I'm the villain

Chapter 339 The Dragon Is a Creature of Vengeance 10
"Long Shu, she..."

Zheng Beishan dragged his aching body, looking at his bruised apprentice, his heart ached terribly.

Zheng Xishui was dumbfounded, the strong man was weeping, it was really eye-catching, he would rather see Dong Chuan cry when he couldn't tell whether he was a senior brother or a senior sister.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blows, and dark clouds gather.

"Jieyun?" Zheng Xishui couldn't believe his eyes, so the casual cultivator wanted to form alchemy in place?
"Junior brother, look carefully." The arm stained with faint fragrance stretched out, plain white fingers pointed at the Taiwanese, Dong Chuan said with a smile, "Eldest brother, this new apprentice, is not ordinary."

The sudden arrival of the robbery cloud was not aimed at the casual cultivator who had just established his foundation, but the extremely embarrassed Bai Qing on the stage.

Not a while after taking the stage, her cultivation has dropped from foundation building to the peak of Qi training.

Those who noticed this all fixed their eyes on Jieyun.

"It's interesting that other people lose blood when they get injured in a fight, and the apprentice of the senior brother loses his cultivation base."

Dong Chuan always spoke with some seductive meaning, Zheng Xishui slapped his arm away in disgust, drew out the Yuanyang sword, and rushed straight to the stage.

"The competition is suspended!"

"Go back to Xishui."

The leader Zhou Jiayi didn't know when he came over, and threw him to the corner with a wave of his hand.

"The competition continues."

The head of the sect ordered that all the disciples who were about to evade stay in place with great interest, waiting for Lei Jie to come down.

There are many people present who have not yet established a foundation, and they all hope to figure out their own coping methods by watching others go through the tribulation.

The casual cultivator had never seen a cultivator whose cultivation level would drop, so he was a little confused.Seeing that Leiyun was ready to go, he wanted to avoid it, but the arena was only a round platform with a diameter of several feet, and there was no place to hide at all.

Jump off the ring and admit defeat?He doesn't want to.

He was unwilling to give up the opportunity that had come so hard.

Isn't it the Thunder Tribulation, if you can resist it once, you will naturally be able to resist the second time.

Sanxiu secretly gritted his teeth, quietly waiting for the first thunder to fall.

When the monks in the boundless mainland cross the catastrophe, they build the foundation with eighteen thunders.Waves of thunder wash away the meridians, carrying them over is building a foundation, and if you can't resist, you will die.

Although this level of cultivation is not considered a good way, it is still a pity after all.

Sanxiu put up [-] points of energy to deal with it, and forcibly endured the aftermath of the previous seventeen thunderstorms. When he reached the eighteenth road, he couldn't hold back his distraction to see the opponent's situation.

Seeing his opponent standing quietly in the same place, with long hair and clothes flying around, his face neither sad nor happy, and he didn't take Lei Jie seriously at all, his mentality suddenly collapsed.

When Lei Ting came down, Yu Bo directly pushed him off the ring.

The moment he fainted, Sanxiu's heart was full of gloom.He has studied and practiced hard for decades, but he is not as good as someone else's Thunder Calamity?
When the last lightning struck, Bai Qing looked up at the dark clouds that were about to dissipate, and sighed softly.

"This time the thunder is too weak."

The villain system noticed that Sanxiu had fainted, and was not very satisfied with the result.

"The host should take the opportunity to kill him."

The remaining prestige of the thunder disaster is still there, and the villain system dare not approach, hiding in the distance, trying to persuade Bai Qing.

"The host should be a normal thunder calamity this time. The last thunder calamity may have been a misunderstanding." Xiao Bai jumped onto Bai Qing's shoulder and licked his paws, looking around with his green eyes, taking everyone's expressions into his eyes, and analyzing them one by one.

"The leader, Zhou Jiayi, seems to be angry. The corners of his mouth are five degrees lower than usual."

Bai Qing looked at Zhou Jiayi. This master's master, as the master of Jiuque, didn't need to watch this low-level competition.I really don't know what he's here for.

"Long Shu."

Zhou Jiayi's Yujian landed, relying on his height advantage, his eyes were fixed on her.

"Disqualification."

Bai Qing exploded, how could he get into the top ten if he couldn't compete, and how could he eat the beast of the back mountain?
"Why? I won."

