Crazy criticism of female fairies: please enter the urn

At this moment, this little girl who had always been naive showed her full strength, and finally there was a trace of the domineering look of the little princess of the Yunyang Marquis Mansion.

Lu Yan nodded and said, "Okay, I will consider your words."

After all, she didn't agree to anything.

Bu Xiaochan was a little disappointed, but didn't say anything more and turned to leave.

Yu Wan jumped out of nowhere, patted her and said, "Hi, little junior sister, what did Bu Yatou tell you?"

"nothing."

Lu Yan shook her head and fell into deep thought while looking at Bu Xiaochan's figure.

Judging from the Bu family's consistent performance and Bu Xiaochan's words, they are all on the side of the human race!

But why is Bu Xingze, the eldest son of the Yunyang Marquis Mansion, from the Zhan Feng lineage?

And he even became a disciple of Huang Yongnian?

Lu Yan believed that the real situation on the battlefield was far more complicated than what she heard from hearsay!

As for the specific situation, she wants to see it with her own eyes in the future before making a decision!

When she and Yu Wan rushed to the ring area, many people were already here.

But the valley is large enough to divide into several large areas.

Dan Peak, Fu Peak, Royal Beast Peak, Thousand Fantasy Peak...

All disciples from all peaks have arrived.

It's full of black heads.

Zhan Feng occupies the largest space and occupies the best area in front of the arena.

Speaking of which, the number of people with only the main line is pitiful.

The only ones participating in the battle were Lu Yan and Zhou Shisheng. Senior Brother Wei Lin was nowhere to be seen. Yu Wan came over and acted as a cheerleader for them!

Many Yuanying elders from each peak came to observe the formation for their disciples.

Seeing that there were only three pitiful people in the main line, not even a reliable teacher, many people had a look of ridicule on their faces.

However, at this moment, a bright light fell from the sky, and a woman wearing fluttering purple clothes appeared.

This woman has a beautiful face, but she has white hair and a faint aura of decay.

The moment she landed, an indescribable pressure suppressed the entire audience, and even the Nascent Soul elders felt their breath hitched.

When they saw the figure clearly, they immediately stood up and saluted the woman together, "Uncle Wu, why are you here?"

This woman is none other than Ren Shanhai, the highest-ranking Ancestor from the Shifang Sect, Wu Ciyin.

Wu Ciyin said calmly, "It's nothing, my body is broken, let's go out and walk around..."

As she spoke, she waved to Lu Yan and the others and said with a smile, "Good boy, come to Master."

Everyone was secretly surprised.

Wu Ciyin was dying at the end of her life and had been in solitary confinement at the back of Fu Peak. Even the last time Huang Yongnian led his men and almost got into a fight with Ye Jiwu, she didn't really show up. She was just a projection of the Dharma Body.

I never thought that I would come here in person today, and it seemed that Lu Yan and the others were supporting me. No one dared to show contempt anymore!

Lu Yan and others walked to Wu Ciyin's side.

The time was coming soon, and it was not until the moment before the competition that the disciples from the foreign race arrived belatedly.

Lu Yan heard a commotion in front of her and looked up, but was instantly disappointed.

I saw a group of people wearing black robes and cloaks walking over.

These people covered themselves from head to toe with black robes and cloaks, and it was almost impossible to see what they looked like!

Lu Yan was a little disappointed for a moment.

Yu Wan also muttered, "What are you doing? You're covering yourself up so tightly. It's not like you look shameful..."

Then before she finished speaking, she saw one of them turn around.

A long, furry, snow-white tail was exposed from the gap in the black robe.

People around him exclaimed, "It's a demon clan!"

The disciples of the foreign race are usually in another area, separated by a barrier, so everyone has not seen them much.

Those people heard the exclamations of the human disciples, but they didn't pay attention at all.

The leader was an unusually tall man who came on stage to greet Bu Xingze and several elders.

