The Prodigal Son of the Mystical Sect

Just when Qin Yun was about to explode, a familiar voice suddenly came to his ears...

"Boy, what troubles have you encountered?"

"Lao Bai!?" Qin Yun suddenly felt overjoyed when he heard the sound, "You finally woke up?"

"Haha... Ever since I was angry with you, that bastard, for a while, my broken soul has become even more unbearable. I have just recovered some abilities after cultivating. Well... I already know what you have been through these days, you I’ve been wronged, but it doesn’t matter, now that I’m awake, the storm has passed, and the next step is the road to dominance!”

When Qin Yun heard this, although he felt that the words of the 'Bai Lao' were a bit far-fetched, more like he was hiding something... But as soon as he heard the words 'Road to Overlord', he immediately threw all these doubts away - at this time, he , I have really been yearning for this for too long!

With this in mind, he hurriedly said: "Old Bai, I was wrong that day, but I was deceived by that prodigal son and that's why I was disrespectful to you!"

"Haha... Since I came to talk to you as soon as I woke up, I have no intention of blaming you anymore. Don't worry, I have thought about it carefully. This must be the sinister conspiracy of the prodigal son who wants to drive a wedge between us! Haha, how could I do that? Let him really succeed?"

"Old Bai Mingjian!" Qin Yun breathed a long sigh of relief in his heart. The conversation he had with Mr. Bai was anything but ordinary. He was not afraid that others would hear him, so his voice couldn't help but get louder, "Old Bai, what did you just say about Wang?" The road to dominance..."

"Haha... As long as you officially become my master, this matter will be easy!"

"Okay!" Qin Yun said loudly immediately, "I, Qin Yun, would like to take Mr. Bai as my teacher. I ask my mentor to teach me his secret knowledge so that I will no longer be humiliated by others. Let me kill all those who stand in my way and reach the top of the continent!"

"Hahahahaha! Okay, okay, okay!"

Hearing Qin Yun's 'Declaration of Becoming a Master', Bai Laoru got his wish and burst into hysterical laughter, which made Qin Yun slightly stunned: "Teacher... what are you..."

"...Haha, I'm just so happy for my teacher. After so many years, I finally got what I wanted. I received such a wonderful disciple like you. I feel so relieved for my teacher. I'm so lost. I'm so lost!"

"That's it." Qin Yun had no doubts after hearing this, but hurriedly said, "Teacher, now..."

"Haha, it doesn't matter." Bai Lao seemed to be in a good mood. After laughing, he said, "This is just a small test, just keep fighting."

"All conspiracies and tricks are nothing before absolute strength! Isn't that prodigal son full of tricks? Well, let's break them with force!" Bai Lao said, "You are here to teach me. This autumn night banquet, what are you doing? king!"

When Qin Yun heard this, his face turned red with excitement: "Thank you so much, master!"

"Well, go ahead and let that prodigal know how powerful you and my master and disciple are!"

"yes!"

…

The fight that followed was beyond everyone's expectation.

After Qin Yun defeated the enemy with one move, he actually did not step down immediately, but chose to formally step down and challenge the invading enemy.

Not long after, a short figure flashed onto the ring, and some people were slightly surprised.

"Qiu Li, a direct disciple of the Tuoshan Sect, is an earth-based martial artist. His famous skill is an earth escape technique. His sneak attacks are hard to guard against. His current cultivation level is at the peak of the seventh level of truth refining."

This voice sounded in Chu Tianxiao's ears, and then he didn't even look at it, lowered his head and murmured: "Miscellaneous fish."

"Just like you, if you haven't reached the tenth level or even the Great Perfection, don't come up and embarrass yourself. Do you really think you are the one who can cross the border and fight for your true destiny?"

Chu Tianxiao shook his head and did not say these words. He just said loudly: "Let's continue the game! It's still limited to one move. This time I bet ten Fenghua Fruits."

