"Zhu Bupang, win!"
"If you don't lose weight, you will win!"
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An old voice came out, and in the moment when everyone was distracted, the two Zhu Bupang who came on stage had successfully defeated their opponents, successfully ending the match they had owed yesterday.
"Alas, we both lost...!"
"Forget it, let's fight again next year, let's go!"
Li Hong and Zhang Feng got up from the ground at the same time, hugged each other's fists and saluted the fat and thin disciples opposite them, and then left the ring with a lonely look.
"Hehe, by the way! We still have the Medal of Honor!"
Simply, what makes the two of them feel gratified is that this time in the inner disciples competition, due to a combination of circumstances, they can be regarded as being in the top ten in name!
Although it cannot directly represent strength, at least this record is not something that everyone can easily achieve...
"Yeah, that's right~! Speaking of which, it's not like we both gained nothing!"
Thinking like this, the two of them were in a good mood. Not only did they not hate each other, but they were very grateful to Feng Ling, Zhu Bu Pang, Gou Bu Shou...!
"friendship first, competition later!"
During the VIP table, the man in black raised his eyebrows slightly, and his heart moved: The optimism of these two people is quite valuable, they are neither angry nor arrogant nor impetuous.
"It seems that among the outstanding inner disciples, there are not all arrogant and arrogant people!"
Feng Ling murmured to himself in a low voice. At this time, he was sitting on the left side of the haggard old man, and on his left side sat a woman in green. The other core disciples sat down behind their revered master.
"This is Biboyu...?!"
The big green chair she was sitting on exuded a faint green light, and it was soft and soft when she gently touched it with her hands. Feng Ling couldn't help but be surprised. This big chair was not only very comfortable, but also gave people a warm feeling.
Even the slight cold on the eve of winter is completely gone!
There is a fence on the VIP side of the stand. Previously, Feng Ling could see clearly only the faces of the inner disciples, not to mention that the light emitted by the big chair was very weak.
"yes!"
The gorgeous bubbles composed of light slowly dissipated. The woman in green took it for granted. After responding with a smile on her face, she also imitated the man in black and gently squeezed the soft green chair with her fingers.
"Suddenly...!" Just as he was saying this, the man in black closed his eyes in a very vague way, and a clear memory came into his mind, and he suddenly felt relieved.
Bibo Jade, a precious spiritual jade. The attribute water is often bred and produced in the Millennium Cold Pond. It not only has the effect of improving the resistance of weapons, but can also be dissolved in ghost orders to directly train the transformed weapons.
Because a single piece of jade is very thin and soft, resembling layers of overlapping blue waves, it is named after it...
According to the clone's understanding, there is a huge dark wonder in the forbidden area of the mountains of Yuqing Sect, and the source of the constant flow of water in Yuqing River all year round comes from here.
Come to think of it, the jade used to make the seats was also mined from there.
"The jade jade is piled up into a big chair, which must be at least hundreds!"
After careful observation, Feng Ling was speechless. Although these green jade are all selected defective products, they are still worth a lot of money after hundreds of dollars. It is much better than the coagulation powder and other things that were rewarded at the beginning.
Feng Ling could only sigh in her heart: Rich and wealthy!
"What a pity, what a pity...!" The man in black couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
A precious refining equipment: Bibo Jade has been found in the millennium. If its quality is good enough, it will be enough to arouse the heart of a legendary strongman.
So, what about the Ten Thousand Years Cold Pond?
There is a popular saying in the outside world:
'It has been cold for thousands of years, and blue waves are everywhere...
The rolling blue waves are no longer...rare! '
In other words, it means: in the cold weather for thousands of years, the jade is so numerous that it is no longer precious.
Only the jade that has been shrinking and evolving in the extremely cold environment for thousands of years, and finally wrapped into a dumpling shape, can be called rare!
And the jade species after the evolution of Bibo Jade,
It's called——
Water Dragon Ice Jade!
That is something that can make the heart of an epic-level ghost spirit master, and all the legendary strong men be jealous of it and fight for it!
"Alas~...!" I didn't know how precious it was before. Feng Ling had no chance to get it, so naturally he wouldn't be entangled. But when he accidentally found out, how could he be in a good mood at this time?
"Huh?" Sensing a faint and obscure mental fluctuation around him, the man with the purple gold crown frowned and secretly explored the circle. He saw that everyone was looking at the battle arena in front of them without noticing.
