Chapter Seventy-Two: The Maniac

In the blink of an eye, Shushan tried it, the sect stipulated that today's lottery competition, each person played five games, according to the results of the game to determine your status in Shushan, although only five games were decided by lottery, but Nangong Quan until the cat greasy, who and who is stronger will inevitably call back to the same group, therefore, most people are more satisfied with the results of the game, Shushan has regulations, if the game has not even won a game, then this person does not have to stay in Shushan.

Shushan will leave a lot of leeway for the disciples, although the first and second games are normal draws, but the subsequent games are too strong or too weak people will be arranged according to the surface of the lottery in the form of secret, it is difficult to lose the game, if you really lose, it can only mean that your strength is not good, Shushan does not leave waste, this kind of disciple selection system is still more reasonable, but the workload of the tutors will be very large, they need a lot of data, to have a deep understanding of the disciples, of course, this is only the system of the outer door.

Nangong Quan's competition system is not like this, they have to win one game in three competitions, which is stricter than other outer disciples, but it is not to the point of being aggressive, after all, there are three chances. The competition started on a sunny morning, and none of them knew who their opponents were, only the numbers in which they were playing, which meant they could watch the game.

After the elder of the outer sect who had been to Hengshan said one or two opening remarks, the game officially began, and the mentors served as referees, if the disciples admit defeat or his life is in danger, even if he loses, of course, if there is real danger, the mentors will stop it. On top of a mountain peak, several naturally formed low-lying areas spread throughout the mountain, becoming a good stand and battlefield. The trees here are not too dense, and the large and small ravines on the ground do not know how many years they have existed, this is the glory, the glory of the predecessors of Shushan, they have fought countless battles here, and the hideousness of the battlefield is their achievement.

Looking at these Nangong Quan and the others, I couldn't help but be in awe, and then the battle began, originally Nangong Quan thought that he could get a good result, but the more he looked at it, the more he found that these people were simply too powerful, just from the cultivation point of view, their own level was not below the foundation building period, in addition, they had rich combat experience, due to the use of flying swords, they needed to fight in close quarters, their physical fitness or spirit armor were very good, Nangong Quan compared them with himself, only to find his own shortcomings, he had learned too much, and it was not in place, if he was hit by their sword, he could not stop the strong earth system defense exercises, and no matter how powerful the wood system exercises and water system exercises could not be saved。

After observing for a long time, Nangong couldn't help but admire, but the others said: "It's nothing, it's that you're too weak, it's not that others are too strong, practice hard." As soon as Xiao Hei said this, many sharp eyes shot at them, more disdain, with greed and some strange eyes. Because Xiao Hei is really strange, this is a white spirit fox, even if it can speak human words, what a powerful spiritual wisdom this must be.

Slowly, Nangong Quan and the others received more and more eyes, both men and women, they were amazed by Su Xue's cold and arrogant beauty, and they were also amazed by Qingling's sweet beauty, and they were attracted by Aotian's unyielding arrogance and his silver hair, fair skin, and strong body, and those who looked at Nangong Quan were some contempt, disdain, and look at young children, which couldn't help but make Nangong Quan feel angry.

Soon, Qingling's competition arrived, but with the start of the mentor, the game also came to an end, everyone only saw that the two of them did not move, and the mentor shouted: "The game is over, Qingling wins." Just when someone was about to redress his grievances, he saw that the opponent had fallen to the ground, and the medical instructor entered the scene and took the person away, and everyone was shocked, what happened?

Undoubtedly, the victory in this game made Qing Ling's popularity skyrocket, she was already beautiful, and her cultivation was so high, how could this not attract attention? And except for Nangong Quan, the others also solved the battle vigorously, Nangong Quan desperately wanted to catch up with them, but found that the gap between them was getting farther and farther.

