I am merciful and sweet

They only ended the first round, while the competition on the south playground on the other side has already come to an end.In the auditorium of the North Playground, all the spectators whispered to each other.

"The abbot's fight against Yingzhou ended so soon, is there an inside story?"

"I don't know. I heard that the contestants of Abbot School this year are not easy."

"Who is there?"

"Brothers Peacock and Jinpeng!"

"Haven't they always disdain to participate in this kind of fighting competition?"

"It's probably because the school lost too badly in previous years, so it's shameless."

……

In the realm of comprehension, practitioners are divided into three, six, and nine grades according to their profound strength.One can observe the level of a person's profound strength from his words, deeds, conversation and appearance.And when the cultivation reaches a certain level, one can see the soul color of the opponent.The purer its color, the higher its profound strength.

The captain of Penglai School is a seventh-class monk who can tell the strength of the opponent's profound strength.

Dugu has always been an open-minded and magnanimous gentleman.He did not lay a heavy hand on the offspring of the enemy.Therefore, Yu Wenbao, with a bruised nose and a swollen face, returned to the preparation area of ​​Penglai School with sound limbs.

Yu Wenbao asked: "Captain Qin Ling, how should we fight the rest?"

Qin Ling said: "Of the seven people on the opposite side, only two of them have soul colors that I can't see clearly. One is the number 6 just now, and the other is the baby face that seems to have "I am number one in the world" engraved on its face. The cultivation base of these two people should be above the seventh level.

Among the remaining five people, the half-blood wearing the hat and the chicken nest head are sixth-class monks.The doll-playing and dryad are fifth-class monks.The one who is drinking "Huoxiang Zhengqi Water" is a third-class monk.

Among our team members, there are two seventh-class monks, two sixth-class monks, one fourth-class monk, and two third-class monks.Although we have the right to choose our opponents, we only have two chances.

According to the plan, the third-class monks will be used to fight against the two with the highest profound strength.Then no matter who the opponent is determined by the computer draw, we can be sure of winning.As long as we score four points first, we can advance to the final. "

After nagging for a long time, Qin Ling turned to a third-class monk and said, "In the next battle, you will challenge No. 3 member of Fengyun Peak."

"Yes."

Bu Qiufeng, who had already seen through their tricks, would naturally not show mercy, and beat the third-class monk until his nose was crooked and his mouth was slanted, he lost two front teeth, covered his mouth and ran off the stage crying.

The two privileges of Penglai School have been used up, so the order of the next battle will be determined by computer lottery.On the large LCD screen suspended in the sky, the players' data and avatars jumped rapidly, and at the end there was only a "ding" sound, and the screen froze, displaying messages one by one.

In Qin Ling's eyes, the contestants' respective cultivation levels were displayed next to their heads.

Fengyun Peak VS Penglai Fairy School

The third round: Tang Xiaofang (sixth-class monk) VS Qin Ling (seventh-class monk)

The fourth round: Li Junjie (third-class monk) VS Qian Yanqing (sixth-class monk)

Fifth round: Yin Ning (fifth-class monk) VS Lu Lingling (seventh-class monk)

The sixth round: Chen Tangtang (fifth-class monk) VS Lan Yanzui (sixth-class monk)

Seventh round: Yan Qiuchen (sixth-class monk) VS Mo Xunfang (fourth-class monk)

Tang Yue jumped off the viewing platform and came to the center of the competition platform, saying, "The third round of the martial arts competition is about to begin. Please get the contestants ready!"

Tang Xiaofang hurried up to the stage with a fluffy chicken nest head on his head, cupped his hands to Qin Ling and said, "Suzhou Tang Xiaofang, come and teach me."

Qin Ling didn't return the salute, instead she sneered and said arrogantly, "So he's the prodigal son of the Tang Sect."

Nan Guimeng in the audience sneered coldly, her tone was [-] points bitter and mean: "Even if Tang Xiaofang is a waste second generation ancestor, he is also the legitimate son of the Tang clan. From the small crowd, how can it be the turn of a lowly servant girl like you?" The illegitimate child who gave birth to criticize?"

