"What did you just say to them?" After returning to the Beimin faction, Cheng Yu asked Ling Xiao curiously.
Ling Xiao shrugged his shoulders: "Nothing, I said let them both worship me as their teacher, hehe."
Cheng Yu was so angry that he glared at Ling Xiao fiercely: "If you don't tell me, don't tell me. What's the big deal!"
Ling Xiao suddenly changed his hip-hop tone and said quietly: "Senior sister, I just want to tell you that your inability to defeat someone is not a matter of strength, but that you didn't use your brains and were not ruthless enough when you fought. Fortunately, earlier,
The moment you turned from defense to offense gave me, junior brother, a glimmer of hope."
Speaking of that classic jump, Cheng Yu was silent for a moment, and then slowly uttered a few words: "Thank you."
Ling Xiao looked like he didn't know anything: "I didn't do anything, why should you thank me?"
Cheng Yu bit her lip tightly, as if she mustered up her courage: "If you hadn't added an accelerating charm to me at the critical moment, that guy's kick might have broken off my foot."
"Oh, is there? How come I don't know?" Ling Xiao refused to admit it: "Sister, you have to rely on yourself to fight. Don't always think that your teammates will support you behind the scenes."
After saying that, Ling Xiao walked away and sat next to his master Cheng Qiantai.
Cheng Yu looked at this dissolute junior fellow student, and then recalled the scene in the alley where the two of them were almost face to face, and something in his heart moved. He obviously helped him, but he still wanted to say that he didn't.
What on earth is this guy thinking?
Cheng Yu then thought that along the way, with Ling Xiao's alertness, he had escaped two extremely dangerous assassinations. This kid had not taken any credit for himself.
He would rather let people misunderstand him than bother to explain himself. How could there be such a weird boy?
Immediately afterwards, Cheng Yu suddenly felt resentful for no reason: But this hateful brat knows how to torture and beat himself up, why should I care about his merits? Besides, everything he has was given by his father?
snort!
Cheng Yu finally found a reason for himself to have a psychological balance, and he felt less uncomfortable.
Unknowingly, even Cheng Yu herself didn't realize that her feelings towards Ling Xiao had changed slightly.
Cheng Qiantai patted Ling Xiao on the shoulder with appreciation: "Xiao'er, you did a good job!"
Ling Xiao smiled shyly: "Thank you, Master, for the compliment."
Qian Hai also sat back next to his father Qian Gui. The father and son didn't know what they said, and Ling Xiao didn't bother to listen. All his attention was focused on the middle game.
It was difficult for Ling Xiao not to pay attention, because the other battles were over and only the middle one was still going on.
This is nothing. What's weird is that the team battle in the middle didn't seem to have started at all. Three people on each side stood on one side, and no one made a move. Instead, they stood face to face. If Ling Xiao didn't know the time,
A long time passed, and I thought this battle was just the beginning.
"What are they doing?" The disciples of Beimin Sect and Changyuan Sect were talking around, expressing extreme confusion about this situation. However, their elders all had solemn expressions on their faces, staring at the field intently.
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Ling Xiao and Li Yuanhuan's eyes simultaneously fell on a young man who was only fifteen or sixteen years old in the field. The young man stood alone in front of the two people beside him. He was wearing a clean white robe and looked quite a bit like an outsider.
Even though he is a little younger, no one dares to underestimate him, especially the three opponents opposite him.
The three of them have been extremely vigilant from the beginning of the team battle until now. Even they themselves don't know how long they have maintained this vigilant posture for battle. None of the three of them took action because they felt a pressure at the same time, coming from
The pressure of the young opponent on the opposite side.
To be precise, it's murderous.
They had no doubt that if anyone took action first, the young man in white robe would definitely kill them immediately.
Those who came to participate in the newcomer competition were all orange-level and red-level soul masters. It is estimated that except for Ling Xiao, most of the others were orange-level, so there was no obvious difference in level.
When opponents of the same level were fighting against each other, the young man in white robe could suppress the opponent so much that he did not dare to take action. How powerful is this?!
Ling Xiao's expression also became solemn. He originally thought that he had the unique skills of the gods and demons, and with the help of the magical token, and the seven souls, he would be able to get into the top ten of the newcomer competition. But he didn't expect that in the first game
After the game was over, he saw such an opponent.
"In my current state, I am no match for this kid." Ling Xiao shook his head. He thought to himself that no matter how hard he tried, he could not achieve the aura that could hold down three orange-level people at the same time. He lost a bit in terms of aura, and he faced that guy.
