I'm a Serious Fox [Transmigration Book]

Hua Jieyu's face was hurt, and she was so angry that she jumped off the stage to find out the person who hit her. As soon as her feet hit the ground, she heard the sound of drums behind her, announcing that she had lost.

Hua Jieyu couldn't believe it and said, "I lost? Why did I lose before I even made a move!" Pinching her slender waist, she said, "You guys from famous families are still playing tricks! You even sneak attack!"

There was a burst of ridicule from the audience.

This demon race didn't even know that they lost even if their feet fell off the stage during the competition, so dare to provoke them?

Besides, there was a protective barrier on the stage just now, who told you to come on stage before the drum beat, who is to blame for being smashed now?

Han Chenluo, who was sitting under the stage, laughed along with everyone, as if he didn't care about such a stupid defeat of his subordinates.Yu Wuxiu looked at Hua Jieyu who was approaching in a fit of rage, and waved to the huge monster behind him, which was as strong as a hill.

The latter immediately comprehended and walked towards the sword-testing platform.

Every time he took a step onto the stage, the entire sword-testing stage was shaken.The people in the audience heard the muffled sound like an earthquake, and they were really afraid that the stage would be collapsed by this big monster in the next moment.

Feng Ling held the sword and built a sword posture in front of her. Looking at the opponent who was twice as tall as herself, the flesh on her body was piled up on her body like bursting magma, and she couldn't see any facial features at all.

At first glance, this person's body looks inflexible, and he is even much slower than ordinary people. It stands to reason that this kind of person would be eliminated when he started cultivating immortals, but he was selected by Molinjiao, which proves this person's strength Stronger than imagined.

Never underestimate the enemy.

With the sound of the drum beating closely, he untied the iron wheel on his back, and the black cloth wrapped around it slowly wound around like an obedient snake, revealing the iron wheel itself.

Seeing Tie Lun's true face, the disciples of Qian Lingzong couldn't help but gasp for Feng Ling.

This iron wheel is actually a thousand-edged wheel condensed from countless sword blades!Every time the iron wheel turns at an angle, it will reveal an extremely sharp blade towards the opponent.

Moreover, this weapon has a fatal feature, that is, the thousand-blade wheel is full of sharp blades, and the user cannot hold it at all, and can only use spiritual power to control it to attack the opponent.

This also means that people and magic tools are always in a state of separation. While Feng Ling is careful to deal with the Thousand Blade Wheel, he must always pay attention to this big monster. Only by using two things with one heart can he hope to win.

It is rumored that the thousand-blade wheel is a magic weapon that can only be used by monks above the middle level. This person from the Demon's Landing Sect is obviously not in compliance with the rules!

Hearing the booing from the audience, Han Chenluo clarified: "It's true that Ghost Xiang has just joined the religion, a little later than Gu Lingzi, but this kid is very talented, and he broke through the golden core within a year and a half of his entry. Because I haven’t participated in the assessment for less than three years, I’m a junior monk. But if you feel that the Devil’s Landing Sect is bullying, then it’s okay to send a middle-level monk.”

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of all the headmasters of Qian Ling changed for a moment.

Han Chenluo's words superficially mean that the middle-level and elementary-level Qianling Sect are fine, but in fact they are mocking Qianlingzong. But none of the disciples could form alchemy for three years.

It was obviously a mockery that Qianlingzong was not as good as Molinjiao.

Long Chiyu held Shuzhi in his hand, wishing he could go on stage and chop that big monster into pieces, this Molinjiao is simply too deceptive!

The other sects in the audience couldn't help but looked at the master curiously, wondering what decision Yun Kuo would make.

But it seems that no matter what the choice is, it is a dead end.

If he asked Feng Ling to continue the fight, then he would lose 100% of the foundation against Jin Dan.

But if the intermediary cultivator is replaced, it is clear that the Qianling Sect is not as good as the Molinjiao, and the middle-level cultivator must be used to fight against other junior cultivators.

Unexpectedly, Yun Kuo, who was decisive all the way just now, suddenly turned his head to look at Qiu Yeyang behind him: "How does Deputy Sect Master Qiu feel?"

