I became the most fierce cub in the live broadcast world

The match between Xie Jia and Mo Feibai ended too quickly. The disciples of the Wuxiang Sect thought that the two monks with comparable cultivation would have to fight for a quarter of an hour no matter what. Unexpectedly...

So the disciple who announced Xie Jia's victory took advantage of the situation and announced: "In a quarter of an hour, Consonance Sword Sect Yang Yuanze will have a rematch with Heshan Gate King Lifu."

The only Golden Core cultivator present at the Heshan Gate specially called Wang Lifu to him. Seeing that he was worried, he turned to ask what he wanted to say, "What? Are you afraid?"

Wang Lifu was still replaying the scene of Xie Jia kicking Mo Feibai away in his mind. Listening to his brother's questioning, he couldn't help expressing his inner worries: "The force of Lingxi Sword Sect should not be underestimated..."

"Don't worry." Golden Core cultivator said indifferently, "You have always been talented in swordsmanship, how could you lose to a brat? Have you carefully watched his sword-holding posture?"

Wang Lifu frowned, thinking carefully.

Yang Yuanze's sword-holding posture...was a bit unfamiliar, as if he had never used a sword before.

Brother Jindan continued: "How many years have you practiced swordsmanship?"

Wang Lifu: "Brother, it has been more than ten years."

Brother Jindan nodded and said affirmatively, "So, what are you worried about?"

Hearing the senior brother's words, Wang Lifu was suddenly enlightened, he cupped his fists and saluted, "Thank you senior brother for your advice."

That's right, regardless of the opponent's talent and cultivation level, what is he afraid of now is the sword he has practiced for more than ten years?If a sword repairer doesn't even believe in the sword, what else can he believe in?

The corner of Wang Lifu's mouth curled up, and suddenly he felt the bottleneck loosen, as if there was a tendency to form a pill.

The joy in his heart is even greater, maybe after this competition, he can use his comprehension to form a pill in one fell swoop.

As for forming alchemy during the competition...he didn't even dare to think about it.

On the other side, Xie Jia is also mentioning Yuan Ze.

Although Yuan Ze's cultivation base is already higher than him, but in terms of combat, he is an expert, even Yuan Ze's flattery can't catch up with him.

So he pulled Yuan Ze full of confidence, and put on a posture of "I will teach you well".

Yuan Ze looked expectant.

At the beginning of the point, Xie Jia said an old saying: "The martial arts in the world can only be broken quickly."

Yuan Ze nodded, and gave an example: "It's like when you and Mo Feibai played against each other, isn't it?"

Xie Jia smiled slightly, with the demeanor of an outsider: "That's right. In short, don't just stand there and wait for the opponent to read the name of the move before making a move."

Yuan Ze should be again.

Xie Jia frowned and thought about what else to tell him, and finally found that he had so much experience, but he couldn't explain why.

Sure enough, fighting is the best way to teach.

Looking at Yuan Ze's eagerly looking expression, it seemed that he wanted him to say more, Xie Jia couldn't help touching his nose, and finally said: "Master leads the door, and cultivation depends on the individual."

Yuan Ze didn't feel any abnormality at all, but felt that every word the elder said was very meaningful, so he nodded sincerely: "The elder is right."

After two sentences, the two sides fell into silence again.

【Everyday Upward: What am I expecting? 】

【Xing Xing: You are looking forward to something that Jiajia doesn't have...】

Xie Jia coughed lightly and asked, "Yuanze, how did you form the alchemy?"

To think that he, an elder, would even ask his disciples how to cultivate... What a disgrace to the elder world and goldfinger world!

However, he has always respected his strength, regardless of his seniority, Yuan Ze is better than him in a certain way, so it is not uncommon for him to learn from others.

The corners of Yuanze's mouth hooked slightly, and he said with a smile: "You Wang Daoyou should be a water spirit root, and have a strong ability to gather water elements. And I need a lot of water elements to advance to the Jindan stage...so it is thanks to you Wang Daoyou that I can absorb them. Sufficient water element."

