Fuji Avenue

Chapter 367

(One)

The test has not started yet.

"Tell me,"

Du Wenguang, captain of the Yunyin Sect's Jiuxianyuan team, stood somewhere in the arena and took a sip from the jug. Looking dizzily at the lively scene around him, "Which side will win?"

Because it was the only two teams from the Incarnation Camp that met each other so far, the monks who came to watch the battle were densely packed, and the noise kept coming and going.

Several captains with good relations with each branch of the Yunyin Sect also gathered at the outermost extension of the circular viewing platform, commenting on the upcoming competition.

"Hidden Sword One." Qi Ming from the Fuxing Academy said, "Last time we saw his strength in Marshal Li's dojo."

"But in the end," said Li Han of the Kuzhou Academy with a smile, "it was Junior Brother Wei who was accepted by Marshal Li as his apprentice."

"How can an ordinary monk beat a sword cultivator? Cangjianyi is so outstanding," Qi Ming tried to analyze, "What's more, none of the five-member team of Cangjianyi is weak. Is Nianbingyuan... ".

"You were on a mission a few days ago, so you haven't seen the competition in the Ice Rendering Academy." Li Han shook his head and interrupted him: "Junior Brother Wei hardly contributed much, and it was all thanks to the cooperation of these junior sisters that he won nine games in a row." .”

Qi Ming shook his head and said, "The psychic mirror cultivators of each team are all restrained by him..."

"Isn't that what it should be?" Li Han retorted: "Spiritual cultivators should hand it over to psychic cultivators. I have already analyzed that Wei Buer has nothing to do with the winners and losers of each competition in the Ice Rolling Academy. Chu Yue won four times, Yi Xuan won three times, Zhang Mei once, and Tang Xian once. It can be seen that the strength of Nianbingyuan is far beyond what we originally thought, and it is very average."

Speaking of this, Li Han couldn't help smiling bitterly in his heart, and he didn't know how Wei Buer did it.

Just a few years ago, among the crowd, these girls from the Nianbing Academy were the weakest monks of the Yunyin Sect.

"If you want me to say, Tibetan Sword One has a better chance of winning." Du Wenguang also joined in, "Since the start of the competition, Tibetan Sword has fought nine times in a row, and the battles ended in less than half a stick of incense. How could it be the Nianbing Institute?" Such a team that always fights for a long time is comparable? Since when did our monks of the Yunyin Sect become so promising... Look at the Dabi guide, the result has already been determined for the Ice Nian Academy."

The three of them insisted on their own opinions, and you refuted me sentence by sentence.

After a long time, neither one could gain the upper hand.

"Whether the Ice Rolling Academy wins or loses, what does it matter?"

At this time, Shen Xian suddenly said, "After this fight, Wei Buer will leave the sect. The Ice Rendering Academy is no longer the former Ice Rendering Academy. Even if we win, it is not our glory."

As he said, he looked towards the aisle on the side of the stand, and Wei Buer walked in with a few girls from the ice mill.

Tang Xian, who is dressed in red and looks fiery, is particularly eye-catching.

He couldn't help feeling tight in his chest, and thought to himself: "How can I go back to the past? I really want to take out my heart."

People often say that only when you lose can you know how to cherish.

The truth is often difficult to touch like a castle in the air.Now that it falls on my own head, it is really real, and it makes my heart ache.

He was extremely annoyed that he could not persuade Tang Xian.

But everything has just begun. The Ice Nian Academy needs a competent and capable captain, and he still has a chance.

After Shen Xian finished speaking, several people present fell silent.

The news of Wei Bu'er's departure from the sect gradually spread within the sect in the past few days.

Many people don't care whether he goes or stays.

But those who really hope that Yun Yinzong will get better, all hope that Wei Buer can stay.At least that's what Li Han thought.

However, I heard that this was what Li Yunjing meant, and Wei Buer's departure was a foregone conclusion.

There is also the spiritual vein of Yuexi Mountain, which is now also under Wei Buer's name.

It is even more unrealistic to return Yuexi Mountain to Wei Buer.

It is said that the head of the sect has discussed with Wei Buer and signed an agreement to give him a sum of spirit stones every year as rent. I don't know when the agreement was signed...

Thinking of this, Li Han couldn't help but look somewhere on the viewing platform.

Li Qingyun sat upright with several hospital masters and elders, looking at the venue.

A few people didn't say a word, and the silent and heavy atmosphere seemed particularly abrupt in the corner of the viewing platform and in the noisy venue...

(two)

He Lingxin and He Jingjing were also on the viewing platform, in the first row to the south.

"Tell me," He Jingjing was irritated by the loud voices from the spectator stand, suddenly turned her head, and asked, "Can Hidden Sword be done?"

"If he wants to do it,"

He Lingxin faced the ring, although his face was calm, but a little anxiety could be seen in his eyes, "It will be done."

"He can't do it."

"One side is the power of this sect, and there are a lot of benefits. The other side is just a disciple of the psychic realm of Yun Yinzong. If it were you, how would you choose?"

"That's not sure, there is that person behind Wei Buer."

