Female supporting role: I have a leverage system

Wen Yin drew Xing Gang.

She raised her head and glanced at Xing Gang. The other person was obviously very excited about hitting her and made a provocative fist pump. Wen Yin gave him the middle finger without any politeness!

Idiot!

After returning to the high platform, Mo Xian lifted up his Taoist robe and sat down, and saw Wuchen looking at him with a heavy gaze.

He smiled and asked, "Why are fellow Taoists looking at me like this?"

Wuchen's voice was light: "It's nothing. I just observed that the sword energy of the female cultivator named Fei Sheng is quite similar to yours, Brother Mo. They seem to come from the same lineage."

Mo Xian laughed loudly, "Indeed, the sword energy of a foundation-building female doll actually resonated with me. If possible, when she comes out of the secret realm, I really want to accept her as my apprentice."

Wuchen narrowed his eyes, Mo Xian changed the lot he had matched, presumably to protect Na Feisheng. If she really became the apprentice of Mo Xian, an old fox, he would really have to spend a lot of effort to kill her.

"Haha." Wuchen chuckled, "Brother Mo, this favorite future disciple, seems to be unlucky. He drew lots and won the first place in the trial, Xing Gang. The Xing Gang natural stone spirit body of Xingchen Sect, and Warlike and bloodthirsty..."

"Fellow Taoist Wuchen, you don't have to worry about me. As long as Fei Sheng is chosen as your disciple, I won't worry."

Wuchen's heart sank, but his expression remained calm, "Oh? Brother Mo is so confident in Na Feisheng?"

"Let's see." Mo Xian made a gesture of invitation towards Wuchen.

According to the order of the draw, the first ones to play were Mo Jingchun from the Zhenmen and Xu Lizhou from the Danmen.

Wen Yin cheered up. While she was curious about Xu Lizhou's strength, which was described in many words in the book, she also wanted to know how the formation cultivator fought.

However, she was very disappointed with the fighting between the two. Both sides obviously had reservations. Xu Lizhou won the game easily, and Mo Jingchun didn't even use the formation technique of the formation cultivator.

The second person to appear was Jin Lingling and Ji Wuyin from the Supreme Sword Sect.

These two people seemed to be more interested in the lottery. The two sides fought back and forth in a very orderly manner. The people watching were excited, especially the low-level monks in the Southern Wilderness. They couldn't believe that this was just a fight in the foundation building period. This immortal technique was The power is comparable to that of the Golden Core Stage monks in the Southern Wilderness.

Ji Wuyin's Supreme Sword Technique actually has a rudiment of sword intention. It is only a matter of time before he develops his own sword intention.

Wen Yin was even more surprised by Jin Ling Ling. She finally shook the bell at the end of her hair, and actually used the Immortal Technique with a hint of fire attribute, which was like setting fire to a prairie fire, with the potential to burn all the wasteland.

Wen Yin was a little surprised. She could deeply sense that Jin Lingling's understanding of the meaning of fire was not as good as her understanding of the meaning of water, but the power of her move was far more powerful than the water move she had just repelled Zhou Ruoli. Sword energy.

I couldn't figure it out, so I asked the system after hearing the sound.

The system also looked at it very seriously and immediately explained to Wen Yin: "First, Jin Lingling's cultivation level is higher than yours, and presumably you also know how big the gap is at each level.

"Second, Jin Lingling's spiritual roots are better than yours. She is a higher-grade fire spirit than your original ice spiritual roots."

"Thirdly, her golden bell, although it is not of high grade, is only a top-grade treasure, not even a spiritual weapon, but it is a rare magic weapon that can grow, and the casting materials used are rarer than those of immortal weapons. , this is her natal magic weapon, which she nourished with her own Dantian and spiritual power. It is the most suitable for her. It can be said that it is connected with her mind and can bring out the maximum power of her immortal skills."

After listening to the system's explanation, Wen Yin felt even more worried. Would she have a chance of winning against Jin Ling Ling? What's more, Jin Lingling definitely still has reservations.

The system felt the weight of Wen Yin and comforted her: "Host, you have done a good job. All you lack is time and experience. When your cultivation level goes up, you will definitely be better than her."

"I'm so envious of that golden bell of Jinlingling. When will I also have my own magic weapon?" Wen Yin felt like he was about to suffer from pink eye.

The system sighed, and was also jealous, "Hey, even if ordinary people have such a treasure, it will be difficult to keep it. After all, magic weapons are not like other treasures that can be hidden in the storage space all the time. They always need to be used in battles. Yes, a person in the foundation building stage carries a treasure that even high-level monks covet. It is like a child carrying a gold brick across the street. It is a sin to carry a jade. Only with a background like Jin Lingling can one tie it to his hair without being coveted. .”

The game ended with Wen Yin and System's eyes turning red, and Jin Ling Ling won.

It was Wen Yin's turn to take the stage next. As soon as she stood up, she saw Xing Gang rushing onto the ring like an orangutan running into thunder, giving her a malicious look, and she suddenly felt tired.

