The head master has a new female apprentice

Chapter 218: Fight! Fight! Fight! (6k)

Hearing Zhou Qing's question, the second uncle slowly opened his eyes, looking as if he was still unsatisfied.

"I haven't really learned much about this. To the east of the Shengwu Dynasty, it's in contact with a fourth-level cultivation nation called Jiuli."

"And this cultivation nation is in contact with four other cultivation nations. One of these cultivation nations seems to be bordering a fifth-level cultivation nation."

He stroked his chin, trying to recall, "That fifth-level cultivation nation seems to be called... Let me think, oh yeah, Tianyun Holy Dynasty, I think that's the name. Anyway, it's too far away, I haven't been there."

After hearing this, Zhou Qing's eyes lit up.

"Tianyun Holy Dynasty? It seems that number six should be from this cultivation country!"

Not long after the four flowers gathered at the top of the head, No. 6 mentioned this matter in the Shenxu Heavenly Palace, but No. 4 and No. 5 did not believe it at all.

After all, the three flowers gathering at the top of the head are extremely rare, not to mention the four flowers gathering at the top of the head which has never been heard of.

Moreover, there are several level four cultivation countries between the Shengwu Dynasty and the Tianyun Dynasty. Even if No. 6 is at the Soul-Slaying Realm, it is impossible for him to arrive so quickly and hear the news of the Four Flowers Gathering at the Top of the Head.

It seems that she was either in the Shengwu Dynasty or in the neighboring country at that time.

Next time, I can give it a try.

"Uncle, what are you doing?" Zhou Qing couldn't help asking out of curiosity after hearing the laughter again.

The second uncle waved his hand and said mysteriously, "Nothing, since Xuanyuan kid is here, I won't go to the banquet. Just find any excuse."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a knock on the door.

"Brother Zhou, Grandpa Huang and his men are back. We've prepared a celebration banquet and invite you all to come. By the way, is Brother Si Yun here? His residence seems to be empty."

Xuanyuan Yichen's voice came from outside the door.

Zhou Qing glanced at the second uncle, shrugged helplessly, and had to get up and walk out of the room.

……

At the banquet, Xuanyuan Shuo was extremely happy.

Ever since the four-color magic circle began to decline, he has been spending every day in worry.

He would immediately become alert if there was even the slightest disturbance in the three demon mountains.

Feng Lao, the Demon King of Taiyao Mountain, acts cunningly and has sneaked into the inland many times. He has always followed and monitored him secretly.

He even went so far as to ask his royal brother for help, hoping to find the fourth-level formation master again to help repair the formation.

But the answer he got was that a fourth-level formation master was like a mysterious dragon that could not be found even in a fifth-level cultivation country. It was not easy to find him.

In desperation, he had to invite the two highest-ranking third-level formation masters from the dynasty - Su Lishan and Wu Tiangang.

And handed over the precious jade slips recording the magic array to them without reservation.

Unexpectedly, after more than five years and spending a lot of resources and energy, the two not only failed to solve the problem, but made the situation worse.

He originally thought that the magic circle would remain hanging there half-dead, but he didn't expect that Lin Daochen, Zhou Qing and others would come and completely repair it in just three days.

What does this mean?
This means that if the root of the problem is not found, all other efforts will be in vain.

Su Lishan and Wu Tiangang seemed to be diligently repairing the magic circle, but in fact they were just doing superficial work, blindly carrying out some insignificant repairs.

Even when something went wrong, he couldn't wait to find someone to take the blame, which almost caused the entire magic circle to collapse.

Now, with the complete restoration, the heavy stone in his heart finally fell to the ground.

At this moment, the banquet was brightly lit and bustling with activity. The spacious hall was filled with delicacies and the aroma of wine filled the air.

Xuanyuan Shuo picked up the wine glass, stood up, and glanced at everyone present, his face full of relief and gratitude.

"The restoration of the magic circle today is entirely due to the efforts of Master Lin, Young Friend Zhou Qing, and others. Let's toast to him!"

The captains of the nine legions, including Xuanyuan Shuo's apprentice, the ninth prince and princess, all stood up, raised their glasses high, and saluted Zhou Qing, Lin Daochen and others.

