I became a fox girl and was captured by the True Dragon Saint

Soon, the performance panel showed the strength level of Class B.

Then the sturdy man went straight to the speed change avoidance device without any rest.

[A total of 500 light bullets were fired, 201 were successfully dodged, and the rating is: Grade C]

Jie Shui's eyes almost fell to the ground.

How is it possible for this guy to be so powerful and yet so agile?

This question kept spinning in his mind, but he was too embarrassed to ask it out loud.

Complete defeat, a world of difference.

Just now he was still feeling complacent about his own strength, but he didn't expect that the enemy's power burst out in the blink of an eye and was countless times stronger than him!

Obviously, I am already the best person in the Jie family...

Then, the opponent ran to the speed measuring crystal to test the burst speed.

Jie Shui was not willing to be outdone, so he also ran to the speed measuring crystal and started running at the same time as the other party!

The same 100-meter distance, but Jie Shui was obviously several body lengths slower than the other person. When he reached the finish line and looked at the other side, he saw that the result had already been displayed in the other person's machine - Class B.

And I am level D.

This was a gap that made his back shiver. He believed that if he met the opponent in a head-on duel, he would be defeated and killed instantly after the first encounter.

And this is just a bronze-level cultivator.

“I…” Jie Shui clenched his fists, his head buzzing, “So I’m so weak… I’m too weak.”

Hearing what Huo Jinjin said, Jiang Keer was suddenly stunned.

How did this guy steal my catchphrase?

Si Lian smiled and lit a cigarette, then leaned leisurely against a tree, watching everything silently, with a gleam of light in her eyes.

Is it weak? Of course not.

The problem is, the opponent should not be a bronze-level player at all. He is qualified to enter the semi-finals. Each of them has received elite training since childhood and has been through hundreds of battles!

For the Bagpipe Squad, it can be regarded as an existence of a higher dimension!

However, Jie Shui didn't know, and neither did the other members of the Bagpipe Squad.

So, boys and girls, enjoy the pain of having your cognition torn apart.

When you get used to all this, and finally catch up with each other, that day comes when you think you have just reached the bronze level.

You will find that fighting is so simple.

(1/3)

24. blow

On the other side, Tai Shuxuan was completely immersed in the satisfaction of winning a great victory.

He wanted to use real combat power data to defeat these ungrateful little monsters, to undermine their self-confidence and make them realize how big the gap was between themselves and the real elites!

Then he lost his fighting spirit and felt sad for his own race. From then on he dared not go on stage or face any team.

Avoid fighting? Fine, I'll kill you.

Unless you dare to face your fears and fight with honor, you will always live in the shadow of being inferior to others!

These players are young and full of vigor. They are unwilling to be outdone. To undermine their self-confidence is the most severe torture for them. Tai Shuxuan knows this all too well.

At this time, Jie Shui stood there blankly, completely different from his usual energetic and mentally retarded appearance.

He clenched and unclenched his fists, and after a while, he sighed weakly: "I'm sorry, I embarrassed everyone."

He was willing to lose at any time, but not now and bring shame to the entire team.

The equipment showed the difference in strength most directly, making him realize that the other party did have the ability to humiliate him... This was what was most difficult for him to accept.

The rest of the team members did not blame him because they all knew that they were not much stronger than Jie Shui.

Everyone knew their own strength and maximum speed very well, and they could not imagine that a bronze team could achieve such results.

Moreover, they are his current opponents.

"You are really weak," Si Lian's tone was blunt and uncomfortably harsh, "Do you understand now why I didn't allow you to fight?"

The little demons clenched their teeth, and caught a glimpse of the smug look on Tai Shuxuan and the members of Zhanhuang's 16th team's faces from the corner of their eyes. They listened to their provocative whistles, and anger rushed to their heads uncontrollably, but was followed by a feeling of powerlessness and contrast.

