A Guide to Rehabilitation of Broken Love in the Cultivation World

Chapter 61
According to the usual practice, before the big exam starts, head Wei will give you a few brief words.

Although he spends more than half an hour in each speech, and when he uttered the famous conclusion of "Today you are proud of Qingyunzong, tomorrow Qingyunzong will be proud of you", there will be no one at all. I still remember what he said earlier, but everyone still gave warm applause.

The head of Wei also sat down with a satisfied face amidst the thunderous applause.

The little brother clapped and said, "Have you ever been to those workshops in Qinghe City?"

I shook my head, "No."

"I've been because I picked up a little girl who worked there."

"You don't have to keep emphasizing to me how many dewy marriages you have. To be honest, I wouldn't be surprised even if you and the female monkey in the back mountain are better off."

"That's not the point," the little brother shook his head, "Now those relatively large workshops have begun to use the corresponding magic weapon to achieve mass production. They call it an assembly line, and there is a set of standard procedures. Don't you think Qingyun Does Zong also resemble those big workshops?
"In the eyes of Sect Leader Wei and those high-level officials, we Qingyun Sect disciples are no different from those produced on the assembly line.

"Graduation day is definitely very important to us. It is undoubtedly a big day in our lives, but for those people in the temple, they come here once a year, and they just think about how to get this set smoothly. The process is over.

"Because soon after we leave, there will be newcomers entering Qingyun Sect to fill our vacancy, one crop after another. Thinking about this, it makes me feel that our youth is quite cheap."

Perhaps it was because the separation was imminent, the little senior brother was particularly emotional today.

There are not a few people who are as sad as him, but after the results of the draw for the first match were announced, everyone's attention turned back to the graduation exam.

I glanced at the opponent I drew, it was a female disciple named Song Qingqing from Cuiliu Peak.

And the one who will fight the little brother is a male monk from Zixiao Peak.

The little senior brother looked confident, just glanced at the name on his hand casually, threw it aside, and then said to me, "Don't say I'm not enough brothers, if you don't save enough wins, and you happen to be able to draw me, I will I can let you play."

I was a little moved by what he said at first, but after thinking about it, even if I didn't practice hard during this period, he should not be able to beat me, and his despicable methods have no effect on me.

But I didn't expose him. After he left, I tidied up my clothes a little, and then walked towards No. [-] ring.

Because there are a large number of disciples participating in the competition this time, if they come one by one, they will have to fight until the year of the monkey, so hundreds of arenas have been set up to compete at the same time.

And that Junior Sister Song Qingqing and I were the first pair to appear in the No. [-] ring.

Song Qingqing arrived earlier than me, and she was accompanied by many people, including men and women, who should be her friends and girlfriends or something. It is estimated that their competition was arranged later, so if you have time, you can watch this first one first. one game.

At this time, several women were surrounding Song Qingqing in the center, cheering her up.

And when I walked over, handed over my Zongmen waist badge to the teacher who was in charge of supervising the competition, and then pricked my fingertips, a male disciple not far behind the blood test was still staring at me with hostile eyes .

The instructor gave me the belt card emitting blue light, checked Song Qingqing's again, then pointed to Mickey Mouse on my shoulder and said, "Is this your spirit beast?"

"No, she can be regarded as my patient and companion." I said.

"........."

The instructor was stunned for a moment, and then said again after a while, "I don't care what kind of relationship you two have, this exam cannot rely on the power of spirit beasts."

I nodded and let Mickey Mouse come down first and help me guard my luggage.

Afterwards, the instructor told Song Qingqing and me, "In the competition, you must not use non-self-made talismans, you must not let a third party secretly help you, and you must not intentionally hurt people's lives. The time limit is one stick of incense. If the score is divided, the outcome will be determined by the amount of cultivation left by both sides, do you understand?"

Song Qingqing and I nodded together, and then entered the ring one after the other.

Song Qingqing took a deep breath and drew her long sword from her waist.

It seems that her family background should be pretty good, and the saber she holds is a middle-level magic weapon, at least it costs thousands of spirit stones, and I can feel a faint feeling from the hairpin on her head and the pair of boots on her feet. His spiritual power fluctuates, obviously those two things are magical weapons if nothing else happens.

On the other hand, my side is much inferior. There are only elementary magic weapons like Qingyun in my whole body, which is not very eye-catching.

After I flashed the sword, Song Qingqing's eyes flashed with joy.

I could feel that she seemed to be secretly relieved, while her friends cheered and cheered, "Take him down, Qingqing, you can do it!"

"Let go and fight, he is not your opponent!"

"Qingqing, you are the hardest. Go to the sword hall to practice swords every day, and you will definitely win the battle!"

However, when she heard the last sentence, Song Qingqing's pretty face was reddish, and she secretly glanced at the man who had glared at me just now, and then quickly withdrew her gaze, for fear that others would notice her little action just now.

"It's time to start." The instructor on the side said.

As soon as he finished speaking, another voice sounded behind me.

The person who spoke deliberately lowered his voice and sped up his speech, so only I and one or two nearby could hear it.

He said, "I am Qian Renfeng's elder brother Xu Xuan, and Xiao Qing is my woman. If you dare to win her, hehe..."

Apart from the reasonable use of hands during competitions, the Qingyun Sect forbids the disciples in the sect to fight and fight. Once discovered, the consequences are often very serious.

And we haven't got our graduation certificates yet, so I guess his words are just to scare me, hoping that I will be timid and perform abnormally in the next competition, so as to increase his girlfriend's reputation. Odds.

It's a small trick.

But it doesn't have any effect on me. I've even tricked Master Wei before, so why should I be afraid that he won't be a big brother?

In fact, what he said went in my left ear and out of my right ear, and I didn't pay attention to it at all. In the next moment, I had already focused all my attention on the opponent.

I still attach great importance to this first battle.

Song Qingqing probably wanted to gain the upper hand with a wave of rushing, so she bit her lower lip lightly. As soon as the instructor finished speaking, she started to move, stepping on lotus steps.

The sword in my hand is drawn towards my chest!

I don't know what kind of sword technique she uses, but according to the experience and insights I have accumulated in practicing the Seven Star Sword during this period, I have already noticed that she uses the wrist and fingers to exert force in this sword.

The advantage of doing this is that the sword moves are quick and light, but the disadvantage is that the strength is relatively weak, not as strong as the strength of the body and shoulders.

Most of the sword moves are point sword and jump sword.

Sure enough, the next moment I noticed that the tip of her sword was facing upwards, as if she was planning to slash at me, but in fact she raised her wrist secretly, and her ring finger and little finger clasped the handle of the sword, ready to press down at any time.

At this time, she had already rushed in front of me, but I still stood there without moving.

This may have brought some illusion to her, and the joy in Song Qingqing's eyes became stronger.

Probably feeling that the time is ripe, she flicked her wrist, and then...

The long sword in my hand was knocked away by me.

When I put Qingyun on Song Qingqing's neck, the joy on her face didn't even completely fade away.

The whole process didn't even have time to breathe.

I waited for a while, but seeing that no one spoke, I had to turn my head and look at the supervisor who was in charge of supervision.

The latter just woke up like a dream, and hurriedly said, "In the first match, Luo Xiufeng and Zhang Xiaotian won!"

(End of this chapter)