Fuji Avenue

Chapter 289 I Just Don’t Think He’s A Good Person
"Hope he never comes?"

Liu Mingxiang listened to what Zhang Mei said, thought for a while, and suddenly understood.

Now because of Fang Chan's new death in the ice grinding academy team, the temporary captain sent by Chang Yuanzong has been transferred away for some reason.

Therefore, the team is still in a state of vacation with no care.

If the new captain never arrives, then everyone will not have to go to the wilderness to perform missions, go to the battlefield, or face the terrifying horned demon.

Although you won't get much [Military Merit] from the mission, at least you won't face a life-and-death crisis.

"I seem to have heard that the new captain was the second place in the Puppet Valley Ceremony last time."

"What about the second place?"

Liu Mingxiang thought for a while, and said with a wry smile: "It seems that the disciples of this sect have never had such a high rank. I heard that after the Puppet Valley Ceremony, he seems to have broken through to the psychic realm very quickly. Maybe he really has a few brushes." .”

"He broke through the psychic realm, but I heard people say that he seemed to have strayed into another world, where the law of time stagnated, and stayed for 30 years before he broke through the psychic realm."

"Aren't you over 60 years old now?"

"Yes, one old man."

Speaking of this, I suddenly heard a light cough from above.

The three girls looked up together, and saw that the man sitting next to Liu Mingxiang suddenly turned his head, with a strange expression on his face, while the little girl beside him looked at the man with a sneer, laughing wildly.

Looking at the two of them, Liu Mingxiang suddenly thought of something very unpleasant.

She once heard people say that some men in the monk world like to find some little girls who are about ten years old or younger, and use them as furnaces for dual cultivation, which greatly improves the effect of cultivation.

Although there is no obvious sign that the man in front of her is this kind of person, her intuition tells herself that the relationship between the two may not be simple.

This made Liu Mingxiang's bad impression of him drop to the bottom.

"This person is really..." She slandered, suppressing the discomfort in her heart, and decided not to pay any attention to it.

After a short pause, several people resumed their discussion on the topic just now:
"What's the name of the new captain?"

"It seems to be Wei Buer."

"This name really hits home..."

"Ahem." The man continued to cough lightly, but no one paid any attention to him.

The ugly girl raised her eyebrows and continued, "I heard from others that when Wei Buer was in Puppet Valley, he didn't seem to be very good at fighting. It's just that he was better at escaping, and the horned demon always couldn't hit him. In the end, he made a meritorious deed..."

"If that's the case, ask him to lead the team and run away when we encounter the Horned Demon. Wouldn't we be unlucky?"

"That can't be helped. When I see him in person and fight a battle, I will understand everything."

When Liu Mingxiang thought of this, he couldn't help but feel worried, thinking that life was already tight and difficult, if such a captain really came, it would be really bad luck for the Ice Rolling Team.

No wonder Tang Xian clearly knew that the new captain was coming today, so he forced everyone to fight in the ring.

Just as he was talking, he suddenly heard a burst of laughter from the field.

Looking at it again, Tang Xian was knocked out of the ring by the opposite cultivator surnamed Liu at some point, rolled a few times, and got up in embarrassment.

Several male cultivators stood outside the arena and shouted strangely at Tang Xian:

"Junior Sister Tang, I'll go up and teach you a lesson!"

"Miss Tang looks so good at wrestling..."

Tang Xian was furious, got up in one fell swoop, pointed at several people and cursed on the spot: "Go back to your own house and see your old lady."

As he said that, a fire fan waved out a few firebirds, and rushed towards those people.

"Oh, Miss Tang gave me a bird!"

"I have that too!"

Tang Xian was so angry that he slapped his fan wildly, Huo Niao ran around, and several people hid and hid.

After a while, a supervising monk from the Hongran Clan Alliance escaped from the side, raised his right arm at Tang Xianping, facing outwards with his palm, and severely reprimanded: "Fellow monks are not allowed to fight, otherwise you will be disqualified from participating in the ring next time. "

Only then did Tang Xian calm down, glaring at those people, turned his head and ignored their playful smiles, and went back to the stands.

Seeing the other companions at a glance, they walked up and pointed behind them, angrily said: "Sooner or later, these perverts will be unlucky!"

After all, seeing everyone looking at him, he said miserably: "It's over, it's over, my [Military Merit] is for nothing. This time is really unlucky, that man's skills can restrain me!"

