I'm not a psychopath!

Chapter 36: Third on the Battle List

"He is that Jiang Qing, right?"

Countless glances were cast from the audience, all of them were shocked by the mop in his hand.

Jiang Qing also stared at his opponent.

The seventh level of foundation building is considered to have entered the later stage. He is exactly ranked 100th. He danced a sword flower with the mop and walked quickly forward.

"Wait a minute."

The other party made a stop gesture.

"I know you. You learned from Fairy Qingsu, so you must be very powerful." The other party curled his lips and said, "If we are at the same level, I know I am not as good as you, but you just entered the foundation building stage, and you want to fight me with a mop?"

"Sir, are you being a little arrogant?"

"Fellow Daoist, just go ahead and make your move." Jiang Qing said seriously, "In fact, my main skill is the mop skill. I don't mean to look down on you, fellow Daoist."

"Major in mop?" The man saw the shiny silver mop in Jiang Qing's hand and felt it was indeed unusual.

"It's true that there are so many wonders in this world, Zhuang Yanxiu! I'd like to ask for your advice!"

He let out a loud shout, and his body was as fast as an arrow shot from a bow. His two palms glowed with golden light, and he pounced like a tiger.

He is actually a physical cultivator?
Jiang Qing found it interesting, and the other party's cultivation was not the same as his. 'I don't know which one is stronger, his or my jade bone?'

The palm wind was already in front of him.

At the critical moment when Jiang Qing was about to be hit, he slightly turned his body to let the palm hit nothing, and at the same time he raised his right arm and stabbed him with a mop.

“Hmm!!”

Zhuang Yanxiu groaned.

A golden light suddenly appeared in front of him, blocking Jiang Qing's attack, but he was still knocked back several meters.

Jiang Qing was almost confident. In fact, he had his reasons for starting from the bottom of the list, which was to build up momentum. With these consecutive victories, his momentum was getting stronger and stronger.

Just by overwhelming the opponent with your aura, you can make it difficult for him to exert his full strength.

And his accumulated strength can be added to the sword intent, directly increasing the power. Although he is holding a mop in his hand, in his eyes, it is a sword.

If the mop that was stabbed out just now was the tip of a sword, it should have been enough to break the opponent's defense.

"Zhenwu subdues the demons!"

Zhuang Yanxiu exploded again, borrowing a Zhenwu Dharma body, forming a phantom outside his body. The two of them attacked each other again. With every punch and drag, they were both powerful and the sound of air explosions caused by the collision was endless.

The two men slapped each other during the fight.

"Average." Jiang Qing murmured.

He didn't want to delay any longer. "I've been enlightened for eight hundred years, and I've never used a flying mop to take someone's head. Brother Zhuang is really lucky. Come and try my mop."

With the blessing of the Nine Soldiers' Swords, he flew out immediately!
"not good!"

Zhuang Yanxiu's expression changed drastically, and the other party's momentum suddenly changed drastically and became extremely fierce.

If he gets mopped like this, he might die!
Even the audience watching outside the venue felt the murderous aura approaching and couldn't help but shrink their necks. Several guests' eyes lit up.

This boy is so young, but he can actually make such a mop. He has a bright future.

"I give up!!"

Zhuang Yanxiu gasped for breath, but the sword still flew towards him, and then.
"Bang."

Zhuang Yanxiu watched Jiang Qing walk in front of him, then squatted down to pick up the mop and coughed: "Ahem, it was purely an accident. I didn't expect the wind resistance of the mop to be so great, and my head was a bit heavy."

Zhuang Yanxiu: “.”

You didn't even use any strength! What kind of poetry are you reciting! You scared me!
Unfortunately, he had already given up. If he lost, he lost. He clasped his fists:

"I lost."

"Thank you." Jiang Qing returned the greeting.

The viewing platform of the venue.

The seven peak masters grinned from ear to ear, and the elders and peak masters beside them also praised Jiang Qing's performance.

"Old Seven, you really have a good disciple."

"He defeated a physical cultivator at the late stage of foundation building with just an early stage of foundation building. You should know that physical cultivators at the same level are stronger than ordinary cultivators."

"The key is to have courage and spirit. Young people should have the momentum of a rainbow!"

"That's not."

The Seventh Peak Master smiled and said:
"This kid probably hasn't used his full strength yet." He knew the Ziyun Body Refining Technique, which was a dual cultivation of body and technique.

"Wow, so you can still push yourself up the list? You've just entered the foundation building stage. Old Seven, you really found a treasure."

Another compliment.

The seven peak masters were so embarrassed.

He scratched his head and looked away, only to see Luo Hua squatting on the stage alone.

The others also looked in the direction.

They all shook their heads and sighed, saying:

"I don't know what's wrong with Brother Lingxu. He accepted such a disciple, who dared to challenge the top three on the human list right away, and challenged three at once."