In the past few days, they have been killing it in the ring, and their mentality has already swelled. They are thinking about whether they can create a miracle of winning a hundred games in a row and rushing into the finals, and fantasizing about becoming a legend.

While I was becoming complacent, my awareness of cultivation was gradually fading. I always felt that I was already very strong, so I didn't have such an urgent motivation to practice.

"I won't say nonsense like it's not too late to work hard now. Some gaps can never be caught up. When you are making progress, your enemies are also making progress. One step ahead, one step ahead," Si Lian said indifferently, "but if you want to defeat such an opponent, you have to find a way, you have to work harder and sacrifice more to catch up."

"Aunt Si Lian," Jie Shui's voice trembled, and he looked at Si Lian with hope, "Do you think... can we catch up? The reason you brought us here must be because there must be a way, right?"

"Okay, if you're a genius," Si Lian said with disdain in her eyes, "but you're not. You're just passing. In this Shenzhou Cup, you can't even be called excellent."

The water is like being struck by lightning.

He thought he would be a savior who appeared out of nowhere.

He didn't know why he was so inflated, but when he joined the team, an extraordinary sense of mission filled his whole body.

He always felt that he should be a special existence. Everything would be different in his generation, and miracles would happen whenever he got into trouble.

But he knew that he was actually no different from others. He was just a poor conceited wretch who didn't dare to admit it.

"If you don't agree, just train me." Si Lian said briefly and said no more.

On the other side, the members of the Zhanhuang 16th Team have fully devoted themselves to training.

They are skilled and experienced, like a small army with complete systems.

From their assessment devices, voice reports of their results kept coming out. Grade B, Grade C, these words kept coming out in an endless stream, like magic music pouring into the ears of the bagpipe team members.

"We will follow you all the time," Tai Shuxuan said with the complacency of a winner, "until you disband or die. Feel the taste of failure over and over again, and feel the despair of never being able to catch up!"

Si Lian held the pipe in his mouth, but he was not angry at all. Instead, he smiled faintly.

Tai Shuxuan also smiled: "I know what you are thinking. You are using us to hone your team members, but some setbacks cannot be made up for no matter how hard you try. In despair, your team members will only be defeated step by step."

"Some people become more useless the more they lose, while others become stronger the more they lose," Si Lian raised her chin slightly, "You can win ten thousand times, but we only need to win once."

"Oh," Tai Shuxuan disagreed, "Let's wait and see."

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Jie Shui was greatly stimulated. He ran to lift weights like crazy without saying a word, racking his brains to improve the efficiency of converting his spiritual power into strength.

Lin Gang was exercising strength with him beside him. Although Lin Gang's expression was calm, his eyes would occasionally look towards the position where the other person was training, and there were six bright red notes with large characters on his arm.

Gan Ruanruan dodged and moved on the speed avoidance device. She squinted her eyes and looked so focused that she seemed to have forgotten the unpleasantness just now. However, it was the first time that Jiang Keer saw her so serious.

A Miao poured spells at the speed-changing target, but his reaction was still as slow, and it took him a long time to dare to throw a spell... But Jiang Ke'er observed for a long time and saw that every shot of his was accurate and powerful.

"What about you?" Si Lian looked at Jiang Ke'er who was standing still.

"I'm going to sleep," Jiang Ke'er lay down on the treetop in an unsociable manner, "Sleeping is the best way for me to practice."

Si Lian was very surprised.

She believed that no young man could remain calm under such stimulation unless he had completely lost his fighting spirit.

But Jiang Ke'er is obviously not that kind of person.

So she should have her own training plan, and Si Lian will not interfere forcibly.

"When will the fight begin?" Jiang Ke'er suddenly asked.

Si Lian knew that she couldn't hide her thoughts from the little fox, so she said frankly: "Half a month, that's the limit of what Tai Shuxuan can endure."

Half a month, for a monk immersed in cultivation, it is just a blink of an eye.

