Chapter 40: Dissolution
The next is not an example.
What these four words mean, everyone knows very well in their hearts.
This is a seemingly warning of protection.
The majesty emanating from it was also deliberate, not so much as a warning to the soul, but rather a warning to all the disciples present.
The rules of the sect can be broken, but not everyone can break them.
Your talent is strong enough, the sect trusts you enough, the rules can be broken!
But if you don't have these, then you can do your own thing.
The majesty of the four characters symbolizes the judgment of the cabinet master.
Soul, not guilty!
Everyone was in an uproar, but no one dared to question it out loud, this was the decision of the top level of the sect, how could these little disciples dare to deny it.
The referee elder nodded silently when he heard this, and then continued directly.
"In the next game, Changsheng will face ......"
It was a well-known genius in the sect who came on the field, but at this time, no one cared about it, and no one cared.
For what is happening now, these two people are really too bland, boring to arouse the slightest interest in watching.
"What is the bottom line ranking of the selection of martial arts techniques?" Ling Soul, who was the person concerned, didn't care about the turmoil he caused, and turned his head to ask.
"The top 10 will do. Luo Xingyu replied, although he was a little surprised that the heart of the person in front of him was big, but he still replied.
Ling Soul nodded and said no more, but then he lowered his head.
"That...... When are you going to come down?"
There is no doubt that these words were said to Xiao Meng, who had been hanging on him from just now to now.
At first, he still let the soul exert force to drive Xiao Meng, but later even this force was saved, and it was completely held by Xiao Meng on his own, and he didn't even come down until his hands were lowered.
"You want martial arts?" Xiao Meng asked with a wink, she had been on Ling Soul and had listened to his questions very clearly.
"Senior sister can give it to me?" Ling Soul asked, but there was not much expectation in his eyes.
At this time, Xiao Meng lost the ruthlessness of Fang Cai, and looked as shy as a little daughter.
"What do you want?" Xiao Meng blushed and thought for a moment, but his expression was much more serious.
"It's too clear. ”
Xiao Meng carefully observed the change in Ling Soul's expression, and finally found that he was not joking and exclaimed.
"How is it possible! Even if my family interferes, the Taiqing Wind Technique is not something that ordinary disciples can obtain, and besides, the strength of the Divine Wind Pavilion cannot be underestimated, with the current strength of our Xiao family, it is not enough to compare, otherwise how would I come here to cultivate." ”
Seeing Xiao Meng's puffing appearance, Ling Soul was not surprised, this was a natural answer.
If the Wind Clearing Technique was so easy to obtain, he wouldn't have looked forward to it too much.
As the finale martial art of the sect, it is not something that can be obtained so easily.
"The Taiqing Wind Technique not only needs to be recognized by the Pavilion Master and engraved with a mark, but also needs to obtain a trace of the Taiqing Origin by virtue of its own strength, so that the Taiqing Wind Technique can be gradually cultivated, if it weren't for the fact that I had heard my father talk about it with others, I wouldn't have known such a secret. ”
"I see, thank you, sister. Soul smiled.
"No thanks, I didn't help much...... Xiao Meng lowered his head and said, his voice became smaller and smaller, making Bai Xiao's eyeballs on the side almost pop out.
"What kind of world is this!" Bai Xiao looked up at the sky unevenly.
"The way of the strong. Luo Xingyu answered the question on his own again.
"You...... Hey, stupid!" Bai Xiaoyue sighed as he hated iron but not steel.
Luo Xingyu was a little puzzled, he didn't think there was a problem with his answer.
Isn't this always a world where the strong are respected and the law of the jungle is the strong?
The fists were clenched, Luo Xingyu's resolute and cold face was covered with a layer of haze, and it was fleeting, and he was still sighing on the side, and the sad and pitiful Bai Xiaoyue didn't notice his emotional changes at all.
"Senior sister, please calm down in the future, otherwise a delicate and beautiful woman like Senior Sister will only defile herself in vain. "Knowing what you want to know brings your soul to the point.
Xiao Meng lowered her head when she heard this, and for some reason, the moment she touched the young man in front of her, her thinking became clearer, and she was also surprised by what she had done.
Why did I suddenly become so jealous?
Is this me still the same me I used to be?
Xiao Meng was suddenly very afraid of herself just now, the vicious, ruthless femme fatale.
As if she had fallen into an endless abyss, she only felt that her feet had been bound, and there was endless darkness and desolation around her, but it was as if an infinite fire was about to burn herself, and she was in pain.
"I know that Senior Sister Fangcai's actions are not his intention, but the martial artist has countless difficulties and obstacles along the way, and Senior Sister must overcome this level. ”
The sound was cool, coming from above, and seemed to bring the light of the heavens to illuminate the darkness and extinguish the flames.