Li Junjie gave a "wow", applauded with his little hands, and praised: "Mengguan, your news network is also very good!"

Qin Yuan leaned over and said, "Sorry, my village is connected to the Internet." He pointed to the pale-faced person on the competition stage, and asked: Who is he? "

Li Junjie explained: "There are famous families in Longxi, one is the Jian family, and the other is the Qin family. The little boy on the stage is the son of the head of the Qin family and an underground mistress. His elder brother is kind and treats him like a brother. But his elder brother At the age of 16, he was suddenly paralyzed by a stroke and died shortly thereafter."

Nan Guimeng snorted, and said sarcastically, "Disgusting."

Li Junjie gossiped: "You seem to know the inside story."

Nan Guimeng rolled her eyes and said, "Fuck me. Evil people will be punished by evil people!"

Bu Qiufeng said with a smile: "Our Fangfang is not a villain. It's just that they see people as inferior, so they can only reap the consequences!" Just as he was talking, he caught a glimpse of a beautiful figure approaching slowly, and shouted: " Brother and sister, are you coming to the game too?"

It was Mu Zhao.

The phoenix eyes of the flower guardian beside her glared angrily, "Which one is your younger brother and sister? What are you talking about!"

Bu Qiufeng murmured softly, "I'm not telling you, what are you doing so excited about?"

Qin Yuan said to Mu Zhao: "Sister Mu Zhao, she is also a classmate after all. You can help Xiaofang. Of course, I think it's okay."

Tang Xiaofang on the stage immediately pricked up his ears, and said in his heart: "Yuanzi, Laobu, you are all my good friends! This kindness, buddy, remember!"

Mu Zhao looked at him and said coldly, "Tang Xiaofang, you are not a waste."

Just one sentence, instantly like a trickle of warm current, poured over Tang Xiaofang's body, reaching all limbs and bones.He held a bird's nest head with a smile on his face, and said with a serious look: "Daughter-in-law, I'll show you a dog!"

As soon as the words fell, before Mu Zhao could refute, Tang Xiaofang had already drawn his sword out of nowhere, and in an instant, the golden glow was dazzling, and the sword aura was overwhelming!

He jumped forward, slashed sharply with his sword, and the offensive started a prairie fire!

Qin Ling only felt that the sword was raining all around him, the edge of the sword was pressing, and there was nowhere to escape!

Once the Miehun in the Seven Swords of the King of Yue appears in the world, he will kill all the demons and monsters in the world, and slaughter all the small and treacherous people in the world!

Just one distraction, the outcome has been divided!

Tang Xiaofang stepped on the helpless Qin Ling, and asked with a smile, "Are you thinking, how could this be the result when you clearly saw it right?"

Qin Ling's face was red and her ears were red, ashamed, angry and anxious, obviously he was talking about the central matter.

Tang Xiaofang said inscrutablely: "How can you and other mortals be able to understand the student levels at Fengyunfeng?"

He withdrew his left foot, and then mercilessly kicked the bruised Qin Ling off the competition stage, and said coldly: "I tell you, any hot chicken from the Tang Sect can hang and beat you!"

Qin Yuan said with emotion: "Gusu Jianzong's thousand-year-old family is the backbone of the cultivation world. Is it a waste of fame?"

Tang Yue showed admiration for Tang Xiaofang, nodded slowly, and then said to everyone: "The fourth round of the martial arts competition is about to begin! Please prepare for the contestants from both sides!"

Li Junjie's name on the super-large LCD screen began to flicker.

Li Junjie's heart also "thumped" violently with the indicator light.A thin layer of sweat broke out in his palms, he wiped Qin Yuan's body, and asked, "Brother Yuan, what kind of monk is the opposite side?"