Zhou Qing, Lin Daochen and others quickly stood up, full of humility.

Yan Xiaohu, who was also drinking nearby, sighed softly when he saw Lao Si drinking tea instead of wine.

Such a good young man was harmed like this by Senior Brother Du Kui.

But it’s good not to drink, it won’t affect things, and Lu Yaoyao doesn’t seem to like Lao Si drinking.

But he couldn't do that. He had long been accustomed to the drink and probably would never be able to change it in his lifetime.

"Brother Zhou, I'm Lu Jinghong, the Left Lieutenant General of the Longxiang Army. I heard that you defeated Jiang Pojun in less than half an hour. Is that true?"

After three rounds of drinks, a burly middle-aged man stood up and strode over with a wine glass in hand.

Each legion is divided into two generals on the left and right, who are both in the Spirit Transformation Realm. Jiang Pojun is the right general of the Longxiong Army.

At this moment, some people who were unaware of the situation were all shocked, including the seventh prince Xuanyuan Yichen, whose eyes were full of disbelief.

Jiang Pojun is a powerful cultivator in the Spirit Transformation Realm, and is almost invincible among those of the same level. How could Zhou Qing possibly defeat him?

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Xuanyuan Yichen reacted quickly and checked on Zhou Qing, only to find that Zhou Qing's aura was as restrained as the sea, without any leakage.

"Could it be that he has already become a god? How is this possible?"

A few years ago in Baiyu Taixu Academy, although he made rapid progress, he was only at the Nascent Soul stage. I even congratulated him on the restoration of his golden elixir.

It had only been a short time, and not only had he failed to catch up with his senior brother Gui Ao, but now even Zhou Qing had left him far behind.

At this moment, Jiang Pojun, who was sitting behind a low table opposite, met the gazes of his colleagues and felt a little embarrassed. He had to pretend to drink to cover it up.

Zhou Qingze smiled slightly.

On the spaceship when they came here, the second uncle gave him a list, as well as the other party's general state of mind and cultivation.

The Lu Jinghong in front of him is also one of Xuanyuan Shuo's disciples. He has reached the early stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm and can be said to be on par with Jiang Pojun.

"Jinghong, step back, don't you know the occasion?" Just when Zhou Qing was about to speak, Xuanyuan Shuo above him said with a dignified look and a bit of blame.

Only then did Lu Jinghong realize his rudeness and quickly bowed to Zhou Qing to apologize.

"Brother Zhou, I'm sorry! I'm just like that. I can't control myself after drinking a little bit. I hope you don't mind if I'm offended."

Having said that, he was about to return to his seat.

Zhou Qing smiled and said, "Brother Lu, you are too kind. I have long heard of your great name. Now that I have nothing to do, why not have a sparring match?"

When Lu Jinghong heard this, his eyes lit up immediately.

He is a warlike person and he always looks forward to competing with an equally strong opponent to improve his strength.

Ever since he learned that Junior Brother Jiang was defeated by Zhou Qing, he has been itching to do something.

In particular, Junior Brother Jiang told him that the artistic conception comprehended by the person in front of him was extremely strange and could easily break the artistic conception of others.

He couldn't believe it no matter what, but it ignited his strong curiosity and desire for challenge.

Seeing Zhou Qing mention it on his own initiative, he immediately looked at his master.

Xuanyuan Shuo was actually a little curious, but looking at the expressions of the two, he could only shake his head slightly with a smile in his eyes.

"Well, well, since you're all so excited, let's go to the martial arts arena and have some sparring. But remember, stop when you're ready and don't cause any damage to the relationship."

Hearing Xuanyuan Shuo's agreement, everyone was excited.

This is the best dish to go with wine.

The seventh prince Xuanyuan Yichen had a bitter look on his face. This scene further confirmed his guess.

……

Everyone immediately moved to the training ground!
The two people who entered the venue stood facing each other.

Lu Jinghong exuded a strong fighting spirit, while Zhou Qing looked calm and restrained.

"Wait a minute!" Just when everyone was looking forward to this exciting duel, a voice suddenly sounded from the side.

Everyone looked over at once and saw Yan Xiaohu swallowing nervously, with sweat oozing out of his palms.