"The competition in the arena depends entirely on ability." He Lingxin shook his head, and his voice was a little louder, "If not, what else can we compare, whoever has the best master will be the leader."

He paused for a moment, feeling that he could not control his emotions a little bit, "I mean, as long as the monks use their own methods in the arena, Hidden Sword doesn't have to worry about Marshal Li. On the contrary, it's us who make moves off the court. Be fearful."

He Jingjing smiled wryly and said: "What if he wants to ask for trouble?"

"That's destiny." He Lingxin sighed, "God told me not to worry about it."

His expression darkened, but in his mind he thought of the numerous corpses of Qin Nan's bloody night queen, and the urgent situation facing [Sanhua Cave].

On the contrary, his own gains and losses were automatically ignored at this moment.

How much time did this investigation take?

If it was still nothing in the end, he wouldn't feel sorry for his efforts in vain.

I only lament that the revenge of the wronged soul has not been avenged, and I only hate the unresolved difficulties of [Sanhua Cave].

"What should I do?"

He Jingjing's complexion changed, "If not, I'll go find him again? A disciple of the psychic realm of the humble sect, dare to play tricks under our noses."

"No need. The one who hid the sword and walked away is Jian Zhiqiukui. People who walk this way are often determined. If he is willing to help us, it is enough for that. If not, the knife rests on the neck It's useless."

He Jingjing's eyes flickered: "Then wait like this?"

"I've thought about it," He Lingxin hummed. "Sometimes, I'm a bit stubborn. I know He Wubing's temperament better. He is more suitable than me."

He turned his eyes to the side of the viewing platform, and saw Wei Buer walking slowly from the field.

Not far behind him, He Wubing followed like a ghost...

(three)

When the Ice Rendering Academy team arrived near the ring, there was still some time before the start of the competition.

Tactics have already been discussed.

Zhang Mei and Liu Mingxiang memorized a dense book.

The tactics, supernatural powers, and related situations of Cang Jianyi and his team have long been no secrets.

Targeted pre-match tactical drills have also been carried out many times, and I can't be more familiar with them.

There is no need to sharpen your guns in preparation for battle.

There are quiet rooms on both sides of the ring for waiting to enter.

The girls from the Ice Rolling Academy sat quietly inside, waiting to enter.

Wei Buer walked out of the quiet room alone.

Looking at the noisy crowd on the battle platform, I suddenly felt that the noise came from another world.

He walked outside, to a secluded corner.

On the slope of a hill, the trees are shaded and the grass stretches.Through the trees, one can see the ring and the viewing platform in the distance, as well as densely packed monks.

Like a mass of ants and their nests.

He suddenly felt a little strange, when he was in the arena, he definitely would not have such a sense of the scene of the arena.

But when standing on the hillside and looking down, the feeling of the nest came out all of a sudden.

This is true for being a human being, being a monk, and even being a living being.

I don't know the true face of Weishan, only because I am in this mountain.

The self who is in great danger at this moment is not just an ant in the nest.

Small and fragile.

What's the big deal about the life and death of insects and ants all the time?
he thought to himself.In an instant, regarding the imminent life and death crisis, he became much calmer and indifferent again.

There were slow footsteps not far away.

He turned his head to look, and a man with a sharp face came quietly, with a ghostly smile hanging from the corner of his mouth.

(four)

"senior."

Wei Bu'er had no troubles on his face, and he bowed his hands as a meeting ceremony, and recognized that the other party was the man from the Diqiao Realm who passed him by him in the Incarnation Camp.

He clearly came for himself.

"Do you believe in cause and effect?"

The man said something abruptly.

Wei Buer nodded.Secretly analyze the intention of the man who came to find him.

In his psychic illusion, this crisis is mostly related to this man.And through the supernatural power of [The Origin of Buchan], he also learned the name of this person - He Wubing - a direct descendant of [Three Flower Cave].

He should be called He Youbing for being so persistent in making trouble for himself.

"You have already noticed my existence?" He Wubing looked at him with burning eyes.

"The juniors don't understand."

Fuji shook his head.

"You smell very bloody,"

He Wubing smiled, but his voice was a bit sharp, "I've killed quite a few people."

"Huh?" Wei Buer's heart skipped a beat, but his face showed a dazed expression, and he said again: "In the northwest battlefield, I killed several horned demons."

"The Killing Horned Demon won't be stained with blood." He Wubing replied meaningfully, "The blood of innocent people will be bloody."

"The juniors don't quite understand."

"It will be too late when you understand."

"From beginning to end," Fuji turned to look at him—the other's sharp eyes pointed straight at his own like a sword's edge.

He suppressed the discomfort and replied, "If you find the wrong person, it will be even later."

He Wubing froze for a moment, then laughed.

"It doesn't matter if you admit it or not now." He smiled sarcastically, "There must be a cause and an effect, and retribution will always come."

His eyes were deeper and thought-provoking, and he lowered his voice and said, "The souls of purgatory are also waiting for the murderer."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and left quietly.

His back is like a hungry jackal in the wilderness.

Like a ghost seeking his life in the middle of the night...

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(End of this chapter)