Overturning the little milk bottle of the metaphysics boss, everyone loves it

Chapter 397
"Unexpectedly, there is such a regrettable story behind it." Lianjiao sighed.

Hai Nu's eyelids twitched when she heard it, she didn't expect Ye Lanchen to know more about these past events than she did.

"I can't see that you are quite gossip." Hai Nu went to the side and sat down. She was tired these days and had to deal with Ximen Tao's troubles, which made people upset.

"By the way, my aunt is almost here. If there are no accidents, you can see her today."

As soon as Hai Nu finished speaking, smiles appeared on the faces of several people, only Liu Bo dodged to the side imperceptibly.

"Our sect has a competition in the afternoon. If you are interested, you can go and watch it." The sea woman feared that the few people would be bored, so she gave them the sign of joining the sect.

Lianjiao shuddered as she remembered the life-and-death battle in the illusion.

In her mind, this is dangerous behavior.

Haenyeo seemed to see her concerns, and explained: "It's just a competition to see if the other party and yourself have made progress, and it won't hurt your life."

Lianjiao nodded with a half understanding.

Yu Zikong was very excited, showing an expectant expression.

Yaochi School is not far from here, but it is much, much bigger than here.

Looking down from above, it seems that countless houses, competition grounds, and even hot springs are built in a dense forest.

It looks very spectacular, the green plants in front are slightly less, revealing the main entrance, and further ahead is the square, surrounded by red drums.

Many disciples tapped with internal force, and the drum sounds were extremely penetrating and deafening.

"It's quite rhythmic." Yu Zikong commented while covering his ears.

Ama: ...

A ring was set up on the square, and it was more than enough for the two to compete on it.

When they arrived, there happened to be two people competing on it.

Most of the people around are from the Ama family, with blue-black scales on their necks, and they wear sectarian clothes.

Song Baoling looked towards the arena, both of them were not bad in strength, their speed was extremely fast, only two afterimages could be seen entangled together, they were evenly matched.

With the sound of a gong, the two afterimages stopped, and Song Baoling saw their appearance clearly.

One is the same as the others, the other has no scales on its body, and its face is clean without the characteristics of the ama.

Looks a lot like them.

"Is this from your clan?" Song Baoling raised his eyebrows and looked at the man.

Hai Nu blinked, "Duan Yuzhuo? He really doesn't belong to our clan, but the Great Elder saw that he was extremely talented and had a good character, so he reluctantly took him in."

Song Baoling nodded slowly, thoughtfully, "Then isn't he the only foreigner in your sect?"

"There are also witches, but very few, he is the only mortal." The female diver said flatly.

"Then wouldn't it be difficult for us mortals to ask your sect?" Song Baoling stared at Duan Yuzhuo for a long time, and suddenly felt a chill behind his back.

The sea woman also felt a little uncomfortable, and changed her position, "Indeed, but my family's entry mainly depends on talent."

"Then what about my talent?" Yu Zikong said meanly while listening to their conversation.

Haenyeo paused, "Our sect doesn't accept people with masters."

"By the way, how did you get out of the illusion last time?" Yu Zikong asked after remembering.

And Chu Suci and the others were gone too.

The little junior sister on the side interjected, "Of course it's my clan's secret art, so I can't say more."

On the ring, Duan Yuzhuo and the competitors sat on both sides to rest.

"This is a tie, and there is still a final game." The person standing in the middle said loudly.

After speaking, many people flocked to the person who Duan Yuzhuo was discussing with, greeting with concern.

There were only a few people around Duan Yuzhuo, and they didn't seem to care about him, but mocked him.

Haenyeo was a little embarrassed for a while, so she looked at Song Baoling's reaction from the corner of her eye.

Yu Zikong frowned slightly, and hit the nail on the head, "Isn't this just isolation?"

"I've talked to them about this, but they only played well with Duan Yuzhuo on the surface, and Duan Yuzhuo's temper is also a bit colder, and that's how it will be later on."

Hai Nu has paid attention to Duan Yuzhuo to some extent, but this is their own business, and it is not easy for her to intervene too much.

"Then he's alone? That's so pitiful." Lian Jiao looked over sympathetically.

Lian Jiao was pulled back by Song Baoling and retreated to her position.

The female diver looked around, "No, there is one who is close to him, but it seems that he didn't come today."

At the side of the ring, Duan Yuzhuo fiddled with the wristband on his hand with downcast eyes, and the few standing under the stage laughed.

"Duan Yuzhuo, just give up, you can't beat Ma Guang." Someone spoke in a low voice, making sure that Duan Yuzhuo could hear him.

Duan Yuzhuo turned a deaf ear, and those people intensified, "Duan Yuzhuo, don't be beaten up by Ma Guang and make you cry, hahahaha."

They laughed at Duan Yuzhuo wantonly, but he didn't react at all.

A few people felt as if they had been punched on the cotton, and they were a little irritable, "Duan Yuzhuo, where am I talking to you? Are you deaf?"

Duan Yuzhuo raised his eyelids slightly, and looked down at them condescendingly, "Treat yourself if you have a mental illness, don't make trouble for me."

It can be said that he didn't give any face at all, it was like a few slaps on their faces.

"You said you were sick? Who committed the crime?" the man said unconvinced, with hints of anger.

Duan Yuzhuo stood up, the man's head only reached his knees, he looked very weak.

"You are sick." Duan Yuzhuo repeated briefly, with a hint of mockery at the corner of his mouth.

Compared with the unhappiness here, Ma Guang enjoyed it much more, and several people pressed his legs.

"Brother Ma, don't hit too hard, be careful that kid can't bear it and just burp." One of them said flatteringly.

Ma Guang snorted coldly, and cast a slanted glance at him, "What do you say?"

The others laughed immediately, "Brother Ma, why didn't you kill him just now, you have to compete again."

"That's right, Brother Ma, don't give way to that kid, he won't be grateful to you!"

Ma Guang kept silent, on the surface he didn't care, but only he knew that he was almost defeated by Duan Yuzhuo in the duel just now.

Duan Yuzhuo has progressed to this point unconsciously, no wonder the elder wanted to break the rules and accept him.

Ma Guang pressed his tongue against his cheek, and he didn't know what to calculate in his mind.

It wasn't until the person standing in the middle signaled that the two could start the final round of competition before they stepped into the center of the ring.

At the beginning, the two attacked each other with the fastest speed, but they couldn't kill each other. This was the school's rule.

Everyone's eyes were sour, and it was impossible to see who was making the move.

Ma Guang vaguely sensed that he was going to lose the wind, and his heart sank. If he lost this round, where would he put his face?

Everyone had already decided that he would win beforehand, and it was Duan Yuzhuo, who had never been looked down upon, against him.

His throat rolled, and when the two collided, he took the opportunity to whisper in his ear, "As long as you admit defeat, I will..."

(End of this chapter)