Little junior sister, she cried in the world of cultivating immortals

Chapter 18 Victory
"Sweat and blood on the ring can't deceive people. Isn't it a shame to be beaten with a bruised nose and face covered in blood, being ridiculed and disapproved?"

There are some things they can't change, but should they accept their fate?Are you going to complain?

Doing nothing, but always shouting that the world is unfair, shouting that you are powerless, and shouting that you cannot be shaken, it is just a roar of incompetence and a weak escape.

I still have to find various reasons for myself.

The faces of several new disciples turned blue and white.

Seeing the veteran disciple who left, the one who made the noise, he gritted his teeth.

"Isn't it just a few years before us?! What a good show! It's been so long, isn't it still in the late stage of Qi training! You still teach us!"

His voice was so loud that many disciples could hear it.

A male cultivator twisted his neck.

"I said that person over there, why, his skin is itchy, and he also wants to move his shins in the ring, let's go, senior brother will accompany you!"

The newly promoted disciple who spoke turned pale in an instant.

When he saw the blood on the ring and the bruises of the disciples who lost, he panicked.

Stage fright before the battle.

Looking at the fleeing people, the male cultivator spat in disdain.

"You son of a bitch! He only chews people's tongues behind their backs!"

Suddenly, there was an uproar under the arena.

The crowd followed the sound.

On Lu Qingye's arena, the battle situation turned around.

Lu Qingye, who had been at a disadvantage, gradually turned the situation around.

The monk who was fighting her started backing away.

Everyone held their breath.

"Oh!"

The monk was hit by Lu Qingye's vines and fell off the ring.

Immediately there was a burst of applause.

More than two months!Lu Qingye had at least a hundred group arena matches, but they were all the ones who lost.

Today, Lu Qingye finally won!
The newly promoted Qi training is perfect and the old Qi training is perfect!

If it was the past, these disciples would not be convinced to some extent, but they have witnessed Lu Qingye's struggle with their own eyes, and at this moment they feel an indescribable excitement in their hearts.

It's like the little disciple you watched grow up has finally become something!

Amidst the enthusiastic cheers, Lu Qingye felt a little dizzy.

She tried her best to support herself, holding the long sword tightly, and stood on the ring.

She also narrowly won. At this moment, all her spiritual power was drained from her body, and her consciousness also felt a tingling pain.

Lu Qingye's standing figure swayed, but the cheers in her ears made her stand upright.

She finally did it!

The sun fell on the arena, and the blood dyed the light cyan disciple's robe red. The face stained by blood stains was smiling particularly brightly.

Jiuru pursed his lips and looked at Lu Qingye on the stage without saying a word.

Fu Yichen picked up the wine gourd at his waist, took a sip of strong wine and smacked it in his mouth.

His eyes were scorching, attracting the attention of Song Qingwu from the side.

"Junior Brother Fu, you don't want to accept a disciple, right? Don't do it. A few days ago, I said it once, but you don't know that Senior Brother Jiuru was so embarrassed on the spot, and he still hasn't ignored me yet! That one The stingy old man! If you interfere again, there is no guarantee that he will really break up with you!"

Fu Yichen paused slightly while drinking, and frowned slightly, as if he was also a little distressed.

"That disciple's temperament is not suitable for Senior Brother Jiuru."

Seeing him, Song Qingwu immediately had the feeling of meeting a bosom friend.

"That's what I said at the time, but Senior Brother Jiuru didn't listen. I don't know when he paid attention to Lu Qingye. Anyway, when I got the news, he had been observing for a while, and it was almost a default... I guess, [-]% is the disciple of his junior brother, who is said to be friends with an inner sect elder, Ye Zhi, and Lu Qingye was recruited by that Ye Zhi..."

Song Qingwu was talking about his guess, and after a while he suddenly heard Fu Yichen speak.

"Then you will not intervene?"

Song Qingwu shut up immediately.

Well, the poor will never die!

Although the friendship between brothers and sisters is very important, the fate of master and apprentice is just a word of fate!
Now that the heart is moved, there is no reason not to fight for it, let it go!

As for who is in the end, that is the real fate.

There were many elders and real people watching, and of course not all of them were optimistic about Lu Qingye.

Some like Lu Qingye's character, while others naturally don't like her character, thinking that she is too stubborn.

However, Lu Qingye is not the only genius disciple in Yanwu Plaza, and they have found many good seedlings.

There is only one month left until the Zongmen Grand Competition, and some monks who are belatedly aware of it are finally anxious.

Although I feel that there is not much room for turning back when I work hard at this time, I can still comfort myself to some extent by hugging Buddha's feet temporarily.

Lu Qingye worked even harder in the arena of Yanwu Square.

Sometimes I spend the night there.

When Hua Yinzhen heard the news, her face turned pale for a moment.

Several disciples who had been challenged by Lu Qingye also panicked.

In Hua Yinzhen's small courtyard, several people gathered together to discuss countermeasures.

"Then Lu Qingye can't really... be like what they said?"

"Then what should we do?"

At this moment, except for Hua Yinzhen, most of them had no intention of fighting. They were not as good as Hua Yinzhen and did not have the dignity of a noble family.

It's just here to please Hua Yinzhen.

Otherwise, some of them would have found a chance to talk to Lu Qingye long ago.

After all, in the news, many people valued Lu Qingye and wanted to accept him as a disciple.

Among them there are some Jindan Zhenren and even Nascent Soul Zhenjun!
Hua Yinzhen's face became increasingly ugly as she listened to the discussion of several people.

Seeing her expression, a female disciple gritted her teeth and uttered angrily.

"Who...who knows whether the rumors are true or not? You also know that Lu Qingye is used to winning people's hearts. Those people see her talent and want to please her! Maybe when she goes to the ring, those people also want to sell her a good deal. , so I let her go, but she blew out a flower on her own!"

Of course the female disciple was afraid, but she was also really jealous of Lu Qingye.

"Also, our Senior Sister Yinzhen is also very powerful! She is still a young lady of an aristocratic family, and those Pill Talisman Arrays are not something ordinary people can have! If there are enough Dan Talisman Arrays and they are good enough, smashing them can open a way! "

The female disciple's words made several people's eyes flicker.

Some people naturally understood the meaning of guidance in her words, well, the aristocratic family, or a first-class family, must have some means of their own.

If Hua Yinzhen can really make a move...Compared to admitting defeat, of course it is better for them to win, or it is not impossible for both of them to suffer...

It's not that Hua Yinzhen has no brains. She naturally heard the meaning of the female disciple's words. Although some of them were provocative, they were also her own thoughts.

Now that it's over, she can't afford to lose this person!

Moreover, if her father knew that she had made such a bet, but lost... Hua Yinzhen's face turned pale.

The Hua family needs face, especially when marrying with the Cheng family.

(End of this chapter)