Heaven is here to torture me

One month later, at the foot of Guiyuan Zongzhu Peak, the arena stood tall, with drums rumbling and colorful flags fluttering.

This is the battlefield of the martial arts competition.

Each session has a hundred disciples, and each participating disciple has a red silk tied to his arm.Within the specified time, the more red silks are snatched, the higher the score, and once someone snatches the red silks, they will be automatically thrown out of the arena.

At the end of the competition, all the disciples remaining in the field will be ranked according to the number of red silks they have earned, and they will enter the next round of competition.

Following an order, Ning Shuyi entered the arena with 99 newly promoted disciples of the same round, and the preliminary round began immediately.

In this kind of mixed-fight competition, no one dared to fight alone, so before the competition, the disciples had formed gangs and formed different groups.

Ning Shuyi was not in any of the groups.

Xue Youping has already taken care of the outer disciples, whoever dares to help Ning Shuyi will be against Dan Yunfeng and will be attacked the most violently.

At the same time, Senior Brother Zhao also recruited some new disciples with good abilities to form a team, waiting to greet Ning Shuyi.

Therefore, at the beginning of the competition, the group of about 50 people surrounded Ning Shuyi.

In the eyes of the viewers, he is like an overlord trapped in Gaixia, besieged on all sides, and all trees and trees are soldiers.

However, Ning Shu held a thin sword, calm and composed, not caring about the movements of the crowd around him, and walked straight to a corner of the ring.

"Junior Brother Ning, please advise!" A disciple shouted loudly, wielding a golden blade in his hand, and slashed at Ning Shu.

Ning Shu swayed slightly, turned around, hooked and turned his toes lightly, causing the man to stumble suddenly, his body hit the ground, and there was a loud "boom".

A sword-wielding disciple came out from the left, and Ning Shu tapped the blade lightly with the hilt, and the disciple sank suddenly, and the whole sword was broken into pieces.

"His movement is so weird, and his strength is also very strong." In the stands, an elder of Jian Lingfeng secretly admired him. He only wished that this person had already been favored by the head of the sect, otherwise he would have been snatched away!

Xue Youping sat beside his grandfather, looked at the field coldly, his eyes flickering, and asked the person next to him in a low voice: "It seems that Ning Shuyi still has some strength, those disciples are probably not his opponents, will we Instead, it gave him a prestige?"

Sitting on the other side of him, Prince Luo's son Li Aobai's expression darkened when he heard the words, and he looked towards the crowd, and suddenly sneered sinisterly again: "Don't worry, senior brother, I have already made arrangements, he won't last long..."

"Don't go too far, after all, there are gossips that this person has already been favored by the sect leader, just teach him a little lesson." Xue Youping warned worriedly.

Although he really wanted to deal with Ning Shuyi severely, how did he know that this village boy was so lucky that he fell into the eyes of the head of the sect.

"Senior brother, don't worry, I know it well." Li Aobai replied in a low voice, his eyes were cold.

Being favored by the head?Then turn him into a cripple!Let's see who else is willing to support him!

Lu Qingzhou lay on a big tree not far away, his eyes scanned the audience carefully.

He wasn't too worried about the situation on the field, although Ning Shuyi only had the third level of Qi refining, but he had a lot of cards hidden in him, even if all the 99 people were against him, he could handle it with ease.

But Lu Qingzhou was not at ease, suspecting that Xue Youping and Luo Wang's son not only arranged this move...

The cat's pupils were wide-eyed, moving left and right, and his eyes finally fell on a fearful and sneaky disciple in the crowd.

That person's back was somewhat familiar, Lu Qingzhou jumped onto another branch, and after a closer look, it turned out to be the former disciple surnamed Zhao.

Sneaky, there must be a conspiracy!

Looking at the field, Ning Shuyi has successfully broken through and occupied a corner of the field.

With his back against a dead corner and facing everyone, the angle of attack was greatly reduced, making it difficult for those dozens of people to use their hands and feet, but it was enough for Ning Shu to use the sword in his hand.

The disciples rushed forward one after another, but were forced back by Ning Shu's sword after sword, like a wave, rising and falling.

Those who wanted to use long-distance attacks were scattered and knocked down by his sword before the energy and arrows reached Ning Shuyi, wasting their spiritual power and weapons in vain.

Ning Shu didn't show any flaws in his body, after a round of fighting, he didn't blush or breathe, as if nothing happened.

On the other hand, the disciples who launched the violent attack at the beginning were all blushing, panting like cows, and their spiritual power was exhausted, as if their bodies had been hollowed out.

"Is that not enough?" Ning Shu looked around and straightened his back.

