I became the most fierce cub in the live broadcast world

Early the next morning, Yuan Ze and Yu Meng excitedly asked Ao Fenglian to fight in the suburbs.

Ao Fenglian didn't want to fight with the two little rookies at first, but because she agreed to Xie Jia's request, she had to change into a human costume and go with her with an unhappy face.

Who told it to be the most promise-keeping dragon clan!

Yuan Ze and Yu Meng had good ideas, but in actual combat, they really couldn't beat Ao Fenglian who grew up fighting since childhood.

The two went out with their heads held high and their chests held high, and then returned stumblingly.The injury that was not healed last night added a new one today.

Xie Jia is very happy to hear this.

Sword repairer, how can you be called a sword repairer if you don't get beaten?

After letting the two children report the harvest, they sent the two to go to the medicine.

Ao Fenglian changed back to the prototype and flew to Xie Jia's shoulders, complaining: "Boss, those two little bastards are too bad! I don't want to fight with them anymore! I can't wait for them to mature before fighting with my grandfather." fight?"

Before Xie Jia could say a word, he poked Bailong's forehead with his fingers, quietly withdrew his hand in the eyes of the other party who dared not speak, and said: "Tomorrow's game, I don't need you to practice with me."

"Tomorrow!?" Ao Fenglian didn't expect the time to pass so fast, and hurriedly asked, "Boss, which match are you in?"

Xie Jia thought for a while and replied, "It's afternoon."

Ao Fenglian rubbed her claws excitedly: "Master, I haven't seen you fight yet! By the way, you are all sword masters, are you sword wielders? Take out your sword, master, and have a look?"

sword……

Oops!He didn't even realize such a crucial issue, he and the two older children had no weapons!

Xie Jia said with a heavy tone: "It's still in the store, let's go buy it now."

Ao Fenglian straightened her upper body, waved her claws in front of his eyes, and said strangely: "Isn't it true, don't you sword masters even have swords? What's the difference?"

Xie Jia stood up silently, knocked on the doors of Kaiyuan Ze and Yumeng respectively, called them into the corridor, and said slowly, "I think we need to buy three swords."

Looking up at her innocent face, Yumeng asked, "Won't they provide it?"

Xie Jia coughed lightly: "It's self-contained."

So the three of them and one dragon went to Changsheng Mansion to buy swords.

It is said that the Changsheng Mansion is a transformed gold-swallowing beast, and Xie Jia realized this when he invited Mo Gui to the restaurant for a talk.But when he actually went to the weapon shop, he understood the true meaning of the Gold Swallowing Beast.Compared to weapons, expensive restaurants are nothing!

Xie Jia didn't have many spirit stones, but after careful calculation, he couldn't even afford the three most common swords.

What a tragedy!

"Little Bai..." Xie Jia sighed quietly, "Do you still remember what you promised me?"

The white dragon disguised as a spiritual pet was raising his upper body to look around curiously when he heard such a call, it asked strangely, "What did you say?"

Xie Jia coughed lightly and said in a low voice, "Do you have any money?"

Ao Fenglian nodded her head: "Of course! Not short of money!"

Although Ao Fenglian did promise him to pay to take care of the children, at that time he planned to trouble it after he left, but he didn't expect that he would have to ask for help when he was still there.

He was a little embarrassed and said: "Help me..."

"You don't have any money?!" Ao Fenglian stood up instantly, "Isn't it just money? I'll give it to you!"

Xie Jia breathed a sigh of relief, his brows and eyes were curved, revealing his sharp little canine teeth, and sincerely said: "Thank you, little white dragon."

Ao Fenglian didn't stop her curious paws, poked Xie Jia's fangs, and said strangely: "Why haven't you seen these two teeth before? Your ancestors are from the snake tribe, right?"

Xie Jia withdrew his fangs instantly: "Take back your weird thoughts."

Ao Fenglian shook her head: "Okay! What kind of sword do you want to buy? See if it's okay, it's white and mighty at first glance."

Its paws pointed to a precious sword hanging in the store. The sword was pure white and full of aura. It looked very expensive at first glance.

It's just for playing games, Xie Jia didn't think how expensive it would be, so he asked Yuan Ze and the others for their opinions, chose three ordinary long swords and took Ao Fenglian to pay the bill.

It was only then that Xie Jia discovered that Ao Fenglian had a portable space.

