Chapter 91: Trials (Medium)
With Jiang Feng's defeat, the next two competitions have the share of the true disciples of the Slaughtering Hall, and these two people are also level 8 apprentices like Jiang Feng, but those nominal disciples are all cultivators of the level 9 apprentices, and the true disciples of the meaningless slaughtering hall have lost two more games in a row.
"Sure enough, the disciples of the slaughterhouse are weak, and they don't even have a disciple of a level 9 apprentice spirit cultivator, and the quota of the heavenly talent has nothing to do with them. ”
"Hehe, I was robbed of my own things at my doorstep, I don't know how it feels?"
"Hey, this slaughterhouse is really pitiful, no matter how weak it is, that one place is also theirs, this is the decision of those big people in the sect, no one can change it, but unfortunately someone played tricks to take away this place. ”
"Poor? This is the reality, who calls themselves weak, and is deserved to be taken away from what belongs to them, this is the unchanging truth of the world, and no one can change it!"
"Actually, that's fine, anyway, the disciples of the Slaughter Hall are so bad, if they really go to participate in the Sixteen Kingdoms Heavenly Talent, it will only embarrass our Qingyun Sect. ”
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The three consecutive defeats made those disciples of the Slaughterhouse look down on them again and again, and no one took them seriously anymore, judging the gap between the disciples of the Slaughterhouse and others at will, and even in their eyes, if the people of the Slaughterhouse walked out of the Qingyun Sect, they would only lose face.
I have to say that these people are indeed arrogant and brainless enough, no matter how much they look down on the disciples of the slaughterhouse, but they should not say it at this moment, the so-called dog beating also depends on the master, they are judging the disciples in his hall in front of the hall master at this time, which is equivalent to falling in his face.
Once it really annoys the other party, cleaning up a few outer disciples is just a matter of words for an elder-level hall master.
No one knows what the master of the slaughtering hall really thinks, but the disciples of the slaughtering hall are all blushing, and the voices of those outer disciples who came to see the excitement were not small, they could all hear it, but they were speechless, they were on the weak side, and in the spirit cultivation world, the weak ones had no part to speak, including refutation, because they didn't dare!
"You guys are enough, the selection competition is not over yet, how do you know that our slaughterhouse disciples can't win the only place, why do you say that?"
Although the weak have no part to speak, but the hot-blooded people are not among them, obviously there are still so many hot-blooded people in the slaughterhouse, and finally there are disciples in the slaughterhouse who can't help but refute, but the disciple who refutes is Shi Yi!
Shi Yi is not a person who likes to suffer, he listened to the insults of those outer disciples to their slaughtering hall disciples, and he was not like those old disciples of the slaughtering hall who didn't know how many times he had been insulted by the outer disciples of other halls, and it was right to say that he was used to it, so these harsh words made him can't help but refute.
"Are you talking to us?How do we know that you Slaughterhouse can't win the quota for participating in the Sixteen Kingdoms Heavenly Talent? What a joke, there are only two people left in your Slaughterhouse now, and one of them is also a new disciple, why should such a person take that spot with so many level 9 apprentices?"
Obviously, they didn't expect someone from the slaughterhouse to dare to refute their words, and the old disciples of the other halls were all stunned, and then reacted, one of them sneered, and his tone was full of mockery.
If it was someone else who was so top by this old disciple's words, it is estimated that they would be immediately speechless, but Shi Yi said that it was a standard word, that is, he was alone and spoke by himself for a long time, and words like this kind of talking to people came even more casually, and he immediately said: "There is a fart for many people, and the quota for participating in the sixteen-day meeting is only one, and the quota that is won by who wins it is the point, what does it make if there are many people and few people, are you all indiscriminately filling the numbers, just to make up the number?"
"You ......," the old disciple was speechless in anger.
But the morale of the slaughterhouse has increased greatly, especially those new disciples, the arrogance in their hearts has not been completely worn off, and the blood is naturally not lacking, and they all said: "Yes, there are still two people left in our slaughterhouse, and when the time comes, as long as one of them wins the next place, it will be enough, why do you need so many people to participate?"
"Less but finer, this is the purpose of our slaughterhouse, and in the end, it will be our disciples of the slaughterhouse who will win that place, you are just a group of full goods!"
"That's right, our Senior Brother Yuan is also a cultivator of the 9th level of the spirit trainee, and it has been more than a year since he entered this realm, and his strength is also high in the same level, and with him, we will still win the quota in the end!"
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The disciples of the slaughtering hall spoke one after another, and those disciples from the other halls became the targets of bombardment, saying that they were just making up the numbers, where did they receive this, and immediately someone replied: "Level 9 Apprentice Spirit Cultivator Cultivation? Joke, don't laugh at our big teeth, who of our people who participate in the selection competition here is not such a cultivator, and they are embarrassed to say it?"
"Hey, Senior Brother Chen, it's not right for you to say that, what kind of place is their slaughterhouse, it is already good to be able to come up with such a level 9 apprentice spirit cultivator cultivation, in the past, very few of them participated in the selection competition to achieve this level of cultivation, and it is not strange to think that they can win this place after reaching level 9 cultivation. ”
The other halls bombarded the disciples of the Slaughterhouse on the grounds that the disciples of the Slaughterhouse were too low, and said that they were countrymen with little knowledge, but Shi Yi immediately said again: "What's the use of you talking so much nonsense, just watch it quietly, won't you know the result?"
"It seems that you probably don't have much confidence, so you just want to use words to hit us, and comfort yourself, what kind of ability to see the truth, what are you doing with so many nonsense!"
Shi Yi threw out a lot of words, obviously saying that he was talking more nonsense, but in his words, it was a rake.
Gradually, both sides set up a fire, and they had the intention of fighting in a group, but because of the rules of Qingyun Sect, they didn't dare to really make a move, but there was still a war of words.
And at this time, there was another analogy in the ring, and the slaughterhouse master announced again: "Hong Xuansheng won the eighth game, and Zhang Chenhao against the unknown in the ninth game!"