Xie Jia was silent for a moment, and said, "You treat your opponent as a water pump?"

Yuan Ze heard the surprise in his tone, smiled shyly, and said: "It's also a coincidence... If the elder wants to form the alchemy, he will definitely be able to form it immediately."

As a Golden Core cultivator, he could tell Xie Jia's cultivation at a glance.

Xie Jia twitched the corner of his mouth: "I would like to borrow your good words."

A quarter of an hour passed quickly, and Yuan Ze and Wang Lifu were about to fight again.

Before the start of the match, the disciples of the Heshan Gate emphasized again: "This match is an extra match, and neither side can use spiritual power."

The two were considered half acquaintances, so they didn't introduce themselves any more. After the two parties saluted, they started directly.

Yuan Ze's sword holding posture is indeed not very proficient, after all, he used to use only wooden sticks, and the sword was bought temporarily before the start of the match.A sword was broken when crossing the tribulation, and this one in my hand was borrowed from the elder.

Except for the inexperienced sword-holding posture, Yuan Ze's swordsmanship is as good as Xie Jia's.

After Yuan Ze's alchemy on the spot not long ago, Wang Lifu didn't dare to underestimate Yuan Ze any more, and sparred with him carefully every move.

The two fought back and forth, which was somewhat similar to the situation when Yu Meng and Fan Ming fought in the morning.

However, compared to Yumeng, a real beginner, Yuanze is quite comfortable.When Wang Lifu yelled the name of the sword move and stabbed him, he found a loophole in it sharply, and while blocking it, he caught the opponent with his feet and knocked him down.

Wang Lifu wanted to turn over and stand up immediately, but when he was using his strength, a sword light pierced his eyes, and after a closer look, Yuan Ze stabbed the sword into his ear.

This is a signal that Minozawa Mingming had a chance to stab his temple just now.

Wang Lifu smiled in relief: "I lost."

Yuan Ze raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and said in a low voice, "Concession."

The Zongmen Grand Competition has always been a stage for various sects to showcase the strength of newcomers to the sect. Those who come to participate in the Grand Competition are often emerging sects that have been famous for a long time or have strong strengths that need to be famous.

That is to say, there are no weak people, and there are no unknown [-]th-line sects.

But this year's Zongmen Grand Competition is destined to be different.

The first round of the competition lasted only one day, and a name that had never been heard in the world of cultivating immortals flew all over the Longevity Mansion as if it had grown legs.

This name is Consonance Sword Sect.

Almost everyone has heard that Consonance Sword Sect only participated in three matches and won all three matches.And they also had a disciple in the early stage of foundation establishment who formed a pill during the competition and became a golden core monk.

What was even more frightening was that the monk was only less than twenty.

Young geniuses have always attracted attention in the world of cultivating immortals. Everyone inquired about the name of the young genius, and asked who the so-called Lingxi Sword Sect was.

I didn't ask about the background of the young genius, but I found out that the Consonance Sword Sect is actually a hidden sect, but because it has not been born for a long time, it is not famous, and the sect is also a little bit down, so it is regarded as a trash sect by everyone.

The combination of a young genius and a hermit sect made the world of cultivating immortals, which had been silent for a long time, suddenly become lively.

It's not the first time that the Zongmen Grand Competition is held this year, and everyone has long since lost the novelty.But things like Consonance Sword Sect don't happen all the time.

As a result, the inn where Lingxi Sword Sect was temporarily staying was suddenly overwhelmed with traffic, and many people came to eat melons, which made Xie Jia and others very annoying.

After persuading a group of curious passers-by again, Xie Jia angrily made several "Thank you for not seeing visitors" signs and hung them in front of each room.

However, what was supposed to come was still unstoppable, and this time it was someone they couldn't even stop—Wuxiangmen.

People from Wuxiangmen are easy to recognize, they are a rare sect in the world of cultivating immortals who don't wear white clothes.

Wearing a green dress with auspicious clouds, a cloud-shaped jade pendant on the waist, and the word "No Phase" embroidered on the chest.

