Yanfa Hall is far away from Cuizhu Peak. When they came, Mingjian led them all the way to the sky. The distance of a hundred miles only took less than half an hour.
If Shen Yu wants to go back alone, she can only walk.
When was the last time you walked that far? Three thousand years ago or two thousand years ago?
Shen Yu retracted her thoughts, turned around and walked slowly towards the square of Yanfa Hall.
When I arrived at the square, I saw a figure flying out from the ring.
Jiang Shaoqiu folded his hands on his chest and stood on the ring with a proud look on his face, casting provocative glances at everyone at Yunwu Peak.
In this entry competition, he was the first to take the stage and defeated five disciples from the opposite side in succession. At this time, he was in high spirits, especially the cheers and admiring looks of some female cultivators, which made him feel a little carried away.
Shen Yu looked up at the sky. The sun was high in the middle, and the scene in the arena did not end so quickly, so he sat down under a tall ginkgo tree on the right side of the square.
On one side of the arena, Li Hanyue's expression remained unchanged. Even though five disciples on the Yunwu Peak side had already been defeated, she still smiled leisurely and said: "Senior Brother Mingjian, your ability to guide the disciples to practice is really good. I admire you."
Mingjian replied calmly: "I didn't teach anything."
Li Hanyue nodded slightly and said with a smile: "Senior brother, you are so humble. It seems that we should be more serious."
As soon as he finished speaking, a handsome young man jumped into the ring from the crowd.
Jiang Shaoqiu was still very proud and asked: "Who are you?"
The handsome young man did not speak, but looked at him quietly, with a trace of amusement on his lips.
Jiang Shaoqiu was a little unhappy: "Can you speak?"
"One punch."
"What did you say?"
"I said, you are only worthy of one punch from me."
boom!
The handsome young man bent his knees and suddenly moved forward, forming a fist with the five fingers of his right hand. He was in front of Jiang Shaoqiu in an instant. Everyone could only see an afterimage, and could vaguely hear the sound of the air splitting in their ears.
Jiang Shaoqiu's pupils tightened, and he mobilized all his spiritual power to protect his chest.
But it's too late.
boom!
The huge force knocked his entire body away. In mid-air, an afterimage flashed across the sky again, and this time the handsome young man appeared on the other side.
But in the end he stopped again, as if he remembered something, and withdrew his half-struck punch.
Jiang Shaoqiu slammed into the railing of the arena. The huge impact made him groan and then fainted.
The handsome young man withdrew his right fist, glanced disdainfully, and said, "Next."
Everyone looked at each other and no one spoke.
The disciples of Cuizhu Peak were a little confused. Jiang Shaoqiu, who was previously unstoppable, was knocked unconscious with one punch. It was really unbelievable.
There was silence.
But for a moment, after seeing the disdainful and mocking expression of the handsome young man, everyone became angry again.
These teenagers never thought that their level was lower than Jiang Shaoqiu's.
So, another young man stepped onto the ring.
With one breath, this man flew off the stage without any suspense and fainted in front of everyone.
The third, the fourth, the fifth...
"idiot."
"stupid."
"Next."
The handsome young man spoke louder and louder, and his arrogance became more and more powerful. He did not take the Cuizhu Peak disciples seriously and humiliated them wantonly.
Shen Yu saw this scene from a distance. The scene was a bit funny, and he sighed for the first time: "Why bother!"
When the ninth person was knocked off the ring with a punch, all the Cuizhu Peak disciples finally realized the difference between themselves. No one dared to come on stage anymore, and the previous anger turned into silence.
"Who else……"
The handsome young man looked around at everyone and saw the frustrated expressions of the Cuizhu Peak disciples, and sneered: "A bunch of trash."
Standing under the ring, Ming Jian raised his eyebrows slightly and moved his lips slightly. He was about to say something, but was interrupted.
With a smile on her face, Li Hanyue said: "Liang Shi has always been an arrogant person, so he speaks more bluntly. I will definitely teach him a lesson when I go back, and I also ask senior brother not to be in the same class as him."
Ming Jian snorted coldly and had to give up.
at this time.
Shen Yu, who had been sitting under the shade of a tree, suddenly stood up and walked towards the ring.
Soon, the disciples from the two peaks discovered him, and everyone was a little shocked.
