Beautiful Teacher Dressed as a Villain [Transmigration Book]

The Dao Conference is coming all day long.Today's victory will determine the ranking of the younger generation in the cultivation world for the next 30 years.

The spectators arrived at the competition square early, and before they saw the contestants, they began to throw spirit stones into the floating curtain to predict.

When Han Qingyun entered the arena, he saw that the predicted ranking had not changed, but the value under Zuo Jueming's name had doubled.

The eight contestants assembled to draw lots, and at the same time, Zhong Baichuan announced the prize for upgrading on the stage.

A bundle of iron rods nearly ten feet long and thick as a wrist was placed on the appreciation stand. Compared with the previous mirror, it was really ugly.Han Qingyun's eyes were attracted.

"This is the ten-thousand-year black iron needle. It is the rarest kind of black iron produced in the secret realm. Now, all the secret realms where this thing once appeared have been sealed. There are only ten of them left in the world. "

No matter how attractive Zhong Baichuan said, most people are not interested in this reward.

This object was once produced in the Jinhuo Karst Cave in a high-level secret realm. The black iron was burned and melted at high temperature, and the thick red liquid dripped from the top of the cave. The part of the black iron that could not be melted was deposited in the original place. After tens of thousands of years The tempering of a man becomes a stalagmite iron.

It is indeed extremely precious, but this black iron needle is extremely rigid, no matter what method is used, it cannot be modified, it is really a tasteless thing.

But for Han Qingyun at this moment, this thing is a life-saving straw.

After several months of research, he rummaged through all kinds of classics, and concluded that the most suitable tool to assist in crossing the thunder tribulation is the Ten Thousand Years Black Iron Needle.

Unexpectedly, the Tianwen Sect actually has it. If it had been known earlier, it should be easy to ask the Sect Master for it. However, it has already been put on the shelf as a prize...

Han Qingyun looked at the bundle of long iron rods in annoyance, thinking that Zuo Jueming would belong to them in the end.

The third disciple didn't pay any attention to him at all recently, if he went to ask for it, I don't know if he would give it.After thinking about it for a long time, Han Qingyun decided to get a magic weapon suitable for Zuo Jueming in exchange for the Wannian Black Iron Needle.

In addition to Han Qingyun, in the entire competition square, there was another person who paid attention to Xuan Tiezhen——Xing Luo was standing by the side of the forum, looking at the prize platform, his eyes showed the light of what was bound to be won.

The competition officially started, and the four disciples under Han Qingjun's seat were very lucky in drawing lots. They didn't even meet their fellow disciples. Murong Haotian, who had the lowest cultivation level, even got the lowest cultivation level among the remaining four.

Eight into four ended without any suspense, and the top four came from Lingxiu No.1's sect. The flatterers gathered around again, talking politely around Han Qingjun, wanting their disciples to come to Mingzhao Peak Come and learn.

The four-in-two competition began, and the first game was Zuo Jueming vs. Murong Haotian.

There is a huge difference in strength between the two, Murong Haotian relied on his small size, nimble body, and good use of spells of all attributes, and fled here and there for half an hour. Finally, Zuo Jueming surrounded him with sword energy and knocked him out. Flipping to the ground, the competition ended.

In the second round, Xing Luo and Xiao Yunshui set foot on the Dao Discussion Forum. These two people are now at the same level of cultivation. If they want to lose, this round is the most suitable.

Han Qingyun flicked away the flatterers like chasing flies, and watched the competition between the two.

In the previous round, Xing Lao's shot was a bit ruthless, which was completely different from the momentum of the previous two days. Han Qingyun was a little worried, fearing that he would reach the final and be tempted to win.

Sure enough, what he was most worried about happened.

Xing Luo didn't restrain himself at all, he fully resisted the ice technique cast by Shang Xiao Yunshui, and ice and fire blasted a wave of white mist on the forum.

This did not prevent the cultivators from watching the battle. Han Qingyun brushed his eyes with a finger, poured spiritual power into them, and clearly saw every move of the two of them.

Xiao Yun's water spells are stronger than blade spells, and his spiritual root restrains Xing Luo, focusing on casting water spells. He knows Xing Luo's protection spell very well, so every attack is just right, so that the ice blade will not bounce back against itself.

Xing Laoblade was better than Xiao Yunshui, he only allocated a small half of his spiritual power to fight against the spell, and quickly shuttled through the ice blade array, cutting to Xiao Yunshui's side.

