"The sweat and blood in the ring can't deceive anyone. Isn't it a shame to be beaten with a bruised nose and face, covered in blood, laughed at, and disapproved?"
There are some things they can't change, but should they accept their fate? Are you going to complain?
Doing nothing, but always shouting that the world is unfair, shouting that you are powerless, and shouting that you cannot be shaken, it is just a roar of incompetence and a weak escape.
I still have to find various reasons for myself.
The faces of several new disciples turned blue and white.
Seeing the veteran disciple leaving, the disciple who spoke out gritted his teeth and became angry.
"Didn't you just start a few years before us?! What's so cool about it! After all this time, you're still in the late stage of Qi training! You're still teaching us a lesson!"
His voice was not quiet, and many disciples heard it.
A male cultivator twisted his neck.
"I said that guy over there, why, his skin is itchy, and he also wants to go to the ring to move his shin. Come on, senior brother will accompany you!"
The new disciple who spoke turned pale instantly.
When he saw the blood on the ring and the bruises on the defeated disciples, he felt very panicked.
Stage fright before fighting.
Looking at the people running away, the male cultivator spat disdainfully.
"Coward! You only know how to talk behind people's backs!"
Suddenly, there was an uproar under the arena.
Everyone followed the sound.
On Lu Qingye's stage, the situation turned upside down.
Lu Qingye, who had been at a disadvantage, gradually turned the situation around.
The monks she was fighting began to retreat.
Everyone held their breath and concentrated.
"Bang!"
The monk was knocked away by Lu Qingye's vines and fell off the stage.
Suddenly there was a burst of cheers.
More than two months! Lu Qingye had at least hundreds of group matches, but he was always the one who lost.
Today, Lu Qingye finally won!
Newcomers practice Qi Perfect vs. veteran Qi Perfect!
In the past, these disciples would have been somewhat unconvinced, but they had witnessed Lu Qingye's struggle with their own eyes, and at this moment, they felt an indescribable excitement and joy in their hearts.
It's like the little disciple you watched grow up has finally become something!
Amidst the warm cheers, Lu Qingye felt a little dizzy.
She worked hard to support herself, holding the sword tightly, and stood on the ring.
She also narrowly won. At this moment, all her spiritual power was drained from her body, and her consciousness also felt a tingling pain.
Lu Qingye's standing figure swayed, but the cheers in her ears made her couldn't help but straighten her back.
She finally did it!
The sun fell on the arena, and the blood dyed the light cyan disciple's robe red. The face stained by blood stains was smiling particularly brightly.
Jiuru pursed his lips and looked at Lu Qingye on the stage without saying a word.
Fu Yichen picked up the wine gourd at his waist, took a sip of strong wine and smacked it in his mouth.
His eyes were intense, attracting the attention of Song Qingwu.
"Junior Brother Fu, you don't want to accept a disciple, right? Don't do it. A few days ago, I said it once, but you don't know that Senior Brother Jiuru was so embarrassed on the spot, and he still hasn't ignored me yet! That one Stingy old man! If you interfere again, there is no chance that he will really break up with you!"
Fu Yichen paused slightly while drinking and frowned slightly, seeming a little troubled.
"That disciple's temperament is not suitable for Senior Brother Jiu Ru."
When Song Qingwu looked at him, he immediately felt like he had met a close friend.
"That's what I said at the time, but Senior Brother Jiuru couldn't listen. I don't know when he paid attention to Lu Qingye. Anyway, when I got the news, he had been observing for a while, and it was almost an implicit decision... My guess is that he is probably his junior brother’s disciple. It is said that he has a good relationship with Ye Zhi, an elder of the inner sect, and Lu Qingye was recruited by Ye Zhizhi..."
Song Qingwu was talking about his guess when he suddenly heard Fu Yichen speak.
"Then you will not interfere?"
Song Qingwu immediately shut up.
Well, the poor and the ignorant will not die!
Although the friendship between brothers and sisters is very important, the fate between master and disciple is all about fate!
Since your heart is moved, there is no reason not to fight for it and let it go!
As for who it is in the end, it’s really fate.
There were many elders and real people watching, and of course not all of them were optimistic about Lu Qingye.
Some people like Lu Qingye's character, while others naturally don't like her character and think she is too stubborn.
However, Lu Qingye was not the only talented disciple in Yanwu Plaza, and he still allowed them to find many good seedlings.
There was only one month left before the sect competition, and some belated monks finally became anxious.
Although I feel that there is not much room for improvement in my efforts at this time, I can still comfort myself to some extent by holding on to my feet for the time being.
Lu Qingye worked even harder in the arena of Yanwu Square.
Sometimes I spend the night there.
When Hua Yinzhen heard the news, her face turned pale for a moment.
Several disciples who had been challenged by Lu Qingye were also panicked.
In Hua Yinzhen's small courtyard, several people gathered together to discuss countermeasures.
"Then Lu Qingye can't really... be like what they said, right?"
"Then what should we do?"
At this moment, except for Hua Yinzhen, most of them had no intention of fighting. They were not as good as Hua Yinzhen and did not have the dignity of a noble family.
Just to please Hua Yinzhen and stay here.
Otherwise, some of them would have found an opportunity to negotiate with Lu Qingye.
After all, according to the news, many people valued Lu Qingye and wanted to take him on as a disciple.
Among them there are some Jindan Zhenren and even Nascent Soul Zhenjun!
Hua Yinzhen's face became increasingly ugly as she listened to the discussion of several people.
A female disciple saw her expression and gritted her teeth in anger.
"Who...who knows whether the rumors are true or not? You also know that Lu Qingye is used to winning people's hearts. Those people see her talent and want to please her! Maybe when she goes to the ring, those people also want to sell her a good deal. , so I let her go, but she blew out a flower on her own!"
Of course the female disciple was afraid, but she was also really jealous of Lu Qingye.
"Moreover, our senior sister Yinzhen is also very powerful! She is also a young lady from a noble family, and those alchemy weapon arrays are not something ordinary people can possess! If there are enough alchemy weapon arrays and are good enough, they can smash a path! "
The female disciple's words made several people's eyes flicker.
Someone naturally heard the meaning of her words. The aristocratic family is still a first-class family, so they must have some methods of their own.
If Hua Yinzhen can really take action... Rather than admit defeat, of course it is best for them to win, or it is not impossible for both sides to suffer losses...
Hua Yinzhen was not without brains. She naturally understood the meaning of the female disciple's words. Although there was some provocation in them, this was also what she was thinking.
The matter has come to this, she can't afford to lose this person!
Moreover, if her father knew that she made such a bet but lost... Hua Yinzhen's face turned pale.
The Hua family wants face, especially when they are marrying the Cheng family.
