"Senior sister considers herself to be the number one Qi practitioner disciple, and she naturally has some thoughts of teaching others, but this does not represent the thoughts of all disciples. They bully the weak. Senior sister, do you know that there are people outside the world, and in front of countless strong men in our towering Taiqing,
I'm afraid Senior Sister's behavior is just a joke."
Jiang Xue is no longer as weak and helpless as she used to be outside, nor is she as domineering as she was in Nanchuan City. With just a few words, everyone's eyes began to become sharp.
"Lu Leyao, you have been tricked by this evil carrot again." Without Bai Biao's reminder, Lu Leyao also knew what this woman's purpose was?
She finally understood why these people wanted to beat her up. There was only one reason. The person who caused the trouble was definitely Jiang Xue.
"Junior Sister Jiang Xue, you said that I taught you a lesson, which is indeed my fault. In fact, I have a better way to enhance the friendship between my classmates. Let's talk about it through a fight. I wonder if Junior Sister would be willing to fight to enhance each other's feelings? Junior Sister, you don't have to worry, I
I promise not to beat you to death."
Lu Leyao smiled.
There was another bone-chilling pain in her left arm. Jiang Xue's face was a little distorted, but she quickly suppressed it. The change was as fast as the C-drama face change in the world in her previous life.
"Teacher, senior sister, me, me!"
Weak, pitiful, and domineering, with this face, Lu Leyao even said that this girl is showing off her talent. If she hadn't time traveled, she would definitely be a golden man.
Not far away, two men and a woman.
It was Murong Zhan and Junior Sister Jiang Chen and Li.
Junior Sister Li finally met the legendary vixen. His pitiful expression was just as she imagined, he was a vixen.
Rolling his eyes and mumbling something, Jiang Chen had a hard time holding back his laughter. Who is calling this Junior Sister Li? She is practicing hard without leaving the four gates or stepping through the second gate!
Even Taiqing's twin sisters don't know.
Suddenly something happened, Song Ming's spiritual energy was exhausted and he was kicked off the stage by Fang Fang. The second generation ancestor gently shook his folding fan, which was called the scenery of Jiyue, the young master was like jade.
"Which senior brother will come up to the stage to spar with me again!" Fang Fang was extremely proud. Who said he was not good at fighting? Today he knocked Song Ming, who ranked among the top 20 in Qi training, off the stage to see who could underestimate him in the future.
The battle in the arena can be fought consecutively or challenged one after another. The equation has such strange talismans. Those at the same level are unwilling to touch that bad luck, and those with higher cultivation levels don't bother to compete with the second generation ancestor.
Winning is disgraceful and troublesome, losing is even more disgraceful.
"It seems that all the senior fellow apprentices are not ready yet, so I, my brother, should rest for a while."
In order to look cool, Fang Fang once again used the trick he had just used to spread its wings. Unexpectedly, his foot was entangled in the fluttering colorful flags at the edge of the ring.
This was the formation flag. When he was in a hurry, the equation was like the bacon swaying in the wind. He couldn't break free no matter what. Maybe he used too much force. When he exerted force for the last time, he opened it, but his body was like an arrow leaving the string.
Hit the ground straight.
"bump!"
Everyone.
equation……
Why is he so unlucky?
How can I regain my respect?
The problem is that I can't get up on my own.
Yang Wu and Lu Leyao hurried over, each held an arm and was pulled up.
This guy is so embarrassing. If you don't know how to show off, stop pretending.
"Brother, the fight was also thrilling! He must have used too much force just now and lost his breath."
What Yang Wu said seemed to be true.
Lu Leyao...
It can still be understood like this, honest people have said so, and she must only think so! Otherwise, the glass heart of the second ancestor will be shattered to the ground, and the boat of friendship will sink.
"So Song Ming is so powerful. The eldest brother just defeated him and he was already very powerful. If the younger sister comes to power, she will definitely be defeated."
Compared with lying with a sincere face, I, Lu Leyao, have never lost.
