Alien Food: Fast Transit World Salvation System No. 001

Chapter 129 First Battle
The one who fought against Qian Lang was a disciple of Sifangzong, a girl who looked about seventeen or eighteen years old.

Qian Lang is a physical trainer with an eleventh level of Qi refining, and that girl is a Dharma trainer with a tenth level of Qi refining.

The two have similar levels of cultivation, but physical cultivation is more resistant to beatings, so Yun Lu feels that they should be able to win this battle.

When the game started, the two saluted each other politely, and then put on a posture.

As a man, Qian Lang said politely and asked the other party to make the first move.

The other party was also polite, took out an array plate, and set up an array.

The suzerain of the Sifang sect is famous for its formations, and the disciples in the sect especially respect the formations, so there are many people who use formations to compete.

In such a short period of time, fifty fights were going on at the same time on the field. Yun Lu glanced around and saw no less than four disciples of the Sifang Sect, all of whom took out their arrays.

Seeing that the opponent was about to set up an formation, Qian Lang would not stand there stupidly, walk around with a "shadowless step", and greet the opponent's face with a punch.

The girl didn't expect someone to be so rude, she was slightly frightened, her hands moved a second later, and she backed away.

When the windy fist was about to stop in front of her, she reacted belatedly, moved her body to the side, and knocked out the formation disk in her hand.

But her movement was not accurate enough, and her position was a bit off. Qian Lang easily knocked down the array, and his fist reached her again.

One wrong step, one wrong step, she has no way to retreat now, she has no fighting experience, she was so scared that she closed her eyes.

"Nine Hours, Qian Lang won."

With the sound of the referee's verdict, the competition ended.

Yun Lu, who had been silently following the competition, and the Sifang sect master shook their heads, silently sighing that this year's disciples were not good enough.

The current cultivation world is too peaceful, and the number of disciples recruited is not as good as one class.

The woman who lost the competition went back dejectedly, and her friends surrounded her to comfort her.

However, Qian Lang swaggered back to the seat of the Nine Hours Sect, lifted his chin, and said happily to Yun Lu: "Sect Master, the first battle has been won."

Yun Lu looked at his appearance like a little rooster winning a cockfight, suppressed a smile, and encouraged: "Yes, keep working hard."

Qian Lang happily retreated to his seat, but someone couldn't understand his embarrassing appearance, and said: "You just met an inexperienced guy and picked up a cheap one, and the next competition will have to look good on you. "

But Qian Lang didn't care and said: "Master, I am strong, no matter whether my strength is high or not, I am not afraid."

It seemed that he hadn't realized the truth that "a proud soldier must be defeated", and Yun Lu didn't say anything to remind him. After all, only the person concerned would care about this kind of thing if he had experienced it.

The competition on the field is still going on, and soon, the competition between the other two disciples of the Nine Hours Sect will begin.

Yun Lu has always paid close attention to the cultivation of her disciples. Even if there is no chance of actual combat, she always arranges Xiaohua Xiaocao to carry out sneak attacks from time to time to exercise their reaction power.

Therefore, those disciples who reacted slowly would trip over a vine from time to time while walking on the road.

The newcomers who didn't understand at first were angry, but after they knew that this was the training arranged by the suzerain, they didn't dare to say anything.

What made them even more tortured was that they accidentally tripped over a small flower or grass on the road, and they had to practice an extra hour at night.

Therefore, the disciples she brought out, it’s hard to say anything else, the reaction is quite sensitive, no, there was a person on the field who wanted to make a sneak attack, and her little disciple blocked it back with a conditioned reflex, and let the opponent eat by himself Bitter fruit.

In today's match, they had a total of three matches and won all of them.

After the competition, the disciples flew away, leaving Yun Lu alone in the auditorium.

She wanted to leave too, but for the sake of the sect's image, she held back.

Alas, if I knew she would have promoted Zhao Tianyou and Li Ruoxi to be elders in advance, even if they can't handle things now, it's still okay to show off on this occasion.

One of them is handsome and the other is pretty. Regardless of their cultivation, just by their appearance, they can overwhelm a group of people.

Zhao Tianyou and Li Ruoxi, who were being talked about by Yunlu, were taking their juniors and sisters to visit the bazaar spontaneously formed by Qing Yunzong.

This is a temporary market specially organized for this competition.

The stalls set up here are all disciples of Qingyun Sect, selling everything, similar to the township market under their sect.

As soon as I walked in, there was the sound of enthusiastic bargaining, the sound of popcorn popping in the middle, and the smell of fragrant noodles with fried sauce, directly hitting my face.

A group of people who were not very hungry at first could not help but swallow their saliva when they smelled the aroma of all kinds of food in such a lively environment.

A group of disciples went to see Zhao Tianyou and Li Ruoxi one after another.

Zhao Tianyou and Li Ruoxi have paid great attention to manners these years. Although they are not much older than this group of disciples, and even younger than a few of them, their temperament has been cultivated, and they are very prestigious among this group of disciples.

"Well, you go," Zhao Tianyou nodded.

The disciples who got the approval ran into the market one after another, surrounded the small vendors they had never seen before, looked at the gadgets on them, and asked this and that.

There were a few others who went straight to the noodle stall next to them, and one of them ordered a bowl of noodle noodles.

Seeing everyone's happy looks, Li Ruoxi was also ready to move, and said to Zhao Tianyou: "Brother, let's go shopping too."

These years they have to learn too much, even if they have a regular rest day every month, they mostly spend it in cultivation, and rarely have the opportunity to go out to the market.

"OK, all right".Zhao Tianyou followed Li Ruoxi and walked two steps forward. When he saw the disciple standing in front of a pile of strange stone stalls, his expression was excited, and he wanted to buy one of the stones.

He probed there with his divine sense, and after a moment of silence, he couldn't help reminding: "Do you want to stop looking at this stone?"

This is his own disciple, otherwise he wouldn't remind him, otherwise the owner of the stall would beat someone.

The disciple, who had been fooled by the stall owner and became a little passionate, was reminded like this, and after a closer look, he really saw a lot of problems.

For example, the stall owner said that this stone was dug out from an ancient tomb thousands of years ago, so there must be treasures in it.

But this stone has no earth aura on it. It can't be dug out of the soil at first glance. The stall owner must be lying.

"I don't want this stone anymore," the disciple moved the stone back, and retracted the hand that was about to take out the spirit stone, making the stall owner grind his teeth angrily.

The stall owner looked up and saw that the one who had spoken to remind him was wearing the same style of clothes as the bully. Knowing that they belonged to the same family, he didn't shout, and silently swallowed his anger.

(End of this chapter)