When five young monks in green clothes stepped into the inn, the shopkeeper with a small abacus saw through each other's identities at a glance, and hurriedly greeted them. Knowing that the other party was looking for Elder Xie of Lingxi Sword Sect, he quickly led them upstairs.

The shopkeeper actively knocked on the door for the monk, and greeted the guests in the room: "Immortal Elder, a distinguished guest is coming!"

Standing beside him was an exceptionally handsome male monk, and behind him were four young monks.

At this time, Xie Jia was meditating, and when he was disturbed, he was so depressed that he pretended that he was not in the room.

It's a pity that the other party was very persistent, as if he was sure that he was in the room, and he would not stop until he was knocked out.

Xie Jia opened his eyes impatiently, took down the little assistant who was lying on his right leg and the little white dragon who was lying on his left leg and said he was meditating, and then rolled over and got out of bed.

Ao Fenglian yawned and asked, "Boss, what are you doing?"

The little assistant asked in a daze, "What happened?"

There was a thumping sound from the wooden door, and the shopkeeper insisted on shouting, "Immortal Elder..."

Okay, look at this posture and you will know what happened.

An assistant and a dragon rarely sighed together with the enemy: "Is it annoying!"

The news was released by Xie Jia on his own initiative, and no matter how annoying he was, he had to admit it.

And there is no way, judging by the shopkeeper's posture, he can't do without opening the door.

After opening the door, Xie Jia said directly before seeing the person clearly: "Don't ask, I don't know anything."

The shopkeeper was afraid that Wuxiangmen would be angry because of Xie Jia's impatient attitude, so he quickly explained: "A lot of people have come to visit Xianzhang these days, so..."

The monk he was courting didn't speak, but the female monk standing behind the monk smiled and said, "I understand."

Xie Jia scanned the people present and found that almost all of them were Foundation Establishment Dzogchen, and he couldn't see through the cultivation base of the male monk closest to him, so his cultivation base must be higher than the Golden Core.

Seeing the word "Wuxiang" on his chest again, he completely understood why the shopkeeper insisted on waking him up.

In the territory of Wuxiangmen, who would dare to offend them?

Xie Jia twitched the corner of his mouth, opened the door lazily, and then made a gesture of invitation: "Everyone, let's talk inside."

The leading male monk finally moved, nodded slightly, and stepped into the door first.

The rest of the monks were not as casual as he was. The female monk who had said a word said with a smile, "Thank you, Elder, please."

Xie Jia was not polite to her, turned around and entered the door.

The inn that Xie Jia lived in was the most common and ordinary one in Ember Sea City, and the room was also an ordinary single room, with no other decorations except for the necessary furniture such as beds and tables.

The shopkeeper finally delivered the giant Buddha statues. Seeing that the people were seated, he hurriedly said that he was going to serve them some pastries and drinks before running away.

There were only four stools beside the table, but the group of people seemed to be headed by the monk, so Xie Jia only pointed to the stool to the monk: "Please sit down."

The male monk was not polite to him either.

Xie Jia looked at the four monks standing behind the male monk, then at the male monk, and said, "What's your name?"

The male monk's expression didn't change much, and he said coldly: "Wu Feiyu of Wuxiangmen."

Xie Jia nodded: "Well, then why did Wu Guike come to the door this time?"

Wu Feiyu: "It's important."

Xie Jia: "..."

It's been a long time since I met such a young man who can't speak.

Xie Jia exhaled and said in a low voice: "What is the specific matter?"

Wu Feiyu's expression was indifferent: "The Zongmen Dabi."

Xie Jia waited for a few seconds, saw that the other party did not speak, barely suppressed the impatience in his heart, and continued: "Then? What's the matter with the Zongmen Dabi?"

Wu Feiyu: "Yang Yuanze."

Silence instantly flooded the room like water.

Xie Jia gritted his teeth and asked, "And then?"

Wu Feiyu jumped out word by word: "He compares with me."

Is this child suffering from the disease that a sentence must be divided into several sentences? !