"Ah, looking at the way he squats on the stage, he doesn't seem to be very smart"

At this time, Luo Hua was squatting on the stage.

Countless pairs of eyes were watching him, but the problem was that his opponent never showed up. The longer it delayed, the more stressed he felt.

"Wow!"

A figure passed over the conference hall.

"You are the one challenging me?" The man in black put his hands behind his back and glanced at Luo Hua. "Oh, I give up."

"What do you mean? I came all the way here, do you think I'm a fool? I have to fight you today, so come on!"

After half an hour.

Jiang Qing and Luo Hua each walked down the stage.

Luo Hua's face was bruised and swollen. He rushed towards Jiang Qing angrily and grabbed his collar: "Fight the remaining two games by yourself!"

"Brother Luo, don't worry. It's just a list of people. You can take it down with a little trick." Jiang Qing said something in Luo Hua's ear.

"Are you kidding? No matter what you say, I won't believe you." Luo Hua shook his head repeatedly. What a weird plan. It sounded unreliable.

"You do not believe?"

"I do not believe."

"Then you can watch it."

Jiang Qing walked to the stone tablet, found the third place on the list, pressed his palm, and read the name softly.

"Jiang Qing from the ninth peak challenges the tenth on the human list, the ninth on the human list, and the third on the human list." The announcement spread immediately, and within one day, people challenged the top three one after another!
This Jiang Qing's name is more famous.

Everyone in the sect knew him, so he came up directly to challenge the three of them.

"Seventh Brother, your apprentice is here."

"Why don't you go and stop him, and we'll help you cancel this fight."

Unexpectedly, the Seventh Peak Master, who always doted on his apprentice, actually shook his head and said, "No, let him try this time. It's normal for young people to be arrogant. Let him suffer a loss and temper his character."

On the other side.

The man in black had just beaten Luo Hua and was about to leave when he heard that he was challenged again.

And it was the 'famous' Jiang Qing. He stopped.

Jiang Qing's future status is destined to be high. Coupled with his terrifying talent, it is only a matter of time before he rises to power. If we can take advantage of the fact that he is still weak and give him a beating with justification, wouldn't that give us more bragging capital?

Lian Zhiqi looked at Jiang Qing:

"I hope you can come to me."

Unexpectedly, Jiang Qing seemed to notice him, turned around and smiled at him.

"Oh? Interesting."

He followed Jiang Qing to the stage, only to see Jiang Qing holding a mop and fighting against the tenth on the human list.

Win.

Fight against the ninth on the human list.

Also wins!

The whole venue was in an uproar. It would be fine if you won, but you were holding a mop! ?
And you plan to continue using this mop to fight against the third place on the human list?
really.

Jiang Qing walked onto the stage step by step with determination. Although his breath was extremely disordered, his momentum was unprecedentedly strong.

Lian Zhiqi followed him onto the stage. He looked at the young man in front of him, who was staggering. However, he actually felt a little breathless, as if his chest was being pressed by a water tank.

"call."

He took a long breath and said:

"Are you sure you want to continue the fight in this state? I can wait until you recover."

Jiang Qing didn't say anything.

Just hold up the mop.

'Nine Weapons Sword Controlling Style 2.'

"Moonfall."

The mop was faster than light and shadow, and it stabbed Lian Zhiqi directly in the heart.

Lian Zhiqi's pupils shrank into needle-points. A huge force was coming at him like a tidal wave. The mop was even more powerful and heavy. He really couldn't avoid it! ?
However, after stabbing with the sword, Jiang Qing, who was holding on to the mop, was no longer able to fight. Using only the mop, he had really reached his limit.

I can't say I regret it.

It’s a pity that I didn’t get the system reward.

"I"

"I lost." Lian Zhiqi spoke before Jiang Qing. He looked at the ribs near his chest and found that they were broken. The mop was used as if it was a sword.

He might really die!
People are so powerful using mops.

"Lian Zhiqi, I am convinced." He clasped his fists to Jiang Qing, then left the ring with his hands covering his chest.

The whole place was silent.

Jiang Qing?

Use a mop to win the third place in the human ranking?
Even the referee watching the game couldn't help but trot over to interview Jiang Qing.

"Ah? How did you win? I really don't know. Can you let me go back first?"

"Ah, yes, yes, yes."

"Yes, actually I majored in mopping because that's what my master taught me. Yes, mopping works wonders. Can you guys stop bothering me?"

Jiang Qing was annoyed by the crowd and said a few perfunctorily, but he didn't know that the speaker was unintentional but the listener was intentional.

"Brother, this mop seems to be really something. The master is Fairy Qingsu. Seriously, how about we make one too?"

"good."

"By the way, help me fight too."

(End of this chapter)