"What kind of conspiracy are you trying to play again!" Li Chuan turned to look at the referee: "Master, she is disrupting the game, please drive her away."
Unexpectedly, Xu Daoqing said: "We really need to pause."
He raised his hand and waved away the protective shield covering the arena.
Lin Yun pointed to the sky: "Fifth Senior Brother, do you feel anything?"
"I feel it. I feel a huge ball of thunder power, which will definitely chop him to pieces on the outside and tender on the inside!" Su Zichen said passionately.
Ye Ling smiled faintly and said in a soft voice, "What a silly boy."
There was a loud "boom" sound, and thunder struck the young man on the head.
Lin Yun clicked his tongue, as if he saw a skeleton shining with lightning.
So crispy.
"It turns out it was my lightning disaster..." Su Zichen's expression was dull, and a stream of white smoke came out of his mouth.
Li Chuan, who was standing on the opposite side, instantly felt his heart go cold. He withdrew his ultimate move and retreated to the edge of the ring to avoid being affected. He also took advantage of this period to recover his spiritual power.
If this kid succeeds in getting promoted, things will get tricky.
Before the next thunderbolt struck, Lin Yun took out a stack of Vajra Talismans and the ultimate version of the Rejuvenation Pill.
"Fifth Senior Brother, here you go."
Su Zichen came back to his senses, quickly reached out to catch it, clamped the elixir between his chin and chest, and kept applying the Vajra Talisman to his body. It took him a while to finish applying it.
Successfully transformed into a little talisman.
Audience: Did he think it was wholesale? This inhumane usage is extremely hateful!
Su Zichen held a sword in one hand to resist the thunder and a pitch-black elixir in the other. When there was a new wound on his body, he would take a bite and the scorched skin would return to its original state.
Pei Zhi tugged on the girl's sleeve and said, "Junior sister, do you still have the Rejuvenation Pill from Mesk?"
"One more thing," she thought as she held a wooden basin in her hand, filled with a basin full of rejuvenation pills.
Is this called a little more?
Lin Yun brought the wooden basin to the two of them: "Brother and sister, take it yourselves."
Pei Zhi and Ye Ling each took five pills.
"Can you sell me one?" Li Chuan appeared quietly, squatting on the stage and looking at the elixir that was as black as cow dung in the wooden basin with bright eyes.
"As long as you sell it to me, everything in the past will be wiped out, and I won't seek revenge from you again."
Lin Yun stood sideways to protect the elixir: "Do you think I'm a fool? I can sell it to you, but only after the competition is over."
"Okay," he held up five fingers: "But I want five."
Pei Zhi said: "Oh, you still have to push your limits."
"Fellow Daoist Li, it's not that I don't want to sell it to you," Lin Yun glanced at him from beginning to end, and teased: "I was afraid that you wouldn't be able to wear pants after buying it. It's very cold to fly with a sword and bare buttocks. "
"Expensive?"
"It's not expensive, just one hundred thousand high-grade spiritual stones."
Even though he was mentally prepared, he was still shocked by the price. Li Chuan raised his voice and said, "Why don't you go and grab it? The fried pork liver is not as bad as yours!"
"That's why my elixir is worth this price. It can regenerate your penis if it breaks. If you don't believe me, cut it off. I will bear the pain and give you one for free to test the elixir."
The corner of his mouth twitched wildly: "I appreciate your kindness!"
His consciousness went to the storage ring, and after counting his savings, he said, "I want two."
If the spiritual stone is gone, you can still make money, but if the life is gone, it is really gone.
"Okay, come find me after the competition." Lin Yun took out one pill and kept the others.
The senior brother who was about to save the calamity for the man on the stage was suddenly struck by a strong burst of lightning.
"Boom" A big hole was made in the ground by thunder.
Su Zichen's figure disappeared from the ground, which made Wang Defa and others anxious.
Not long after, a slender hand stretched out from the edge of the pit, and the young man climbed up from the bottom of the pit.
The dog's eyes were filled with water: "It hurts so much, little junior sister, I also want the elixir."
The black elixir drew a graceful arc in the air and fell accurately into the young man's hands.
Then he sat on the ground, gnawing at the elixir, looking particularly distressed.
