Ugly Cultivation Notes

Chapter 157
The female cultivator with the birthmark on her face was Xu Chunniang's ugly girl, she couldn't be wrong.

Zhang Donglai's breathing quickened suddenly, she was actually still alive!

Twelve years ago, when Xu Chunniang was leaving the sect, he invited Song Quan to help him, in order to make this ugly girl die outside the sect without a sound.

Later, Song Quan never came back. He didn't know what happened halfway, so he could only secretly pray that Song Quan would solve Xu Chunniang before something happened.

Unexpectedly, not only was this ugly girl still alive, but her cultivation had improved a lot, reaching the ninth level of Qi training.

He even participated in the outer sect competition, won consecutive victories all the way, and became a well-known "dark horse".

Zhang Donglai's expression was uncertain. If he hadn't been tricked five or six years ago and lost his position as the steward of the Miscellaneous Palace, he would have discovered that this ugly girl had returned to the sect alive.

I really don't know what happened to her in the mortal world, her cultivation has improved so much.

If he knew this was the case, why did he make those arrangements?

It's just that it's too late to say anything now.

Anyway, let's see how strong she is.

Xu Chunniang didn't know that she already had a little reputation among the outer disciples, and she didn't know that Zhang Donglai was mixed among these disciples.

After entering the arena, she lined up to receive a new number plate.

She glanced at the jade card in her hand. It had the words "90" written on it, which meant that she was the No. [-] five contestants in the No. [-] ring.

Then her opponent should be "[-]".

The number plate that Xu Chunniang received was unlucky, it was at the very back of the queue.It took a long time before it was her turn to compete on stage.

She shook her head, pinned the jade plaque on her chest, found a place to sit behind, closed her eyes and meditated.

Four arenas were fighting at the same time, and each arena was surrounded by disciples watching the battle.

Compared with the battles in the qualifiers, the battle between the strong is obviously more interesting.

All of a sudden, all kinds of spiritual tools, formations, talismans, and spells were flying all over the arenas, which were wonderful.

Everyone who participated wanted to be promoted, and to go further in the competition, naturally they did not hold back and used their strongest combat power.

When Lan Wei stepped onto the ring, she was greeted with bursts of cheers.

Her opponent was a middle-aged male cultivator with a slight reputation. Seeing that Lan Wei had become his opponent, the male cultivator turned slightly pale and complained in his heart.

Although he is confident that he has some strength, he can't beat Senior Sister Lan Wei no matter what.

It seems that this big competition is almost over.

Although the middle-aged male cultivator didn't have much hope for the outcome of this battle, he didn't want to admit defeat directly, and bowed to Lan Wei, "Senior Sister Lan, please advise."

Lan Wei returned the salute, "Please advise."

Following Master Zhuji's order, the battle between the two officially began.

The middle-aged male cultivator took a deep breath, shot first, and drove the flying sword towards Lan Wei.

Facing the swiftly attacking flying sword, Lan Wei did not panic, and walked towards the flying sword with a white silk silk as if she was strolling in a courtyard.

The seemingly soft white silk, as soon as it touched the flying sword, made a sound of "clang clang" metal collision.

The middle-aged male cultivator felt that the flying sword was stuck in a quagmire, unable to move an inch. He tried hard to control the flying sword, trying to cut off the white silk, but not only failed, but he was so tired that he was sweating profusely.

After trying to no avail, he gritted his teeth and discarded the flying sword, using his best grasping hand, and headed towards Lan Wei.

Lan Wei's mind moved slightly, the flying sword was wrapped in white silk, and she came at a high speed like a finger in an arm, wrapped it around the grasping hand fiercely, and smashed it on the spot.

Seeing that the grappling hand he was proud of couldn't make a move in front of Senior Sister Lan, the middle-aged male cultivator finally understood how different he was from Lan Wei, who was also at the ninth level of Qi training.

He cupped his fists with a wry smile, "I admit defeat."

Lan Wei looked confident and calm, not surprised by this result.

She waved her sleeve, and the white silk stretched out in the wind, and a flying sword fell out of it, and was put away.

"This battle, Lan Wei wins."

Following Master Zhuji's sentence, the surrounding disciples burst into cheers.

"Senior Sister Lan, you are really strong. I hope that one day, I can be as strong as her."

"I hope Senior Sister Lan Wei will enter the inner sect in the future, and don't forget us juniors and sisters."

The discussion among the people did not last long, because a new round of competition soon began.

The competition went on for a whole day, and the spirits of the disciples who watched the battle did not fade away. On the contrary, after seeing many brilliant techniques and spiritual weapons, their emotions became more and more high.

At the end of today's competition, Xu Chunniang finally heard her name.

"No. 90 No. 90 Xu Chunniang, against No. [-] No. [-] Zhao Yuehuan."

Xu Chunniang got up and walked towards the ring, where her opponent was already waiting there.

Seeing that her opponent was a female cultivator with an unfamiliar face, Zhao Yuehuan relaxed a little in her heart.

With a smile on her face, she greeted Xu Chunniang, "So my opponent is you. I've heard about the name of the dark horse in the Yijiu ring in the past two days, and my junior sister's water archery is very extraordinary. "

Xu Chunniang bowed her hands to the female cultivator as a response. She had heard of dark horses a few times, but she just didn't care.

Zhao Yuehuan saw that there was nothing to be found out of the test, so he stopped talking and took out the array plate and array flag.

She and this female cultivator named Xu Chunniang, only one of them will be able to advance, no matter how strong this junior sister is, she will try her best.

With the establishment of the ring barrier, the competition officially began.

Zhao Yuehuan retreated quickly, and at the same time kept throwing down the formation flag in his hand, and set up formation on the spot.

After a while, where the two of them were originally, she arranged a trapping and killing formation.

While urging the formation, Zhao Yuehuan took a deep breath, took out a bow and arrow, pulled the bowstring and shot an extremely fast arrow into the formation.

Everyone outside the venue saw this scene, and many people showed regret.

"Originally, I saw that Senior Sister Xu had the name of a dark horse, and I thought she should be able to enter the top [-]. But now, it seems that Senior Sister Zhao is the first to set up a trap and kill, and she is holding the cloud-piercing bow to wait by her side. Senior Sister Xu is probably going to lose."

"As a formation cultivator, Senior Sister Zhao has the help of the top-grade trapping and killing formation. If that Senior Sister Xu doesn't understand the way of formation, I'm afraid this outer sect competition will stop here."

Xu Chunniang, who was in the formation, didn't hear the surrounding discussions.

After she realized that she was trapped by the formation, she didn't panic, and used her previous memory to find the location of the formation flag.

However, Zhao Yuehuan did not move slowly. After arranging the formation, he activated the formation and changed the positions of all the formation flags.

Xu Chunniang only had time to destroy the three formation flags, and the killing formation had already been activated, and several sword lights shot towards where she was.

At the same time, a silver flying arrow galloped with the sound of breaking the wind, faster than the surrounding sword light.

Xu Chunniang took out the Qingwen tripod and moved it forward to stop the flying arrows, then activated the Qingwen tripod to absorb the surrounding sword light.

After Jian Guang entered the Qingwen Cauldron, he was restless inside, but the Qingwen Cauldron was as stable as a mountain, tightly sealing all the Jianguang.

(End of this chapter)