The reborn master does not die

The high-ranking members of the Qiushan faction and the participating disciples landed on the ring. The heads and elders of the two factions greeted each other.

"Senior Brother Qin! It's him, it's him!" Juan immediately became furious when he saw the enemy who broke his flying sword twice, wishing he could rush up to him to settle the score.

Qin Zimiao looked in the direction that Hu An pointed, and inadvertently met the man's eyes. They were a pair of very beautiful but sharp eyes, and they were looking at him with vigilant but indifferent eyes. Looking at him, the intersection of the two eyes in the air formed the first confrontation between the two. Qin Zimiao's eyes could not help but narrowed, and a trace of surprise flashed across his eyes.

"really interesting……"

He suddenly let out a low and meaningful laugh, could this be the vulnerable trash that Juan had heard about from Zhao Yuankai and his son?No, it's not that they deliberately belittled, or they didn't tell the truth at all, such a person doesn't look like a waste at all.

After listening to his junior brother's cry yesterday, he had roughly sketched out his impression of him in his heart, but he didn't expect that when he saw the real person, his appearance would be quite outstanding, even very beautiful .But Qin Zimiao never judged the opponent's ability by the beauty or ugliness of his appearance. He hoped that the strength of that person could be as good as his appearance, and he would not be disappointed.

"Master, could that person be..."

Shen Ze took a calm look at the young man surrounded by Juan and He Bai. He was about the same age as his master, and his sharp eyes were staring at his master without any scruples. Shen Ze could not help but frown. He frowned, feeling a little displeased.With a sudden thought, he stood in front of his master without a trace, and asked aloud by the way.

Lin Yifeng didn't notice the disciple's movement, so he couldn't understand the meaning of this movement, so he just nodded and agreed, "Maybe it's him."

He has never described Qin Zimiao's appearance positively in the original work. He just used the mouth of other disciples to explain to the protagonist that this person is very strong, so as to plant the seeds of curiosity in the protagonist's heart. The fight between the two, but in reality both he and his apprentice had seen this person ahead of time, maybe he would fight this person earlier than his apprentice.

"Master, you have to be careful." Hearing the concern of the apprentice, Lin Yifeng smiled and nodded towards him.

Seeing this, Zhao's father and son showed joy, because Qin Zimiao had followed Lin Yifeng as they wished, and then they just had to watch the show.Zhao Yuankai doesn't care about Lingyun's win or loss, he only cares about his own win or loss and whether Lin Yifeng can be defeated.

After the two factions arrived, the next step was the leader's speech. After the verbiage was over, the real competition began.In the morning there was a comparison between the Foundation Establishment and the Golden Core Stage, and the final result was that the two sides were evenly matched, so the key to winning or losing was the Nascent Soul Stage competition that started in the afternoon.The last time the two factions competed was also tied in the foundation building and Jindan competition, and Lingyun lost in the Nascent Soul Stage competition in the end. I hope they can make a comeback this time.

Because the competition in the afternoon was the key and more interesting, the square became more lively, crowded with disciples who came to watch the battle, and even set up a private betting game to bet on which faction would win.Many people who had been informed in advance were inclined to win this time, because they had a trump card in their hands, and their strength was close to that of the cultivator of Huashen, and ordinary people were not his opponents.

In the afternoon, Shen Zerong followed Lin Yifeng in the square again. After saying goodbye to his master, he walked off the high platform and stood aside waiting for his master to come on stage.

"Look, look, it's him!"

"It sure is him!"

"He is Wang Jinlu's disciple!"

Before Shen Zerong's heels stood firm for a few seconds, whispers came from all directions. Although they kept their voices down as if out of fear, they were still well caught by Shen Zerong's ears. .He didn't respond to these people's gossip at first, but when the commotion was getting closer and closer to him, he suddenly turned his head and coldly scanned the surrounding people, his sharp eyes were full of warning.

"...?!" Those who originally wanted to go over to see what happened hurriedly stopped and looked away, pretending that they were looking around.

"Wow!"

However, Shen Zerong's look back caused those female disciples who wanted to see his appearance to exclaim several times. Their eyes that were staring at his back almost shone brightly, not afraid of the cold aura emanating from the other party, they leaned closer. They gathered together, pointing and pointing at the cold figure, and discussing in a low voice.

The nymphomaniac's concentrated appearance made the male disciples around him itch with hatred, and wondered to himself, didn't this Shen Zerong just have a good appearance?People can't just look at the appearance, but also look at the inside. Who knows if he is a bag of grass with embroidered pillows!But they seem to have forgotten that what they laughed at the most before was that Lin Yifeng's apprentice was ugly.

