After she was reborn, she was admitted to another world and had to choose the system.

Zhao Yi couldn't help but frown when he heard these dirty words. Among the disciples of the sect over the years, there have always been some people with low quality.

He saw Ling Shuyao still meditating alone, with a peaceful expression. The Qi Refining Stage disciples on the side had already been silent, secretly thinking about what kind of wind had brought Zhao Yi to the Qi Refining Competition.

Zhao Yi threw the wooden sign in his hand to Ling Shuyao, "You are the next one. You are lucky enough not to miss it."

"Yeah," Ling Shuyao nodded. With a "pop" sound, Shui Lan's hand patted Ling Shuyao's shoulder from behind and said excitedly: "Senior sister, I knew you could catch up!"

He also didn't forget to give Ling Shuyao a thumbs up and muttered something.

"Stop meditating and get ready. The battle on stage is about to end!" Zhao Yi couldn't stand Ling Shuyao's lazy look and couldn't help but remind her.

Only then did Shui Lan realize that there was an uncle from the Law Enforcement Hall standing next to Ling Shuyao. For a moment, the words of complaint stuck in her mouth, and it was neither right nor wrong to say it.

The expression is very intriguing. Seeing her like this, Ling Shuyao said softly: "He doesn't know how to eat people, you can say whatever you want."

"I'm about to go on stage. If you have anything to do, go and do it!" Ling Shuyao shook her neck back and forth, kneaded her eyebrows and temples a few times, took back the consciousness that she put in the small stone, and then walked towards the ring.

There was a burly male cultivator signing in at the sign-in stone. Ling Shuyao was standing behind with a stupefied look on his face. He became famous in the battle yesterday. Everyone who knew that Ling Shuyao was about to compete began to rush to the 51st arena. Come.

The battle on the stage has become fierce. The music played by the female cultivator holding the pipa forces the opposite female cultivator to the edge of the ring. She seizes the opportunity to kick her off the ring with a volley, ending the battle.

Then the sounds of the end of the battle were heard one after another, and the bell signaling the end rang at the right time! She will be the next one to compete in the fifty-one arena. Ling Shuyao jumps onto the stage and waits for the competition to begin.

"Give me, let me", a tall and arrogant male cultivator pushed aside the crowd gathered in front of the ring and walked towards ring number 51.

The surrounding monks immediately made way for only one person to pass, and took the opportunity to see who was going to be defeated by Ling Shuyao.

Ling Shuyao's head was still tired, and now she was thinking about how to end the game quickly and return to Jinghua Peak to rest.

"Hey, are you the Danfeng leader Shuyao they said? Can you defeat Jianfeng Baimu with these small arms and legs?" the male cultivator asked irrationally.

He walked around Ling Shuyao twice and said, "Isn't he going to let go?"

Ling Shuyao looked up, and what caught his eye was the particularly eye-catching afro, wearing a green Taoist robe. He seemed to have heard this voice before!

"Will you let him go and ask him?" Ling Shuyao was very impatient. He hated this kind of people the most. He had preconceived ideas. In addition, his consciousness was seriously depleted now, so his displeasure naturally showed up.

"Hey, this senior brother, don't underestimate her, she is just like Bai Mu." Someone in the audience couldn't help but remind him.

"How could I, Zhang Long, be like Bai Mu and let a girl who hasn't grown up compare to me?"

"..."

The people in the audience who had watched Ling Shuyao fight immediately turned off their fire. They didn’t know that there are people with high standards every day. Does everyone need someone to persuade them?

He still looked down on the female cultivator. He was so crazy that Ling Shuyao thought he had established a foundation. Could it be that he had seen it wrong just now.

So he rubbed his eyes carefully and looked over again. Yes, he was still at the early stage of the ninth level of Qi refining!

Today, she let this man know what it means to be a bitchy woman. He wouldn't even know the pot was made of iron until he was beaten all over the ground and had teeth!

"Boom, the fifth game of the second round begins now. The time for one stick of incense is over! Please complete the competition within the specified time."

After finishing speaking, Ling Shuyao suddenly rose up and used his spiritual power to turn into a ball of flame and fly towards the explosive head on the opposite side. This was the attack technique of Fire Armor Technique.

The male cultivator was very confident. The robe on his body exuded a layer of green aura and seemed to be a defensive robe.

They didn't even take the initiative to defend themselves, they just raised the spiked hammers in their hands and smashed them in the direction of Ling Shuyao. The fire armor around Ling Shuyao was not afraid at all. He danced his sword skills against the wind and spread out directly to form a Tai Chi sword field.

After the man attacked just now, as expected, he was surrounded by Ling Shuyao's fire armor technique. The fire snake kept burning the defensive barrier of the cassock, and it only took a few or two bites to bite a hole in his waist.

The molten fire burned directly on his skin, causing him to scream instantly.

He hurriedly extinguished the fire on his waist, but forgot to defend himself. Ling Shuyao's sword slashed at him.

"Ha, with your IQ, you are worthy of looking down on female cultivators!" Ling Shuyao said coldly.

Because of her headache, Ling Shuyao needed to end the battle quickly, so she directly enlarged her moves, took out a first-class explosive talisman, and at the same time excitedly threw it at the man.

At the same time, he turned on his own defense. The man's black wooden card detected danger and instantly popped it out of the ring area. This match ended.

"Sister Leader, this is too rough, but I like it!" the woman in the audience said with starry eyes.

"Yeah, he's so handsome. If you want a male cultivator these days, aren't we female cultivators pretty good too?"

"Sure enough, female cultivators in the new era should be like senior sisters, with many skills but no burden on themselves! When the competition is over, I will go to Fu Peak to learn how to make talismans!"

The female cultivators in the audience were chattering, but the male cultivator whose chosen wooden card popped out of the ring was dissatisfied, "Why did you drag me off the ring? I haven't even made a move yet!"

"Hahahaha..." There was a burst of laughter from everyone around.

"Why are you laughing? She cheated! I ask the referee to re-judge. This time it won't count." Zhang Long's whole body was twisted like a ripe lobster.

"Look at her, is she someone who can beat me? It's not fair to rely on sidelines to get at me!" Zhang Long kept roaring, extremely angry, and even started to attack him personally.

Ling Shuyao was forming seals with his hands, but before the silence spell could be cast, Zhang Long was kicked to the ground and lay hunched over on the ground, vomiting blood.

The crowd around him gave way to a large open space the moment Zhang Long was kicked.

Zhao Yi held one hand behind his back and looked particularly solemn in his purple and gold Taoist robe.

"Tell me again who is cheating?" Zhao Yi's voice was cold and dignified.

When Zhang Long saw clearly that the person coming was Zhao Yi, he hesitated in his heart. Zhao Yi had always been an upright person, and he couldn't tolerate sand in his eyes. He was afraid that something would go wrong if he bit Ling Shuyao like this.

But if you don't give it a try, where will the face of losing the game go?

He made up his mind to win and said: "Of course it's her! I am at the ninth level of Qi refining, and she is only at the eighth level. I can't even think about it with my toes. If you don't believe it, you can ask the audience. People?"

He didn't believe that so many people in the ring could be bullied by Ling Shuyao. Thinking of this, he felt more and more confident, and the credibility of his words seemed to become higher.

Zhao Yi was too lazy to talk to him, and just looked at Zhang Long quietly with his sharp eyes.

Zhang Long's hair stood on end as he was stared at by Zhao Yi, and the fear in his eyes was much more than when he saw a ghost.

"Tell me again who cheated?"