Rebel Cultivation Guide [Transmigration Book]

There are three ways to distinguish winners and losers in martial arts competitions: the opponent voluntarily admits defeat, the opponent falls out of the ring, and the opponent falls unconscious.

If both of the above situations occur at the same time, it will be regarded as a draw and they will enter the next round of competition respectively.

At this time, there was a sound of groans in the martial arts arena, and a large number of disciples fell to the ground.

Xuemei Niang's smile on the table did not change: "Oh, Liuli, you are so careless."

Ye Zhen Zhen's grandfather Ye Canghai snorted coldly, but didn't say anything.

Liuli stood on the ring, trembled for a while, and when she heard the referee announce the victory, she happily walked towards the unconscious Ye Zhenzhen.

Taking a step, shaking, the sensation of electric shock has not completely subsided, Liu Li's body stiffened and almost came to Ye Zhen Zhen's side.

She fed Ye Zhen Zhen a pill and handed it over to her little followers.

After doing all this, Liuli withdrew from the stage, leaving the ring to the next round of contestants.

……

The day's competition was over, Liuli sat cross-legged in a corner of the martial arts arena, practicing kung fu to repair the damage to her body, and seeing the elders of the Zongmen get off their seats, she hurriedly followed Feng Xiwu away.

Feng Xiwu walked very fast, and disappeared in a blink of an eye. Liuli was not discouraged, and climbed Wutong Mountain with both hands and feet.

"Master Feng!"

The Wutong Mountain is full of sycamore trees, and it is the season when the sycamores are blooming. The lavender-like squid-like flowers have fallen all over the ground. Liuli climbed along the mountain road to the windy courtyard, and his body was covered with sycamore flowers. pollen and aroma.

She unceremoniously knocked on Feng Xiwu's courtyard door.

Knocked for a long time, no one responded.

Liuli was dumbfounded. Could it be that she was dissatisfied with her performance on stage?

Looking back, Liuli is sure that she acted very witty, brave, calm, and decisive!Why is Feng Xiwu dissatisfied with himself? This is impossible!no reason!

"Master Feng, Master, come out, open the door——"

Kuangdang Kuangdang Kuangdang, Liuli knocked on the wooden door frantically, Feng Xiwu must have fallen asleep so he didn't come out in time to open the door for her!

Just when Liuli persevered, her hands turned red.

A suspicious voice came from behind: "What are you doing?"

Liuli was stunned for a moment, and when she turned around, all the anxiety on her face had turned into happiness.

"A real person—"

She opened her arms and rushed toward Feng Xiwu enthusiastically. Halfway through the leap, her stiff muscles twitched suddenly, and Liuli straightened up and fell to the ground.

"..."

She didn't fall this time, Feng Xiwu lightly raised his hand to catch her.

"Why don't you go back to cultivate?"

In the dim night, the thin moonlight passed through the luxuriant sycamore branches and leaves, scattered to the earth, and also to Feng Xiwu's cheeks as white as moonlight.Yuehua covered her with a hazy and gorgeous tulle, and her eyes as deep as the night were quietly looking at Liuli.

Liuli was speechless for a while, and after a while, she lay on her back in Feng Xiwu's palm and said, "I won, and I want to share it with the real person."

"I saw it." Feng Xiwu said gently.

"..." Liuli faltered, "You didn't come to see it before."

"There was something at that time."

Liuli was shocked, and suddenly felt that this conversation was not right, the class concept in the cultivation world was strict, how could she talk to Feng Xiwu like this, how could she face Daoist Yuanying in a complaining tone?

In the next second, Liuli found the answer: Feng Xiwu was too gentle.

Liuli began to act like a baby with peace of mind again: "How does the real person think I behaved today?"

Feng Xiwu: "..."

She couldn't answer that.

Liuli lay halfway in the air, turned over comfortably, her sore muscles relaxed, she breathed a sigh of relief, and almost fell asleep comfortably.

Her clothes are still torn, there are traces of Ye Zhen Zhen's attack on them.

Feng Xiwu lightly stroked his hand, and Liuli stood still.

"You are a dangerous soldier, if you make a mistake, you will be seriously injured." Feng Xiwu thought about it for a while, tried his best to avoid some unspeakable parts, and said, "Inexperienced, regardless of the consequences, sooner or later you will suffer a big loss. "

Liuli smiled slyly: "What the real person said is too true. This disciple is deeply aware of my own shortcomings. I came here today because I actually want to ask the real person to help me improve my combat experience."

