Fast travel: The host is too crazy to shoot, the system can't stop it

Chapter 4 The World of Cultivating Immortals ([-]) Holding Flowers as Swords
Shu Xinghe was also shocked and said in astonishment: "How can this be done? It's just a peach blossom."

The flower branches are so slender that they seem to break when broken.

The flowers are even more delicate, as if they can fall in the wind.

However, Yan Nanxu ignored everyone's astonishment and had already walked onto the stage.

Do not wield a sword, but wield flowers.

The brass bell rang and the competition began.

Although Shu Xinghe was conflicted in his heart, he still respected the choice and bowed respectfully to Yan Nanxu, "Elder Yan, I'm offended!"

As soon as the words fell, Shu Xinghe attacked instantly.

His weapon is a red-tasseled spear, which strikes the wind with the momentum of thunder!

Yan Nanxu dodged the attack sideways, received the heavy blow from the red-tasseled gun with the peach branch in his hand, and then seemed to pull a thousand pounds.

Yan Nanxu changed the trajectory of the Hongying Spear with a light wave, forcing Shu Xinghe back again and again.

The slender flower branches turned into domineering marksmanship again and again.

Yan Nanxu's steps are light and her moves are calm, just like outing on a spring day, folding flowers and enjoying the scenery.

Everyone at the banquet was amazed. It could be seen that Shu Xinghe was strong, but he really didn't like Nanxu at the banquet.

The red tassel gun was pushed away again, and Shu Xinghe held on tightly to prevent it from letting go. When he came to his senses again, he happened to meet Yan Nanxu's cold eyes. The peach blossom branch in Yan Nanxu's hand was in his own. Beside the neck.

Shu Xinghe stopped moving.

"I lost." Shu Xinghe put down the red tassel gun.

Yan Nanxu took back the flower branch, which was still as delicate and delicate as ever, with not a single petal missing.

The brass bell rang, and the competition ended.

Applause immediately broke out from all directions, and everyone stood up and exclaimed, "I am banishing the immortal."

Yan Nanxu didn't do anything else, turned around with the flower branch in her arms and stepped off the stage.

But who would have thought that Shu Xinghe on the stage suddenly knelt down on one knee, cupped his fists towards the chief seat and begged: "Disciple, be bold and ask the chief to withdraw the position of elder that was granted to me."

After a wave of ups and downs, everyone fell silent.

:"What's wrong?"

"The disciple once thought that his ability had reached the level of an elder, but after a test with the elders, he felt that he was still a junior and couldn't bear the word 'elder', so he asked the leader to withdraw!"

Shu Xinghe said it sincerely, but Yu Chong's expression was very bad.

After all, it's embarrassing, isn't it?

"This matter will be discussed later."

Yu Chong chose to delay his troops.

"No," Shu Xinghe said persistently, "I have made up my mind, and the result of the competition is obvious to all. I request the leader to announce it immediately."

Yu Chong's complexion became even worse. After confronting Shu Xinghe silently for a while, he gritted his teeth and said, "Remove Shu Xinghe's position as elder immediately."

"Thank you, lord!"

Shu Xinghe got up and bowed to the chief seat, then turned around and bowed to Yan Nanxu, "Thank you, Elder Yan, too."

This time, it really became a farce...

: "System, do you have Shu Xinghe's information?"

He knew that Ling Yuemeng did this competition on purpose, at first he thought that Shu Xinghe must have participated in it, but now it seems that Shu Xinghe probably didn't know about it.

"Shu Xinghe... yes, but not much content."

"Tell me."

Yan Nanxu casually put the flower branch back into the bottle.

"Shu Xinghe only mentioned a paragraph in the book. After the protagonist was blackened, his methods were cruel. As a disciple of the Lingyue League, Shu Xinghe publicly criticized him for his actions. Later, Yu Xiyan asked someone to deal with it, including..." The system paused, "Including his ten-year-old sister at the time..."

Yan Nanxu's hands that were fiddling with the flower branches suddenly stopped, and her gaze gradually sank.