Xiao Yunshui is not good at melee attacks, when he steered the ice blade to turn and hastily drew out his sword to block, it was already a step too late, Xing Luo put the Yingxin knife on his neck.

The situation of the battle has been decided, Xiao Yunshui restrained his spiritual power, and clasped his fists gracefully: "Big brother has superb sword skills, Yunshui has been defeated."

Xing Luo's victory was an upset, and the spectators were more active than the contestants, discussing the situation of the battle one after another, and came to the conclusion: Xing Luo's talisman is too cheating, equivalent to an unbreakable magic weapon.

Only Han Qingyun knew that this fake protective spell had been worn out a lot during the confrontation just now, if Xing Lao continued to hit like this in the next round, the protective spell would definitely be completely destroyed.

Han Qingyun pressed down his disciple's jade card and wanted to ask Xing Luo why he suddenly cared so much about the outcome, and after calling out, he remembered that all the communication tools of the contestants had been taken away.

Murong Haotian and Xiao Yunshui returned to the viewing platform, Murong Haotian pulled his sleeves and showed Han Qingyun the wound: "Master, the third senior brother is too ruthless, my skin is worn out!"

Xiao Yunshui took out a can of wound medicine and applied it for him.

"Where's the skin?" Han Qingyun glanced, there was a piece of oily skin missing from the elbow, and a drop of blood was congealed, "Did you get it back?"

Murong Haotian: "Huh? Why should I pick it up?"

"Here is Uncle Qi, she likes it." Han Qingyun said absently, "If you want to make trouble, go to Uncle Qi."

Murong Haotian made a grimace, stopped talking, and went to Xiao Yunshui's side, studying the piles of pills in his Qiankun bag.

He chattered, but Han Qingyun thought of another thing.

In the original book, the final battle of this Dao Discussion Conference was between Zuo Jueming and Murong Haotian.In the competition, Zuo Jueming used a large-scale attack technique to break the barrier of the forum, even so, he was still at a disadvantage.When the outcome of the two was about to be divided, someone in the spectator stage threw a hidden weapon at Zuo Jue. Murong Haotian found out in time and shot down the hidden weapon for him.

Song Xiuyu claimed to have found the lurker and chased him away, but he failed to catch the murderer in the end. The next day, he was found dead in his residence.

Everyone believed that the murderer had a guilty conscience and thought he had seen the face, so he retaliated and silenced him. However, after searching the entire Tianwenzong, they could not find any clues about the murderer, and the case was finally closed.

The identity of the assassin became a big pit, and was not announced until the end of the original book.

Han Qingyun secretly scolded the author as hot chicken, and scanned the entire Bidou Square to observe the few people related to this matter.

The opponent against Zuo Jueming became Xing Luo, and Song Xiuyu had two more female cultivators beside him. If the assassin was targeting Zuo Jueming, then this time, it is very likely to appear.

It's just that Han Qingyun doesn't understand, Zuo Jueming has a good reputation in the sect and has never offended anyone outside, so why would anyone want to put him to death?

If he had been hit by a hidden weapon at that time, I am afraid that Murong Haotian who was fighting against him would become the biggest suspect.

After Han Qingyun had this idea, he suddenly felt a chill down his back.The high-ranking people suspect that if the hidden weapon is really hit, Murong Haotian is very likely to be deprived of the qualification for the competition, and Zuo Jueming will naturally become the leader...

What about Song Xiuyu?Could it be that he was arranged by Zuo Jueming, the person who planted the hidden weapon, and chasing the murderer was a cover-up, and in the end he was also silenced by Zuo Jueming?

Han Qingyun felt that she was overly vigilant, and forcibly used logic to correct a rotten pit of the spicy chicken author, and guessed Zuo Jueming as a villain without any evidence.What's the difference between this and the cultivators who regard Xing Luo as an evil one?

He forcibly suppressed this conjecture, but still kept his eyes open, paying attention to the people related to this matter in the original book, and placed a camera scene bead by his side, facing Song Xiuyu.Just in case, if his guess is right, it's better to leave a proof.

On the Dao Forum, the final battle of this Dao Discussion Conference is about to start. Xing Luo and Zuo Jueming will take the stage from one side.