Immediately, Feng Tianjue squinted his eyes and had an idea. He glanced between the withered old man and the man in black with confusion. After careful sensing, his expression returned to normal.
"Are you discussing something behind my back?" Feng Tianjue murmured secretly, with a wise light shining in Feng Tianjue's eyes. Subconsciously, I thought that Elder Ling Weiyun and Feng Ling were communicating in secret.
"Suddenly, it's so dangerous...!" His thoughts were interrupted, and the man in black was horrified. He didn't expect that Feng Tianjue's realm would actually reach the level of subtlety.
Fortunately, Feng Ling's mental power was withdrawn in time, otherwise the information just obtained from the clone would have been intercepted by Yuqing Sect Master.
By then, misunderstandings will inevitably arise!
"Has it still been discovered?"
Feng Ling smiled bitterly in his heart. In the past, he had directly obtained memories through the art of external avatar, but as he became more proficient in the application of spells, he became accustomed to using mental power to communicate directly.
Ever since Feng Ling did this, nothing has happened. But unexpectedly, when he used his mental power to communicate with the source at close range, the strong man still noticed the abnormality!
The most magical thing about the external clone is that it can divide the consciousness of the person who casts the spell into a separate individual, realizing the coexistence of the main body and the clone, in order to achieve various purposes, such as "saving life".
However, after the technique of external clone is used, it is extremely mentally draining to keep a large number of memories synchronized. Normally, Feng Ling maintains real-time visual synchronization and synchronizes with a small part of his memory.
Of course, he will also carry out fixed screening and filtering from time to time for the large amount of memories stored in the avatar. After all, Feng Ling's mental power is also limited and cannot be wasted on trivial matters all the time.
In fact, this is the same as when a cultivator urgently needs knowledge in a certain area, he directly searches in the huge memory bank of spiritual consciousness.
"On the third stage, the next match is between Zhu Bupang and Xu Peng!"
An old voice was as loud as a bell, resounding through the sky. The sensitive words contained in it immediately attracted the attention of the absent-minded man in black.
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"You don't know, yesterday's game was supposed to determine the top ten.
But he didn't want an accident to happen, leading to the death of an outstanding inner sect disciple, which also reduced the number of "predetermined" places among the senior leaders of the sect.
Coupled with the newly promoted core disciple who was disqualified from the inner sect competition, the elders once again reduced their quota by one, and the final result was:
The "Top Ten Tournament" became the "Quarter Eight Tournament"!
And it turns out:
Older gingers are more spicy!
Except for two senior brothers, Zhu Bupang and Gou Bushou, who entered the second final like unstoppable dark horses, the rest of the rookie inner disciples were all defeated miserably when they faced off against several people on the inner disciple rankings. ! "
In the audience below, a young-looking outer disciple looked excited, patiently and enthusiastically telling his companions about yesterday's battle in detail.
"Hi~...! Was yesterday so exciting?! If I had known earlier, I would have come to the duel field earlier to take a seat." The outer disciple who heard this regretted it.
Then he thought of something and said: "Huh? By the way, you haven't told me yet, what kind of accident did that inner sect brother die?"
"Shhh! This has become a taboo, you can't ask!"
The disciple who spoke earlier had a nervous expression on his face and quickly stretched out his fingers to make a silent gesture.
"Ahem...!" Listening to the whispers coming from below, the four core disciples looked strange, and many elders even glanced sideways at the man in black.
Immediately, Feng Ling sat upright, where he had been lazily leaning on the big chair. After coughing, he pretended to be innocent, which made Wu Ye and others roll their eyes!
As for what happened...
Feng Ling knew it very well!
Wu Ye and others were not present yesterday and did not see it with their own eyes. They only heard that inner disciple Xue Wu was killed by a ghost stone held by a disciple.
As soon as they heard that the inner disciples held the Ghost Stone, Wu Ye and others immediately thought of Feng Ling.
Ghost Stone is a high-density energy crystal with a relatively stable internal structure. However, let alone a direct attack, even if it is subject to a certain degree of violent collision that causes internal changes, big problems will occur!
Wu Ye and others also knew this.
When almost all core disciples obtain the Ghost Stone, a dedicated elder will come and explain to them in detail the effects and precautions of the Ghost Stone.