When she stood on the ring, she noticed that Xing Gang's eyes suddenly changed. His IQ was not enough to hide his emotions.

How should I describe Xing Gang's expression at this moment? He was stunned for a moment, then looked around with a little fear, then excited, his pupils dilated, and finally the look he looked at Wen Yin changed from malicious at the beginning to Naked murderous intent.

Wen Yin: "..." What kind of plane is this? Who gave this idiot a voice transmission and said what was wrong?

Not to mention, Wen Yin really guessed it right.

As soon as Xinggang stepped onto the ring, Wuchen changed his voice to transmit his voice to Xinggang's spiritual consciousness.

"Kill Fei Sheng for me, and I will grant you a natural stone."

Xing Gang didn't know who sent him the message, but he knew that the power of this strong man was no less than that of a monk in the transformation stage.

He has no time to care about the powerful relationship between them. His simple mind has been occupied by the three words "natural stone". His natural stone spirit body, there is no cultivation treasure that is more useful to him than the natural stone.

He is not worried about the other party trying to trick him. Strong people usually do what they say.

Besides, he had originally planned to kill this cheap girl Fei Sheng, but now he had an unexpected surprise.

Thinking of this, the murderous intent in his eyes solidified. Just when he was about to punch out, he heard a "whoosh" sound, and the sound approached him as fast as a shadow, and the small fist enlarged in front of his eyes. , until a punch hit his heart.

The whole place was silent, except for the sound of Wen Yin's muffled punch.

Although it is shocking that Wen Yin, with her cultivation in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment, can achieve a speed comparable to that of Foundation Establishment Dzogchen, what is even more shocking is how she can use her own cultivation so confidently to preemptively attack A head-on confrontation with Xing Gang’s strengths?

Xing Gang was also stunned, and then laughed disdainfully.

"Haha, stupid Southern Barbarian, are you coming up to scratch my itch with your weak fists? Haha..."

"Snapped--"

Xing Gang's wild laughter was cut short by a loud slap in the face.

This slap used all the strength of Wen Yin's body. Although with her cultivation in the late stage of body building, the slap on Xing Gang's rough-skinned and thick-skinned face could not cause any real damage, but the pain on the skin and flesh was certain.

Perhaps even Xing Gang couldn't tell whether it was his face or his dignity that hurt.

Xing Gang was stunned, and no one recovered from Wen Yin's beard twirling action. Wen Yin had already flown back to a safe distance.

Wen Yin, who was standing still, said in a cold voice: "That slap just now was the quality education that this fairy gave you on behalf of your parents and disciples. I speak like a southern barbarian, and I don't even look at you, a bat with chicken feathers on your body. You Who are you to be a bird? He is worthy of slandering our Southern Wilderness monks, descendants of heroes and martyrs."

[Ding—The object of the argument is Dzogchen in the foundation-building period, and the value of the argument is +50]

[Ding—The object of the argument is Dzogchen*156 in the foundation-building period, and the value of the argument is +50*156]

[Ding—The target of the argument is Jin Dan...]

[Ding—The target of the argument is Nascent Soul...]

[Ding—The target of the argument is the early stage of the incarnation, and the leverage value is +]

The system listened to the ding-ding system prompts, and looked at the increasing gold bar value on the panel... Has the host barred the entire Star Sect?

That's right, the monks of the Star Sect seemed to feel that this slap had hit them in the face.

Madness!

So arrogant!

A casual cultivator in the Southern Wilderness who was in the middle stage of foundation building actually brazenly said that he wanted to educate the disciples of the Star Sect, which had dominated the world of cultivation for countless years as a substitute for a super power? Borrow the courage from heaven?

“Ah—bitch, I’m going to kill you!”

At this time, Xing Gang, who had come back to his senses, roared like a wild beast.

Accompanying his roar was his thunderous figure, and his speed was not weaker than Wen Yin's.

His fist was like a mountain pressing down on his head. He flew back when he heard the sound, his hands flying with magic skills, and he said softly, "Ice surface."

In an instant, a layer of extremely smooth ice formed under Xing Gang's feet. He was too fast to react. He stepped on it and immediately fell over. His huge and strong body even touched the ground of the stone platform. A deep hole was made.

Wen Yin was horrified. She felt the power of Xing Gang's punch. If it hit her, it would smash her.

Now she was extremely grateful that God had given Xing Gang a brain that was incompatible with his strength.

But you have already pretended, so just pretend it till the end.

Wen Yin took out a long stick made of jade bamboo. This thing had no power but was relatively hard.

After shaking the stick in his hand, Wen Yin looked at Xing Gang, who had already climbed up. He was so angry that his whole body was red and his muscles were swelling, and he said arrogantly: "To deal with you, I don't need a sword, I have to use a dog beating stick."

[Ding—The object of the argument is Dzogchen in the foundation-building period, and the value of the argument is +50]

The system's mouth twitched when he heard this. The host obviously didn't have the sword in hand.

The swords she got from the ancient battlefields were all corroded by evil spirits, or were of too high a grade and were not suitable for her. On the contrary, the very hard jasper bamboo was more suitable for dealing with Xing Gang.