A pair of hands as delicate as a woman resting on her shoulders brought the warmth of illuminating the darkness and the coolness of dispelling the flames.
This person.
Xiao Meng was almost intoxicated, with him, he would definitely not be jealous of any woman again.
Xiao Meng firmly believed.
"Can you, marry me? The woman in her arms had a misty look in her eyes and muttered in her mouth.
These words startled Ling Soul, even if he was calm and calm, he couldn't help but tremble at this time.
Play big!
These three words appeared in the soul without hesitation.
"More accurately, it's a game of play. Bai Xiaoyue had already pricked up his ears, so naturally he would not miss such an important sentence.
At this time, he began to cover his face and snicker, and seemed to know what Ling Soul was thinking and corrected it.
"Senior sister, I'm only ten years old. Ling Soul whispered, just like the little Zhengtai next door, blushing completely.
Xiao Meng also knew that she had spoken something shocking unconsciously, but she didn't immediately retract her shocking words, she wanted to see the young man's reaction.
Fortunately, the other party's reaction was still within his acceptance, Xiao Meng patted his full chest and relaxed.
I'm only ten years old, this is naturally the meaning of refusal, but it is not too absolute, which shows that she still has some hope, after all, didn't he also praise her for her beauty just now?
But then again, this guy doesn't act like a ten-year-old at all, so much so that many people ignore it, including himself.
When I came back to my senses, I realized that the object of my attention was only a ten-year-old child, although his age was not much older than the other party, but in this era of the strong man talking about the world, the power of Ling Soul was already amazing among many young generations, and even made people forget that he had just begun to step into the cultivation path.
Although there are sect resources to help, this strength improvement is too perverted, and then she thought of it again.
This calm, fast-paced, and strong teenager also has a special physique.
This undoubtedly raised the status of Ling Soul again in an instant, as long as he did not die young, with his natural strength, sooner or later he would be a man who wanted to care about the sky.
All of this creates an extremely frightening fact.
This man is perfect and abnormal, so perfect that almost no woman can resist it.
I have to hurry up, Xiao Meng's hanging hand clenched his clothes.
She had to take advantage of the fact that no more women had noticed this, after all, in the eyes of more people, Ling Soul was still a little too tender, and those who had not directly touched him preferred to think that he was an ignorant child who was rampant and disrespectful.
"Senior sister, when are you going to come down?" The question was still the same question, the questioner was still the questioner, but the person who answered ignored this sentence again and refused to move for a long time.
.........
"Brother Ping, that little white face seems to be on the list of Miss Xiao. "The person who insulted Ling Soul before reported to Chai Liangping.
"Xiao Meng?" Chai Liangping's eyes were gloomy, as if he was about to wring out water.
Although his Chai Liangping's family is also famous, it is far from being comparable to the Xiao family in Yonghe City, if Ling Soul is really favored by Xiao Meng, then even the head of the Chai family will never let him retaliate again, and even if necessary, he will put down his body and apologize to him.
Moreover, the progress of the soul's strength is too incredible, and it has reached the same realm as himself in just a few days, if the title of genius is added, the Xiao family will definitely support it.
If there is a conflict at that time, his father, the owner of the Chai family, may even abandon him as the eldest son.
After all, there are so many heirs of the head of the family, Chai Liangping is just the son of the lucky main house, and his talent is not bad, which is valued by the head of the family and promoted to his current status.
But this position can be ruined at any time by a single step.
After weighing the pros and cons, it is the clearest choice to release the previous suspicions and turn enemies into friends.
But somehow......
Chai Liangping clearly felt how violently his heart was beating, and his expression became more and more hideous.
He was not reconciled.
If that's the case, let's do it.
He is a son of the Chai family, but he is not an indecisive hypocrisy.
Time passed, the competition was coming to an end, and the top thirteen of the Heavenly Rank were decided.
But what is surprising is that the disciples who have been eliminated into the lower-level martial platform since then have failed one after another.
Disciples of all classes were defeated by one person.
Disciple of the Yellow Order, don't ask.
This is a strong figure who even looks away from the sect, and he has defeated his opponents all the way, and the heaven-level geniuses who have just stepped into the resurrection competition selected by the elders have also lost one after another.
He seemed to have inexhaustible strength, obviously only one victory was enough, but he fought four battles, and two of his opponents were Heaven Rank disciples.
Since then, it has entered the top 16 finals all the way.
"Next, defeat you. Mo Wen smiled gently.
His appearance was so ordinary that one could not find a trace of it, but his smile was very friendly, but the words he spoke did not match his gentle appearance.
Smiles.
Dark horse, soul order.