Travel to Xiu Xian Wen and beat up the group's beloved heroine

The events nearby are still in full swing.

The pause button seemed to be pressed around the arena where Wei Xiaoxi was.

Suddenly, someone exclaimed:

"Did you see clearly how many knives Wei Xiaoxi shot in that moment?"

The others were like dominoes, shouting one after another.

"I only saw one knife, but every time I seemed to hear several... no, more than a dozen sounds!"

"Is this ten shots in an instant? Is her sword skill perfect?!"

"No, how is this possible? How can she achieve a minor skill like Xiao Mo?"

Luo Xing smiled contemptuously:

"Nothing is impossible...haven't you all seen it?"

As he spoke, he shouted in the direction of the referee:

"We Xiaoxi won!"

The astonished referee came to his senses, raised his sign and announced:

"Wei Xiaoxi wins!"

The people behind the stage looked hard to accept it.

As an ordinary disciple, why can Wei Xiaoxi always do things that they cannot?

It hits people too much.

There is a place similar to a stadium podium on the ring square.

The senior management sat up there to watch the game.

Daojun Yunze was among them.

She came to watch Xiao Mo's game.

High-level monks have powerful spiritual consciousness and can catch one or two things even if they don't pay special attention to other arenas.

Wei Xiaoxi's hundreds of chops just now were as if he were chopping down an enemy of his clan, sparing no effort.

There was a lot of movement.

"I didn't expect that besides your Xiao Mo, someone else would make a breakthrough in techniques this year... Hey, he's actually a second-level Qi refining master."

A true gentleman next to Daojun Yunze was full of surprise.

"She is indeed a good child." A ripple flashed in Yunze Daojun's eyes, and he nodded slowly.

She is a good friend with her Mo'er.

"I mastered the technique within one year, and my understanding is absolutely top-notch. Why haven't I heard of her before? Whose direct disciple is she, or is she a descendant of which family?"

In fact, because of the incident in the Judgment Square, many senior officials knew Wei Xiaoxi.

But many of them only heard his voice but did not see his person, so they did not recognize Wei Xiaoxi.

"No." Daojun Yunze said slowly, "She is just an ordinary outer disciple."

"Ah, such a good seedling has not been included in the peak. It must be because of the spiritual root... Is there an 85? If so, I can make an exception and accept her."

"Five spiritual roots, the wood spiritual root is the highest, 62... Oh, by the way, her name is Wei Xiaoxi."

Hearing Daojun Yunze say this name, the surroundings were quiet for a moment.

Someone said:

"It's her. Her qualifications are indeed inferior. What a pity."

The others nodded and said nothing, all feeling regretful.

Wei Xiaoxi's scheming shows that she is relatively mature.

After another year of gaining a little bit of understanding of techniques, my talent is actually pretty good.

It's the spiritual roots... there are five roots, and none of them has a purity value exceeding eighty.

To collapse like this requires too many resources.

If you have mines in your hands, you might as well use them to train disciples with higher spiritual roots.

After all, as the realm goes up, the level of many skills will also rise accordingly.

Among those present, except Luo Xing, Wei Xiaoxi was really happy.

There is another person, Xu Yan.

She went out of town all night last night to place bets.

In the gambling house, most people bet on Lin Wei to win, and their odds were only [-]%.

And Wei Xiaoxi... the odds are three times.

Xu Yan just went out and placed a bet, and Wei Xiaoxi helped her win 150 low-grade spiritual stones.

This is equivalent to fifteen contribution points.

It’s almost half of her mission!

Get half the mission value in one day, worth it!

Xu Yan smiled happily, walked to Wei Xiaoxi's side happily, and said with a smile:

"Junior sister Wei, congratulations."

She was indeed right about Wei Xiaoxi.

There's no harm in making a few friends.

As soon as Wei Xiaoxi got off the ring, she was grabbed by Luo Xing excitedly and gave him a rainbow fart.

I was very happy to receive congratulations from Xu Yan, whom I had met once before:

"Thank you."

As soon as the two exchanged pleasantries, Luo Xing pulled her to another arena:

"I don't know if Xue Jin is done, let's go and see."

She happily agreed, nodded to Xu Yan and said goodbye, pushing through the crowd.

The arena where Xue Jin is located is far away.

When they arrived, Xue Jin had just won the game.

Bai Cong was leaning in front of him, chirping congratulations.

From the corner of Xue Jin's eyes, he caught sight of Wei Xiaoxi and two people running over quickly, pulling Bai Cong to squeeze out of the crowd to meet his friends.

"Xiao Xi, you look good, you win!"

Bai Cong followed behind and saw that Wei Xiaoxi and Luo Xing were both happy, and he took a deep breath:

"Good for you!"

Wei Xiaoxi smiled shyly:

"Xue Jin, congratulations, you entered the top fifty."

"28 people enter and 22 people enter, there is no pressure." Xue Jin raised his chin high, looking arrogant.

Here.

Looking at the retreating figures of Wei Xiaoxi and Luo Xing, Lin Wei stood up with a gloomy face and bent down to pick up the gun.

The sound of discussion in the audience was like a sharp knife cutting into his face, causing pain.

Intellectually, he knew he should admit defeat.

But emotionally, he was really unwilling to admit that he had lost to a second-level Qi Refiner.

This...is a shame.

Also feeling ashamed was Wang Yao in the corner.

Last night, he swore in front of his roommates that Wei Xiaoxi only bullied ordinary disciples with a good weapon.

today……

He was slapped in the face again!

He even felt that he and Wei Xiaoxi had conflicting fates!

Ever since she pointed out that his formation was not well set up, he had been slapped in the face by her one after another!

So angry.

But Wang Yao found it hard to accept the anger.

Whether he admits it or not, Wei Xiaoxi is a being who is basically on par with the geniuses of the third level of Qi Refining.

It does not rely on the support of any family or high-level monks at the peak.

How exactly?

Could it be that the power of luck is so powerful?

Wang Yao's mind was pounding.

Back then, I would never have achieved what Wei Xiaoxi achieved.

Obviously my spiritual root qualifications are better than hers, is there something wrong with my cultivation method?

"Let's go." The tall and thin boy patted his shoulder, "Next time..."

At the beginning of the conversation, he couldn't bear to talk about his roommate.

Yesterday, he felt that Wei Xiaoxi had some strength in being able to deal with the other second-level Qi Refiners so quickly.

However, Junior Brother Wang is biased and slanders Wei Xiaoxi in front of him again and again, desperately wanting to save face.

The feeling of being slapped in the face is unpleasant, so he shouldn't add insult to injury!

Wang Yao raised his eyes and saw his roommate's complicated eyes with a hint of pity, and became annoyed:

"What's your look like? Do you look down on me?"

Tall and thin boy: "..."

"You think too much."

"Then why do you look at me like this?"

"I just think your judgment is wrong... Everyone may make mistakes. This is normal. Don't be so excited."

The tall and thin boy's tone was quite gentle. Wang Yao became increasingly depressed because he couldn't express his anger at being slapped in the face by Wei Xiaoxi.

And also regret it.

If he had known she had such qualifications, he would not have turned against her even to death.

Grinding his molar teeth, he suddenly said angrily:

"Not everyone at the third level of Qi Refining is this good! Just wait, I'm waiting to see Wei Xiaoxi cry!"