Cultivation begins with a chicken

Chapter 67 Take the initiative to produce chickens! (Follow up, readers and dads!)
"Are you okay?"

As soon as she got down, Tian Xiaorou helped Tian Lu aside, leaning on a big rock, and comforted her kindly:
"Don't worry about it, isn't it just a loss, let's win it back next time!"

"Um…"

Although Tian Lu, who lost like this for the first time, was still a little unwilling, but the fact was in front of her, and she had to choose to accept it.

It's just that I feel a little uncomfortable.

At this time, Qingliu suddenly stepped forward and handed over a light red pill.

"Take it and eat it."

"This is?"

"Recovery Pill is good for the recovery of the body."

"Oh...thank you, Senior Sister!"

Tian Xiaorou took the pill for Tian Lu, and stuffed it into the latter's mouth.

A moment of effort.

Tian Lu's complexion changed from pale just now to a little blood.

Moreover, there is no need for Tian Xiaorou to support her anymore.

For this, Tian Lu cast a grateful gaze on Qingliu.

Facing the gratitude from her junior sister, Qingliu didn't take it seriously, but asked aloud:
"How is it? What's the gain?"

"Um……"

Tian Lu thought for a while, and when she was about to say something, the referee's voice on the ring suddenly reached their ears.

"Whose soul pet is this chicken?"

chicken?
chicken!
chicken! ?

The three girls turned their eyes to the ring almost at the same time.

As a result, as far as the eye could see, a tender yellow chicken who was not yet an adult swaggered onto the ring and stood opposite the boy with the hammer.

At this time, the voice of the ring referee sounded again.

"Whose spiritual pet is this?"

"Hey! Mine! I..." Tian Xiaorou greeted quickly.

But at the same time Tian Xiaorou greeted her loudly, Qing Liu's hand also grabbed her arm.

With an eager look on his face, he said:
"Don't...don't..."

"Don't what?"

Tian Xiaorou turned her head in doubt.

In the end, it was Qingliu who met him with a defeated expression.

Seeing that Qingliu was a little helpless, he said:
"You're stupid, you! The rules of the ring, you have to pass a hand!"

"It's okay if you don't agree, they can still drive your chicken out of the ring, but your promise..."

The latter words are self-evident.

Tian Xiaorou was dumbfounded when she heard that she was going to fight in the ring too.

From the beginning to the end, she never considered going on stage to fight with others.

Even if he knew that he was going to fight later, that wasn't what happened today.

"Ugh... what to do, what to do..."

Tian Xiaorou pulled Qingliu's arm anxiously, and asked eagerly:

"Senior sister, my good senior sister, is there any way not to fight..."

Just when she was in a hurry, the referee on the ring said again:

"Spiritual beasts appearing on stage are deemed to be participating."

"Who is in the audience, hurry up!"

With this shout, Tian Xiaorou became even more ignorant, with a bitter face all over her face.

After a while, with the encouragement and comfort of Qingliu and Tianlu, she reluctantly stepped onto the ring.

Seeing someone walk up to the ring again, Luo Shichen opened his eyes again, looked at him at the same level, bowed to Tian Xiaorou without joy or sorrow, and said:
"Xiaohuafeng, Luo Shichen."

"Meiling, Tian Xiaorou..."

Tian Xiaorou politely returned the salute.

But at this moment, no one knew that Tian Xiaorou was ready to admit defeat.

As long as you start a fight, you will admit defeat.

She didn't believe that the opponent's speed was as fast as her admitting defeat!
however.

It happened unexpectedly.

Just as the referee reminded the competition to start, Tian Xiaorou opened her mouth to speak.

The figure of the chicken cub disappeared in front of her.

next second.

When the figure of the chicken cub appeared again, it was already in front of Luo Shichen, the wooden hammer boy.

"bass!!"

A crisp crashing sound pulled Tian Xiaorou out of her daze.

I saw that cute and tender chicken cub, with its palm-sized chicken feet, gently slid across the wooden hammer in Luo Shichen's hand.

then.

In everyone's sight, the wooden hammer was divided into four and scattered on the ring.

"Clap."

With the sound of the wooden hammer falling to the ground, Luo Shichen also suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and then half-kneeled on the ground.

He looked at the little cock in front of him in disbelief.

"You, you, what kind of chicken are you!?"

"Cuckoo (Fighting chicken, are you afraid?)"

After landing, Lu Shan gave Luo Shichen a butt in disdain, and then walked back slowly.

This time.

The whole arena became lively in an instant.

The 'Battle Cultivator' who was able to fight hard just now was defeated by a chicken in just a few breaths.

That's 'war repair'!

A battle monk with one of the best combat strength at the same level.

It was so easy to fall on a chicken that was not even a foot tall.

Is this chicken some special breed?
People around the arena were talking about it, but the people here were basically disciples whose cultivation level was lower than that of General Qi.

limited horizons.

Almost no one could see the details of this chicken cub, except the referee Zhang Zhihao.

As a monk who has been in the pulse building state for more than 20 years, although his cultivation level is not high, he has studied some strange beasts to some extent.

So he could barely see the blood of this chicken.

Swift, Clawed, Aggressive
"Good stuff."

Zhang Zhihao shook his head lightly, then announced:

"Meiling, Tian Xiaorou wins!"

"yeah!"

After hearing the result read by the referee, Tian Xiaorou couldn't help but stepped forward and hugged Lu Shan, rubbed his face against Lu Shan's, and sighed:
"Chicken is amazing!"

After rubbing, she was ready to turn around and walk down the ring.

But at this time, the referee's voice came again.

"No.15 arena, the new champion, Mei Ling, Tian Xiaorou."

"Cultivation, high level in the mortal realm."

"Those who want to challenge can go directly to the stage."

Hearing this, the smile on Tian Xiaorou's face froze.

With a smile uglier than crying, he turned his head and asked referee Zhang Zhihao:

"Senior brother, may I not be the master of this competition?"

"improper?"

Zhang Zhihao asked with some doubts:
"Don't you want a reward of 30 yuan of spirit stones for five successful rounds?"

Lingshi?

As a rookie who has just stepped into the world of cultivating immortals, Tian Xiaorou basically has no idea about things like spirit stones in her mind.

But just when she wanted to refuse, the referee Zhang Zhihao spoke again:

"Besides, you don't have a spiritual pet."

"What are you afraid of?"

Oh yes!

Hearing the referee's words, Tian Xiaorou suddenly came to her senses.

Then nodded, and stood back again.

At this time, Qingliu and Tian Lu walked around the ring, and shouted to Tian Xiaorou on the ring:

"Junior Sister Xiaorou, come on!"

"Defend the ring! After the end, let's have a big meal!"

"Um!!"

Faced with the encouragement of the two senior sisters, Tian Xiaorou nodded solemnly.

As everyone knows, Lu Shan beside him has black lines all over his head.

It is obvious that labor and capital are fighting, what the hell are you adding to this melon?

Intuit! !

Shouldn't labor and management be encouraged and cheered on! ?

Tucao room.

A piece of rice cake suddenly stretched out in front of Lu Shan.

He looked up and saw that it was Tian Xiaorou.

can.

sensible!

Lu Shan unceremoniously bit off the rice cake and ate it slowly.

suddenly.

On the other side of the arena, a muscular man with Kong Wu came up.

After he came up, he cupped his hands to the referee and Tian Xiaorou, and introduced himself:

"Qingya Mountain, Huanghu."

"Cultivation, low-level martial arts."

"Please advise!"

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(End of this chapter)