Chapter 227 How about trying the feeling of being riddled with holes?
Under the stage, Chun Yuling, who had returned a long time ago, looked at the dashing figure on the stage and could hardly restrain himself from cheering for him.
Many spectators in the auditorium were emotionally aroused by the fierce fighting in the arena.
"This wave of Qianming Sect is too strong. The five disciples who appeared are all very strong. If they all enter the four major colleges, I don't know how strong they will be."
"Yun Yanchu's move just now shocked me."
"No wonder she was able to reach the ninety-ninth floor. She is so strong, but she looks so soft and weak in the audience. She turns out to be such a difficult person to mess with."
"Being the number one sect in Beizhou, Qian Ming truly deserves the title."
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There was a roar of admiration in the audience.
Huarong on the high platform put one hand on his forehead, and his deep eyes reflected the figure on the field.
Seeing that Yun Yanchu was making fierce moves, he seemed to be retreating but actually advancing, closing in on the Xumi Sect disciple step by step.
The disciples who were constantly being recruited were already beyond their capabilities under Yun Yanchu.
But Hua Rong could see that Yun Yanchu had not really shown his strength.
Now on stage, she hasn't even exerted her 80% success rate.
This little apprentice of his has many surprises that he doesn't know about.
Just like when Qianfu Sect was humiliated just now, he was surprised that she came to help him.
But I was just a little surprised.
Yun Yanchu has always been a very smart little girl. She knows how to use all the people and things around her to maximize her own benefits.
After taking a look at Chun Yuling who was walking back and walking in the audience, Hua Rong withdrew his gaze and continued to enjoy the performance of his young apprentice.
On the playing field, the Xumi Sect disciples had completely believed what their leader had analyzed.
Under constant consumption, he was already exhausted.
However, on the other hand, Yun Yanchu seemed to have the same level of cultivation as him, and even had several hundred years less cultivation than him.
It was as if he had used some superficial skills, and his breath was not disturbed.
Only Nascent Soul is so powerful.
The disciple thought he was unlucky and wanted to fight Yun Yanchu for a chance of survival, but he never thought that he would end up dead.
Before defeat, the disciple panted, looked at Yun Yanchu with a magic weapon in his hand and said: "You are very strong. After the last round of competition, Qian Ming and you will probably become famous in the world of immortality."
"This is not enough." Yunyan Chuwen looked at his disciple with a smile, and was not in a hurry to defeat him.
When the disciple heard this, he almost choked on his own saliva. He coughed twice and said in disbelief: "Isn't this enough?"
Yun Yanchu said: "Not enough."
"Qian Ming hides so deeply that he has been hiding monsters like you for so many years."
After saying this, the disciple shook his head and sighed softly.
In today's round of competition, Xumi lost completely.
He raised his head and glanced at the headmaster who was looking worriedly at him on the high platform, then breathed out softly and looked at Yun Yanchu.
"Come on, give me a good one."
"good."
Yun Yanchu nodded, then the spiritual power in his palm surged and he blasted directly towards the disciple.
The disciple also raised the magic weapon in his hand to welcome Shangyun Yanchu's final blow.
"puff……"
With the collision between the magic weapon and the spiritual power, the disciple's figure flew several meters away and fell to the ground, vomiting blood.
I thought to myself: It’s really fun.
Then he completely passed out on the field.
The result of the game is obvious.
Yun Yanchu won.
When the referee announced Yun Yan's first victory in the fifth match, the audience cheered and applauded enthusiastically.
After walking off the stage, the only remaining disciple of the Xumi Sect hurriedly came up to the stage to carry down his unconscious fellow disciple.
He secretly thought that his senior brother was lying down happily, and he had to go up and carry him down for treatment, and then return to the competition.
The unlucky disciple spent a lot of time traveling back and forth.
On the Qianming Sect side, Wei Siyou took a pill and Yun Yanchu's few injuries were healed on the spot.
After sending away their fellow disciples, the disciples of Xumi Sect also returned to compete.
Then, with less than a cup of tea, he was defeated on the stage.
Fortunately, the disciple had the foresight to call a fellow disciple who had healed his injury, and he could carry him off the stage in a short while.
No, it comes in handy.
Seeing this tragic situation, the head of Xumi Sect couldn't stand it. After the result was announced, he hurriedly left and went to see his injured child.
The third group of competitions pits the Qingyu Sect against the Yuxu Sect.
Because Lin Wanqing was missing from the Qingyu Sect, the number of members in the Qingyu Sect was reduced to five.
So much so that they only had five matches in this set.
Yuxu Sect has made full preparations to arrive this time, in order to compete with Qingyu for the title of No. 1 in Dongzhou.
As soon as he came on the field, Qingyu took the lead in sending out his fifth most powerful disciple, but he was knocked down the moment he came on the field.
In the second game, Qingyu played Wei Chengan.
However, when he walked onto the field, Wei Chengan for some reason cast his eyes on Qian Mingzong, who happened to be opposite him.
"Dirty stuff." Wei Siyou glanced at it and then looked away.
"It's indeed dirty stuff." Mo Zhifan responded.
Qian Ming and the others probably hate Wei Chengan the most.
The experience of Yun Yanchu before his death that they saw from the retrospective mirror was vivid in their minds, and they would not forget how this man and his disciples of the Immortal Sect treated Yun Yanchu.
Thousands of swords pierce the heart...
Mo Zhifan narrowed his eyes slightly.
"How about I let him try what it feels like to be riddled with holes?" Wei Siyou licked his lips and made an appropriate suggestion.
Before Mo Zhifan could respond, Chu Wanjun silently raised her hand to block the discussion between Wei Siyou and Mo Zhifan.
Shen Nanzhou looked at Yun Yanchu and saw that he was distracted, thinking about something.
He probably didn't hear what Wei Siyou just said, and he didn't pay attention to what he was doing on the field.
Chu Wanjun did not call Yun Yanchu to come to his senses, but quietly watched the game on the field.
Yun Yanchu, who seemed to be distracted, had actually just glanced at Wei Chengan.
After her death that year, Yun Yanchu learned her identity from the system and everything she should have experienced.
They also know that in the life when Lin Wanqing did not have golden fingers, they once held her as they held Lin Wanqing.
But it wasn't her who enjoyed those things, she was just Yun Yanchu, and she was just Yun Yanchu who was slandered.
If you have done something bad, you deserve to be punished.
Especially those who have recovered their memories.
Yun Yanchu's eyes were cold.
After ten years of getting along with each other in her previous life, she was very familiar with the eyes of Qingyu's people.
Wei Chengan is gentle and gentleman, but always has a sense of alienation.
How could he show such a strange look to a person who once robbed his junior sister's things in Jiuyao Immortal Mansion and harmed his junior sister's possessions?
There were so many emotions mixed in that look that Yun Yanchu couldn't analyze what they were all about.
She didn't know what Lin Wanqing did in her previous life to make these people who hated her and wanted to kill her look like this.
It's just that you can probably guess it.
If Lin Wanqing wants to climb up, they will become her stepping stones.
It must be very painful and unwilling to be stepped on by the junior sister you trust and love.
But Yun Yanchu was more curious about what was the opportunity for them to recover their memories.
In Jiuyao Immortal Mansion, they were still Lin Wanqing's dogs.
Could it be in the Beast Tide and Demon Refining Tower?
A picture suddenly flashed through Yun Yanchu's mind.
In the tide of beasts, she once looked at each other from a very far distance from Song Heyu.
At that time, Song Heyu looked at her in a strange way.
But she didn't take that look seriously.
Could it be that at that time, someone in the Qingyu Sect recovered their memory? This chapter has been completed!