Cheng Ling glanced at Qin Yi coldly and said, "Stop talking nonsense, just tell me what your purpose is!"
Qin Yi was even more proud and said: "There is only one Immortal Emperor in Junzifeng. Now you are making nonsense and misleading these fellow Taoists to seek refuge. It is really unbecoming and brings shame to the sect. Unless the flag is removed immediately, we will wait for you." I can’t lift it again until the recruitment is complete.”
This means that it is obviously deliberately embarrassing. All the Immortal Kings present knew that Immortal King Yunmeng was about to make a breakthrough. Generally speaking, no one would say such words. It's just that as a junior, Qin Yi can't care less about saying something arrogant.
The meaning of the words is also very clear. Junzifeng can recruit disciples, but if it wants to recruit, it can only wait until the other peaks have recruited, and it will be the turn after the remaining ones!
Cheng Ling sneered. He had no interest in recruiting disciples, but Qin Yi was so aggressive that it was a slap in the face. Not to mention that so far, Jiang Haoyang and Mu Jinrong have treated him well. Even if they have objections to Junzifeng, they can't bear to say this!
He calmly glanced at the direct disciples following Qin Yi and said, "Is this what you all mean?"
Those direct disciples looked up to the sky and laughed, but most of them did not answer. No one is a fool. It’s better to have someone do it for you, so as not to offend the entire Junzifeng!
But there are also those who don't open their eyes, it is Lu Ping, the direct disciple of the Universal Immortal King! Like Qin Yi, he was also a participant in the Jiehuotang incident. For this reason, he was beaten black and blue by Chu Yulu, and his life and roots were almost cut off. This incident has long become a laughing stock among the direct disciples.
Therefore, it can be said that he hates the direct disciples of Junzifeng to the core! Chu Yulu was very powerful in battle, and I heard that she had even advanced to the Immortal Lord stage. She was no match for her, but she was not afraid of Cheng Ling, so she just happened to attack him and let out a bad breath first!
He took a step forward and said, "Brother Qin means what everyone wants. How do you like it?"
Lu Ping didn't know that Cheng Ling had also advanced to the Immortal Lord stage. It was only strange that after returning to Junzi Peak, he concentrated on training and the news was not revealed at all.
Qin Yi was secretly happy. He knew Lu Ping's cannon temperament, and this appearance was just a chance to kill people with a knife.
Cheng Ling frowned and said impatiently: "Just talking is nothing. Since you have doubts about Junzifeng, we might as well have a fight."
"All Taoist friends want to join the Wuji Sect and want to choose a good master. Then just pull him out and leave it here. I will leave it here. There are only three of us in Junzifeng. No matter who you are, You can come up and compete directly!"
As soon as these words came out, the monks in the field suddenly became excited. Some even shouted: "Yes, what's the point of just talking nonsense! This senior brother makes a lot of sense. In the monastic world, strength is ultimately the most important thing. It can also open our eyes to the Wuji Sect's unique skills." !”
"That's right! The competition between winning and losing is the most fair! As long as whichever side wins, we will join that mountain!"
"Come on, this competition method is simple and direct, support one first!"
"Competition...! Competition...!"
"..."
The crowd was excited, and in an instant, the atmosphere in the square was extremely lively!
Qin Yi's face darkened, and he quickly scanned the circle with his spiritual consciousness. Although there were many people behind him, none of them were in the Immortal Lord stage. At most, they were in the Nine Heavens Mysterious Immortal Consummation stage. When it comes to fighting, there is really no confidence!
He gritted his teeth and shouted, "Cheng Ling, don't be too arrogant!"
"It doesn't matter if you are arrogant. If you have the ability, if you don't dare, get out as soon as possible!"
Qin Yi's face changed again. Looking at the eyes of those monks, he clearly felt a sense of contempt. He secretly regretted it in his heart. If he had known better, he would have pushed Cheng Ling into a panic. Wouldn't he be humiliating himself? As soon as his mind turned around, he suddenly thought of a plan. He raised his hand and said loudly: "Wait a minute, everyone, listen to what Qin has to say first!"
As soon as these words came out, the monks in the scene gave him face and stopped shouting. But Qin Yi knew that this was only temporary. Once he couldn't satisfy everyone, he would inevitably have to fight over the winner in the end.
He cleared his throat and said loudly: "Today is the founding ceremony of our Wuji Sect. It is really not appropriate to fight. Besides, the rules of the Wuji Sect do not allow private fights between disciples!"
"What's that? It's not a comparison of true ability, but a comparison of words. With so many mouths open, you just want to win by quantity?" Cheng Ling said with a teasing smile.
All the monks in the field burst into laughter and shouted: "Competition! Competition! Do the great Wuji Sect all win and lose by talking?"
Qin Yi secretly hated him, but he couldn't suppress the public sentiment. He could only continue: "That's not what I meant. The competition must continue, but we have to change the method!"
"How are you doing?"
"It's very simple. The competition continues, but it violates the rules of the sect. No one can use immortal energy and fight purely with physical strength. In this way, it will not hurt the harmony of the sect, but it can also determine the winner or loser, don't you think so!"
Cheng Ling sneered in her heart, Qin Yi was really thoughtful. If they really fight, these direct disciples in the field can easily defeat them based on their Immortal Lord Stage cultivation, but if they only compete with physical strength, they won't be able to take advantage!