Then he gritted his teeth and slapped his storage bag. A gambling table appeared and landed steadily on the ground.

Then he took out five top-grade spirit stones and placed them on the table. His voice trembled slightly as he said, "Three to one, only top-grade spirit stones. Anyone interested?"

This time, the second uncle is not here, so he must seize the opportunity to get rich overnight.

Facing the familiar gambling table, everyone looked at each other in bewilderment, and the captains of several major legions couldn't help but laugh.

As rough guys stationed at the border, their favorite things to do in this boring border life on weekdays are nothing more than slaying monsters, drinking, sleeping and gambling.

They didn't expect to meet a fellow practitioner, and this little fellow in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul was so generous that he gave them five top-grade spirit stones at once. They would not be polite then.

Seeing dozens of onlookers eager to try, Yan Xiaohu's heart skipped a beat and he quickly said, "Limit it to five people. If we lose, I can raise the money to pay for it!"

Yan Xiaohu didn't expect that so many people had top-grade spirit stones. If he won, he would make a fortune.

But what if you lose?
When the time comes, the fourth brother and others will just walk away, leaving him here to pay with his flesh, and he won't be able to escape for hundreds of years.

Although he believed in the fourth brother, nothing is absolute.

Let’s test the waters today.

shhhhhh!
Soon, five legion commanders who had reached the peak of the Spirit Transformation Realm appeared in front of Yan Xiaohu, as if they were afraid of missing out on this gamble.

Each person directly threw down five top-grade spirit stones and said in a loud and powerful voice: "It's a bet!"

Looking at the five people who had already occupied the gambling table, the others were filled with resentment, muttering "This is too fast", and could only stand aside and watch the start of this gambling game.

As for Xuanyuan Shuo in front, when he saw this scene, he just smiled and shook his head, his eyes full of indulgence, and did not stop it at all. After all, this was also his daily way of entertainment.

Yan Xiaohu looked at the twenty-five top-grade spirit stones in front of him, feeling both excited and frightened, and even regretting his impulsiveness.

If he lost, he would have to pay out seventy-five top-grade spirit stones, but he only had five of them in total.

Zhou Qing, who was at the scene, sighed when he saw this scene.

But soon he received a message from Yan Xiaohu.

"Fourth Brother, please, otherwise I, your senior brother, might be caught here. It's a 50-50 split afterwards!" Yan Xiaohu pleaded.

Zhou Qing bargained without hesitation: "Four-six!"

"Do you know how big a risk I'm taking?" Yan Xiaohu became anxious when he heard it.

"Well, I lose, it's not a big loss." Zhou Qing pretended to be relaxed.

"No, okay, 46 is 46!" Yan Xiaohu said quickly.

Watching Zhou Qing slowly taking out the broken sword, Yan Xiaohu prayed again: "Goddess of Heaven, please bless the fourth brother, bless me. I will only take this risk once, and I will never gamble again."

Lu Jinghong watched Zhou Qing take out a rusty broken sword, but he did not let his guard down.

According to Junior Brother Jiang, even though the sword looked broken, it was incredibly tough. Even his spear's full-strength attack couldn't leave a mark on it. At this moment, Lu Jinghong took a deep breath, and the drunkenness immediately dissipated, replaced by a fierce fighting spirit.

A big knife appeared in his hand at some point. The blade was as black as ink, engraved with unknown spells, and exuded a cold chill.

"Brother Zhou, I'm sorry!" Lu Jinghong shouted, and as the spiritual power surged around his body, he shot forward in an instant like a fully drawn bow.

Zhou Qing looked calm. At the moment when the big knife was about to touch him, his figure suddenly flashed and disappeared from the spot like a ghost.

Lu Jinghong's first attempt resulted in him striking nothing.

"What a fast speed!" Lu Jinghong was surprised.

Zhou Qing had already appeared behind him, with a sharp light flashing in his eyes.

"What a domineering sword energy! In this case, I won't be polite!" Zhou Qing smiled slightly, picked up the broken sword and rushed forward.

Lu Jinghong snorted, and pressed forward with the knife flashing.

In an instant, the sound of metal colliding rang out continuously, and the powerful force impacted, causing the surrounding air to vibrate.

Yan Xiaohu's head kept shaking from side to side, he was so nervous.