Xie Jia took a deep breath and repeated it patiently: "Yuanze competed with you in the second round, is that what you mean?"

But Wu Feiyu shook his head: "No."

【Cass: Wow, this young man successfully cured Jia Jia. 】

【Butterfly: Listening to this man, I feel anxious when I see it】

[Jiji: That's right, can't we finish it all at once?So annoying.]

Xie Jia was silent for a moment, stood up, and said to the female monk standing behind Wu Feiyu: "This honored guest, can you explain to me what Wu Guike said?"

The female monk waved her hand apologetically: "This matter can only be said by the uncle himself."

Xie Jia lowered his head slowly, looked at the indifferent Wu Feiyu, and said with sincere emotion: "It will be dark when he speaks clearly."

Although the female monk felt the same way, she didn't dare to respond with a word, she just smiled politely and apologetically.

Wu Feiyu continued, as if he didn't hear the two of them talking, "Yang Yuanze will compete with me in the final."

"You mean..." Xie Jia frowned slightly, "Yuan Ze directly advanced to the final? And the opponent in the final is you."

Wu Feiyu nodded: "Yes."

"why?"

Xie Jia knew that Yuan Ze was very talented, but no matter how talented he was, he was just a newcomer who had just learned swordsmanship, and he might not be able to enter the finals, let alone compare with this disciple of Wuxiangmen who is very powerful at first glance.

Wu Fei said in a low voice: "He is the same as me."

"?" Xie Jia tilted his head slightly, "What's the same?"

Before Wu Feiyu could explain the reason slowly, Xie Jia shook his head and said, "Forget it, I'll find another one to listen to you."

Immediately he said loudly amidst the strange eyes of everyone: "Little assistant!"

The little assistant quickly rolled down from the bed, and then quickly ran to Xie Jia with his short legs, his eyes were shining: "Host, what's the matter?"

Xie Jia put it on the table, and said to Wu Feiyu, "Just tell it clearly why you came here."

After talking with Wu Feiyu, he told his little assistant: "He speaks slowly, please be patient."

Immediately, he clapped his hands together and said with a smile, "Then I'll get to work. You can do whatever you want."

Xie Jia left without hesitation.

Several monks had never expected such an operation, and they all turned their heads to look at his leaving back.

They suddenly realized that the one who faced all this was their bad-tempered little uncle who never spoke well, so they looked at Wu Feiyu worriedly.

To their surprise, the little uncle not only did not walk away with a cold face, but quietly moved the stool in the direction of the black and white dumpling.

The little uncle seemed to realize that his little actions were being noticed by them, so he turned his head coldly and said, "You guys, let's go."

The female monk rubbed her nose, met her senior brother's eyes, and saw the four characters "It's better to withdraw first" in the other's eyes, so they all left.

When several monks were going out, they happened to meet Xiaoer who came to deliver pastries, and sent him away by the way.

The monks think very simply, the little uncle talking to the spiritual pet... the less people know about it, the better.If it gets out, the already precarious title of the Flower of the High Mountain will be shattered even more.

At this time, Xie Jia had already gone to bed and resumed his meditation posture.

Ao Fenglian is a dragon who is very good at flying, he flew directly to the top of Xie Jia's head, intending to nest there to practice (sleep).

It's a pity that Xie Jia caught him and threw him aside before he could get up.

Ao Fenglian flew to his knee in dissatisfaction, and complained: "Isn't it just touching your head!"

Xie Jia pressed his forehead without opening his eyes, and said, "Don't make trouble."

Keenly aware of the threatening meaning in these two words, Ao Fenglian quickly adjusted her body, and said obediently: "Young master is practicing, who made trouble?"

Not far away, Wu Feiyu sat opposite to his cute little assistant with a cold face.

Wu Feiyu: "Yangyuan Ze Jindan."

The little assistant nodded: "And then?"

Wu Feiyu only heard an extremely soft "hmmm", his expression cracked for a moment, but he quickly kept his cold mask, and continued: "I, Jindan."

