Atypical Survival [Quick Transmigration]

Qi Baishan had expected that the other party would be difficult to deal with, but he did not expect it to be so difficult.

Pingju Shao of Jinghua Dao also became famous at a young age. He is the direct disciple of Elder Jin Dan, and is quite favored by the sect.When he first became famous, some people speculated that he was the monk most likely to become the next golden core power.

The eyes of the two people on the sword performance stage met, Qi Baishan nodded with a smile; but Pingju Shao's face was slightly gloomy, as if he saw some filth and moved it away as soon as he touched it.With disgust on his face, he pulled out his magic weapon again——

It is a chain, long-term flexible, can bind the hands and feet of the enemy; short-term, it becomes a barbed weapon, more fierce than a sword, and can kill people in an inch.

Although it's not very good to think like this—— Qi Baishan always felt that his weapon was a bit evil, and it didn't seem like it was used by a righteous monk.

Of course, Qi Baishan himself is not much better, the blade in his fan looks elegant, but it is actually made of a big demon spine taken by his father, and it is also very evil. Comparable.

The two of them were evenly matched at first.

But soon Qi Baishan's expression was slightly serious, and his brows were also furrowed, a little overwhelmed.The other party's true energy seemed inexhaustible, and the magic weapon of the chain kept leaving scars on his body, and the white clothes were also scratched and torn, but the other party's attitude was as frivolous as a cat playing with a mouse.

We can no longer fight head-on.

Qi Baifan restrained his breath slightly, and changed his footwork.It's one of the secret methods of his Qi family's sect, which hides his body in the dark and quickly disappears from sight.

His technique is still rough, but Qi Baifan is the wind spirit root, he can use the wind direction to cover him up and sweep away his flaws.

Under the sword show stage, all the monks were slightly startled, and they discussed enthusiastically without any concealment.

"Is this Qi's secret execution?"

"Qi Baishan mastered this method at a young age, it seems that the next person to be the head of the Qi Clan has already been chosen."

Some people have already started to praise Qi Baishan's profound cultivation, he is not a thing in the pond, I am afraid that Pingju of the Tao of Mirror Flowers will be defeated here.

Those words also spread to the sword performance stage, Ping Jushao's complexion was already extremely terrifying.

He sneered and said, "Jumping clown."

In an instant, Shao Pingju let out his consciousness and spread his mind around.With the help of divine consciousness, Qi Baishan, who was still jerky in his secret moves, was discovered without any resistance, and the chains followed him like a shadow.

It takes foundation building and cultivation to release the divine consciousness!

Pingju Shao had already built his foundation and concealed his cultivation, which made Qi Baishan mistakenly think that he was at the ninth level of Qi training just like himself.

The other monks have also seen the way, and they became suspicious.

I really never thought that Ping Jushao, at such a young age, has already built a foundation and cultivated his talents.No wonder he bumped into Qi Baishan, who was as famous as him, and he didn't panic.

The leading elders of the three major sects sat firmly on the table, fully taking into account the situation of the sword performance stage.

Elder Nabu Mengzong crossed Jizhaixing, and slightly arched his hands at Elder Jing Huadao, with sincere envy in his eyes.

"I didn't expect that the first disciple of Elder Yihui has advanced to build a foundation. It is worthy of a famous teacher to produce a high-level disciple. It must make the disciple grow up. Jinghua Dao will add another Jindan Zhenjun."

This means that the elder is Ping Jushao's master - if it wasn't for his first apprentice who came to participate in the sword test this time, he would not be sitting here.

Elder Bu Meng's words, whether they were flattery or the truth, hit Yihui's heart.

If there seems to be nothing, Elder Yihui's eyes fell on Ji Zhaixing, and then moved away lightly, and said very generously: "Daoist friends are joking, I am still young and energetic. I was originally asked to go to the final ten When he was famous, he would show off his cultivation again, but he would not be able to hold back at this time."

After finishing speaking, Yihui casually glanced at Ji Zhaoxing's expression again.

Ji Zhaixing... Ji Zhaixing has no expression.

His back was still straight, and his figure was extremely thin.His gaze was lowered slightly to the sword-playing stage, and his slender, white fingertips tapped on the handrail again and again, obviously putting all his attention on the trial.

Qi Baifan could hardly hold on anymore.

After being seen through by Mr. Ping Ju and executed secretly, the attack became even more violent like a storm.He originally only had a [-]% chance of winning, but after discovering Ping Jushao's true cultivation level, the [-]% chance fell to [-]% again.

The gap between qi training and foundation building is almost as high as a mountain, and he dare not overstep it.

And at this moment, Qi Baifan raised his head slightly, almost as if asking for help, and looked at Ji Zhaixing in desperation.

His senior brother Ji was still sitting there, their eyes collided, Qi Baishan saw that pair of ink-like eyes staring at him quietly, and seemed to bend his lips slightly, showing a very soft smile.Qi Baishan's heart trembled slightly, but miraculously, he felt infinite loneliness.

He can't lose here, and he can't embarrass Yu Shuizong.

Can't, can't let Senior Brother Ji... be disappointed.

Qi Baifan especially remembers how Ji Zaixing used his third-level qi training to beat his ninth-level qi training to nowhere. The difference seems to be not as far apart as he imagined.

Qi Baifan's movements gradually slowed down, and he let Ping Jushao's magic weapon leave countless scars on his body;

Just when Pingju Shao really sneered, the chains were about to be wrapped around his gate of life, and when the judge elders were about to announce the winner, he saw that Qi Bai's fan was acting like a ghost, and the chains that entangled him had long been cut open by the blade in the fan Before it tightened, his fan opened, and scarlet sharp blades flew out from the gaps in the hinges, deeply embedded in every lifeblood of Ping Jushao, and one step deeper would have strangled his whole body.

