When Golden Finger Meets Salted Fish

Jiang Mo didn't doubt the system's judgment, so he only felt a lot of pressure on the continuously increasing buff on the panel. Although she is now fully committed to scoring points so that her combat power can catch up as soon as possible, but now it is the period of the Zongmen Grand Competition, let alone she has no chance to leave her senior sister and go out to score points. Don't know where to brush.

The little white tiger slept through the night with a lot of worries. In his dream, he was so worried that he lost his hair. When he woke up the next day, he clicked on the panel and saw that he had been promoted to another level. He suddenly felt that the whole tiger was not well.

The system is quite puzzled by this: "It's a good thing to upgrade the level. The host will upgrade sooner or later. How much time has been saved for taking drugs now? It seems unnecessary to worry about this?"

Jiang Mo gave it a blank look when he heard the words, noncommittal.

However, no matter how entangled Jiang Mo was in her heart, she had no chance to sneak out to score points on Tianyang Peak now, and she didn't know where to score points on Tianyang Peak. Therefore, although she lacked interest in the competition on the second day, she was still taken to Xiaolingfeng by Yun Qingyue, and Xiaolingfeng Square was as lively as yesterday.

The only difference from yesterday is that today's Xiaolingfeng Square is as lively as before, but the row of chairs on the high platform is completely empty—unlike yesterday's leader and peak leader, none of the big bosses came today .

But they didn't come, and there were benefits of not coming. The atmosphere in the ring below was obviously much more lively. Yun Qingyue and the others didn't have to follow their master to stand on the high stage for a whole day. Instead, they could walk around to see the strength of their peers. Or those who don't want to come, and would rather pay close attention to the last one or two days of cultivation, no one will care.

As soon as Yun Qingyue went out this morning, he saw that the doors and windows of the rooms on the left and right were all closed. At a glance, he knew that his juniors and sisters must be burying their heads in hard work, and they didn't plan to waste time on Xiaoling Peak today.

She wasn't surprised by this, and she didn't intend to advance and retreat with them, so after a glance, she planned to take the little white tiger out.

Just at this time, the door on the left opened with a "squeak", and one person and one tiger looked at it at the same time. Then, under the gaze of four eyes, Zhongheng's leg that just stepped out of the door froze in mid-air, and after a pause, he stepped out firmly: "Senior sister, it's so early, I'm going to Xiaolingfeng Square? Exactly, let’s go together.”

As he spoke, he walked closer and greeted the guards again. Although it was the latter's ignorance, he didn't care. He still looked at his senior sister with bright eyes, and his good mood early in the morning was not destroyed.

Naturally, Yun Qingyue had nothing to refuse, so the two flew towards Xiaoling Peak with their flying swords.

Little Spirit Peak is on the left side of Tianyang Peak, the distance is very close, otherwise it would not have been a catastrophe. At this moment, the two of them are flying swords, and they have arrived at the place in less than half a cup of tea.

There was no one on the high platform, so everyone relaxed a lot. Seeing the situation, Zhong Heng said, "Senior Sister, I'm going to look around, do you want to come together?"

Yun Qingyue had already noticed that Xiao Baihu didn't want to see her junior. Although she hadn't said anything all this time, she had no intention of bringing the two together. After listening to Zhong Heng's words, she just wanted to nod and leave, when suddenly she heard A voice came from the side: "Junior Sister Yun, I didn't expect to meet you here, who is this?"

The person who came was dressed in blue, and he was Youyi of Tiandaozong who had met once. At this moment, he was looking at Zhongheng and asked.

For some reason, when Zhong Heng saw You Yi, he subconsciously became vigilant. Originally, he was straightforward and good at making friends, but this time he came back from going out for a few years to experience the Zongmen Grand Competition, so he planned to see some old friends fight. As a result, now that You Yi came, he didn't leave, he cupped his hands casually and said, "I'm Xia Zhongheng, a disciple of Mingxia Peak."

You Yi seemed to know him too, upon hearing the words, he also replied: "It turns out that he is Junior Brother Zhong, who has admired his name for a long time." After speaking, he reported his name: "You Yi is a newcomer to the Heavenly Dao Sect, so I wonder if I can invite the two of you to go with me."

Yun Qingyue and Zhong Heng looked at each other when they heard the words, the expression in Liuli's eyes was cold, Zhong Heng knew that his senior sister didn't want to go with him.

In fact, Zhong Heng didn't really want You Yi to follow him, but now that the other party said so, he could only try to get rid of his senior sister. Immediately they greeted them with smiles all over their faces, the two brothers seemed to reach out and hook You Yi's shoulders, and said with a smile: "Oh, it turns out that he is Senior Brother You of the Heavenly Dao Sect. I have admired you for a long time. You are a guest from afar. Just follow me to watch everyone compete."

While speaking, Zhong Heng could not help but push You Yi away. During the period, You Yi tried to turn around and say something, but Zhong Heng interrupted him before he could speak, and then quickly pushed the person away.

Xiaolingfeng Square at this time was still crowded with people, there were no less people than yesterday, and the two of them got mixed into the crowd and soon disappeared.