The eyes of the others all emitted different colors, because only in this way could they keep up with the dazzling speed of the two people in the Spirit Transformation Realm.

After many attempts, Lu Jinghongshu instantly widened the distance between the two.

He suddenly grasped the hilt of the knife with both hands and raised it above his head.

Suddenly, a black mist suddenly surged up with him as the center, and the sound of a dragon's roar could be heard faintly in the mist.

Suddenly, a pair of blood-red pupils vaguely emerged from the increasingly thick fog, emitting a terrifying pressure.

"I didn't expect General Lu to be able to display his artistic conception so quickly. It seems Zhou Qing is quite capable."

"Yes, as a formation master, it should be within the reasonable rules for him to use formation plates or flags during the battle, but he doesn't seem to have any intention of doing so."

"Let's put him aside for now. General Lu's 'Dragon Abyss Raging Waves' state of mind was gained by specifically visiting Blood Prison Mountain and spying on the Dragon Emperor. It's extremely powerful."

"So he is a madman, but we have to admit that he succeeded and is now even more domineering."

……

Everyone was talking about it, and Lu Yaoyao and others couldn't help but feel worried after hearing it.

Zhou Qing stood there, waiting for his artistic conception to fully unfold, feeling it first, and then slowly raised his hand.

He spoke softly, his voice was not loud, but it seemed to contain some kind of power of rules: "Break!"

In an instant, a golden ripple suddenly spread out.

There was a loud "bang" and Lu Jinghong's artistic conception collapsed the moment of contact.

The black mist dissipated and the dragon's roar gradually disappeared.

His body shook a few times and he staggered backward. His face turned pale as paper and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

"This...how is this possible?" Lu Jinghong looked at Zhou Qing in disbelief.

Including Xuanyuan Shuo and others, their pupils shrank.

What kind of artistic conception is this? It's so overbearing!
Jiang Pojun sniffed.

See, my artistic conception is just like this, and you still don’t believe it.

Zhou Qing did not give Lu Jinghong any chance to breathe and approached him at a very fast speed.

"The fourth move of the Cang Lei Sword Technique: Execute!"

The terrifying thunder, like hundreds of giant pythons, mixed with countless sword energies, crashed down...

……

boom!
Zhou Qing calculated the timing just right. In less than half an hour, Lu Jinghong flew backwards and rolled on the ground several times before he was able to stabilize his body.

I have to say that this person is a little stronger than Jiang Pojun. At least he used nearly 70% of his strength this time.

"Brother Lu, I'm sorry!" Zhou Qing stood in the air and bowed.

Seeing this, Lu Yaoyao was about to cheer excitedly, but Lu Yuanzhi, who was standing beside her, gently pulled her.

Only then did she react and quickly turned her gaze to the people around her, especially Xuanyuan Shuo who was sitting in the main seat.

He quickly covered his mouth, but he couldn't hide the excitement in his eyes, which were almost curved into crescents.

Yan Xiaohu didn't have so many concerns. He could no longer suppress his inner ecstasy and shouted excitedly.

Then he quickly put all the top-grade spirit crystals into the storage bag.

“It’s coming, it’s coming, this time it’s really coming!”

Twenty-five top-grade spirit stones! He had never seen so much money in his life.

Lin Daochen also looked at the tall pine-like figure in the air, his eyes full of admiration.

This child is not only a genius in formation, but is equally good in cultivation. This is a true prodigy!
At this time, except for a few close people who were excited, the rest of the people were staring blankly at everything in the field, with shock and disbelief written all over their faces.

Lu Jinghong, the left general of the Longxiang Army, was defeated just like that?
Why does it feel like a dream?

Especially Xuanyuan Shuo, whose originally calm and composed face couldn't help but reveal a hint of surprise at this moment.

You know, Lu Jinghong and Jiang Pojun both grew and broke through little by little through actual fighting.

They were almost invincible among their peers, but now, they were all defeated by a young man who focused on studying formations.

It's incredible no matter how you look at it.

The commanders of the nine legions also had their eyes wide open, especially the commander of the Longxiong Legion. As a deputy general under him, no one knew more about it than him.

But, it took less than half an hour. This is too embarrassing.

