Lock text system: The hero please respect yourself

Jian Qiang sat down and guided the spiritual energy into the body.

Everything in the world has aura, and when aura enters the body, the body will purify and store it. Cultivation techniques such as "Dark Willow Clear Brightness" are to develop many parts of the body that can store spiritual energy. The higher the grade, the more spiritual energy stored in the body, and only then can one be able to master powerful techniques.

Jian Qiang closed his eyes and concentrated, the spiritual consciousness turned up in his mind, it was light gray.

This is a medium color.

In other words, in just ten days, he had already been promoted by one rank.

If he practiced a middle-grade exercise and practiced it for four hours a day, it would take him more than a month to advance to the first grade.However, with Lingxi Pill and "Dark Willow and Qingming", he was like being taught by a teacher 24 hours a day, whipping and brushing the questions non-stop, and the speed of advancement reached the sky.

So he actually didn't care for that moment when Wu Fei was nervous, but he was just curious about the effect of this training room.

After training, Jian Qiang pushed the door out, but was surprised to see Bai Fengyang standing at the door, with a gloomy face as if he was worried.He was dressed in white, although his temperament and appearance were not as good as Lan Zhi's, he still had the chicness of a descendant of the Xian family.

Jian Qiang speculated that Bai Fengyang should be here to cultivate, and said respectfully: "Brother Bai is well."

Bai Fengyang said with a smile: "How have you cultivated in the past few days?"

"Brother Xie Bai is concerned, it's not bad."

Bai Fengyang smiled slightly, and took out a scroll from his bosom indifferently: "I came here to practice, and I didn't want to meet you here. This is a middle-grade exercise, take it back and practice hard."

Middle-grade exercises have always been used only by inner disciples, and Bai Fengyang's intention is obviously to show kindness.Jian Qiang hurriedly lowered his head and continued, thanking carefully: "Thank you, Senior Brother Bai, for your great hope!"

Bai Fengyang entered the mysterious room with a smile, and closed the door.

Jian Qiang looked at the sky, and it was time to eat, so he left the training room in a few steps.

The place where the disciples of the Northbound School eat is like a cafeteria. They open at noon every day, and the low-pitched laughter and noise can be heard endlessly. It is the busiest time of the day.

Jian Qiang has never been very social, so he took a plate by himself and sat quietly in the corner to eat.

There was a burst of laughter at the table.

"I heard that Senior Brother Lan is going to take Junior Brother Wu and Junior Brother Fan to practice near the spiritual source. The spiritual energy there is several times stronger than that in Master's practice room. Congratulations." Several disciples under Lan Zhi's seat were discussing.

The spiritual source goes deep into the ground, and it is usually submerged in the water and cannot be approached, but at this time of the year, the water level drops for half a month, and some flat stones will be exposed around it, which can be used for people to meditate and practice nearby.

In addition to the important figures in the sect having their own seats, in order to encourage the disciples to practice, Chi Su will also let the top [-] disciples of the sect grand competition go together.Apart from these, there are usually two vacant lower seats, so people are asked to pick two beginner disciples with good aptitude to make up the number.

"Ashamed, ashamed." All present here are disciples of Lan Zhi's subordinates, and also seniors of Wu Fei and Fan Qing. The two of them did not dare to be presumptuous, and humbly smiled, "Everyone has been there a long time ago, why bother?" To laugh at us?"

An older disciple said: "As long as you enter the top [-] in the Zongmen Grand Competition, you can go together every year."

One of them said with a smile: "In the Zongmen Grand Competition last year, fifteen of the top thirty disciples were under Senior Brother Lan's command. We can count as half a foot in it."

The other chuckled and said, "Stop saying that, or someone will say we're showing off."

The voices of their discussions were half-high and not low-pitched. Although they didn't deliberately let people hear them, they didn't lower their voices either.The disciples of Bai Fengyang's sect who were eating here had long had rifts with them, exchanged glances, and immediately felt a little uncomfortable.

Jian Qiang never cared about these things, and ate with his head down as if no one else was around.

Someone mocked in a low voice: "Brother Lan is so powerful, didn't two people get kicked out last year?"

"The year before last was even more, playing four."

"That's right, let's talk about keeping all the seats if you have the ability. Otherwise, it's not as good as us with mediocre qualifications."

A person sitting next to Jian Qiang sneered and said, "Just because of that bullying attitude, I won't go if I'm asked."

Several people around Wu Fei sneered after hearing this: "Even if they wanted to come under Senior Brother Lan's sect, they couldn't get in at all. Senior Brother Lan only accepts students with the best qualifications every year, and those disabled people with such qualifications are only worthy of envy."

"Yes, that tone is so sour that one's teeth fall down."

The older one under Lan Zhi's sect smiled: "Eat well, don't be as knowledgeable as them."

Bai Fengyang's disciples were already angry, and he smiled at Jian Qiang, "Senior Brother Lan is in a hurry to ask for our Junior Brother Jian, but our Junior Brother Jian is unwilling to follow him. Junior Brother Jian, don't you think so?"

A few people laughed and said, "Brother Lan just picked up some leftover trash. Brother Jian is not rare, that's why Wu Fei and Fan Qing happened."

