In fact, it is not only the handyman disciples of Qingyun Temple who need to pass the assessment. Even those with good qualifications need to go through many tests if they want to join Qingyun Temple.
Perhaps it is precisely because of this that every disciple of Qingyun Temple cherishes the opportunity.
The more precious it is, the more we know how to cherish it.
Just like in the famine years, someone had to fight for every grain of rice that fell on the ground. Nowadays, the leftover food in any restaurant is enough to feed half the village.
Gu Yuan thought that this might be the biggest difference between the Martial Arts Academy and Qingyun Temple.
After the handyman disciple left, Li Siming walked in, sat down opposite Gu Yuan naturally, picked up the chopsticks in his hand, gently shook the sleeves of his gown, looked at Gu Yuan again, and said, "Eat less. "
"Yeah." Gu Yuan nodded, "Do you think eating too much and exercising are bad for your stomach?"
"I'm afraid you'll be beaten up and vomited out later, which will waste food." Li Siming said lightly.
Gu Yuan sighed, Li Siming was still the killer who had no affection, why did he have expectations for him?
After all, I am too young...
"That's right." Li Siming was eating, and suddenly thought of something, put the chopsticks in his hand to one side, and sat upright.
As if he was infected, Gu Yuan also put down his chopsticks. The rice was still in his mouth, but he didn't chew it, as if making any movement at this moment was a crime.
"I forgot to tell you last night. Remember, in today's battle with Qingyun Temple, you are only allowed to win, not lose. Oh no, to be precise, in every battle you will face next, you must win. Victory."
Gu Yuan finally started to chew the rice in his mouth. After swallowing it, he kept raising his doubts: "Am I the one who can decide the outcome?"
Only by grasping the absolute advantage can Gu Yuan have the right to choose and decide the final result.
If you want to defeat a B-level master without using demon soul spiritual energy, you can't say it's impossible, I can only say...it requires many factors.
For example, he happened to drink three boxes of red moo and performed exceptionally well, and his opponent, Taoist Master Qingchen, had to have diarrhea for three days until he collapsed. During the fight, he accidentally stepped on the rind of a watermelon and fell it in front of Gu Yuan, grimacing in pain. I can't get up no matter what...
Otherwise, Gu Yuan really wanted to ask Li Siming why.
But before he could continue to argue, Li Siming said expressionlessly: "In short, we are only allowed to win, not lose."
Gu Yuan simply started talking. "Ah, yes, yes..."
He just listened to what Li Siming said now.
In the left ear, out the right ear.
I didn’t intend to take it seriously anyway.
Li Siming sneered and said: "Of course, you can also lose. After all, even if you lose, I can't do anything to you. Then we will continue to stay at Qingyun Temple until you win."
Gu Yuan's face changed slightly.
"This...then what if I never win?"
"Didn't I just say that? Wait until you win."
Gu Yuan thought for a while and said with a forced smile: "Captain Li really loves to joke. Even if I can stay here forever, you can't either."
Li Siming pondered for a moment and nodded: "The young man is very smart. Indeed, I can't stay here forever, but I can ask Guanzhu Chen to take good care of you. I believe he will still sell you to me."
Gu Yuan's scalp was already numb.
Looking at Li Siming's serious expression now, he was sure on the spot that the other party was not joking at all!
"It's too late..."
The sun is just right and I came to the martial arts field.
Around the martial arts field, disciples from Qingyun Temple gathered.
They also knew that two uninvited guests came yesterday, and they came to kick the mountain gate, and when they opened their mouths, they challenged their junior uncle.
"Yesterday I was guarding the door and took a look. Hey! Guess what? Neither of them are good people!" A young disciple said with joy, "I don't know why the junior uncle brought them in."
"Maybe he wants to pull him in and beat him. After all, the dogs are just behind closed doors!"
"I want to tell my uncle, you said he was a dog!"
"Hey, please wipe your kin..."
now.
In the makeshift stands.
Guanzhu Chen held a whisk in his hand with a smile on his face.
"Our Qingyun Temple has really not been this lively in a long time."
"What the senior brother is saying is, it's just that the less bustling, the better, right?" the junior brother standing behind him said with a wry smile.
"Huh? I think there's nothing wrong with this! The most common mistake this Cave Heaven Paradise sect family makes is to isolate itself from the world and shut itself down, so that the teacher's mind can be used for one's own purposes. I can also take this opportunity to let the disciples of Qingyun Temple see me. Look, how far this young man who came out of the Martial Arts Academy, the fresh blood of the Demon Suppressing Division, has grown. Only when there is comparison can there be encouragement!"
The junior brother nodded helplessly, but in his heart he hoped that Qingchen would not fall off the chain.
Now, with so many eyes staring at it, if Qingchen is really defeated by Gu Yuan, it will be a blow to the disciples of Qingyun Temple. Maybe it will not be revealed in a short time, but one day it will overthrow them. I have a strong sense of pride in Qingyun Temple.
Just like a citizen who was born in a powerful country, when he goes abroad, the moment he takes out his passport, his face is filled with pride.
"Qingchen." Chen Guanzhu muttered softly.
Qingchen walked up quickly.
"Are you ready?" Guanzhu Chen asked him.
Qingchen nodded, his eyes firm.
"Master, don't worry, this disciple will do his best."
"That's good." Guanzhu Chen nodded with a smile.
He is still very confident in himself as a disciple.
After all, he is his direct disciple. No one in the world knows how much he weighs more than he does.
In Chen Guanzhu's view, as long as Qingchen goes all out, even if Gu Yuan is Li Siming's favorite, he can still be invincible.
"Gu Yuan, you must work hard!" Fang Qiqi waved his fist at Gu Yuan.
She usually likes to sleep in, but she got up early today. As Gu Yuan's schoolmate, she stands firmly on Gu Yuan's side.
Although she and Qingchen were "ourselves" in the true sense, she knew that in this competition, Gu Yuan represented the Demon Suppression Division, while Qingchen now represented Qingyun Temple.
As a member of the Demon Suppression Division, she has absolutely nothing to do with Qingyun Temple, and she is also Gu Yuan's "senior sister".
Of course, there is another reason. In this competition, Gu Yuan is obviously at a disadvantage. In this kind of competition that is far from evenly matched, an outstanding spectator without a specific idol, Of course, I hope to achieve an upset.
Scenes like the villain's victory will always be the audience's favorite melody, and it is also the easiest to mobilize the blood in the body.
Gu Yuan slowly walked to the center of the martial arts field, looked at Qing Chen who was wearing a Taoist robe, and let out a deep breath.
Li Siming's words are still echoing in his ears.
At this moment, he was under great pressure.
Qingchen came down from the stands and looked at Gu Yuan with a serious expression.
However, his inner emotions were extremely contradictory.