Jiang Ke'er nodded, closed her eyes coldly, lay on the treetop, and entered the cultivation space.

"Boom..."

She wasn't handsome for five seconds.

Jiang Ke'er fell headfirst to the ground, covering the swelling on her forehead with tears in her eyes.

Si Lian didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Why do you have to run to the top of the tree if you want to sleep? Let me see."

Si Lian blew gently on the swelling on Jiang Ke'er's forehead, and asked with concern: "Does it still hurt?"

"It's nothing, it doesn't hurt!" Jiang Ke'er's face flushed red, and she raised her hand and quickly used holy light to repair the damaged tissue.

"Go to sleep." Si Lian helped Jiang Ke'er sit down against the tree, using her shoulders as support for Jiang Ke'er.

Jiang Ke'er quickly closed her eyes and pretended to be trying to sleep to avoid embarrassment.

Si Lian quietly put out the choking pipe and replaced it with a wine gourd, taking one puff after another in silence.

She looked at Jiang Keer's childish face and laughed in a trance.

No one knows what happened to the little one who fell from a tree and broke his head while picking fruit, and cried like a big cat but gritted his teeth and said it didn't hurt, now.

You guys really seem like you were carved from the same mold.

They are all so stubborn.

(2/3)

(The third update will be very, very late, maybe tomorrow morning, so you don’t have to wait.)

25. Fight Back

The past half month has not been easy for the five little monsters of the Bagpipe Squad.

Tai Shuxuan was a guy who actually kept his word. He followed them outside the city to train together every day, and he was sarcastic and mocking during the training.

Unfortunately, Jie Shui and the others had no solution. No matter how hard they tried, they were still beaten in training results.

Fifteen days of training was simply not enough to catch up with the enemy's strength and speed. The opponent had spent more than ten years of high-intensity training to achieve the current results, which was impossible to achieve overnight.

Jiang Ke'er was also very uncomfortable. Fighting against the system dummy with two sealing bracelets was simply giving it away for free.

This kind of pain, where the brain clearly reacts but the body is completely unable to respond, drives Jiang Keer crazy.

But there are also benefits. This training method is extremely effective in improving calculation ability.

Now, deducing the opponent's moves has become her instinct. She cannot control her calculation ability at all and is thinking and calculating all the time.

Even if the other party makes a slight movement, she will deduce the other party's psychological activities and what they might do next.

Otherwise, she wouldn't be able to survive even two moves from the system dummy.

But this also made her very tired, and she lost her hair again due to malnutrition, and the dark circles around her eyes were very obvious.

The little demons thought that she, like the other members of the team, was worried and frustrated because of the provocation of Team Zhanhuang 16.

Everyone is having a hard time these days.

The little demons no longer had the aura that they thought they could crush everything when they first formed the team. Jie Shui and Gan Ruan Ruan, who used to be chattering, became quiet and taciturn, and the atmosphere was terribly depressing.

It's really uncomfortable to be compared to others in every aspect.

Half a month later in the early morning, the sound of drums announced the start of a new day of competition, and also the end of a night of training.

Tai Shuxuan waved his hand arrogantly to take back the training equipment, glanced at the little demons with disdain, and had completely lost the desire to play tricks on them.

In his opinion, he had already won, completely.

He has successfully defeated the opponent's self-confidence. The collapse of self-confidence is the beginning of the collapse of Taoism. These little monsters are already useless.

Then there was no need for him to waste time here. Although it was a pity that he did not kill the other party and get the meteorite iron in the end, he already felt satisfied enough.

He won again, just like every victory he led Team 8 and Team 16 of the Zhanhuang Team, easily and simply.

The forces are completely not in the same order of magnitude and are not equal at all.

But at this moment, he suddenly heard a conversation coming from the bagpipe team.

"Go back and rest for three hours, and then go to the ring at noon."

Tai Shuxuan felt that there might be something wrong with his ears.