The male god of quick time travel, give me face

Chapter 1023 The Origin (17)

Luo Xing didn't care about the occasion, she just satirized her back, her voice was not too loud, just enough for everyone in the audience to hear.

Almost instantly, those who deserted all pricked up their ears.

Default?

It’s already been decided, so why bother competing? Isn’t this a stranger? !

Everyone had different thoughts, but they all looked at An Lingyu in unison.

An Lingyu blushed, and pushed Luo Xing, "Brother Ninth, what nonsense are you talking about? How can there be any internal decision? You slander me and my father so much, don't blame me for being rude."

Luo Xing didn't move at all, "You push me so hard, I don't move at all. If you are on the final list, it must be a default."

An Lingyu was extremely angry, "An Luoxing, who pushed you so hard!"

"Hey, you have a loud voice, so I'm afraid of you? You, you, you are the one who pushes me hard."

Luo Xing even pushed An Lingyu while talking.

An Lingyu fell to the ground with a bang, picked up the thing and stood up, about to knock down the star.

An Quanyi saw it on the high platform, and couldn't bear face, so she slapped the table with a slap, causing the table to be shattered and fractured.

"Lingyu, what are you doing? Do you take me as your father seriously?"

"Father, it's Brother Jiu..."

An Quanyi interrupted An Lingyu, "That's enough, I don't care about the occasion, just stand still."

He said and looked at the elder, "Announce the rules of the competition."

The Great Elder nodded, and took a step forward holding a booklet.

An Lingyu glared at Luo Xing viciously, and stood behind Luo Xing obediently.

Luo Xing sneered, and stood up idly.

"There are 11 disciples who have entered the finals. They are divided into five groups using a two-by-two battle mode. The order of the competition will be determined by drawing lots. The competition will end when the time comes and no lives will be harmed. The drawing of lots will begin now."

The lottery is in the hands of the great elder, and the disciples come to the stage to draw one by one.

In order to ensure the absolute fairness of the lottery, the Great Elder placed the lottery on a table in front of the high platform.

Luo Xing was at the front of the line and was the first to draw lots.

She looked at the stick and took one casually, saw the word "bye" on the bamboo stick, and returned to the original place with her hands behind her back.

When it was An Lingyu's turn, she walked around Luoxing, but Luoxing tripped her with her foot while she was not paying attention.

An Lingyu walked steadily this time. He only staggered a few steps and then climbed onto the high platform smoothly.

After drawing lots and returning, An Lingyu deliberately walked around a bit to guard against Luo Xing, and then stood behind Luo Xing.

However, Luo Xing did not trip her up this time.

Playing a dandy, just act casually, if something happens on this occasion, it will make An Quanyi lose face, I'm afraid it will be a meal of bamboo sticks.

After everyone drew lots, the first group jumped onto the competition field in the center and started the competition.

Luo Xing found a shady place, took out a chair from the storage bag and sat down.

The chair flew into the air, and the competition field was unobstructed.

It's just that he looks like an old man, and he looks a little difficult to serve.

An Lingyu stepped on the flying sword and stood on the same level as Luo Xing. She glanced at Luo Xing's mask and snorted coldly, "Ugly people make trouble."

"My appearance has been recognized by everyone in Quan'an City. As for yours, no one seems to praise Lingyu's sister for being good-looking. It can be seen that my sister's appearance is just an insignificant one among hundreds of millions of immortal cultivators. The end."

"You... have a sharp mouth."

"I don't want to pay attention to you, but you want to hurry up and get in front of me. You will say that I am not, sister Lingyu, you are a thief calling for a thief, and your methods are quite poor."

An Lingyu made fun of herself, stepped on the flying sword and stood on the other side.

On the high platform, An Quanyi and Elder Hu were talking.

"Brother Quanyi, this disciple of yours is only 17 years old and is about to be promoted to Nascent Soul. He is really young and promising."

"Hahaha, compared to those big disciples of Tianchen Sect, they are not worth mentioning."

"Hey, brother, you are too modest."

An Quanyi is naturally proud of the fact that the disciples of the family have been promoted quickly and are direct descendants.

Watching the competition under the stage, An Quanyi suddenly sighed, "Luo Qing is really diligent in cultivation, if my brat can be half as good as him, I will be relieved."

Elder Hu smiled without saying a word, and glanced at the big tree directly opposite. The golden mask was really dazzling, "Is your son's face still not healed?"

When An Quanyi mentioned this matter, she felt a little worried, "Don't mention this matter, I have used all kinds of elixir, but none of them worked. I'm afraid he will have such a face in his life."

The originally handsome young man suddenly turned into that dignified appearance, not to mention Luo Xing's inner gap, even he was a little hard to accept.

After all, the ugly people are Xing'er, and those who can see his ugliness are people like them.

"That's a pity. Although he was wearing a mask before, it's not difficult to see that his appearance is ugly. If you really want to keep it like this, you'd better not let him be on the list." The implication is that if you can't be selected anyway, don't occupy the list. Give the opportunity to other young and promising disciples, the greater the chance of being selected.

An Quanyi felt a little unhappy, her own child, she disliked it, and it was no one's turn to talk about it, but Elder Hu was the person in charge of Ancheng, he didn't want to offend him, so he laughed dryly and said, "If I If there are no more heirs, he will be the next head of the An family. We must let him show off his strength more and take over the An family in the future in order to convince everyone."

"Brother Quan Yi is in his prime, and it may take tens of thousands of years to pass on the position of Patriarch."

"According to Elder Hu's good words."

The first group ended, Luoqing won, and the second group played again.

Luoxing didn't have much strength at her disposal, so she watched the competition very carefully. She kept in mind whatever flaws those people had.

At the end of the first round, there were only six players left on the field. Luo Xing and An Lingyu both entered the second round, and those who lost were even more unconvinced.

"What else is there to compete with? For the sake of the competition, we worked hard to improve our cultivation and went to the field to train with actual combat experience. As a result, the two children of the Patriarch were selected one after another. Isn't this a response?"

"Don't say that, Miss Lingyu has some strength anyway, and Mr. Luo Xing has never made a move, so the strength is unknown."

"No matter what Master Luo Xing is, his strength is definitely not comparable to that of Miss Lingyu. Miss Lingyu is a golden spirit, and she has already practiced the Anjia sword art. Sword repair can leapfrog the challenge. Even if she decides, I will There won’t be too much dissatisfaction in my heart.”

"That may not be the case. I heard that Mr. Luo Xing often enters the confinement room, but he has not fallen behind in his cultivation. His strength is comparable to that of Miss Lingyu."

"Really, is he as good as Miss Lingyu?"

"Believe it or not, according to the information I have collected, Mr. Luo Xing ranks first before Ancheng women want to marry."

One person sneered, "I'm afraid they won't be able to make it to the list now."

(End of this chapter)