After dressing up as cannon fodder, I beat everyone in the house until they cried.

Elder Zhao withdrew his gaze from the messy competition platform below, looked at Cang Wu, sighed, and said faintly: "Well, yesterday I dug out the holes, today I cut the competition platform, and tomorrow, will we start demolishing the venue?" Already?"

Cang Wu: "...I will help you punish that little girl later."

Qingyun looked at the mess below and commented: "This baby is indeed fun to raise, but it does cost a lot of money."

Li Bin patted Elder Zhao on the shoulder nonchalantly, "Hahahaha, Old Zhao, it's a good thing that kid is so energetic! If you smash it, just smash it. Our Yuehua Sect is not without money, but If you are really distressed, I am free recently, so I can grab some money to repair your table."

Elder Zhao patted off Li Bin's claws and said, "Elder Li, please pay attention to your image. We, the Yuehua Sect, are not the only ones here."

Situ Zhan and Ling Feng's faces were so gloomy that they were almost dripping with water.

They just felt that Ling Miao and Cheng Jinshu were evenly matched, and after a period of exhaustion, Cheng Jinshu could still win.

They never considered the possibility that Cheng Jinshu would lose.

How could Cheng Jinshu lose! ?

The dignified third disciple of the Lihuo Sect, a monk in the middle stage of the Golden Core, lost to a Qi Refining stage who was kicked out by them! ?

This makes them feel extremely embarrassed.

Situ Zhan glanced at Ling Feng gloomily: Ling Yu of yours, it's best that one day he can really develop the strength to overpower Ling Miao.

Fortunately, today, Ling Yu also jumped a level and defeated a monk who was in the early stage of the Golden Core. Otherwise, he would have been even more angry now.

Ling Feng also looked very ugly. He hadn't seen this expression on Situ Zhan's face for a long time.

He was also very tangled in his heart at this time.

Ling Yu, who has the best fire spirit root, has always been a proud existence for him since he was a child. But this Ling Miao, who has a low-grade miscellaneous spirit root, has not made any progress in his cultivation for a few years, so his feelings for this child are naturally disgust.

He had noticed that Ling Yu had always strived to live up to his reputation as a genius, so he safely expelled the useless and trouble-making Ling Miao from the sect.

But one day, he suddenly learned that Ling Miao, who he had driven out with his own hands, had such strength. He really couldn't accept it calmly.

People have never been able to accept their mistakes calmly.

The same goes for Situ Zhan and Ling Feng.

Her spiritual roots are not good, and even if she can fight, she has no future. When this wave of disciples grow to the Yuanying stage, she will not be able to jump up. The suppression at the Yuanying stage is absolute.

The two comforted themselves like this.

On the other side, Ling Miao happily sheathed the black iron sword and jumped down from the intact half of the competition stage.

Lin Qiancheng applauded slowly, "It's amazing."

Xuan Si and Bai Chuluo: "Well, it's quite refreshing to see her beating others."

Duan Yunzhou greeted him with a smile, "Junior sister is so awesome!"

Ling Miao: "Hehe!"

"but."

Duan Yunzhou changed the topic, "Master just sent me a message and asked me to take you to see him."

Ling Miao: "..."

Woo hoo hoo, I'm so sad, I haven't been happy for a while.

That end.

Cheng Jinshu walked back to the sidelines in a daze. The other four direct descendants of the Lihuo Sect were standing there, all looking not very good. Their sect's golden elixir stage was handed over to the Qi Refining Stage. This was not a glorious sight. matter.

Lin Xia arrived a little late, but still watched most of the competition.

He sneered and looked at the somewhat pale Cheng Jinshu and the equally ugly Bai Jing. "How's it going? You two. Are you satisfied with the fighting ability of the big daddy you pushed out?"

Cheng Jinshu, Bai Jing, and Ling Yu's expressions changed at the same time.

Ling Yu said with a white face: "Second Senior Brother, don't talk like this to Third Senior Brother. He has lost the game and is already very sad."

Cheng Jinshu's face looked better now.

But even though Ling Yu had spoken, Lin Xia still didn't want to give him any face.

After all, among the five direct descendants of Lihuo Sect, the remaining ones had only been beaten a few times at most.

And he was really the only unlucky person who was defrauded by Ling Miao's money and labor force.

And this little devil should have just called him Senior Brother.

Lin Xia: "Haha, are you just sad after losing to a Qi Refining Stage? I thought you would be too embarrassed to see anyone."

Cheng Jinshu's face turned darker again, "Second Senior Brother, what you say is too unpleasant."

Lin Xia snorted coldly, still wanting to have a seizure.

Fang Zhuchen finally sighed and stopped him, "Okay, second junior brother, we are all from the same sect, so don't talk too much."

Is it his imagination?

He always felt that the atmosphere in the sect was getting weirder and weirder, and the hostility of his junior brothers and sisters seemed a bit strong.

After Lin Xia shut up, Fang Zhuchen looked at Cheng Jinshu.

"Since you lost today, go back and practice hard, improve yourself, and don't act like you look down on others."

Cheng Jinshu was startled for a moment, and realized that Fang Zhuchen was trying to point him out. Before the game, he made bold remarks that he would help Ling Yu vent his anger. Now that he thought about it, it was really a slap in the face.

He gritted his teeth and responded in a low voice.

Cheng Jinshu was the last one from Lihuo Sect to compete. After completing the competition, everyone returned in a low pressure.

Cheng Jinshu was last. Ling Yu's eyes were a little complicated and he slowed down and walked with Cheng Jinshu.

She silently took out a bottle of healing pill from her mustard bag, poured one out and handed it to Cheng Jinshu.

Watching Cheng Jinshu smile gratefully at her and then take the elixir, a hint of gloom flashed in Ling Yu's eyes.

Unexpectedly, not even the third senior brother could defeat Ling Miao! What happened to that trash! Why on earth did she suddenly become so strong!

And that weird giant sword! what is going on! That trash, why on earth does she have such good things!

Cheng Jinshu didn't notice the strange look in Ling Yu's eyes. His whole body was now enveloped in a low pressure and he couldn't extricate himself.

"I'm sorry, Junior Sister Xiaoyu, Third Senior Brother... I couldn't keep the promise I made to you."

He failed to teach that brat a lesson and vented his anger on Junior Sister Xiaoyu.

Ling Yu suppressed the gloom in his eyes and looked at Cheng Jinshu gently.

"Don't say that, Third Senior Brother, I didn't take what you said back then seriously. She is my sister, and I sincerely hope she will be fine. It's just that my sister has really changed a lot, and I almost don't recognize her anymore."

Cheng Jinshu's expression was gloomy, and his eyes were not focused very well.

"I can't figure out why she suddenly became like this. In the past, even if I didn't like her, she still seemed like she couldn't live without me. How come she suddenly changed after being kicked out of the sect? Vice temperament?”
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Sect competition section: The socks worn by the little junior sister of Yuehua Sect... Forget it, I won't accept them... they're terrible.