The dogs raised by the useless firewood of the system are about to become immortals

Mo Ya who was at the side didn't notice the undercurrent of Lan Qihan and the two of them.

He kept his eyes on the game.

This is a rare learning opportunity.

So he just nodded when he heard the words, and approved Lan Qihan's words.

Xia Qinuan felt a little strange in his heart.

Isn't Senior Brother Lan always acting like strangers should not enter.

So many young and beautiful female disciples took the initiative to seduce.

He never pretends.

Now it's so close to me...

Hope you think about it more.

【Ding!Host, you don't know how lethal your face is. 】

At this time, the Xiangxiang system said abruptly.

Could it be that he treats himself...

No, no, there must be other reasons.

Xia Qinuan looked around inadvertently.

Only then did I realize that many disciples were secretly looking at her.

I was so focused on watching the game that I didn't notice it for a while.

It was okay to sit in the spectator seats yesterday, and there was almost no communication between the disciples of different sects.

Today is very different, the disciples are free to walk around and watch the game.

Naturally, many people have noticed Xia Qinuan, who is so outstanding in appearance.

Xia Qinuan couldn't help secretly having a headache, the price of beauty is also quite high.

That's probably what Senior Brother Lan intended.

Fearing that he would be troubled, he deliberately came forward to help.

Sure enough, he saw Lan Qihan standing beside Xia Qinuan.

Many disciples from other sects looked away.

There is already a strong person around the beauty, which is not what they can imagine now.

Only a few bold ones were still secretly looking at the two of them.

Xia Qinuan was amused, but also a little moved.

Brother Lan looked cold-hearted, but he didn't expect that he cared about his brothers and sisters.

For example, now that I have won the game, I come to watch Tang Yao's game.

Obviously, he was also a little worried about Sai Qinqin.

Seeing someone sizing him up, he was afraid that he would not be able to deal with it due to his low cultivation, so he stepped forward to protect him.

What a cold-faced and warm-hearted tsundere.

/

At this point, the match in the third arena was over.

Unexpectedly, Tang Yao, who was serving Swordsman Mountain, was upset and won the game.

This time, Senior Sister Tang's reputation gradually spread.

After all, he was the one who won the title of the dark horse!

Sister Tang was seen stepping down from the stage.

Xia Qinuan couldn't help but praised:

"Senior Sister Tang, you are too steady. I didn't expect you to move more calmly and steadily as you get to the back."

This made Tang Yao feel a little embarrassed, and couldn't help scratching Xia Qinuan's nose:

"Junior Sister Xia, I really want to thank you this time."

Listening to the two playing charades, Mo Ya was a little curious, and looked over with a paralyzed handsome face:

"Senior Sister Tang, what do you mean by that? What happened to Junior Sister Xia?"

Tang Yao looked mysterious when she heard the words, but didn't speak.

Xia Qinuan also wisely fell silent.

After Sai Qinqin's defeat, a sinister look appeared on her clear face.

It was caught by Xia Qinuan's sharp eyes.

It seems that Sai Qinqin has already held a grudge against Tang Yao, and even has a sword to serve the mountain.

This child cannot be kept.

Looks like I've got a lot to do tonight.

/

The match between Tang Yao and Sai Qinqin dragged on for a long time.

So as soon as this side ended, the third round of competition began in full swing.

This time it was Mo Ya's turn to play.

Mo Ya competed with disciples of Xuantian Sword Sect in the second arena.

Almost all the disciples of Jianshishan came to watch the battle.

Because among the disciples of Sword Warrior Mountain, only Mo Ya participated in the third round.

"Game start."

The referee gave an order.

The duel between Mo Ya and Feng Tang began.

The two not only fought for themselves, but also represented the two sects, fighting for the sect.

Everyone present knew that Jian Shishan and Xuantian Sword Sect had never dealt with each other.

The dispute between the disciples of the two factions should be very interesting.

After a while, the second arena was surrounded by people.

For a while, the area around the second arena was crowded with people, and it was very lively.

Xuantian Sword Sect has already eliminated three people.

Feng Tang's heart was very heavy at this time.

If he is defeated again, where will the face of Xuantian Sword Sect go?

So with a serious face, he said to Mo Ya:

"Fellow Daoist Mo, I have learned."

This Feng Tang seems to be an upright person.

It's just a pity to meet Mo Ya.

Xia Qinuan was not too worried about Mo Ya's strength.

For five years, his diligence and talent coexisted.

Among the sword servants in the mountain, I am afraid that only Yang Xiao can work harder than him.

I heard that Mo Ya was born in a poor family.

So two years ago, he couldn't even produce a pill that could increase the lifespan of ordinary people.

Over the years, his family has been a monk out of him.

It is said that it is difficult for a poor family to produce a noble son.

This is the same as the teenagers in remote areas who took the college entrance examination and worked hard to get into Tsinghua University and Peking University.

Mo Ya's parents had high hopes for him.

So he also worked very hard.

This is also what Xia Qinuan learned from the gossip by accident.

Hearing her sigh, she has been secretly taking care of Mo Ya all this time.

For example, mix some high-level herbal medicines to secretly help him practice.

Look back to the second arena.

The fight between the two has already begun.

Mo Ya is a fairy root of water and wood, not particularly high quality.

And Feng Tang is the immortal fire spirit root.

Water overcomes fire and wood makes fire.

Both of them are at the later stage of Foundation Establishment.

Therefore, at the beginning, the two played so closely that they were inseparable.

Seeing that Feng Tang was afraid of water spirit roots, Mo Ya deliberately injected water elements into the sword.

At this time, the advantage of Duolingen came out.

Although Duolingen is slow to cultivate, it is disliked by many sects.

In fact, if you can cultivate a few spiritual roots well, you will have the power to fight no matter what kind of opponent you encounter.

Xia Qinuan suddenly understood why the Xiangxiang system said that the spiritual root of the five elements is the strongest spiritual root.

【Ding!That's natural, when did I tell a lie. 】

Xia Qinuan: Okay, okay, the Xiangxiang system is the best!

[...Host, you are really perfunctory. 】

At this time, there seemed to be variables in the arena.

Xia Qinuan hurriedly looked at the arena.

I saw that Feng Tang really lost to Mo Ya's Shui Lingen.

The two were originally equal in strength, but Feng Tang lost in attributes after all.

Xia Qinuan did not expect that the way of mutual generation and restraint of the five elements could have such a great impact on the battle.

She basically used it indiscriminately before.

After all, she claimed to be a four spirit root.

Others don't know which four she is.

When Tang Yao played against Sai Qinqin just now, both of them were water spirit roots.

Therefore, there is no such thing as mutual generation and mutual restraint.

Looking at it this way, when Feng Tang met Mo Ya, the one who suffered the most was the spirit root.

I saw that Feng Tang was beaten until he vomited blood.

Knowing that he had been defeated, he looked unwilling and said:

"I didn't expect that after years of hard work, I would be defeated by this spiritual root."

Mo Ya frowned upon hearing this, but did not speak.

In the arena, no one will soften their hearts.

What's more, this game is also very important to Mo Ya.

Xia Qi warmly said: If you really meet an enemy outside.

Who cares what spiritual root you have.

If you encounter a spirit root that is incompatible, you can only consider yourself unlucky.

Feng Tang made a bow to Mo Ya, his expression struggling.

But after struggling for a while, he still chose to say to the referee:

"I surrender."

There was an uproar among the audience.

Unexpectedly, the competition between the two major sword sects would end in such a way.