Brother is really tough

Chapter 18
But as the most outstanding disciple of Jiawutang, Ouyang Jie seemed very out of group because of his arrogance.

After staying in front of the Xuanling stele for a short time, like Lingzha Bai Yiduo, he left without looking back.

Seeing the parameters on the Xuanling Stone Tablet, Li Sumei and even the entire Jiawutang disciples felt a sense of pride, subconsciously glanced at the other two disciples present.

But this withdrawn character is quite helpless.

"Senior Brother Ouyang..." A female disciple took a step almost subconsciously. When she realized her gaffe, she hurried back and asked with a flushed face, "Senior Brother Ouyang, are you not going to participate in today's martial arts competition?" ?"

Ouyang Jie didn't pause at all, and walked proudly, his arrogant and decisive attitude seemed to say: I don't need it.

Li Sumei frowned slightly, but she was also relieved, and hung a strand of blue silk on her ear.

"With Ouyang Jie's temperament and strength, he can just grab the rankings on the day of Jinyuan Martial Arts Competition! He will not participate in this kind of martial arts competition."

Hearing Li Sumei's words, everyone looked sideways.

The Lingyuan Sect selects ten disciples to be promoted to the Third Immortal Realm every year, with five places each in the inner court and the outer court.

It is conceivable how intense the selection must be to select ten from thousands of disciples.

Therefore, there will be a long and tragic fighting campaign, with layers of screening, and finally the top ten disciples will be selected.

Martial arts is just a selection mode that follows the rules, and you don't have to participate. Wait until the quota is initially determined, challenge the list, and grab the quota.

Of course, it is far more difficult to grab the list than usual, and no one will choose this method unless it is absolutely necessary.

However, there are always frivolous people, such as Ouyang Jie now.

Bai Yiduo would not waste time in this kind of place, there are quotas for Jin Yuan every year, as long as he is given enough time to acquire spiritual energy, he can also become a talent like Ouyang Jie.

The most important thing right now is to refine the Xilin Pill. The three-day time limit is fleeting. No matter what, this elixir must be successfully refined today.

So with a sense of mission, Bai Yiduo first glanced at the prescription given by Granny Si and counted the ingredients.

The rest of the medicinal materials are sold in the market in the outer courtyard. If there is no accident, they can be refined before noon.

"It's just that this time I can no longer use Grandma's Yunfeng Yan Furnace. Where can I get the Pill Stove...?"

After much deliberation, I still made up my mind to go to the Nalan family again.

"Borrow it, that old fellow Nalanjie shouldn't be stingy!"

Soon, after purchasing the materials for refining Xilin Pill, Bai Yiduo picked up the bamboo basket and walked out of the medicine shop.

At this moment, a sweet voice called from behind:

"Brother Yiduo"

A sweet cry came, and Bai Yiduo saw Du Ling'er in a red dress, the streets were bustling with pedestrians, she smiled at him calmly and regretfully with her hands clasped.

Du Linger's crisp and sweet voice echoed in my ears, the air was filled with a faint fragrance of flowers, the breeze was blowing, the sun was just right, and the white banyan flowers were blooming...

Bai Yiduo was stunned for a moment, but before she could react, Du Linger grabbed her arm.

The girl raised her clear eyes, and the two pear dimples were very cute when she was laughing, and her hair fluttered in the light foam.

"Brother Yiduo, what a coincidence, so you are here too."

After being stiff for a moment, Bai Yiduo regained her composure, subconsciously took a step back, and said bitterly, "What do you mean?"

Seeing Bai Yiduo opened her hand, Du Linger's joyful face froze every inch of her face, and she glanced at the empty arm, her eyes flickering.

"Brother Yiduo...you..."

"What me? You don't know me?"

Thinking of the scene in front of the Nalan family's gate, Bai Yiduo withdrew her gaze, looked solemn, and turned to leave.

"Aren't we... friends?"

Du Ling'er bit her thin lips, and asked in a weepy voice, with a hint of sobs in her voice, provoking the apex of her heart like a hook.

Bai Yiduo paused, frowned, and looked at the latter in surprise.

The moment he turned around, Du Linger suddenly covered his face, calmed down and took a deep breath, and said in a hoarse voice: "Brother Yiduo, did Linger do something wrong?"

"Are you really Du Linger?"

Bai Yiduo was a little dazed, this delicate and boneless appearance, that tearful sadness, was really the same person as the woman who was holding a scabbard to his chest in front of the Nalan family's gate?

On the contrary, Du Ling'er looked confused, sniffed, and smiled plainly.

