The tsundere girl in Quick Transmigration is not good enough

Chapter 42

After complaining for a while, Feng Xiaoxiao completely lost confidence in the system, rolled her eyes, and returned to Tianji Tower with the useless skills given by the system.

The Tianji Building is located in the highest and most aura place in the entire Tianji Mountain. From its upper floor, you can have a panoramic view of everything in Tianji Mountain.

"Ow~"

"Stop! Little beast! Stop for me!"

"Chase!"

"Meteor Fist!"

"Hundred Sand Palm!"

A loud noise accompanied by the sound of fighting came from downstairs. Feng Xiaoxiao frowned. Although Tianji Mountain allows disciples to compete in martial arts, it does not allow disciples to beat their fellow disciples for bullying more or less. If there is a dispute, you can report it to the Law Enforcement Hall for a martial arts competition. If there are any violations, After abolishing the cultivation base and expelling the Qiong Cang Sect, she wanted to see who was so desperate!
Feng Xiaoxiao glanced at it, and her face darkened. It was the disciples of the Alchemy Pavilion of Tianji Mountain and the hot pot. She saw a dozen disciples of the Alchemy Pavilion standing with swords in their hands and angrily surrounding the hot pot with a hot red herb in their mouths. Staring at the disciples menacingly, ready to go, Feng Xiaoxiao was shocked when she looked at the herbs in the mouth of the hot pot.

It's actually a middle-grade immortal fire spirit grass!

This is the top-grade herb that is enough to refine ten medium-grade immortal fire-attribute fire spirit pills. Although it is a medium-grade herb, the elixir that can be refined is indeed high-quality. If a cultivator takes it, he can be immune to fire.

This kid is not bad!

The corner of Feng Xiaoxiao's mouth curled up, and she touched her white chin, her eyes were full of calculations, she didn't expect that Xie Yun, an old guy, would still have a good thing like fire spirit grass hidden in his daily life, even if the hot pot was brought, then she would accept it up.

Thinking about it, Feng Xiaoxiao had a thought in her mind, pretending to be heartbroken and said to Hotpot: Hey!hot pot!As a contracted beast of my majestic Grand Elder of Tianji Mountain, how could you commit such a theft? Now as the Grand Elder, I have to bear the pain and punish you to give everyone justice~

The sound reached Huoguo's ears. Huoguo's face turned dark and he stared in Feng Xiaoxiao's direction with resentment. This guy just wanted the Fire Spirit Grass!Beating around the bush!
you want?Here it is!However, as the master, you can save me!

Hot Pot said unwillingly.

At this moment, a domineering sword technique came towards the hot pot!

"One sword soars to the sky!"

With a sharp and angry sound, the sword fell heavily next to the hot pot like thunder. The hot pot exploded, suddenly dropped the fire spirit grass, and flew towards Feng Xiaoxiao in Tianji Tower.

It's him.

Feng Xiaoxiao looked at the man in red who attacked the hotpot, his eyebrows full of solemnity.

Could it be that this Fire Spirit Grass belongs to him?
It was Ye Tian who attacked the hot pot. Ye Tian picked up the fire spirit grass from the ground and handed it to a disciple with a calm face.

"Time is running out, junior brother please tell Elder Xie to hurry up."

The disciple who received the Fire Spirit Grass was none other than the eldest disciple of Elder Xie Yun of the Tianji Mountain Alchemy Pavilion—Zhao Qing. With his later cultivation, he is now a two-star alchemist and the fourth-ranked genius among the outer sect. In addition to the other top three geniuses, the outer sect disciples all follow Zhao Qing, and he has always been in Tianji Mountain. He is a famous local bully.

Zhao Qing naturally knows Ye Tian, ​​a 20-year-old waste in the early stages of foundation building who won the local competition without any selection and then relied on luck to enter the sect of the Yuling Immortal Lord!

Firmly squeezed the Fire Spirit Grass in his hand, Zhao Qing's eyes had already revealed a murderous look.

The master has always regarded the fire spirit grass as a treasure, and even the first elder has never confided in it. Somehow, this trash used some method to get the master to voluntarily give him the fire spirit grass and help him make alchemy. This trash!What qualifications!
Feng Xiaoxiao hugged the hot pot that had escaped for her life, and looked down with interest.