"So, no one cares about it at all, they just give themselves money."

Wu Fei and Fan Qing had long been concerned about Lan Zhi kissing Jian Qiang, and the other disciples under Lan Zhi's sect were at a loss for words for a while, and couldn't find words to save face.

They are used to being arrogant, how did they experience such idleness?

Wu Fei said slowly: "During the trial, I was only ranked third, and I haven't seen any ability until now."

Fan Qing also said: "I also wanted to learn about it a long time ago, what is so good about it."

Everyone stopped eating immediately, and started to make a noise: "Hey, it's afternoon, it's afternoon!"

"Don't just fight with words, fight in the arena!"

Jian Qiang didn't know when he was suddenly involved, and was stunned with rice in his mouth.

But he didn't want to cause trouble, and he didn't want to offend Lan Zhi's disciples, so he smiled gently and said, "I'm not well qualified, and I'm also stupid. Brothers, don't be as knowledgeable as me, just take it as my loss."

Everyone present was slightly stunned, and the disciples under Bai Fengyang's sect immediately laughed and said: "That's right, Junior Brother Jian doesn't care about them like them, they want to win so much, let's treat it as them winning, let's continue eating!"

"What do you care about with them? Whoever cares about that false name can compare himself. Don't delay our meal."

These words were full of disdain, Wu Fei and Fan Qing were even more annoyed, and their faces turned livid immediately as if they were going to explode.

Fan Qing dashed up, pointed at Jian Qiang and said, "If you don't dare to compare, then you dare not compare. What do you mean I won? Kneel down and crawl under my crotch, admit that you are a grandson, and call me 'Grandpa' again." ', I'll just tell you!"

Jian Qiang wondered who he had provoked, but he just wanted to have a quiet meal, and this group of people wouldn't let him live in peace.

He really didn't want to get into trouble with Lan Zhi, so he left his seat after thinking about it for a while, and asked in a good voice: "If I really call you Grandpa, and crawl under your crotch, from today onwards you won't bother me again." It's me?"

Everyone around fell silent.

Fan Qing didn't expect him to react like this, and opened his mouth, not knowing how to answer.Suddenly, light footsteps came from the door, and only a few disciples shouted in a panic: "Brother Lan!"

Jian Qiang quickly turned his head to the door.

Lan Zhi stood indifferently, his lips were as thin as ice, his eyes were dark, his face was as black as the dark clouds in June.

He originally wanted to see how Jian Qiang beat people with power, why is this kid so worthless?

Did he think he was Han Xin, and he was going to be humiliated by his crotch?

Everyone looked back and forth at these people and remained silent, Lan Zhi said slowly: "It's harmless to compete in the arena, so why not try it out?"

After speaking, he turned and walked out.

So the matter came to a conclusion, and after Lan Zhi made such a statement, Fan Qing and Jian Qiang were bound to fight.

Not long after, dozens of disciples gathered under the arena to watch the excitement, crowded and whispering.

"Last time when Jian Qiang didn't give Senior Brother Lan face, Senior Brother Lan might be very angry."

"This time I want to take the opportunity to teach Jian Qiang a lesson."

"Don't beat him up so he can't practice."

Jian Qiang thought of something else.

Senior Brother Lan regards him as a human being, he must not let Lan Zhi lose face, he just sells his flaws and loses to Fan Qing later...

The abacus was halfway through, but Lan Zhi, who was standing on the stand in the distance, said: "Since it is a competition, we must do our best. If anyone deliberately releases water, I will definitely not spare him."

Although these words were addressed to two people, his eyes fell on Jian Qiang, and his voice was faintly threatening.

Jian Qiang's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately mustered up his energy, not daring to think about anything else.

Wu Fei said on stage: "Start!"

Just after the word "beginning" was finished, a figure rushed towards him at a very fast speed, and with a sound of "pa", Fan Qing's face was tilted to one side, and the left half of his face was in burning pain.

There is a clear red palm print on his face.

A surprised voice came from the crowd: "So fast!"

Fan Qing froze for a moment, his face was gloomy, and he used the unique skill of his life so far, a rope formed by spiritual power appeared in the air, with an awl at the tip, and stabbed at Jian Qiang.

Jian Qiang faced the enemy alone for the first time, so he was naturally a little flustered.He flew up to avoid it, but the spiritual power lock and awl chased after him.The arena was protected by a barrier, Jian Qiang dodged Awl's assassination every time, and hit the barrier hard, emitting a green dazzling light.

Jian Qiang thought that this person was really vicious, it was just a competition, but what Fan Qing used was a vicious trick that would put him to death.Using his technique, a sword made of spiritual power appeared in his hand, dodged the oncoming awl, and slashed fiercely at the spiritual power lock.

There was only a loud cracking sound, and the spiritual power lock broke off vulnerable to a single blow.

Not only Wu Fei was stunned, but even the entire training ground was silent.

Jian Qiang didn't think there was anything strange.He is now a mid-tier player, his attack power is twice as high as that of Wu Fei, so the spiritual power lock is naturally nothing to him.With this cut, he deliberately concealed his cultivation.Outsiders seem to only know that his ability is higher than Wu Fei, but they can't see his rank.

