"Junior sister Bingyan, are you here to buy spiritual weapons?" Liu Daji, who was one of Niucha's four disciples, greeted Bingyan enthusiastically.
Soon, Sun Youming, Fei Yiwen, and Hou Mali were not to be outdone, and they had the perseverance of flies.
Unfortunately, Bingyan just said "hmm" as a greeting, and was as silent as an iceberg.
"How's it going? You're stupid, Wen Yi. I didn't expect that you are not old, but your lust is not young. This rose can be prickly, be careful of your own life, haha!" Dai Xia next to her!
Er started teasing Wen Yi.
"What's the point? My fair lady, a gentleman is so kind, haha!" Wen Yi was very calm. Isn't beauty just for people to look at? It's comfortable and eye-catching.
"Let me tell you, this Bingyan is not simple. It is said that she comes from a dilapidated formation family and is a rare formation wizard. Now, she is already a first-level high-level formation master." Bingyan said.
"A practicing genius who works part-time as an array mage? You have a bright future! Hey, you are such a bitch, how come you know everything?" Wen Yi looked at Dai Xia'er and said with a smile.
"I have heard that Bingyan once successfully killed a flaming tiger with the formation flag she forged." Dai Xia'er said, "Hey, what did you just say? Ba Po, Ba Po is
What do you mean? This girl is naturally beautiful, but you compare me to an old woman."
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Finally, they had several interactions, and Dai Xia'er became familiar with Wen Yi, and they would visit her from time to time. Finally, once, Wen Yi also visited Dai Xia'er's cave. There was a friend and confidante in the same family, Wen Yi.
Still very happy.
"This is my husband, Tianyu, a disciple of the Meilang family in the imperial capital." A handsome man was in Dai Xia'er's cave. It turned out that Dai Xia'er had a husband.
"You are Xia'er's friend, right? This time I successfully joined the Jinyan Clan. From now on, we are all senior brothers. Please take care of me from now on." Tian Yu said it very politely, but the problem was his tone.
Seems a little bad.
***! What kind of plane are you doing? Why do you seem to have a grudge against me when we meet for the first time?
Dai Xia'er seemed helpless at such a scene, and simply sat there for a while, before Wen Yi left with good sense.
I really don’t know what Dai Xiaer thinks. A beautiful woman who is already at the peak of her warrior career, but a man who is only an intermediate warrior. Although Wen Yi also has the idea of equality between men and women, in real life, once the woman is too strong, the man will
It’s really hard to live with yourself.
This is a world where force is respected. Even if Tianyu is a great young master of the family, for a monk, the family is just a springboard. Once you grow to a certain level, the so-called young master of the family has a shitty status.
ah.
For example, once Wen Yi becomes a martial artist, no family will easily provoke a martial artist. At least, his mother will not die. Even if you are a casual martial artist, you will begin to have your place in the world of cultivation.
Only then can you truly embark on the path of cultivation.
"I can't help it. He is the young master of a big family, and he has taken a liking to me, a commoner woman. Do you think we still have the ability to resist? A woman like me is not even his concubine, she is just his wife.
It's just a vase brought out for others to show off." Dai Xiaer suddenly lost her usual lively and active look, and looked lonely.
"Oh, Xia'er, that's really hard for you, isn't he treating you badly?" Wen Yi could be considered a friend, and Wen Yi also felt sad for such an unfortunate woman.
This world is simply the world of the family, and Dai Xiaer's experience is also a representative of this era. The family rules almost all the "untouchables". If you want to get rid of the "untouchables", the only way out is to cultivate. Only when you are the warrior
Only when your family doesn't dare to look down on you can you truly get rid of oppression.
"A vase who is not even a concubine, do you think he will be good to me? I didn't expect that a young master who only knows how to spend the whole day can join the Jinyan Clan, haha! Wen Yi, tell me, isn't it great?
Ridiculous? Haha!" Dai Xiaer laughed a little miserably.
