After the demon king failed to beg for death

Qiu Zhikuan's originally horrified mood was completely disrupted by the words between the master and the student.

So much so that he had an illusion of taking it for granted.

Fu Ling's master is the most powerful Nether Patriarch of the Xuantian Sect. The strength of the Patriarch is unfathomable, and the disciples he teaches are naturally unique and incomparable.

Qiu Zhikuan felt that he had figured out the key to this. Although he was still horrified, he had already convinced himself deep in his heart.

He has a more respectful attitude towards Patriarch Youming, and even looks at Fu Ling with a kind of scorching/hot eyes.

"I handed in the jade slips for registration the day before yesterday. Why didn't anyone notify me to participate in the competition?"

The day before Li Chen's return, Fu Ling sent the jade slips for registration to the place in charge of registration.

According to the rules of the lottery, Fu Ling was supposed to have a match on the first day, but he didn't receive any notice.

In addition, the matter of Li Chen's injury took all his mind, and he didn't think about it for a while.

It has been two days since the game, and Fu Ling just remembered that he has not received any notification about the game until now.

That's why I thought about going down the mountain to see the excitement, and to investigate this matter by the way.

After hearing this, Qiu Zhikuan frowned: "It stands to reason that as long as the students who have participated in the registration, they will participate in the first round of screening competition on the first day, there is no reason why they will be left behind."

Fu Ling: "But I did not receive any notification."

Li Chen looked at Qiu Zhikuan with some dissatisfaction: "What's going on?"

Qiu Zhikuan immediately said: "You sit on the top and wait a moment, I will go and find out the reason."

After speaking, he left like the wind.

Fu Ling crossed his arms and said slowly: "I think this is probably because some disciple thinks that I am too good and dare not let me participate in the competition, so he did it on purpose!"

Li Chen gave him a meaningful look: "Are you so confident?"

Fu Ling: "Master, you should trust your own vision."

Li Chen didn't speak any more, took Fu Ling to find a seat and sat down.

I didn't go to the places where the suzerains were to join in the fun.

Fu Ling glanced at the arena, there were people fighting on each barrier ring, and the scene looked really exciting.

only……

"Are these disciples recruited in the past ten years? There are not many who have passed the foundation establishment period."

There are 40 arenas on the field, and 40 people are fighting. Among these [-] people, there are only a dozen monks in the foundation establishment stage. It seems that they are still in the early stage of foundation establishment.

Isn't ten years enough to cultivate to the foundation building stage?

The disciples of this class of Xuantianzong are a little too weak.

Li Chen said unhappily: "Do you think there are a few people like you? Most people may not be able to cross this hurdle in ten or twenty years from refining Qi to building a foundation."

It took only half a year for Fu Ling to practice from Qi refining to foundation building in his previous life, so he doesn't understand the kind of person who can't go from Qi refining to foundation building after more than 20 years of cultivation.

Either the spiritual roots are too poor, or there is no effort at all.

Li Chen reminded: "Today is only the third day. There are still more than a hundred disciples in the competition. After two days, more will be eliminated. The rest will not be like this."

Fu Ling rested his chin on his hands and nodded in agreement.

Originally, I just wanted to join in the fun, but now I find it boring. I have seen too many fist moves and sword moves in my previous life, and they are all better than these people.

Looking back and watching such a game, I just feel dull.

Just when Fu Ling was thinking about whether to go down for a stroll, Qiu Zhikuan had already come running back with Fu Ling's jade slip.

When Qiu Zhikuan saw Li Chen, the first thing he did was to bow and say hello: "Qiu Zhikuan sees the ancestor."

Li Chen seems to have gotten used to this way of communication.

He raised his hand slightly, motioning for him to speak directly.

Qiu Zhikuan hesitated for a moment, and finally said: "The jade slip sent by senior brother Fu Ling a few days ago is indeed at the registration office, but because the disciple who entered was careless, it was left behind, so I failed to notify you. I found that jade slip."

Fu Ling took the jade slip and looked at it. There were obviously traces of other people's spiritual power on it, which means that this jade slip was activated by someone.

Now that it has been activated, there is no reason for it to fall.

There is a high probability that someone did it on purpose.

