The female supporting role is no longer a human being

Chapter 161
Wu Shaoqi easily dodged the full-strength blow unleashed by the two men from the Wuyimen. Before the two of them could react, a bright sword struck in front of them.

The two were startled and hurriedly backed away.

But it is already late.

The sharp light of the knife flashed across the chests of the two, and the next moment, a long bloodstain was cut diagonally on the chests of the two.

Not only did the two people in Wuyimen on the stage fail to react to the sudden scene, but even the people watching the battle under the stage were also a little unable to react in time.

When they saw the scene clearly again, the two people from Wuyimen had fallen to the ground with serious injuries, while Wu Shaoqi held a straight knife in his hand and pointed at the ground obliquely, with a calm expression on his face.

Wu Shaoqi hadn't used weapons before, and everyone thought he was paying more attention to boxing or kicking, but only now did he know that the opponent was not like this at all, but that he didn't need it at all before he was ready to use it.

The two people from Wuyimen were beheaded, but they didn't admit defeat.

Wu Shaoqi didn't say anything, and strode towards the two of them with a knife in hand.

The Wuyimen didn't admit defeat, which meant they were still competing. There was obviously no chance of winning. If they didn't admit defeat quickly, Wu Shaoqi naturally didn't bother to compete with them.

Wu Shaoqi hadn't killed anyone before and seen blood, so his heart was indeed not that cruel.

But if Wu Yimen wanted to procrastinate like this, it was also a dream.

Wait until the two disciples recover from their injuries before fighting?

Think too much, he is not such a kind person at all.

Even if it doesn't kill people directly, it's okay to let the two lose all their fighting power.

Wu Shaoqi in the stands charged at the two disciples with a straight knife, and the elders of the Wuyimen were also in a hurry.

One was seriously injured just now, and if these two were beaten to death by Wu Shaoqi, their strength of Wuyimen would be greatly reduced.

This was not what he wanted to see, so Wu Shaoqi raised his knife and walked towards the two of them. The elder of Wuyimen sighed softly: "Admit defeat."

Wu Shaoqi was a little disappointed when the elders of Wuyimen conceded defeat.

After glancing at the two of them, Wu Shaoqi bared his teeth: "What a pity."

After saying a word, Wu Shaoqi withdrew his knife and jumped off the ring.

Although the two in front of Wuyimen won, they were also injured.

Wu Shaoqi got down on the ground first and wounded two more. The five disciples of the Wuyimen had all been on stage.

Now that the last two lose, Wu Yimen naturally loses too.

The referee announced that the Myriad Phoenix Sect had won, and Wu Shaoqi also walked to the place where the Myriad Phoenix Sect was standing.

As soon as he walked over, Meng Changjin, Elder Cen Rong, and Elder Huaishui all patted on the shoulder: "Good boy, you did a good job."

The other members of the Myriad Phoenix Sect also cheered when they saw Wu Shaoqi.

Once upon a time, Wu Shaoqi in Myriad Phoenix Sect was a waste and an annoying representative, but today, he has become the pride of Myriad Phoenix Sect.

"Everyone is good. When the big competition is over, there will be rewards for everyone." Meng Changjin glanced at the people of Wanhuang Sect, smiled slightly, and said.

"Yeah! Long live the head! Long live Brother Shaoqi!" The disciples of Wanhuang Sect raised their hands and exclaimed.

Meng Changjin didn't say anything.

The Wanhuang Sect's competition has ended. Although Wu Shaoqi has not revealed much strength, those present will probably be afraid of him.

The disciples were going to watch the competitions in other arenas. Neither Meng Changjin nor the two elders stopped them, but they gave Yao Bingyu a wink. Yao Bingyu nodded rigorously and followed Wu Shaoqi closely.

Wu Shaoqi looked at Yao Bingyu who was following behind, and shrugged helplessly, but he didn't say much, just follow.

Sigh, he Wu Shaoqi is a good person, why does the master always think that he is the kind of super thorny head who feels uncomfortable all day long if he doesn't cause trouble?
Before, it was because Wanhuangzong was going to compete against Wuyimen, and they were not sure what the mode would be, so everyone stayed in the sixth ring.

The competition started, and I wanted to cheer up my companions on stage, so naturally I couldn't leave.

Now that the competition is over, everyone also wants to go to other arenas to see what level the disciples of other sects are.

The disciples dispersed to other arenas, but Meng Changjin, the two elders, and several peak masters did not leave.

