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Chapter 86: Cruel

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    "Hmph, it's just a trick of the third kind. Which nun just picks up other people's ass and kicks it." Another Jindan monk snorted coldly.

    "Do you want her to kick your nephew's lumbar spine off?" the former asked coldly.

    "My Junior Sister Lin is also kind-hearted, otherwise, that Liu Ye would not be able to get out of bed for at least ten days and a half months." Master Mingxuan said flatly, thinking that Liu Ye's elders are so ignorant of good and evil, it really messed Lin up.  The whole heart of the junior sister.

    "You,,," the latter said they were so choked that he couldn't speak. In fact, he was even more angry with Liu Ye. He finally arranged for him to fight Lin Ning in the first round, and wanted him to eliminate Lin Ning. He didn't expect him to do so  Unfortunately, she was kicked off the ring by a female cultivator who had just entered the twelfth level of Qi training.

    "Junior Sister Lin, you are so strong!" Yunxia ran over and gave her a bear hug.

    "Congratulations to Junior Sister Lin for successfully advancing to the next level." Two Qi training period disciples of Feixia Peak also came over to congratulate her.

    "Thank you Senior Sister Yun, Senior Brother He, and Senior Brother Wei." Lin Ning also cupped her fists in return. She seldom interacted with He Dong and Wei Hong, but they were the disciples of her second senior uncle, and they were considered a family. They handed out olive branches  , she has no reason not to continue.

    "Senior Brother and Senior Sister, what are your numbers?" Lin Ning looked at them and asked.

    "Our number is late, the game is going to go tomorrow, now go there to watch the game of the foundation period?" Yunxia put her arms around Lin Ning's shoulders and was about to go to another hall.

    There are three halls A, B, and C in the Martial Arts Arena. During the big competition, the Qi training period and the foundation building period are respectively in Hall B and Hall A, and Hall C is reserved for each hall. There are twenty rings in each hall.

    "Okay." Lin Ning readily agreed. Among the disciples in the qi training period, there were no good friends who wanted to participate in the competition, but in the foundation building period, there were three senior brothers, elder brothers, Tian Zhi, etc., and they didn't know what their lottery numbers were.  Location.

    "Third Senior Brother, Senior Brother Tian, ??Senior Brother Min, Big Brother, and Uncle Lu, you are all here." Lin Ning, Yun Xia, and the others walked out of the hall together, and saw Lu Ming and others standing at the entrance of the hall, holding number plates in their hands  , it seems that they have just drawn lots not long ago.

    "Well, when will Junior Sister start the competition?" Lu Ming nodded slightly.

    "My round of competition is over. Senior Sister Yun and the others will have to wait until tomorrow. Let's come over to watch your competition, Senior Brother."

    "It seems that the little senior sister won this easily."

    "Yes, Junior Sister Lin kicked Qifeng's Liu Ye off the ring with two moves. It's really chic." Yunxia said proudly, as if she was the one who won.

    "We have to wait a while, but your brother is coming soon, let's go to watch the game." After Lu Ming finished speaking, he walked into the hall. It's good to watch other people's games if you have nothing to do.

    For two days in a row, Lin Ning was watching the games of the monks who built the foundation, watched the games of monks from all walks of life, and watched them use magic weapons and spells, especially those monks who were in the middle and late stages of foundation building.  , Everyone has their own characteristics, and such a good opportunity is only available during the martial arts competition. She cherishes it very much. In the past two days, she has learned a lot.

    "Junior Sister, let's go back, we have a competition tomorrow." Lu Ming and the others finished the competition yesterday, and all of them entered the next round. However, like Lin Ning, they didn't stay at home to practice, and they still watched it here.  Others compete.

    In the third round, Lin Ning suddenly got the top lottery, because the competition was coming soon, she did not go to the competition hall of the foundation period, but watched the competition of the Qi training period here.

    In the match between Nan Mingyang of Qifeng and Ma Yu of Lingjian Peak, Nan Mingyang cut off Ma Yu's right arm fiercely, and Ma Yu's sword cultivation path was cut off from then on.

