Resurrection of spiritual energy, I began to cultivate immortals from farming

Chapter 118 Strike (for Subscription)
Inside the Nangong Xianmen.

Today is the personal disciple Dabi, Luo Yaxuan came out of the cave feeling refreshed.

Sun Tzu'an prepared a storage bag of food for him, and said to him, "Young Master, I wish you a successful start. This is the breakfast and lunch prepared for you. There is a lot of food in it, and you can share it with others."

"Yes." Luo Yaxuan took the storage bag.

"This is for the master." Sun Zian took out another storage bag. These days, he prepared three meals a day for Luo Yaxuan and his master.

Sometimes, in order to avoid suspicion, Luo Yaxuan can only be sent over instead.

"it is good"

Luo Yaxuan was not in a hurry to go out, he sat down and drank tea, and said that if he ate at the venue like the previous few times, his breakfast would be gone, and his lunch would also be divided.

Seeing Luo Yaxuan eating quietly and gracefully, Sun Zian couldn't think of the princes in the palace.

But I haven't seen these people before, so they should eat like this!

Sun Zian remembered that when his handyman disciples competed, he was very nervous, and there was no nervous expression on the young master's face.

Is it confidence, or just don't care?
But Sun Zian could believe that Luo Yaxuan was a kind of self-confidence, not because he didn't care, who doesn't want to be strong?

When Luo Yaxuan went out to participate in the competition, Sun Zian walked behind him, he was going to cheer for the young master.

Luo Yaxuan smiled nonchalantly, their own disciples sat in the front, not to mention that today is their competition day, it doesn't matter if there are people cheering, as long as they are strong.

When he arrived at the meeting place, the direct disciples who came later than him in the square, arrived earlier than her today, all of them looked nervous.

"Why did Luo Yaxuan arrive? It's about to start."

When Bi Renchuan saw Luo Yaxuan, it was as if he saw his own father, no, he saw the rice owner.

"Screw ground, hurry up and get out the breakfast, let's have a good game." Fan Dingding said urgently, saying Luo Yaxuan's pseudonym.

Ever since Bi Renchuan said screw ground, screw loose, Luo Yaxuan now has such a nickname, with the same pronunciation and different words, anyway, it's called, let's see if others understand what it means?
"I've eaten it, why haven't you had breakfast yet? How can this be? You should prepare food earlier instead of coming here earlier. People are iron, rice is steel. If you don't eat for a day, you will be so hungry that you are not prepared. Food? I'll give you some bigu grains, so that you won't be convinced to lose to me after starving for a while."

After getting along with them for a long time, Luo Yaxuan's originally gentle expression and personality began to become darker.

"What? Bigu Li, who doesn't have that? What we want is food, food."

Bi Renchuan roared in a bad temper.

"I don't run a cafeteria, and you didn't give me any money. I can still supply you with one meal or two. You are amazing to supply it every day. It's not just a matter of money. My cook is too busy. If you have time to practice, you have to collect a little money to reward my cook."

Luo Yaxuan seemed to be joking, but the words he said did not seem to be joking.

"Give it up, five gold coins is enough? I want breakfast and lunch today."

Bi Renchuan was the first to give money.

Then those who want to have breakfast and lunch will also be given gold coins.

Luo Yaxuan harvested a lot of gold coins at once, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth and said, "Isn't it enough to pay the money earlier?"

"Hmph, bring it earlier..." Bi Renchuan spread his hands angrily.

Luo Yaxuan stopped teasing them and threw a bag of monster meat buns to them one by one.

The direct disciples who received the breakfast bag, regardless of whether they were in the field, quickly started eating. They also brought water themselves, and drank water while eating.

Luo Yaxuan saw that Elder Jin Dan had come to sit down on the stage, instead of going up to deliver breakfast to the master, he used magic to fly a storage bag containing breakfast to the stage.

Say to the master by sound transmission: "Master, your breakfast and lunch are in the bag."

"Um"

Luo Yaxuan also heard the master's response.

Luo Yaxuan's master had just seen Luo Yaxuan giving breakfast to others, and was waiting for his disciples to respect him.

He took some barbecue for breakfast, buns and dim sum, dumplings, and ate happily.

"Brother, can you share some for us?"

The other elders swallowed their saliva and hadn't eaten food for a long time. Seeing how delicious the senior's food was, they had the cheek to ask for food.

There are seven or eight elders on the stage to judge. Among them, in addition to the judges, there are law enforcement elders and presiding elders.

"Here, I can only share a little for each person. This is the food my apprentice gave me, and I left some lunch."

The elder saw that there was a lot of food in the storage bag, as well as dried meat, which could last him for several days, so he generously distributed some of it to others.

Those who saw the delicious food of the disciples in the audience swallowed their saliva long ago.

I was able to taste the smell today, is it delicious food?

They just took a bite of the breakfast and ate it with gusto. Some regretted that they didn't eat food for so long and ate bigu.

It's not too bad not to eat such delicious food.

"Personal disciples who are preparing to compete in martial arts, come to the stage to draw lots."

The staple elder, who is full of food, starts to work.

Luo Yaxuan and some fellow apprentices jumped onto the stage to draw lots together.

He got the second Wutai, the first round.

This is also a way of knockout competition, the direct disciples plus those who have just joined the ranks of the direct disciples from the inner disciple competition.

Luo Yaxuan was drawn to the first round, saying it was good and bad.

But he has been preparing for many days, and he is not nervous at all.

Luo Yaxuan jumped onto the second martial arts arena, and the one who was drawn to compete with him was one of the disciples who had previously won the general class and challenged him with words.

That junior jumped onto the stage and saw that Luo Yaxuan was competing with him, he was even more nervous.

Before being so aggressively provocative, now his nervous hands trembled, and his body trembled accordingly.

"Junior brother, please ask for advice..."

Luo Yaxuan smiled and cupped his hands.

"Brother..." He couldn't even blush the words behind him, he could only express it with actions, and began to cast his spells and magic weapons.

Seeing that the other party had already made a move, Luo Yaxuan felt a little happy. He provoked him the day before yesterday. Is this a retribution for the world?
When he performed the exercises, the corners of his mouth were still smiling, and what he was doing in a trance was not a tense competition, but a performance on the stage.

Luo Yaxuan used his great lightning and wind spells.

On the second martial arts stage, a disciple attacked Luo Yaxuan with his flying sword and wood magic, and the light of the flying sword turned into thousands of small swords that pierced the opponent.

(End of this chapter)