Let her see how awesome the protagonist of this cool novel is!
"Trash! What qualifications do you have to instruct me! You just relied on luck to become the disciple of Yulingxian! Tell me! What conspiracy did you use to confuse the master into using such noble herbs to make elixirs for you!" Zhao Qingyi With a sinister expression on his face, he put the Fire Spirit Grass into his arms, took out the Ziyun Sword he carried with him, pointed at Ye Tian's nose and cursed without any explanation.

The other disciples had long been dissatisfied with Ye Tianneng and became the disciple of Yulingxianzun. Now that they saw the fourth genius from the outer sect coming forward, they felt confident.

You said sarcastically to me: "Who knows! Looking at him like that, maybe Yulingxianzun takes pity on him, but not necessarily!"

"Haha! That's right! A waste like him can only rely on other people's pity to cultivate!"

"Heh~" Ye Tian sneered, stared at the few people calmly, and retorted neither humble nor overbearing: "Trash! I just practiced later than you! If I practice with you, I'm afraid you can't even compare my toes superior!"

Feng Xiaoxiao listened and complained in her heart.

You are a must!

When someone heard this, they immediately said to Zhao Qing: "Senior Brother Zhao! This loser actually said that you can't even compare to his toes!"

"Hehehe~" Zhao Qing looked up to the sky with a sneer and said, "Trash! Since you want to die, I will fulfill you! Meteor Sword Art!"

Zhao Qing walked towards Ye Tian without saying anything. Ye Tian looked at Zhao Qing coldly and delivered his strongest blow: "Zhan Li Jue!"

The two hits collided, and the turbulent momentum shook the surrounding disciples away.

Both of them tried their best, especially Zhao Qing, but in this battle, he was destined to lose. The tenth-level god-level martial spirit fought against the fourth-level immortal level. The result is self-evident!In just two breaths, Zhao Qing was blown away by Ye Tian's sharp moves and spit out a mouthful of blood.

"how can that be!"

"Senior Brother Zhao Qing, who ranks fourth in the outer sect, actually lost!"

"That waste... Isn't Ye Tian just in the early stage of foundation establishment?"

The disciples who were watching were talking a lot. Zhao Qing ignored the pain and looked at Ye Tian in disbelief: "How is that possible! You are a loser who is only in the early stage of foundation building. How can I not beat you...".

"Ha~ trash?" Ye Tian sneered and showed off his martial spirit. The power of the golden light unique to the god-level martial spirit was rising steadily. A little red mark appeared between Ye Tian's eyebrows. It was the tenth-grade god-level martial spirit. !

The disciples were breathless and their eyes widened!
Zhao Qing's face was even paler: "You are actually a god-level tenth-grade martial spirit that is rarely seen in a thousand years!"

"Am I still a waste now?" Ye Tian asked coldly.

The disciples said nothing and lowered their heads.

Ye Tian looked at Zhao Qing coldly, with strong murderous intent in his eyes. He held his sword and approached Zhao Qing step by step. This man wanted to kill him just now!Must not stay!

Seeing Ye Tian's murderous and bloodthirsty look, Zhao Qing trembled and quickly announced his family status, hoping to scare Ye Tian: "You... you can't kill me! I am the disciple of Elder Xie Yun... I am still the emperor. The son of the Zhao family, the four largest families in the city, if you kill me... the sect and the Zhao family will not let you go!"

It's a pity that it's useless, Ye Tian still stared at Zhao Qing blankly, with murderous intent in his heart: "If I don't kill you, will the Zhao family let me go? No! So! Go to hell!"

After all, Ye Tian's sword went straight to Zhao Qing's Mingmen.

Feng Xiaoxiao yawned and shook her head, the protagonist is a dick!It seems that her task is difficult, but this farce can be over.

Feng Xiaoxiao made a tactic, and the Qingling sword flew out immediately, hitting Ye Tian's sword hard, deflecting Ye Tian's sword's attack, turning around and stabbing the ground next to Zhao Qing.

(End of this chapter)