"Senior Brother Shen! Here, here!"

"Xiao Rong! Xiao Rong!"

After Pan Liang's voice came, Wang Hu's shout sounded again, and Shen Zerong couldn't help frowning. He just wanted to be a handsome man quietly, okay?Ah no, he just wanted to watch the match in peace.

The appearance of Wang Hu caused commotion among the surrounding crowd again. Wang Hu is the disciple of the Elder Dharma Protector and he is a rare mutated thunder spirit root, which aroused extensive discussions and gossips from the crowd. Not bad, standing side by side with Shen Zerong still has his merits.

"Senior Brother Wang Hu is so handsome!" a female disciple shouted in a nympho.

But her companion retorted: "No, Senior Brother Shen is the standard handsome man!"

The onlookers finished comparing the looks of the two, and then compared the cultivation of the two, arguing endlessly about which of the two is better and who is stronger.

Suddenly someone interjected: "Don't you think the two of them are a good match standing together?"

As soon as these words came out, the lethality was huge, and the crowd of onlookers fell down immediately.

"Xiao Rong, Junior Brother Pan just asked me to place a bet on which faction will win. I overwhelmed our faction, Xiao Rong, do you want to place a bet?"

Hearing Wang Hu's words, Shen Zerong glanced at Pan Liang who was next to him unintentionally, so frightened that Pan Liang immediately bowed to Shen Zerong nervously and said, "Senior brother, please don't tell the uncle, or the uncle will blame me for taking the Bad Brother Wang!"

Shen Zerong said indifferently: "This matter has nothing to do with me." The implication is that he will not meddle in other matters.

"Okay, okay, thank you, brother!" Pan Liang breathed a sigh of relief. After a while, he seemed to be thinking of something, and suddenly leaned in front of Shen Zerong, and said in a low voice: "Brother, do you want to place a bet? The Akiyama faction wins one and loses three."

"Huh?" Shen Zerong glanced at him coldly, and Pan Liang was so frightened that he quickly backed away and kept silent.

"In this match, the Lingyun faction wins!"

The old man who was defeated on the ground vomited blood and his face was ashes. After struggling for a long time, he couldn't get up. The Qiushan faction had no choice but to send people up to help the old man back. Zhao Yuankai showed a smug look when the referee declared him the winner. Sneered, and then fell back to the stone platform where the Lingyun faction was.

"Very good." The head Zhao Zhonghe said quite appreciatively.

"Thank you for your exaggeration, Sect Leader."

Zhao Yuankai spoke modestly, but his downcast eyes couldn't hide his pride and excitement. Since he lost the first battle ten years ago, he can finally win the game this time and win the favor of the high-level again.When he retreated to the side, he gave Lin Yifeng a provocative look. Seeing that he didn't respond, and didn't even look at him, he couldn't help but snorted coldly.

"Father, he's just pretending to be calm." Zhao Yuan said in a mocking voice.

"Yes." Zhao Yuankai nodded in agreement.

Although Zhao Yuankai won one round for Lingyun, the good times didn't last long. After that, Lingyun lost two more games in a row. If you lose, then you really lose.And... Zhao Zhonghe suddenly had a bad feeling, because the Qiushan faction hadn't played their trump card until now, maybe the other party was waiting to give them a fatal blow.

Sure enough, Zhao Zhonghe's worries came true the next moment, because the person sent by Qiushan was Qin Zimiao, Zhao Zhonghe's brows suddenly frowned into the word Chuan, and then he turned his head towards the late Yuanying stage behind him. The disciple looked at it and said: "Who dares to go up and fight?"

Lin Yifeng didn't make a statement, and the other people looked at each other with different expressions. Suddenly, one person volunteered to come out, and after getting the permission of the headmaster, he flew onto the ring and looked at Qin Zi on the opposite side with resentment. wonderful.

Qin Zimiao looked at him coldly and said, "You are defeated, you are not qualified to fight against me!"

"you!"

However, Qin Zimiao completely ignored this person's anger, and suddenly pointed at the high platform where the Qiushan faction was located: "I want him to fight me!"

"Who?"

Everyone's eyes followed the direction of his fingers, and all eyes focused on Lin Yifeng for a while. Being watched by various eyes, Lin Yifeng raised his eyebrows. Although he felt a little stressed, his face But it was quite calm, and he blinked his eyes involuntarily, secretly thinking that what should come will always come.

