Refusing to be introverted, the fairy cultivator only wants to lie flat!

Chapter 106

offstage.

Watching Yue Lin being chased away by Sheng Linglong waving his fists.

Shi Nian was silent for a while, and asked, "Senior Brother Yue Lin, doesn't he know Sheng Linglong?"

Sheng Linglong is usually introverted and shy, but when fighting, she is a master that her relatives do not recognize. She thought that the entire Shenwuzong should know about this...

Lin Tiantian chuckled: "Wait a moment."

She turned and slipped away.

Not long after, she came back again.

"I've inquired about it. Senior Brother Yue has been practicing outside for the past few years. This time he came back for the conference, so he is not very familiar with Sheng Linglong. He also finished the competition two days ago and went back to race against time to practice. I haven't seen Linglong's battle at all," Lin Tiantian said.

"You can." Shi Nian was shocked.

She was not shocked by anything else, but she was shocked by Lin Tiantian's speed of inquiring gossip.

"So-so." Lin Tiantian chuckled.

On the stage.

Sheng Linglong had already pinned Yue Lin under her body, waving her fists frantically.

Yue Lin struggled several times, but failed to struggle out, he could only say in despair: "Admit defeat, I admit defeat."

The redness in Sheng Linglong's eyes slowly faded, and she saw that her nose was bruised and her face was getting more and more swollen, and she was about to cry.

"Yue, Senior Brother Yue, I'm sorry." Sheng Linglong hurriedly stood up, with her head down, like a child who has done something wrong.

"No...it's okay." Yue Lin stood up with difficulty, seeing Sheng Linglong with a strange expression.

What's the matter with this woman?
Isn't she kidding herself?

but.

Sheng Linglong's strength lies in this, he really can't beat him, there is nothing to say about that.

"Sheng Linglong, win!"

"Chen Feng, win!"

"Han Peirong, win!"

There is also Ding Yi, who has a bye to enter the semi-finals.

In addition to the three favorites to win the championship, Ding Yi is another disciple of Lord Huoyan.

Entering the semi-finals this time, it can only be said that luck is good.

Lord Huoyan is used to it.

His disciple, the top four of the day, ran away with him.

At the end of today's race, Yue Lin and Ding Yi walked to Venerable Huoyan.

"Master." Yue Lin couldn't help asking: "This Sheng Linglong, what's the matter with her?"

Venerable Huoyan glanced at him gloatingly: "Isn't that the case. Is it comfortable to be beaten?"

Yue Lin: "...Master, are you gloating?"

"No." Venerable Huoyan immediately said: "I just think that only when there is failure can there be progress. I am optimistic that you will win back next time."

Yue Lin waved his hands again and again: "Forget it, that Sheng Linglong is a beast at all. I feel that Chen Feng and Han Peirong are not as good as her in terms of strength. This time the leader may be Sheng Linglong."

Ding Yi: "...Brother? What about me???? I also entered the semi-finals??"

Yue Lin glanced at him and said, "Congratulations, junior brother, for winning the fourth place."

Ding Yi: "..."

so tired.

Yue Lin's judgment was also the judgment of many people. It was rumored in the Shenwu Sect that Sheng Linglong might win the championship this time.

The head of the Dongfu.

The teacher said slowly: "The growth of Sheng Linglong is somewhat beyond my imagination. Chen Feng, Pei Rong, I'm afraid you two are not sure about her."

Both Chen Feng and Han Peirong looked a little unconvinced.

The head teacher glanced at them and said, "However, the leader this time must not be left alone. Among the two of you, I will arrange for Pei Rong to face Sheng Linglong first. Pei Rong, Ice Essence, is ready to use."

Han Peirong's expression froze, "Master, is it used here? It takes ten years for the Frost Sword to produce a single Frost Essence."

The ice marrow is so powerful that Han Peirong is a little bit reluctant.

The teacher said expressionlessly: "You don't need to go, I'm afraid you won't be able to win Sheng Linglong. Compared with the leader, a piece of ice marrow is nothing. If Pei Rong wins Sheng Linglong, that's the best. If If they can't win, Sheng Linglong must have suffered an injury that cannot be recovered in a short period of time, and by then, Chen Feng will be able to successfully win the championship. This is the best arrangement."

Chen Feng's face brightened: "Master's arrangement is very appropriate."

Han Peirong pursed her lips, a little unwilling: "Master, why didn't you let the senior brother face Sheng Linglong first? Disciple...disciple also wants to win the leader."

"Pei Rong." Chen Feng looked at her in surprise: "Why do you have such an idea? Of the two of us, of course it's better for me to win the championship."

Han Peirong asked seriously: "Why? Why is it better for you to win the championship?"

Chen Feng was speechless, he couldn't give an answer, he simply said: "We have been together for a while, and you still argue with me about this, do you not love me?"

Han Peirong frowned: "Then why can't you let me? Do you not love me?"

"Why are you messing around!"

Han Peirong didn't understand: "I'm trying to reason."

The head teacher was a little annoyed: "Okay, okay, what are you arguing about? When drawing lots, let Pei Rong draw. In the box, on the four pieces of paper, all are Sheng Linglong's names. You can draw one at will. The final four Competition, Pei Rong draws out Sheng Linglong, and the others will automatically group into groups, so there is no need to draw any more. Pei Rong, when the time comes, you should consume Sheng Linglong's physical strength as much as possible, and finally use the ice marrow to injure her soul. In this way, Chen Feng will definitely be able to win the competition. Gotta be the leader."

Chen Feng quickly responded.

Han Peirong was silent for a while, and agreed.

She couldn't resist Master's words.

But... She still refused to accept it.

Why?

Why should she be cannon fodder, and then let the senior brother win the championship?

She is no worse than her senior brother.

Even when the decision was made, Master asked them to draw lots and let them fight fairly, Han Peirong would accept it.

But that's the only way she can't accept it.

Han Peirong lowered her eyes, covering up the coldness in her eyes.

She also wanted the position of leader, and she would never give up just like that.

"Pei Rong, don't be angry. When I win the top spot, I will share the reward with you." Chen Feng leaned over as if nothing had happened.

Han Peirong smiled: "Okay."

but.

Wouldn't it be better to take the leader by yourself.Why...wait for others to share?

Chen Feng looked at Han Peirong, thinking that she accepted the arrangement willingly, so he felt relieved.

The next day.

The draw begins.

For the semi-finals, just send a representative to draw.

Han Peirong volunteered, and no one had any objections.

She stepped forward, randomly pulled out a sheet, opened it, and it was indeed Sheng Linglong.

The referee took a look and confirmed the result.

"Han Peirong is against Sheng Linglong, Chen Feng is against Ding Yi."

The result of this grouping resounded through the square.

The head teacher relaxed slightly, very good, everything is developing as he imagined.

But the next moment.

Various whispers sounded from the audience.

All the disciples whispered to each other with strange expressions, as if they were very surprised by the result.

Moreover, the voice was getting louder and louder, with no intention of stopping.

Chen Feng's face changed slightly when he heard some fragments of words.

What are these people talking about?
"What's going on!" The teacher said sharply, "Everyone, be quiet!"

The field became quiet, and everyone looked at the face of the head teacher, but they became more and more strange.

The head teacher always felt that something was wrong, so he called a disciple to ask a few words.

After a while, the disciple came back and reported in a low voice.

"Master, Ling Tianfeng came out with something called Wanjietong. 10 minutes before the lottery, someone posted a post anonymously, saying that there was something shady about the lottery this time, and the result had already been arranged. The post predicted the result of the lottery. And It's... exactly the same now."

(End of this chapter)