Chapter Seventy-Nine

The next day, at the end of the day.

Qian Jilai pushed open the door and came to the courtyard, swept through the sand pit and did not find Zhao Xinyi's figure, and opened his throat and shouted for everyone to get up. The lights in each room were on, but Zhao Xinyi's room was still pitch black, and when he kicked open Zhao Xinyi's door, there was no one empty. Xin said: "Looking for a short time? Jumped into the river? Or have you already fled down the mountain? Snorted coldly and muttered: "It seems that he is really old, his old eyes are dizzy, and he doesn't know anyone!" I saw the boss yawning and coming out of the room, and sighed, "It's not a day or two!" ”

"Master, what's wrong with you? Why sigh early in the morning? The boss said in a concerned tone.

Qian Jilai replied crisply: "Get out!" ”

"Okay!" The boss hurried away.

When a group of people came to the martial arts training ground, Qian Jilai's eyes lit up, all the lights had been lit, and Zhao Xinyi was already sitting in the cave and studying a book intently. Qian Jilai suddenly came to his senses, and a flash appeared on Zhao Xin's side, who was so focused that he didn't notice anyone for a while.

When Zhao Xin found out that someone was coming, he was startled. Qian Jilai said with a smile on his face: "Alive? ”

Zhao Xin nodded and said, "It's good to get some sleep!" ”

Qian Jilai said angrily: "You still dig your own grave, erect your own tombstone, don't eat or drink, Lao Tzu thinks you really want to kill yourself!" ”

"Sleep comfortably this way!" Zhao Xinyi said seriously, "Speaking of death, Master, you can rest assured, I am the most afraid of death, no matter what, I will not kill myself!" ”

"As a teacher, I really didn't see the wrong person! That's how it should be, don't you say the old saying, it's better to die than to live! This is the wise saying, what a simple sentence, but how many people can understand, how many amazing and glamorous people suffer such a little hardship and frustration, they will die or live, or slump, willing to sink, it is really regrettable and emotional! ”

"Master's lesson, apprentice to keep in mind!" Zhao Xinyi said seriously.

Qian Jilai patted Zhao Xinyi's shoulder and said, "Very good!" "Turn and leave.

Zhao Xinyi continued to concentrate on studying, and when he encountered something he didn't understand, he asked Qian Jilai for advice, and when the time came, he went to class.

When he arrived at the lecture hall, Liu Qinglin had been waiting for a while, and when he saw Zhao Xinyi, he scolded and rushed forward, clamoring to fight with Zhao Xinyi. Zhao Xinyi ignored it directly, bypassed him, he was furious and humiliated, and Zhao Xin couldn't hear it.

Liu Qinglin started directly, but was stopped by Yan Wentao, who arrived in time, Liu Qinglin had to stop, and scolded Zhao Xinyi a few words in his mouth, Zhao Xinyi ignored it, thanked Yan Wentao and went to class. In class, a group of people ridiculed and humiliated Zhao Xinyi in every way, and the latter couldn't hear it, and listened to the lecture and read the book carefully.

In the days that followed, Zhao Xin was in constant trouble, and he would be bullied every once in a while, or sneered at, or beaten up, and people gave him the nickname "Womb Waste", and his life was very difficult.

As he studied more and more books on spiritual power and spiritual veins, the more he realized that he might really be hopeless. The days were getting darker and darker, and he was disappointed that he could not see a single light.

The more frustrated he became, the more courageous he became, he couldn't do it, and he didn't believe my fate. Because, over the years, he has seen too many people who can't help themselves, too many innocent and weak people who have suddenly suffered disasters, died tragically under the clutches of robbers and ghosts, and too many other good young people who have died of terminal illnesses, and there are too many others! In short, there is an end to manpower.

But he can still insist, the blood feud has not yet been avenged, and his truth has not been told to those dog-eyed guys, he is unwilling and cannot give up.

Suddenly, one day, Zhao Xinyi heard the cynicism of several people, saying that he was a little white face, and he was Lian'er's face. He thought it was funny at first, but after a little thought, he figured out the joints. Recently, the people who are looking for trouble for themselves are all new people, and Liu Qinglin and a few other familiar faces haven't troubled themselves for a while, so I think it was Yan Chen who asked Lian'er to help him secretly.

The next day, there were a few more pig's heads with blue noses and swollen faces in the class, some of them were the ones who talked about it yesterday, and one was Zhao Xinyi himself. Last night, Lian'er came to him angrily, and without saying a word, she was beaten hard.

Zhao Xinyi completely understood what was going on, it must have been during this time that Yan Chen asked Lian'er to settle a lot of things behind his back.