"Host?"

"Okay, got it." Yan Nanxu withdrew his hand as if nothing had happened.

The system took the initiative to analyze with Yan Nanxu: "Actually, Shu Xinghe's character is rather straightforward."

"Upright?" Yan Nanxu laughed, "He's stupid."

So stupid that he couldn't understand Yu Chong's intentions, so he insisted on going his own way.

Stupid enough to accuse the tyrant face to face and kill himself.

The so-called "opening fun" is over, and the martial art competition officially begins.

The disciples of Jiange are probably very morale boosted at the moment, they all defeated the disciples of Ling Yuemeng in the first few games.

Yan Nanxu was not surprised by this, he only cared about one scene.

Cang Shu is here.
Yan Nanxu became a little more interested, waiting happily for Cang Shu to lose and the blackening value to increase.

But, why is this Cangshu's expression not as gloomy as in the morning?

Then, something unexpected happened—Cang Shu won.

It was hard to win, but he did!

Yan Nanxu couldn't understand.

Are the people in Ling Yue League all idiots? Can Cang Shu win? !

In fact, Ling Yue can't be blamed.

A series of defeats before them made their momentum very low.

In this state of exhaustion and fullness, Jiange disciples are invincible, including the explosive Cang Shu.

The unexpected victory made Cang Shu overjoyed, subconsciously turned his head to look at Yan Nanxu, but met his master with cold eyes.

Does Master think that his win is not good enough?
"System, what is Cangshu's current blackening value?"

This result was not what Yan Nanxu wanted to see, he was very depressed.

"One hundred, ten percent." The system replied softly.

"Isn't it just [-]% before? Didn't you just say it had gone up a bit this morning?"

The system stammered: "When you competed just now, the part that went up fell down again..."

Yan Nanxu's good mood was completely ruined, and now he wanted to go up and kick Cang Shu.

However, Cang Shu is in a very good mood at the moment.

It was the first time that Cang Shu saw his master make a move during the Nanxu holding flower competition at the banquet just now, and he realized what it means to be truly graceful and graceful like a dragon!
His heart was filled with reverence and admiration for Master.

As long as you are strong enough, Master will be proud of yourself and will not hate yourself anymore!

Cang Shu secretly cheered himself up in his heart, he must be able to make his master like him!

At the end of the first day's competition, Ling Yuemeng was ashamed and humiliated, but the exchange meeting he organized had to be finished crying.

After setting up everyone, everyone waited for the next day's competition.

After dinner, Cang Shu sneaked to the Lanyue Pavilion and hid behind the fence to watch.

There are no disciples guarding the entrance of Lan Yuexuan.
When Cang Shu stood up and was about to sneak in, a hand suddenly placed on his shoulder.

"Brother? Why are you here?"

It was Nangong Mu.

Cang Shu was so frightened that he almost exclaimed, "I, I, I... I finished my meal and went out for a stroll."

However, this place is far away from the yard where the guests are placed, and it is really not a place that can be reached by casual strolling.

Cang Shu immediately changed the topic and asked: "Senior brother, what are you doing here?"

"Ah... let me see the moon."

Then the two of them looked up at the sky at the same time - dark clouds.

The two looked at each other awkwardly and smiled silently.

Suddenly, whispers came from the grass nearby, and then a sword pavilion disciple fell out, followed by two, three, four...

All the disciples who came to Lingyue League have arrived!
Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, and disciple A spoke first.

"Everyone...are here to find that, right?"

Everyone was silent, but their eyes said everything.

Disciple B: “It’s very memorable!”

Since the goals are the same, let's see who gets the peach blossom branch that Yan Nanxu used first!
Who knew that by the time they swarmed over, the table would have been empty for a long time.

Disciple C roared unwillingly: "Who took it? You must be sick! What are you doing with this?"

At this moment, Shu Xinghe, who was scolded for being sick, looked at the peach branch in his hand with satisfaction.

The fellow next to him asked him what he was doing with this, Shu Xinghe said without hesitation: "This is very commemorative!"

(End of this chapter)