The seventh prince Xuanyuan Yichen had a complicated look in his eyes. Ever since he knew that the Ghost Mastiff had broken through to the God Transformation stage, he felt an invisible pressure on him.

For this reason, he took the initiative to come to the border for training, but what was the result?

The two brothers had already quietly left him far behind.

Jiang Pojun, who was standing aside, felt mixed emotions.

This situation was simply a repetition of his competition that day.

Still so neat and efficient.

Lu Jinghong, kneeling on one knee, stared blankly at Zhou Qing in the air, his eyes full of confusion.

How could he be defeated so miserably on his own turf, in front of so many people?

Especially the commanders of the five major legions, who trusted him so much that they bet more than twenty top-grade spirit stones on him.

But soon, the pain and unwillingness on his face gradually faded away, replaced by a look of calmness.

"Brother Zhou, I lost, and I lost with conviction." Lu Jinghong cupped his hands and then let out a long breath: "I have benefited a lot from fighting with Brother Zhou today. Thank you very much!"

Although he lost this battle, it was still a glorious one, and it made him understand many of his own limitations.

Seeing this, Zhou Qing returned the favor and humbly said, "Brother Lu, I'm grateful for your kindness. If it were a life-and-death battle, I'm afraid I would have been defeated long ago. Thank you for showing mercy, Brother Lu."

"I don't care about your feelings. I lost, and I, Lu Jinghong, can afford to lose. No need to flatter me!"

Lu Jinghong waved his hand and smiled brightly.

He is open-minded and can let go of winning or losing. After all, failure is not shameful. The important thing is to learn lessons from it.

After saying that, Lu Jinghong turned around and looked at Xuanyuan Shuo who was sitting high in the main seat, with a hint of shame in his eyes.

After all, he was defeated on his own turf, in front of so many people, which was a disappointment to his master's daily teachings and expectations.

At this moment, he pursed his lips, bowed briefly, and walked into the crowd.

Looking at him, Zhou Qing felt a surge of admiration in his heart.

He admires people with such open-minded temperament, who are not shy or pretentious.

Lu Jinghong is, and Jiang Pojun is too!

But at this moment, he felt like he hadn't wanted to finish yet.

Especially after the battle just now, his own artistic conception seemed to be replenished and was moving towards the stage of great success.

Every breakthrough after the Spirit Transformation Realm, in addition to one's own spiritual power, is the follow-up of artistic conception.

Just like when the second uncle took him with him, holding the black material of the sect leaders or elders, forcing them to use the state of great success or perfection to gain enlightenment for themselves.

Perhaps, this trip to the border, in addition to repaying the favor of the Second Uncle, also brought indescribable benefits to himself.

Only these brave generals stationed on the border can give him this feeling.

Because their artistic conception, in addition to being special, also contains a special murderous aura.

This feeling that suddenly appears at this moment cannot be missed!

Thinking of this, Zhou Qing felt excited, and immediately drew some of the blood and spiritual power from the golden flower.

Suddenly, the aura of his whole body returned to its peak again, vigorous and majestic.

Then he turned his attention to the other two people on the field.

Qin Liao and Xie Heng are the left and right generals of the Hanyuan Army, one of the nine major legions.

At the same time, they are also on the second uncle's list.

After two banquets, thanks to the seventh prince's introduction, he had become familiar with everyone.

"I have heard of your great names for a long time. I wonder if I can have a sparring match with you two?" Zhou Qing said with a smile, his eyes flashing with a fiery fighting spirit.

The two were stunned when they heard this.

"Shall we go together?" Qin Liao thought he had misheard.

Zhou Qing nodded, his eyes flashing with sharpness, and made a gesture of inviting battle.

For a moment, everyone present was shocked.

This is too crazy. He just finished such an intense competition, and not only did he not take a break to adjust, he even took the initiative to challenge the two of them.

These two men are the left and right generals of the Hanyuan Army, and both are at the early stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm.

One is easy to deal with, but the two are colleagues and brothers. If they join forces, their combat power is no worse than that of an average mid-stage Spirit Transformation Realm cultivator.

But on second thought, young people are full of passion, especially since they just won a game, so it is understandable that they are a little motivated.

(End of this chapter)