Ye Ling quickly glanced at the thunder that was about to form. The aura of this thunder was far more terrifying than the previous one, and the worry between his eyebrows was about to solidify.
"Fifth Junior Brother, eat big, big, big, big, big, big, big, thunder is coming!"
Su Zichen burped, raised his eyes and said: "Stuck in the neck~"
"Little Junior Sister, can you practice more comfortably next time? Forget it, this is not something you can decide."
He stuffed the remaining half of the elixir into his arms, picked up the sword and stood up, instantly regaining his appearance as a high-spirited young man.
He stretched out a finger towards the sky and said in a curved way: "Come here."
"Come here." Lin Yun also shouted.
A bolt of lightning flashed across the sky. Su Zichen had already taken a good posture, and finally found that the lightning turned around and hit the junior sister.
Pei Zhi looked at the girl with thunder arcs all over her body, covered her face and chuckled: "Little junior sister, you really don't have a long memory."
"Heaven has been so kind to me. He always answers my requests."
As soon as the words fell to the ground, the thunder that had been condensed for a long time came down with the momentum of destroying everything. It was as big as a wooden barrel.
All the monks in the audience held their breath and stared at the ring intently.
Success, rebirth, failure, the Tao disappears and the body dies!
Lin Yun kneaded the secret with one hand, and all the diamond talismans on his body surged out, surrounding the young man like a fluttering gauze.
The moment the thunderbolt hit, the talismans all glowed, shining like the morning sun shining on the earth.
Lei Zhu stopped for a moment, then pressed down again and annihilated the young man's figure.
Dust and smoke were everywhere on the stage, and lightning flashed in the thick smoke.
"Ah, bah, fill my mouth with mud." The young man's voice came from the bottom of the pit, and then a breath of Nascent Soul suddenly dispersed, filling the entire martial arts training ground.
Fierce cheers erupted from the scene.
Monks who have experienced lightning tribulations know it very well. Every time they go through a tribulation, they have to bear it with their lives.
The tribulation was over, and the competition continued in another arena.
The swords gleamed on the stage. After dozens of moves, there was a crisp sound and half of the sword fell to the ground.
At the same time, the sword blade glowing with thunder was placed on Li Chuan's neck. Su Zichen grinned with a dirty face: "You lose."
Li Chuan lowered his eyes and looked at the broken sword in his hand, which was bleeding. He felt more uncomfortable than losing the game, and his eyes slowly turned to the old man sitting in the referee's seat.
"Ah ah ah, master, you don't have a wife anymore!"
Several teasing glances were cast towards him, and a hint of embarrassment flashed across Xu Daoqing's face. He cleared his throat and said, "Okay, I'll find a better sword for you, master."
Li Chuan: "A cinnabar mole can never be compared to a white moonlight. But if it were your mountain-breaking sword..."
Before he finished speaking, the man turned into a meteor and flew away.
The old man who was still sitting just now stood up.
He snorted coldly in his heart, "You are not good at studying and yet you dare to attack your "master's wife". It seems that I will give you more bones as a teacher in the future."
He opened his mouth to announce the result: "Su Zichen of the Lotus Flower Sect wins."
His eyes fell on the young man: "You didn't break Chuan'er's sword on purpose, so there's no need to feel guilty."
But...he did it on purpose.
Su Zichen nodded obediently and walked off the stage apologetically.
Life is all about acting.
After a half-hour rest, the competition started again. This time it was a competition between the five disciples who failed to advance.
After a fierce and exciting competition, the rankings of the bottom five disciples were finally confirmed.
Lin Qingxue was sixth, Li Chuan was seventh, Pei Zhi was eighth, Shen Que was ninth, and Lu Wenshan was tenth.
Li Chuan almost went on stage with bare hands, but fortunately his master threw a sword to him temporarily.
Then comes the competition for the successful disciples, and the opponent is still determined by drawing lots.
Xu Daoqing's angry voice sounded: "Listen up, the list of finals is as follows."
"Taixu Sect disciple Baili Shaoheng fights against Lianhua Sect disciple Ye Ling, and Buddha Sect disciple Wuchen fights against Lianhua Sect disciple..."
After saying this, he hesitated, looked around, and slowly said in the expectant eyes of everyone: "Su Zichen."
"Lin Yun has a bye."
There was an uproar.
Did she eat shit, that's why she had such luck?
