Empress: My senior brother is too salty

The martial arts arena was already full of people.

Yuan Yizong entered the arena, all eyes were on this side.

The audience scanned Yuan Yizong's people one by one, and finally stopped on Gu Qiyi's body.

No way, this face is the most eye-catching wherever it goes.

Gu Qiyi silently took out the mask and put it on, the meaning of ordinaryness was revealed.

audience:……

Is it too late for you to bring it on now?
But the effect of doing so is obvious.

After they couldn't see Gu Qiyi's face, the audience almost ignored Gu Qiyi.

Ordinary meaning cow wow!

On the referee's seat at the front of the martial arts arena, Wu Xin sat in the middle, flanked by the newly appointed state shepherd and governor.

Seeing Yuan Yizong approaching, Wuxin narrowed his eyes and focused on the lynx in Lin Che's arms.

Amitabha, demon king lynx, it depends on where you escape this time.

Lynx also noticed Wuxin's gaze, looked at the referee's seat, and rolled his eyes at Wuxin.

The old lady is now the guard of the glasses girl and little phoenix, you can try to move me and see if that guy will make a move.

The existence above the Dao Palace, even if you add up all the monks in Hanshan Temple, it is not enough to be slapped.

Zhao Wuji led the people to Yuan Yizong's position.

The other three sects all cast their gazes, constantly sizing up Yuan Yizong's disciples, their eyes full of fighting intent.

"Amitabha~"

On the referee's seat, Wuxin stood up and chanted a long mantra, and the noisy martial arts arena instantly fell silent.

"Today, the little monk was invited by the state pastor, the governor, and the head of Duan to come here as a notary, and to witness the grand meeting of Shanzhou martial arts that has never been seen in a century. It is really an honor..."

Wuxin was the only one talking in the huge arena. He spoke softly, not loudly, but he could hear everyone clearly.

In the tens of thousands of spectators, no one made a sound, they just listened quietly.

Lynx looked at Wuxin teasingly, but in return she smiled faintly.

"Oh, this little monk has spotted me."

Lynx transmitted voice to Gu Qiyi.

Gu Qiyi was sitting on the chair, motionless.

Lynx rolled her eyes, and found a comfortable position in Lin Che's embrace.

Wuxin looks young, but when she speaks, she looks like an old lady's foot wrap, smelly and long, and more hypnotizing than Zao Wou-ki.

After Wuxin finished the last rule, Gu Qiyi fell asleep.

When I opened my eyes and saw that the audience was still in high spirits, I couldn't help but feel admiration.

Buddhism is really good at ba ba, why didn't I see it so well last time.

"Start now!"

Zhou Mu stood up, waved his sleeves, and the battle drum beside him was thumped.

There is a lottery under the referee's seat, and two people each draw one to decide who will fight.

The two pulled out their hands from the sticks at the same time, and shouted: "Wang Mian of the Red Lianzong, Zhao Ming of the Yuan Yizong."

"It's us who came up?"

Zhao Wuji frowned, and nodded to Zhao Ming.

Gu Qiyi looked at the lottery with great interest, and a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The little monk is narrow-minded.

The two were already facing each other in the arena, after checking each other, Wang Mian quickly made a move.

There is a golden light in the palm, and there is a Buddha singing on his body, which is really a Buddhist supernatural power.

The hearts of Zhao Wuji and all the peak masters sank.

"Despicable, to be taught magical powers by Buddhism."

"It's okay, they have supernatural powers, and we have magic weapons, so we are not afraid of them."

"I'm afraid we will be targeted."

"The state shepherd is here, and with the face of the eldest princess, they don't dare to go too far. Let's wait and see."

……

Wang Mian is holding the Ring Shou Dao, which is an extremely high-grade earth-level magic weapon. After half a month of storage, the streamer on the surface has subsided. At first glance, it is impossible to tell that it is an earth-level magic weapon.

However, as soon as it is activated with spiritual energy, the streamer that is exclusive to the earth-level magic weapon emerges.

Red Lianzong Wang Mian's face changed: "Fuck, the best of the earth?"

"A prefecture-level top grade will be rewarded for a direct disciple? Can this match still be played?"

"Yuanyi Sect's cowhide has just been promoted to a first-class sect, and it reveals such a terrifying background. This sect was too rough before."

"Awesome, Yuan Yizong's trick is very good. Chi Lianzong practiced Buddhist supernatural powers, which widened the gap in strength between the two sides. Yuan Yizong's earth-level magic weapon not only brought the gap back, but also surpassed it by a large margin. This Wang Mian is miserable."