After the two sides exchanged a few words, the alien disciples retreated to a spot specially reserved for them.

Lu Yan could see a little more clearly because she was standing next to Wu Ciyin.

I saw that although those people were wearing hoods, some of them had green scales on their faces, and some had horns on their heads. They were strangely shaped, and they definitely did not look like humans.

As she was watching, a petite disciple at the end of the alien race suddenly raised his head and looked at her.

Lu Yan met a pair of blue eyes.

Compared to the other foreign disciples next to him, this one looks much more normal.

She was a very young girl, with skin as white as fresh snow, bright blue eyes, and incredibly delicate and beautiful facial features.

A few strands of snow-white hair peeked out from between her hair hat.

Seeing Lu Yan look over, she smiled at her. As she moved, her hood slid down, revealing a few wisps of white feathers around her ears.

But that didn't look weird at all. Instead, it brought out a hint of holy beauty in her.

Yu Wan, who was next to me, whispered, "Did you see it? That's the little princess of the Tianyu tribe, Kalisa. Hey, why is she smiling at you..."

The smile of the little princess across from her was like the blooming of a night-blooming cereus, which was very eye-catching.

Lu Yan looked away expressionlessly, wondering why this little princess was smiling so sweetly at her. She was not a boy!

Soon, Bu Xingze announced that the competition had officially begun.

"In the first round of spiritual duel, you can match at will. The winner will be awarded 10 merit points in one round!"

Bu Xingze moved his hand, and a list slowly unfolded in the sky, with the names of all the contestants scrolling on it.

One of the deacon disciples shouted, "Pairs fight against each other until the point is reached. If one party admits defeat, the other party is not allowed to fight. The other party is judged to be the winner!"

The words fell, the scrolling stopped, and two names appeared on the list.

Huang Zongwen!

Lu Yu!

Many people below exclaimed.

Of course Lu Yan knew about Huang Zongwen. It was said that he was a descendant of Huang Yongnian's family. He was not weak in strength and was a genius with both water and wood spiritual roots.

During the last freshman competition, he was an old disciple, so Lu Yan had not fought against him.

She wasn't very familiar with Lu Yu, but she seemed to have heard that he was a genius disciple of Yushou Peak who had already established the fifth level of foundation.

Unexpectedly, the first battle was between two powerful men, and the disciples were all very excited.

Both of them came on stage. Bu Xingze waved his hand, and a small barrier enveloped them.

The barrier is transparent, so everyone can clearly see what's going on inside without being accidentally injured by powerful attacks.

Bu Xingze said calmly, "In the duel of spiritual consciousness, you cannot make a real move, only use the concrete form of spiritual consciousness. The loser cannot hold on and quit immediately!"

As soon as the words fell, the two of them started talking directly.

Huang Zongwen stood as steady as a mountain, with a proud expression on his face.

The next moment, a huge flood suddenly appeared above his head.

Even across the barrier, it seemed that the violent force of the huge wave could be felt, rushing towards Lu Yu on the opposite side like it was destroying the world.

Lu Yu's face was solemn, and a colorful tiger suddenly jumped out of his head, roaring towards the huge waves.

The people around him sighed, "It's a pity. Lu Yu is not weak either. It's a pity that his spiritual consciousness is not his strong point. The methods of the Beast Control Peak are still a bit single..."

"Who says it's not the case? If this is a physical battle, Lu Yu can at least summon the contracted beast! Who doesn't know that Huang Zongwen is a dual practitioner of war spirit and has strong spiritual consciousness. It will be unlucky for Lu Yu to face him..."

Sure enough, before everyone could finish their words, the flood swallowed up half of the tiger.

The tiger shook its head and tail, struggling desperately to get out of the water, but was tightly entangled by the huge waves, swallowing it up bit by bit.

At this time, Lu Yu had his eyes closed, his face turned pale, and large drops of sweat rolled down his forehead.