The male sword fairy in the feminist world

Chapter 1169 Contest
"Well, I'll show you around here today. You are indeed members of our Hundred Birds, so let's practice slowly now." Baicao bowed and smiled.

The birds of Bainiao are quite friendly, as expected of an ancient race, a state of etiquette, although they are in the form of beasts, they are more human like ordinary humans, polite and humble.

Xiao Ergou and Chu Qing said some polite words to express their gratitude!
This is really a place where birds live, with lush green waters and mahogany wood piles, awe-inspiring.Especially a few strings of wind chimes hanging under the eaves. With the drizzle, there are no flowers, plants and trees missing. The blue sky and white clouds have everything you need. The only thing is that there are few people to talk to, which is very lonely.

Xiao Ergou looked around, turned around to touch, and found out as he walked, somewhere a group of people gathered for private fights, shoulder throws and magic spells.

Chu Qing didn't move his eyes away, and looked at their kung fu. They all looked like humans, but they didn't come in and they were no different from humans.There are always some incompletely evolved birds, with horns growing on their heads, feathers falling from their bodies, and wings growing behind them.

A group of people were making a fuss, as if they were in a competition, and some of them bet on it.

Chu Qing looked around casually, and found that the guy who placed the most bets was a guy named Wu Hei, and he didn't even have a bettor.Lonely and lonely, it is really pale.

From the mouths of other people, Chu Qing roughly understood the details of this guy named Hei Hei. He was the proud disciple of the city lord Baique, and he was also a closed disciple. His martial arts were unpredictable. , no one can defeat him.

However, it is said that Baicao's kung fu is comparable to that of Wu Hei, but Baicao has now climbed to the position of half of the city lord, but Wu Hei has been stagnant.

The original intention was that Wu Hei was too murderous and harbored evil intentions. Apart from being respectful and obedient to the elders and the city lord Baique, he was full of displeasure and tit-for-tat towards everyone else.

He is skeptical and ruthless in his dealings with others.

Moreover, whenever a new disciple comes to the door, in order to prevent the new disciple from stealing the prestige, he must raise a contest, beat him to the ground, either die or life is worse than death, so that he will have no ability to make trouble in the future.

Chu Qing was speechless. The scheming was so deep and the methods were so insidious that even those who had competed for the throne since ancient times would feel ashamed and dare not compliment them.Very jealous to meet each other.

In the process of thinking, before turning around, Wu Hei defeated another person, and no one in the audience dared to applaud.

Chu Qing felt bored, and was about to leave, but turned his head, Wu Hei saw that there were still people ignoring him, ignoring him, extremely sad and indignant, immediately shouted at him, and asked Chu Qing to report his name.

Baicao seems to have come back to deal with the matter, and came to help: "Junior brother, don't get angry, these two people are called Chu Qing and Xiao Ergou, they are the two new disciples, outer disciples, and have not yet learned art."

The last sentence is obviously a blatant warning, don't disturb the thoughts of the two of them.

Chu Qing suddenly felt that the scene was full of gunpowder, permeating the audience.

"Let's compete with each other, how about it, juniors." Although the black face was full of smiles, it was quite hostile, and it was obvious that it was murderous. Chu Qing suddenly felt that Baicao was much better than this crow.

Do you want to compete?
"Okay, let's make a move." Chu Qing made a move, injecting spiritual energy into the air, and the space distorted instantly, and the air changed.The pressure increased, as if a heavy burden was on him.

This made everyone present breathless and begged for mercy.

Baicao's face was quite pleasantly surprised, but it was pitch-black but his face was black.

It would be a shame to beg for mercy now, or be defeated.

Chu Qing looked at them with great interest.

(End of this chapter)