Mingjian saw the laziest disciple of the Dao Sect walking straight towards him. Seeing the seriousness on his face, an absurd idea came to his mind.
he wants……
Shen Yu walked up to Mingjian and said seriously: "Send anyone up, we should go back."
...
Some people couldn't help but burst into laughter, and then the disciples of Yunwu Peak who had been looking here also started laughing.
Li Hanyue trembled all over, turned around and covered her face, suppressing a smile.
Mingjian wanted to slap this kid to death, but he still took a deep breath, with a livid face and said nothing.
The Cuizhu Peak disciples all had their faces flushed. How could this person be in the same team as him? In this entrance competition, everyone had lost their face.
However, the person involved still looked calm and calm. After speaking, he turned and left, as if waiting for them not far away.
Shen Yu thought about it, this kind of thing is nothing at all. If you can't beat others, just go back and practice hard, and you can fight back next time.
Why do you have to take turns to get slapped in the face one by one? This is not a waste of time.
This little bit of humiliation is nothing on the long road of spiritual practice. After all, these children are too young and cannot bear any setbacks.
"Who is that? You bitch, you Cuizhu Peak is just short of the last one. It's just you. Why are you running away?"
The frivolous voice came from above the ring and reached Shen Yu's ears clearly.
He didn't turn around, but he could feel that the other person was talking about him, and Ru Feng raised his eyebrows.
"Girls?"
I haven't heard the curse words in the market for many years. A trace of emotion seemed to be slowly brewing in Shen Yu's chest, a little stuffy and a little hot.
This kind of emotion has not appeared in me for many years, so I thought about it seriously.
It turned out to be anger.
The meaning in Jiang Shaoqiu's eyes was obviously much heavier than what those two words expressed, but he didn't care.
Just these two words seemed to sting the pain in Shen Yu's heart all at once.
He suddenly felt.
This kid really deserves a beating.
....
Liang Shi, who had a handsome face and spoke without mercy at all, didn't look at the guy after saying this. He just stood on the ring, looking around, and his heart was filled with the satisfaction of victory.
“It turns out that practicing spiritual practice is actually a joyful thing!”
But soon, Liang Shi noticed that the atmosphere was a little different, because the expressions of the frustrated guys opposite him almost changed.
Those faces include shock, astonishment, and confusion...
Liang Shi felt something was wrong, turned around suddenly, and found that the young man in green shirt whom he had provoked was already standing on the ring.
Shen Yu said lightly: "Start."
"Not bad, a little brave."
Liang Shi didn't think that the laughingstock of Cuizhu Peak could threaten him, and it wasn't the legendary junior sister named Shang Yingluo.
After dealing with this person and his one-on-ten performance, I think his name will spread to the ears of the elders and even the masters of the four halls.
Thinking of this, Liang Shi stopped waiting, bent his knees slightly, and suddenly rushed towards the young man in green shirt in front of him.
This time, there was a harsh friction sound between the soles of his feet and the ground.
Shen Yu stood there quietly, not caring about the wind-like fist shadow.
He just glanced behind Liang Shi and said, "Master Daoxuan?"
Liang Shi's fist stopped about five feet away from the young man's face, his handsome little face full of doubts and surprise.
As we all know, the master of Yanfa Hall is Daoxuan Zhenren, but why does such a huge figure appear in the ring?
Liang Shi looked back curiously.
Empty.
Just when he instantly felt something was wrong, he felt an indescribable pain in the back of his head, as if he had been hit by something.
"pain……"
The severe pain caused him to kneel down on one knee involuntarily, his eyes darkened, and he almost fainted. He managed to stay awake only after using all his strength.
In a daze, I seemed to see a black bamboo stick, three feet long.
"This is……"
Shen Yu stood in front of him and said seriously: "I picked up a stick when I was bored a few days ago. When people in the countryside fight, they call this kind of stick a sap."
Then another casual stick.
This time, Liang Shi was speechless, rolled his eyes and fainted.
In the quiet square, you can only hear the chirping of fairy birds in the distant woods.
Everyone around the ring was shocked when they saw this scene.
No one knew when Shen Yu took out a sap from his arms, and no one knew why he could remain so calm and calm after doing such a shameless thing.
Still want to be shameless?
All the disciples had such confusion in their hearts.
Shen Yu stood on the ring, her expression unchanged.