"Who is he?" Those who did not know Lin Yifeng asked suspiciously.

"It's him!" Those who knew him shouted in surprise.

"It really is him, ha ha..." Some people were extremely gloating, including Zhao's father and son. The two looked at each other, and their eyes were full of triumphant smiles, waiting to see Lin Yifeng being beaten by Qin Zimiao. Get lost.

"Master..." Shen Zerong in the audience didn't have much worry, but was full of anticipation, because he thought his master would win.

"Hey, buy it and let it go, don't go back on it! Don't go back on it!" Pan Liang grabbed the disciple who wanted to take away the bet secretly and yelled loudly, "If you buy real Qin, you lose three. If you buy Mr. Wang, you will lose [-]! Don’t miss it when you pass by, time is running out, if you want to place a bet, hurry up, and I won’t accept it later!”

Suddenly the originally noisy crowd became quiet in an instant. Pan Liang, who was bent over and busy counting the gambling funds, asked a little strangely: "Why is there no sound? No more bets?"

Suddenly someone next to him tugged on his sleeve, and stammered, "Shen, Senior Brother Shen is here, here!"

Pan Liang looked up slowly while maintaining a stunned posture, and sure enough, he saw a cold face looking down at him, Pan Liang subconsciously twitched his mouth, and then rushed over to beg for mercy: "Senior brother, senior brother, I It’s really not intentional, I’m just doing nothing, so please don’t tell Master, okay..."

However, in the next breath, the other party threw a storage bag to him, and said indifferently: "Press all these, I will win if I buy Master."

"..."

Uh, I didn't expect that the senior brother would be good at playing, Pan Liang thought so, opened the storage bag and counted, five middle-grade spirit stones, 100 yuan low-grade spirit stones, which is equivalent to 600 yuan low-grade spirit stones... Be good, Senior Brother Shen is really generous!Shouldn't all the money in the small treasury be taken out?By the way, does the uncle know that the senior brother has a small treasury? What if he loses all his money at that time?

After Shen Zerong, the moving iceberg, left, the crowd resumed their hustle and bustle. Many people were wondering whether this Shen Zerong could really think that his master would have a chance of winning this round, and even put all his wealth on it. Be careful when the time comes. Even the pants are gone!Thinking of that situation, everyone laughed gleefully.

"Junior Brother Pan, I also believe that Uncle Master will win." Wang Hu jumped out from nowhere and threw a storage bag to Pan Liang, and then chased after Shen Zerong.

Another idiot, the crowd booed.

Lin Yifeng and Qin Zimiao stood at one end of the ring respectively, their clothes were lifted by the wind, and their hair fluttered with the wind, making them appear to be quite elegant and outstanding.The two people in this competition are not only quite aura, but even their appearance is first-class among all the contestants today, which made the male disciples present jealous, and the female disciples went crazy, er, of course It can be reversed, in short, everyone is arguing about who is more handsome while they are discussing who will win.

"Wow! The two of them stand together so well!"

The people present vomited blood and fell to the ground. Please, can this student be more serious!

Both of them stood calmly, one indifferent and the other indifferent, as if only the audience in the audience were excited and nervous, not the two of them who were fighting. Whoever makes the first move will be attacked by the opponent who sees the flaw. When the onlookers and the high-level officials of the two factions thought so, a sudden change occurred.

A sea of ​​white flames suddenly spread under Qin Zimiao's feet, burning blazingly, it looked like a white mist to the eyes of outsiders who didn't know.

"Samadhi is really hot!" The knowledgeable person exclaimed.

Many people thought that Qin Zimiao was the first to cast spells, and would use these samadhi real fires to attack, but if they looked closely, they would find that a thick layer of ice had formed on the ground covered by white fires, and it was constantly melting. Then they condense out continuously, and the speed of the two devouring each other is about the same.

But Lin Yifeng, who was standing 20 meters away, still stood with his hands behind his back. He neither moved his feet nor moved his body. No one could tell from his Shi Shiran that he had already taken the lead.

Qin Zimiao narrowed his eyes, and suddenly a raging fire rose from his body, no, it was a large expanse of milky white flames, like a thick white mist that instantly gathered into a huge white phoenix, and uttered a loud and clear cry towards the black and red flames on the opposite side. The figure rushed forward quickly, and crackling thunder and lightning surrounded Huofeng's body, and even the disciples watching the battle below deeply felt the powerful destructive aura rushing towards their faces.