Bad Master: Disciple, don't make trouble, you are pregnant!

Fireballs flying all over the sky dyed the blue sky red.

Or in the evening, the sunset glow under the setting sun and the fireball burn the sky together.

The wild bombardment of flames lasted for about a quarter of an hour.

The entire arena was covered in thick smoke.

No one can see clearly what the condition of the two contestants is.

Like everyone else, Wei Canglan was watching the situation on the ring intently, but he wasn't too worried.

Because he had watched a lot of manga and animation in his previous life.

He is still very clear about the so-called truth that smoking does not hurt.

That is, the thicker the dust and smoke caused by the fight between the two, the safer the people inside will be.

is a strange theorem.

as predicted.

The smoke dissipated little by little.

The surface of the arena full of potholes was exposed first, followed by Lin Tianyue, who was standing on the edge, panting heavily, with a pale face.

Obviously, the fireball bombardment that lasted for a quarter of an hour made him tired at this moment.

However, his aura was not exhausted, presumably it was also supported by the white elixir.

He leaned forward slightly, his shoulders were trembling, probably because he had swung for too long, and he was already numb, his eyes were faintly tired and tired, but he still stared firmly at the thick smoke opposite him.

During the bombing just now, he clearly felt that many fireballs hit the opponent accurately.

The monks under the same practice, unable to hold back three shots, unable to bear the severe pain of burning flesh and blood, will inevitably roll all over the floor.

The Jindan cultivator can only take five or six shots hard, so he must meditate and adjust his breath to recover his injuries with spiritual energy.

The opponent is just a warrior with no cultivation base, but with rough skin and thick flesh, and a weird physique.

Even counting the three layers of broken armor, it can resist ten fireballs at most!

As for the intensive storm attack just now, how many times she suffered from it is beyond count.

I don't believe she can...

ha?
Thinking about the situation in his heart, Lin Tianyue, who thought he was about to win, suddenly opened his eyes wide and his pupils trembled. After the billowing smoke and dust cleared, the figure as vigorous as a cheetah still couldn't reach the main force.

I saw Tang Canxi leaning on a slender miao knife, kneeling on one knee, her clothes were torn, revealing her armor which was full of cracks underneath.

The long ponytail had already been untied in the chaos.

Her wheat-colored skin was covered with a little dust.

Occasionally, on the exposed skin, the burning wounds on it are healing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and white air is rising.

"You... are you a human or a ghost?"

Lin Tianyue couldn't believe his eyes.

Someone would survive the bombing that lasted for a quarter of an hour.

wrong.

She is injured.

And it hurts badly.

but!

Her weird physique is undergoing self-healing and repairing.

Those healing burns are evidence.

What kind of elixir can make the body so perverted and tyrannical?
What elixir can make the effect last for so long?

Even the master's three-color spiritual pressure is failing at this moment.

why she...

wrong!

She didn't take pills.

It's her physique, that's all!
It's not the effect of the pill at all.

After Lin Tianyue discovered this problem, a look of horror appeared on his face.

He couldn't accept it for a while. Some people are born with the physique that can heal injuries.

It's outrageous.

Isn't she invincible?

"Hey Hey Hey……"

Tang Canxi stood up staggeringly, wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, leaned on the miao knife and slowly stood up straight, with a straight back, slowly turned her head, looked proudly at Wei Canglan on the edge of the high platform, waved her hands enduring the pain, and shouted excitedly road:
"Master, how is Canxi doing?"

Wei Canglan's eyes were filled with impatience.

How many times he has warned these two disciples that there is no need to work so hard in the conference.

Seeing them hurt, his heart was bleeding.

I really feel sorry for them in my heart, but Wei Canglan, as a master, will still respect their choices and actions.

At least he has to wait until the competition is over before he can teach these two girls a lesson.

At this moment, as a master, I have to give all the encouragement and support to the disciples on the field.

So, Wei Canglan got up, put his hands in the wind, smiled warmly and sincerely, and responded with a high voice:

"My second disciple has the appearance of a great emperor."

"Today is invincible!"

ho-

As soon as these words came out, the audience was in an uproar.

Originally shocked by the wonderful contest between the two, all the audience couldn't help casting envious glances when they heard such praise for their disciple.

Some girls even showed a deep fascination:
"It's so handsome, it's so handsome, Wei Canglan is so handsome, and so is his disciple!"

"Yes, yes, the disciple is fighting hard on the stage, and the master is eager to see through, and even said that he gave such arrogant praise, ah~ I really want to be Master Wei Canglan's disciple~"

"Oh, I'm different. I want to be his wife, and I want to be his woman."

A male bronze appeared, snorting and sneering:

"Is your love for Wei Cizuo so superficial? Sure enough, women are all superficial."

"Heh, what is it to be his wife? I'll just be his dog!"

There are perverts haunting:
"I want to be his foot skin!"

"How dare I become his leather swallow!"

"?"

"?"

"What is a leather swallow?"

"It's a folk toy, made of leather into the shape of a swallow, extremely light and able to fly with the wind."

"Oh, sorry, I thought wrong."

"No, don't think about it."

On the attic, Du Ruixi couldn't help but be overwhelmed when he heard Wei Canglan's loud shout:
"it is good!"

"My Cangxing cultivator, I should be like this, I should be so proud!"

She likes this about Canglan. In such a formal occasion, she must show the demeanor of a member of the Cangxingmen.

In fact, it is to pretend to be aggressive in front of people.

Zhuge Haixu, who had always been angry, couldn't help laughing and shook his head.

His granddaughter Linglong was beside her with burning eyes, and she liked that man more and more.

At this time, Fan Qingmeng, who had handled the affairs of the sect, also rushed over. He happened to witness the whole process of Wei Canglan's appearance in front of the people, his eyes were full of peach blossoms, and he remembered that he almost took this man down last night. He was a little regretful and a little excited.

Only the owner of the medicine king, Old Wang, had no expression on his face.

The current situation is very unfavorable to them Medicine King Valley.

The unique physique displayed by Tang Canxi can be said to have surpassed his fifth disciple Lin Tianyue.

No wonder the opponent made up his mind from the very beginning of the competition to fight consumption.

It is because of her unique physique!
Injuries can heal in a short period of time, and they are tireless.

No matter how powerful the effect of the pill is, it is useless in front of this kind of physique.

As long as the effect of the medicine wears off, Lin Tianyue will undoubtedly lose.

Lao Wang couldn't help clenching his fists.

On the field, Tang Canxi listened to the cheers about her and Master, and her smile was as bright as the noon sun.

Turning around, her smile disappeared, and she said proudly:

"Did you hear that? My master said that I am invincible."

"So what?"

Lin Tianyue was stubborn.

Tang Canxi took a deep breath, restrained her smile, her demeanor suddenly changed, her voice was calm but violent, and said:

"He said I am invincible, then I am invincible in the world."