Ao Fenglian hummed triumphantly: "You don't know a lot!"

Now it has leapt to become the gold master, and it is extremely arrogant.On the way back, he also instructed Xie Jia to buy this and that for him. Of course... because Xie Jia was short of funds, all the money came from his pocket.

It wasn't the first time Yuan Ze touched a sword, but it was indeed the first time he had a sword of his own.

The two older children were so naive, they walked with their swords in their arms, refusing to let go for a moment.

Seeing that they liked it so much, Xie Jia let them go.

The first stage of the Zongmen Grand Competition was successfully held amidst everyone's expectations.

Consonance Sword Sect has only three people participating in the competition, and the competition is on the same day, and the opponents are all people from Heshan Gate.Of course, Heshan Gate is not short of manpower like them, they still have disciples who will compete on the second day.

No one watched the match between Lingxi Sword Sect and Heshan Sect. It can be said that apart from people from the two sects sitting around, there were only a few Wuxiang Sect disciples who maintained order on the scene.

There are many people in the Heshan sect, and Lingxi Jianzong has four children, Xie Jia, and two "spiritual pets".As for Yang Xi, just in case, Xie Jia placed him in the inn and did not allow him to go out.

This difference in the number of people caused the two sects to come to the Longevity Mansion to compete, but it looked like the Consonance Sword Sect was fighting away.

Before they played, the discussions at Heshan Gate had already poured cold water on the children of Lingxi Sword Sect.

"Is this the Consonance Sword Sect?"

"Who is he compared to Senior Brother Fan? Yang Yumeng? A female monk?"

"There are only two female monks on the other side, and one of them can practice Qi. Which one do you think it is?"

"Tsk tsk, let me tell you, Senior Brother Fan has won."

Yumeng gritted her teeth, as if she wanted to stand up and argue.Xie Jia raised his hand to poke Yuan Ze before she made a move, and asked him to comfort his junior sister.

Yuan Ze whispered to Yu Meng, "Sword cultivators must remain calm."

Yu Meng bit her lip and nodded.

Suddenly, a voice joined the discussion at the Heshan Gate: "I heard that there is someone behind this Consonance Sword Sect!"

Xie Jia raised his eyebrows and thought, the speed of news spread in the world of cultivating immortals is too slow, it has been a day or two, and only one person has heard of the story he made up?

"Cut! Someone? Do you believe this kind of fake news?"

"That's right! If they are really some great sect, then how could even the elders of the sect be sent out for a small foundation-building cultivator competition?"

"Yes, is your news reliable?"

The young monk who spoke at the beginning scratched the back of his head and said hesitantly, "The people in the Eight Diagrams Sect said..."

"Tsk, do you believe in gossip?" The other monks shook their heads and waved their hands.

The young monk had only entered the world of cultivating immortals not long ago, and he didn't have the ability to deal with things indifferently, so he immediately blushed with embarrassment: "Next time I won't talk to them! There is no truth in the gossip school."

Consonance Sword Sect sent Yang Yumeng, who had just established the foundation, and Heshan Sect sent Fan Ming, an inner disciple.

The two monks on the stage were making the final preparations, when the disciples of the Heshan Sect suddenly shouted loudly: "Senior Brother Fan, you won with one move!"

Siyuan and Lu Yao couldn't sit still, pinching their fingers nervously.

Ao Fenglian sneered: "A bunch of chickens!"

I don't know why, but it's very strange that such a sentence is uttered by the petite Ao Fenglian.Xie Jia was teased by him and let out a muffled laugh, which attracted Yuan Ze's attention.Seeing that the elder was so calm, Yuan Ze, who was still nervous at first, calmed down instantly, and then comforted his juniors and sisters: "Don't worry!"

Yuan Ze didn't intentionally turn down the volume when he spoke, and while the two sides were saluting on the field, and the field was silent, his voice was particularly obvious, which attracted all the disciples of Heshan Sect to look at it.

Yuan Ze paused, then sat up straight pretending to be calm, waiting for the match to start.

The Heshan Sect disciple couldn't help but sneer: "Don't worry?"

"Brother Fan, don't worry! Haha."

Xie Jia patted Yuanze on the shoulder, and said in a low voice: "The third rule of sword repair is to not show emotions."

Yuan Ze took a deep look at him and nodded in agreement.

Xie Jia thought for a while, and added the fourth item: "Verbal provocation is nothing to be afraid of. A true swordsman speaks with strength."