Then, the days returned to normal again. Others are either happy to show off their cultivation improvements, or they are showing off their newly learned supernatural powers, and they are enjoying themselves. He could only hold the book and read it again and again, think about it again and again, and ask the master for advice if he didn't know anything. At first, Qian Jilai answered easily, but later, most of his questions could not even be answered by Qian Jilai. After that, the two would often debate for an hour, and he could occasionally gain the upper hand once or twice, and Qian Jilai also praised him.

It's just that life hasn't changed. He is still hopeless in repairing the spiritual vein, and he is an alternative in the eyes of everyone, and he has confirmed the nickname of "Waste of Nests".

What makes him even more uncomfortable is that it has been more than two months since he was admitted to the hospital, and it seems that it will be three months old, the first annual battle of the disciples of the Green Wolf Bureau, the so-called Hundred Wolf Battle for Supremacy is about to start, and the cultivation of the disciples of the whole world is advancing by leaps and bounds, but he is the only one who has experienced several times of taking medicine and bathing, and every time he has hope, but all he can get is continuous blows.

He looked up and asked the sky, "What should I do?" ”

Cang Tian naturally didn't reply, that means what do you love to do, what does it matter to me!

The hundred wolves are about to compete for hegemony, and the disciples of the Green Wolf Bureau are eager to try, imagining that they can also be like those senior brothers and sisters of the Golden Leopard Bureau, brave and invincible, and become the leader of the wolves.

Zhao Xinyi also had a fantasy, who doesn't want to be a world-class hero, worshipped, and the top ten still have the qualifications of Fuhu Perception. But he knows that this top ten is basically impossible for him, and he is now just a wreck in the eyes of everyone.

Slowly, he discovered that it wasn't easy to keep going.

Deep down, he thought more than once, maybe Yan Xinghai was right, he was walking a dead end now, no matter how hard he tried, it was in vain.

But he still doesn't want to admit it, especially from Yan Xinghai's mouth.

Although he prayed every day that this bullshit wolf battle would end without a hitch, or delay it for a while, he really didn't like God, and God wouldn't let him get his wish.

The battle for the hegemony of the hundred wolves is still coming, the sun is shining brightly, the sky is clear, and there is no cloud.

It's still eight rings, or draw lots to determine the opponent, the difference is that the spectators are much less than the annual battles of the Golden Leopard Bureau, mainly because the disciples of the Green Wolf Bureau have just started for three months, their cultivation is too low, and their combat skills are too clumsy, so there is really nothing to see.

Zhao Xinyi's opponent in the first round was Lin Shenyu, which made him feel slightly gratified, and when he put some water to lose to Lin Shenyu later, he didn't think it was a fool's errand, whether it was face or lining, it was a blessing in misfortune.

Zhao Lin and the two immediately started fighting, Lin Shenyu had never experienced actual combat, and he was restrained at the beginning, embarrassed to do it, and his moves were very lame. Zhao Xinyi fed him tricks while letting him slowly get used to it.

After more than a dozen rounds, Lin Shenyu completely let go of his hands and feet, and the more he fought, the more ferocious he became. Only then did Zhao Xinyi realize that his cultivation had reached the eighth layer of the Qi Refining Period, and all kinds of tastes suddenly came to his heart.

After fighting for more than 30 rounds, he gradually felt that his spiritual power was exhausted, but Lin Shenyu was still full of spiritual power and swayed freely. I can't help but lament and laugh at myself, I am really a waste!

Lin Shenyu has a spiritual vein, and the spiritual power is like a source of living water, endless. Zhao Xinyi has no spiritual veins and can't take the initiative to absorb spiritual power, so he can only passively rely on the gluttonous talisman, and when the gluttonous talisman is absorbed is not something he can control, he is like a rootless tree, and it is not up to him. After a long time, the two of them stood apart.

Previously, he wanted to release the water to let Lin Shenyu win, but he didn't expect that after a few more rounds of fighting, he had completely fallen into the upper hand, and when he was thinking about how he should lose to Lin Shenyu without losing face, the latter suddenly turned around and "failed", was kicked in the right leg by him, and fell directly out of the ring.

He couldn't cry or laugh, and scolded secretly: "Ergou, you stupid, you acting too clumsy!" At the same time, I was a little grateful, but I didn't expect him to have the same thoughts as himself.

After getting out of the ring, Zhao Xinyi pretended to be angry and asked Lin Shenyu why he released the water, but the latter denied it and refused to admit it. He was about to teach him a lesson, when he was called to draw lots.

I have to say that he was lucky with shit today, and his opponent in the second round was Fat Stone - he was already injured in the first round, and he beat him hard and won easily. In the third round, he drew another bye and was in the top 10.

In the fourth round, the god of luck stayed away from him and drew Liu Qinglin.

It's really a narrow road!

Liu Qinglin had already jumped into the ring and was staring at him with contempt. He was not afraid, he flew and jumped into the ring, holding his head high, and his momentum did not lose at all.

When the enemy meets, he is very red-eyed.