The thin sword swam around the crowd, but no one dared to come forward.

"Listen to me!" Ning Shu raised the corners of his lips and shouted loudly, "Once you choose to be my enemy, don't expect to walk out of the arena today!"

His voice was loud, his tone was extremely arrogant, and his aura was full for a moment, covering the entire battlefield and calming down all opponents.

"Come on! He's alone!" The spectators in the audience couldn't understand his arrogance, and burst into shouts, "Don't let him continue to be rampant!"

"So many people can't beat one? Are you here to sing? Hahaha..."

"Let's jump on it together, and still not drown him? Coward!"

But to the disciples on the stage, it seemed like standing up and talking without pain in the back!

Ning Shuyi's move looks simple and unpretentious, it seems to be the simplest slashing with a sword, but the strength is really amazing!

That sword move seemed light, but each blow was like a meteorite hitting the ground, shaking their jaws open, their arms numb, and they couldn't stand it at all.

Moreover, only by facing Ning Shuyi head-on and feeling the fierce murderous aura, can one understand what he just said was not a joke or an exaggeration, he really did not intend to let them go!

"Let's fight together! He is only at the third level of Qi refining, and he will always run out of spiritual power!" The oldest disciple in the group gritted his teeth and said fiercely.

The disciples on the field didn't care about the rhythm of the rules, and resorted to their own tricks, and they all shouted at Ning Shu.

"Spiritual power? You don't need spiritual power to deal with you." Ning Shu smiled lightly, and was about to launch an attack when he suddenly stopped.

A starlight flashed behind him, and then he heard a burst of broken stones, and an angry shout: "You beast, stop!"

Many people were attracted by this sound, but they saw a small snow-white beast pounce on a purple-clothed disciple, scratching his face fiercely!

Is that... a cat?

Ning Shuyi's aura surged instantly, and his murderous aura shot straight into the sky.

The disciples attacking from behind thought they had found an opportunity, but they didn't want the other party to turn their heads or look at them. They just waved their swords lightly, and the stage instantly burst into flames, and the red waves surged to the sky!

"This... This is the Lieyang Sword!?" The teachers in the stands couldn't keep their mouths shut in surprise, and stood up one by one, stretching their necks to wait and see.

This gorgeous sea of ​​flames and the astonishing and domineering movement of the mountains awakened their long-lost memories.

Back then, when the Demon Lord Sikong Shun attacked, he was forcefully forced back by the raging waves of fire...

This is the unique swordsmanship of a generation of arrogant Lu Qingzhou!

The fire wave rushed towards all the disciples present, and the disciples who did not participate in the siege were at the outermost edge, and soon jumped out of the competition stage and escaped alive.

But the disciple who attacked Ning Shuyi didn't have such good luck, and was soon caught in the fire wave, screaming pitifully.

Seeing this, Elder Sun of the Law Enforcement Hall, who was the referee, hurriedly led several disciples onto the stage to rescue them from the sea of ​​flames.

But in the stands, where can we still see the figure of the perpetrator?

Elder Sun looked around, but not far away, Ning Shu supported the cat with one hand, and put his sword on the neck of the disciple surnamed Zhao. His face was extremely cold, like a murderous demon.

"Ning Shuyi, put down your sword!" Elder Sun shouted loudly, "Don't hurt your fellow disciples!"

"Elder Sun, why don't you ask this Zhao what he did first." Ning Shuyi's sword glowed coldly, and there was no warmth in his eyes.

"Ning, Junior Brother Ning...I, I didn't do anything!" Senior Brother Zhao was so frightened that his legs trembled and he was sweating profusely.

Lu Qingzhou pointed to his chest, Ning Shu picked it up with the tip of his sword, and a jade object fell down.

Ning Shu slapped the jade away with his sword, and flew straight into Elder Sun's hand.

Elder Sun took a closer look, it was a one-time offensive magic weapon, and the attack means stored in it had been released.

Ning Shu pointed his sword at the bottom of the position where he was standing just now: "If my Axue hadn't noticed it and made this guy's sneak attack deviate from the direction, wouldn't I be plotted by him at this time?"

Elder Sun carefully inspected the sword marks under the stage. The pillars of the arena are made of high-grade diamond rock. If it is not a treasure, ordinary swords can't hurt it at all.

What happened just now is almost clear at a glance!

The sneak attack from behind, and such a heavy hand, clearly wanted to put Ning Shuyi to death!

"Forgiveness, forgiveness, I really don't know, I didn't do it..." Brother Zhao was flustered, he didn't expect the attack from the magic weapon to be so vicious, it was different from what he said before!