Yuan Ze promised: "Follow the elder's instruction."

When the two were talking, the two on the stage had already done all the pre-match etiquette and were about to start the battle.

Both Heshan Gate and Lingxi Sword Sect focus on sword cultivation, and the opponent's sword is a long sword carved in the shape of a crane customized by the sect.And Yumeng's sword is the most common sword commonly used by casual cultivators.

Fan Ming smiled casually, and said, "I'll let you do something, please."

Yumeng gritted her teeth and snorted coldly, her tone was different from the usual crispness: "Who wants you to let me go?!"

"Then I won't be polite!" Seeing that she didn't accept his kindness and didn't bother her, Fan Ming withdrew his smile and raised his sword to make a move, "Flying Crane Returns!"

As soon as the sword move was made, it seemed that there was a flying crane standing on the sword body, which dazzled Yu Meng's eyes for a moment.

No matter whether she was fighting with the big brother or Xiaobai, the other party didn't have these fancy moves, and they were usually fatal with one move, so the first time she saw her, she couldn't react for a while.

By the time the consciousness came back, the sword had already touched her forehead, and if it moved forward an inch, it would pierce her head.

Fan Ming sneered: "Let's go back and practice for a few more years!"

However, at this moment, Yumeng turned her head to one side, flipped her wrist, and avoided Fan Ming's attack without using any skills, and slapped his leg.

Yu Meng was deeply taught by Xie Jia. In terms of swordsmanship and close combat, Fan Ming might not necessarily win her.

Fan Ming's leg was in pain, although he didn't see any blood, but being hit by a weak person in his own eyes, the resentment in his heart was worse than the pain in his body.

Without thinking, he immediately raised his sword and attacked Yumeng's abdomen.

The disciples of Heshan Sect were stunned for a few seconds when they saw Fan Ming being hit by Yumeng, and then they saw Fan Ming attacking again, and they all took the attack that Fan Ming had just received as a coincidence.

The next move, the next move, Fan Ming will definitely win with one move!

Fan Ming raised his sword and shouted: "Here comes the crane!"

Just when she was about to make a sword move, Yu Meng had already circled behind him, and directly hit his back with the hilt of her sword.

Fan Ming leaned forward in pain, then immediately turned around and attacked Yu Meng, and the two beat each other back and forth.

Xie Jia looked at it for a while, then wondered, "Why does the opponent always shout before making moves?"

Ao Fenglian "cut": "Don't you humans just like to call out the names of moves? But your two disciples don't seem to have this problem."

The disciples of Heshan Sect were blushing so hard at this time, who would have thought that such a small female monk could fight Fan Ming so fiercely?Moreover, Fan Ming seems to have fallen behind.

I don't know how Lingxi Sword Sect taught it, but Yang Yumeng can always come up with strange tricks, press every step of the way, so that Fan Ming can't react, and even suffered several tricks.

Even stranger is...

Obviously everyone is a monk, why don't you use exercises or recite formulas, but pure hand-to-hand combat plus sword stabbing!

The only young monk who had heard of the miraculous past of the Consonance Sword Sect muttered to himself, "Could it be that what the Eight Trigrams Sect said is true?"

The monk next to him heard his words sharply, and quickly pushed him: "How is it possible!"

Immediately he took the lead and shouted: "Senior Brother Fan, we must win!"

The rest of the Heshan Sect disciples joined the cheering camp one after another: "Senior Brother Fan, we must win!"

The voice was so loud that Ao Fenglian was startled, and complained: "Doesn't a biting dog bark!"

Xie Jia: "..."

Ao Fenglian sought approval: "Boss, do you think I'm right?"

Xie Jia was silent for a moment, and replied: "...It's hard to say."

Siyuan and Lu Yao clasped their hands tightly and watched the situation nervously.

They suddenly found that the senior sister seemed to be affected by the roar of the disciples of Heshan Sect, so they mustered up their courage even though they were afraid, and shouted loudly: "Senior sister, we must win!!!"

They are small and their voices are thin, and the volume of their shouts cannot even be suppressed by a disciple of Heshan Sect.

Siyuan and Lu Yao were a little discouraged, their eyes turned red instantly, and they lowered their heads.

Suddenly a hand came in, Lu Yao looked up, it was the senior brother.

