There is a fairy world in my house

Chapter 358 It's not that I don't want to, but I can't!

Dou Zhengqi and Zhang Qing didn't have any enmity, and they had never even met before this battle of the Seven Saints Alliance.

The reason why Dou Zhengqi suddenly pointed his cannon at Zhang Qing, and also took advantage of the failure of the disciples of the Luoxia Sword Sect, was actually due to various reasons.

First of all, the most important thing is that Zhang Qing's strength is the weakest, he only has the cultivation level of the foundation stage, but he occupies the best house among all the disciples, which makes Dou Zhengqi and many people very unbalanced.

He obviously has no strength, but he received so much preferential treatment because he worshiped a good teacher. Many people in the sect actually complained a lot.

The second point is still one point, his master, the elder of that sect, was beaten by Nan Wudi.

It's really nothing to be beaten by Nan Wudi. The leader of a faction has been beaten countless times. Who in the faction has not been beaten?
Dou Zhengqi also knew very well that he had nothing to do with Nan Wudi, but since he wanted to avenge his master, he could only target Nan Wudi's disciples.

It is also difficult for Zhang Qing to go directly to challenge Zhang Qing's cultivation base in the foundation building period, so humiliating him from other aspects can be regarded as a small revenge for the master.

As for the third point, it is probably a kind of envy, jealousy and hatred.

Zhang Qing inherited Nan Wudi as his teacher, and had to teach Nan Wudi the top-secret Qianyuan swordsmanship. At that time, I don't know how many people were drooling with envy, and Dou Zhengqi was naturally one of them.

But very soon, they heard that Zhang Qing had given up Nan Wudi's Qianyuan swordsmanship, and stopped learning, but picked up the Luoxia swordsmanship which they despised again.

This kind of thing makes many people feel bad, wishing to replace it with their own bodies.

The Thousand Yuan Sword Art, this is already the strongest sword art in the world, don't even learn this set of sword arts, but go to learn the Luoxia Sword Art?
This made it difficult for many people to understand, and they hated him deeply.

Hate him for wasting such a good opportunity, hate him for not knowing how to cherish it, hate him...

"This matter...is not easy."

Hearing Dou Zhengqi's request, Elder Yawu wished he hadn't been here before.

Of course Zhang Qing is nothing, a mere foundation-building disciple, he usually doesn't even take a look at it.

But helplessly, the backing behind him is too strong, Nan Wudi, that is, I just think of that person, my bones all over my body seem to be aching, as if recalling the scene when I was beaten by Nan Wudi's iron fist.

Can't help but tremble all over, Elder Yawu coughed twice, just about to say a word, but suddenly saw a person standing at the door.

That person is Zhang Qing!

Zhang Qing looked at Elder Yawu with a leisurely gaze, and said with a smile, "Since Senior Brother Dou likes my room, then I'll give it to him."

Then he continued to smile at Dou Zhengqi, but he only got a cold look from the other side.

Although Dou Zhengqi got the room he wanted, this was definitely not his real purpose.

Of course Zhang Qing moved the room away so boldly, it was naturally difficult for him to find excuses to make things difficult for him, so he could only snort coldly, agree to Elder Yawu's request, and go out to find the disciples of other sects.

Although Dou Zhengqi was only at the late stage of Jindan, it was enough for him to run rampant among these disciples.

Although the other factions also have masters in the late stage of Jindan, they are still not an all-in-one enemy when facing him, and they are all defeated by him and leave sadly.

There was even a master of Jindan Dzogchen realm who defied the hidden prohibition and attacked him, but his ribs were still broken by him, and he was carried back to the room.

In an instant, Dou Zhengqi's reputation resounded throughout the entire island. Not only the disciples of various sects and sects were amazed by him, even the upper echelons of the seven sects were also amazed by Dou Zhengqi's strength.

"It's just the late stage of Jindan, but he has comprehended a rare realm, and he can leapfrog to win. Could it be that he is also a disciple with super aptitude?"

"I've never heard of such a person. Last year, the Luoxia Sword Sect accepted a disciple with super aptitude for the first time in hundreds of years. This Dou Zhengqi should only have a high aptitude."

"Can you do such a thing with a mere high-level aptitude? The Jindan Dzogchen who was defeated by him is also a high-level aptitude."

"That can only be described as genius."

Dou Zhengqi quickly became famous among the people, and someone even gave him the title of Mang Sword Immortal, because he was extremely reckless in fighting, and how many people were hurt by this rampage.

Mang Sword Immortal is Mang Sword Immortal, Dou Zhengqi doesn't care about these at all, he just knows clearly that in these few days of battles, he has defeated several disciples from other sects who were originally hidden as trump cards.

His strength has been recognized by everyone.

As for Zhang Qing who has been shrinking in the room, he can only shake his head regretfully.

It is indeed a bit difficult to enter the golden core stage, and I am afraid that this step will not be possible in a short time, at least one or two months.

Then he couldn't do it before the battle of the Seven Saints Alliance.

All the major sects have arrived, and the high-level leaders of each sect have also gathered. The start time of the Seven Saints Alliance War is naturally approaching.

As the people from the Dragon Palace began to come out to clean up the discipline, the battles among the various factions also quickly subsided and swelled up.

The official competition of the Seven Saints Alliance battle gradually began to kick off.

When a huge arena gradually rose up in the center of the Dragon Palace island, countless disciples were already sitting around it, quietly waiting for the start of the arena battle.

The first thing to be done is the competition between the new disciples of the various factions.

Since they are the weakest, they are also warming up in the early stage, and they are happy as the opening ceremony.

The people who participated in the competition among the seven major sects began to take the stage, fighting each other one by two.

The candidates for the competition are not drawn by lottery, but have rules to follow.

The strongest and the weakest match, so as to eliminate some weak people first.

In the end, the strongest group will be left behind.

And as Zhang Qing, who was only in the foundation building stage, he became the weakest member on the scene as it should be.

Therefore, the opponent he encountered was the strongest disciple in Qinglei Taoist Temple.

When the battle started, the two sides stood together on both sides of the ring. No one was interested in this battle, because in their view, it was a competition that lasted no more than three seconds.

In the viewing seats high above, Nan Wudi saw Zhang Qing slowly pulling out the long sword in his hand, couldn't help twisting his body, and smiled softly: "I won."

The people next to her cast their gazes over, a little surprised by her judgment.

Nan Wudi would never tell them that the moment she saw Zhang Qing drawing his sword, she couldn't help but think of that day when he swung the sword and cut off a strand of her hair.

She is not someone who sacrifices herself to benefit others.

Even if it's just a hair, it's still a part of your body, it's impossible for someone to cut it off like that.

Even if this person is his disciple.

Because of that sword, she couldn't dodge it.

It's not that I don't want to, but I can't!

(End of this chapter)