Just when he was frustrated, he heard the mentor shouting loudly: "Qin Feng!!" The voice was so loud that the entire mountain could be heard, and then the discussion sounded again: "It's him again, it's him every time." ”

"That's it, it's been a few times, I really don't understand how the sect would let him do this. ”

"Be quiet, there are mentors everywhere here, and they will suffer if they hear it, but that Qin madman does have some skills. ”

"What's wrong with his ability, look at it, after a while, he won't be able to leave him. ”

Words like this could be heard everywhere, and Nangong Quan was very curious, so he asked, "This senior brother, may I ask what happened to Senior Brother Qin Feng, why do you call him Qin Madman?"

The man glanced at Nangong Quan strangely, and when he glanced at Qingling Su Xue beside Nangong Quan, he looked at him, and said solemnly: " This Qin Feng is the first person in the outer gate of Shushan, but he is not in the sect all the year round, he is strange enough, since he was seriously injured outside once and was cured, the whole person is crazy and often says some crazy words, the elders warned him many times, he stopped talking, but he is still in the sect for a year as before, and he will only appear in such a year-old and year-end tests, and he is a legendary figure. ”

Nangong was puzzled: "Then why does the mentor want to yell his name like this?"

The man said: "You must be new, tell you, this Qin madman will be late for a quarter of an hour every year, no more, no less, the mentors are helpless, the mentor just now must be because the time is almost up, and he is impatient, because when he is a quarter of an hour late, he will be dealt with as lost, but this mentor must not want Qin madman to be late, so he is in a hurry." ”

Nangong Quan and the others suddenly realized, this inevitably aroused their interest, and after thanking the man, he took the strange eyes of everyone and left, walking towards the birthplace of the voice, and sure enough, there was an outer disciple and an angry mentor standing in the venue. There were many disciples watching from the periphery of the venue, and they all wanted to see this Qin madman make a fool of himself.

After a while, I heard the mentor shouting: "Qin Feng! If you don't come again, you will really be disqualified." ”

Nangong Quan said strangely: "Can he really hear such a roar? What if he is not in the sect?" Xiao Hei yawned: "Then who knows, this person is really strange, he is not afraid of being treated coldly by the mentors all year round? Or does the sect actually acquiesce to his behavior, looking at the tone of the mentor, it seems that he doesn't want him to be late." ”

Just as everyone was thinking about what Xiao Hei said, they heard Nangong Quan shouting: "Senior Brother Qin Feng!!Come on, otherwise you really won't be qualified!" Aotian smashed his head with a brain: "My stupid little brother, what does it have to do with you if people don't arrive, if you want to watch the play, you have to shut up and watch the play, and what to say." ”

Aotian said this, Nangong Quan obediently closed his mouth and lay on the delicate wooden fence, looking at the venue, he really didn't want Qin Feng to be fifteen minutes late and be disqualified from the year-end test, the year-end test was also a knockout competition, and a large number of disciples were eliminated for the year-end test, and it was said that the final prize of the year-end test was that the tutors would be greedy when they saw it.

Seeing that the time was about to come, many people began to gloat: "Haha, I knew he wouldn't come, and I thought that I would be lucky enough to arrive a little earlier every time, but not this year, if I am late, the elders of the outer gate will not be able to protect him." ”

"That is, this madman is crazy all day long, and he doesn't even have a friend, and it is estimated that no one will comfort him when he is late. ”

Nangong Quan was not used to seeing these people saying this behind people's backs, and was about to refute it, but was signaled by Su Xue not to be impulsive, and pouted into the distance. Nangong Quan looked at it intently, hey, what is in the distance? That touch of red flashed away, was it his illusion? Close, Nangong Quan saw it clearly, but it was not red, but a white-shirted young man with an imperial sword.

Just as he was concentrating on looking at the people in the sky in the distance, he heard Xiao Hei hurriedly say: "Hey, Nangong Xiaobai, what are you doing in a daze?

