After a game, Yan Shouyi "didn't show off his skills", but won the competition "easily".
At least that's what the group of people who knew Yan Shouyi's strength thought.
Others who didn't know Yan Shouyi's strength simply believed that Yan Shouyi won by luck. At first, he defeated the young Taoist Zhu Feifeng by playing dirty tricks, and later relied on Zhu Shanzao to catch the other two participating disciples off guard.
Now it is stipulated that Zhushan stove cannot be used to help out. Everyone thinks that Yan Shouyi is at the end of his game. In the next round of competition, this guy will definitely fail miserably.
So even if the winner is Yan Shouyi, everyone has said all the ridiculing words in their stomachs.
Fortunately, Yan Shouyi didn't care at all.
When he stepped off the stage, the first thing he did was to visit Zhu Feifeng.
The contestants in the next round of competitions seamlessly walked onto the stage.
The Taoist priests in Longhu Mountain were still very united. When they saw Yan Shouyi walking towards them, out of the purpose of protecting Zhu Feifeng, the brothers blocked Yan Shouyi's path one after another.
It was Zhang Shanli who stood up and scolded the disciples:
"What are you doing? This is Longhu Mountain. You guys are blocking other people's way. Those who don't know may think you are bandits. Get out of the way!"
A disciple whispered: "But, if he does something bad to Junior Brother Zhu..."
"With me here, what are you afraid of?" Zhang Shanli asked.
With Zhang Shanli's words, the disciples naturally did not dare to talk back any more and all moved out of the way.
Yan Shouyi glanced at Zhang Shanli gratefully, and then came to Zhu Feifeng, who had already woken up.
Yan Shou patted Zhu Feifeng on the shoulder: "I'm sorry, I just used you for an experiment."
"Doing an experiment?" Zhu Feifeng asked in confusion, "What does Mr. Yan mean? Didn't I lose just now because my skills were inferior to others?"
Zhu Feifeng knew Yan Shouyi's strength. He never thought he could win from the beginning. Now he just felt that he lost a little inexplicably. He didn't have too much doubt at all.
He would never have guessed that the person who really made him faint was not Yan Shouyi, but his most respected Heavenly Master.
Yan Shouyi smiled: "Thank you anyway. I have some good elixirs here. You can use them to nourish your body. After the Luotian Festival is over, we will still be friends."
From the Dongwang gourd, Yan Shouyi took out the elixir refined by Lao Jin and gave it to Zhu Feifeng.
You must know that Longhu Mountain is also good at refining elixirs, so Yan Shouyi presented the elixirs in front of the Longhu Mountain disciples, which more or less made people feel that he was doing something special.
Those senior brothers were about to speak, but they found that the quality and fragrance of the elixir Yan Shouyi took out were far superior to the best elixirs they could get now, so they immediately shut up.
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I have to say that although this Yan Shouyi is not kind, he is quite generous...
Zhu Feifeng didn't think too much, and didn't know how precious the elixir was, so she accepted it naturally, but also said thank you.
Zhang Shanli said at this time: "Yan Shouyi, stop doing experiments next time, let's have a good competition."
"My uncle taught me that I will become serious in the future."
Yan Shouyi smiled sharply at Zhang Shan and then returned to his team.
A disciple from Longhu Mountain said in front of Zhang Shanli: "Master, what is Yan Shouyi's real ability?"
Zhang Shanli put away his smile, glanced sideways at this disciple, and sneered: "He is not very capable, and ten beatings for you are more than enough."
Disciple of Longhu Mountain: "..."
Zhu Feifeng scratched the back of his head. He still hadn't remembered how he fainted just now.
When Yan Shou returned to his team, Longfeicheng Wang Ji, Lao Jin and the other three were scolding each other in the distance with the group of guys who looked down on the folk sects. The six middle fingers of the three of them felt a little insufficient.
He Xiping said helplessly: "Yan Shouyi, they are fighting for you."
"We have to fight against the anger of our folk sects together," Yan Shou said with a smile, "Xiping, you are Niu Yi. You will be on stage soon. Are you panicking?"
In fact, Yan Shouyi was not worried about Long Feicheng. This guy could get into the top 32 by playing dirty tricks. Instead, he was worried about He Xiping.
