My senior sister is the leader of martial arts

Su Xing frowned at the words of the old Taoist nun in Emei.

He has tossed for so long, isn't it just to win the first place.

As soon as this guy opens his mouth, he wants to erase his efforts, isn't it nonsense?
When the people around heard what Emei old nun said, they applauded immediately, obviously full of resentment towards Su Xing.

Although they knew in their hearts that their strength was definitely not as good as Su Xing's, there was nothing to say about being eliminated.

But the problem is, this guy Su Xing is suffocating, he has cheated so many people, and few people can feel comfortable.

"Hehe, this aunt, what you said is very interesting. What do you mean the score doesn't count?" Su Xing sneered, and went back directly, "Did I find someone to fight for me, or did I use some kind of weapon other than the regulations?"

The old nun of Emei didn't even look at him, she looked like she was upholding justice, her eyes fell in the distance, and she said lightly: "The methods you used are too low, and you don't have the qualifications to score points."

"Slacker?" Su Xing immediately started spraying, "Then do I want to make a detailed self-introduction before the fight, and tell all my hole cards, tricks, and physical conditions clearly to the stage?"

"Oh, or let me just make a document that is updated in real time, put it on the stage, and tell everyone how much energy I have left, how many tricks I have left, and how many times my true energy can use the fire palm Right?"

"Auntie, do you mean that?"

Su Xing's harsh words immediately made the old Taoist nun in Emei's face turn cold, and the address of "Aunt on the left" and "Aunt on the left" in her mouth made murderous intent flash in her eyes.

"You don't need to show off your tricks to me. I said if you want to compare, you must compare." She repeated it emphatically in a blunt tone, as if she was overwhelmed by power and did not give a chance to explain at all.

"Hahahaha." Su Xing smiled, took two steps forward, and came in front of the old nun, "Why, this competition, is it something you old people can fiddle with at will? Otherwise, what's the comparison? If you decide on a champion by default, it's over, and no one else is allowed to touch him, and if you touch him, you'll lose."

"I think, if you have any sons, nephews or disciples who were beaten down by me just now, and you feel unwilling, you can just speak out and bring him back to life. I promise not to move him, that would be great, anyway, you guys Whatever you say, just call him the champion."

"How is it? Auntie."

Here comes another aunt.

The old Emei nun's face was already so cold that she wanted to tear Su Xingsheng apart.

After Su Xing said this sentence, the faces of the contestants who hadn't lost all became uncomfortable.

"Damn... that sounds reasonable. The other elders didn't say anything, but she came out and asked for a rematch. Could it be that her nephew was among the losers?"

"Shadow, my mother sells criticism, that old man tried his best to participate in a hammer competition, I would rather lose in the hands of Su Xing, an old cunt, than become a stepping stone for others to go through the back door."

"Isn't it? If someone beats her junior at that time, this aunt will also jump out and say that the result doesn't count. It would be nonsense to compete again."

The voices of the contestants' discussions were not suppressed too low, it was very obvious that they reached the old nun's ears.

The harsh word aunt made her brows twitch even more, and her fingers moved slightly, wishing she could directly crush the two juniors to death.

"If you dare to talk nonsense again, I will disqualify you, one or two, from the competition." The old nun of Emei sullenly swept the crowd with her cold eyes, immediately suppressing the contestants from saying more, but the riotous atmosphere , still exists.

The old man Kunlun and the old Shaolin monk looked at each other, and they both saw the helplessness in each other's eyes.

To be reasonable, if you lose, you lose. They don't think there is a need for a rematch.

If Su Xing didn't have hard power, no matter how weak he was, it would be impossible to deal with so many people.

They felt that what Su Xing had shown in this round was enough to be the first.

This Taoist nun Emei made it look like this, it really didn't look good, even they doubted whether what Su Xing said just now was true.

"Tsk tsk tsk, can I ask a question?" Su Xing said suddenly with a trace of coldness in the corner of his eyes.