The little assistant was very patient and nodded: "So?"

The two people/system assistants who can't speak human language happily communicated with each other.

They didn't stop talking until Yuan Ze came to knock on the door.

After joining Lingxi Sword Sect, the little assistant has been very sad.The host was busy cultivating and teaching Yuanze Yumeng, so he didn't have time to talk to it, and Siyuan and Lu Yao, who had time, couldn't understand what it was saying.And the most frightening thing is that the two children, Siyuan and Lu Yao, are just greedy for its body!Just looking at the eyes of the two of them made it a little unbearable.

Ao Fenglian, the only one who could understand what it said and had time, could piss it off, so it didn't want to talk to it at all.

Therefore, it has not communicated with humans so harmoniously for a long time!

Wu Feiyu was also very sad.He is the youngest son of the Wu family who cultivates immortals. He is extremely talented but was born with aphasia. After healed, it is difficult for him to speak. Even if he speaks, he just jumps word by word slowly.

But as the proud son of the Wuxiang Sect, he has attracted much attention, and he is required to be present on many occasions.Therefore, his speech problem must be cured.His master came up with a wonderful way, that is, let him express everything in words instead of words.

Therefore, it was obviously a very simple matter to inform Yang Yuanze of the content of the competition, but the master specifically asked him to come to the door in person and tell the purpose and reason in person.

When actually standing in front of Xie Jia and talking to him, Wu Feiyu was extremely nervous and even more speechless.He thought that this operation could only end in failure, but he didn't expect that the other party thoughtfully sent cute animals to ease his anxious emotions.

It's been a long time since he had such a happy communication with "people"!

That Consonance Sword Sect Elder Xie, not bad!

This black and white dumpling is also very good!

The little assistant heard the familiar knocks on the door three times long and one short, and made a cross gesture to his new friend Wu Feiyu, signaling him to pause the conversation.

Wu Feiyu nodded tacitly, and watched the little assistant walk to the door with his short legs.

The little assistant called loudly: "Host, open the door! Yuan Ze is here!"

Xie Jia didn't respond to him, but the door lock fell in response, and the next moment Yuan Ze pushed the door open and entered.

"Xiongxiong." Yuan Ze's expression was gentle, unlike the indifference when we first met, "Is the elder practicing?"

The little assistant shook his head: "Yes, the host has been able to learn recently."

Yuan Ze couldn't understand the little assistant's words, but he could understand a thing or two from the way it nodded, it was just about to say goodbye and not disturb the elder's cultivation.Before he could move, he suddenly found a stranger sitting not far behind the door.

The stranger seemed to notice his scrutiny and nodded to him.

Can't see clearly the cultivation base...above Gold Core?

When Yuan Ze was puzzled, the stranger had already got up and walked over, and said in a cold voice, "Wu Feiyu from Wuxiangmen."

Yuan Ze replied subconsciously: "Consonance Sword Sect Yang Yuanze."

The little assistant suddenly had an urge to show off his "son" to his friends, so he raised his paw and patted Yuan Ze's calf, raised his face and said to Wu Feiyu, "How about it, isn't my Yuan Ze very polite! And He is also very hardworking, practicing sword meditation every day, and has never had much rest."

The two young Golden Core cultivators didn't understand what the little assistant said, but they had the same guess in their hearts.

Could it be that Xiong Xiong/Black and White Duanzi wanted to introduce the two of us?

Wu Feiyu knew Yang Yuanze very well on one side, so he took on the rare task of initiating the conversation spontaneously: "I am here for you."

Yuan Ze was stunned for a moment, and said: "Well...then why did you seek me?"

……

When Xie Jia got out of bed, he saw two young people sitting opposite each other, and the little assistant was sitting at the head of the two of them like a matchmaker, looking at one and the other for a while.

Ao Fenglian hadn't had enough sleep yet, so she yawned: "What are these guys doing?"

"Let's have a meeting." Xie Jia said casually, and then joined two people and an assistant to sit at the top.

Yuan Ze got up and saluted: "Elder."