"Tsk tsk, anyway, neither side is a good bird, just wait and watch the show."

The auditorium was in an uproar.

Wuxin, Duan Qiankun and other members of the three sects all had extremely ugly expressions on their faces.

How could they have thought that Yuan Yizong would be able to take out the best magic weapon at the earth level.

Aren't we forces from the same place? Aren't we similar in strength before? Why do you suddenly have the best of the prefecture level, while our leader still uses the low-rank prefecture level.

This is definitely the Eldest Princess helping them out!

Duan Qiankun stared at Zhao Wou-ki stubbornly, his teeth itching with hatred.

This spot should belong to his Red Refining Sect, and it was Yuan Yizong who robbed him of the opportunity to rise.

In the arena, Zhao Ming easily defeated his opponent with an earth-level magic weapon in his hand, winning his first victory.

But Zhao Wuji and the others were not happy.

The Buddhist supernatural powers of the disciples of the Scarlet Refining Sect were like a stone, weighing on the hearts of everyone.

In the second round, the two lottery officials took out their hands from the lottery tubes: "Li Yang from Tianxiangzong, Lin Xiao from Yuanyizong."

"It's us again?"

Zhao Wuji's expression was gloomy.

Sanzong put their goals on the table, and slapped Yuan Yizong on the face, shouting loudly in his ear: We are targeting you.

anger!
Zhao Wou-Ki tightly grasped the handrail.

The expression on Zhu Feng's face was also extremely ugly.

"Brother Sect Leader, they are so blatant, should we continue?" Gu Ping asked in a deep voice.

Zhao Wou-ki nodded: "To fight, not only to fight, but also to win beautifully."

"Lin Xiao, make a quick decision, don't give them a chance to react."

"Disciple understands!"

Lin Xiao nodded, and walked onto the ring indifferently.

The two sides exchanged their heads, and Lin Xiao took the lead in launching the attack.

He didn't use magic weapons, because in his eyes, this opponent was too weak.

Lin Xiao came to the back of the opponent at an extremely fast speed, and kicked out without giving the opponent a chance to react.

That scene was just like Yan Luo's killing of Li Feiyu in Yuan Yizong.

Bang!
The disciple of Tianxiangzong was kicked out of the ring.

Lin Xiao stood where he was, and made a gesture of wiping the necks of the disciples of the three sects.

Whoa!
Lin Xiao's provocation angered the disciples of the three sects.

The audience watching is even more excited.

"It's so fucking awesome. This person sees Lin Xiao, right? He will be my idol in the future, and no one can be strong."

"If you're a man, you have to be a little bit more crazy. Learn from Lin Xiao, he's so handsome."

"The disciples of the three sects are too useless. They are so provocative, but they don't say a word. I don't think they should be called Chilian, Tianxiang, and Tiejian. They might just change their name to the turtle with a shrunken head. This is more in line with their personality. .”

"Wow, this Yuanyi School has attracted too many fans this year. Next year, Yuanyi School will open its gate. I will definitely let the neighbor's children go to worship Yuanyi School."

"Why is it the neighbor's child, Lao Wang?"

"Hey, the Buddha said, don't say it!"

……

Lin Xiao's snappy gesture was like a heavy hammer, hitting the hearts of the disciples of the three sects hard.

The Tianxiangzong disciple who took the stage was not weak, and his strength could rank in the middle of them.

Such a person can't even make a move in front of Lin Xiao?
terror!
"He is the strongest disciple of this Yuanyi sect, don't let me meet him, or I will tear him apart."

Zheng Yang, the chief disciple of the Chilian Sect, stared at Lin Xiao firmly, twisting his neck slowly, making a clicking sound.

……

"Brother Lin did a great job."

"Excellent Senior Brother Lin, I will learn from you when I go on stage."

"What the hell, Brother Lin's speed, except for Junior Sister Yan, who among us can catch up?"

"That's true."

All the disciples are happy.

Zhao Wou-ki and the others showed gratified smiles on their faces.

This is what we want, only when we stand up, can we scare our opponents.

"No matter who will play next, we must defeat the opponent as quickly as possible, and then come down and recover as soon as possible, because we may be facing a round of battle."

Zhao Wuji's tone was heavy.

The laughter and laughter of the disciples disappeared, and then they nodded heavily.

In the third game, the lottery officer has already drawn out the opponent.

"Li Xiaobai from Iron Sword Peak, Yan Luo from Yuan Yizong."