The elder Kunlun nodded, indicating that he could ask.

Su Xing said lightly: "Whether this competition is organized by Emei, or the way of heaven, if the aunt of the Emei School can control the result at will, then I will withdraw, and you guys play slowly."

With Su Xing coming out again, the contestants were also raging.

"That is, if the result can be changed at will, it is better to let them Emei play by themselves."

"I didn't come here from thousands of miles away to see how the Emei Sect will influence the outcome."

"Stupid competition, if this is the case, we can all go, let her Emei disciple get the first name."

All kinds of scolding came one after another, and the complexion of the old Taoist nun in Emei almost turned black to carbon.

Among the disciples of Mount Emei, no one dared to question her decision.

Now this group of uneducated garbage dares to challenge their authority by relying on their large number of people.

Daoist Emei cast a cold glance, sheathed her long sword, exuding bursts of icy murderous intent: "If you dare to speak again, I will chop all of you up."

Su Xing was very satisfied. His step-by-step guidance was just for this moment: "Oh, it seems that the champion of this competition must be Emei's own seat. The host personally beat up the contestants, really awesome!"

"Otherwise, it would be great for you to win this championship directly, aunt, what's the comparison? At your age, you have practiced several times more than us. Who can be better than you."

The old Emei nun finally couldn't bear it any longer, she yelled angrily at the wickedness, the long sword in her hand was like a dragon swimming, and a dazzling sword light was drawn in the air, and in an instant, Su Xing's head was about to be separated.

"stop!"

The faces of the Kunlun old man and the old monk suddenly changed, and they all shot together, trying to block the blow.

If the old Taoist nun was really allowed to kill the contestants, the competition would be ruined!
These hosts will definitely be held accountable by Heavenly Dao.

Become the laughing stock of the entire arena.

However, although the old nun's cultivation was the lowest, she was caught off guard when she struck. That sword fell on Su Xing's chest before anyone stopped her.

Ding.

Unknowingly.

It was as if there was a slender jade hand made of air, flicking it lightly.

The movement was gentle and slow, and he flicked on the sharp tip of the long sword with an understatement.

Click.

Void electricity.

Accompanied by a tooth-piercing sound of collapse, the magic sword blessed by the old nun of Emei's terrifying true energy collapsed under the eyes of everyone.

The fragments fell to the ground with a clatter, without the dazzling luster before, and completely turned into scrap metal.

The jade hand unexpectedly flicked the sword with one finger.

The whole place was silent.

The contestants just felt that they were almost out of breath.

They sprayed it back just now, but no one dared not take this old nun seriously.

"Master Rueqing's sword...is actually broken?"

"Master Rueqing's sword is not ordinary. As I remember, it is one of the top 50 swords in the Jianghu weapons list. It has been with Master Rueqing for [-] years and has never been damaged!"

"My Cao, did I just see an intoxicating hand flick, and that awesome sword shattered? Did I misread it too much?"

"I've seen it too. I don't masturbate too much. I must be right. It seems that someone really shot and shattered this sword..."

"This hand...it's so beautiful...how beautiful is the person who made it...If I can touch it, I would be willing to live for ten years!"

All kinds of voices erupted immediately, regardless of whether the contestants won or lost, their eyes widened at this moment, trying hard to find the person who made the shot.

As for the unfeeling teacher, there is already a touch of heart blood oozing from the corner of her mouth.

His face became pale and bloodless.

This sword had been with her for decades, fighting Wushuang, the moment it was shattered, her whole heart was about to be broken.

"I'm going to kill you bastard!" Her eyes were red, she screamed, and threw herself at Su Xing with a murderous aura.

"Enough!" The Kunlun old man and the old monk also shot with anger, directly suppressing the heartless teacher, making her unable to move, "This is still a competition, don't mess around!"

Master Rueqing's resentful eyes fell on Su Xing, like a poisonous snake, wishing to bite him to death: "You damn beast! I will never spare you! I want you to give me the sword to pay for my life!"