As we all know, Junzifeng's disciples either practice swords or spells, and almost none of them practice physical fitness. But the direct disciples in the field are different. Several of the Immortal Kings are martial arts cultivators, and they strive for physical strength.
Moreover, Qin Yi also calculated that even if Cheng Ling could defeat many of his classmates, he would still be exhausted in the end. When the time comes, he can easily win if he comes on stage. While saving everyone's face, he completely knocked Junzifeng down and earned enough face for the master.
The abacus was very good, but he didn't know at all that Cheng Ling's body training was higher than that of ordinary immortal kings, reaching the sixth level of spiritual body.
However, since someone is in the first year of junior high school, he cannot avoid being in the fifteenth year. If he wants to find trouble with me, he must pay a certain price.
He pretended to change his expression and fell into deep thought, and did not directly answer Qin Yi's suggestion.
Qin Yi was even more excited and said: "How is it, Cheng Ling? Wasn't it very arrogant just now? He clamored that no matter who he was, he could get in, but he faded so quickly. Do you have any requests?"
He also specially lengthened the pronunciation of the word "Well~", and the intonation was really unbearable. Chen Yong and Xu Ying both blushed, wishing to go forward to duel now, but the other party was obviously higher in cultivation, and the third senior brother had another He didn't say anything, he was almost shaking with anger!
Cheng Ling said calmly: "So you guys are all ready to play?"
"That's natural. I just wanted to ask Junzifeng for advice!"
"In this case, you can fight if you want, but if you want to get some luck, let's make a bet. Each match will cost 200,000 sect points. Do you dare or not!"
"Two hundred thousand sect points?"
Everyone gasped, you know, a direct disciple only has 200,000 points a month. This bet is a month's profit, which is really a bit reluctant to part with.
Qin Yi's heart moved, seeing how Cheng Ling's expression looked like he was bluffing. After some calculation in his mind, even if he was allowed to win a few games, he would definitely be able to turn around in the end.
He immediately said: "Cheng Ling, stop blowing your nonsense, don't you just want to use points to scare us away? Don't be afraid, everyone, there are only three of them plus the two juniors from Luo Tianshang's Immortal Stage. How can we all fight like this?" but?"
Everyone suddenly realized that this seemed to be the case, and they might be able to earn some points from him. At that moment, everyone cheered up and said, "Okay! Two hundred thousand is two hundred thousand. No matter how wealthy you are at Junzifeng, you will lose everything!"
Cheng Ling's face turned pale, and he said with a stern expression: "Don't bully others too much. What you say is like throwing water away. There is no room for regret!"
"Haha, what I want is this effect. Not only will you be embarrassed to recruit disciples here again, but you will also have to hand over all your sect points!"
"Exactly, it was your own suggestion anyway, and you wanted to scare us away, but you got what you wanted. Now you're shooting yourself in the foot!"
"This battle must be fought. This is my disciple token. Hand over your disciple tokens quickly!"
"..."
The disciples were unyielding when they gained the upper hand, and threw out their disciple tokens one after another, as if the points were waving to them.
Cheng Ling secretly smiled in his heart, put away all the disciple tokens with a wave of his hand, and said coldly: "In that case, let's get started! Don't worry, I will keep your disciple tokens for you!"
Everyone didn't care. Under so many pairs of eyes, they didn't dare to do anything to him. Moreover, if they took away their disciple tokens, they would have something in their hands. Even if the Immortal Emperor Junzi and Immortal Emperor Yunmeng wanted to When I regain my place, I have no more excuses.
Only Qin Yi caught the hint of joking in Cheng Ling's eyes and felt something was wrong.
Cheng Ling stood up and strode forward. Everyone retreated, and soon a space of ten feet appeared. He waved his long sword and said calmly: "Whoever comes first will be the first to die!"
Lu Ping moved his right hand and directly took out a long knife. He took a step forward and said, "I'll do it!"
His concept was still at the time when he was at the Jieyu Hall. Cheng Ling was just a monk in the early stage of the Nine Heavens Mysterious Immortal. He didn't have the slightest fear at all and just slashed out with a single blow.
The only reason is that Cheng Ling's breath-condensing technique is too mysterious. After advancing to the Immortal Lord stage, in order to avoid being too abrupt, his cultivation was vague and non-existent. Unless you are a monk at the Immortal King stage, it is difficult to see his depth.
Facing Lu Ping's thundering sword, he raised his sword directly without any hesitation!
"Qiang!" Cheng Ling's physical strength was not comparable to that of Lu Ping. Even though he didn't use any immortal energy with the sword, Lu Ping still almost lost consciousness in his arm. He was horrified in his heart, and was about to retreat to prepare for another fight, but Cheng Ling's long sword came to him silently.
There was a soft pop, and there was a sharp pain in the shoulders on both sides. Two consecutive swords pierced the meridians of the connected arms. The long sword could no longer be lifted, and fell to the ground with a clang. With a pair of incredible eyes open, it seemed that everything he saw was an illusion.
Cheng Lingxiao held up a sword flower, took out Lu Ping's disciple token from the storage ring, crossed it with 200,000 sect points, and said calmly: "This sword will make you remember a little longer, and don't be fooled by others." It was a joke and you didn’t even know it. If you do it again next time, you will definitely be killed!”
He did not kill anyone. After all, so many pairs of eyes were watching, and the Wuji Sect's sect rules were not decorations. His eyes turned cold, and he glanced coldly at Qin Yi and the many direct disciples behind him, and said: "Who else wants to go next?" Die?"