Then, the bottom has boiled up.

"Amazing!"

"Why is this Fan Qing so vulnerable?"

"Is this person average?"

Fan Qing's face turned blue and then pale, and he shouted angrily: "How could his cultivation base be higher than mine? He must have taken some kind of elixir!"

"Catch him and investigate!" Lan Zhi's disciples couldn't afford to lose face. Fan Qing was slapped in the face, and Wu Fei's face was so ugly that he flew into the ring without waiting for orders.

Immediately afterwards, the two made a trick at the same time.

Lan Zhi has been watching silently, without speaking.

Linglisuo stabbed straight at Jian Qiang with an awl, but turned around when he got in front of him, trying to wrap him around him.At this moment, more than a dozen spirit power darts flew towards him.

If these things are inserted into his body, he will be seriously injured if he does not die.

There was a murmur in Jian Qiang's mouth, and the sword in his right hand was raised quickly, and he slashed down fiercely.At the same time, a light blue spiritual power screen appeared on his left hand. After resisting it, all the spiritual power darts fell on it, making an ear-splitting collision sound.

Just as he was about to stand up straight, Jian Qiang felt a strange gas rush towards his eyes.He suddenly screamed badly in his heart: These two people are actually cheating!

Jian Qiang's eyes hurt, and he couldn't see clearly, but he felt that his right leg was stabbed so hard that he couldn't even stand firmly.At the same time, someone grabbed the wrist of his left hand, and there was a sharp tingling pain.

Jian Qiang was really angry.These two despicable and vicious villains actually wanted to take advantage of the chaos to destroy his spiritual root!

Two inches above the left and right wrists is the weakest point of the spirit root.

In order to protect their spiritual roots, most people will wear wrist guards during the competition.

The wristbands are expensive, and Jian Qiang has no money to buy them, and he also thought that the competition between him and Fan Qing was an ordinary competition, so he didn't make any preparations for it.

Only then did Jian Qiang realize that the viciousness and shamelessness of Fan Qing and Wu Fei were no longer just jealousy and disobedience, it was a pity that they had bad luck today.

The stinging pain in the eyes had disappeared, and Jian Qiang didn't move, allowing the man to stab straight at his spiritual roots.The so-called overreaching one's own abilities and taking one's own responsibility refers to people like Wu Fei and Fan Qing.

In fact, the audience couldn't see clearly what Wu Fei was doing, but felt that Jian Qiang's calmness was a bit too much.Immediately afterwards, a person's scream followed, and the voice was shrill: "My hand! My hand!"

Fan Qing collapsed, his face was very pale: "Which rank are you..."

The spiritual root has a natural defense ability. If you want to destroy the spiritual root, you must accept the automatic rebound of the monk's body.Therefore, it is impossible for a monk with a low rank to directly destroy the spiritual root of a monk with a high rank.

Jian Qiang flew forward, clasped Fan Qing's wrist guard with one hand, and Wu Fei's wrist guard with the other hand, and began to cast spells.

The two had no time to stop them, only to hear two "pop" and "pop", and the two wrist guards snapped off. Wu Fei and Fan Qing screamed: "Our spiritual root! Spiritual root!"

The wrist guard itself only strengthens the defense ability of the spirit root.Although the wristbands of these two people were of high quality, which increased the defense of the spirit root by [-]%, they could only resist the attacks of monks of the same level, and they had no way to attack the attacks of high-level monks.

Jian Qiang exerted a little force in his hand: "Senior brothers, who will win this competition?"

Fan Qing and Wu Fei screamed with sharp throats, their faces were green and their lips were pale: "You won! You won! We admit defeat!"

Lan Zhi felt refreshed all over in the stands, even his blood was boiling.

This is the hero in his writing, Su Zhatian is so refreshing, he is invincible and invincible.That worthless and petty boy before must be an illusion!

Jian Qiang let the two go silently.He just wanted to scare them and let them know how powerful he was, but when he saw Wu Fei's Taoist robe was wet and there was a foul smell, he was so frightened that he peed.

The people under the ring giggled.

"Diaper Wu", this is the nickname that accompanied Wu Fei for the next five years.

The result of this match was too unexpected, and there were endless discussions under the ring, and it was extremely noisy.The disciples under Bai Fengyang's sect had been aggrieved for a long time, but today they finally let out a bad breath, and they were especially happy.

Without saying a word, Lan Zhi slowly walked out with the lost disciples.

Jian Qiang watched the group of them leave, with a look of shame on his face, and a feeling of depression in his heart for no reason.

Even if Fan Qing and Wu Fei deceived others too much, they should be taught a lesson, he did not give Lan Zhi face too much today.I don't know if Lan Zhi will hate him in the future?

Just as he was about to turn over and step off the stage, a gust of spiritual energy suddenly gushed out from nowhere, forming a huge whirlwind in the air, and flew towards Jian Qiang.

Unexpectedly, the whirlwind tightly surrounded Jian Qiang, passing over his body like countless steel knives, and blood gushed out from all over his body.

He was caught off guard, and slowly fell into a pool of blood, dying.