Rebirth master villain whitewashing strategy

"Look, it's true to follow Second Brother Jiang! Ping An, you lost!"

Qi follower got up from the ground, Xi Le looked at the people standing on the stage, and his joy blossomed.

Ping An seemed a little unwilling, and curled his lips after hearing Joy's words.

Jiang Wuxie didn't say anything when he looked at the two living treasure brothers and sisters, but his eyes were fixed on the people on the stage.

"Second Brother Jiang, how do you know that Bai Luoting will definitely win?"

Ping An took a step forward and asked out the unwillingness and doubts in his heart.

"It's very simple." Jiang Wuxie smiled at him, "I've seen this technique in Qianmian Mountain before, it's called Shadow Changing Technique, the user can be invisible for thousands of miles, break through the shackles, and reach the highest level of teleportation .

However, practicing this technique is not an easy task, because practitioners can quickly increase their cultivation base in a short period of time. Throughout the ages, many people have lost their lives due to insanity.

This Bai Luoting was very capable, he was able to acquire such powerful spells at a young age.

but-"

Jiang Wuxie paused, then pointed at the right wrist of the woman on the stage, "Look, there is a blue lotus pattern over there."

Ping An and the others looked over one after another, and within a moment, they all nodded.

"That's why I found out that she can change the image. Anyone who practices this technique will have a pattern on the wrist. This pattern is strange and unusual, and it will absorb the aura of the practitioner."

"Inhale spiritual energy?!" Xi Le exclaimed.

"That's right." Jiang Wuxie nodded, "This kind of technique that rapidly increases one's cultivation level will be harmful. Once the aura is completely absorbed by the pattern, this person will have no chance of cultivating immortality from now on."

Jiang Wuxie spoke slowly, and at the end he shook his head regretfully.

"Ah?! Then I don't want to practice this kind of technique in the future, it's too evil." After hearing this, Xi Le just shook her head.

She looked at the stage again, Qi Sui had already walked up, Bai Luoting also walked over from the edge, the two stood together, the little boy came up again, and gave Bai Luoting a wooden sign.

Xi Le looked at Bai Luoting with a cold and arrogant face, and finally his eyes fell on her wrist. After staring at her for a long time, doubts arose in his heart.

Why would such a person practice such an evil technique?

As she thought about it, her eyebrows were knit together, and her small face was also wrinkled.

On the stage, Bai Luoting seemed to have noticed her probing gaze, and turned his head slightly.

His dark eyes looked at her.

Xi Le was startled by the sudden gaze, and quickly moved her gaze away, until Bai Luoting retracted her gaze, and then she secretly glanced at the latter again.

Like a snooping kitten.

Here, the first battle came to an end, Bai Luoting was embraced by everyone and returned to his sect, while Qi Sui bowed his head and went in front of his master.

The real man in blue robe looked at the man who lowered his head, and snorted coldly, "Trash!"

Just two words spit out from her red lips, and because of her anger, her veil floated quite high.

Qi Sui lowered his head, the corners of his mouth drooped, his expression was unclear.

"This is for you, there is still a chance in the next round, if you dare to lose again, don't blame the teacher for being ruthless.

It takes a thousand days to raise a soldier. I have raised you for so many years, and it is time for you to repay me. "

After a long while, the real man in blue robe stretched out his hand and handed something to Qi Sui.

Qi Sui stared at the wriggling thing, his eyes widened, "Master, you—"

"What me! You just do what you want. I've been a smoker for so long, and I've never lost in the first battle.

Originally, our sect has already begun to decline. If you don’t try to gain some momentum in this sword test meeting and make a good name for us, then in time, the Ice Pavilion where you were born and raised you will really disappear. You regret it! "

Qi Sui struggled for a long time, and finally picked up the wriggling thing slowly, and stuffed it into his Qiankun bag.

And this scene happened to be seen by Shen Jingliu.

But he just frowned slightly and didn't say anything.