Senior Brother Zhao secretly looked at Li Aobai on the stage, but Li Aobai just looked at him coldly, silently threatening him, at this moment, he could only bite the bullet and deny: "It's not me..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw the murderous intent in Ning Shu's eyes that seemed to flash in the pan. He stretched out his palm and slapped him on the chest, sending his whole body flying, like the jade object just now, flying towards the ring.

However, the jade object flew into the hands of Elder Sun, and he... fell in the middle of the sea of ​​flames.

"Ahhh!" Brother Zhao instantly turned into a burning man, yelling in pain, "I was wrong! It was... Li Aobai asked me to do this, please forgive me! Please forgive me..."

At this time, a blue wave suddenly descended from the sky, rolling in a torrential flood, and extinguished the fire on the stage with a "crash".

"Welcome to the head!" Elder Sun hastily cupped his hands and bowed to the air, and all the teachers in the stands also got up and saluted to the place where the tide fell: "See the head!"

Ning Shu raised his head and looked at the blue cloud floating in the sky.

I saw a snow-white and slender figure slowly falling from the sky, with a fairy appearance, white teeth and red lips, like a fairy who came down from the earth.

For a moment, everyone was so attracted by this person's overly handsome appearance that they almost forgot to breathe.

Xu Zixuan, who was not present before, suddenly appeared above the arena, which really surprised all the teachers.

However, what they didn't expect was that, as an outer disciple with only the third level of Qi refining, Ning Shuyi turned a blind eye to Xu Zixuan's coercion, and greeted Xu Zixuan head-on, with the same momentum: "You are the master of Guiyuan sect!" Door?"

"The move you used just now... where did it come from?" Xu Zixuan looked around the arena, there were still some little sparks moving and jumping vaguely, and a faint light flashed in his eyes.

"Guess?" Ning Shu raised his eyebrows at Xu Zixuan, looking a little frivolous.

"Ning Shuyi, this is the head of my sect, show some respect!" Seeing this, Elder Sun couldn't help reminding.

But as soon as the words were finished, a ray of green light emerged from Xu Zixuan's sleeve, wrapping the two of them in a water polo.

Lu Qingzhou jumped up, but he couldn't touch Ning Shuyi's clothes, so he could only stare at the blue water polo vigilantly, and growled restlessly.

Inside the water polo, Xu Zixuan and Ning Shu faced each other, their eyes intertwined.

"I've laid out the formation, no one can hear our conversation." Xu Zixuan swung his sleeves, as if suddenly heaved a sigh of relief, and eased his originally tense expression, "Tell me, where is he?"

"Who is the head talking about?" Ning Shu hugged his sword and smiled lightly.

"Ask knowingly! You know who I'm talking about!" Xu Zixuan said in a deep voice, "He is the only person in the world who can master Lieyang swordsmanship. You must have seen him!"

"Why don't you guess that I am him?" Ning Shu asked back.

"Personality doesn't match." Xu Zixuan bit his lips, his eyes dim, "If he had your cunning mind, he wouldn't be hurt and disappear..."

"Injured?" Ning Shu frowned, "Isn't he dead?"

"He's not dead, and his name tag hasn't been broken..." Xu Zixuan raised his head suddenly, grabbed Ning Shuyi, and asked in a trembling voice, "Didn't you see him before!? Otherwise, where did your Lieyang Sword come from?" Come?"

"If the person who taught me the Lieyang Sword is the person you are looking for..." Ning Shu replied coldly, throwing Xu Zixuan away, "Then, he should not be considered a 'human' anymore."

"Not human?" Xu Zixuan was stunned, "Why?"

"I was only five years old when I met him on the northern snowfield for the first time. I couldn't see his face clearly, his body was almost transparent and couldn't be touched. I knew that he was not a 'human'..." Ning Shu Talking about it, it seems that the vast and vast snowfield in the north appeared before my eyes again, that cold, desolate and lovely white figure...

Ashe is a cat now, and he can't be counted as a "person". He didn't lie!

Ning Shu spoke nonsense outrightly: "He said that my spiritual roots are the same as his, so he passed on that set of swordsmanship to me, and even taught me a few formations."

"Half a year ago, he suddenly asked me to come to the Central Plains to find Gui Yuanzong, and then he disappeared..."

"Disappeared? Why?!" Xu Zixuan hurriedly asked, "What happened to him?"

Ning Shu shook his head, blushing and heart beating: "I don't know the reason. It may be that he has fulfilled his wish and entered reincarnation..."

"No, it's impossible... His soul is clearly not yet..." Xu Zixuan lowered his eyes and pondered, and he didn't know what he thought of, his face changed from cloudy to sunny, but he never said the clue that Ning Shuyi wanted to hear.

