"this..."

Wang Liufu looked at the rotation of the horoscope in front of him and landed on the Shenhou Star Chart. He turned his head and looked at the side, grabbed the white jade smoke pole, and pretended to be infinite while walking. Song Fan also turned around at this time.

"Junior Brother Liufu."

In a white dress, surrounded by smoke, Song Fan, who turned into a white lotus and bloomed with a strange smile, said to Wang Liufu, who was fat and unrestrained in front of him:

"We are really destined to be. If we remember this practice correctly, there have been so many small competitions in the sects before. Among the second-generation disciples, except for Shi Rui, who has a special situation, Junior Brother Liufu is the last one, right?

Nothing is wrong.

We all have good at it and are not good at it. It is not embarrassing that my junior brother is not good at fighting. After a while, the battle begins, I will start with a gentle move.

If the junior brother can’t resist it, don’t force it. If you hurt the junior brother, it will be not good.”

"Just speak, sarcastic and sarcastic, without any teacher ethics at all. No wonder the disciples taught are worse than the other!"

Before Wang Liufu could answer, the junior sister Ruyue behind him snorted coldly and helped Wang Liufu back without mercy, making Song Fan's face suddenly become gloomy.

Wang Liufu laughed and squeezed his eyes at Song Fan in a teasing way, blocking Song Fan's vision with his fat body.

Elder Wang of the outer sect became more and more satisfied with his junior sister.

Beautiful, it can harm people.

It is even more rare to be a Taoist partner with his friend Jiang Xia, this is the real person of his own.

Looking at Song Fan, who likes to show off in front of him, his face was gloomy, as if he had eaten a few lemons, Wang Liufu felt so relieved. There had been a grudge between him and Song Fan long ago.

Then he touched his ring and said to Song Fan in front of him:

"Senior brother is right. They are all fellow disciples. It is not good to make trouble. During a fight, if Senior Brother Song can't hold on, he must surrender in time.

But don't hold on.

Of course, my senior brother has a relative watching, so don’t worry, my junior brother, I won’t make you too embarrassed.”

"Hmph, my junior brother has become sharp-tongued in the past six months of seclusion."

Song Fan snorted, grabbed the white jade smoke pole, and left with his sleeves.

Wang Liufu smiled, gave a few words to Junior Sister Ruyue, and turned around and left to prepare.

Ruyue looked back at her astrological chart, then turned her head to look at the other side. The opponent she drew was the female cultivator Liuyun, who was surrounded by flowers, and she was also a good player in the world of pretending.

The secretary and the lady reached out to dial her long hair and said:

"What a coincidence, you designed to frame the boss, right? Sister Liuyun, at that time, we must 'get close'."

"A little Qi training monk has a big tone."

The female cultivator Liuyun, who was wearing a black veil, grabbed her whisk and said expressionlessly:

"We need to see what kind of spirit can you unruly backwards become!

Here I'm busy throwing trash talk.

Something happened elsewhere.

Not far away, the fat little man Qian Duo, who was adjusting his magic weapon, also encountered the first round of provocation from his enemy. He was Song Fan's eldest disciple Luo Lin, the strong man with short hair.

He walked up to the fat man and said loudly:

"Young man, you have only been in the school for six months, right? I won't bully you, my senior brother. If you can't stand it after a while, you will surrender quickly. Everyone is a fellow disciple, and no one will laugh at you.

Safety is the most important thing in this practice.”

The fat man glanced at him.

I thought to myself that this person was not a fool, and he said generous words, but looking at his hypocritical look, it was really disgusting.

He can't even pretend, how did Song Fan teach his apprentice?

Seeing the honest little fat man ignore him, a trace of dissatisfaction flashed in Luo Lin's eyes, but he didn't say anything, but just laughed and encouraged him a few more words.

He looked like a good senior brother and then left with great strides.

"Gan Duo, do you remember what I said before, when you were in the sect, you should do me a favor?"

Jiang Xia's voice rang out in the little fat man's chip communication.

Slowly, with a hint of ease.