...

On the stage, the little boy stood up again.

He seemed a little shocked by the name on the wooden sign, hesitated for a while before slowly speaking:

"In the second battle, Luo Ningzhi in Diancang Mountain will face Xuantianzong Qing Kuyajiang Er."

However, with his voice down, the news that he was only shocked at first shocked the entire Thousand Mian Mountain.

Especially Luo Qianli, the leader of Diancang Mountain, immediately stood up from his seat, blew his beard, and roared angrily:

"Headmaster Shen, what's going on here?! Is it not worthy for me to fight against the disciples of Xuantianzong?! Finding an outer sect of Qingkuya to fight against, is this humiliating to me at Diancang Mountain!!!"

"That's right, Master Shen, this disciple is bold. We all know the cultivation aptitude of this Qingkuya disciple. You ask me to fight against such a disciple. If I can't hold back and he gets injured, this Who is to blame? Wouldn't it make people laugh if it was said?"

As soon as Luo Qianli finished speaking, the person sitting next to him also stood up.

This person was wearing the costume of the chief disciple of Diancang Mountain, with a little cinnabar mole between his eyebrows, which was a sign of beauty, and he was a rare beauty.

When he first appeared, he attracted a lot of attention because of his appearance, but they only dared to watch and explore from a distance, and none of them really dared to go up blatantly.

After all, in this world of self-cultivation, everyone knows that no one can offend that big disciple of Cangshan, the young master—Luo Ningzhi.

That's right, the person who got up just now was Luo Ningzhi.

Although his name looks like a woman, and his appearance is also a beauty, but he is a real man.

Mrs. Luo Qianli died of bleeding after giving birth to him.In order to commemorate his wife, Luo Qianli named his son after her boudoir name "Ningzhi".

He was old enough to have a son, so he doted on this Luo Ningzhi very much.

Whatever his son wanted, even if it was the moon in the sky, he would try his best to conjure it up for him.

Therefore, the doting day after day finally turned Luo Ningzhi into an arrogant and arrogant person.

Moreover, Luo Ningzhi hated people calling him a beauty the most in her life.

If anyone yelled, whether it was intentional or not, he would immediately let the person die without a burial.

Because of this, his bad reputation is getting bigger and bigger in this cultivation world.

Since then, people will stay away from this handsome man, for fear that the ancestor will come up with some bad idea to punish him.

"Headmaster Shen, take a look, is this inappropriate?" Luo Ningzhi spit out a sentence after eloquent for a long time.

Shen Jingliu didn't look at him unexpectedly, but after glancing at him, she turned her attention to Jiang Wuxie.

At this moment, Jiang Wuxie was hiding in the crowd, seeing Shen Jingliu looking over, he smiled at them.

Then, he made a mouth shape: "Headmaster, don't worry."

After that, he laughed again.

The boy's smile was amazed and burning, Shen Jingliu froze for a moment.

He immediately turned his head away, "The Qing Kuya disciples of our school participated in the sword test meeting is a rule that has existed since the founding of our school, Shen is just following the rules, and no one has ever been dissatisfied in the previous sessions. At this time, head Ruoluo felt that If you are dissatisfied, you can give up this competition."

Looking coldly at the two people on the head seat, he said lightly.

"You—" Luo Qianli was angry.

"Junior Brother." Zhong Li asked and tugged Shen Jingliu's long sleeves.

"Tsk, this is interesting." Fei Ling's eyes turned around on Luo Qianli and Shen Jingliu, and finally fell on him and Jiang Wuxie, narrowing those fox eyes, full of interest.

Luo Shendu and Fuxue watched silently from the side, but there was worry in their eyes.

Here, joy and peace are even more worrying.

"Second brother Jiang, Luo Ningzhi is amazing because he is the son of the head of the sect. Why don't we compare each other? Isn't this just being angry?"

Xi Le tightly pulled Jiang Wuxie to stop him.