Just as Fu Ling was about to express his deduction, he heard Li Chen snort coldly: "You think I'm blind, do you still think I can't distinguish this bit of spiritual power?"

As soon as Qiu Zhikuan heard it, sweat appeared on his forehead.

This matter is indeed not an oolong, but someone did it on purpose.

Fu Ling said with a half-smile, "Master Qiu, are you sure you want to protect that person?"

Qiu Zhikuan hastily said: "No, this disciple doesn't have such intentions. Patriarch calm down."

Li Chen's eyes froze, and a coercion was involuntarily suppressed, and Qiu Zhikuan felt this powerful force in just a moment.

It wasn't just Qiu Zhikuan. On the nearby ring, even through the barrier, these disciples felt this almost suffocating coercion.

Qiu Zhikuan hurriedly said: "This matter was handled poorly by the disciple, and I hope that the ancestor will forgive me. There is a competition on the stage, so I implore the ancestor to withdraw his spiritual power."

Li Chen snorted, and withdrew the terrifying coercion: "Who is it?"

Qiu Zhikuan hesitated again and again, and finally said, "It's Bi Zeyu, the son of Fairy Qinyuan, the master of Ziyan Peak."

Fu Ling thought about it, but he didn't know this person at all.

"Master, who is this person?"

Li Chen turned to look at Fu Ling: "You have offended him."

Fu Ling sneered: "I don't even know who he is, what's more, I always repay my grudges face-to-face and never play tricks behind my back. Who knows if I'm jealous."

Hearing what he said, Qiu Zhikuan broke into a cold sweat.

It's been a long time since I saw him, and he almost forgot that Fu Ling, even if he had no cultivation, was a person who dared to question the right protector of Tianhuo Pavilion in front of him, so there was nothing he dared not do.

Qiu Zhikuan quickly said: "This is because he was confused for a while, so he became obsessed with ghosts. I can add the name of the senior brother now, and when the competition tomorrow, I will naturally be in the line. The senior brother is talented. I want to come to the contest a few days ago. , it must not be a big problem for him."

Qiu Zhikuan was worthy of being a good receptionist of Xuantianzong. These words not only proposed a solution, but also praised Fu Ling implicitly and secretly, which can be said to kill two birds with one stone.

The premise is that Fu Ling is really a young man who will be flattered when he is praised.

It's a pity that he is not, not only is he not, but he is also a calculating old devil.

For him, there is absolutely no reason for him to endure being bullied.

Fu Ling nodded: "The name must be made up, there is no doubt about it, although I am fortunate to worship under the master and bear the title of a senior brother, but in essence I am just a disciple who has just entered the realm of cultivation, so this I should be eligible to participate in the competition."

Qiu Zhikuan: "It's natural."

Fu Ling changed the subject: "The competition is the competition, but if you make a mistake, you should bear the consequences. Peak Master Qiu has always been fair, and he must know how to deal with it."

Qiu Zhikuan is one head and two big, so it's fine if it's anyone else.

But Bi Zeyu of Ziyan Peak, this ancestor has always been arrogant and domineering, and it is not a day or two to bully his fellow disciples, but because he is extremely talented and better than others in terms of cultivation, so most of the time, as long as it is not too much, A lot of things pass with one eye open and one closed.

But it was not only here that caused him headaches. Bi Zeyu was not only the son of Fairy Qinyuan from Ziyan Peak, but also the grandson of Bi Yuanqing, the suzerain of Xuantianzong. It can be said that in Xuantianzong, no one dared to offend him.

Well now, one iron plate kicked another iron plate.

How can this be good?

Qiu Zhikuan respectfully said: "If you made a mistake, you should be punished, but this Bi Zeyu is the grandson of the suzerain, how to deal with this matter, how about leaving it to the suzerain to decide?"

Fu Ling didn't speak, but his expression was clearly dissatisfied with the outcome of this matter.

This kind of bullying bully, if you don't educate yourself when you are young, it will be crooked when you grow up.

Just when Qiu Zhikuan didn't know what to do, he heard Li Chen's cold voice coming through: "Then invite the Suzerain here, and let's settle this matter face to face."

Qiu Zhikuan: ...

Don't you old people hate these tedious little things the most, why are you so fussy today?

The author has something to say: Thank you for your support, okay!

Li Chen: Bullying my apprentice, no!

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