Sister takes space and bravely enters the world of cultivation

Wan Qiyuan saw the look in Huang Heming's eyes after he left. He frowned, suddenly thought of something, and turned to Lan Wuhen and the others behind him and said,

"From now on, you are not allowed to act alone. Is there anything you can tell Nangong or me?"

"Yes, Palace Master," Lan Wuhen nodded. He knew that deposing Ren Chengyu would lead to revenge, but he had no regrets at all. He had the Palace Master, Sister Ling, and friends who treated him like family. They were all his. Solid backing.

The game was still going on in full swing, and suddenly Fu Linger felt someone's unkind eyes staring at her, and she looked towards them.

Good guy, who is it if it’s not Li Zihao? Mu Qingyue next to him looked at Wan Qiyuan infatuatedly. She didn't even bother to pay attention to Li Zihao talking to her.

Li Zihao had no choice but to glare angrily at Wan Qiyuan and then look at Fu Ling'er meaningfully.

Fu Ling'er raised the corner of his mouth slightly and made a gesture of wiping his neck, which successfully made Li Zihao livid. Then he saw Li Zihao walking towards the Tianji Sect disciples on the high platform.

Fu Ling'er knew that it might be her turn to play soon.

Sure enough, after two rounds in the ring, she finally heard that No. 38 of the Qiankun Palace was fighting against No. 89 of the Tianji Sect. Li Sifan's No. 40 was also lucky enough to be drawn. His opponent was Liu. A disciple of Yun Zong, a man named Liu Dake.

Ha ha! Fu Ling'er only has one feeling now, and that is, it's so exciting!

Fu Ling'er stood up slowly, patted the hem of his clothes, and said caution to Li Sifan. Then he walked towards the No. 2 arena on the high platform.

"Ling'er, be careful, don't get hurt," Wan Qiyuan's words rang in his ears. Although he knew that Ling'er would be fine, Wan Qiyuan still couldn't help but worry.

"Don't worry, you still don't know my details! Peace!"

"Sister Ling, come on," Lan Wuhen, He Ximo, Bai Lang and others also cheered Fu Linger.

"Dad, Mom, that woman is coming on stage, are you ready?"

"Don't worry, don't worry about my mother's work. This time, my mother has found a master in the late stage of Nascent Soul. Let's see how arrogant she is on the stage," Mrs. Mu whispered in Mu Qingyue's ear.

Sect Leader Mu also nodded lightly to reassure her.

At this time, on the second stage, Fu Ling'er looked at the man opposite him. Although he had a fair face and no beard, wasn't the conference only allowed for people under 100 years old to participate? But is the person opposite you sure to be only a hundred years old?

Then I thought about it, isn't it normal for Tianji Sect's secret operations to be treated as invisible if no one raised any objections?

However, Fu Ling'er didn't have any objection, who cares who he is? The photo is correct.

Liao Weiping looked at the fairy across from him who didn't have any spiritual power fluctuations. He must have some magic weapon to hide his cultivation, right?

This is the woman that Madam told her to kill. Isn't that too cruel? It's a pity to say it's so beautiful.

"Little girl, it's too late for you to give up now. Look at your skin and tender flesh. I can't bear to get hurt. But if you get hurt, I will feel bad?"

"Haha, ugly people just like to make mischief, and their tone is not small. Then let me see how you hurt me. Come on,"

"Are you looking for death?" Liao Weiping is most annoyed by people saying he is ugly. As long as someone violates his taboo, he wants to kill someone. Just like now, he was dominated by anger, clenched his fists to draw his spiritual power, and used all his strength to greet Fu Ling'er.

Fu Ling'er felt the wind of the fist blowing up her hair on her forehead. She did not hesitate to cover her fist with red lotus karma fire, and had a head-to-head clash with him. She wanted to see whose fist was stronger.

"Bang, boom," the dull explosion was clearly audible.

The lively sounds in the audience suddenly disappeared, and everyone stared blankly at the white figure standing on the stage. The man opposite her hit the barrier with a bang. He was bounced by the barrier and fell to the ground. He was knocked unconscious. Not only was he unconscious now, but he was also covered in darkness and smoke. The arena was like a spider web, spreading out in all directions with him as the center.

ah! What a miserable man!

I don't know who said this in the crowd, which immediately attracted bursts of exclamation.