"Don't worry, today, Brother Jiang will teach him to be a good person."

After saying that, without the slightest hesitation, he went straight to the competition arena.

"Headmaster Luo, I have already said that if you don't want to, you can abstain." Shen Jingliu looked at Jiang Wuxie who was standing alone on the stage, and repeated his words.

"Shen—" Luo Qianli was about to speak when he was suddenly stopped by Luo Ningzhi at the side.

"Father." He interrupted Luo Qianli's words, and then, under his father's gaze, he leaned into his ear: "Father, others have already gone up, and now we abstain, others will say that we look down on Qing Kuya.

What does Qingkuya belong to? It belongs to Xuantian Sect. When it is rumored that Diancang Mountain looks down on Xuantian Sect, it will not do us any good.

Don't worry, dad, and let the child go and meet this Jiang Er for a while, and beat him to death!

This time and again, others can only say that Jiang Er is overreaching, but it has nothing to do with our matter of Diancangshan. At that time, the title of tolerance and generosity will fall on us. "

Luo Ningzhi's words can be said to speak to Luo Qianli's heart. If Diancangshan does not go to the battle, people will be criticized. On the contrary, if they meet the battle, those people will feel that they are tolerant and do not treat them differently.

After Luo Qianli heard this, he really stopped messing around and sent Luo Ningzhi to the competition stage with a smile on his face.

"Diancangshan Luo Ningzhi, please give me some advice." A white shadow passed by, and Luo Ningzhi touched the ground with his toes.

Jiang Wuxie also saluted him back, "Xuantianzong Qing Kuyajiang Er, you have been taught."

Luo Ningzhi snorted coldly, raised her chin and looked at him haughtily, without saying anything.

The drums sounded and the game began.

"Hmph!" Luo Ningzhi snorted again, and immediately ran towards Jiang Wuxie.

Among them, the most powerful thing about Diancang Mountain is its kung fu on its feet.

On weekdays, cultivators need to fly with the sword, but the disciples of Diancang Mountain can walk in the world with their superb lightness skills.

This lightness kung fu is divided into ten realms, from pointing the toes to lightly stepping on the waves. When the last level is cultivated, the whole person can win with speed.

Not only that, but it can also be used to escape.

As for Luo Ningzhi, the only son of the head of the sect, of course he is also outstanding in strength, but at the age of 16, he has cultivated to the realm of the seventh-level Great Yan Shuangfei.

On the stage, Luo Ningzhi concentrated her spiritual power on her feet, and then quickly ran towards Jiang Wuxie.

A few times it was even almost out of shape.

Everyone gasped for Jiang Wuxie.

Why can't this young boy think about coming to the sword test meeting?Wouldn't it be good to stay in Qingkuya well?Xuantianzong treated them well no matter what, and took them in without qualifications.

Joy almost cried.

"Second brother Jiang..." she cried out in a tearful voice.

Ping An was also very anxious.

Wei Beijun came up and held his hand.

"Ah Jun?"

"Trust him." Wei Beijun didn't say much, but stared at the people on the stage with piercing eyes.

Jiang Er, you should be more than that, let me see your strength.

Ping An's anxious heart calmed down all of a sudden.

He nodded and shook him back.

On the Xiangyun chair, Shen Jingliu's eyes never left Jiang Wuxie for a moment.

His face was very serious.

Because he knew all about what was going to happen next.

And this is not a good thing.

Sure enough, the lost Luo Ningzhi suddenly appeared behind Jiang Wuxie, and at this moment he was raising his leg to kick Jiang Wuxie's back.

! ! !Everyone gasped! ! !

In the blink of an eye, Jiang Wuxie suddenly turned around and grabbed the flying foot.

Shen Jingliu's pupils shrank suddenly, and his hand holding the armrest also tightened suddenly.

How, how is it possible!Jiang Wuxie caught Luo Ningzhi's attack? ! !