At this time, several people seemed to be competing in the stands, but they were actually communicating through sound transmission.

Although Meng Changjin's main purpose before was to attach spiritual consciousness to the lottery ball, but after walking through all ten arenas, some monks whose cultivation base was not as good as hers were naturally easily seen through by her.

Now, Meng Changjin is transmitting the news to the two elders and several peak masters via sound transmission.

After understanding the specific strength distribution of these people, the two elders and several peak masters frowned.

What they thought at the beginning was too idealistic. After Wanhuang Sect had no shortage of pills and got the God Refining Art, it really made rapid progress.

But the time is still too short. If they are given ten years, the disciples must have grown up.

But there are only a few months, what can be done in a few months, and the strength has improved, but there is no time to learn how to deal with the enemy.

In the competition with Wuyimen, the first two completely ignored their injuries. Although they seriously injured each other, they were also seriously injured and lost the game.

So now Elder Cen Rong and the others are not as optimistic as they were at the beginning.

The original idea was to enter the top [-] and strive for the top [-].

Now I started to think about it, otherwise I would enter the top [-] and strive for the top [-].

Seeing their expressions, Meng Changjin knew that these people had lost confidence.

She told the story, and she could have guessed how they would react.

But seeing the expressions of several people, Meng Changjin's expression turned cold.

If they keep this mentality, then Wanhuang Sect will never even think about making progress.

"Everyone, are you afraid when you hear this? Cultivators should fight, and disciples dare to fight even if they know they are invincible. As elders and peak masters, are you afraid?" Meng Changjin's tone was a little cold, if even the fight If she didn't dare to fight, then she felt that the elders of the Wanhuang Sect should be replaced.

Too lifeless, how to improve?

Hearing Meng Changjin's cool voice, Elder Cen Rong and the others woke up in vain.

Yes, they are actually so scared, when did they become so timid?

They are monks, monks are so timid, what kind of monks are they?

"It's because we thought about it." Elder Cen Rong said via voice transmission.

In the first game just now, they lost two games in a row.

Although Myriad Phoenix Sect won in the end, their morale was still hit.

But they forgot that the two people who were originally on stage were restricted and were not allowed to use their spiritual sense to assist them.

If there is spiritual assistance, it will definitely not be such a result.

It's just that Elder Cen Rong and others think it's an experience, so they don't need to use all their strength.

This is where they first thought about it.

Although there is the meaning of training disciples in it, the most important thing is the quota to enter the duality secret realm.

"Well, the monk alliance should have a way to intervene in the lottery. Our opponent was not chosen by chance, but directly arranged by the monk alliance." Meng Changjin saw that several people cheered up, not like that at the beginning Sullen, she casually talked about her discovery.

But she didn't say that she cut off the consciousness attached to the lottery ball.

Some things can be said, and some things cannot be said.

Hearing that the result of the lottery was actually arranged by the monk alliance, Elder Cen Rong and the others accepted this fact with a slight surprise.

I was a little skeptical from the beginning, how could it be such a coincidence that the top ten sects all avoided.

Now that it is confirmed that the monk alliance has indeed intervened in the result of the lottery, it is naturally a sudden realization.

"That is to say, what kind of opponent we will meet next is all arranged by the monk alliance." Elder Huaishui frowned, but there was nothing he could do.

There is no evidence for this matter, and no one will believe it if it is told, but it is really uncomfortable to be arranged in this way.

"Yeah." Meng Changjin hummed, but didn't say much.

Get a vaccination first, so that the results of the subsequent lottery will be unbelievable, and it will all be the fault of the monk alliance, and it has nothing to do with her.

When the sun in the sky moved from the east to the middle, and from the middle to the west, the first round of competition was finally over.

The 55 winning sects and the 55 losing sects were also all tricked out.

The Myriad Phoenix Sect is naturally on the side of the winning sect.

The 55 sects that lost still had another match in the afternoon, while the 55 sects that won won't be able to go back to rest until tomorrow's opponent is drawn.

This time the lottery was not drawn in the main hall, but was drawn directly on a ring.

55 are paired against each other, plus a faction that has a bye, there are only 28 games. Therefore, when the monks draw lots, only balls from 28 to [-] are put in.

Among them, the sect that got the 28th will advance directly by bye.

The lottery doesn't have to be headed, it's enough for a sect to send a representative to draw lots.