Lao Jiang, who was sitting on the stone platform outside, picked up a cup of spiritual tea under the shade of trees. He looked at Luo Lin's back as he left and said to Gan Duo:

"When you come on stage later, don't keep your energy. Help me beat that hypocrite, it's best to beat me to death."

"This is a bit difficult, boss."

Gan Duo's embarrassing answer said:

"Where are the three elders and guardians? He is one level higher than me. It's too difficult to kill him. Can you break your limbs?"

"sure."

Jiang Xia took a sip of tea and said:

"By the way, I cut my tongue to show punishment. You don't know how embarrassed I was by this guy's insidious trick when I first started."

"Hmm? No, boss, I'm getting started with you. Wouldn't you be killing all sides? How could you be embarrassed?"

Gan Duo asked back.

Boss Jiang curled his lips and said:

"You stupid kid, you like to tell the truth.

Do you know that your boss is a very scrupulous and revengeful person? If you speak so straightforwardly, you will offend him and give you good fruits.

Anyway, beat him up for your boss!

I'll beat you up, the boss will reward you with his own reward."

"good!"

The little fat man responded and stopped talking.

---

Half an hour later, the sect competition officially began.

The venue was in the square in front of the sect hall. Three elders activated the formation, and an egg-shaped light shield appeared, isolating the field a hundred feet a radius from the periphery.

There is a Bagua-shaped stone plate inside, which seems to be unfolding as if flying.

This thing is called "Fighting Formation".

The effect is single and lacking. After being destroyed, it only requires injecting spiritual power to recover. However, because it connects the ground veins, the destructive power of this thin light shield on the Dou array can withstand is quite amazing.

Enough the monks in the true realm can do their best, and it is impossible to injure the surroundings.

Because I said in advance that there are no taboos in this small game, the three elders were also among the three parties, each sitting on the first-grade lotus platform magic weapon to maintain the infusion of spiritual energy in the earth's veins, and at the same time ready to rescue the scene at any time.

"First game! Long Xinganduo, against Luo Lin!"

As Elder Liu Chu's low and magnetic voice echoed, as the disciples around him watched, Gan Duo and Luo Lin walked into the moving array from both sides.

He was sent into the venue in the flash of light again.

"Junior brother, surrender."

Luo Lin hugged his arms, like a master in the passionate comics. He opened his chest and tried hard to make a generous gesture, shouting to Gan Duo on the other side:

"My realm is one higher than yours..."

"Qu"

Before he could finish his persuasion, Gan Duo waved his hand to summon his blood-devoured battle beast. The big toad Afu, amid the thunderous roar, Afu, who was even bigger, hit the ground with a louder roar.

Its appearance is as fierce and domineering as before.

Purple rock barbs were covered with the body, surrounded by green smoke. The left eye was covered with blood mask and the right eye was staring at the opponent in front of him.

But it's different again.

After burning several high-level ashes that Afu has now endured, the big toad has added several magical powers. The most obvious change is that its size is twice as big as before.

Leaning there, it was like a hill ten feet in a radius and five feet high, blocking the sunlight and casting shadows into the large area in front of you, and the moment Afu appeared on the stage.

Luo Lin's figure suddenly disappeared from the spot. At the same time, the three-meter-meter-around ground was suddenly broken, and hundreds of rock spikes were created as the gravel flew across the sky. Indiscriminately, Ah Fu's frog croaked.

Just one blow destroyed one tenth of the venue.

He also completely blocked what Luo Lin wanted to say back into his throat. His figure appeared in the air. Under the bearing of the Black Hawk Wood Kit, Luo Lin's eyes shrank.

He looked at the strange beast in front of him that could control soil, water and poison, and then looked at the purple rocks and spiritual patterns on its body. He looked like a thick-skinned opponent.

Even with his true realm cultivation and the magic weapon given by his master, he would not be able to defeat it for a while.

But Luo Lin is not without wisdom.

He just pretended to be generous, but was actually a delicate person. He had traveled everywhere in the Kumu Realm and had fought with the beast masters of the Wan Beast Sect. Naturally, he knew the biggest disadvantage of this beast mastering technique.

Monsters may be difficult to deal with.
To be continued...