The competition arena during the Qi refining period.
Zhu Simeng used his sword to block the incoming attack, turned his head to the side, and the tip of the sword suddenly slid down against the opponent's sword, instantly hitting the opponent's vital part.
The male disciple who had been teasing her so proudly just now covered his abdomen with a pale face and screamed at the referee: "Admit defeat! I admit defeat!!!"
The referee announced loudly: "The winner is Zhu Simeng!"
With a buzzing sound, Zhu Simeng sheathed his sword, jumped down from the ring nimbly, and raised his head to receive the admiration of the little sisters.
"Simeng is so awesome!"
"Five consecutive wins!"
"If you win two more rounds, you will be among the top ten disciples in the Qi Refining Stage and qualify for the Four Elephants Secret Realm!!!"
The little sister's voice is really loud.
Zhu Simeng quickly held them down: "Don't be like this, everyone is very powerful, I'm just lucky."
"Where is the luck? Most of us who are not good at studying have not participated in the sect competition. The nearly a thousand people who have signed up for the Qi Refining Stage disciples are all relatively powerful people in the sect who are in the middle to high levels of the Qi Refining Stage. There are only thirty people who can win five games in a row without being eliminated! Doesn’t this mean you are great???”
Chu Simeng shook her head reservedly, glanced towards the side of the ring, and then froze.
No, why are there only so many people around to watch her in the ring?
This was different from what she thought.
She thought that with her level, she would definitely make a splash in the sect competition, and then win the favor of the Nascent Soul elders.
In fact, this is indeed the case in the plot of the original novel.
Chu Simeng was born in poverty, was able to endure hardships, and had good talents. Shao Si, the god who worked in the lower realm, was very optimistic about her, so he sent out a ray of spiritual consciousness to preach to her and solve her doubts, and taught her a lot of experience in fighting magic and alchemy in the fairy world.
She has strong fighting skills, and the number of elixirs she can refine with the same raw materials is larger and the effect is better. In addition, as a monk in the Qi refining stage, she has contracted a third-level spirit bird that is equivalent to a monk in the golden elixir stage... and other refining The competition between disciples in the Qi period is really a crushing level advantage.
So in the novel, she directly became the dark horse of this sect competition and became famous in one battle.
But in fact……
Yesterday, there were still a lot of people watching her match, but today, most of them were gone.
Every time she came down from the ring in the past few days, many disciples would come over to join in the fun and get close to each other, but not today. The group of people ran away instantly when they saw the game was over, leaving only the little sisters waiting for her.
What happened?
Zhu Simeng wanted to ask, but didn't know how.
Ask the sisters directly why no one came to hook up with her today? It's too narcissistic and doesn't fit her personality.
Unexpectedly, when she was still struggling, someone spoke up: "Simeng, are you okay? I want to go over there to see the foundation-building stage."
Another person asked: "No, you want to go see Lian Wan too?"
Zhu Simeng's hand hidden behind his back moved his fingers and slowly made a fist.
It's Lian Wan again.
Why is it always her! ! !
But she didn't show it on her face and asked innocently: "Senior Sister Lian Wan, is there a stage today?"
The little sisters were chirping.
"Yes, yes."
"A lot of people are going to see her in the ring today."
"I really don't understand what's good about Lian Wan. Isn't it just because of his family background..."
"It is said that her escape skills are top-notch. Everyone is curious about what her top-notch skills are."
"Escape? Can you laugh yourself to death?"
"What a mess."
"Okay, okay, isn't this fun? It won't hurt to go and have a look. Do you want to go?"
Several people looked at Zhu Simeng.
Zhu Simeng took a deep breath and said with a smile: "Let's go and have a look. After all, she is a senior sister who is valued by senior brother, so we might as well go and learn."
Along the way, I found that many people were rushing to the arena in the foundation building stage.
She listened to "Lian Wan", "Lian Wan" and "Lian Wan" for so long that her breathing became more and more rapid even though she was just walking.
The arena where Lian Wan was about to compete was almost crowded.
"Why are there so many people?" a little sister said, "Are you crazy?"
A senior brother next to him turned his head: "Aren't they all here to learn how to wield a sword?"
"Sword-riding? What's so good about sword-controlling?"
The senior brothers looked her up and down: "There is nothing to learn. If you want to learn, just learn. If you don't want to learn, don't learn."
Then he stopped talking to them.
The little sisters looked at each other, feeling confused.
As long as they were with Chu Simeng on weekdays, no male disciple would talk to them like this, which was really strange.
The referee brother walked to the middle of the ring and announced loudly: "The disciples we will fight in this match are Lian Wan and Feng Qingshu!"
Before the two disciples came on stage, someone asked loudly: "Isn't this Senior Sister Baili's arena? Did I go to the wrong place?"
"Sister Baili?"
"Pfft hahahahahaha!"
"What are you doing? Did I say something wrong? Why are you laughing?"
"Hahahahaha!"
"I'm laughing so hard that I can't do it anymore..."
"It's not Senior Sister Baili!"
"Huh? Then Senior Sister Baili's arena..."
"Hahahaha, it's Senior Sister Lian Wan who wields the Baili sword every day. Her surname is not Baili! Who told you this? It made me laugh so hard, hahahaha!!!"
"I even changed my last name while chatting about gossip. Who did this? Hahahaha."
It happened that Lian Wan walked onto the ring and heard it.
She glanced around and saw a young man with white skin, tender lips, red lips and white teeth. He was wearing the uniform of an outer sect disciple. He looked at a loss and kept saying "I, me, me".
She stretched out her hand and nodded seriously, and said in a deep voice: "Very good, I will remember you. Don't leave until the competition is over."
Junior Brother Xiao Xianrou pointed at himself, his face was red with his mouth agape, and he was completely stunned.
"Hahahahahaha!"
"Senior Sister Lian Wan is so interesting."
A group of people laughed endlessly.
"Ahem." The senior brother in charge of the referee pressed down with both hands, "Just be quiet, be quiet, the game will start soon, both sides are ready!"
Lian Wan and Feng Qingshu saluted each other and drew their swords one by one.
"start!!!"
With the referee's order.
Feng Qingshu charged up and released his spiritual skills, while Lian Wan jumped on the sword and hid far away in an instant.
A loud explosion sounded, and the dust and bursting spiritual energy were all isolated by the defensive formation.
When the smoke and dust fell, the vision became clear again, and everyone saw that the two people on the ring were unscathed.
Lian Wan stood in the air with a serious face, her hair and clothes fluttering in the wind, her aura was comparable to that of the one below.
"Sister Lian Wan, green duck!!"
"Senior Sister Lian Wan...run!!!"
Lian Wan dodged the second spiritual technique and just happened to catch a glimpse of the onlookers' funny looks, almost staggering at his feet.
Who is this?
What's wrong?