Xie Jia waved him to sit down, and then called the little assistant to ask carefully: "Let me tell you the reason for Wu Guike's visit this time."

The little assistant said: "The thing is like this. Yuan Ze is now a Golden Core cultivator. It is unfair to others to continue participating in the Foundation Establishment cultivator competition, but he has just formed a core. It is Jindan Dzogchen, but it has been formed for more than one year, and it is unfair to compare with him. Therefore, the organizer Wu Xiangmen originally planned to persuade Yuanze to withdraw from the competition and give some compensation."

"But when Wu Feiyu heard about this, he felt that he and Yuan Ze had a certain similarity. They both built their foundations at a young age, and they both successfully formed alchemy at a young age. Moreover, they were both water-type spiritual roots and sword cultivators, so they wanted to invite Yuan Ze As his match."

"Wu Feiyu formed an alchemy half a year ago, which did not meet the requirements of the Zongmen Grand Competition for Jindan monks, so he did not participate in the Zongmen Grand Competition, but in order to compete with Yuan Ze, he applied for an additional seat from Wuxiangmen. Perhaps Wuxiangmen felt that the two of them could be divided into a group, so he agreed to his application. Now it depends on whether Yuanze is willing, and if he is willing, he will go directly to the final. However, this final is a bit of an exhibition match, so it is not included in the Zongmen University than the final ranking."

Xie Jia frowned slightly. What the little assistant said meant that Yuan Ze did not meet the requirements for participating in the Zongmen Grand Competition, so if he wanted to stay in the competition, he could only agree to Wu Feiyu, otherwise he would persuade him to quit.

He looked at Wu Feiyu who was calm and even indifferent, and then at Yuan Ze who couldn't hide his bewildered expression, and decided to throw this difficult multiple-choice question to Yuan Ze himself: "...So, what is your plan?"

Yuan Ze sat in front of the table for at least a quarter of an hour. After the elder talked, he understood Wu Feiyu's purpose. He frowned and thought for a moment, and said, "Elder, I want to continue to compete."

Xie Jia looked at Wu Feiyu again and said, "Dear guest, did you hear that?"

Wu Feiyu nodded slightly.

Xie Jia waited silently for a few seconds, but didn't see anything to say, so he could only say: "It's getting late, how about...?"

But Wu Feiyu raised his eyebrows slightly, his eyes lowered, as if he was looking at the little assistant.

Xie Jia asked strangely: "What? Your honored guest has never seen a spiritual pet?"

The little assistant waved his paws: "The host, Xiao Wu and I are friends now!"

Wu Fei pondered for a while, then said in a muffled voice: "Can I thank the elder for giving up my love?"

Xie Jia looked strange, and shook his head without thinking: "Sorry, no."

"Then..." Wu Feiyu rarely showed a troubled expression, "Can I borrow it... for a few days?"

"Did you hear that?" Xie Jia pinched the little assistant's ear, "Your friend invited you to play, do you want to go?"

The little assistant nodded sharply: "Yes!"

Xie Jia, who thought he would get the true feelings of the little assistant "to be with the host forever", unexpectedly got such a word: "...Well, you can follow him."

Without hesitation, he stuffed the little assistant into Wu Feiyu's arms: "It's yours, treat it well, it treats you as a friend."

Wu Feiyu pursed her lips, touched the little assistant's ear quietly with her fingers, and said in a low voice, "Name."

The little assistant rubbed Wu Feiyu's finger: "A25!"

Xie Jia chuckled: "Call it Xiongxiong first."

The author has something to say: Xie Jia: Thank you for not seeing the guest should be read as - Xie, not seeing the guest.

Shopkeeper: Excuse me, Mr. Xie Xianchang, let's meet the customer!Here come five ground snakes!

Local Snake Ben Snake Wuxiangmen: ...it's all the fault of my little uncle!

Wu Feiyu (on the surface): Oh.

Wu Feiyu (inside): Ahhh, I don't want to either!But Master asked me to finish %$^$%%#$ today!Woohoo I'm too miserable!