Villain: There are too many children of luck, I am so bad at it

The situation seemed to be turning in the direction Bai Feng expected.

Ye Tang kept taking out the almost endless hidden weapons and throwing them at Luo Chen. Even though Luo Chen had mastered the ruthless sword technique, he was still seriously injured by the hidden weapons.

But Ye Tang was not much better. He had many more sword wounds on his body, and even some of the wounds still had sword energy raging in them, as if he was bitten by insects.

Luo Chen wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and he stood with a sword in his hand, and the sword force on his body began to rise: "Big Brother, you are obsessed with calculations and hidden weapons every day, and I am afraid you have already forgotten the core concept of Tianjian Sect? Can you still lift the sword now?"

"Shut up, I haven't lost yet!"

Ye Tang's eyes were red and he was panting. He couldn't accept that he was forced into such a mess by a licking dog, and he couldn't accept that a trace of fear appeared in his heart.

No, he was not afraid, he was the big brother of Tianjian Sect, and he must win this battle! !

After speaking, he raised his long sword, and the hidden weapon hidden under the sword flew straight towards Luo Chen.

"You can't defeat me with these tricks alone, big brother, you lose!"

The hidden weapon was shattered by the scattered sword energy on the way, and at this moment Luo Chen's sword force reached its peak.

"Cut!"

The long sword kept getting bigger in Ye Tang's eyes, like an insurmountable mountain. All his means were useless in front of the mountain.

His body trembled, and he tried to lift the long sword to resist with his last strength.

But at this time, the long sword in his hand seemed to weigh a thousand pounds. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't lift the long sword.

Could it be that I really couldn't lift the sword anymore?

At the moment when the long sword fell, Ye Tang had only this thought in his mind.

In the end, Luo Chen's long sword was stopped by the elder. After all, this was a competition, not a life-and-death duel.

But Ye Tang's legs and feet softened and he fell directly to the ground. He didn't know when he had closed his eyes and the whole person fainted.

Luo Chen did not expect to defeat him in the sect competition. After he achieved his goal, he used his last strength to bow to the elder: "Thank you for stopping me. I was too serious."

The elder stroked his beard happily: "Swords have no eyes. It is inevitable that we can't stop in the competition. Otherwise, what are we doing here? Watching the show? Well, you should go down and rest."

Although he also heard that Zixiao Peak's Luo Chen had changed... cough, Zixiao Peak's Luo Chen had changed, but today he found that he had changed a little bit.

But it's a good thing. Our Tianjian Sect will have another sword genius.

It's time to change the eldest brother of Tianjian Sect.

Many elders have pointed out that Ye Tang did not practice swordsmanship, but was obsessed with hidden weapons. It was really not in line with the name of Tianjian Sect, but because there was no suitable candidate, it was delayed. Now it can be considered.

Luo Chen nodded, and as his tense mind relaxed, he quickly felt weak. His feet softened, and at the moment he was about to faint, he was lifted up by the elders with spiritual power.

At the same time, before he fainted, he heard the elders calling for the people from Danfeng to come and treat him.

On the other side, Bai Feng looked away expressionlessly, silently watching the notification popped up by the system.

[Ding, it was detected that the son of luck was used by the host as a tool to target other sons of luck, and successfully knocked another son of luck to the ground and humiliated him severely. Reward luck value +1000, breakthrough to Jindan cultivation (can be collected by yourself), sword fragment +1. ]

[Ding, it was detected that the host's luck value exceeded 1000, and the name display function was turned on. ]

Fuck!

Why is Ye Tang, the son of luck, so useless? Try harder! At least fight for a draw! It's just a little bit away!

Damn it! My hatred value has increased again!

When Bai Feng cursed Ye Tang that he would step on dog shit when he went out, the second competition began.

However, there was no suspense in the subsequent competitions. Ye Tang was seriously injured and unconscious, and Luo Chen was exhausted. Both of them lost their ability to fight.

Without other children of luck, other Jindan stage disciples were no match for Bai Yumo at all. The power of the immortal bone finally began to show in the Jindan stage.

"Brother, I got the first place!"

After the competition, Bai Yumo couldn't wait to trot all the way to Bai Feng's side, looking forward to praise.

"Yeah, very good, I knew you could do it."

After being hit by a thousand points of luck, Bai Feng's mood was really

It was not good, but facing the expectation of Bai Yumo, he could not ignore it, so he subconsciously reached out and touched her head.

After touching it, he found something wrong. Not to mention that the two were no longer children, it was still in public, under the eyes of others, which was really inappropriate.

He looked down and saw that Bai Yumo's face was red, but she did not stop it.

Bai Feng pretended to know nothing and took his hand back. He coughed lightly: "Okay, it's my turn to play next. You just finished playing, go and rest first."

"Hmm..."

Bai Yumo lowered her head and made a mosquito-like sound.

Hehehe~ Brother started to touch my head again...

Although she was very shy, she also noticed that Bai Feng was not in a good mood-could it be that Bai Feng saw her fighting and thought of his ordinary talent for cultivation?

Sure enough, Bai Feng still cares about his talent, right?

What should I do?

Bai Yumo began to ponder.

…

“Hey!”

A voice sounded, and Bai Feng turned his head to look.

After Su Lanqian set up the formation, she not only did not clean and comb her hair, but she looked even more haggard than a few days ago.

Without combing her hair, her long hair was scattered and lost its previous luster. She was not wearing a beautiful skirt, but a very monotonous green robe. The heavy dark circles on her face made people worry that she would faint directly.

“I will win!”

She reached out and grabbed Bai Feng’s shoulders, revealing a pair of sharp fangs, like a tiger or leopard eyeing its prey.

There seemed to be a bit of madness in the depths of those tired eyes.

Bai Feng looked at Su Lanqian like this, and suddenly felt that it was meaningless to argue with her.

"If you feel better if I lose, then..."

"Don't joke!" Su Lanqian interrupted him, and she grabbed Bai Feng's collar with more force, "Compete with me in an upright manner, I will defeat you, and I will prove that I am always above you!"

"... Then come on."

Bai Feng reached out and grasped Su Lanqian's slender wrist, separating her hand from his collar.

This guy must have a demon in his heart!

At the same time, he couldn't help but complain in his heart, isn't this too fragile? How can he reach the peak of the immortal path with such a mentality?

But think about it carefully, this is like a programming master being crushed by someone who thinks he is a junior high school student, which is indeed not so easy to accept.

Su Lanqian didn't seem to regain her sanity because of this. She took a few steps back, then turned and rushed towards Bai Feng's formation.

Without waiting for Liu Meng to say start, he rushed in directly.