Qiu Yeyang was taken aback, he didn't expect him to let himself make a decision at this time, he was surprised for a moment, and then a smirk appeared in his heart, you asked me this.

He looked at Feng Ling on the sword-testing stage, and said in a deep voice: "I see that you Molinjiao are really not picky eaters, and you can pull any crooked melons and cracked dates into the teaching. Isn't it a year and a half golden elixir? Let me show you." Look at how the disciples who have just established the foundation of Qian Ling knocked down your golden core!"

Then he said to Qing Fan who was in charge of maintaining the order of the Qianling phalanx: "Qianling will not change candidates, Feng Ling will continue to fight."

Qingfan: "..."

Long Chiyu: "..."

Everyone: "..."

The other sects couldn't help being a little stunned. Although they had heard of Qiu Yeyang's violent temper, he wouldn't take the life of a disciple to show off his prestige?

There is no chance of winning the foundation against Jindan!

The disciples of Qian Lingzong looked at Feng Ling on the stage with sympathy and pity.

Suddenly someone said: "The leapfrog competition does not necessarily mean that there is no chance of winning. The last time I used Bai against Senior Brother Long, didn't I also win?"

"Yes, Senior Brother Long is also a Golden Core. He didn't lose to a junior Qi training student back then, not to mention that Feng Ling has already built his foundation, so he will definitely win this time!"

Probably also to boost morale, the disciple accidentally amplified his voice a little.

Long Chiyu moved his ears, turned his head with a dark face, and stared at Hu Yibai behind him.

He stared at Hu Yibai so hard that he had to turn his gaze to him: "They said, why are you staring at me?"

"Hmph!" That period of humiliating history has become a forbidden area that Long Chiyu cannot touch. If he hadn't cared about his fellowship and showed mercy at that time, he would have cut him down with a sword. How could this dead fox have a chance to turn around? !

Immediately looking at Feng Ling on the stage, he couldn't help showing worry in his eyes. The magic weapon of this monster looked extremely evil, and besides, the opponent was already at the Golden Core cultivation level, so Feng Ling might not treat him well.

What on earth was Master thinking, the enemy still let Feng Ling fight?

Hu Yibai looked at Feng Ling on the stage, holding the sparrow tightly in his sleeves. In fact, he was not too worried. In the original book, Feng Ling won the competition, and he was not seriously injured. No surprises.

It's just that Han Chenluo's unexpected appearance made this competition more variable, and he was a little unsure of what this person wanted to do.

Hearing that the other party was Jin Dan, Feng Ling stood holding the sword, without showing any superfluous expression on his indifferent face.

Dressed in a moon-white courtyard uniform, facing the whirlwind formed by the collision of the two air pressures, it floated behind him like a bulging white sail.

Glossy and smooth black hair was bundled up high with a white ribbon, and his knuckles were slowly exerting force while holding Sikuang, just the silhouette glimpsed from the audience was heroic.

Hu Yibai heard that the female nuns and male cultivators of many sects below started whispering, and suddenly his heart boiled with jealousy.

Just one stop on the stage has been discussed, and after the foundation is established and the golden core is broken, it may not be remembered by many people after it comes down.

You especially looked at Long Chiyu looking at Feng Ling with an obsessed and foolish expression.

Hu Yibai pretended to be inadvertent and kicked the chair in front of him. Long Chiyu was caught off guard and staggered, almost throwing himself and the chair together!

"what are you doing!"

Hu Yibai slowly retracted his leg and sincerely apologized: "Sorry, my foot slipped."

Considering that there were so many people present, Long Chiyu glared at him, moved the chair forward and then sat back down, but as soon as he saw Feng Ling, the chair was kicked again.

Long Chiyu held Shuzhi in front of him, gritted his teeth: "You want to die!"

Hu Yibai smiled innocently: "It's not my fault, Feng Ling will be next to me, I'm nervous, and the fox kicks his legs out of habit when he's nervous, I can't control the racial instinct."

Long Chiyu sneered, with a look of "I believe you a ghost", he nodded: "Okay, aren't you a racial instinct, from now on I look at you, you keep kicking, if you don't kick, don't blame me Execution of the sect's rules. Do you know the consequences of openly violating the sect's discipline at the sword test meeting?"