He Xiping is a magician, so he has no fighting ability. Especially in this kind of fair competition, He Xiping will not be allowed to take advantage.
He Xiping shook his head slightly and said, "Do you know what the number Niu Yi represents?"
Yan Shouyi was stunned: "What does it mean?"
"In the heavenly stems and earthly branches, b is the second. In the English alphabet, the second is b."
"Bull...b?"
He Xiping nodded: "I'll show you how awesome I am later."
"..."
It turns out that the slut is still He Xiping!
I thought He Xiping talked less!
I didn’t expect this guy to be so sexy!
It seems that all civil sects in the world are of the same mind. This is true!
Luo Ning and Zhao Yiyao on the side rolled their eyes.
The next ones to appear are all insignificant and small characters.
Although they tried their best to express themselves, the ceiling of their strength destined their competition to be nothing to watch.
But this is the normal level of the younger generation of Xuanmen. The reason why geniuses are called geniuses is because they are few in number.
Yan Shouyi watched the competition, and his biggest feeling was that these sect disciples were just a bunch of hothouse flowers. Maybe they had not yet reached the time to go down the mountain to practice, but judging from their various performances, they were actually far worse than A Gong and the others.
Still too far.
Not only the realm, but also combat experience, on-the-spot performance, etc.
It seems that folk sects are wild children, which is not all bad.
After several competitions, it was finally He Xiping's turn. With everyone's encouragement, He Xiping walked onto the Wanfa Zong altar empty-handed.
I saw He Xiping with his head held high and his chest held high. After he stood calmly and calmly, he said loudly: "I am the heir of folk sect magic, He Xiping!"
The other party was a male disciple who was very handsome. He looked at He Xiping with great interest and replied in a thin voice: "Wu Zhen Sect, Liu Lang."
"Fuck, you can tell he's a little slut just by the sound of his voice!" Long Feicheng complained in the audience, "Why do guys from the Wu Zhen Sect dare to come to the Luotian Festival!?"
Yi Hehuan, who framed Yan Shouyi before, was from the Wu Zhen sect. The Wu Zhen sect had a very bad reputation and was about to become an evil heretic. So when people from the Wu Zhen sect appeared here, Long Feicheng was greatly puzzled.
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People in Xuanmen do not resist sects such as the Wu Zhen Sect, but instead scorn the folk sects. What is this operation?
Master Guanyun explained: "The Wu Zhen Sect has a bad reputation, but in the final analysis it is a Quanzhen branch of Taoism. If they want to participate in the Luotian Festival, no one can stop them according to the rules."
"Is this Liu Lang a gay? I can't bear it," Wang Jixiang felt uncomfortable and shouted, "Xiping, punch him two more times for me!"
Unexpectedly, Liu Lang immediately looked at Wang Jixiang, licked his lips at him, then bit his lower lip and said, "Come to my room tonight, and I will let you beat as much as you can..."
"Hold."
Wang Ji almost couldn't help but pick up the knife and go up to kill someone.
Yan Shouyi and Long Feicheng stopped Wang Ji and comforted him: "Leave it to Xiping, leave it to Xiping!"
The referee Taoist priest also couldn't stand it any longer. He waited for the other participating disciples to decide and then immediately announced the start of the competition.
For the first time, the audience actually hoped that He Xiping would win. After all, the folk sect didn't disgust anyone, but this Liu Lang really disgusted everyone.
However, no one has much confidence in He Xiping.
After all, He Xiping is just a juggler, and Liu Lang should say it or not, after all, he is a disciple of the Wu Zhen Sect, and his strength lies there.
"Agong, I'll release three yuan, and you release the paper man. Go and look around. People from Wu Zhen's faction are here, and Yi Hehuan might be here too. We have to settle the accounts we had last time with her."
Yan Shouyi said.
Agong nodded and quietly released a few paper birds. With just a gentle breath, they flew into the sky.
Yan Shouyi also took out Sanyuan from his satchel. Sanyuan looked around with fresh eyes, but did not forget his mission. He observed carefully with his small eyes.
At this time, He Xiping on the stage finally took action.