Cannon Fodder False Young Master Awakens To God [Wearing Books]

A fight broke out in the middle arena, and the rest of the arena finally reacted, belatedly realized, and began to compete.

No matter which arena, everyone seemed to maintain a unified tacit understanding.

The first vein and the third vein are alone, the main family and the second vein are dependent on each other, but the fourth vein, the strongest dark horse, is completely isolated.

However, in the melee arena, the disciples of the Four Meridians were not in a hurry, they were not implicated into the battle circle yet, and just watched the battle calmly from the sidelines.

Bai Han led the disciples of the first line to attack, and seeing the disciples of the fourth line standing leisurely at the side, his eyes rolled, and he led the disciples of the first line to throw vitality into the four lines, and then led the disaster to the master's house And the disciples of the second vein.

After being stirred up by him, the melee ring immediately became wild.

Now only Jiang Changning was left in the arena, and the battle had ended early. He turned his head boredly, stared at the two people who had just slipped off the stage, thought for a while, and smiled kindly at them.

Qu Zilan looked at the sky, turned around as if nothing had happened, then rushed behind Qu Yue and Qu Zichen, then cautiously poked his head around, and smiled at Jiang Changning.

Qu Ziran raised his hand and scratched his head. After blinking at Jiang Changning, he turned around and walked back slowly, back to the competition seats of the Qu family's four veins.

The Simai competition seats were peaceful, they seemed to have expected Qu Ziran to do this, talking and laughing one by one, without any big reaction.

Sanmai is here to join in the fun, and Simai is here to watch the show.

The two took the initiative to step down, which was expected by everyone.

The only unexpected thing was Jiang Changning.

Qu Hanguang was so angry that his neck was thick.

Seeing Qu Bingyun lying half dead on the edge of the ring, the rest of the master's family looked at each other, glanced at Qu Hanguang's face that couldn't even lift a smile, and lowered their heads, but did not speak.

Qu Hanguang stared at Jiang Changning, took a few heavy breaths, forced himself to slow down, and then swept towards the arena over 30 years old in a dark way.

With just one glance, he inexplicably calmed down again, without any trace of the anger just now.

Except for the front ring in the middle, the other three rings were in full swing.

Mu San swung the big knife left and right, then lifted the handle of the knife and slammed it back, pushing Huo Ci out of the battle circle abruptly.

Huo Ci took the time to rub his ribs that hurt from the smash, and raised his eyes to stare at Mu San.

Mu Sanwu brandished his broadsword and rushed forward as if nothing had happened, split the ring into two with his own strength, and protected Huo Ci behind him.

The main family and Ermai had no time to talk to them, they only cared about fighting with Simai.

The four-meridian player is the previous old master Crankshaft.

The 47-year-old Yuanying sixth rank, later he voluntarily abdicated and handed over the control of Simai to Qu Ziqi. He spent the rest of his life ahead of schedule and lived a retirement life.

It is said that it is retirement life, and this time he played for Simai, and he amazed the audience as soon as he made a move.

- Nascent Soul Ninth Rank!

In five years, the crankshaft has been upgraded to three levels in a row!It's still the third stage of the Nascent Soul Stage!

What is this concept?

Ordinary practitioners in the Nascent Soul stage may not be able to advance to the first level in three years!

Seeing this scene, the corners of Jiang Changning's eyes trembled, and his calm eyes instantly became serious.

He raised his head and quietly observed the movement of the crankshaft.

In the arena, Mu San, who had only fought against Crankshaft five years ago, was shocked and his jaw dropped. Then he waved his weapon silently and pushed himself and Huo Ci out of the battlefield.

Facing the master of the ninth rank of Nascent Soul, Qu Wan, the elder of the main vein, did not change his expression.

He was nearly sixty years old, and he was originally the highest-ranking cultivator in the Qu family, but now he was forcefully overtaken by the four-meridian crankshaft by two ranks, but he was still calm, and joined hands with the second-merchant people to attack the crankshaft.

Seeing the joint attack of Qu Wan and the others, Qu Zhuan lowered his eyes, drew an ellipse slowly with his hands drawn in front of him.

Others looked puzzled.

Jiang Changning paused for a moment, and then his eyes lit up with surprise and curiosity.

This is the power of space!

Most of the energy in front of Qu Wan was used by him, and when Qu Wan and the others entered that field, there was only one dead end.

Just as Qu Wan rushed into the forbidden area, his face changed suddenly, and he looked at the crankshaft in disbelief.

Crankshaft has long since retired for the elderly, and has been in the Buddhist hall for nearly three years, and now everyone has a look of compassion.

He lowered his eyes slightly, and his eyebrows were stained with a little hoarfrost.

Qu Wan's weapon has been bound by the invisible space in front of him, and slowly, a transparent vortex visible to the naked eye has formed, which contains vitality enough to blow up a Nascent Soul cultivator.

Seeing Qu Wan struggling with a livid face, Qu Zhuan sighed slowly: "I didn't want to hurt you..."