Facing his malicious smile, Hu Yibai showed a shy expression, "I'm already nervous, if Senior Brother Long keeps staring at me, I won't be even more nervous."

"Pedal quickly."

"it's not good……"

"Kick!"

Seeing Long Chiyu's posture of putting his sword on his neck if he didn't kick again, Hu Yibai sighed helplessly: "Okay then."

With a muffled sound, Long Chiyu flew out with the chair under his buttocks under the eyes of everyone. The sound was louder than the sword-testing stage. They were all staring at him, even Yun Kuo and Qiu Yeyang who were on the main seat turned their heads to look this way.

Hearing snickering and booing around, even Han Chenluo laughed without hesitation, Qiu Yeyang's face turned black with anger, and he shouted angrily: "Go back to me, you shameful thing!"

Long Chiyu dragged his chair back to the Qianlingzong's phalanx, looking at Hu Yibai again, wishing he could eat people.

Hu Yibai blinked innocently, looking at me, you made me kick.

Long Chiyu didn't care about Feng Ling on the stand this time, he had to look back from time to time to see if Hu Yibai was making any small moves. If it wasn't for the sect's regulations that disciples' seats were not allowed to run around at will, he really didn't want to sit around this dead fox !

Originally, many sects were curious about how Yun Kuo would end this time. This young disciple who had just established his foundation was bound to fail.

Sure enough, in the first half of the match, Feng Ling was beaten by the Thousand Blade Wheel, and the Sikuang was almost split in two several times. The hair ties were cut in two.

Qian Ling's disciples were even more frightened. Every time the Thousand Blades Wheel turned, their hearts would turn over. The head teacher in the sect always taught them that disciples of the same sect should help each other, unite with one another, and be prosperous together. All are lost.

Now they feel the true meaning of this sentence firsthand.

In front of outsiders, a disciple of a sect will really burst out with a strong sense of belonging.

What's more, Feng Ling has always been the favored son of heaven in their junior class. If even he is defeated, their morale will be wiped out in half.

Compared to the midfield, Feng Ling was always at a disadvantage. Seeing that the outcome was decided, a strong wind suddenly blew up on the stage, blowing the surrounding dust, sand and loess into the air, and the entire sword-testing stage covered by the barrier It was as if a violent sandstorm had blown up.

Listening to the lime soil particles constantly banging against the barrier wall, the people in the audience stared in with wide-eyed eyes, but they couldn't see what was going on inside.

All that could be heard was the terrifying reverberation of something being broken continuously.

Someone said in amazement: "Isn't that the bone of that Qianling disciple was chopped off?"

Almost everyone held their breath, their pupils dilated to look at the wind and sand in the barrier.

Suddenly, a large pool of bright red blood splashed on the barrier, flowing slowly along the barrier wall into a meandering blood snake.

Some people could not help crying intermittently in the Qianling phalanx, Hu Yibai knew that Feng Ling was definitely fine, seeing this scene, his heart still involuntarily raised his heart, and squeezed the exotic bird in his hand to buzz.

As a huge black shadow was thrown down the stage, the barrier slowly opened.

A burst of cold air rose, and the dust hanging in the air was quickly wrapped by the cold air, forming patches of frost and gradually falling to the ground.

Holding Sikuang's waist straight, Feng Ling walked to the center of the frost and snow step by step. The black hair that had been cut off from the headband lost its restraint and scattered wantonly.

Looking at the teenagers on the stage, the noisy venue fell into silence for an instant, and then a deafening cheer erupted from the Qianling square, the momentum was like a rainbow, shaking the sky.

The disciples of Qian Lingzong stood up unconsciously, looking in the direction of the sword testing platform, some of them couldn't help but shed tears.

Long Chiyu looked at the boy who was caressed by Shuangxue, and couldn't help calling out: "A Ling..."

The next moment, he was kicked to the ground with the chair.

Hu Yibai said loudly: "Let's go to the stage to pick up Fengling back!"

"it is good!!!"

As soon as Long Chiyu got up, he heard frantic footsteps behind him, and then his head, shoulders, and back were stepped on by unknown feet.

He gritted his teeth: "Don't... um... step on... um... I..."

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