The female partner engages in introversion in Xiuxianwen

Thinking of this, Feng Qingqing no longer felt any pressure in her heart.

This fight lasted for half an hour before the winner was decided.

Everyone hurriedly looked at the field.

I saw Feng Qingqing's fireworks sword pointing directly at Bai Yichen's chest, while Bai Yichen's Longyuan sword pointed at Feng Qingqing's shoulder.

"Uncle Qing won."

Pointing at the chest is naturally more deadly than pointing at the shoulder.So everyone's first reaction was that Feng Qingqing won.

"It's such a pity. If I had known earlier, I would have won the bet on Uncle Qing. Now the loser can only drink the Northwest Wind."

"Haha, don't be so exaggerated, at worst, go to accept the mission, hunt down a few monsters, gather some spirit grass and come back to exchange for spirit stones."

"You still talk sarcasticly, you bet on Uncle Qing to win, so you are happy.

You think that hunting monsters and gathering spirit grass is so simple, but it's a desperate effort. "

"Okay, okay, don't be too sad, just treat it as an experience."

"we can only do this."

The overall situation has been decided, and it is useless for them to be unwilling.

"I lost."

Just when the disciples who bet on Bai Yichen shouted that it was a pity, and wanted to go to the Points Pavilion to accept the task, Feng Qingqing said that she had lost, and even took the initiative to get off the martial arts arena.

The disciples of the Deacon Hall and the Discipline Hall also announced that Bai Yichen had won the battle.

It turned out that Bai Yichen cut off a strand of Feng Qingqing's hair.

If it's an enemy, it's not the hair that gets cut off, but the head.

The disciples in the audience didn't see it clearly, but the Nascent Soul stage monks floating in the air could see it clearly.

This Bai Yichen is really not simple, he is a malleable talent.

Now the disciples who bet on Bai Yichen were excited, it was a surprise.

At first they thought they had made a wrong bet, but now the facts tell them that Bai Yichen won.

The joy of such ups and downs made all the disciples cherish and rejoice even more.

"Is there anyone else challenging Bai Yichen? If not, then Bai Yichen will be the leader of the Golden Core Stage this time."

The disciples who bet on Feng Wan to win all looked at Feng Wan eagerly, hoping that she could come to the stage to fight.

Ba Tianshi also looked at Feng Wan's delicate and fair baby face.

[Xiao Wanwan, you don't want to see me too poor, do you? 】

【Master, we have gathered a total of [-] high-grade spirit stones. ] Bai Yu also cried and chirped.

The owner should not have too many worries, just rush.

Feng Qingqing also persuaded, "Take the girl, go up and fight, let everyone know that you are not only good at alchemy, but also good at fighting."

The corner of Feng Wan's mouth twitched, this girl is really violent.

But even if they didn't say it, Feng Wan still planned to fight, otherwise she wouldn't have sat here for so long.

Feng Wan got up calmly, with countless pairs of eyes, they all looked over at the same time.

They all know that Feng Wan is at the late stage of Golden Core, but the late Golden Core of an alchemist should be incomparable with the late Golden Core of a sword cultivator.

In the eyes of many people, the cultivation base of alchemists is mostly built up by piles of pills.

It's not that they are not diligent enough, but that they need to spend a lot of time refining the elixir.

If you don't have time to practice and improve your cultivation, you can only rely on pills.

Although Feng Wan worked hard, she never let go of any time.But alchemy still took up too much of her time.

Otherwise, how could she have achieved such a great achievement in alchemy.

The disciples of the Alchemy Peak who were present at the scene listened to the discussions around them, and they agreed with this.

It's not that they are lazy, but that they spend all their time refining alchemy.

Not only wanting to be good at alchemy, but also good at cultivation, this idea is going to heaven.

They just want to be good at alchemy, and their cultivation is about the same.

Anyway, alchemists will be protected by high-ranking monks.

When encountering danger, someone will naturally take care of it for them. They just need to practice Dan well.

As long as the spiritual strength is enough for alchemy.

But this is only what some people think, and many people are still very optimistic about Feng Wan.

As for her arrogant lightning-type kung fu, whoever sees it won't worry.

Regardless of other things, let you watch your hair being chopped into black scum and fall to the ground in clusters, the shadow area in your heart is big enough.

Bai Yichen is also favored by many people, after all, he has won so many games.

Even Elder Qian Bai and Feng Qingqing are not his opponents.

After Feng Wan came to the stage, he didn't start fighting immediately, but handed a jade box to the discipline hall disciples, which contained a spirit recovery pill that could quickly restore spiritual power.

And let Bai Yichen meditate to recover his spiritual power, and then start fighting when he is fully recovered.

Bai Yichen thanked him and accepted it, he didn't dare to underestimate Feng Wan.

He has seen Feng Wan fight with other people, and he knows that she has a strong reserve of spiritual power, and her moves are fierce and tricky, which is in stark contrast to her appearance.

No matter how harmless Feng Wan looks, that means how powerful her attack power is.

An hour later, with the help of the sixth-order top-grade spirit-returning pill, Bai Yichen's spiritual power had been fully recovered.

The disciples of the Deacon Hall and the Discipline Hall announced together that the competition officially started.

The two of them clasped their hands together as a greeting.

Feng Wan flew out like a purple thunder dragon with a thick waist.

Bai Yichen was not to be outdone, because he was a mutated Thunder Spirit Root, and his sword energy also condensed into a purple thunder dragon.

The two thunder dragons looked about the same size, and the disciples below subconsciously held their breath.

Right from the start, this is not only a competition of skills, but also a competition of spiritual power.

I don't know who will be better.

Ba Tianshi is not nervous, he knows Xiao Wanwan's strength.

As long as she is willing to go on stage to fight, she is appointed to win this fight.

Of course, Bai Yichen isn't bad either, so winning won't be so easy.

The two thunder dragons finally collided in the air, and there was a crackling sound, and everyone felt their eardrums tremble.

When he went to look again, Bai Yichen's Thunder Dragon condensed from sword energy had already been smashed into black slag by Feng's Nine Desolation God Thunder.

Uh, sure enough, the biggest hobby of Feng Wan's practice should be chopping black dregs.

That's not enough, Bai Yichen took a step back in shock, but Feng Wan didn't move at all.

Looking at the weak Qianqian, the fighting power is really strong.

The disciples in the audience all clicked their tongues, Feng Wan is really a little monster.

It doesn't matter if they are good at alchemy, but the spells are still so powerful, let them live.

The most important thing is that he is so powerful, yet he cultivates so hard.

And they are so ordinary, they still think about watching the excitement and being lazy all day long.

They decided that from today onwards, they must work hard and hope to be as strong as Feng Wan.

Bai Yichen didn't expect that Feng Wan's spiritual power reserve was already so strong.

Even when he was fighting Elder Qianbai, he didn't take half a step back.

Feng Wan changed his fingers again, this time with several thorny vines covered with thorns.

"My God, Feng Wan even practiced wood-type magic."

"I knew that Uncle Ban knew wood-type spells, but I didn't expect it to be so powerful."