"Work hard, Xia'er, you have reached perfection. As long as you break through the martial arts, you will regain control of your own destiny." Wen Yi still comforted Dai Xia'er, "Fairness will not treat the weak well."
Wen Yi sympathizes with Dai Xia'er's situation, but in fact, isn't he a lot helpless?
"Yeah, so, I'm practicing hard. As long as I can go to Wenyan's Secret Realm to get the elixir of the Pregnant Master Pill, I will definitely be able to advance to the level of a martial artist." Dai Xia'er reaffirmed her confidence.
Dai Xia'er has two spiritual roots. If she has the Pregnancy Master Pill, she has a great chance of becoming a martial artist. Wen Yi can only silently bless this ill-fated woman.
The Jinyan Clan Samurai Competition for the Wenyan Secret Realm Qualification Competition finally kicked off. Wen Yi looked at the number plate in his hand. Wen Yi was filled with emotion. Those who are qualified to participate in the competition must be disciples at the top of the Samurai Ranking.
Wen Yi's cultivation base of 3,000 and 9 is barely qualified. However, his number plate is already over 3,000. How many disciples will he have to participate in the competition?
"Wen Yi, you don't have to think about it. There are a total of five thousand disciples participating in the battle. I am from No. 1000. A thousand disciples form a large group. In fact, the competition will not take long." Dai Xia'er said.
"Xia'er, with so many people fighting, even if it's a knockout round; even if the battle lasts for a few hours, it won't last long." Wen Yi said.
"Did you see the 100 big brown stones in the middle of the square? That's called the War Sword Stone. Use all your energy to hit the Sword Wiping Stone. Only the top 100 in each group will have the opportunity to participate in the real competition."
Dai Xiaer pointed to the small black dot in the middle of the square and said.
Jinyanmen Central Square is too big, and Wenyi Station is a bit far away, but you can see it. Oh, if that's the case, it really won't take long.
***! No one tells me the rules.
"The four major disciples, Yi Bingyan, have been identified as the seeds of the five major groups, haha! Don't look down on them because I say they are very unique. If you encounter them in advance, you still have to be careful.
Yes." Dai Xiaer said with a smile.
"The competition for the twenty spots is also very fierce. You can only keep eliminating your opponents. In the end, when there are only four people in your group, you will succeed." Dai Xiaer knew that Wen Yi didn't understand anything, so she simply
Explain it to Wen Yi in detail.
"Xia'er, if this is the case, it's very likely to be a coincidence." Wen Yi said.
"What do low-level warriors like us mean to the strong men of Jinyan Clan? What difference does it make who goes? Haha! Wen Yi, I can only wish you good luck." Dai Xia'er said.
What Dai Xia'er said is already very naked. It's good for the upper management of Jinyan Sect to give you a chance. Who cares whether it's fair to you, a low-level disciple?
"Xia'er, what's wrong with your neck? Did he hit you?" Wen Yi then noticed that the collar of the top Dai Xia'er wore today was relatively high, but it still didn't completely cover up the trace of bruises on her neck.
"Haha! So what? My parents are in their hands." Dai Xiaer smiled even more miserably.
Damn it! Damn it! He is really a man who beats his wife. Even though his relationship with Dai Xiaer is average, he still takes up the injustice on behalf of Dai Xiaer. This pretty boy really has no grace.
The so-called fighting sword stone, Wen Yi observed, was almost an instrument for testing combat power. Every disciple participating in the competition concentrated his concentration and then struck with all his strength.
The test accuracy of this thing has reached the level of one or two kilograms. Wen Yi couldn't help but admire that this world of cultivation is really magical. It is almost the same as the so-called precision instruments in the previous life. Four thousand one hundred and thirty one kilograms? Four thousand two hundred and ten
One pound, four thousand two hundred and forty-one pounds... As the tests continued for each monk, the large screen in the square continued to display the ranking of each group at any time. Wen Yi became a little solemn, with a combat power of more than 4,000
Two hundred kilograms must be a samurai master with a good artistic conception. Only half of the time has passed, and there are three masters with a combat power of more than four thousand two hundred kilograms in my three groups alone.
