There was a lot of noise in the back of the audience, and the speech was not very good.

Shen Tu Lie crossed his arms and tilted his head, and glanced lightly at the disciples who were speaking, and the other party was immediately silenced, and he didn't dare to speak again in a cold sweat.

He retracted his gaze, his gaze was still faint, and his heart was turbulent: why did he come, why did he come? He just wanted to see if he could come out with a talented god and teach that little ghost a lesson! Relieve your anger!

Lin Xia stood aside with his hands folded.

That's what he thinks too.

The thoughts in the hearts of the rest of the disciples who came were roughly the same as theirs.

Among this row of personal disciples, there is a hand-held banner to send warmth.

Xie Ti also held a small wooden sign in his hand: Miao Miao is brave to fly, and Ti will always be with you!

Qu Fengmian: "Come on, Senior Sister!" Beat everyone up! You are the best! ”

Shen Tu Lie glanced at the two of them.

Xuanling Sect's eyes were still as bad as ever.

Finally, the contestants are in place.

After the deacon on the jousting ring shouted his name, Ling Miao and Ding Ze walked onto the stage from both sides of the ring.

The audience was in a hurry.

"You're in luck!"

"Let's take it easy! Don't let people say that you are a bully child at the peak of foundation building! ”

"Don't say that! One punch to make her fly! ”

Ling Miao came to the stage and saw that it was Ding Ze on the other side, and her eyes lit up.

"Yo! Old acquaintance! ”

Ding Ze snorted in response.

"Not bad!"

Ling Miao nodded with satisfaction, "Very imposing!" ”

On Yuehuazong's side, after all, it was the first game of the little junior sister in the sect's big competition, and the other four relatives of Yuehuazong came, and even Lin Qiancheng, who had always loved to sleep lazy, was in place.

Before the game began, Lin Qiancheng turned over the audience, walked lazily to the ring, took out a small folding bench from the mustard seed bag and handed it to Ling Miao.

The child took the small bench and looked at Lin Qiancheng inexplicably, not knowing the essentials.

What are you giving her a stool? Pick up a stool and smash someone? She doesn't need a weapon to play a warm-up game.

Lin Qiancheng closed her eyes slightly, looking like she hadn't woken up, and spoke slowly.

"Give you a spare, and give it back to me if you don't need it...... You must give it back to me, this is what I used to rest during my training. ”

"Okay."

Although she didn't know what it was for, Ling Miao nodded obediently and took the small bench to a corner of the ring.

When she returned to the center of the tournament platform, the deacon happened to come up.

The deacon glanced at the contestants on both sides and said, "Report yourself." ”

"Tai Chi Sect, Ding Ze!"

"Yuehuazong, Ling Miao."

"The competition begins!"

The momentum around Ding Ze swelled up the moment it started under the deacon's shout, and the momentum was violent.

Ling Miao stared at the other party's movements, waiting for him to attack.

The result is the next second.

Ding Ze retracted his momentum, looked at the deacon with a calm face, raised his hand and said, "I admit defeat." ”

Among those present was Ling Miao: "? ”

The deacon was obviously stunned for a moment, and then announced according to the process, "Yuehua Sect, Ling Miao wins. ”

The field exploded all at once.

"What do you mean, this can't be an invited actor! How much money was given in advance! ”

"It's too fake! It's dirty! Do you remember being a disciple of the Tai Chi Sect? Do you still want a face! ”

"You're too embarrassed to build a foundation's face, hey! Retreat without a fight! Waste this opportunity! ”

"What's going on! Lao Tzu shouted this old man for a long time, and waited for so long, you show me this! ”

"You're too timid, hey! Be all abroad! What do you mean! Go out in the future, don't say you're from the Tai Chi Sect! ”

"Forget the brothers, he gives the people behind him a chance!"

Ding Ze didn't care about the dead movements in the audience.

If you want to face or die, but any more hesitation is disrespectful to your own life.

After admitting defeat, he didn't plan to linger any longer, but turned around, and walked directly under the competition platform without looking back.

Seeing this, Ling Miao didn't have time to think about it, so she rushed over and grabbed the person.

"Oops, hey, wait! What does that mean? Don't go yet, hey! It's all here, give some face! ”

Ding Ze subconsciously wanted to ignore her and continue to leave, but the little girl's strength was terrifying.

He was a big man who was pulled by a little girl who was no taller than his waist, and he couldn't take a step anymore, which was too embarrassing.

Ding Ze turned his head to look at Ling Miao with an unkind face and roared.

"What are you going to do, Ling Miao, I'll tell you! I've thrown in the towel! You can't hit me anymore! Let me go! ”

He's already on the stage! He's brave enough!

Ling Miao was stunned for a moment, lowered her head and seemed to think for a while, and when she looked up again, she had already changed to a teary-eyed appearance.

"Don't, you're gone, what should I do! I beg you, just hit me, just give it a shot! ”

The little girl snorted, aggrieved.

"Is it because of those five hundred high-grade spirit stones, you don't want to fight with me, I'll give you the spirit stones, don't go, stay and fight with me."

Ding Ze gritted his teeth, "Shut up!" Do I care about money? Life! What I care about is fate! Let go and let me go! ”

In the audience, all the disciples watched this scene inexplicably.

What the hell, this Zhuji didn't want to bully the Qi Refining Period, but the Qi Refining Period actually pulled him and begged him not to go.

Haven't seen it, never seen it.

On stage, Ding Ze couldn't stand the more and more eyes that converged on him.

These people don't understand anything at all!

He had already mustered up the courage to come up, and he really didn't want to stay on the stage for even a second longer.

His eyes sank, and he drew his long sword with a 'brush', neatly cut off the sleeve he was pulling by Ling Miao, and then rushed off the competition platform as if he was running away.

Ling Miao held half of his sleeve and watched him leave sadly.

No, it's all about that.

At halftime, Duan Yunzhou looked at Ling Miao who had slipped down from the competition platform, and said with a smile: "Congratulations to the little junior sister, you won the first battle easily!" ”

Ling Miao's eyes were empty, "But I feel that my heart is empty ......"

What is the first battle, there is no battle at all.

Duan Yunzhou glanced at the big schedule announcement board not far from the competition platform.

"It's okay, junior sister, you started this game late, and those who have already decided the winner will meet you, and the deacon should draw lots for you soon."

"Huh?"

Hearing this, Ling Miao raised her eyes to look at the event billboard, and sure enough, she saw that except for her own group, the other groups were already several more complete.

Sure enough, less than half a moment later, she heard the deacon on the competition platform announce loudly: "The next game, Yuehua Sect Ling Miao, against Taiji Sect Lu Peiyuan!" ”

On the side of the Taiji Sect, Lu Peiyuan heard the deacon's lottery results, and a smile directly appeared on his face.

Lu Peiyuan, as an inner disciple of the Taiji Sect, cultivated in the late stage of foundation building.