under every inch of skin.

"Woo Woo Woo!"

The blood sucked by the green vine suddenly carried wisps of boiling thunder and lightning.

"Tsk!"

The green vine retracted violently as if it had been scalded by boiling water, and made a strange sound in pain.

The hammer also fell at this moment, striking heavily on Jiang Quinoa's shoulder.

"Boom!"

A muffled sound resounded throughout the competition platform, which surprised everyone in the audience.

Why doesn't ginger quinoa know how to hide?

The same doubts were in their hearts, and one heart was raised to their throats, and their eyes couldn't help but widen.

As everyone knows, this is exactly the tactic that Jiang Quinoa thought of.

If you want to end the competition as quickly as possible and retain more mysteries, then using your example as a bait is the best strategy.

The hammer fell on her shoulder, perhaps as if someone else had already fallen to the ground, but to her it was insignificant, like scratching an itch.

The corners of her lips hooked slightly, and she grabbed the hammer with her hand, and then pulled it hard in front of her.

Wan Hui was shocked, and when he understood Jiang Quinoa's plan, he hurriedly threw away the hammer and stepped back.

It's a pity that Jiang Quinoa didn't give him a chance, and threw the scimitar in his hand, and the scimitar flew towards his back.

The scimitar spun rapidly, scraping the air with a continuous blasting sound.

Wan Hui sensed the danger and hurriedly stopped his retreat, suddenly becoming in a dilemma.

He could only dodge to the right, but unfortunately his movements were still a little slower.

Jiang Quinoa had already approached him, and swung his hammer at him with his hammer in his hand.

Wan Hui frowned, and pinched his hands to bring up a wall of water, trying to stop the hammer.

But when the same hammer hit Jiang Quinoa, it seemed to change into a heavy hammer, easily breaking the wall of water and hitting him the shoulder.

"Bang!"

Wan Hui was knocked off the stage by his own weapon, and only a minute into the competition.

Wan Hui was stunned, and the audience was also stunned.

This...... That's it?

"Stage four, Jiang Quinoa wins."

Li You closed the defensive formation on the stage and announced the results of the competition.

"Boom!"

At this time, the crowd came to their senses and suddenly broke out into cheers.

They had already expected that Jiang Quinoa was very powerful, but they didn't expect that she was already so powerful that the tenth layer of Qi refining would actually kill a cultivator of the eleventh layer of Qi refining in seconds?

It's unbelievable.

Jiang Quinoa achieved the desired effect, a smile appeared on his face, and he jumped off the stage and pulled Wanhui up.

"Senior Brother Wan, I agreed."

Wan Hui came back to his senses at this time, and his gaze at Jiang Quinoa suddenly changed, full of admiration.

"I'm ashamed, if you count it seriously, I should call you Senior Sister!"

He shook his head and sighed.

The cultivation realm has always been based on strength, Jiang Quinoa is more powerful than him, shouldn't it be a senior sister?

This sentence made Jiang Quinoa's cheeks flush slightly, and he felt very embarrassed, but he didn't know what to reply, after all, the words he said when he won were easy for others to think that he was showing off.

She could only smile in return and lower her eyebrows.

Wan Hui stared at Jiang Quinoa, and found that her cheeks were slightly red, and a wave of heat rushed to the top of her head, and the roots of her ears suddenly turned red.

Ginger quinoa is not only powerful, why is it so good-looking......

"Senior Sister Jiang, I wish you the first place in this competition!"

Wan Hui's heart beat faster, he hugged his fists to send blessings to Jiang Quinoa, and then quickly walked into the crowd, lest Jiang Quinoa see his embarrassment and make some jokes.

Jiang Quinoa didn't have time to say thank you, and Wan Hui disappeared in front of him.

She coughed lowly, withdrew her hand as if nothing had happened, and stood in the crowd to observe the nearest jousting platform.

Many monks behind her were still talking about her, and she also turned a deaf ear, carefully observing the characteristics of others.

The bigwigs on the high platform also discussed Jiang Quinoa's performance.

No one doesn't like smart and powerful disciples, and they are the same.

Even Fu Yao was full of praise for her.

"This girl seems to be a five-spirit root, I think I have a fate with my invitation to Yuefeng, I'm afraid I have to compete with you Wu Yan."

Fu Yao propped her head with one hand, leaned crookedly on the chair, and said with a slight smile.

As soon as she said this, Shen Qingluo on the stage was almost choked by her own saliva, and looked at her with a look of surprise.

Crooked, crooked.

The plot has been completely crooked.

Fu Yao and Jiang Quinoa are rivals in love, what kind of magical development is this now?

"Senior Sister Fu, you're not just arguing with Wu Yan, we're all waiting here."

The other monk took over her words, touched his beard and laughed.

Several other Yuanying monks responded one after another, saying that they were also moved.

Only the sect leader Lu Zang sat aside helplessly and did not participate.

He had already heard Uncle Xiao Feng mention that he intended to accept Jiang Quinoa as an apprentice, and he went to the top floor of the Library Pavilion for a few days a few days ago, saying that it was to find a way to change Jiang Quinoa's qualifications.

So, no matter how much this group of people fight, it's in vain.

Lu Zang glanced at Xiao Feng, and sure enough, his uncle's eyes were full of pride, as if Jiang Quinoa was already his disciple.

He felt funny, silently picked up the spiritual tea on the side and took a sip, and his eyes fell on Jiang Quinoa.

A small Wuling Root disciple has attracted the attention of so many people, in addition to cultivation, there is also her strength.

Although in the eyes of these old guys, her performance is full of holes, but at the age of teenagers, her performance is already very good.

(End of chapter)

Lewen