After saying that, he seemed to have unintentionally glanced at the ring next to him, and then pressed down hard with both hands.

Jiang Changning caught his gaze, followed the momentum and looked to the side thoughtfully, just in time to see the back of Qu Ziqi on the ring with ease.

"what--"

Qu Wan's sharp cry drew everyone's attention back.

Jiang Changning paused slightly, turned his head to look at Quwan, and saw his hands and weapons falling limply.

Qu Wan cried out in pain, but his body was locked by the force of space, unable to move.

Crankshaft slowly withdrew his hand and sighed: "Sin..."

His voice was extremely low, and the exit swayed with the wind, disappearing without a trace.

Seeing this scene, Mu San and Huo Ci looked at each other, and they both saw strong vigilance in each other's eyes.

The turmoil in one arena is not over, and the turmoil in the other arena is rising again.

In the melee arena, Bai Han stood by and watched, while Qu Yao stepped on her feet and looked into the crowd, both worried and anxious.

Bai Han is like a shepherd who herds sheep. After bringing the disciples of his lineage to the stage, he let them go and let them fend for themselves.

The situation in this arena was almost the same as that of the other arenas.

The disciples of the first line hide and walk, the disciples of the third line take the initiative to stay away from the battlefield, and the master and the disciples of the second line chase after the disciples of the fourth line.

Even though it was a one-on-two, the disciples of the fourth vein still did not lose the wind. They were flexible and adaptable on the field, and they were even able to divert misfortune, constantly implicating the disciples of the first and third veins into the battle circle.

Seeing that the flames of war once again reached the first-line disciples, Qu Yao was extremely anxious, and asked in a low voice, "Aren't you going to help them?"

Bai Han retreated leisurely, not even forgetting to play Qu Yao.

"Hey!"

Qu Yao exclaimed, and then found that the vitality attack of the master's disciple just happened to hit him in front of him, and shaved off a few hairs with precision.

The hair fluttered down, Qu Yao was stunned, staring at the few strands of hair that were almost invisible, feeling a little scared in her heart.

"Hey, hide, hide, hide."

Bai Han stretched out his hand to grab Qu Yao's arm, and retreated to the side like carrying a child.

In a word, he used slow movements to lead Qu Yao to avoid countless attacks.

Qu Yao stood in a safe position, and Bai Han stood in front of her, slowly breaking through those vitality attacks.

Seeing that Bai Han was able to do his job with ease, Qu Yao looked at the disciples of the first line who calmly scattered to the side, fell silent for a while, and said in a low voice, "Aren't you their commander?"

"I'm not." Bai Han said leisurely amidst the endless attacks of vitality, "I'm just their coach, and I'm in charge of torturing them. I don't care about the rest."

Qu Yao wasn't there when these disciples were training, so they didn't know the composition of the team.

Bai Han explained to her in a good voice: "Here, look at them, they don't need our help, you should have a good rest."

Qu Yao was protected in a corner by him, and finally had a gap to observe the battlefield.

Hearing Bai Han's words, she glanced suspiciously to the side, and saw the disciples of the first line spread out in a hexagonal formation and a quadrilateral formation, tightly enveloping the huge battlefield.

They seemed to be dodging attacks messily, but in fact they kept the same distance from front, back, left, and right.

From the professional point of view of the Quyao Assassin, the position chosen by the disciples of the first branch can be used to attack, retreat or defend, and can take care of both front and back.

Qu Yao's dark eyes shone slightly.

Bai Han snorted and said, "Do you understand how powerful my uncle's special training is?"

He raised his head arrogantly, and then he heard the referee in the ring next to him yelling loudly: "20 to 30 year old ring competition, Simai Quzi Qi wins—"

As soon as the voice came out, the audience quickly turned their attention to the arena where Qu Ziqi was. Some were amazed, and some were annoyed that they just went to watch other arenas and missed the most exciting scene.

This was the second ring where the winner was decided. The rest of the contestants were invited off the ring, leaving only Qu Ziqi standing on the ring.

Occasionally, a gust of wind blew and swayed to Qu Ziqi's side, wrinkling the skirts and hem of his whole body.

Qu Ziqi put one hand behind his back, his eyes fell to the distance, his eyes were empty, he didn't know what he was thinking.

Jiang Changning was also paying attention to the situation in the melee ring just now, and when he came back to his senses after hearing the shock, he turned his head to look at the elegant and graceful head of the three veins, and his almond eyes were dizzy with deep thought.

The contestants in the 20 to 30 year old ring are all self-aware. They know Qu Ziqi's strength, and they will not ask for trouble if they have nothing to do. Qu Zifan even went on stage for a cutscene. Jump off the ring with Qu Zaiqing.

After they voluntarily surrendered, Qu Ziqi sent the main family and the second-line contestants off the ring with a simple move, so simple that the two didn't even realize it, and the scenery in front of them changed drastically.

The host's family specially pressed the 30-year-old contestant's face to turn blue, and he went back to the host's competition area with a wrinkled face, without daring to say a word.