The young man in white robe will definitely lose.
"It seems that I have to seize the time to fuse the other six souls of gods and demons except Tian Chong soul. Maybe I can have a chance to defeat that kid... Time, time!" Ling Xiao felt for the first time that his training time was not enough.
So I wanted to go back to Jiake Restaurant to practice in seclusion right away. But a strong intuition told me that a wonderful scene would happen soon.
At the moment when Ling Xiao's intuition came over, the figure of the young man in white robe suddenly moved. When his three opponents reacted, the young man had already moved in front of them and punched them at the same time.
Yes, those three people saw it right, it was three identical young men in white robes who shot at the three of them at the same time!
Ling Xiao stood up suddenly: How is this possible?
Not only Ling Xiao, but also everyone else on the field also exclaimed: How is this possible? The clone technique, a skill that can only be possessed by the Tian Chong Soul who has to reach at least the green level, is actually in an orange level power soul.
Appear on the teacher!
While everyone was still in shock, the boy's three opponents already let out a scream, and their bodies flew out like cannonballs, hitting the wall of the competition venue formation hard!
There was a long buzzing sound, which was actually the roar of three bodies hitting the formation wall almost at the same time. The three people hung upright on the formation wall, their bodies sticking to the wall like pieces of paper. Then,
The three of them slowly slid down and sat on the ground leaning against the formation wall, unable to move any longer.
There was silence.
Those three people were dead!
Although there will inevitably be deaths in the rookie competition, they are all caused by desperate efforts when the strength is not much different, or a momentary "miss". If you gain an absolutely overwhelming advantage, no one is willing to kill people. After all, everyone is
He is a soul master, and he is from the same Holy Land. The young man in white robe kills people so blatantly, as if he is telling others: I will kill your people, what can you do to me?
Killing three opponents of the same level with one move, and the opponents didn't even have a chance to react. It's terrible, it's really terrible!
Ling Xiao held the armrest of the seat tightly and didn't even notice that he had crushed the armrest into powder. The feeling this young man gave people was really shocking!
Although the young man couldn't see his surroundings, he still stood there and looked around, his eagle-like eyes scanning the stands one by one, as if to let others know that he was watching them.
"This kid could obviously resolve the battle quickly, but he didn't. Instead, he deliberately delayed the fight until all the battles were over before he started taking action. He could have held back, and the three people could have spared their lives, but he didn't, and instead killed them directly.
.Obviously, he wants to shock all his opponents so that no one can have the idea of confronting him. What a ruthless boy!" When the boy's eyes swept across the seats of the Beimin faction, Ling Xiao nodded.
I broke into a cold sweat and felt like I was being stared at by a poisonous snake.
"Master, I'm a little uncomfortable. I'm leaving first." Ling Xiao stood up from his position with a pale face. He ignored the strange looks in his master's and everyone else's eyes and turned around to leave.
Li Yuanhuan followed Ling Xiao with great concern and left Luofeng Valley together.
"Junior brother, what's wrong with you?" On the way back to the restaurant, Li Yuanhuan saw that Ling Xiao's face was slightly better, so he asked.
Ling Xiao smiled bitterly and said: "Elder brother, I hope we have better luck and don't run into this kid. Otherwise..."
Li Yuanhuan immediately understood the "cause" of Ling Xiao's illness, and quickly comforted him: "Our Beimin sect has always had good luck, so don't worry, junior brother. Besides, junior brother, you are a master of seven souls, and ordinary orange-level soul masters are not at all
Your opponent. Be more confident."
Ling Xiao nodded helplessly and kept praying in her heart: Master, the ancestor of the Seven Demons, although your soul is gone, I still hope that your ghost will linger. I wish you will haunt that kid and make him have nightmares every day.
, it’s better to be scared to death by nightmares.
Li Yuanhuan saw Ling Xiao mumbling weird things and thought it was Ling Xiao's way of reducing stress, so he stopped saying anything.
When Cheng Qiantai and everyone returned to Jiake Restaurant, they were shocked to find that Ling Xiao had closed the door tightly, and only Li Yuanhuan explained with helplessness: "Junior brother Ling said he was going to retreat, so don't disturb him until the playing time tomorrow.
By the way, Master, who will be our opponent in the next team battle?"
Cheng Qiantai and Qian Gui looked gloomy at the same time, and Li Yuanhuan suddenly had an ominous premonition: "Could it be the group of the boy in the white robe just now???"