Tang Xiaofang, who came back from the competition stage, didn't see Qin Yuan giving him a wink, and said bluntly: "It's not high, it's only the sixth class. Converted to the level of Fengyun Peak, it is the fourth class."

Qin Yuan smiled and said, "Why did you tell the school's secrets?"

Tang Xiaofang said: "What's the matter? The average level of the school changes every year. Maybe their seventh-class students next year will be our third-class students!"

Qin Yuan said: "Your principal dare not have such an ambition!"

Tang Xiaofang said: "No. My great-grandfather's goal is to eliminate the hierarchy and bring harmony to the world!"

Bu Qiufeng said: "This is unscientific and impossible."

Qin Yuan nodded, "Yes. He must destroy himself first."

Li Junjie said mysteriously: "Actually... 500 years ago, our space was destroyed by people."

Nan Guimeng interrupted him impatiently, and sternly said: "Do you know what to say and what not to say? Get out of here!" Then he kicked his ass unceremoniously, sending him into a whirlwind. Sent to the competition stage.

Li Junjie was caught off guard and faced the ground, and fell heavily with a "kuang".

A series of fine footsteps approached.

Then, he was gently lifted up.

Li Junjie said: "Thank you." He looked up and exclaimed in shock: "Ah! Cousin?"

Li Junjie looked back to confirm the player's name on the big screen again, then turned his head and asked her strangely: "Why did you change your name?!"

Qian Yanqing said: "This is the Taoist name given to me by Master."

Li Junjie suddenly realized: "Oh..." He said scratching his head, "I haven't seen you for three years, why did you go to Penglai? Isn't Fengyunfeng not good?"

Qian Yanqing said: "The year I signed up, Fengyun Peak's enrollment quota was full. I didn't want to go through the back door, so I went to Penglai."

Li Junjie said: "Oh! So that's the case! Hey, you have been like this since you were a child, and you don't like to owe favors!"

The two babbled, gossiping about family matters.Tang Yue on the viewing platform couldn't stand it any longer, coughed heavily, and said loudly, "The fourth round of the martial arts competition begins now!"

Li Junjie said: "Cousin, please be merciful!"

Qian Yanqing nodded: "As soon as you click."

Because the opposite is a blood cousin, Li Junjie is embarrassed to use his stunt in the public.There is only one requirement for his "Back to the Word Spiritual Hey Song Dafa", and that is that the singer must have true feelings.To sing love songs, to be lingering.Singing lovelorn is heart-wrenching.

In the eyes of outsiders, there is a disparity in strength between the two.

In the end, Li Junjie pretended to reveal a flaw and asked Qianyan Qingjian to point at him.The latter immediately put his sword back into its sheath, and said, "Junjie, did you hurt you?"

Li Junjie waved his hand, "No, no!"

At this time, the score on the big screen is 3:1

Tang Yue jumped onto the competition stage and said loudly: "The fifth round of the martial arts competition is about to begin! Please prepare for the contestants from both sides!"

According to the level conversion of Fengyun Peak, the seventh-class monks outside are equal to the fifth-class monks on Fengyun Peak, which is exactly the same level as Yin Ning.Qin Yuan's eyelids twitched, feeling that something was going to happen, so she said: "Yin Ning, don't be obsessed with fighting, safety comes first."

Yin Ning nodded obediently, and smiled at him, "Don't worry." He waved to the blue sky, and a white, fat and soft cloud floated over and carried him to the [-]-meter-high platform.

A monk with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks showed an unfriendly look in his eyes, looked him up and down, then snorted and sarcastically said:

"Who am I supposed to be? It turned out to be the eldest son who was abandoned by the Lin family, and the treasured ladyboy that the Yin family kept in their hands."

Yin Ning was not angry, but kindly reminded: "Don't say such things again. Do La Mi doesn't like to hear it."

Lu Lingling taunted: "What dorami? I returned Pikachu! I see that you are dressed like an A丨V actress, and you really don't have a clear mind!"

Yin Ning's face changed suddenly, and he panicked: "Dorami, don't!"

