Cultivating immortals is not as good as alchemy

Chapter 67 Challenge
"Do they have any enmity? They are so ruthless."

Fu Xiaoyun couldn't bear it, there was absolutely no need to fight like this, just blow people down.

"Just because you want to enter the inner door, you are beyond your control!"

"Just hit it, whatever nonsense you say."

Xiao Wang was so angry that he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand.

Fu Xiaoyun tugged at Chen Feng's sleeve, and tilted his head back, "I'm talking to you, why are you ignoring me?"

Chen Feng looked down at Fu Xiaoyun, her mouth opened and closed, it was too alluring, he really wanted to kiss her.

Chen Feng answered absently, "Yes."

Fu Xiaoyun frowned, dissatisfied with Chen Feng's perfunctory attitude, "Say two more words!"

Chen Feng stretched out his hand to smooth her frown, and said again, "It should be."

Fu Xiaoyun shook off Chen Feng's sleeve and stopped talking to him.

……

The applause sounded, and the competition was coming to an end.

The big man's small hammer seemed weightless, and he swung it non-stop from the beginning to the end. The frequency of the attacks was so dense that Xiao Wang couldn't fight back at all.

He defended passively throughout the entire process, and countless collisions caused cracks in the spirit sword.

Fu Xiaoyun sighed helplessly, feeling sorry for Xiao Wang, "He shouldn't have hesitated, once he gets the upper hand, he won't be so passive later on, maybe he can fight back and forth."

Not long after, Xiao Wang's hands trembled unceasingly, the spirit sword had been scrapped, and he could only resist with spiritual power.

The long-term defense made Xiao Wang physically exhausted, and his spiritual power was also seriously overdrawn.

The big man held his strength, and swung his hammer at Xiao Wang again.

Xiao Wang was beaten and flew out of the field, with blood continuously flowing out of his mouth.

Following his backward flying trajectory, blood flowed all over the sword-testing field.

Xiao Wang opened his mouth to say something, but his eyes went dark, and he tilted his head and passed out.

A few disciples who had been friends with Xiao Wang hurried forward, fed him a recovery pill, and carried him away.

……

This competition brought the atmosphere of the scene to a higher level.

The inner disciples cheered one after another, expressing their honor.

It's too embarrassing for these inner disciples, "Good fight!"

"That's the way to fight!"

The morale of the outer disciples was low, and Xiao Wang's failure made them sober. The gap of one word is like a gap, which is difficult to cross.

After that, there were several rounds of challenges, basically the outer door challenged the inner door.

Generally speaking, you lose more than you win.

The outer disciples seemed to have been hit in the head, and the next challenge was cautious.

When picking someone, be careful.

Courage also needs to be used in the right place.

……

From Fu Xiaoyun's high spirits at the beginning to his listlessness later, it was a sign of the passage of time.

She played with Chen Feng's fingers boredly, straightening, bending back, straightening, bending back.

Chen Feng looked at her dotingly, and let her toss about.

"Why doesn't anyone challenge the direct disciple?"

"Is it because the direct disciples are not attractive enough?"

"I regret that I came to participate. I stood stupidly the whole time. It's not fun at all."

……

After another competition was over, Fu Xiaoyun leaned on Chen Feng, closed his eyes and rested his mind.

A pleasant voice sounded.

"The disciple heard that Junior Sister Fu practiced so fast, and wanted to ask for advice."

These words were spoken to Wei Ming (the third elder).

Fu Xiaoyun's eyes opened suddenly, the big eyes were full of excitement, coming, coming!
She looked at the person who spoke, and it turned out to be an acquaintance.

Wei Ming's personal disciple, Zhao Ren.

Chen Feng clenched his fists and took a deep look at Zhao Ren.

Boy, I remember you!

If you have the guts, I will hit you once I see you.

Tang Youyi, who didn't have a strong sense of presence in the corner, narrowed his eyes.

In my mind, I have already arranged a series of package packages for Zhao Ren.

There are several alternatives.

……

(End of this chapter)