Yun Qingyue really didn't want to deal with people from Tiandaozong, and when they met today, the way You Yi looked at her made her feel that the other party seemed to have plans. But just like what Zhongheng said, the other party was a guest from afar, and as a disciple of Xuanqingzong, she was called by the head of the sect to treat guests by name, so it was really hard to refuse. Now that Zhong Heng has taken him away, she is relieved.

Of course, Yun Qingyue was used to being cold, so these emotions were not shown. She didn't look down at the little white tiger until the two were no longer seen, "Let's go, let's take a look around too, I don't know how many capable people can be produced this time."

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The competition on the second day was still a knockout match, but unlike yesterday's Brawl, today was a defending match.

The dozens of arenas that were set up yesterday are still there today, and those who feel capable of going on stage can go up as much as they want. The first person to enter the stage starts to defend the ring, and everyone else can challenge on the stage until the person who defends the ring is knocked off the stage.

This is not a wheel battle against anyone, because the winner will still have to defend the position of the master. Regardless of the number of times the disciples challenged on the stage, as long as they have defended three rounds, they can be recorded in the book, which is considered to have passed the second round of tests. The wheel will step down voluntarily. But there are also people who still refuse to step down after three rounds, and then they are challenged again and again until they are so bruised that they have to step down to heal their injuries.

These two kinds of people represent two kinds of paths. The former will steadily advance to the top 10. The latter is a slanted sword, because there are always elders who will come to see during the Zongmen Grand Competition. If they perform well and are favored by others, they may directly ascend to the sky.

This is the case every time in the ten-year competition. This is the third time for Yun Qingyue to watch it, and she is used to it.

On the contrary, Little White Tiger was very interested. Yesterday's hundreds of people were eliminated into a mess, she really couldn't watch it. Today is fine, the one-on-one competition in the arena can be regarded as letting her see the methods of monks-although this is a group of disciples who refine qi and build a foundation, there is no such thing as moving mountains and seas, but small methods such as casting spells and objects can still be used. did it. For an ignorant tiger, these can also be seen with relish.

Yun Qingyue walked around the square with the little white tiger in his arms, and finally stopped under the arena with the largest number of spectators. This is what the little white tiger patted on the arm of the senior sister to point out. To watch the excitement, of course he wants to go to the most lively place.

As soon as one person and one tiger approached, they heard someone beside them saying: "The guard on the stage is Chu Yang from Mingxia Peak. I heard that he is an art thrower, and he has only been a beginner for less than a year. But with his cultivation level, It’s really amazing, it’s already the fifth round and I haven’t seen him come down, I think I want to take this opportunity to make a name for myself, maybe there is an elder who really likes to accept him as an apprentice, then he will reach the sky in one step.”

Oh, so they are still from Mingxia Peak, but it's a pity that they haven't seen the outer disciples. But it's the first time they've made a round of the ring, so it's no wonder so many people are watching.

The little white tiger became interested, straightened up in Yun Qingyue's arms, poked his head to look at the ring.

The arena is about one meter high, although it is surrounded by people, you can still see a little bit of what is going on on the arena. Even if the back row is really hard to see, they are all monks, it is not difficult for Yu Jian to fly in the air to see.

Of course, the situation around the arena has not yet reached this level, and the little white tiger could just see the situation on the stage when he straightened up.

I saw two people fighting in the arena, one holding a long sword, and the other swung with awe-inspiring sword aura. Seeing this, the other person raised his hand and threw out a bell-shaped magic weapon. The phantom of golden light immediately enveloped his body, protecting him tightly. Then the latter began to fight back, but he was neither a sword cultivator nor a law cultivator, and with a wave of his hand, a row of talismans hung in front of him, and he attacked the opponent with an order...

Chu Yang of Mingxia Peak is a famous sword repairman who has defended the arena for five rounds. Although he is not scarred now, the details of his clothes are inevitably damaged. But this time his luck was not very good, the talisman cultivator he met had an unusually rich family background, and in the blink of an eye he had already thrown hundreds of talismans at him.

From the direct attack at the beginning, to the precise manipulation of the talisman to form an array, another person would have been blown to shame. But Chu Yang really had two brushes, and he didn't rush in the face of this scene, and he swung his sword energy to break them one by one.

While watching the fun, Little White Tiger suddenly heard Yun Qingyue let out a slight "Huh".

She immediately looked back curiously, and saw the senior sister frowned slightly and then relaxed, then she just shook her head and said: "It's nothing."

The little white tiger hesitated for a moment when he heard the words, and was about to turn his eyes back to continue the competition in the stands, when he heard the person next to him say again: "Look at how easy he looks, this Chu Yang is going to win again. Tell me, can he defend the battle?" How many games?"

The few people around were all dressed as his seniors, and upon hearing this, someone answered, "I bet he can win at least two games."

Someone said the word "gambling", and the people around seemed to be interested in gambling all of a sudden, and each of them quickly bet on winning or losing on the stage. This one took a few spirit stones, that one took two bottles of pills, and the other took out spirit grass and spirit fruit as gambling money, and soon a small pile of messy things piled up. The value is not too high, at most it is a small gamble for fun.

Then he gambled, and all the people around were dragged into the water. A certain person turned his head and wanted to develop his fellow disciples in the back, but he met Yun Qingyue's desolate face.

None of them are disciples of Mingxia Peak, but everyone knows the major disciples of each peak, that person's expression froze immediately: "Yun, Senior Sister Yun..."