Feng Xiwu was not at her mercy, the wind blew a purple sycamore flower onto Liuli's head, she smiled and took the sycamore flower away, threw it back into the wind, and said to Liuli:

"You should take care of your body first."

Then Feng Xiwu disappeared.

Liuli stared at the tightly closed wooden door with her mouth pouting, and leaned over the railing to look in. There was an orange light in a room—the meditation room.

Balancing one or two in her heart, Liuli quietly left.

She wants to sleep more today.

……

In every subsequent match, Liuli watched closely, especially when there were disciples with water spirit roots among the contestants.

The competition between masters and gates has progressed to the present stage, and it is no longer the same as in the beginning when several arenas started at the same time.At the current level of competition, the competitions in the ring are more and more exciting, so only one ring is open at a time for other disciples to enjoy and watch.

Due to the proximity, Liuli compares the moves with overflowing moves in the arena almost every day, and also carefully observes the moves of others during the battle, Liuli has more confidence in herself.

Until it was her turn to take the stage again.

Unfortunately, the opponent was a middle-aged brother who was at the eighth level of Foundation Establishment, with a higher cultivation base and richer experience than her, and he was not too shameless.

Liuli was hanged and beaten all the way, vomited blood, looked dazed, and doubted life.

The middle-aged brother is actually almost two hundred years old. He is different from those young disciples. Although he likes beauty, in front of his interests, beauty is like a cloud to him.

Therefore, he showed no mercy to Xue Liuli.

Liuli vomited a mouthful of blood while floating in mid-air, panting heavily and looking at her opponent.

The middle-aged senior brother showed a smile of winning, and persuaded: "Junior sister, if you continue to fight, you will not be able to bear it. You should admit defeat."

Liuli shook her head: "I won't admit defeat, I must win."

The middle-aged brother raised his hand, and a piece of steel needles flew around Liuli, as if he wanted to tie him into a hedgehog.

After all, Xue Liuli is the head's daughter, although he doesn't know how to pity her, but he doesn't want to offend her too much, so he said: "Junior Sister, why bother."

Liuli pursed her lips and silently looked at the seat.

Today, Feng Xiwu also arrived.

She had used up two of the three talismans, and under the pressure of her realm, Liuli felt extremely heavy pressure.

"Senior brother." Liuli looked at the middle-aged senior brother sincerely, and said, "I still have Killer Lan, which is useless."

"Oh, it's your thunderstorm talisman." Speaking of this, he was a little sour.

Some people just have good luck, and they are destined to have a smooth life from birth. A thunderstorm talisman of that level is readily available, but I have to work hard to get a mid-level earth-level talisman.

But it's a pity that his own strength is not good, and no amount of auxiliary means will help.

The middle-aged senior brother smiled and said, "Junior Sister's thunderstorm talisman did cause me some distress, but that's all."

"..."

Liuli was silent for a moment, she didn't choose to sit and wait for death, but waved her hand, and a torrent of water rushed towards her opponent.

The steel needles surrounding it also rushed towards Liuli at the same time!

Liuli suddenly showed a look of horror, and flew around in panic like headless chickens. She set up layers of water walls around her, but they couldn't stop the steel needles.

The needles surrounding her in all directions blocked Liuli's way, and in the end, those long, thick and scary needles pierced Liuli's body.

Liuli, who had turned into a hedgehog, let out a pained snort, and mottled blood seeped into her clothes. At the same time, all the spells she cast collapsed, turning into uncontrollable drops of water and splashing all over the ground.

The surrounding disciples made a burst of crusade, what a perverted move, it hurts to death just looking at it, does this senior brother know how to pity and cherish jade?

Liuli fell onto the ring, knelt on the ground, and made a loud "dong".

She bent down slowly, put her hands on the ground, her body trembling slightly.

The middle-aged brother was afraid of the thunderstorm talisman she had left, so he didn't dare to approach her, and said from a distance: "Junior sister, don't resist, admit defeat."

Liuli raised her pale face, and suddenly, she showed a strange smile: "Brother, it's you who should admit defeat."

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Liuli was beaten...