"Using the way of heaven, victory is not martial. If a disciple like you does not correct her mistakes, she will not be able to enter the inner sect in this life. Beishan, take this person back and strictly guard her. After this competition, I will see for myself whether she is Where did it come from?"

Zheng Beishan shuddered, he didn't care if his injuries were healed, he rushed up to the ring, grabbed the back of his apprentice like a chicken, and respectfully said: "Don't worry, the master, this disciple must be under strict supervision."

He took Bai Qing and left in a hurry.Zhou Jiayi raised his hand and pointed to the unconscious casual cultivator under the stage, "This disciple, arrange the next round of competition."

This is the default that Bai Qing didn't win, and casual cultivators can't count as losing.

The disciples of Jiuquemen thought that there was nothing wrong with this handling method, so they hurriedly prepared for the next competition. The arena was almost destroyed by the thunder robbery. Fortunately, as a monk of Jiuquemen, there is still strength. Re-build the ring next to it.

Zhou Jiayi watched the rest of the competition, and when he left, he explained to the closed disciple Zheng Xishui.

"The disciple who lost to Long Shu is not bad, but he is stubborn. He will be your disciple from now on."

Zheng Xishui didn't expect that he would be covered with such a big pot. Master, open your eyes and see, I'm only seven years old, seven years old.

Zhou Jiayi never gave people a chance to refute when he spoke, and he directly settled the matter.

"This time, if you perform well in this competition, you will be the first disciple under your sect. If you do not perform well, you will be considered a registered disciple."

Zheng Xishui groaned in his heart, that the loose cultivator can resist the thunder calamity that does not belong to him, he is already regarded as a leader among fellow cultivators.Whether the performance is good or not is not a matter of what the master and his elders say.

If you can't get the first place, you can count as a bad performance.If you can't get the bottom one, you can also count as a good performance.

It all depends on what standard Master uses to look at it.He doesn't know what standard the casual cultivators use, anyway, Zheng Xishui won't be able to take the first place, and he will definitely be punished by senior brother Hai Bian.

Zheng Xishui was thinking a lot, his eyeballs rolled around a few times, and he already had a plan.

"Master, don't worry, I think that disciple is doing well. I am the first disciple, and he is second. It's just that the disciple is only building a foundation, and accepting a foundation-building disciple, I'm afraid..."

He hesitated to speak, carefully spying on his master's expression, there was no disturbance in the meeting, his heart was agitated, and he even planned to go back to attack the golden core stage.

Although he is not very successful at the moment, he can still give it a try if he rushes to Jindan.

"Don't act rashly, you apprentice, let your senior brother teach you first."

Zheng Xishui was startled into a cold sweat by Zhou Jiayi's beating, and then he heard the second half of the sentence, and his mood suddenly rose.

He bowed and saluted: "Yes."

This is a good show to watch, Long Shu is a mortal monk, it must be interesting.

Zheng Xishui made up his mind to make things more interesting, bid farewell to master Zhou Jiayi, and casually found an outer disciple to inquire about the residence of the casual cultivator.

The clothes of the outer disciples are different from those of the inner disciples. The outer disciple knows everything and can talk endlessly, so he explained everything about casual cultivation in a few words.

"The man's surname is Zheng, and his first name is Cun. He doesn't like to talk, but likes to drink. He heard people say that he came out of the common court, and he knows the truth."

Also surnamed Zheng?
Standing in front of Zheng Cun's humble cave, Zheng Xishui quietly thought about the similarities between this loose cultivator and his elder brother.

It doesn't matter if you think about it, but you actually found that the eyebrows and eyes of the two are somewhat similar.

The eldest brother looked more honest and honest, Zheng Cun's eyebrows were not so thick, and he looked a little agile.But apart from this, there is almost no difference in the eyes.

"This casual cultivator, could it be the illegitimate son of senior brother who has been lost for many years?"

Zheng Xishui's brain was wide open, and he imagined a scene of finding his father.

Zheng Cun was still in a coma, Zheng Xishui went in directly, put his hand into the thin quilt and wiped it for a long time.

"Bone age is eighteen or nineteen years old. Could it be that the senior brother is so talented that he fell into his soul at once?"

Eldest brother is over 30 this year, and the bone age of this loose cultivator does not match up with the elder brother.Zheng Xishui has always escaped, and his mentally ill thinking makes him think a lot.

He squatted next to him and waited for the cheap apprentice to wake up, and asked what happened.

(End of this chapter)