This fox fairy is too inhuman

"I?"

Ren Yidao raised his eyebrows slightly, blinked and looked at Gong Yangke who was full of fighting spirit on the stage, and he didn't quite understand.

why me?
Gongyang Ke chose Ren Yidao as his opponent in the first game, which is actually somewhat unreasonable.

Because they are essentially insurance means for the three super sects, and their strategic goals are actually the same. They are all to ensure that the final champion will not be won by others, so they shouldn't fight among themselves, right?

Ren Yidao was confused when Jian Xinxin beside him raised his eyebrows and patted his shoulder lightly.

"Follow the Tao and pay attention to safety in everything."

"okay."

After turning around and seeing his senior brother Jian Xinxin, Ren Yidao, who was still a little confused, suddenly realized and figured out the reason.

Oh!
It turns out that this is the case, others have misunderstood.

Compared to a lively young man with unknown background and a steady young man who has been famous for many years, they will make choices subconsciously.

Even if the young man has shown his strength, most people will still subconsciously look down on the seemingly easy-to-talk young man, thinking that young people are the real guarantee.

This is not a deliberate discrimination against Ren Yidao personally, but a stereotype that is difficult to correct.

Compared with the bright smile of the handsome young man, they believed more in the bitterness and hatred on the young man's face. The latter was capable of beating at a glance.

Although Jian Xinxin has been hiding within the Shendao Sect these years, the reputation he gained in his early years has not completely faded away from the world.

King of Qin, a title that sounds very impressive.

Ren Yidao felt that Jian Xinxin's participation in the group competition was a bit reluctant, but others didn't think so.

They will only think that Jian Xinxin must have a special trump card, and it is not as simple as it seems.

"So, in the final analysis, these people are actually treating me as a soft persimmon?"

"Ha ha……"

After Ren Yidao figured this out, he couldn't help but shake his head and chuckle, "This is really looking down on people."

Looking at the helpless smile on his face, some people thought he was timid, and felt a sense of contempt in their hearts.

The queen, who was standing next to Zhao Yundan, the owner of Ten Thousand Flowers Valley, slightly curled her lips in a disdainful arc.

"Oh, he's just a timid guy."

Zhao Chaofeng was originally very optimistic about Ren Yidao and wanted to win over to her side.

But the previous intimate behavior between Ren Yidao and Li Qiushui was not deliberately concealed, and many people noticed it.

After it was determined that Ren Yidao had a very close relationship with the Ninth Princess, he was completely designated as an enemy by the Queen.

"..."

Zhao Yundan on the side frowned after hearing the queen's ridicule. She really didn't expect that her distant relative was so unworthy, which made her a little contemptuous.

Even though she is already a queen, she still has such a lack of wealth and vision.

Then how on earth could she stay in the palace so safely and soundly for so many years?
Are all the women in the emperor's palace idiots, allowing such a guy to sit on their heads for so many years?
Just by a face?
Or maybe Li Long just likes such an idiot woman, otherwise there would be no reason for Zhao Chaofeng to become the master of the harem for so many years...

Just when Zhao Yundan regretted agreeing to Zhao Chaofeng's cooperation, Ren Yidao, who was deemed to be timid by the queen, tapped his foot lightly and jumped onto the ring.

Compared with Gong Yangke's previous landing, which was like a meteorite hitting the earth, Ren Yidao's movements seemed to have gone to the other extreme, lifting weights with ease, exuding an elegant fairy charm.

The young man's loose white clothes were blown by the wind and fluttered in the air, like a protective dragon wrapped around his body, supporting him to land gently.

There was no trace of cowardice or confusion on Ren Yidao's body. He put one hand behind his back and stretched out the other hand forward, smiling slightly.

"Fellow Taoist Gongyang, please give me some advice."

He was never timid.

Since you want to see it, I will let you take a look.

See if I'm the musician pretending to be a fake?
Before the judges off the field could cheer, the players on the field let out a loud shout. "good!"

Gongyang Ke looked at Ren Yidao with admiration and nodded vigorously.

"Have courage! I like you!"

"Shinto Sect, in these years, finally has a junior disciple who can see through it."

"Don't worry, since you have the courage to come on stage, I will definitely not embarrass you or bully the small!"

Zhujianlu's impression of the Shinto Sect was actually not very good. He felt that the people in this sect lacked vitality, were half-dead, and were not positive at all.

But now Ren Yidao showed no shirk at all, which made Gongyang Ke very optimistic and felt that this was a rare talent.

"Younger generation? Bullying the younger ones with the older ones?"

Ren Yidao blinked, and his smile suddenly became playful, "Speaking of which, does fellow Taoist Gongyang know about Jing Yueqin?"

"You mean Lord Jing of your sect? Of course I know the name of Master Jing."

Gong Yangke was a little confused. He didn't understand what Ren Yidao meant by mentioning Jing Yueqin at this time. He thought he was trying to get closer, so he added, "But I have no friendship with her, so don't expect me to show mercy on purpose." ”

Ren Yidao shook his head: "No, fellow Taoist, you have wrongly blamed me. I just want to tell you that she is my senior sister, and she and I are of the same generation."

"Ok?"

Gongyang Ke was stunned for a moment and his eyes widened slightly.

Difficult, can't you say! ?

"So, strictly speaking, Fellow Daoist Gongyang is the junior."

Ren Yidao saw that Gong Yangke had reacted, so he nodded with a friendly smile and said the heart-wrenching words that made him even more heartbroken, "According to seniority, you should even call me...Uncle Master."

You don't respect me at all, and you don't even want to call me uncle.

"This, I..." Gongyang Ke was speechless, because looking at Ren Yidao's young face, he had never considered such a possibility.

Although in the world of immortality, strength is respected and seniority is determined based on strength, but if we have to deduct some details, the three super sects still recognize each other's seniority.

However, because the Shinto Sect accepts disciples based on fate, the same lineage may not necessarily have a new disciple for decades, while Zhujianlu accepts disciples under relatively loose conditions, so the generation gap between the two families is relatively large.

Gongyang Ke originally wanted to encourage him in the tone of an elder, but he didn't expect to feel embarrassed now.

But fortunately, Ren Yidao was not a devil. Seeing that Gong Yangke's momentum had been reduced, he took the initiative to help him out.

"It's okay. Let's just discuss each other's issues. Let's talk about it as equals."

Ren Yidao shook his head understandingly, as if he was thinking about him, "Otherwise, it would be too unfair to fellow Taoist Gongyang."

"Ahem, thank you so much, fellow Taoist." Gongyang Ke nodded gratefully and cupped his hands.

But after thanking him, he felt a little strange.

Wait, that's not right.

Wasn't this embarrassing situation caused by him?

Why do I have to thank him? ?
"...Tsk!"

Gongyang Ke smacked his lips, knowing that he could no longer dwell on this issue, otherwise he would still feel like he would suffer a loss.

Damn it, what I wanted to say before was interrupted by him and I forgot all about it.

"Cough cough!"

Gongyang Ke coughed hard, his expression straightened back to a serious look, and he continued what he said before:
"Since you haven't entered the heavenly realm yet, I don't want to use my realm to suppress you, so I decided to change the battle between you and me to another form. How about it?"

"Oh?" (End of chapter)