Yuan Ze shook the strange stone in his hand, and said: "The elder said that this kind of stone can amplify the sound. Try it."

Lu Yao sniffed, passed a stone to Siyuan, took one himself, and "hello" to the stone twice, but there was no response.

Yuan Ze explained: "You need to click here twice."

He showed it to the two of them, and they followed the instructions of their senior brother, and then tentatively "hello" twice, the voice was so loud that it directly overwhelmed all the Heshan Sect disciples.

Lu Yao and Siyuan hurriedly shouted: "Senior sister, we must win!"

Xie Jia covered his ears in time, and was not overwhelmed by the extremely high-decibel voice of the two.But the little assistant, Ao Fenglian and Yuan Ze were not so lucky.Fortunately, the little assistant is neither a human nor an animal, and cannot feel the impact of decibel levels on the eardrum.But Ao Fenglian, Yuan Ze and the Heshan Sect disciples around them were really taken aback.

Yumeng on the ring received the blessing from her junior brother and sister, raised her hand casually to wipe off her sweat, and loosened and tightened her hand on the hilt of the sword.Immediately, he exhaled a foul breath and raised his sword to stab Fan Ming.

The Heshan Sect disciple finally came to his senses, took a deep breath, and shouted: "Fan Ming, we must win!!!"

Yu Meng knew that she was the first sword that Consonance Sword Sect swung to the world of cultivating immortals, so she couldn't lose.

While wielding her sword, she summoned the wood elements around her without a teacher, making them condense into branches to block Fan Ming's path, and supplemented by fire elements, making the fire burn around the branches, forcing Fan Ming to confront her head-on .

Melee combat is Yumeng's forte.

Fan Ming's pupils constricted, and the hand holding the sword was a little unsteady for a moment, but when Yu Meng stabbed, he didn't block it, and let her knock the sword away.

A sword cultivator was knocked out of the sword? !

Yu Meng didn't care about his surprise, she was taught by Xie Jia that she should avoid talking too much and being distracted during battle.So she directly took advantage of the moment when Fan Ming lost his mind, raised her sword and stabbed him in the chest, nailing him to the ring.

The disciples of the Heshan Sect were stunned.

No one can still shout the word "must win".

That monk actually beat Fan Ming? !

Fan Ming never thought that one day he would be defeated by a little-known monk whose cultivation level was lower than his own.Obviously the opponent's posture of swinging the sword is so unskilled, obviously the opponent doesn't even use spells, obviously...

why!

He lay on his side on the ring, turned his head and looked at the sky in a daze, Yu Meng's sword nailed him to death on the ring.He can resist, he can draw Yu Meng's sword, he can stand up again and continue fighting.

But he didn't.

Because he knew that he... completely lost.

"Consonance Sword Sect disciple Yang Yumeng wins!"

Yang Yumeng took off the sword, turned around and smiled at the elder, senior brother, junior junior, and junior junior sister, and said softly, "I've won!"

Siyuan and Lu Yao immediately got up and ran towards the senior sister, hugged her and cheered: "Senior sister is the best!"

Xie Jia unexpectedly had a sense of accomplishment that my family had grown up as a young girl, and stood there with a kind smile: "Not bad."

After sighing, he immediately tapped Yuan Ze: "You have to learn from your junior sister! One of the most important principles of swordsmanship is not to lose."

Yuan Ze is also very emotional, everything now is something he couldn't imagine in the past.

Hearing what the elder said, he made a serious promise: "Elder, I will definitely win."

Xie Jia was about to say something more, when suddenly he felt his hands were wet, and there was a sobbing sound.He looked down and saw that it was the assistant crying.

"What's wrong with you? Are you crying so sadly?"

The little assistant shook his head: "I'm happy!"

It can be regarded as a half-nanny for the children and has witnessed the growth of the children.Seeing the two little ones hugging the big one, I felt my eyes were stuck in bricks, and I couldn't help crying.

Xie Jia patted it on the head, turned around and found Ao Fenglian lying on his shoulder, and couldn't help asking: "What's wrong with you?"

Ao Fenglian sighed: "The joys and sorrows of human beings have nothing to do with the Lord..."

Xie Jia stared at it, it was silent for a few seconds, and then changed its words: "Okay, I want to play. Just see what's the point, let me go, I will make that kid unable to stand up."

Xie Jia didn't agree, and only said: "A 16-year-old kid, my god, my god."

