Chapter 436: Four Arts Competition (10)
Yang Shiwen felt the pointing and pointing of the onlookers, and his face suddenly felt hot, which was really embarrassing.
"My last word of advice to you, it's best not to think about revenge or anything, people's backgrounds are not something people like you can provoke. Zhang Fu pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled mockingly, that was the Sword Cang Venerable, a person who was famous for protecting his shortcomings.
If he really moved his apprentices, these people would wash their necks and wait.
Gu Lingling bit her lip tightly when she heard this, and her hands clenched into fists, blaming those two sluts!
How have I ever been so embarrassed?
And when Yang Shiwen heard Zhang Fu say this, he regretted that his intestines were blue.
What kind of stupidity did you commit in the first place?
Thinking of this, he directly flicked his sleeves, didn't look at Gu Lingling, and left directly.
He still has to find a way to coax Yi Hanwei back.
However, it shouldn't be difficult, doesn't she love herself deeply?
As long as she expressed her meaning a little, she would definitely run back.
A beautiful life seemed to appear in front of him, and Yang Shiwen actually laughed.
When Gu Lingling saw that Yang Shiwen had left, she was shocked, and immediately chased after her, without even looking at Liang Ping.
Liang Ping stared at the figures of the two in silence, and after looking at them for a long time, he laughed suddenly.
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And Zhi Yao, who is in the competition, is depicting the most important ending of the Seven Star Array, connecting the seven painting methods with one stroke.
At this time, she was a little nervous, and subconsciously held her breath, until the last stroke ended perfectly, and she breathed a sigh of relief.
Looking at the array plate shining with a faint light in her hand, Zhi Yao smiled with satisfaction, she could make progress every time she portrayed, which really made her happy.
Zhi Yao looked around and soon found that there was already a Jindan early stage male cultivator who was already meditating to recover his spiritual power.
And the others are still struggling with their heads buried in their heads.
Putting the array plate on the stone table, Zhi Yao also sat cross-legged and began to meditate and recover.
"Tsk, it seems that this girl is finished again!" Liu Junjie's eyes lit up when he saw Zhiyao put down the array.
Although it took her a little longer this round, it was also very fast.
It's not even an hour.
The two types of formation path and rune path are different from the Dan Dao and the instrument path, and the materials that need to be provided for the first two are very simple, so it is up to the players themselves to choose what type to make, as long as the grade is enough, they can enter the next round.
Therefore, everyone's works may be different, and there will be no ranking, just look at the grade.
Dan Dao and Qi Dao are too troublesome to prepare materials, so the content of each round of competition is prescribed, and everyone's goal is the same.
I don't know what kind of array this girl makes.
"I don't look at whose apprentice it is. Nangong Ruyue sat up straight with some pride, that look, I didn't know and thought it was her disciple.
Liu Junjie didn't poke it, but just stared at her funny.
Nangong Ruyue, on the other hand, looked at Zhi Yao, who was meditating, and remembered the Venerable Jiancang she had seen.
At that time, he was like a round of sun, extremely dazzling, but unreachable.
Every time, I could only watch him stay with the ninth sister from a distance, and I didn't even have the courage to come forward to say hello.
In fact, she has always been a genius, and her talent is even better than that of the ninth sister, but in front of the Sword Cang Venerable, she still feels inferior.
She had low self-esteem to the point that once, when he took the initiative to ask her name, she didn't even have the courage to speak, so she turned her head and ran away.
This has become the thing she regrets the most now.
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