After giving up whitewashing, I became the light of the villain

Chapter 132 If the Jiuxing Palace is still like this next time, I won't come

Xin Yi: "..."

Guan Ji: "..."

Mo Liang: "..."

Since you don't know, why pretend like this?

Mo Liang thought he knew.

Fifth Ye said that if he could remember clearly, then something went wrong.

There are so many foundation-building disciples in one sect, not to mention that Jingzhang's talent is not amazing. Even if Jingzhang once joined their Palace of Sad Questions, it is impossible for him to be a majestic master of all the foundation-building disciples in the sect. Know it by heart.

Xin Yi nodded thoughtfully.

She also just had some impressions, not particularly sure.Even if it is, there is no big problem.At most it's just a little regretful.

It's a pity that the palace is sad and loses a good talent.

While several people were talking, the audience had already decided the winner.

Jingzhang and Su Yang slashed at each other with a sword at the same time.

The soul-chasing sword landed firmly on Su Yang's face.

As for Su Yang, who was injured himself, the sword that was slashing towards Jingzhang finally softened, and only landed on Jingzhang's arm, unable to hold back.Jingzhang's arm was injured by the sword energy.

"Su Yang, you lost." From the high seat, Guan Ji's faint voice spread to the entire venue.

The soul chasing sword fell on Su Yang's face.

Although Su Yang hurt Jingzhang, if Jingzhang's sword was moving down an inch, how could Su Yang survive?

In such a comparison, Su Yang certainly lost.

The Palace Master had to listen to the words.Su Yang gritted his teeth, withdrew his sword, and bowed his hands in salute.

Of course he was not reconciled to losing.

If it wasn't for his injuries, how could he have lost?

Jingzhang also clasped his fists and said: "Acceptance. I won't win this round. If I have free time, Jingzhang will challenge Brother Su again as the Nine Star Palace."

"Ring B, Jingzhang wins the Burning Moon Realm!"

Guan Ji sighed quietly, all the foundation establishment disciples were gone.

So sad!
The Grand Palace Mistress had a sullen face, but he didn't care at all.

He doesn't care he doesn't care!

This reason obviously couldn't convince Guan Ji, and then Guan Ji said to Yu Rou with grief and indignation, "If our Jiuxing Palace is still like this next time, then we don't need to participate."

He finally came to participate once, and ended up running into such a shameful thing.

In a few months, it will be the time to determine the sect's ranking. It is estimated that he will watch his Jiuxing Palace become the third in the third palace, and what's more, he will fall out of the third palace.

Guan Ji dropped his legs in grief and indignation.

Yurou said in shame: "Palace Master, there is really no way this time. I will definitely improve next time. If Feng Master Xie hadn't worked tirelessly to help train his disciples this time, maybe it would have been even worse."

A large number of people dug out along the Great Peak Master were the elite disciples of the Great Elder.

Coupled with the intentional targeting of the Yuxu faction, it is not easy to fight like this now.

Guan Ji: "..."

He especially wondered where else to go.

At the same time, Zhu Xiu of Shifangxuan also broke into the sixth round.

Although Guan Ji felt sad in his heart.

But when he came over to talk to Mo Liang, he still looked gentle.

Guan Ji pointed at the foundation-building cultivators who broke into the top [-], and said indifferently: "You see these foundation-building cultivators are complacent, but you don't know that at least half of them will be brushed off by casual cultivators?"

Mo Liang was surprised: "Half? Why are there so many people?"

Guan Ji explained: "This year's Hu Chao Long Xiang has changed a little bit. A sect can only send up to three foundation establishments to participate. In addition, the foundation establishment of the sect may also be replaced by the foundation establishment of the sect." Brush it down."

Speaking of this, Guan Ji's face darkened, and he remembered the two foundations he had been sent down by Yuxu.

"Naturally, there won't be too much competitive pressure like this. In the past, only [-] foundation-builders were selected. Among the [-] foundation-builders, most of them are disciples of the Yuxu Sect and Sangong. "

"The one hundred foundations selected today. Of course the front-end disciples are excellent, but the back-end disciples are not sure."

Droughts die from droughts, and floods die from floods.

It was considered fair when the Yuxu faction set up opponents, for example, the Yuxu faction's foundation establishment was against the Jiuxing Palace's foundation establishment, and the Sad Question Palace's Shang Liuyan Palace's.

The small sects behind have no chance to face the big sects.

Is the foundation building that has come out of the competition of small sects really excellent?
Listening to Guan Ji's words, Mo Liang nodded thoughtfully.

The next day, the rankings will be determined with these Foundation Establishment disciples.

The fixed ranking is the seventh round.

"The token you are holding now has your current ranking written on it."

"This is based on the combat power you showed in the battle." Said the war envoy
Jingzhang looked at the token in his hand.seven.

He held it in the palm of his hand with a little dissatisfaction.

Why is it only seven?
"Of course, this ranking may not be accurate!"

"So I will give you a way to improve your ranking now!"

The battle envoy shouted: "Each of you has three chances to challenge, and you can only challenge monks who are ranked higher than you."

"If you win, your ranking will be changed to his ranking, and those who fail the challenge will move forward one place. If you lose, your ranking will remain the same."

"Now, the challenge begins! Anyone who is dissatisfied with their ranking, please come to the ring!"

The words haven't fallen yet.

A boy in brown clothes got up and flew to the ring, holding the No.90 eighth token in his hand.

His strength should not be 98.

He came here from the first round step by step, and all the opponents he faced were crushed.

Perhaps it was because Zhu Xiu's opponents every time were members of the small sect, so those war envoys miscalculated Zhu Xiu's strength.

His cold eyes swept across the Burning Moon Realm, and the monk in white was very close to Mo Liang.

"No.90 eight Zhuxiu, dare to challenge No.10!"

He just doesn't want to disappoint someone.

From 98 to ten.

Guan Ji smiled lightly, this span is a bit big.

Zhu Xiu wants to challenge No.10.

Mo Liang hurriedly looked for someone on the list, "Who is No.10?"

Before Mo Liang could find the list, Guan Ji said flatly, "He's from the Palace of Sad Questions. Actually, I want to see him challenge No.1."

The top ten foundation establishments are all foundation establishment Dzogchen, while Zhu Xiu is only in the middle stage of foundation establishment.

No one believed that Zhu Xiu would win this battle.

After meeting each other in the arena, Zhu Xiu slashed out with a sword, and a crack appeared on the arena.

This crack continued to spread towards the disciples of the Palace of Sad Questions.

Mo Liang turned his head and frowned to look at Guan Ji.

Guan Ji laughed: "What do you think I am doing? Zhu Xiu is someone you like, you should trust him. Don't worry, that disciple of the Palace of Sadness will not be his opponent."

Often a lot of things can be seen by the out-of-body monks at a glance.

Mo Liang shook his head and said solemnly, "No, I'm not worried about this."

"I was just wondering if I should pay for the ring that was broken by Zhu Xiu."

This arena looks expensive.

And she has been honorably promoted to become a poor ghost, so it is estimated that if she is sold, she will not be able to afford so much money.

Guan Ji: "..."

The winner on the stage has been divided.

(End of this chapter)