I am the most petted cub in the spiritual world

Chapter 7 Accidental Advancement
Xie Lingyu stood at the door, clasping fists to Xia Xijin and the others in salute.

"Master Xia, all the elders, do you know if Xia Siqin of the noble sect can still fight?"

Xia Siqin's opponent today happened to be their Nanxing Xianmen, so he came over to confirm.

He spied the movement inside, and secretly rejoiced, it seemed that he would not be able to fight, haha.

Xia Xijin and the elders didn't expect him to come over, and he caught a glimpse of Xia Siqin's ugly face, which is fine!

The elders lined up, forming a human-shaped screen, blocking his sight.

Xia Xijin didn't rush, and responded with a smile: "Thank you for your concern, Daoist, she is fine as a pianist, and she will play later."

Xie Lingyu smiled politely, "That's good, there is still half a stick of incense before the start of the competition, and I hope Xiaoyou Xia will show up on time."

"must."

Xia Xijin and all the elders are beating villains in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Hey, a hypocrite, what are you talking about!
Xie Lingyu walks with high spirits, as long as they win this round, their Nanxing Xianmen will squeeze one more person into the top eight, eight out of three, second only to Fu Shenzong, and they will be honored.

After seeing off the spectators, Xia Xijin turned his head and said anxiously: "Quickly go and invite the patriarch of the Wu clan."

Elder Ming replied: "I'll go right away." With a click, he disappeared on the spot.

***
in a dream.

Xia Siqin fell asleep while penetrating the ninth form, not because she was sleepy, but because she was dragged into a dream.

"The central idea is not to empty everything, but to integrate all the moves in your mind!" She saw through the prank of the guide.

The guide was spread out, floating in the air, and a sentence floated out: "It seems that you are not an idiot, okay, I passed the examination, and I will show you the real Ninth Form."

The eight forms are united into one, that is, the ninth form is a perfect circle.

A villain holds a sword and dances from the first posture to the eighth posture. It is as light as a swallow. .

After the dance, the villain withdrew his sword and entered the tenth form, the wind and the sea were calm.

Xia Siqin stood upright, closed her eyes, and the sound of waves and seagulls echoed rhythmically in her ears.

The spiritual power in the body flowed according to the rhythm, and the thinner spiritual power became more and more, and the blood began to boil.

A gust of shaken Coke was about to burst through the bottle cap.

The guide floated up and down, excited, "Amazing! Better understanding than that old man, hehe~"

Besides the dream, Elder Ming has invited the head of the Wu Clan back.

After Wu Jiusi greeted everyone, he took Xia Siqin's pulse.

As soon as she got close, she suddenly opened her eyes.

The moment he opened his eyes, the air current shook Wu Jiusi away.

Everyone was shocked.

Xia Siqin's whole body is now like boiling water, one word to describe it, hot!

Immediately afterwards, seeing a group of elders surrounded the room, she almost stuck to the wall.

What's the matter? !

***
The time for half a stick of incense has come.

On the competition stage, the young disciples of Nanxing Xianmen were extremely excited.

The benefits of winning without a fight finally fell to him.

Elder Po was not there, and no one announced the results.

Xie Lingyu and the leaders of other sects said: "I would like to ask you to be a witness, this is my sect's disciples who won."

The elder of Beiji Pavilion snorted, "I'm not a referee, so I can't do it."

Although the top eight will go to the Demon Realm to die, but none of the disciples can enter the top eight, and others will make fun of them. The North Pole Pavilion also wants to keep a disciple in. The ranking does not need to be too high, eighth is enough.

Xie Lingyu wants to squeeze out their quota in the Arctic Pavilion, but there is no door!
The elder of the Qixian sect stroked his long beard and watched the excitement, because the eldest disciple under his sect was already No. 5, and he couldn't be squeezed no matter how crowded he was.

Xie Lingyu was afraid that the night would be full of dreams, so she stood up and announced, but before she could say a word, a strong wind blew up on the competition stage.

The disciples in the audience raised their heads one after another.

"Yeah, what is it?"

"Wow, it's raining plum blossoms, it's so beautiful!"

The contestants of Nanxing Xianmen raised their vigilance and held the sword in their hands to their chests.

A pink figure flew from a distance, and there were colorful figures behind her at an extremely fast speed. They crossed the pink and went straight to the viewing platform.

Xia Siqin stepped on the petals and floated down, landing firmly in front of Nanxing Xianmen contestant.

"Wow, it's Senior Sister!"

"Ahhh, the big sister is so beautiful! She's so handsome!"

The purple rays of light were like arrows, clustered around the competition platform, Elder Du appeared, "The timing is just right, the competition begins."

The white light hurt the eyes of Xie Lingyu and the others, they narrowed their eyes slightly, and when they opened them again, there was Xia Xijin in the center.

Xie Lingyu cursed inwardly: Damn it!
The gray light randomly landed on a corner of the venue. Wu Jiusi was very interested in this Xia Siqin. He, an audience member who came halfway, was surrounded by fans.

"Senior, why are you here? Didn't you never attend martial arts competitions?"

"Senior, do you still have the pill you gave me last time?"

"Senior, are you also here to watch the big sister match?"

Gossip and chatter caused Wu Jiusi a headache. He should have been on the spectator stand, but he chose to be off the stage when his head twitched!
He showed a charming smile, put his index finger on his lips, "Hush, how about watching the game quietly?"

Smiling crit, the junior sisters couldn't stand it, they were all dizzy, what he said was what he said, let's see, let's watch carefully.

"Has the elder sister made a breakthrough?"

"Ah? Didn't you just break through the first level of foundation establishment? Break through the second level so quickly?"

"It should be more than the second level, I am a second level, and I can't see the cultivation level of the senior sister."

"Wow, big sister is really awesome."

On the stage.

Xia Siqin cupped his hands and bowed: "Junior brother, please give me your advice."

The opponent was frightened by her way of appearing on the stage, and his hands and feet were useless. The sword he was holding hit his forehead with a slap, and he rubbed his forehead in a hurry before returning the salute.

"Senior Sister Xia, give me more advice."

Xie Lingyu pressed her undulating chest with a black bitter face, secretly rubbing her heart against her disciple's uselessness.

Xia Siqin took out a branch from his sleeve and used it as a weapon.

She doesn't have her own sword yet, so she can only pick a branch as a sword, but she doesn't know that this branch is also a high-grade magic weapon.

In the starting gesture, the branch goes up vertically, pointing to the sky.

Raise the back heel, cooperate with the leisurely cloud step, and jump up.

The junior brother of Nanxing Xianmen immediately pushed the sword sideways to block the tip of the branch.

When the branch touched the blade, a circle of water was stirred up.

There is the sound of water.

The junior brother suddenly saw that his saber was bent.

Startled.

The corner of Xia Siqin's mouth curled into a hook, and he stabbed the branch under the sword, then lifted it up, pulled the sword away, and punched the little junior brother in the abdomen.

The fist is not blessed with spiritual power, so it doesn't do much damage to the junior brother, at most it knocks people into a daze.

The junior brother kicked Xia Siqin's lower body, she turned sideways slightly, and dodged to the side.

The little junior splits out and sits on the ground.

Xia Siqin wanted to applaud him, he was amazing, a very qualified dancer.

The little junior didn't finish, he leaned on the ground obliquely, turned his feet clockwise, put his left hand on the ground, and jumped up.

In order to avoid the spinning kick, Xia Siqin had already retreated to the edge of the competition platform, and a single blow could knock her down.

The little junior brother saw the right moment, charged up and burst forward, and the tiger rushed forward.

　How many steps has our senior sister entered?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)