Cultivating Immortals in the Family: Rising from Beast Familiarity

Chapter 37 On stage and off stage
"Mu Daoyou, I accept it."

On the martial arts arena, Zhou Chun looked at the opponent whose shield was broken by him and hit his heart with a sword, bowed his hands with a smile on his face, and took back the magic weapon.

This was his second martial arts contest, and his opponent was an eighth-level monk in the Qi refining period of the Mu family in Biyun Mountain, who did not have a first-level high-grade magic weapon in his hand.

Therefore, it was relatively easy for him to win, and it was no longer as intense as the first match.

After winning this round, there will be only thirteen of the fifty contestants in the youth group until the second round of martial arts competition is over.

So as long as Zhou Chun wins another game, he will directly enter the top ten.

But after getting off the ring, Zhou Chun still didn't dare to relax when he looked at the remaining contestants.

Because the monks who are qualified to compete for the top ten now either have a late-stage qi refining practice and have a first-level top-grade magic weapon in their hands, or they have a first-level top-grade magic weapon in the middle stage of qi refining like him.

All are difficult people to deal with.

When the second round of competition was over, there were only four members of the Zhou family left on the court in the youth group, including Zhou Chun.

The other three are Zhou Zhengkang, Zhou Zhengtao, and Zhou Zhengyong.

This result surprised many Zhou family monks.

On the contrary, Zhou Daoyi, the patriarch in the auditorium, seemed to have expected this, and was not surprised at all.

In the family trials, Zhou Chun didn't use a first-tier high-grade magic weapon, so he knew what Zhou Chun was up to.

As for Zhou Zhengyong, after the spiritual pet red-tailed monkey was promoted to a top-rank monster, its own strength was no worse than that of ordinary late-stage Qi refining monks.

Coupled with good luck, and not meeting too strong opponents, it is normal to win two games in a row.

And Zhou Zhengkang and Zhou Zhengtao are both in the late stage of Qi refining, and they both have first-level high-grade magic weapons in their hands, so they can completely eliminate their opponents by relying on their strength.

Soon the third round of draws will begin.

This time, Zhou Chun drew the lottery Ding Eryin, and his opponent will be the lottery Ding Eryang.

"It's a bit unlucky, if only the third lottery would be fine!"

He looked at the wooden stick in his hand and couldn't help but feel sorry.

Because there are only fifteen people competing for the top ten places, the person who draws the third lottery can wait for the first 14 people to compete for the top seven places, and then compete with the eliminated seven people for the remaining three places.

In this way, because the opponent has fought one more time, his state is definitely not as good as his own, which is recharging his energy. He can also understand the opponent's methods through the first seven battles.

But since the lottery has already been drawn, it's useless to say anything at this time, so I can only wait for myself to play.

What Zhou Chun didn't expect was that in the first game, the four monks of the Zhou family came to fight.

The two who got the first lottery were Zhou Zhengkang and Zhou Zhengyong from the Zhou family!

"Hey, I didn't expect to be in the same group as Seventh Brother and you. It seems that the younger brother can only stop here!"

On the ring, Zhou Zhengyong looked at Zhou Zhengkang opposite him with a depressed face and let out a sigh.

Of course, he couldn't be Zhou Zhengkang's opponent at the tenth level of the Qi refining stage, so in order to avoid wasting Zhou Zhengkang's mana, he could only take the initiative to admit defeat and walk off the ring.

After getting out of the ring like this, Zhou Zhengyong walked directly to Zhou Chun's side, cheered him up and said, "Brother Thirteen, it's up to you, you must be in the top ten."

Zhou Chun saw that the gloomy look on his face was still there, so he couldn't help comforting him: "Brother Yong, don't be discouraged, this time you take the initiative to back down in consideration of the overall situation. After returning to the family, the patriarch will probably compensate you."

I don't want Zhou Zhengyong to sigh after hearing his words: "Hey, I don't care about those things, but I told Miss Yujiao earlier that I will definitely be in the top ten. How should I face her now?" !"

Miss Yujiao?

Zhou Chun was slightly taken aback, and then recalled the few nuns he talked to the day before yesterday, and soon a big-eyed nun in a goose yellow dress came to mind.

The other party seems to be from Jin Fengling's Sun family, and his name seems to be Sun Yujiao?

I really can't see it, Zhou Zhengyong is quite quick to start.

Immediately he couldn't help smiling and comforting: "Brother Yong, don't worry, I think Miss Yujiao is also a sensible person, you may be more appreciative of your modesty for the sake of the overall situation this time, and it's not just for you to find someone else This is the reason to get close to her!"

"is it?"

Zhou Zhengyong was slightly taken aback, and then he muttered half sadly and half expectantly: "Then I really hope it will be as you said, Thirteenth Brother!"

Seeing his appearance of worrying about gains and losses, Zhou Chun actually understood it very well.