Fang Fang was satisfied this time. He patted the dust on his body and opened the folding fan again, shaking it happily.
"Let me tell you how tricky Song Ming's moves were just now..."
Someone was talking incessantly, but it didn't stop someone from continuing to raise his head. She was a girl holding a sword. She was a little sunny and a little dark. This appearance was not what Yangou Lu Leyao liked, so she glanced at her and was about to withdraw her gaze.
Just listen to the woman's coquettish voice spread throughout the audience.
"Wuwei Peak Lu Leyao Ke Yuan came on stage to fight with me."
Shrimp???
"This girl is calling Lu Leyao. Is there anyone with the same name as me in Taiqing?"
Think carefully about equations.
"That's not very clear. It's not surprising that there are two people with the same name among hundreds of thousands of disciples. People are talking about Wuwei Peak Lu Leyao, so that must be you."
It seems that people really talked about Wuwei Peak. There are only two people in Wuwei Peak now, Master Yu and her, Lu Leyao.
The fat girl jumped up, reached the edge and stood on the ring with her tiptoes easily. This woman was comparable to her in cultivation, and she must be a little older than her.
Miss Lu would not be happy to be called senior sister, but she would be willing to be a sister anywhere.
"Junior sister, you are polite."
Junior Sister Li frowned.
She was obviously teaching a little vixen, so why did a fat girl come here?
"My name is Lu Leyao. This junior sister must not cause trouble."
He is fat and not even eleven years old, yet he dares to call himself junior sister shamelessly. If he hadn't had to fight Lu Leyao today, it would have been okay to deal with this little girl who doesn't know the heights of the world.
Junior sister Li was so arrogant that she didn't even look at Lu Leyao seriously. It would hurt her eyes to look at him more.
"Ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch..."
Is this woman Lu Leyao sick? She doesn’t even know you, so why does she look so crazy that you stole her man?
I asked her to come up and then to go down. I wonder if it is easy to invite the gods but difficult to send them away?
When you get into the ring, you're just there to fight. I'm too lazy to explain so much to her. Let's talk about it after the fight.
Inject the violent fire spiritual power into the sword, which is what you just learned from Song Ming, and press forward with overwhelming momentum.
Junior sister Li drew her sword to block.
"Qiang Qiang Qiang..."
Lu Leyao's heavy sword swept across it. It was an overwhelming force. How could an ordinary monk withstand it? She was forced to retreat steadily.
The sword in Junior Sister Li's hand made a buzzing sound that could not bear the heavy blow.
"Qiang!" the voice broke.
Damn, this is too crispy!
It seems a bit difficult to fight someone who has no weapons. You must know that the only thing you can do with swordsmanship is the shuriken. If you destroy it, you will basically be done with it.
Lu Leyao sheathed her sword. Everyone on the stage thought she would stop fighting. How could that be possible? She held the sword in her right hand and turned the sheath with her left hand. The heavy sword turned into a long stick.
"Bang bang bang..."
Lu Leyao used his stick to attack forcefully, slashing horizontally and vertically. The power of the iron stick was not much weaker than that of the heavy sword. Junior Sister Li retreated step by step and was too late to dodge. After receiving dozens of sticks, she reluctantly jumped off the platform.
His clothes were disheveled, his hair was disheveled, the corners of his mouth were slightly swollen, and he looked quite embarrassed.
Lu Leyao handed over his identity jade badge and Uncle Foundation Architect said loudly.
"Wuwei Peak Lu Leyuan wins."
"Is she Lu Leyao?" Junior Sister Li shouted.
"Aren't you laughing and shouting that you want to compete with Lu Leyao, but you don't know who Lu Leyao is and that the jade medal of the sect's identity is still fake?" Fang Fang looked at Junior Sister Li as if she was a big fool.
It doesn't matter if he looks ugly, but his brain is not that good.
Jiang Chen likes this kind of fat guy?
This arrogant and domineering junior sister is heartbroken.