The elder who presided over the battle had not yet taken the stage, Liu Qinglin spat at the mouth, and mocked: "Waste, look at your nest, it's disgusting to look at, and you dare to take the initiative to come up and send you to death?" ”

The two went toe-for-tat, and a lot of people immediately came from the audience to see the excitement.

Zhao Xinyi was not annoyed, but asked with a smile: "Who is the waste talking about?" ”

"Waste naturally means that you ......" Liu Qinglin found out that he had been fooled as soon as he exited, and said that he was a waste.

There was a burst of laughter from the audience, Liu Qinglin was furious, gritted his teeth in anger, and was about to make a move, when the elder who happened to be presiding over arrived and said lukewarmly: "All the strength is used in the battle, don't just play lipstick!" "Shouted" Go to war! ”

Liu Qinglin couldn't wait, he shot angrily, strode into the meteor, his fists one left and one right made a move to fill his ears, Zhao Xinyi used the bear fire charm to block, and at the same time used the wind to try to dodge quickly, and he was not worried about not enough.

Liu Qinglin clapped his hands and scattered the two flames, and said in a cold tone: "Is this the only skill you have?" ”

Zhao Xinyi: "It's enough to deal with your waste stupid bear!" ”

"Looks like you don't have a long memory!" Liu Qinglin roared angrily and bullied forward.

"Kill this arrogant wreck!" Fat Shi Shoutian shouted hard in the audience.

Liu Qinglin gritted his teeth and said, "Did you hear it?" Everyone is looking forward to your death! ”

Zhao Xinyi sneered: "It's just a few dogs that can only bark!" ”

"Shoot him!" Fat Shi Thin Tian was so angry that his face turned purple.

Liu Qinglin killed again, Zhao Xinyi repeated his old skills, shook his hand and used two water arrow talismans to block, one teleportation talisman to dodge, and secretly arranged two ice talismans, hoping to take advantage of Liu Qinglin's flaws to catch him off guard.

"I don't have a long memory!" Liu Qinglin sneered, his figure disappeared suddenly, Zhao Xin secretly said that it was not good, thinking that this guy really had a high-level teleportation talisman, and hurriedly urged another teleportation talisman prepared in his hand, but he was a step too slow.

"He actually has two second-order low-grade teleportation charms in his hands!" Zhao Xin was shocked, the spirit talisman in his hand had not been fully urged, and he was hit hard by Liu Qinglin's iron fist on his back, and he fell into a dog to chew, and it happened to fall on the ice talisman he had laid before, and his arms were frozen and glued to the stone ground, maintaining the embarrassed appearance of a dog eating, unable to move.

"Look at his wretched face!" Fat Shi Thin Tian took the lead in coaxing.

Everyone in the audience burst into laughter.

Zhao Xinyi struggled hard, didn't care about the cold ice tearing the sleeve robe, cutting the skin, and the blood flowing, just now he could move, and was about to get up, but was stepped on his back by Liu Qinglin unhurriedly.

Liu Qinglin crushed it with his foot, as if he was going to crush a bedbug, and sneered: "Waste of the nest, do you dare to be arrogant in front of Lao Tzu in the future?" ”

The laughter in the audience was even worse, as if they were going to poke a hole in the sky.

Zhao Xinyi yelled angrily: "You are a fucking wreck!" ”

"Dare to be hard-mouthed!" Liu Qinglin raised his other foot and kicked hard at Zhao Xinyi's waist and abdomen.

Fat Shi Shoutian took the lead again to coax, pointed at Zhao Xinyi and laughed: "Look at his waste! ”

The crowd laughed.

Zhao Xinyi gritted his teeth, his eyes were red, his face was distorted, hatred roared in his heart, and a hearty laugh sounded in the depths of the heart lake, "Hate, hate, kill them all!" A ferocious force flowed from the black talisman in his body.

"Enough!" The presiding elder let out a loud shout, no longer letting them mess around.

Liu Qinglin saw that he could teach Zhao Xinyi a good lesson, but he was stopped, although he was unwilling, he had to stop. Zhao Xinyi suddenly woke up and gasped for breath.

Liu Qinglin scolded and got out of the ring, Lin Shenyu came to the stage and helped Zhao Xinyi out of the ring, and apologized in a low voice: "I'm sorry!" ”

Zhao Xinyi: "It's not your fault!" ”

Lin Shenyu sent Zhao Xinyi back to Wangjiang Courtyard and said goodbye reluctantly. Later, Zhao Xinyi heard that Liu Qinglin won the first place, the second place was Yan Wentao, and the third place was Yan Ziyu. After this battle, he can be regarded as completely solidifying the title of wreck.

But after all, he also entered the top ten and got the qualification to enter the Fuhu Enlightenment, which is a blessing in misfortune!

The dark days went on without waves.