Seeing another person who was sent down by the Four Meridians, Qu Hanguang had a sullen face, but he was not angry, and asked slowly, "Are you injured? Go back and rest."

The contestants who were beaten back thought that they were going to be scolded bloody, but Qu Hanguang was so easy to talk to. He shook his head again and again and returned to his seat in panic.

Everyone in the main family thought that Qu Hanguang was angry, and they bowed their heads, not daring to look at his face.

So no one noticed that Qu Hanguang was not angry.

He was staring at Qu Ziqi and smiling, the corners of his mouth were wide open, with a cold calculation like a poisonous snake.

Qu Ziqi, who was looking into the distance to let go of his thoughts, quietly turned around, and glanced lightly towards the direction of the master's house.

With just one glance, he withdrew his gaze and slightly narrowed his long eyes.

Eyelashes like cicada wings fluttered from time to time, facing the noon sun, showing a bit of elegance and calm.

So far, two arenas have been decided.

When the ring referee announced that Qu Ziqi had won, Qu Zhu was slightly distracted, and the force of space that suppressed Qu Wan relaxed for a moment.

Feeling the loosening of the imprisoned vitality, Qu Wan still kept crying out in pain. He gritted his teeth, narrowed his eyes, and looked up and down the movement of the crankshaft.

Qu Ziqi looked at the arena where Qu Ziqi was, and was obviously stunned for a moment, but it was more like relief.

Qu Wan's eyeballs rolled up and down, seized the moment, and signaled to the people in the second vein beside him.

The eyes of the two of them were on the verge of breaking out, and then their vitality suddenly exploded.

Crankshaft is two to three ranks higher than them, and can suppress them with the power of space, but it doesn't mean that he can easily use one-to-two, and it is in this situation.

Qu Wan's sudden burst of vitality caught Qu Zhu by surprise. He was pushed hard by the two strands of vitality, and he was almost pushed out of the edge of the ring.

All this happened in just a split second, Crankshaft came back to his senses, and frowned slightly.

Qu Wan took the opportunity to bully him, and quickly rushed towards the crankshaft.

The crankshaft stomped heavily on the ground, and flew into the air in an instant, glaring at Qu Wan: "You admit defeat yourself, I don't want to hurt anyone."

Hearing this, Qu Wan sneered, "How many years have passed, you are so kind, but you are still so stupid, so out of date..."

Crankshaft frowned and looked at him dissatisfied.

In the next moment, the disciple of the second vein disappeared in place, leaving only an afterimage, and then suddenly appeared behind Crankshaft, holding a dagger, and stabbing him fiercely in the back.

Mu San, who was paying attention on the ring stage, immediately lowered his voice, "Ermai... well hidden."

With such a fast speed, he is obviously a top assassin. It seems that he has been planning for a long time to cultivate a top assassin.

In the air, two people fight each other, fighting fiercely.

On the ring, Huo Ci frowned, he stepped back slightly and looked at Mu San: "Do you want to quit?"

Mu San pondered for a moment, then said decisively: "Back."

The current situation is not good for anyone. Compared with the main family, he doesn't want to offend Simai, and there is no need to pick up this leak. It's better to quit voluntarily.

With a sound of falling, he stepped back and retreated to the edge of the ring in an instant.

Huo Ci followed closely behind.

The ring referee's voice sounded immediately: "One pulse wood three, three pulse Huo times, defeat."

Their withdrawal did not cause any splashes, and the melee ring and the remaining three of Crankshaft were still fighting in full swing.

Crankshaft is one against two, he didn't kill him, and the two people on the opposite side just tried to attack him in close quarters, without any extra purpose. In this weird situation, the two sides temporarily maintained a balance.

But the melee arena was much more intense. After a cutscene, the disciples of the Three Meridians withdrew voluntarily again.The master's family and the disciples of the second vein joined forces to deal with the disciples of the fourth vein, leaving the disciples of the first vein to fish in troubled waters, which is very exciting.

However, the level of the disciples of the first line was still a few levels behind, and with Bai Han and Qu Yao standing by, the team was severely short of people.They also only persisted for a stick of incense, and then declared the end.

Bai Han memorized the time for them, and seeing that they were able to maintain almost synchronized attacks for a long time, Bai Han nodded in satisfaction, then flew forward, led the disciples of the first line out one by one, and led them off the ring.

The ring referee quickly announced: "The melee ring disciples are defeated."

So far, there are only two different arenas left on the first day of the Qu Family Grand Competition, and both of them are fierce offensives jointly launched by the main family and the Second Meridian against the Fourth Meridian.

Facing the tenacious resistance of the four veins, the master's disciples seemed to act in sync with each other tacitly.

They walked around behind Ermai, using their bodies to block their sight, and took out several silver needles in unison.

Above the silver needle, sharp metal light shone under the sun, with a discreet golden color.

Jiang Changning could see clearly, his almond eyes narrowed slightly.

This is poison.

It's Wangyou Poison!

The author says:

Good night--