Quick wear: The villain made the male protagonist cry again

chapter 119
Day two.

Zongmen Grand Competition officially opened

Xuanyuan Sect has always been the bottom of the five sects in the past, and sometimes even surpassed by other sects.

As soon as the head of the Xuanyuan faction sat in his seat, he was ridiculed by the Sirius faction.

This time Shen Muyuan taunted back unceremoniously, the two masters of the Mahayana period almost pinched each other like traders in the market.

Finally, after being violently mediated by the old monk of Foming Temple, the two sat in their seats without saying a word.

Look at the Zongmen Dabi below.

The Xuanyuan faction is mainly based on formations, and they have an advantage in team competitions, but in the previous individual competitions, they often couldn't last long.

In the end, there were very few Xuanyuan Sect disciples who could enter the finals.

But this time, they improved the formation, shortened the formation time for a short time, and increased the attack power of the formation.

It was also very stalemate.

The leader of the Sirius faction spoke disdainfully.

"Some sects are like tortoises, they only dodge."

Unexpectedly, at this time, the Wenlian formation that was being tested was completed, and the ring was full of purple light, and the very strong Kunlun disciple who was holding a hammer was standing in the center of the formation opposite him.

Wen Lian bent sideways to avoid the flying hammer, his fingers were imprinted.

"Get up."

The purple light was so bright that it surrounded all the disciples of the Kunlun School, making them unable to move.

The flesh-faced disciple laughed, and the spiritual power in his body began to circulate rapidly, breaking through the confinement of the formation in a short while.

He once again rushed towards Wen Lian with the hammer in his hand.

But he didn't want to be trapped by the formation just after taking a step.

Wen Lian seized the opportunity, soared into the air with a long sword in his hand, and stabbed at the hammered man.

"I surrender."

When the long sword was about to bayonet the strong man, the strong man made a voice that didn't match his figure at all. The voice was delicate, like a shy little girl.

The two got off the ring, and the "strong man" shyly followed behind Wen Lian: "Brother Wen Lian, you are so good, no one has ever beaten you before."

Wen Lian smiled gently at her: "Brother Su is also very good."

"Brother Su, she's a girl."

As she said that, Su Xiaohua punched Wen Lian's chest: "I hate it."

Wen Lian staggered from the beating, and almost flew out. He covered his aching chest, and quickly cupped his fists: "Brother Su, please forgive me, Miss Su, I didn't mean it."

"People don't blame you."

Su Xiaohua looked at Wen Lian with the end of her eyes, her fleshy face flushed red.

"Okay, old Shen, let me tell you why you are so crazy this time. It turns out that you have improved the formation."

The head of the Kunlu faction looked about thirty or forty years old, with a long beard reaching to his chest, with a kind demeanor, but he smiled like an old fox.

"But my Kunlun disciples are not vegetarians either."

Shen Muyuan smiled without saying a word.

until the afternoon.

It was Shen Chen's turn to play.

She was fighting against Wen Renju from the Sirius faction.

Because of Shen Chen's Tianling, many people paid attention to this competition, and Wen Renju was also a leader among the young disciples of the Sirius Sect.

He exchanged a glance with the head of the Sirius faction.

He lowered his eyes to hide the hatred in them.

His younger sister, Wen Renluo, died in the World of Warcraft Forest.

It's all because of the Xuanyuan faction's reluctance to save them.

He gripped the ring tightly in his hand.

Inside is a Gu worm that feeds on human spirit roots.

He knew that he might not be able to beat Tianling and Shen Chen.

But his purpose was not to win this game at all.

Isn't she Tianlinghe?Isn't it the pride of the entire Xuanyuan sect?
He's going to destroy that pride.

The disciples of Tian Yanzong knocked on the drum.

He shouted: "In the 120th match, Xuanyuan faction Shen Chen will face Sirius faction Wenrenju."

"Game start."

Following the words of the disciples of Tianyan Sect.

in a blink.

Before everyone could react, Wen Renju flew out of the ring like a light.

(End of this chapter)