    "The disciple of Qifeng is really ruthless. He seriously injured the disciple of Lingdan Peak yesterday, and today he seriously injured the disciple of Lingjian Peak." Someone was very shameless of Qifeng's arrogance.

    "Then Nan Mingyang's cultivation base is higher than Ma Yu's, and he has more magic weapons. Ma Yu has been injured, and he has withdrawn from the battle circle to admit defeat. He even cut off his arm. It is really not a gentleman."

    "I heard that the foundation building period is also the same. Yesterday, Liu Qian abused his opponent to the point of being out of shape. It's better to be the masters, uncles and sisters of Yuzhu Peak, who never hurt people easily."

    "How can people from Qifeng compare with people from Yuzhu Peak? People from Qifeng rely on their ability to refine weapons and run rampant in the sect, while people from Yuzhu Peak are much more low-key. If you don't go out to practice, you just practice at home.  Don't argue with the disciples in the sect."

    "It's just that I messed with them, and they are quite fierce. Last time, Daoist Wuyou leveled the tiger-shaped mountain with two juniors. I heard that they didn't even leave a blade of grass for them, and the disciples who committed crimes sent them away.  Entered the Cliff of Thoughts."

    "That's why they deserve it. They even robbed the disciples of their own sect. If it were me, I wouldn't let them go until they were beaten half to death."

      "No. 119 vs. No. 120."

    Lin Ning jumped onto the ring, and her opponent jumped onto the ring almost at the same time as her. A female cultivator in her twenties, wearing a light green cassock.

    "Lin Ning of Jade Bamboo Peak." Lin Ning hugged her.

    "Fuhufeng Xiao Mei, please." Xiao Mei returned the gift indifferently. After speaking, a fire dragon with thick arms attacked Lin Ning's face.

    Lin Ning's reaction was not slow either. With a move of her hands, a thick ice shield blocked her face, preventing the fire dragon from getting an inch. Then she slapped the storage bag, and the Ziyang Sword was in her hands.

    "Spring breeze and autumn rain!" The Ziyang sword whizzed out, and for a moment, there was a strong wind on the ring, and the raindrops as big as beans fell densely, and small holes the size of beans were smashed on the ring.

    Xiao Mei used the mountain-fixing technique to stabilize her body. She was fine with the protection of the cassock on her body, but her face and hands were hurt by the raindrops like stones, so she had to prop up the protective cover.

    Xiao Mei was still fighting against the wind and rain, but when Lin Ning threw it with his left hand, a few iron thorns and seeds quietly fell on her feet. Soon, the iron thorns grew out and entangled Xiao Mei's feet.

    Xiao Mei took out the flying sword and slashed at the iron thorns, but Lin Ning rushed forward before she cut off the iron thorns. The Ziyang sword was already on her neck. So far, Xiao Mei has no power to recover.

    "Lin Ningsheng of Yuzhu Peak." The referee announced loudly.

    "I didn't expect Xuantian swordsmanship to be so useful." The audience below murmured in response.

    "If Daoist Jindan used it like this, wouldn't the strong wind blow people away? And the raindrops, if it was as big as an egg, wouldn't it be more enjoyable to hit people?"

    "Well, as long as you have enough true energy, it should work."

    And on the rostrum, several Jindan real people also talked about this game.

    "Brother Mingxuan, your sister Lin is really good. It's only been a little over half a year since she entered your Yuzhu Peak, and she has practiced Xuantian swordsmanship to this level."

    "What's the matter? She only practiced the ninth level of qi at the beginning, and now she has already trained the twelfth level of qi. It can be seen that her understanding is good, coupled with my master's careful teaching, it is not difficult to practice to this level." Master Mingxuan said.  He was humble, but there was a little pride in his eyes.

    "Zhenjun Jingyu really has good intentions for this little apprentice." The former nodded and said yes, Zhenjun Jingyu is famous for favoring his apprentices, and he is even better for Lin Ning.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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