After being silent for a long time, Xu Zixuan took a long breath, raised his eyes to look at Ning Shuyi, and his eyes became calm: "In this way, you have obtained the inheritance of the Lieyang Sword, and you can be regarded as my junior brother. I need to find some time to have a good chat with my junior brother..."

"Don't dare to climb high! That's all I've said. My Axue is still waiting outside. I'm worried that he will be wronged." Ning Shuyi was completely unmoved by the overtures of the most beautiful woman in the world. With a slash of the sword, the water polo was easily split in half.

The water splashed in all directions, splashing the disciples around them.

"Axue!" Stepping out of the formation, Ning Shu jumped down the stage, picked up the snow-white cat, and rubbed his face against the cat's face, "Baby, are you alright?"

When Lu Qingzhou saw Ning Shu coming out, he dared to heave a sigh of relief, patted his chest lightly, and signaled him—be respectful!

"Master, what should we do now?" Elder Sun didn't look at the cat slave any more, and hurriedly stepped forward to ask Xu Zixuan.

Xu Zixuan put his hands behind his back, raised his head, and looked around.

There was no sound in the audience, and countless pairs of eyes were focused on this beautiful monk in white, unable to move half a step.

"Lieyang sword is my master's unique skill, and now it is confirmed that Ning Shuyi is the successor of my master, that is, my junior brother, so..." Xu Zixuan's eyes fell on Ning Shuyi, but Ning Shuyi only cared about it. Teasing the cat in his arms, pinching the cat's paws and kissing the cat's pads.

Xu Zixuan: ...

Can he deny this unscrupulous cat-sucking maniac?

The eye-poking knife in the back has no effect on Ning Shuyi, the master can only sigh slightly, and continued to speak loudly: "From today on, Junior Brother Ning will be stationed at the main peak of Guiyuan Sect, do you have any opinions?"

He glanced at the masters and elders of the peaks in the stands. How could the backbone dare to have the slightest objection?

When Lu Qingzhou left the sect with a stigma on his back, many people secretly saw his jokes and took the opportunity to fight for power.

Unexpectedly, this power was taken away by a young man in the end. Moreover, since Xu Zixuan ascended to the position of head, no one who participated in the events of the year escaped his murderous hands!

The beheading of beheading, the delisting of being expelled, and the exile of exile, the methods can be described as vicious and violent, and his behavior style is completely inconsistent with his own temperament.

However, it was precisely because of this that Gui Yuanzong was able to become an iron plate again under his control, but Lie Yang Sword Lu Qingzhou had completely become a taboo for Gui Yuanzong!

"Congratulations to the sect master for recognizing your junior brother!" All the peak masters raised their hands in unison to congratulate, with a sincere attitude.

On matters related to Lu Qingzhou, their opinions were surprisingly unanimous - what the head said was what they said, they just had to smile and agree.

However, the disciples in the audience were dumbfounded.

A moment ago, a newcomer from the outside sect who was struggling to compete in the big competition, how could he become an elder in the blink of an eye?

"Master Ning, forgive me!" The disciples who joined forces to deal with Ning Shuyi before were even more restless, enduring the pain on their bodies and knelt on the ground, "It's all my fault that I listened to the instigation of others and offended my uncle. I beg my uncle to forgive me!"

At this moment, they wished that the injuries on their bodies would be more serious, so that the master uncle would utter such a bad breath, so don't remember their faces anymore!

"Junior brother, how do you plan to deal with these disciples?" Xu Zixuan glanced at the crowd and asked calmly.

"People who can be deceived and used by others..." Ning Shu pointed to his head, "I'm afraid there is a functional obstacle here, and he will die sooner or later. It's better to go back and be a farmer in peace."

Xu Zixuan immediately said to Elder Sun: "When these disciples recover from their injuries, send them down the mountain!"

"No! Master, uncle, please... I don't want to leave the sect!"

The audience was sobbing and begging for mercy, but Xu Zixuan ignored him, waved his hand, and ordered the wounded to be sent to their residences.

"These disciples are just chess pieces for some people." Ning Shu touched Lu Qingzhou's smooth fur, raised his head, and looked at the group of Danxiu in yellow Taoist robes in the stands, his eyes were as cold as ice, "I think , Dan Yunfeng should also give me an explanation."

"You don't want to spout blood, what evidence do you have!" Li Aobai felt guilty and stood up abruptly.

For a moment, all the eyes on the field intertwined and fell on him.

"Evidence?" Ning Shu sneered, then raised his hand suddenly, and a burst of sword energy rushed out, slashing straight at the stands!