She was extremely angry a moment ago, but when she turned her face, she began to show misery. The expression on her face changed as soon as she said it, but it was always very good-looking.

When [Military Merit] was mentioned again, several people had a bit of frustration on their faces.

Zhang Mei then asked everyone: "Everyone tell me how much [Military Merit] is left on your talisman. I'll come first, I still have 40 points."

Tang Xian was the first to reply: "After paying the registration fee this time, I only have 10 [Military Merit] points left, which is only enough to use the Spirit Gathering Formation for five days."

She often participates in competitive competitions, registers very diligently, and uses the Spirit Gathering Formation frequently on weekdays, so her [Military Merit] is consumed very quickly.

Yi Xuan just said: "30."

Liu Mingxiang looked at the crowd and hesitated, "I still have more than 100."

"So many?" Tang Xian was obviously surprised.

Liu Mingxiang looked down at the ground, and replied: "I have basically never participated in the registration of the arena. When I go to the spirit gathering formation, I only recover the lost mana, and basically don't practice..."

She really felt that the registration fee for the arena was too expensive.

"It's really the saving king of our team." Zhang Mei patted Liu Mingxiang on the shoulder, and smiled at the rest of the people: "She shrinks her mouth on weekdays and is reluctant to do anything. She saves a little here, picks a little there, and saves so much. That's normal too."

"No wonder," Tang Xian shook his head and sighed, "Although I am also very poor, I am used to being extravagant and I can't save at all."

Liu Mingxiang thought about it, and thought that everyone's life is so tight, I have to help.

Then he took out his military talisman, "If you don't have enough, transfer from me. Anyway, I don't have any hope of breaking through the psychic realm."

Liu Mingxiang's Zhenhai Beast is an ancient strange beast in the Hongran Realm, and it seems to be called "Juyi".

But no one knows what this Juyi's background is, what supernatural powers he has, and his traces have been cut off long ago, and now he can't find a similar bloodline, and the road to the avenue has long been blocked.

"Who will use you to be blind and generous!"

Tang Xian pushed her hand back, "What do you mean hopeless? According to what you said, except for Zhang Chuyue and Yi Xuan, everyone else here is useless, so why don't you just stop practicing and just sit and wait for death..."

As he spoke, his heart suddenly felt sour.Thinking of some things, I feel that everyone in the team has had a hard time.

Zhang Mei also advised in the same way.

Liu Mingxiang had no choice but to take back the military merit talisman, thinking that I would save it for now, and if anyone needs it later, I will quietly transfer it to her.

Tang Xian was talking, when he suddenly raised his head, he saw a middle-aged man on the steps looking at him with some curiosity.Immediately thought that he had seen himself just defeated, rolling around on the ground, and was about to see his own joke.

Immediately, his mood became extremely bad. He immediately stared and shouted at the person on the steps:
"What are you looking at? Have you ever seen someone lose a game?"

The man gave her a faint smile, then turned his gaze to the arena again.

"Why are you pretending to be calm? This person is so annoying..."

Tang Xian muttered something, then ignored it, and asked the rest of the people, "Where's Zhang Chuyue?"

Liu Mingxiang watched her angrily scold the man just now, and suddenly felt envious, thinking: "That's great, she can say whatever she wants. Don't hold back if you hate anyone."

Speaking of Zhang Chuyue, everyone got a little more energetic.

"I just passed by her arena, and it seems like I won another round..." Zhang Mei replied.

"It's amazing. If our team is all at Chu Yue's level, we might be able to try our luck in the [Desolation] competition."

Tang Xian was full of envy.

The "Desolation" competition she mentioned was a competition for monks organized by the Hongran Clan Alliance every few years in order to encourage the monks in the army to improve their combat effectiveness.

In order not to affect the endless battle with the Horn people, the scope of registration is only limited to low-level monks.

The reward for the final winner is enough to make all low-level fighters serving in the Northwest eager to move.

After listening to Tang Xian's words, everyone couldn't help thinking about the situation of the [礅精] Dabi.

In the end, Yi Xuan hit her from the sky to the ground with a sentence:
"I can't pass a round."

In the last big competition, Fang Chan was still alive and well, and the team of the Ice Rolling Academy was in a good situation, and everyone had a lot of money, so they collected a lot of [Military Merit] and signed up.