After saying these words, there were still many people in the room who responded. It can be seen from their reactions that the Shanshan Sect where Qiu Li belongs should be higher than the Shenli Sect just now... But in Chu Tianxiao's eyes, they are all just cannon fodder. , Fifty steps and a hundred steps are just a smile...

The bet was quickly concluded, but Qin Yun smiled coldly during the meeting. He glanced at Chu Tianxiao disdainfully, with a rather arrogant meaning of "I have seen through it and I will let you be proud for a while", which angered Chu Tianxiao. His eyes narrowed and he smiled slightly, not knowing what he was smiling at...

At the same time, the battle was about to begin. Qiu Li chuckled and said, "Brother Qin did a good job just now. It's a pity that I, Qiu, am not comparable to that good-for-nothing named Ling. Be careful. I will attack your back later." ”

After saying this, some geniuses with great combat experience nodded.

"After all, it's not the shabby sect of Shenli Sect. This Qiuli is pretty good."

"This is probably his usual technique."

"Well, disturbing the enemy's mind...but it's of no use to me."

The discussion came, but Qin Yun was cold: "You should wait until you can touch the corner of my clothes to say this!"

After saying these words, a gong and drum sounded, announcing the official start of the competition. Qiu Li's eyes narrowed slightly, and he was about to escape, but...

Swish the ground!

A ray of gun light burst out from Qin Yun's hand. In just one breath, the gun light swept across. Qiu Li didn't even have a chance to escape. He was pierced directly into his body by the gun light, flew out, and fell to the ground with a thud. , obviously has been hit hard!

There was a dull moment in the scene. Once it could be said to be a coincidence, but twice... the meaning was different.

"Promise." Chu Tianxiao's long and leisurely voice sounded at this time, and everyone could not help but wonder: "How come he was right again?"

"Forget it Ling Senran, Qiu Li can only hold out one move. How did this prodigal see it?"

Chu Tianxiao said nothing more and threw another crystal card: "You played well, another 5,000."

Qin Yun sneered, without even looking at him, a Sumeru ring flashed in his hand, and he drew out an iron spear with a swish, and said coldly: "Who's next?"

...

In the next half a minute, everyone really saw how cruel the true son of heaven was. Chu Tianxiao's opening game never stopped, from one move in the first two games, to two moves, three moves... Chu Tianxiao never bet on Qin Yun to lose, it didn't seem like there was a deep hatred, but it seemed like a good friend supporting Qin Yun. He was inexplicably evaluated as "wise" and received a lot of attention...

But...

Since the seventh game when Qin Yun won, Chu Tianxiao stopped talking.

Because he knew that when Qin Yun won seven games in a row, any means of diverting attention by making jokes would not be able to continue. In fact, if it weren't for the foundation at the beginning, Qin Yun should have attracted enough attention when he won three or four games.

But Chu Tianxiao dragged it to the seventh game! This made many people realize that this was a great move by the prodigal son...

It's a pity...

"It ends here..."

Lu Xianyuan stared at Qin Yun with deep eyes: "Winning seven games in a row, a first-class talent, this is not something that can be suppressed by tricks. The prodigal son stopped at this time, which really stepped on the limit. This is rare, but Qin Yun's method... is slightly better."

"Knowing that he can't compete with the strategy, he broke it with force and suppressed it with the momentum... This is really a good move, and it doesn't seem like the work of Qin Yun... Could it be that he has a master behind him?"

Turning around, he saw Lu Mei'er staring at Qin Yun blankly, with a look of The teasing and mocking from before had long gone, and it seemed that the declaration of dislike for the Qin family a few days ago had been forgotten - this was normal, a 14-year-old girl already admired the strong, if she didn't admire and show admiration at this moment, Lu Xianyuan would worry about whether his sister was sick...

But...

"Mei'er was somewhat moved, let alone the noble ladies who came to observe...If this continues, Qin Yun will definitely succeed, and then he will probably..." Lu Xianyuan thought so, with a trace of worry in his eyes, looking at Chu Tianxiao, "Prodigal son... At this point, I hope you still have a backup plan, otherwise, I'm afraid you will be in danger tonight..."