One by one sects, some sent elders, some sent disciples of Tianjiao. On Wanhuangzong's side, Meng Changjin decisively sent Wu Shaoqi out.

When Wu Shaoqi came to power, he was under a lot of pressure. He was asked to decide tomorrow's opponent. He was really afraid that if he got a top ten sect, he would hang up.

Although I have the heart to be number one in the world, but I don't have that strength yet, so can I not panic?
This time the lottery is not drawn according to the ranking order of the last big competition, but according to the order of winning this time.

The first sect that went up, Meng Changjin from the audience took a look and ignored it.

Closing his eyes, Meng Changjin's spiritual consciousness touched dozens of silk threads in the sea of ​​consciousness, and he could clearly see what number that thread was.

When the top [-] sects went up, Meng Changjin began to make arrangements.

Shady, this is not something that only the Brotherhood of Monks can do!

When the representative of the top [-] sects took out the lottery ball, on the other side, Yun Che, who presided over the lottery, changed slightly.

What's going on, according to his arrangement, this number should not be drawn.

Is it a mistake by the person controlling the ball of the lot, or is the fact that the sect's lot represents itself?

Yun Che didn't know, after all, he was not in control of the lottery ball, and he was going to preside over the lottery now, so he couldn't ask the person in charge of it.

Moreover, the lottery does not guarantee that all the arrangements will come true. The people who draw the lottery just don't catch the small balls sent to them, and they have nothing to do.

So as long as there aren't many mistakes, don't worry about it.

The lottery continued. Fortunately, the results of the next few draws were all within his expectations.

Then, it was Wanhuangzong's turn.

Wu Shaoqi caught Meng Changjin's gaze, stood up, and prepared to go on stage to draw lots.

As soon as he stepped up, Wu Shaoqi paused for a moment, then he naturally raised his feet, walked to the front, and jumped onto the ring.

Walking to the box made by Lingshi, Wu Shaoqi glanced at the box, then rolled up his sleeves, and put his hand into the hole above the box.

Then everyone saw the expression of the young boy on the stage constantly changing, he was tangled for a while, then determined for a while, and he was determined for less than two seconds, and then became more tangled and anxious, and all kinds of expressions came into battle.

People from other sects who saw Wu Shaoqi showing these expressions were deeply moved.

Anxiety is normal.

After all, it would not be a good thing if a strong opponent was drawn.

On Wanhuangzong's side, other people felt the same way, only Meng Changjin, if he hadn't done a good job of controlling his expression, the corners of his mouth would probably be twitching now.

This kid, enough is enough!
This acting is too much, it's almost enough!

Obviously, Wu Shaoqi still wanted to perform for a while, and continued to struggle for a long time, even the others began to frown.

I know you struggle with drawing lots, but it's almost done. After such a long time, you have touched all the balls in the lottery, right?
Still can't catch one?
When everyone started frowning frantically, Wu Shaoqi on the stage finally seemed to have made up his mind and grabbed a small ball out of the box.

He turned his face away, opened his hands, and said loudly, "Didn't you get too bad one?"

Seeing Wu Shaoqi's performance like this, everyone was speechless for a while, but they didn't care so much at this time, they all looked at the small ball in Wu Shaoqi's hand, wanting to see how many Wanhuangzong got.

Looking at it, many faces were distorted.

"Damn it, this kid is really lucky!"

"Fuck!"

What Wu Shaoqi drew was none other than No. 28 who was emptied.

Meng Changjin is not someone else who comes to train soldiers.

Since you can have a bye, why not have a bye?
It's not that I'm full and have nothing to do.

So when Wu Shaoqi came on stage, she told Wu Shaoqi via voice transmission that after reaching into the box later, a small ball would fly into his hand, and he just asked him to take this one.

As a result, Wu Shaoqi is also a good actor, and he has prepared a lot of scenes for this lottery.

Hearing the words from the audience, Wu Shaoqi turned his head and looked at the palm of his hand as if he was relieved.

After seeing the numbers clearly, Wu Shaoqi showed ecstasy on his face: "It's a bye, I'm so lucky!"

After happily speaking, Wu Shaoqi took the ball and showed it to the crowd of Wanhuang Sect. Then, under the envious eyes of everyone wishing to kill this lucky boy, he quickly stepped off the stage and rushed into the crowd of Wanhuang Sect. .

Wu Shaoqi had stepped down, but Yun Che, who presided over the lottery on the stage, had a dark face.

His arrangement is not like this!

(End of this chapter)