Master Fu does not envy immortals

Chapter 72 Thank you for your mercy
Jiang Qiongxing came to the ring after drawing lots.

On the opposite side was a little boy about her age, wearing a uniform of an unknown sect, with a serious expression on his face, when he saw her coming up, he raised his arms and fisted.

Jiang Qiongxing returned the salute, and after standing still, he habitually took a defensive talisman on himself: "Don't be nervous."

"I, I'm not nervous!" The little boy held the magic weapon in his hand, his voice trembling a little.

"What are you shaking!" A roar came from under the ring.

When the little boy heard it, Ji Ling stood up straight, but his mouth was shrunken, and he looked like he was about to cry or not.

Jiang Qiongxing glanced at the strong man under the stage who just let out a roar. He was clearly wearing the same style of uniform as this little boy, but he was wearing a completely different style. At this moment, he was staring at the ring with a look of hatred, gearing up, as if he was going to beat him up if he lost.

The little boy on the stage held back for a few seconds, and then began to tremble like a leaf falling in the wind.

Jiang Qiongxing saw it funny, and took advantage of the situation and said: "Well, I won't fight back, as long as you can break through my defense and hurt me, you will win, how about it?"

The little boy opened his eyes wide.

Can this be done?
He looks at the referee.

The referee nodded and signaled them to start quickly.

The little boy gritted his teeth secretly: I didn't have very good luck in drawing lots. The girl in front of me is more cultivated than him. I thought there was no chance of winning, but if this is the case...

He leaped forward, pouring spiritual power into the magic weapon in his hand.

Miss Yu in the audience turned her head, and rarely took the initiative to ask Liang Weisheng, who was scratching her ears and cheeks for some reason beside her, "Why didn't Qiong Xing make a move?"

Liang Weisheng, who was wondering whether to strike up a conversation with Miss Yu, and what topic to talk about if he wanted to strike up a conversation, was taken aback: "Ah? Oh... I don't know about this, maybe the other party is not worthy of her, haha..."

Miss Yu frowned: "She is not such an arrogant character."

Liang Weisheng rubbed the tip of his nose guiltily: "Then you can wait for her to come down and ask her yourself. Don't worry, she can win even if she doesn't make a move."

I have to say that Liang Weisheng still has some discernment.

After a stick of incense, the little boy who tried his best and failed to break through Jiang Qiongxing's defense exhausted his spiritual power and sat down on the ground, wanting to cry: "I lost..."

The impatient referee immediately announced the winner as Jiang Qiongxing.

Jiang Qiongxing comforted: "You are already very good."

The little boy shook his head and looked down the stage: "You are about the same age as me, but you are so strong. I can't even break through your defense. If you want to hit me, I'm afraid I won't even be able to hold on to one move."

Jiang Qiongxing smiled awkwardly: "That's not the case."

"Go on, the two people in the next round are still waiting." The referee urged.

Using both hands and feet, the little boy climbed up with difficulty and moved to the stage, where he could see the strong man waiting below like a hill at a glance.

"Master, brother... I'm sorry..." He whispered, "I lost."

"Yeah." The strong man responded, and suddenly cupped his fists at Jiang Qiongxing, "Thank you for your mercy."

"No, no, no..." Jiang Qiongxing said with a dry smile, "It's nothing."

She is so guilty.

The strong man turned around and left with the little boy, Jiang Qiongxing let out a breath.

When the strong man raised his hand, she thought he was going to beat her...

"Yo!" A slap landed on the top of her head, "Good job, if you win another round, you will get a place in the secret realm."

Jiang Qiongxing raised his head, threw down a certain annoying slap, and looked at Liang Weisheng: "Where is Sister Yu?"

"Just left," Liang Weisheng pointed to another arena not far behind, "It's her turn."

Jiang Qiongxing's eyes lit up, and he ran over there excitedly.

Sister Yu's competition must be very interesting!

Liang Weisheng followed with a frank face.

When Jiang Qiongxing squeezed close to the ring, the competition on the stage was coming to an end. Girl Yu was dressed in white, and her movements were clean and neat. She didn't even use a magic weapon, and she just used a set of palms to beat the opponent back again and again, with no power to parry.

The last palm hit the opponent's chest, and the seemingly strong opponent flew out and fell on the ring, unable to get up for a long time.

"Acceptance." Miss Yu said lightly.

"Wow..." Jiang Qiongxing sighed, and said quietly for a moment, "I thought of a famous painting."

"What?" Liang Weisheng asked casually.

"Lin Daiyu pulls out the weeping willow upside down."

"Ah? Who is Lin Daiyu?" Liang Weisheng didn't know why.

"It's not important." Jiang Qiongxing waved his hand, "I mean, Sister Yu beats someone...It's completely different from what I imagined, clean and neat, so handsome, so strong..."

Liang Weisheng nodded sympathetically, touched his chest, as if he was the one who was blown away: "I also think that Miss Yu looks quite strong."

When the two of them were talking, Miss Yu had already come down from the arena with the token of passing, she changed from her sharp and ruthless appearance when she was on the stage, and returned to her weak and gentle appearance.

Seeing Jiang Qiongxing, Miss Yu bent her eyes: "Little Qiongxing is also finished? Let's go back."

"Okay!" Jiang Qiongxing immediately left Liang Weisheng behind, and happily walked back while pulling Sister Yu's sleeve.

Leaving the scope of the ring, the pedestrians gradually thinned out, Jiang Qiongxing boasted: "I saw my sister's competition, it's amazing! It's really sister Yu!"

Miss Yu smiled and took off the veil on her face: "I also saw your competition."

Jiang Qiongxing froze, unwilling to recall his "wonderful" performance just now, and was about to change the subject when she heard Miss Yu ask, "Why didn't you make a move?"

"Well...Actually, I am a peace-loving person..." Jiang Qiongxing said vaguely.

"Are you nervous? Do you want me to practice with you again? In fact, as long as you practice well, you can use tricks naturally even if you are nervous."

"No, no, no," Jiang Qiongxing recalled the scene where the other party just beat the strong man into the air, with lingering fears in his heart, he simply confessed, "Actually, I can't use spells, so I might as well not use them at all."

"How could it be?" Miss Yu paused, suddenly thought of something, raised her hand to squeeze a sound-proof restraint, and then continued, "Could it be that you are a miscellaneous spirit root?"

"Sister also knows this kind of spiritual root?" Jiang Qiongxing was surprised.

This kind of spiritual root is very rare. When Jiang Hu tested the original master's spiritual root, he didn't recognize it at first. It took a long time to search for ancient books to confirm it.

Miss Yu nodded, her face serious: "I just heard..."

"It's okay, I'm a talisman teacher now, and the miscellaneous spirit roots don't matter. When I reach the middle level, I won't be so embarrassed." Jiang Qiongxing comforted her in turn.

"Miscellaneous spirit root can be cultivated to the perfection of qi refining at a young age, you are really amazing." Miss Yu said.

"It's a coincidence..." Jiang Qiongxing scratched his head, a little embarrassed, "I still can't figure out the opportunity to break through the foundation building period."

"Don't worry, take your time," Miss Yu said with a smile, "I'll be with you."

Such a good-looking sister said that she wanted to accompany her, Jiang Qiongxing was so fascinated: "Yeah."

Miss Yu thought of something again: "When you enter the secret realm, you have to follow me well, and I will protect you."

"Yeah!" Jiang Qiongxing nodded, and said sadly, "But I may not be able to enter..."

"It's definitely possible." Miss Yu said.

Hearing the other party's determined voice, Jiang Qiongxing couldn't help feeling confident.

Yeah, just one more win!

(End of this chapter)