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Chapter 107

With the last quarter of an hour left, Jing Yingrong couldn't help but stare at the stage with slightly wide eyes, showing a little expectation and curiosity.

There are 20 places to enter the second round of beast control, and she bet on [-] people.

At this moment, someone shouted from behind: "Mirror...Junior Sister."

It's Huo Xiumao.

Jing Yingrong turned to look at him and asked, "Are you also here to watch the beast control competition?"

Huo Xiumao smiled and shook his head: "No, I came here only when I saw you. I am one of the personnel responsible for maintaining the land order at the 'water ridge' next door, and it will be my turn to be on duty later."

Jing Yingrong: "Arranged by the sect?"

"No, I signed up to participate myself, because there will be contribution points as compensation."

After finishing speaking, Huo Xiumao changed the subject, lowered his voice and said: "I want to tell you that the master has taken back my task, I wonder if it will be transferred to other people, you have to be careful."

Jing Yingrong nodded: "Yes, I see."

During the conversation between the two, the crowd's discussion gradually increased, and it seemed that something inexplicable happened, which finally attracted the attention of the two.

"What's wrong with the spirit wing demon cat? Are you tired?"

"I don't know, have they all been tamed?"

"It doesn't look like the state."

"Hey, those few over there, why are they licking each other's fur?"

"Look at the beast masters, they seem to be quite confused."

"This will affect the results of the test..."

Jing Yingrong glanced at the high platform, then suddenly turned to look at Huo Xiumao.

Huo Xiumao: "Why, what?"

Jing Yingrong didn't answer, her eyes moved down and stopped at Huo Xiumao's waist.

Huo Xiumao couldn't help taking a step back, clutching his belt.

"That, senior, you..."

Jing Yingrong said abruptly: "Aren't you going to be on duty?"

"Yes, yes."

"go quickly."

"Eh? But it's not time yet..."

"Go ahead and do the handover."

"but……"

"Go."

"It's... okay, okay."

After Huo Xiumao left in a daze, the spirit wing demon cat in the cage finally returned to normal.

When the time is up, the animal cage is opened, and the tamed spiritwing demon cats go to their masters, and the results of each beast master's competition are clear at a glance.

There are also some spirit wing demon cats that have not been tamed, but were taken away by the elder with a wave of his sleeves.

This time, Jing Ying captured eighteen people.

After receiving the reward, she rushed to another skill competition without stopping.

……

The next day, the first match of formation began.

This audition for Ying Rong came early, and she took a good position in the front.

When she looked around, she realized that Yin Xueze was even in front of her, and she didn't know how long she had come earlier.

When the array master entered the field, Zhao Jinxu ran to the edge of the field and waved vigorously to Yin Xueze.He saw Jing Yingrong in a blink of an eye, and waved to Jing Yingrong with a bright smile.

Jing Yingrong waved her hand in response to him.

Among the formation masters on the field, Zhao Jinxu was one of the youngest, but he was not stage frightened at all, and his demeanor was full of confidence.

The content of the first round of the formation competition is based on the third-grade formation method Shangyuan Extinguishing Light Formation. The formation master strives to set up this formation in the shortest time, and the top [-] with the shortest time will enter the second round of competition.

It can be seen that this formation method is not difficult for Zhao Jinxu, and his formation speed is faster than most formation masters present.

Jijie pen said: "This junior is still talented in formation. If he doesn't like it and has no talent, even if he is the son of Lan Xi's Zhao family, there is nothing he can do."

Ji Yanzhu: "If you have to do one thing, which is worse, being talented but not liking it, or liking it but not having talent?"

Ji Sha Sword: "Whoever wants me to do it, I will kill him."

Jijie Pen: "This choice is too difficult...it is easier to kill the person who forced me to do this."

Ji Yanzhu: "You two give me a good answer! Mirror, what do you think?"

Jing Yingrong: "I don't know."

Extreme Flame Bead: "Well, it's the expected answer."

Jing Yingrong's first bet this time was Zhao Jinxu.

At the end of the competition, Zhao Jinxu entered the second round without suspense.At this time, under the guidance of the elders, the formation masters should go to the rest area of ​​the participating monks isolated from the outside world, but Zhao Jinxu suddenly left the team and rushed into the stands.

——Then he was kicked back by Yin Xueze.

"No nonsense! Otherwise, you will be disqualified from the competition!"

The elder blew his beard and stared at Zhao Jinxu, Zhao Jinxu said "Oh", while the elder was not paying attention, he turned to where Yin Xueze was, and stuck out his tongue with a sneer.

Yin Xueze's expression was gentle, as if he wasn't the one who kicked Zhao Jinxu back to the stage just now.

At the moment, Jing Yingrong is busy collecting prizes.

"Girl, your vision and luck are too good. I heard from others that you have received awards several times."

The person who said this was one of the group of people who dealt with Jing Yingrong during the talisman-making competition yesterday. He looked at Jing Yingrong with admiration and surprise, and there was some envy in his expression.

"If it weren't for us not being able to participate in this game, I would like to bet with you."

Jing Yingrong said, "This is the last time."

The man was taken aback: "You don't play anymore?"

"Ah."

"Are you feeling bored?"

Jing Yingrong shook her head and said, "There are too many prizes, which take up space. I can guess by myself."

After she finished speaking, she set off for the next place.

The man and his companion looked at each other.

"What does she mean?"

"I think the prizes are worthless and take up space..."

"What? It's worthless?! If it wasn't for the fear of being caught by the sect, I would like to guard myself and steal!"

"Shh - keep your voice down!"

……

Jing Yingrong watched three skill competitions in a row.

When watching the cooking competition, she was also invited to taste food as a member of the disciples' judges.

What is cooked is spiritual food, and the raw materials of the food are the flesh and blood of monsters, pure water from spiritual valleys and other things that contain energy, and even the utensils such as pots, cauldrons, shovels and spoons are at least medium-grade ordinary utensils.Cooks not only need to make the food delicious, but also to maximize the fusion and stimulation of the energy in the food, so that it can help cultivation.

Although cooking and eating is somewhat similar to alchemy, in terms of function and effect, it is even worse than the power of elixir, but it is better than being able to satisfy people's appetite.Although monks don't need to eat after they have a certain level of cultivation, they can maintain their physical functions only with spiritual power, but there have always been many monks who like food.

There are several high-level spiritual chefs as judges in the cooking competition. In addition, dozens of people will be randomly selected from the on-site disciples to be judges, but the proportion of the judging results is far less than that of high-level spiritual chefs. lively.

While the other disciple judges were still savoring the food carefully one by one, Jing Yingrong had already tasted the food in each small plate in front of him, and then made a unified evaluation——

"Too little aura, no feeling."

(End of this chapter)