Chuanshu Shizun is a big villain

Chapter 276 Shiran comes on stage

There was no one in the Immortal Sect present who didn’t have a flexible mind. When they saw Monk Minghui from the Jingci Immortal Sect taking the lead in standing up, most of the people present felt sorry. At the same time, they thought, why didn’t I think of standing up at the beginning?

If I were the first to stand up and challenge the people from the Shaoguang Immortal Sect, would I be able to secure two points?

This is the idea of ​​playing on your own.

If he didn't play.

The behavior of Monk Jingci Immortal Sect is a bit disdainful. Before the members of Miaoyin Immortal Sect have been carried off, you jump directly onto the ring. What do you mean?

Well, people are always changeable.

Everyone wants to be a Minghui monk, but everyone despises the Minghui monk.

The elder of the Longting Immortal Sect frowned slightly and said coldly: "The contestants haven't gone down yet, what are you doing here?"

"Amitabha." Monk Minghui said without blushing and without a beating heart: "The poor monk came here just to save the precious practice time of fellow Taoists. It is a little urgent, but it is also for the sake of your Taoist friendship."

"If you fellow Taoists have time and feel that what I have done as a poor monk is a bit redundant, then I, a poor monk, am here to apologize to you fellow Taoists."

"Now that the poor monk has entered the ring, there is no reason to back down."

"If fellow Taoists are not in a hurry, I am willing to wait on the stage."

After saying that, Monk Minghui sat directly on the ground and began to meditate.

There was silence, and they communicated with each other with their eyes.

To say that this Minghui monk has Buddha nature is shameless.

About half a quarter of an hour later, Miao Keer was carried down, and the arena was restored to its original appearance by the formation. The old man from Longting Xianmen who presided over the competition said: "The competition will continue."

After hearing this, Monk Minghui instantly opened his eyes and glanced around the crowd. His last gaze fell on the empty arena of the Yaoguang Immortal Sect and said, "I want to challenge the Yaoguang Immortal Sect, poor monk."

"Shameless."

"mean."

"Dirty."

The disciples of Youxian Sect couldn't help but curse secretly in their hearts.

This Minghui monk has reached the Life Bridge realm. Judging from the fluctuations of spiritual power around his body, he should be a little weaker than Miao Ke'er, but he is not much weaker.

If Monk Minghui faced Ruan Zanzan in his heyday, he would definitely not be his opponent, but now...

Monk Minghui just laughed.

On the ring, Monk Minghui clasped his hands together and almost squinted his eyes. He didn't know whether he was asleep or something. He looked very Buddha-like.

A figure flew from a distance at about the moment Monk Minghui said he would challenge the Shaoguang Immortal Sect.

This is a beautiful figure, wearing a lavender robe, and a graceful figure, like a goddess.

"It's Senior Sister Tokiran."

Tantai Yunchuan, who had fallen into the realm and still looked a little pale, had a flash of light in his eyes.

The worried look on the pale face also disappeared without a trace the moment Shi Ran appeared.

"Shi Ran is here, our Yaoguang Immortal Sect won't be so embarrassed."

Chunyu Shaohua's cold face also showed a look of excitement. It was about their Yaoguang Immortal Sect, and even he couldn't avoid being excited.

Monk Minghui was stunned for a moment, then opened his eyes and looked at Shi Ran, a strange color flashed in his eyes.

The woman in front of him was so beautiful that her determination to practice Zen was shaken.

Monk Minghui quickly closed his eyes and quickly opened them again. His originally troubled eyes returned to calm.

Monk Minghui looked at Shiran without any hesitation for the first time.

The state of great perfection in the middle stage of the Sea Transformation Realm.

Weak. This was the first thought in the mind of Monk Minghui.

Lucky.

This is the second thought in the mind of Monk Minghui.

It should be easy for him, a practitioner at the Life Bridge Realm, to defeat a Great Perfection practitioner at the middle stage of the Sea Transformation Realm.

Monsters like Ruan Zanzan are in the minority after all.

Is not it.

Why should he get this point?

No, it should be two points.

He had decided on the points in front of him.

Ruan Zanzan has also lost his combat effectiveness. Shouldn't he get the two points from the Shaoguang Immortal Sect?

Yan Xinyue, whose face turned pale, after teaching the seriously injured Miao Keer, turned to look at a disciple beside him and said: "Why are you so incompetent? A monk knows how to seize opportunities. You are better, we Miaoyin Immortal The great situation that I had gained at a heavy price was ruined by your hesitation.”

"I'll put the ugly words here. If you don't get a good ranking in the next competition, I will let you think about your mistakes until you die alone."

The disciple of the Wonderful Sound Immortal Sect looked extremely pale and did not say a word.

On the ring, Monk Minghui threw all the messy thoughts behind him, with a faint smile on his face, and said: "Fellow Taoist, your cultivation is too weak and you are no match for me. It is better to admit defeat quickly to avoid being hurt by flesh and blood." bitter."

Shi Ran turned a deaf ear and looked at Monk Minghui calmly, saying, "Are you trying to add insult to injury?"

"Amitabha." Monk Minghui clasped his hands and said, "Fellow Taoist, I think the word "adding insult to injury is not used well. The poor monk did not add insult to injury. The poor monk just acted according to the rules."

"If you Taoist fellow Taoist really feel that the poor monk is adding insult to injury, then the poor monk is adding insult to injury."

"What you said makes sense." Shiran nodded and said, "Then you admit defeat."

"???" Monk Minghui was very puzzled and asked, "Why should I admit defeat?"

"You are no match for me." After a pause, Shiran said again: "This is a kind reminder to you."

"I'm in a hurry right now and need to go down to visit my friends. If you don't admit defeat, I'm afraid that my attack will be careless and hurt you."

"So, do you want to admit defeat?"

"Haha." Even the Minghui monk who cultivated his mind very well couldn't help laughing when he heard Shiran's words and said, "Fellow Taoist, don't be joking."

"So, you are not going to admit defeat."

"It's natural."

"Oh." Shi Ran replied casually, "Then you can go down."

After the words fell, Shi Ran waved the Kaiyang sword in his hand at will.

A ray of snow-white sword light struck at the confused and mocking Monk Minghui.

Before the look of disdain on Monk Minghui's face disappeared, it was covered by the light of the snow-white sword.

A figure wearing a cassock flew backwards, and finally landed heavily on the ground outside the ring, leaving a huge hole.

Monk Minghui was seriously injured. Without good elixirs, he would have been able to rest on the bed for three to five years.

Yes, Monk Minghui has damaged the foundation of the Dao, but it is not too serious. He can recover if he takes good care of himself.

This is the penalty for responding to a challenge.

Shi Ran ignored Monk Minghui and looked at the sky, saying, "Elder, it's time to pronounce the verdict."

"Shaoguang Xianmen, Shiran wins." "Shaoguang Xianmen gets one point."