Because as far as he knows, Zhou Zhengyong should be his first love, although at present it may be unrequited love.

Not long after, Zhou Zhengtao, who was ranked eighth in the "Zheng" generation of the Zhou family, also came on stage.

After a hard fight, Zhou Zhengtao also successfully defeated his opponent and advanced to the top ten.

In this way, even if Zhou Chun loses, the Zhou family will still have two members in the top ten of the youth group, so it will not be the last of the five great cultivating families.

Therefore, Zhou Daoyi, the patriarch above the auditorium, also smiled at this time, and his mood was completely relaxed.

After waiting like this for almost an hour, after the previous six martial arts competitions were over, Zhou Chun finally came on the field.

"The He family in Green Bamboo Mountain, He Chengfeng."

"Jiufengling Zhou's family, Zhou Zhengchun."

On the ring, Zhou Chun and his opponent reported their names to each other, and then they all looked at each other solemnly, waiting for the referee to announce the start.

And above the auditorium, watching the final match of the top seven in the youth group, Wang Zhixiong, the head of the Wang family, suddenly narrowed his eyes, looked at Zhou Daoyi and the head of the He family next to him and said: "Zhou Daoyou, He Daoyou, what do you think?" Who will win this contest?"

Hearing his words, Zhou Daoyi immediately raised his eyelids, turned his head to look at him, and then said calmly: "It's normal for whoever wins and who loses. Does Wang Daoyou have any good ideas?"

"It's not a high opinion, but Wang feels that the person who will win in the end should be that little fellow Taoist from the Zhou family."

Wang Zhixiong rolled his eyes and spoke his opinion softly.

As soon as he said this, the head of the He family immediately became a little displeased and said, "You Wang Daoyou, why do you see this? My family Cheng Feng's cultivation is obviously higher, and he also has a high-grade magic weapon in his hand. How can he be sure that he will lose to me?" That little fellow Taoist of the Zhou family?"

Seeing this, Wang Zhixiong couldn't help waving his hands and said, "Don't be unhappy, fellow Daoist He, Wang is just expressing his own opinion."

After finishing speaking, he went on to say: "The reason why Wang thinks this way is of course because of the spiritual pet of that little Taoist friend of the Zhou family, a rock and earth turtle spiritual pet with the same cultivation level as him, and this kind of ring battle. , this has a greater impact on the outcome, but it is much greater than a mere level of cultivation."

Hearing his words, the head of the He family did not refute for a while.

But the head of the Sun family, who was watching the excitement, responded repeatedly: "Your Wang Daoyou is right, this kind of ring competition is really too great for monks who tame spiritual pets."

Speaking of this, he looked at Zhou Daoyi half-jokingly and half-seriously, and said: "It seems that in order to prevent the Zhou family's fellow Taoists from focusing on others in similar events next time, we have to change the rules of the martial arts competition!"

When Zhou Daoyi heard what he said, he immediately waved his hands with a serious face and said, "Young Daoist Zhou disagrees with what Sun Daoyou said. Why does my Zhou family's monks generally lag behind your monks in terms of cultivation? Isn't it all because of the large number of Have the resources been invested in cultivating spiritual pets? If we don’t allow my Zhou family monks to bring spiritual pets into battle, wouldn’t they let them tie their hands?”

After finishing speaking, he glanced at the heads of the families and said: "Besides, domestication of spiritual pets is not unique to my Zhou family. If a few fellow Taoists think it is an advantage to carry spiritual pets, they can also let the younger generations domesticate spiritual pets and carry them to battle. !"

These words made Wang Zhixiong and the others look at each other in blank dismay, unable to answer.

Theoretically, there is no problem with what Zhou Daoyi said.

However, there are big problems in actual operation.

Let's not talk about how they managed to equip each family member with a spiritual pet.

Even if it is really equipped, as Zhou Daoyi said, if the spiritual pet wants to quickly form combat power and keep up with the master in terms of cultivation, it still needs to consume a lot of resources.

Not every immortal cultivator is willing to spend spiritual coins on spiritual pets.

So after a while of silence, Wang Zhixiong said with a chuckle: "You Daoist Zhou has a good plan!"

He looked at Zhou Daoyi with a smile on his face, and said in a joking tone: "If each of our family really allows the children in the clan to domesticate spiritual pets, I'm afraid that the Zhou family's spiritual pet growth pills will be sold out by then! "

When Zhou Daoyi heard his words, he immediately laughed and said: "Hehehe, Daoist Wang is joking, if that's the case, the Wang family is making money, after all, the medicinal materials for alchemy still need to be supplied by your Wang family!"

Talking and laughing in this way, the few of them skipped the previous topic of restricting spiritual pets to participate in the war in a tacit understanding.

In the arena, Zhou Chun had reached a critical moment in fighting his opponent.

(End of this chapter)