"Is this woman still a human? She defeated a master with one fist. Damn it, who dares to do this?"

"It's not what."

Fu Ling'er listened to the discussion without commenting. Her body training was not in vain, it came from top-notch exercises!

The three members of Sect Master Mu's family in the audience looked at the woman on the stage in stunned silence. They didn't know how to react for a moment.

"Don't worry, maybe it was an accident. Yes, it was her sneak attack. It was an accident," Mrs. Mu comforted her daughter, "Don't worry, we will rotate next time."

"How to change? It's impossible to get an old guy to come out, right?" Mu Qingyue also recovered from the shock. This blow somewhat hurt her IQ. Can she think of any good ideas now?

"Why not, just take a pill to change your appearance?" Mrs. Mu also aroused the devil in her heart.

"Then why don't you make arrangements?" Sect Master Mu was stunned and a little annoyed. Why was he almost lost by the woman's fist?

Fu Ling'er looked at the referee who was in a daze and still didn't read out, so he said impatiently,

"The winner hasn't been announced yet?"

"Ah, oh, number three...number thirty-eight wins." This is the first time the referee has presided over a competition in such a short period of time, and he is still not used to it.

Like a big rooster that had won a fight, Fu Ling'er held her head high and made a weak thumbs down gesture towards Li Zihao.

Li Zihao's face turned black and blue, and the shadow area in his heart was relatively large at the moment.

Fu Ling'er returned to her seat all the way. Leaders and disciples of various sects all looked at her with burning eyes that were either curious, appraising or probing.

The Nanhua Palace representative team was composed entirely of women. Among them was a tall woman who looked at Fu Ling'er with starry eyes and did not forget to ask Master,

"Master, aren't you familiar with the people in Qiankun Palace? Let's go and congratulate that fairy, shall we? I like her so much, she's so domineering,"

"Where are you going? Maybe it will be your turn to play later. You should calm down now, watch the game carefully, and come back first for me, your master." Dong Yining poked the forehead of this 'big' disciple , motionless, he is indeed a 'big' disciple.

"Oh," Yuan Yuan touched his forehead that was red from being poked by his master, and said aggrievedly with a pout. After a while, she unconsciously looked in the direction of the Qiankun Palace. She still liked to look at handsome men and beauties, which were eye-catching.

Dong Yining shook his head. As an apprentice, she was good at everything. She just liked beautiful things. No matter people, things, or animals, she would take home anything cute and beautiful. So she lived alone in three rooms in Nanhua Palace, two of which were used to store the miscellaneous things she picked up or bought.

"Yuanyuan, it's your turn, Yuanyuan..." Dong Yining called out twice, only to find that the eldest apprentice was tilting his head in a daze. She was so angry!

"Yuanyuan, it's your turn," Dong Yining grabbed Yuan Yuan's ears and said sadly,

"Hey, hey, it hurts, it hurts...Master," Yuan Yuan shouted, grabbing her master's hand holding her ear.

"Go quickly,"

"Yes, Master, I'll go right away," Yuan Yuan ran onto the ring like he was stepping on a hot wheel,

"Come on, let's see what the moves are." Yuan Yuan used his moves as soon as he came up. He didn't give the other party a chance to introduce himself at all, and just started fighting back and forth.

Fu Ling'er was attracted by the lovely woman on the stage and asked, "Is this the legendary beautiful young warrior?"

The tall figure is comparable to that of Hua Petal Rain, but that one has big eyes, sweet dimples, and a chubby little face that looks so kawaii even with a fierce expression, and is inexplicably happy. .

Her appearance should make people relax their vigilance during a battle, which can be considered an advantage.

I saw that the big knife in her hand was messed up by her, and countless knife shadows were directly greeting each other. She also used the earth attack with such proficiency that the opponent had no backhand power. She completely defeated the opponent and won.

Fu Ling'er watched her walk down the stage like a victorious general. He also saw her running towards him in a detour on purpose, and said to her with a smile

"Miss Ling'er, I am Yuan Yuan, a disciple of Nanhua Palace. I like you very much and want to be friends with you. Can you?" She Niu was convinced, Fu Ling'er thought to herself.

"Okay, Yuan Yuan, come on, sit here with me,"

The two of them somehow became friends, chatting and laughing as if no one else was around.