Pretty Sister's Super Bodyguard

Chapter 888 Shushan Sword Fight ([-])
Gouwa has a silly face, and his nose is still sucking sticky snot from time to time.

I really don't know how this kind of qualification leads to the road of cultivation.

"You eat, I have something to eat!"

Qin Feng looked at him and said with a smile, took out two pieces of beef jerky from the ring and gave them to Gou Wa.

Gouwa wiped his snot with his sleeve, and said excitedly, "Thank you, Sect Leader, the Sect Leader is really kind!"

He ate a mouthful of beef jerky and a mouthful of Lingmi porridge, with a satisfied expression on his face.

Qin Feng asked him curiously, "Gouba, do you have any dreams when you go to Mount Shu this time?"

Gouwa smirked, "Yes, I watch the fun every day and eat Lingmi every day."

"What a dream!"

Qin Feng patted his shoulder and smiled.

Just eating, drinking, and watching the excitement is a kind of realm.

On the field, the spiritual power of nearly a hundred masters was sweeping around, spying on each other's cultivation.

No one paid attention to Qin Feng's small place.

There were too many people, and he hadn't met a single acquaintance yet.

At noon, more than a dozen old men sat down on the referee's seat in the ring.

Cang Songzi, the master of Shu Mountain, entered the arena with a smile, waved his hands at everyone, and said with a smile full of energy, "All fellow Taoists from all sects and sects are polite, thank you for coming to the consecration ceremony of Lingcui Peak of our sect. As Pai said before, this time the consecration of Lingcui Peak belongs to the entire monastic community. As long as you can win the top ten in the ring competition, you can enter Lingcui Peak to choose opportunities at will. I hope everyone will pay attention to that, Lingcui Peak There is a large formation guarding Liangyi Mochen. During the sword fight in Shushan, everyone must not forcibly go over to watch. Otherwise, it will only turn into a piece of calamity!"

The disciples of the various factions in the surrounding area were all discussing for a while.

Someone mentioned that yesterday, several groups of people forcibly broke into the Liangyi mote formation, and were finally ground to powder by the formation.

Cang Songzi said so, it seems that the news is true.

He continued, "Let's talk about the rules of the competition. In the martial arts training ground, there are ten arenas. As long as everyone wins a hundred games in a row, they can directly advance to the top twenty. Of course, if it is in the arena, there is no If anyone dares to challenge you, as long as the referee announces, you can also advance directly. After the top [-] are selected, there will be a challenge match. No matter who it is, as long as you challenge like the top [-], you can directly replace him After the top [-] are selected, the top ten will be determined. Do you understand this rule?"

"Understood!"

"clear!"

"..."

The disciples of all factions on the field shouted one after another, with expressions of eagerness on their faces.

Cang Songzi finally said, "Let me remind you once again that once you enter the arena, your life will be ignored. In the arena, you can use any magic weapon, Taoism, or even heresy poisonous gas and magic skills. The referee must ensure absolute fairness, regardless of No one is allowed to interfere with the normal progress of the game, even if life is in danger! If someone comes by force, the referee team will not let it go lightly!"

When he said this, he obviously set the tone.

After this competition, there must be rivers of blood.

All the disciples who were excited and joyful on the field suddenly became more solemn.

All the disciples pondered whether to risk their own lives for a magic weapon.

After the bronze bell at the back of the ring rang, the competition started.

The disciples of each faction were finally allowed to move around freely. Everyone raised their heads and immediately surrounded the ring.

Everyone is waiting to see who will be the first to jump into the ring.

After a brief commotion, a loud shout resounded throughout the martial arts arena, "Shushan Lai really asks for advice!"

A handsome and beautiful figure appeared on the ring, with fluttering white clothes and a beautiful face.

All the disciples exclaimed, unexpectedly, it was a female disciple who was the first to stand on the ring.

Cang Songzi, head of Shu Mountain, stroked his beard and smiled, "Very good, Sanniang's disciple is very good!"

Lai Zhenzhen was the first to come to power, and finally won Shu Shan's face.

However, he was still a little disappointed, after all Du Minjun was his direct disciple.

"This child is still too cautious!"

Cang Songzi thought secretly.

Someone went up to the second ring immediately, and it was Du Minjun.

The disciples from all sects shook their heads, "Shushan disciples are full of talents, and they really deserve their reputation!"

"In this sword fight, Shushan must have won the limelight!"

Everyone focused all their eyes on the third arena. A young man in white rode up the wind, clasped his fists and smiled at everyone, "Son of the Yun family, Yun Qingyang asks for advice!"

All the people under the arena stared wide-eyed. They didn't expect that the third arena was not a disciple of the Great School.

However, the Yun family is quite famous in the cultivation family, and many people have heard of it.

Qin Feng stared closely at Yun Qingyang's face, this young man's appearance was exactly the same as Yun Feiyang's.

No need to think about it, the two must be brothers Qin.

The fourth arena jumped up, and it was Lei Zhengqing, a disciple of the Lei family.

"You still can't help it!"

Qin Feng secretly sighed, the Lei family and the Yun family are deadly rivals, they did not expect to come together.

An acquaintance came up the fifth ring. A young man with a flagon in one hand jumped onto the ring, wearing a gray sermon robe and looking cynical.

This person was exactly Mao Baiqing.

The head of Maoshan, Yu Xuanji, was stroking his beard on the referee's bench, his face full of satisfaction.

Out of the ten arenas, Maoshan finally occupied one.

As soon as Mao Baiqing went up, Yixiu and Liu Rufeng took up one of them one after another. It is estimated that they were all pushed by the old man behind, so it is impossible not to go up.

Out of ten arenas, there were only three left.

There are two in Shushan, one in Yun’s family, one in Lei’s family, one in Maoshan, one in Wudang, one in Kunlun, and none in Zuodao.

The eighth arena was quickly filled with people, who were not dressed like middle-earth monks, wearing a golden armor, just like wearing armor.

He clasped his fists and smiled arrogantly at everyone, "Mermaids in the South China Sea don't know how to ask for advice!"

The melon seed-eating monks watching below couldn't help exclaiming, "Fuck, people from overseas are here!"

"This Shushan sword fight is really a reunion!"

"..."

On the referee's seat, an old nun smiled faintly.

Qin Feng looked over, presumably she was the legendary Nanhai God nun, she looks young!
About 30 years old, with fair and tender skin, like a young woman with a shaved head, she is still very pretty.

Nanhai Shenni seemed to be able to sense that Qin Feng was peeping at her, her brows tightened and she used her divine sense to probe over her. Qin Feng was so startled that he quickly averted his gaze.

Right now, there are still two arenas left.

A long howl sounded, "Penglai Island, Xiaobai asks for advice!"

Qin Feng was startled, his eyes were fixed on the ring, he didn't expect that Penglai Island really came.

In the arena, a middle-aged man nodded slightly to Xiaobai.

I don't know if it's the owner of Penglai Island or the two elders.

The nine arenas were fully occupied, and the remaining one was extremely sought-after.

Finally, a person stood out from Zuodao, standing on the ring covered in black mist, it was Mu Feng's subordinate Ali.

Mu Feng is now at the head of the faction, so naturally he can't be the first to jump out.

The disciples of the Stinger Sect then shouted loudly, "The left protector will win, the left protector will win, the left protector will win..."

After all, Qin Feng's Bone Sect is a branch of the Stinger Sect, so he waved his arms pretendingly and shouted.

The ten arenas are finally full, and all the monks in the audience are eager to try, and they can't wait to show off in the Taoism of the world!
(End of this chapter)