The two floating curtains merged into a huge one, and began to scroll the predictions of the two.Zuo Jueming once rode a superb ride, and before he even made a move, he surpassed Xing Luo by more than five times. After all, his cultivation was the first, and Zuo Jueming was the only Nascent Soul cultivator among the younger generation. But it is enough to despise the cultivators of the Jindan realm.

When the bronze bell sounded for the start of the competition, Zuo Jueming didn't wait for a moment to make a move, and turned around with his long sword, like a horizontal tornado, hitting Xing Luo straight.

Xing Luo had never sparred with Zuo Jueming before, didn't understand his moves, raised his knife to block, and was not in a hurry to fight back. Instead, he carefully observed Zuo Jueming's glove routine and habits during each move, looking for flaws.

Soon, he discovered that Zuo Jueming was only focused on attacking the whole time, and didn't worry about defending at all. His sword was extremely fast, and his whole body was full of flaws.

Xing Luo leaned back to avoid Zuo Jueming's sword, and when the blade turned sharply down, he tiptoed and slid to Zuo Jueming's side.The next sword swept across, and Xing Luo covered his spiritual power with a protective spell, and the wind of the sword bounced back. While Zuo Jueming was adjusting his state, he suddenly drew out his sword and swept straight at his face.

This knife was sharp and decisive, Zuo Jueming managed to dodge it sideways, and a lock of temple hair was cut off.

The spectators were attracted by the competition on the forum, and they did not forget to throw spirit stones to bet on the discussion.

"This spell is simply invincible..."

"Zuo Immortal has a high cultivation level and rich experience, so he will definitely be able to deal with him."

"Leader Zuo, use the whip! Restrain him!" Among the crowd, there were admirers of Zuo Jueming who shouted at the forum.

Zuo Jueming didn't pay attention to it. With his higher level of cultivation, he already felt that the strength of the counter-shock force was not as powerful as before. Bluffing.

And the heavy protection spell was obviously damaged, and it was obviously not as indestructible as in the legend.

Zuo Jueming attacked again. This time, he moved faster. He swung his sword and dodged. He was injured several times by the counter-shock, but he did not weaken his attack at all.

Xing Luo wanted to allocate part of his spiritual power to counter the shock. He was not as good as the opponent in the first place. After a few confrontations, he gradually lost the wind.He knew very well that the longer the battle dragged on, the smaller the chance of winning.

Xing Luo calmed down, and when another wave of sword wind came, he resolutely withdrew the spiritual power covering the protective spell, poured all the spiritual power into Yingxin, and faced Zuo Jueming with all his strength.

The flaming sword light intersected with the light golden sword energy, turning into countless afterimages, which dazzled the eyes.

In order to win, Xing Luo actually blocked the sword with a spell.Seeing that the protective spell was getting more and more damaged, and it was completely shattered by Zuo Jueming's another sword strike, Han Qingyun's heart rose to his throat, unable to hold it anymore, he stood up suddenly.

The protective spell was shattered, but Xing Luo gained the upper hand. Relying on the last stop of the protective spell, he successfully stabbed the Yingxin knife into Zuo Jueming's shoulder.

At this point in the competition, Zuo Jueming should admit defeat, but he still stood in the center of the field, holding his sword in front of him, and did not admit defeat.

The hand of the deacon disciple who was about to ring the bronze bell fell, and on the altar, Xing Luo and Zuo Jueming started a new round of competition.

Zuo Jueming was now at a disadvantage. He changed his offensive, held the long sword in front of his chest, and quickly sealed with both hands.

Xing Luo recognized the handprint, realized what kind of spell he was going to use, and immediately leaned over and rushed towards Zuo Jueming.

Zuo Jueming made the last gesture, pouring spiritual power into the long sword, and in an instant, the long sword lifted into the air, turned into countless golden sword qi, and shot randomly in all directions.

The powerful sword qi pierced the enchantment of the forum, but within a short moment, the enchantment was damaged to pieces.

Xing Luo in the arena was not much better either, he lost his protective spell, he ignored the block, used his body against the sword energy, and stabbed Yingxin towards Zuo Jueming's chest.

Sword Qi swept bloodstains all over his body. On the viewing platform, the elders who knew Xing Luo's identity all stood up and cast disbelieving glances at Han Qingyun.

Han Qingyun had no time to take care of them, staring at the center of the forum.

His nerves were extremely tense, so when several sudden cold lights broke into his sight, he immediately reacted...

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