Ao Fenglian was not happy at the moment: "Can't you call yourself a master at 16?!"

There was only one game in the morning, and two consecutive games in the afternoon, with Yuan Ze first and Xie Jia second.Xie Jia played fifteen minutes after Yuan Ze finished the match.

This time the opponent is Wang Lifu from Heshan Gate.

This person, Xie Jia, is known to all the audience in the live broadcast room, and it is the disciple of Heshan Sect that he met by chance on the day he watched the group.

The other party didn't come this morning, but they seemed to have heard about Yang Yumeng's defeat of Fan Ming, and they seemed very nervous, almost tripping themselves when they came on stage.

[Snowflake: yoooh!Isn't this the young man who thinks Lingxi is good? 】

[Xing Xing: It seems to be... Yuan Ze, teach him a lesson! 】

【Jiji: Yuanze is fine, he was brought by Jiajia himself. 】

Wang Lifu felt that the expectant eyes from his fellow disciples almost burned him.He breathed a sigh of relief, looked at Yuan Ze, and could tell at a glance that the other party was only at the early stage of foundation establishment, while he had already completed the foundation establishment, no matter what the difference in cultivation...

No, you can't think like that!

Junior Brother Fan has lost to the early stage of Foundation Establishment. Although he is a bit stronger than Junior Brother Fan, he should not be arrogant!

but……

This young man looks so thin and weak, with low cultivation...

It seems really delicious?

No matter, let's fight!

This time, Heshan Gate cannot lose!

Wang Lifu stared at Yuan Ze with burning eyes. The other party looked very indifferent, but he had already keenly noticed that he was swallowing saliva continuously, obviously nervous.

It seems that the other party has realized the gap in cultivation between the two.

Very good, use your momentum to overwhelm your opponent before starting the battle, Wang Lifu, you can do it!

The corner of Wang Lifu's mouth curled up slightly, revealing a friendly smile: "Wang Lifu at Xiaheshan Gate."

Yuan Ze was indeed nervous, but he knew he couldn't show his timidity, so he introduced himself very calmly on the surface: "Lingxi Sword Sect Yang Yuanze."

The two sides saluted, and the rest of the nonsense was ignored, and the war started directly.

Heshan Sect sent a total of five Foundation Establishment Stage disciples to participate this time, and the Sect Master issued a death order to ensure that at least three of them would enter the second round.The foundation-building monks they sent last year faced the group of talisman cultivators, and none of them made it to the second round. The sect master was so angry that he went into seclusion for a year.

Let the door owner down again this year...

Wang Lifu shook his head, shaking off all negative emotions.

He shouted: "The white crane spreads its wings!"

As soon as the four words were uttered, a huge phantom of a white crane appeared behind him.

Although the white crane was a phantom, it let out a sharp howl, as if it wanted to pierce the ears of the people present.

"As expected of Senior Brother Wang! Has he already practiced the White Crane Art to this extent?"

"It must be stable this time! Is it a coincidence in the morning?"

"Hush! Don't mention the morning... Senior Brother Fan is still here."

Fan Ming frowned, and wanted to pretend he didn't hear it, but hearing that everyone agreed that he lost because of his abnormal performance in the morning, he couldn't help retorting: "That monk is really good."

So he lost that match in the morning willingly and convincedly.

The disciple who was refuted wanted to refute it back, but unexpectedly it was the evaluation made by the person concerned, so he immediately changed his words: "...cough, that's it."

Other disciples spontaneously brought the topic to the current competition: "Why is that Yang Yuanze not moving?"

"Yeah, maybe it's because you're afraid?"

Wang Lifu then recited a series of formulas, supplemented by swordsmanship, and the white crane went straight to Yuanze with a pair of small swords as if it had come to life.

It can be described as menacing.

Yuan Ze frowned slightly, and quickly thought about what kind of spells could be used to resist in his mind.

Seeing that the sword was about to attack his face, he swung the sword without thinking, and recited a series of spells, and an ice wall appeared in front of him out of thin air, protecting him well.

With Fan Ming's lessons learned, Wang Lifu never thought that he could succeed with one move.

He mobilized the water elements in the air and attached them all to the white crane, allowing it to poke through the ice wall with its sharp beak.

The ice wall temporarily condensed by Yuan Ze is so thin that Bai He broke through it easily.At this time, its beak was only a finger away from his face.

If you don't react, you will be beaten.