Wen Yi understands that strength does not mean everything. In real battles, strength is of course the foundation, but the application in actual combat is the most important. Therefore, a warrior who weighs 4,100 pounds may not be able to defeat 4,200 pounds.
A warrior weighing a hundred pounds, but the first thing you need is to be among the top 100 before you have a chance to fight.
"Bang!" Wen Yi smashed out the big sword used for testing. It weighed 4,181 pounds, which is not bad. Ranking in the top 100 is not a big problem. Wen Yi didn't care about the ranking on the big screen.
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This kind of sword wiping is very fast, and there are quite a few who weigh more than 4,200 kilograms. Wen Yi ranks thirty-third among the top one hundred in the three groups. It is not outstanding. After all, it is a top sect with potential.
There are still many disciples.
Of course, having potential in the warrior stage may mean that your foundation is pretty good, but it does not mean that you will definitely have a future. If you want to break through to become a martial artist, it depends on luck and opportunity. If you cannot advance to become a martial artist, what use will you have if you have potential?
Not a low-level ant?
Dai Xia'er, the main battler of the fire element, wielded a big sword and smashed the opponent into retreat. Wen Yi even felt that Dai Xia'er had the aura of a first-level monster. Well, it was powerful and heavy.
Damn it! Who is this guy? His feet are as fast as a whirlwind, making his opponents spin around. Therefore, combat power does not mean everything. What's the use of having a big man with brute strength and you can't use it if you have strength?
Well, what this handsome guy is using is actually a silk-like spiritual weapon like "Huntian Ling", which is seven or eight meters long. The soft weapon has its own characteristics. At least, his opponent is wasting it by wielding a sledgehammer.
He didn't have the strength to even get close.
Wen Yi needs to observe his opponents. The characteristics of each monk are really interesting. At least, Wen Yi feels that there are many people who are better than him in some aspects.
What you think about below and how to actually fight your opponent above are completely different concepts.
"boom!"
"boom!"
"boom!"
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Wen Yi seemed to be quite lucky. Although his first opponent was a strong one, his strength was a bit worse than his own. Wen Yi, who ran up and down like a "flea", managed to defeat his opponent smoothly.
"Haha! Wen Yi, your fighting is really funny. You're jumping up and down. It's so ugly." Dai Xia'er certainly didn't forget to hit Wen Yi. This woman has quite a cheerful personality, and she really gets along with Wen Yi.
Of course, Wen Yi would take advantage of beautiful women from time to time. Life would be a little fun if everyone joked together.
Hey! What's wrong with this guy? Oh, it seems that the injury is not serious. Wen Yi doesn't care about your sadness. What he needs is to defeat his opponent. Wen Yi knocked his opponent off the stage rudely.
"Wen Yi, you're so lucky, you caught up with such an injured person." Dai Xia'er ran over again, saying a few words to Dai Wenyi as if she felt uncomfortable.
Although such a so-called sect competition involves Wenyan's secret realm, there are many people. The number of competitions is also large, and there is no rest. Who cares if you are injured or if you have a good rest? Luck? Luck is actually cultivation.
an important part of.
Well, the handsome guy opposite Wen Yi seems to be still breathing heavily. It's probably because the battle just ended and he didn't have time to rest. Although the sledgehammer in his hand is still powerful and heavy, Wen Yi estimates that this guy has consumed a lot of energy and won't be able to hold on for much longer.
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Wen Yi guessed correctly, and only half an hour later, the handsome guy opposite reluctantly gave up.
The next opponent... Huh? How come this guy...
No! I got a bye, my God! Even God can't stop luck when it comes, quack! That's right, starting from the 25 people left, there are some who have a bye, and Wen Yi is lucky to be one of them
One member.
Wen Yi was so lucky to get into the top four of the three groups.
I finally got a spot in Wenyan's secret realm. Of course, Wenyi had to bear the glare of many people. There was no way around it. Wenyi's "smooth" qualifying was really jealous.