After dressing up as cannon fodder, I beat everyone in the house until they cried.

Chapter 27 Then it’s my turn to attack
In the stands, Bai Jing was so excited by Ling Miao's words that he stood up with a dark face.

Ling Yu on the side pursed his lips, raised his head and said softly, "Senior Brother Bai, my sister is just young. She doesn't mean to look down on you. Don't be as knowledgeable as her."

No one has dared to talk to Bai Jing like this since he became his successor.

He gritted his teeth and said, "Junior sister Xiaoyu, listen to what this good sister of yours says! She is just a loser, how dare she provoke me like this!"

Before Ling Yu said anything, Ling Miao started shouting again.

"Senior Brother Bai, can you get out? What's the ink mark? Do you need to do ideological work to teach a little waste like me?"

Bai Jing was so angry that his hall turned black.

"Stop saying anything! I've seen her unhappy for a long time! I have to kill her today!"

Ling Yu seemed to be struggling for a while before raising his head. There was unbearability in his eyes and his voice was soft.

"Ling Miao, she is my sister after all. Senior Brother Bai, just teach her a lesson and just vent your anger. Please be merciful and don't beat her to death."

Bai Jing: "Don't worry, little junior sister."

Alas, it would be great if everyone could be as simple and kind as Junior Sister Xiaoyu.

They are obviously sisters, but how come one is a true, kind and beautiful genius, while the other is a mentally ill waste.

Fang Zhuchen, who was sitting aside, crossed his arms and glanced at Bai Jing with a frown.

He looked down upon Bai Jing's behavior of bullying the weak.

But since the sect master and the elders had no intention of stopping it, he didn't say much and just nodded lightly.

"Pay attention to proportions."

Bai Jing replied, "I know, senior brother," and then jumped up and flew to the waiting seats next to the ring.

He looked at Ling Miao who was standing on the competition stage and mocked.

"Haha, Yuehua Sect Master actually accepted a crazy and useless piece of trash like you as his disciple. Your master is indeed awesome, but his vision is really not that good!"

Ling Miao raised her eyebrows but did not reply.

Deacon Li glanced at Bai Jing, who sat down fiercely, and the corners of his eyes twitched a few times.

Where did this little girl get such the ability to cause trouble?

As a deacon of Yuehua Sect, he still cares about the safety of his disciples.

He secretly broke into a cold sweat for Ling Miao and turned his attention back to the competition stage.

"Okay, let's start the competition. Report your home address."

Ling Miao: "Yuehua Sect, Ling Miao."

Xue Chen: "Humph, Xue Chen."

Ling Miao: "Huh, what kind of sect is it?"

Deacon Li said coldly, "You are not allowed to flout the rules of the arena."

Xue Chen: "...Lihuo Sect, Xue Chen."

Ling Miao: "So you have cerebellar hypoplasia? Just now you couldn't even pronounce the name of your sect in full."

"you wanna die!"

Xue Chen was furious and slashed at Ling Miao with his sword.

He looked at Ling Miao, who had both hands empty, and thought to himself: This little loser thought the competition was just a house show. She didn't even bring a weapon on stage. Today he was going to teach her how to be a good person!
Moreover, despite all his moves, this little loser still stood there in a daze.

The ridicule in Xue Chen's eyes became more and more obvious.

She must have been too frightened by him to move!
Xue Chen even had a scene in front of him of Ling Miao being beaten until he knelt down and begged for mercy. As if he had predicted his victory, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but raise.

When Xue Chen got close to him, he just turned his wrist and prepared to swing his sword handsomely, when he heard Ling Miao say something coolly.

"It's so slow."

He was furious, and without restraint, he slashed with all his strength with his sword.

The next second, a white light flashed before his eyes.

After a crisp sound of 'Zheng'.

His sword was chopped in the middle by Ling Miao's hand. Half of it was still in his hand, and the other half spun around in mid-air several times before falling to the side with a crackle.

Xue Chen blinked, his pupils dilated slightly, and the smile that had no time to shrink froze at the corner of his mouth.No way……

His sword...

He was actually killed by a little waste who was in the early stages of Qi training...

Broken with one palm?

Xue Chen's face turned pale instantly.

The sword cultivator's sword was broken, which was undoubtedly an extremely shameful thing.

Things are happening too fast.

Xue Chen realized what had just happened, and his whole body even trembled slightly due to shame.

His mind went blank, and he seemed to be reflexively denying what had just happened.

The auditorium was also silent at this moment.

Everyone could see clearly that the little girl in the field didn't even move when facing Xue Chen's attack, she just waved her hand, and Xue Chen's sword broke.

This scene is so ridiculous!
It's even more ridiculous than a pig being raped by a cabbage!

On the competition stage, Ling Miao looked at the pale Xue Chen, suppressed his smile and blinked.

"Are you done attacking?"

Her voice was crisp.

"Then it's my turn to attack."

After the words fell, her small figure jumped up and hit Xue Chen's chin with an uppercut.

Xue Chen was still stunned when he was punched out of the competition ring and fell to the ground in a panic.

He wanted to say something, but there was no feeling in his mouth and his jaw was dislocated.

He held his hands on the ground for two seconds, then vomited out a mouthful of blood and fainted.

Situ Zhan and Ling Feng were stunned at the same time. They glanced at each other unconsciously and saw confusion in each other's eyes.

Over at Yuehua Sect, Xuan Si and Bai Chuluo saw this scene and their eyes unconsciously fell on Ling Miao's wrist. They were secretly shocked when they saw the bracelet on her hand.

Their junior sister, their progress in the past two months has really been more than just a tiny bit!
The Lihuo Sect disciples in the waiting table had all stood up at this time, looking at Xue Chen in disbelief not far away who had been unable to get up for a long time.

Ling Miao's faint voice came from the competition stage.

"Does your Lihuo Sect only have this strength in the middle stage of foundation building? Then wouldn't the others in the early stages be even more useless?"

"you!"

Everyone was extremely angry, but in this situation, they couldn't express their anger.

"It's better than this."

Ling Miao looked at the people in the audience arrogantly, "You all come together."

"Whoever knocks me down with the last blow will get this spot."

The dozen Lihuo Sect disciples looked at me and I looked at you, but no one moved for a while.

Finally, someone whispered, "Xue Chen can be knocked unconscious by her punch. We have no chance of winning individually, so let's fight together!"

Two fists are hard to beat with four hands. With so many foundations built, how can they still worry about killing a kid who is in the early stage of Qi training?

What if the lucky one in the end is me?

There was a talisman cultivator among the dozen or so disciples. He secretly took out the talismans and distributed them to his colleagues.

"This is a talisman. As long as one can be attached to her body, we will definitely win!"

After getting ready, a dozen people flew towards Ling Miao almost at the same time.

At the same time, many people dropped their holding talismans and threw them at Ling Miao.

Ling Miao took a few steps back to avoid it, and smiled after seeing what was flying clearly.

"Good good."

Playful charm, right?

(End of this chapter)