"Senior Brother Yiduo, I don't know why you treat Ling'er like this. Linger really regards Senior Brother Yiduo as a good friend. If Senior Brother Yiduo repents, Ling'er just doesn't bother."

Looking at him with big watery eyes, Bai Yiduo's heart was broken.

"I didn't mean that, it was just..."

Bai Yiduo scratched her neck, not knowing what was going on, and simply waved her hand: "Forget it, forget it, let's pretend it's nothing, so as not to make you think I'm stingy."

After finishing speaking, Bai Yiduo took a step forward, rolled up her cuffs and wiped away the tears from the corners of Du Ling'er's eyes, and stared apologetically: "It's my fault, don't be sad, we are still good friends."

Du Ling'er smiled, grabbed Bai Yiduo's sleeve robe, raised her charming little face,
"Brother Yiduo, let's go to the fighting arena, it's so lively there today."

"what?"

Where can Bai Yiduo go?Just about to decline, Du Linger tugged his arm and smiled sweetly.

"Let's go! I'm not familiar with the inner courtyard, I just want to go and have a look."

"But……"

"Let's go, let's go!"

One was accidentally dragged back to the inner courtyard by Du Ling'er. At this time, the fighting in the Jinyuan Academy was in full swing. There was a crisp sound of clashing swords and swords in the fighting arena, and there were deafening shouts all around.

"Brother Ma, come on, Zhengbingtang, come on..."

"Junior Sister Long, hurry up and use your unique skill of breaking bone locks to attack his lower body..."

"Junior Brother Wang, get up, we Zhengjiatang can't lose anymore..."

……

The competition with thousands of people made the inner courtyard look like a battlefield, and the loud shouts were mixed with roars and wailing, which made the momentum of this preliminary competition even higher.

The more tragic and bloody it is, the more it shows the impressive strength of the inner court disciples.

Dozens of elders and coaches on the high platform watched the fight with expectant eyes. From time to time, someone would say a few words, which won everyone's nod and approval.

"Chen Mu of Zhengbingtang has a good cultivation and is a malleable talent! This person must have a seat in this promotion." An elder twitched his gray beard and praised.

"I think Girl Longyu from Zhengyitang is slightly better! If you rank her, she must be in the top three." A coach said.

"Ouyang Jie from Zhengjiatang didn't come to participate in the battle, and he will definitely grab the ranking in the later stage. If there is no accident, he will be a dark horse in Jinyuan!..."

Listening to the words on the seat, long teacher Li Sumei's face showed a touch of joy and complacency.

But soon, as a disciple in the fighting arena was kicked out of the ring, the joy disappeared.

"Sun Xiaonan, is the food in your Zhengjiatang poor this morning? Why is there a lack of stamina!"

In the arena, a teenager laughed with his hands behind his back,
The disciple named Sun Xiaonan vomited a mouthful of blood, his arms trembled, and he stared fixedly at the other party with weeping eyes.

"Fu Jiuyan, don't be rampant!" A female disciple clenched her fists angrily, and cast her eyes on Li Sumei, waiting for her nod, she would rush to the ring desperately.

However, the martial arts preliminary competition is one-on-one. It is intended to select about 500 disciples from nearly [-] disciples.

Although Li Sumei's chest was heaving, she still suppressed her anger and shook her head at the female disciple.

Seeing this, the woman gritted her silver teeth and gave up, withdrew her fierce gaze and went to help Sun Xiaonan.

"Fu Jiuyan, I hope you won't be so unlucky to pick me in tomorrow's battle."

"Hehehe, Senior Sister Yuxiu, with such a blessing, Yan will definitely not feel sorry for her."

……

During this period, Du Linger dragged Bai Yiduo into the crowd, stood on tiptoe watching the heated battle in the arena, and kept clapping and applauding.

Bai Yiduo, on the other hand, looked on indifferently. Seeing that it was almost time, she grabbed Du Linger's arm and said, "Linger, can you stay here by yourself? I really have important things to do."

"Stay with me for a while, just for a while!"

Du Ling'er stretched out a green finger, begging pitifully.

Bai Yiduo's brows drooped, he raised his eyes to look at the sun above his head, and seeing that there was still plenty of time, he nodded helplessly.

"Brother Yiduo is the best."

Du Linger smiled flamboyantly, and stretched out his hand to hook Goubai Yiduo's arm, trying to climb up: "Brother Yiduo, can you carry me on your back?"

Before Bai Yiduo agreed, she had already jumped on his back,
Pointing in a direction, he patted Baiduo's forehead with his palm and urged, "Over there, go there quickly..."

(End of this chapter)