The First Beastmaster of the Nine Realms

Chapter 169 The person watching the scenery is looking at you upstairs
The second round of competition also took place as scheduled.

This time, Jian Baisan's opponent is called Li Naiguang.

It only takes one glance for Jian Baisan to recognize that he is a cultivator from Xuesong Mansion.

Li Naiguang looked like an ordinary middle-aged man, dressed in black with only a blood-red rhinoceros belt tied around his waist, his eyes were a little fierce.

While walking, she was slightly unsteady, as if she had been injured and hadn't recovered yet.

The two stood still in the arena.

Li Naiguang recognized Jian Baisan, moved his lips slightly, but spat out a mouthful of blood.

The referee said: "Start!"

Li Naiguang looked at Jian Baisan deeply, walked slowly to her side, and said, "I admit defeat."

He stood still and said in a low voice, "Avenge the young master."

They became the group that ended the fastest.

The referee was also a little surprised, and said: "Jian Baisan wins——!"

The eyes of the four elders and one suzerain all moved over.

The old man Sheyang showed a hint of complacency on his face: "Jian Baisan is lucky."

Jin Li leaned softly, and said happily after hearing the words: "There is another one who is luckier than her."

It was a playing field, and there was only one person standing inside.

This person, standing inside, did nothing, looking around bored.

The suzerain frowned: "What's the matter with him?"

"Back to the suzerain," the elder of the Bailupai hurriedly responded, "his opponent suddenly vomited at the beginning of the spirit beast competition, and the opponent brought the spirit beast to the field for medical treatment, and said to come back later."

Patriarch of the Bailu Sect: "...Which sect does he belong to?"

The elder carefully glanced at his expression: "We sent it, suzerain, and its name is Lin Ye."

"At that time we defeated Tianyi Sect, and he surrendered on his own initiative."

Tianyi Sect is the latest small sect defeated by the Egret Sect two months ago.

At the same time, it was also the reward sent by Egret for this competition.

The suzerain didn't express much, but seeing that the game was over, he didn't wait for the opponent to come, so he turned his head and glanced at the old man Sheyang, and said pointedly: "Hmph, I caught him a leak."

Only the newly recruited elders from Xuesong Mansion remained silent.

There is no other reason, the disciples of Xuesong Mansion were already showing fatigue in the 32 to [-] competition.

No matter how desperate you are, no matter how hard you work, you can't compare to those powerful opponents.

One of the disciples was already in danger of life, and was rushed out by the referee, and it seemed that he would not survive.

You can see that he clasped one hand on the arm of the chair, leaving marks.

Jin Li raised his eyebrows and glanced at him, but suddenly stuffed a messenger talisman into his hand, and stroked the back of his hand with his round finger: "Why are you so sad? At night, the elders will come to sit in my peak." Sit, relax, let's talk."

Just as he was about to refuse, he saw her wave her hand, pointing at the seriously injured disciple, and said coquettishly, "You want to save that little girl, right? Come here, and I'll save her."

"……it is good."

Regardless of the fact that the game was still going on, Jin Li flicked her skirt, and Shi Shiran ran away to save someone.

Before running, he said to the Bailu faction with reason: "My disciple has already lost anyway, and your proud disciple is still on the court, so I won't make trouble for myself."

"After dealing with it, I'll go and teach my unbelievable little apprentice a lesson."

Hearing the suzerainty of the Bailu faction, the faces of the two suzerains were ugly, and they were too stunned to speak.

When the sun went down, the last group finally decided the winner.

The loser, lying unconscious on the ground, was a disciple of the Bailu Sect.

The winner of Zhong Qingzong, also covered in blood, staggered, raised his weapon and waved it to signal her victory.

Although they have won now, in fact, in such a closely connected game, it is also very important to preserve their strength.

If it was a miserable victory like this winner, even one day to recover would not be enough.

Then the next day's game will be lost after all.

Therefore, this kind of competition is also a test of strategy.

... At night, after Elder Wu of Xuesong Mansion consulted the Suzerain for instructions, he was still in a complicated mood and lingeringly arrived at Xianshan where Zhongqingzong lived temporarily.

When he entered the door, he saw a room full of disciples, Jin Li with a serious face, ranking first among them.

Seeing Elder Wu's face, Jin Li smiled: "What? It's not what you want to see?"

"Wu dare not."

"I asked you to come here for nothing else." Jin Li lazily said, "Your young master, Yan Longtian killed you?"

Li Laimiao and Elder Wu were shocked, and Elder Wu even blurted out: "Why do you..."

It was only after he finished speaking that he realized that there seemed to be a fraud, so he shut up.

"It's nothing, what happened to your young master is none of my business."

"I called you here, just to ask you."

"It seems that you have already bet your treasure on Jian Baisan?"

Jin Li didn't wait for Elder Wu to reply, and said with a smile: "You'd better go back and let your disciples learn to restrain their eyes... Don't look at Yan Longtian as if you want to eat him, look at Jian Baisan as if you are Tuo Gu. You are not as good as that little fool Jian Baisan."

Li Laimiao moved uncomfortably.

"If you don't learn to restrain yourself, then Xiong Bing'e and Chen Yanyang will see it sooner or later."

Elder Wu's heart trembled, and he thanked: "Wu is very grateful!"

"Also." Jin Li looked Elder Wu's young and sharp face up and down, and said with a smile, "At that time, if it's convenient for me, it's not that I can't help you."

Elder Wu didn't think Jin Li wanted to help him, Jian Baisan, out of kindness.

He said cautiously: "Wu is bold, can you ask why?"

Jin Li took the round fan from Li Laimiao's hand, covered her lips and smiled: "You...you are not qualified to ask."

Although the reason is very simple.

Yan Longtian is too prominent and sharp.

If a tree is beautiful in the forest, the wind will destroy it, he still doesn't quite understand it.

Otherwise, how could he really think that just because of his nepotism, he could invite them to Zhongqingzong?

They were just to see if the sapling was tall.

If they grow too tall and are too difficult to hold, then it will be a matter of little effort for them to respond to the wind.

But now it seems...someone is more suitable to be the "wind" than them.

Elder Wu immediately saluted and apologized, and wanted to leave.

Jin Li glanced at him inexplicably: "Why do you say goodbye? Go stay in the backyard."

"If you come out in less than three quarters, how can you pretend?"

A total of four disciples, two men and two women, politely brought him into an empty room.

On the third day, the third round of competition began when the sun was rising.

This round is already a real battle between the strong.

Among the original players, there may be some who got in from the group by luck.

And after two layers of one-on-one life-and-death rounds of screening, the rest is the real gold in the gold rush in the sand.

The truly cruel and interesting duel starts from this moment.

The sixteen people standing in the arena now are at least not as simple as they appear on the surface.

This time, the opponent Jian Baisan drew was a monk named He Lun.

(End of this chapter)