I rely on culinary skills to cry in the world of comprehension

Chapter 16 Don't Embarrass Yourself Here
The cultivator who brought up this topic narrowed his eyes, looked very mysterious, and even lengthened the end of his voice, "...Oh, it's not active, it's..."

"--disappeared!"

There was a sigh in the crowd.

"Oh my god, no wonder I don't know much about the last peak. It turns out that the treasure of the town is gone..."

The monk continued to say mysteriously, "You don't know that when the only senior brother who formed a golden core in their peak accompanied Ju Lan to the secret realm, his meridians were still damaged, the golden core was damaged, and he could no longer practice. .”

"God... This is too miserable. Even the only monk who has formed a golden core is gone, so what is the way out for them, the last peak, no, you said they are the only one? Then there is another one?"

Hearing this, the man laughed loudly, "Hahaha, don't talk about it, that person is even worse, her golden core was smashed by the brothers in her master's sect."

The people who listened were talking and whispering.

"Is there still this?"

"I don't understand, I don't understand..."

"The last peak is different."

The crowd was discussing comfortably, when suddenly a majestic and solemn voice came from above, "Everyone, please be quiet."

"The Sword Intent Competition is about to begin."

The monks, who were in a mess, became quiet in an instant.

Just kidding, who would dare not listen to the words of the head?
Sitting on a high place, Qiu Dingyi looked at the disciples of Wan Jianzong, and stroked his beard in relief.

Although their sect is poor, they have many disciples.

He believes that there will always be a disciple who will stand out.

Although their sect can't distribute the rich resources equally to everyone, they still have the energy to train one or two extra disciples.

He sees who is the best in this Sword Intent Competition, and he will focus on training whoever.

Take a small amount of money and medicine to smash him to death, okay!
Yan He, who was silently watching from the side, looked around and found that the venue of this competition was very large, and there was a ring big enough for monks to play the game.People can sit on the stairs on each side, and the judge who is in charge of the first test sits in front of him.

The order of the competition is determined by the individual, divided into preliminary competition, trial competition and final competition.

In the first round, half of the disciples in all 24 peaks were eliminated.

The second round selects the top fifty disciples.

The third round is to determine the top ten.

The fourth round is to determine the top three.

Their sect is poor, and there are only more than 24 disciples in the 200 peaks. Although there are only such a few disciples, it takes three days to complete four matches in each round.

The first round of competition was in full swing, and the first to appear was the most popular disciple of Wang Lianfeng in the entire sect. This person was Lu Yuanshun, who was praised by everyone before.

Holding a long sword in his hand, he stood with both hands behind his back, the wind blew his long hair, he looked like a fairy, and his voice was powerful.

"Wang Lianfeng Lu Yuanshun, who will fight?"

There were some voices of female monks discussing from below, "Oh my god, Senior Brother Lu is too handsome..."

"I don't know who can beat him..."

"I don't know who can beat him, but I know that every monk in that last peak can't beat him..."

"Hahahahaha..."

Su Changqing, who had heard all these words in his ears, had red eyes, and wanted to rush forward with his sword in his hand, but Yan He pulled him out in time.

"Don't be impulsive, just wait and see what happens."

"If you don't know him well, you will definitely not be able to beat him..."

"Let the other monks test the water first, and you observe his weaknesses and so on."

Su Changqing's doggy eyes drooped, maybe his tail drooped too, "Yes, Third Senior Sister..."

Lu Yuanshun is worthy of being the most popular disciple of their sect. Not only is he a very talented disciple of Lei Linggen, but he is also so powerful, one can kill one, and two can kill one pair.

Full of energy, the kind that never seems to run out.

Another disciple fell on the ring.

The referee sitting in front got up again and counted down, "Three—"

"two--"

"one!"

"I declare that Lu Yuanshun, a disciple of Wanglian Peak, wins."

The monks below were talking and trembling.

"Oh my god... Brother Lu is too strong!"

"I can't even count how many people he beat to the ground."

"Do we still have hope of playing?"

Yan He looked at it with great interest, and even wanted to take out a handful of melon seeds and crack them, "Hey, Fourth Junior Brother, do you see a trick?"

Su Changqing watched intently, turned back to Yan He and said, "Third Senior Sister, Senior Brother Lu Yuanshun is very strong in all aspects, but I found a rebellion in him. His left hand seems to have been injured, and he reacted a bit when using Lei Linggen." Slow, if I use his left hand as the attack point, then..."

Yan He nodded in relief, patted his skills solemnly, and handed him a big tonic pill, "Fourth junior brother, take this big tonic pill, and you're on your way."

Su Changqing: Hmm...why does it sound weird?

Standing on the stage, Lu Yuan was so arrogant that he wiped his hair from his forehead, "Who else will challenge?"

There was a lot of discussion in the crowd, but no one dared to go on stage again.

At this time, a gentle but soft voice sounded, "Qingcang Peak, Su Changqing is here to fight."

The crowd whispered, "Qing Cang Peak? Is there such a peak among our 24 peaks? I have never heard of it."

"Oh, it's the last peak with Ju Lan."

"Oh, I understand when you say that... so it's the last peak who is famous for being a woman... Hahahahaha..."

At this time, Su Zhanqing, who heard these words again, had no waves on his face, but slightly clenched the sword in his hand.

He wants to use the sword in his hand to convince them.

It is true that they have a famous eighth junior sister in their peak, but this is not the reason for them to laugh at them!
When Lu Yuan saw such an inconspicuous little character, he had a contemptuous smile on his face, and a few strands of hair fluttered in front of him. He brushed it casually, and without saying a word, he swung his sword directly. He rushed towards Su Changqing.

Su Changqing felt a strong sword's edge attacking him, shaking him back a little, and all the hairs were falling backwards, he was almost unable to hold on.

Lu Yuanshun looked at his small figure, which seemed to be crumbling under his powerful sword, and couldn't help but smile arrogantly in his heart.

He didn't even need to be serious about this kind of rookie, he just swung it a few times and fell to the ground.

The monks below also whispered to each other, looking at him with disapproving eyes.

What's more, he said hurtful, "Don't embarrass yourself here."

(End of this chapter)