As for ordinary disciples, not only could they not obtain the Ghost Stone, but some of them had never even heard of it, so it was naturally impossible for them to know so many inside stories!
However, Wu Ye and others guessed that Feng Ling deliberately killed Blood Five. But a few people still couldn't figure out why Feng Ling had to spend so much money?
"Is it really just for a weak and scumbag Blood Five?" The man in white was confused and couldn't help but secretly communicate with the wild man sitting next to the man with the purple gold crown.
"I'm afraid this matter is not that simple! However, since the senior officials in the sect have not found Junior Brother Feng guilty, it would be better for us to keep it under control!"
As the wild man raised his eyebrows to remind him, and feeling the solemnity in Wu Ye's tone, Xiang Qiubai glanced sideways at the man in black and nodded lightly.
Although Wu Ye and others don't know how this matter was resolved in the end.
But from the few words whispered by the two people just now, it was not difficult for them to guess that some of the senior officials in the sect had obviously issued a hush order to the disciples!
“It’s good to know how to protect yourself wisely!”
This sentence was the evaluation made by two people secretly in their hearts at the same time about the wild man and the man in white.
Naturally, Wu Ye and Xiang Qiubai didn't know that their messages had been listened to by the man with the purple gold crown and the man in black, two guys with extremely powerful mental powers.
However, what no one noticed was that someone next to Sect Leader Yuqing had a terrifying light in his eyes...
Gone in a flash!
"Zhu Bupang, I will beat you until you have teeth all over the floor today!"
Jumping onto the designated ring, the man holding the sword stood proudly, with a look of disdain in his eyes that was as disgusting as ever.
"Senior Brother Xu Peng, come on!" Waves of warm cheers and applause sounded continuously from all directions, immediately giving great encouragement to the arrogant man with unprecedented self-confidence.
On the other hand, the fat man's side was so deserted except for a small but loud voice from the VIP table that resounded throughout the entire place... pitiful!
"Don't be fat, relax your mind...!" At the VIP table, Feng Ling came back to his senses and raised his eyebrows. He saw the fat disciple with red eyes who also jumped onto the third stage with his fists clenched and his body trembling slightly, and he quickly transmitted the message. A word of caution.
With Li Hong and Zhang Feng losing to Zhu Bupang one after another, the list of the top eight has become clear.
At this time, Cheng Ye, Kuang Tu, Ye Hui, Ke Wei, Brutal Force, Xu Peng, Zhu Bu Pang, and Gou Bu Shao were left on the eight stages divided into the duel arena.
Now in this round of competition, the top three will be determined among the eight, and then the top three will use it to show their prestige, and the final "Championship Competition" will conclude!
However, before that, in order to ensure the relative fairness of the finals, the senior officials of Yuqing Sect could no longer treat the competition with the careless attitude they had in the previous few days.
So, this round is exciting! What will be adopted is: "one person versus eight games" rotating points competition system!
In other words, in this round, everyone will watch a total of fifty-six thrilling and fierce competitions!
After everyone finished one round, they were not allowed to stay for too long. They almost had to grit their teeth and rush forward to challenge the others who were also in the second round!
I have to say that this move by the senior officials of Yuqing Sect was quite ruthless, almost like a wheel battle...
There is no difference between them!
Of course, what Feng Ling admires the most is the courage of Feng Tianjue and others!
If each disciple had a different degree of injury in the previous match, then one of them would undoubtedly suffer a big disadvantage when facing the next match. If this is the case, it still cannot reflect fairness, and it is impossible for Yuqing's senior management to think of it.
Therefore, Feng Tianjue had already secretly ordered several elders to prepare a large amount of high-quality healing elixirs from the Alchemy Pavilion.
So, don’t worry about getting injured, because after the injury, you can use the method of “filling in elixirs” until you recover!
Likewise, don't worry about not having enough elixirs. Because in Feng Ling’s words: It’s definitely enough!
Move~, isn’t that right?
The harsh aroma came vaguely, and everyone who felt refreshed immediately followed the smell.
I saw a one cubic meter black ironwood box, emitting a faint blue light, lying quietly next to the kind-browed old man at the bottom of the duel field...
Quite exaggerated...
Three mouthfuls!
"Thanks for the reminder, boss!"
When Zhu Bupang came back to his senses, he was startled, and a thin layer of cold sweat broke out on his forehead. At that moment, he found the problem: he was so excited because of his "resentment".
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