Ping Ju Shao has been completely restrained.

This move was extremely fast, and instantly reversed the outcome.

Qi Baishan controlled those sharp blades precisely with his true energy, so as not to inflict deeper injuries.Then he smiled, proud and provocative, full of the aggressive spirit of a young man.

"Assigned."

He won.

The judge elders on the stage did not respond for a long time, and after a long time, they seemed to hear a surprised sigh.

"Yu Shuizong is better than Yujun Qi Baifan."

Who would have thought that Pingju Shaohui in the foundation building stage would lose in the first round.

Meaning that the elder's complexion was already ashen, obviously the situation in front of him was beyond his expectation——

How could Ping Jushao lose?

At this time, Qi Baifan had already withdrawn those sharp blades, he looked at Ping Jushao who was kneeling half-kneeling on the ground, and finally aroused his slight sympathy, and stretched out his hand to him a little embarrassedly.

"Hey, are you okay, I'm a little heavy handed."

Ping Jushao's hair was already wet with sweat, he raised his head, his eyes were bloodshot red and looked extremely abnormal.

Qi Baishan didn't know why, but his heart skipped a beat.He took a step back subconsciously, he didn't want to make a move, he just wanted to stay away from Ping Ju.There was a smear of scarlet in front of his eyes, and Ping Jushao's magic weapon pierced through Qi Bai's fan's dantian.

The unbearable pain broke out in an instant, Qi Baishan was slightly in a trance, and he couldn't even tell whether the voice next to his ear was from him shouting in pain, or from the shocked stop of other monks.

Faster than everyone else is Ji Zhaoxing.

Almost no one saw his movements clearly, so Ji Zhaixing appeared on the sword performance stage, kicked away Ping Jushao who had pulled out the murder weapon, and caught the teetering junior brother.

The blood that flowed from Qi Baishan's abdomen all of a sudden stained Ji Jiexing's clothes, he didn't notice it, and the tip of his nose was full of fishy smell.

There was no change in Ji Jiexing's expression, but his hands were extremely cold, and there was an extremely violent coldness in his eyes, which he concealed by slightly narrowing his eyes.

He slowly transferred his true essence to Qi Baishan again, and the sea-like consumption finally managed to keep Qi Baishan's dantian from collapsing.

That kick was really heavy.After Ping Jushao was kicked away, he began to vomit blood continuously, which almost made people wonder if he was dying, but this was only the beginning.

Pingju committed a major taboo.

There is indeed a rule of life and death in Han Lin's sword test. If his move is in a competition, he will be criticized as too vicious, but he will not receive any substantial punishment.But after the competition was over, he took advantage of Qi Baishan's unpreparedness to destroy his dantian, and maliciously killed his comrades, which is a way of demon cultivation.

Shao Pingju seemed to have finally developed a little fear.

A large amount of true energy was sent out, and Ji Zhaixing's face turned slightly pale.He half supported Qi Baifan, his movements were very gentle, but his eyes were full of killing intent.

At this time, someone finally realized that several medical practitioners staged a sword stage to treat Qi Baifan's injuries. After Ji Zhuixing confirmed that they were all trustworthy people, he let go of his hand. color.

He said: "Thank you, Junior Brother will leave it to you."

Those medical practitioners were a little flattered, and they all nodded yes.

Ji Zhaixing drew out the ordinary saber again, and his snow-white and delicate fingertips tightly grasped the black hilt, the contrast was extremely sharp for a moment.The blade of the sword was very sharp, with a sharp edge, and there was a light red blood line on the body of the sword, which was extremely strange, just like Ji Zhaoxing gave people the feeling at this time.

He has killing intent.Pingju less.

Ping Jushao reacted slowly as if he had just reacted, his body stretched desperately, like a struggling fish, even a face as beautiful and colorful as Ji Zhaoxing could not relieve the fear in his heart at all.

He shouted in fear and trembling: "Master——"

It means that the elder wakes up like a dream.

Holding his breath, the Elder Yihui also landed on the stage, and threw up his sleeves, only to hear the muffled sound of skin and flesh touching, a layer of bright red palm prints appeared on Pingju Shao's face, which swelled into one piece, making people gasp in embarrassment .

This palm brought back internal strength, Jindan Zhenjun's palm almost knocked Ping Jushao unstable.

Elder Yihui didn't look back at him, but only faced Ji Jiexing, showing a look of shame and anger, and said to Ji Jiexing: "The scoundrel has made such a big mistake, I will definitely bring him back to the sect, and follow the sect rules Take it seriously!"

"Of course, even if we put all our strength into the mirror and flowers, we will definitely heal Qi Baishan."

This is to keep Pingju young, so that Ji Zhaixing can open his mouth to make up for it.

With Yu Shuizong's strength, if any one of Yu Shuizong's golden elixir is standing here now, Yihui would not take the risk of speaking less for Pingju.But the person in front of him is Ji Zhuixing, a foundation-builder cultivator, and he, the Golden Core True Monarch, is naturally somewhat thin... Yihui even began to rejoice that it was Ji Zhuixing who came to Yu Shuizong.

Ji Zhaixing didn't take back his sword.

His black hair fell down, making the neck white and delicate, extremely soft, even his posture of holding the sword was as beautiful as a flower that could be easily broken.

Ji Zhaixing even slightly raised his lips and smiled, and at that moment, he was really dimpled like a spring flower, and he was very good-looking in the original beauty, which almost made the monks who witnessed the smile inadvertently lose their souls and be fascinated.

he said softly.

"You Jinghua Daoists are not good at teaching disciples, so I will teach you for you."