Nangong Quan was stunned for a moment, and looked down at Xiao Hei: "Ah, what are you talking about" Before he finished speaking, he was thrown to the ground by Xiao Hei, and it didn't hurt when he fell, but the sudden collision made Nangong Quan startled, and he pushed away Xiao Hei who was pressing on his body and said angrily: "What are you doing!!"

Xiao Hei knocked down Nangong Quan's head with a claw: "You just say that you are not an idiot, you didn't react to such a big thing smashing at you?"

Nangong Quan was stunned for a moment, turned his head and looked, oh my God, what is this? This is a head, a head as tall as a person, with a green face and fangs, rough hair, covering the entire head, thick lips, the mouth is slightly open, the eyes are still open, there is a strong unwillingness in the eyes, looking down and seeing that the place where Nangong Quan was staying has been stained red with blood, and the blood has not dried yet? And it is still hot, this is, just killed.

Not only Nangong Quan was shocked, but even everyone present was shocked, this is a fang-faced man, a kind of orc, fifteen meters long, extremely powerful, one punch is enough to open the mountain and crack the stone, and to deal with him, at least the people in the later stage of the foundation building, it is not a kind of demon beast, the spirit is quite high, it is not easy to hunt him, everyone is surprised, who can hunt him, and can bring the head back at such a fast speed? You must know that this kind of fang-faced man can only appear five hundred miles away.

After a while, I heard the elder shouting: "Qin Feng!!, don't roll down from the air, what to see, if you don't compete, the old man will cancel your qualification for the year-end test!" Everyone was startled, and looked at the sky with a brush, only to see a man in a white shirt sitting on a flying sword, one foot on the sword, one foot hanging, and his hand on his leg, very pleasant, looking at the people in the stands playfully, not affected by the bright red blood marks on his body in the slightest.

Nangong was all shocked, this is Qin Feng, there is a big brother Fan, seeing that there are a lot of blood marks on his white shirt, but there is no trace of killing in his eyes, it is a simple and sincere look. But in the eyes of other people, this is not the case, they just think that this is a crazy person, killing people without blinking, and can still laugh like this, mad.

Qin Feng slowly fell, fell to the side of the head, when he fell, the flying sword under his body flew up, and it fell into the hilt of Qin Feng's slightly raised sword after a turn in the air, this is a very simple sword, the sword body is very long, Qin Feng is one meter eight tall and this sword is only half a head lower than him, it is more special in the sword, most of the swordsmanship of this kind of sword is not suitable, it will take a lot of effort to use it.

Qin Feng smiled and said: "Mentor Zhang, don't be so angry, it's not too late for me to kill this fang-faced talent, you should be tolerant and tolerant." ”

The mentor in the venue snorted coldly: "The old man is not so good, your time has not yet come, you are not late, why don't you hurry up to the game?"

Qin Feng responded, raised his right hand, put the long sword on his shoulder, put his left hand on his shoulder, and slowly walked towards the field with the sword, his footsteps were lifted and released, everyone seemed to be facing a battlefield, his mouth was dry, and it was difficult to move an inch, this Qin Feng's momentum was amazing, like a god descending to earth.

Nangong Quanxin thought, this is the legendary murderous aura, this Qin Feng is so powerful, the murderous aura was completely restrained before, but when preparing to fight, the murderous aura is released without leaving a little bit of it, making people feel as if they are on the battlefield, obviously there is only one enemy, but it seems that they are facing thousands of troops, and the next moment they may be someone else's ghost under the sword, the soul under the sword, Nangong Quan only feels like a lamb to the slaughter, he is the first time he has encountered this situation, even the coercion on Hengshan Sword Mountain is not more than this, not only him, but everyone present can't help but be afraid。

And Qin Feng is still walking unhurriedly, step by step, steady, steadfast, step by step on everyone's hearts.

Under the baptism of everyone's eyes, Qin Feng stopped: "You, your name is Nangong Xiaobai, it's a good name, this head is a meeting gift for me, thank you for standing up for me just now." ”