This was the last sentence Lvlingling heard.He saw the most unforgettable and terrifying scene in his life.

The quiet doll in the arms of the Lolita boy came to life.

The speed of this monster was so fast that Lu Lingling didn't even have time to blink.The monster's moves were so ruthless that Lu Lingling couldn't ask the judges for help.

All the people present, except for some seniors in the cultivation world with advanced profound strength, did not know what happened on the stage.All they saw was the monk who spoke rudely and rolled down from the stage, like a kite with a broken string, floating in the air, and finally fell back to the ground.

The monks from Penglai School hurriedly helped him up.

Lu Lingling's eyes were wide open, her canthus were about to burst, blood was spurting from her mouth, and she was unable to speak.

Qin Ling leaned on the sword and walked with difficulty, bent her knees to probe his wound, raised her head for a long time, and said with a pale face, "His inner alchemy..."

Qin Ling gritted her teeth and said angrily, "It's broken!"

The cultivation method of Penglai School is different from that of Fengyun Peak.For them, once the inner alchemy is destroyed, they will no longer be able to practice Taoism in this life.

Ying Zhou and the abbot's monks came in a hurry, and some of them clasped their hands together and whispered: "Amitabha".Some people, together with the monks of the Penglai School, said indignantly: "It's too much to deceive people!"

"A demonic cultivator is a demonic cultivator! It will never be washed away!"

"Get out of the Eastern Earth World!"

Nan Guimeng watched coldly, sneered, and didn't care.

Qin Yuan twisted her neck, swung her arms, and said with an angry smile: "How dare you scold my sweetheart!"

Nan Guimeng said: "What are you doing?"

Qin Yuan said confidently: "Beat them!"

The cultivation world is different from the human world.They cannot kill in the human world, because the human world has its own legal system.They cannot disturb order.

But it is different in the cultivation world.From ancient times to the present, this has been a world of the weak and the strong.

Qin Yuan was about to jump onto the martial arts arena when someone stretched out his hand to stop her.The man had a shiny shaved head and was wearing a red and yellow plaid cassock. He said kindly, "Amitabha, little benefactor, it is not advisable to use violence to control violence. You should know that the best way now is to calm things down."

Qin Yuan smiled and said: "Do you think that because I have a round in my name, I must be tactful?" He restrained his smile and said coldly: "I tell you, the roundness of Qin Yuan is the roundness that dominates the sky!"

As soon as the voice fell, the murderous wind filled the air, covering the four fields!

Qin Yuan's body was like a flash of lightning, she flashed up, and came in front of Qin Ling and the others.Holding Fang Tian's painted halberd carved with the sun and moon, he shouted coldly: "How dare you openly insult the room flower in our dormitory 502, it is unforgivable! Today I want you to know what is evil from the mouth!"

He glanced at the people who were staring at him one by one, snorted, and said disdainfully: "You two useless snacks, let's serve together!"

They jumped on it.

The Qinyuan painting halberd swept across, like a hurricane, thunderous!

On the other side, Tang Xiaofang applauded enthusiastically, and said, "That's amazing, my brother Yuan! He turned into a blue face in anger." As he was speaking, he suddenly felt a chilly wind blowing from the back of his head.

He shrank his neck, looked back strangely, and was facing Jiang Lingwan's dark eyes of different colors.

Tang Xiaofang said: "Professor Jiang, when did you come?"

Jiang Lingwan raised his eyes to look at the person who was showing off in the Penglai war preparation area, and said quietly: "When he was showing off to Xiaosan."

Bu Qiufeng said casually: "What is a junior? Yin Ning can be considered a junior at most! The junior is obviously our classmate Li Bold."

Li Junjie, who was named, jumped up immediately, slammed his fists at Bu Qiufeng's chest, and said angrily, "Your trick to kill people with a knife is wonderful! Isn't it just shaking a few gossips about you for Brother Yuan and the others? As for Do you hate me so much!"