As a result, he was eliminated by the compliance academy team in the first round of selection within the sect.

It's a pity that the [Military Merit] used for registration has made Liu Mingxiang feel distressed to this day.

The ugly girl raised her eyebrows and shook her head and said, "[礅空] Dabi has nothing to do with us, but at least we don't have to fight for a few cents [military merit] like now..."

Having said this, several people began to sigh again, and began to discuss the consumption of [Military Merit] they had practiced recently, the progress of their cultivation, how to live in the future, and how to deal with the arrival of a new captain.

While talking, Tang Xian suddenly suggested: "Why are we staying here? Let's go find Chu Yue and watch her match. She is so handsome."

The rest of the people responded one after another, and walked to the other side noisily.

After walking around half of the stands, they finally found the arena where Zhang Chuyue played against each other.

On the arena, a woman with a cold complexion and extremely beautiful appearance was floating in mid-air lightly.

This is Zhang Chuyue.

She was wearing a tight wrap dress, which outlined her graceful and tight curves.

The facial features are extremely delicate, as if carefully sketched with ink brushes, they are from paintings rather than real people.

The eyebrows seem to have been trimmed, but compared with ordinary women, they are a bit flat and thick, but they look good anyway.

What is very strange is that her hair is not tied into all kinds of exquisite hair accessories like Hongran's nun, but cut into three inches long and short, which looks very clean and neat.

If Sui Yue came to the ring, she would definitely feel that her hairstyle was very similar to Yan Wei.

At this moment, with a cold expression on her face, she wielded two first-grade swords, one red and one blue, and launched a fierce attack on the monk opposite.

The red sword was wrapped in a layer of exuberant flames, and the blue sword exuded a touch of cold air. The two swords danced wildly in the air alternately, illuminating the face of the cultivator in Luotu Palace on the opposite side. Frozen with a layer of frost.

The cultivator controlled a golden brush, and drew some black ice blades in the air to resist, which was enough to maintain the balance.

"go with!"

After a soft shout, her eyes sharpened, and she exuded a high fighting spirit, as if she had completely given up defense, and rushed towards the opposite cultivator.

The cultivator was tired of dealing with the flying sword, and was startled by her violent attack. He showed his flaws in a panic, and a icy light flashed across. With a "clang", the golden brush fell to the ground, and the ice sword hung on his neck. He had no choice but to raise his hand and admit defeat.

Scattered applause came from the sidelines, showing that there were still some spectators in this match.

Tang Xian shouted happily, "My Chu Yue is the best!"

After finishing speaking, he grabbed Liu Mingxiang's shoulders with both hands and dangled excitedly, as if he was happier than himself winning.

Liu Mingxiang was shaken by her like a rattle drum.

Suddenly, I heard a man's low voice from above: "This is okay."

Judging from this person's tone, he seemed reluctantly satisfied.

Then, another clear girl's voice replied: "Of course I can't compare with you, Master."

Liu Mingxiang thought the voice was familiar, as if he had heard it just now.

Looking up, it turned out to be that person from just now, and the little girl beside him also followed.

I couldn't help frowning, thinking why he came here, maybe it was on purpose?

Tang Xian really couldn't get used to this man. Seeing that the other party was holding back his aura, he couldn't see the realm, but he seemed to be in the door-opening state, so he raised his head and shouted at him:
"What are you talking about? If you are good, come down and compare with us."

The man didn't seem to care much when he heard it, he still smiled at Tang Xian, then turned his head to look at the field and ignored it.

"Why are you pretending to be unfathomable?" Seeing his virtue, Tang Xian's disgust continued to soar.

Suddenly remembered something, looked up and said, "You must be sick, why are you following us?"

The man said with a smile: "This arena is not opened by your family."

The implication is that Tang Xian is too lenient.

Tang Xian was about to speak again, Liu Mingxiang hurriedly pulled her, and called the rest of the people to a passage near the side of the court, far away from that person, and said to Tang Xian: "Why are you competing with him? I don't think he's a good guy..."

"Why?" Tang Xian was surprised.

"Well," Liu Mingxiang faltered, his face suddenly turned red, remembering his speculation just now, he could only reply in a low voice, "It feels like, I just don't think he's a good person, I can't explain why... Besides, he keeps following us for no reason do what?"

Tang Xian's pretty face tensed up when she heard this, and she nodded vigorously, "Well, I think so too."

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