Alchemy! Control the beast! The good-for-nothing lady kills the three worlds madly

Anyone who knows the inside story knows that Nan Bingqiong competed early in order to obtain a winning streak.

With her cultivation, it is impossible for her to get a ranking in the sect competition, but if she wants to become famous, in addition to performing well, winning streak is also part of becoming famous.

In previous sect competitions, winning streak rankings would be conducted privately to see which disciple had the longest winning streak.

The more knockouts she participates in, the more winning streak she can have.

Some people even thought that it was because of the Seventh Elder's manipulation that Nan Bingqiong's first opponent had no magic weapon.

In fact, the Seventh Elder didn't do anything. The people who participated in the first round of the elimination round were not high in cultivation, so there was no need to do anything.

He felt that Nan Bingqiong's strength was more than enough to deal with these disciples. What's more, with his guidance, how could Nan Bingqiong not be able to deal with small sects?

"I am Yin Tai, a disciple of Mount Jiuhua. Fairy is polite."

The disciple opposite Nan Bingqiong said politely.

Jiuhua mountain?

It was indeed an inconspicuous little sect. Nan Bingqiong sneered in her heart and nodded with a smile on her face, but did not pay attention to the other party.

As soon as the game started, Nan Bingqiong felt the gap between her and her opponent. There was a huge difference between having a natal magic weapon and not having one.

In just a few moves, the opponent was retreating steadily with a solemn look on his face.

The corner of Nan Bingqiong's mouth raised and she looked in the direction of the prince. When she saw the prince's appreciative gaze and the princess's satisfied expression, she felt even more proud.

She decided to quickly defeat the enemy and end the game.

However, at this moment, her Dantian suddenly felt untimely pain, as if she was being pricked by countless needles. In just such a brief moment, an enlarged fist shadow struck towards her face with lightning speed. !

Nan Bingqiong did not have much experience in actual combat, and the opponent was too fast. She was only distracted for a moment, but she felt severe pain on the bridge of her nose, and the bones on her cheeks seemed to be broken. The pain made her tear up and runny nose fall down. At the same time, the person also flew out upside down.

She heard the exclamations from around her, and tried to stabilize her body so as not to fall off the ring, but she had no place to rely on, and she fell to the ground with a bang, stirring up dust all over the ground.

Wow!

"What are you doing! Why are you so weak!"

"No, you are defeated now? Is this the Phoenix Spiritual Root?"

The crowd made disbelieving sounds, and some even booed.

In Nan Bingqiong's eyes, it seemed like a long time, but in reality it was only two breaths of time. She clearly had the advantage, but she was suddenly defeated one-sidedly, which really disappointed many people.

Especially the elders and disciples of the Golden Dragon Sect.

She took the place of another disciple, and the Seventh Elder had high hopes for her, but the result was this? ?

For a moment, Nan Bingqiong fell to the ground, and there was no one to help her up.

Nan Bingqiong never thought that she would lose the first game, and lose so ugly, she wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

Prince Yaoguang came down and helped her up from the ground.

Nan Bingqiong cried aggrievedly, but she didn't know that her nose was bruised and her face was swollen, her nose was crooked, and she looked quite ugly when she cried.

Prince Yaoguang said warmly: "Victory and defeat are common matters in military affairs. It doesn't matter if you lose. Accumulating experience and lessons is the most important thing."

He was not disappointed, but when he thought about it, Nan Bingqiong came from a small place. She used to like to go to the mountains to collect herbs and was independent of the world. Maybe she was too nervous when she encountered such a big scene for the first time.

Nan Bingqiong cried and nodded, lowering her head and saying nothing.

She felt that someone had plotted against her just now, but she didn't dare to tell the secrets related to the spiritual roots in her Dantian.

The corner of Nan Wanye's mouth curled up, and the spirit stone in his hand turned into ashes during practice.

Cang Wanchen had long seen the connection between the spiritual roots in her body and Nan Bingqiong. At this moment, how could he not know that she had just practiced deliberately to cause pain in Nan Bingqiong's dantian, thus making the opponent lose ugly.

There was also a bit of a smile in his eyes.

Just thinking about the spiritual roots in her body being taken away, a coldness flowed from his eyes.

If Wanwan hadn't wanted to vent her anger on her own, the Nan family would have ceased to exist.

He wanted to protect Wanwan under his wings, but he gradually discovered that Wanwan's own wings were slowly becoming fuller.

The seventh elder looked extremely ugly.

The Jiuhuashan disciple on the ring was a little surprised when he looked at his fist. He thought Nan Bingqiong would have a backup plan, but he didn't expect it to be a real flaw. He was knocked off the ring like this. It was too unreal.

The direct disciple of the seventh elder of the Golden Dragon Sect is a bit too weak.

There were many people who had the same idea, and the Golden Dragon Sect became a joke because of this. The other disciples of the Golden Dragon Sect looked livid as they competed.

The dignified No. 1 sect in the Yaoguang Kingdom was so humiliated at the beginning of the sect competition!

It’s all Nan Bingqiong’s fault!

She was so proud when she went up there, but now she is so embarrassed.

Prince Yaoguang gave her an elixir, and her nose stopped bleeding. The crooked bridge of her nose was straightened, but the swelling had not subsided. She covered her head and did not dare to look at outsiders.

Prince Yaoguang had no choice but to take her to the spirit boat.

Princess Biluo mocked: "I don't know who just said that I live up to the high expectations. I can't even beat the disciples of the small sect, and you dare to call yourself a genius. How can you be worthy of my imperial brother!"

She really looks down on Nan Bingqiong.

There are so many women in the Holy City, and any one you pick is better than Nan Bingqiong.

The Phoenix Spiritual Root is nothing more than that.

"Okay, Bi Luo, no one will think you are mute if you don't speak. Bingqiong is not feeling well right now, so don't irritate her."

Prince Yaoguang sent Nan Bingqiong to the cabin in the spirit boat.

Nan Bingqiong turned her head and glanced subconsciously. When she saw Nan Wanye's half-smiling face, she suddenly had a strange premonition in her heart.

It was Nan Wanye who harmed her!

But Nan Bingqiong didn't dare to speak. What she was most afraid of being exposed was that the spiritual root in her body was Nan Wanye's phoenix spiritual root, so that everyone would think she was a thief.

"You're laughing so hard, you're pretending to be nothing, and you lose more embarrassingly than anyone else!"

"Compared to our senior sister, she is far behind. She is not even worthy of carrying our senior sister's shoes!"

"Hahaha, it's so satisfying. I saw a different kind of genius today."

"I have a lot of fun today."

The disciples of the Ten Thousand Tribulations Sect spoke to each other one by one, especially Mei Wuji and Mei Qian. Their voices were louder than the other, and even the reserved Wen Jiusheng said something venomous.

Prince Yaoguang can control Princess Biluo, but he cannot control their mouths.

Nan Wanye pursed her lips and smiled.

Her junior brothers and sisters are all talents.

However, Nan Bingqiong did have an motivating effect, and the disciples of the Golden Dragon Sect who came on stage became more brave than the last.

In this comparison, Nan Bingqiong looks even more useless.

The Nan family watching the game were originally proud of her, but now they wanted to bury their heads in their crotches to avoid the sarcastic glances from around them.