Bad Master: Disciple, don't make trouble, you are pregnant!

The Great Wall of Ice and Snow spurted out, slanting into the sky.

Ice accumulated on the arena, and trees and people seemed to be embedded in it.

The cold breath spread throughout the martial arts arena.

Many arenas were also affected, and the competition had to be stopped.

Chen Yu watched everything, still imitating Wei Canglan's demeanor, not surprised at all, as if she was not very surprised by the vision that she had.

Afterwards, the Ice Soul Excalibur spun out a gorgeous sword flower in her hand, put it in the scabbard, and its edge was restrained.

The audience was silent. Looking at this scene, they couldn't help feeling stupid, and everyone was shocked:
Could this thousands of miles of ice be created by a monk in the alchemy period?

This must at least be a Nascent Soul cultivator.

Is it reasonable?
Is this reasonable?

Formation of alchemy can produce visions out of thin air?

Or sword repair.

Could it be that Yujian Feixian is also a trivial matter for her?

Didn't she lose her cultivation?
Is it possible to reach this state through re-cultivation?

Fellow practitioners are powerful monks, who can do this?
Her name is Chen Yu. What is her identity and background?
Oh, sorry.

He is Wei Canglan's eldest disciple.

That's fine.

A disciple in the alchemy stage can have such strength, so what kind of god is Wei Canglan as a master?
Does it mean that he didn't even say a word when he turned his hands into clouds and rained his hands...

Even the ruling elder couldn't believe that he saw everything, and was silent for a long time.

Chen Yu looked at the elder whose eyes were trembling with astonishment, and said in a cold and calm voice:
"Elder, this competition, but I won?"

After being reminded like this, the ruling elder recovered from the shock, and quickly raised his hand and announced loudly:

"This competition, the winner is Chen Yu!"

wow-

The voice fell, causing an uproar in the audience.

"Bull! One word!"

"Two words, invincible!"

"This is Wei Canglan's disciple, and this is the strength of the younger generation of Cangxing Sect?"

"It's so scary, it's so scary, I'm hooked."

"I wiped it, it's cool, it's so cool, that Lin Tianming just now, this stinking meal, good guy, it seems that his family opened the martial arts field, but it was criticized by him, how is it now? It's become an ice sculpture hahahahaha!"

"No, this Chen Yu is beautiful and good-looking, I love it."

"I want to fan her. From now on, she will be my goddess."

"That's it, I'm going to announce directly, just push."

"A bunch of stinky brothers, you guys like her so much? I'll just be her dog, okay?"

"This one is even more heavyweight."

"Well, it's a post."

"Chen Yu, hehehe, Chen Yuhehehe, I want to be your dog..."

After many male disciples witnessed Chen Yu's brilliance, their painting style inevitably changed, and the atmosphere gradually became abnormal.

But the disciples of Yaowang Valley over there all hid their faces, and even many disciples had already left the table, for fear that others would poke their backs.

Too lost.

If the elder brother had a normal attitude before and was more polite to Chen Yu and Wei Canglan, why would he be overwhelmed by everyone's saliva after losing now?

Senior brother, I'm sorry, the juniors are now withdrawn.

The little junior sister also recovered from her envy and jealousy, she quickly greeted several disciples and said:

"Quick! Get on stage quickly, and help senior brother thaw out, he's turned into an ice sculpture."

Several Yaowanggu disciples came to their senses, and followed the junior sister to the stage.

Over there, Chen Yu had already left the stage gracefully.

But before she had gone far, she saw the ruling elder call out to her with a somewhat embarrassed expression:
"Chen Yu, wait a minute."

"When is the elder?"

Chen Yu turned around and asked with her eyes.

"This...this ice and snow, may it be broken? This elder...well, this elder can't melt the ice and snow..."

Embarrassed.

Elder-level figures can't even melt the ice cubes made by the alchemy monks.

But this is also reasonable.

Because, Chen Yu was born with extreme ice aura, and the ice soul had been blocked by Wannian Xuanbing all year round.

The sword energy shot this time turned into solid ice, and ordinary monks naturally couldn't break through it.

If the ice cannot be broken, it means that the field can no longer be used, not to mention affecting the next competition, but Lin Tianming is still frozen inside!
It is not known whether it is dead or alive.

Facing the elder's pleading eyes, Chen Yu couldn't help lowering her head, and whispered:
"Back to the elders, I... can't break the ice..."

"what?"

The elder froze.

Didn't you make this ice skate that goes straight into the sky?
Can't you break it yourself?

are you kidding me?
The elder stared at Chen Yu for a long time, and found that he bowed his head and looked a little embarrassed. He realized that he was not playing tricks on him, and was telling the truth.

What's wrong with this?

Over there, the disciples of Yaowang Valley have already begun to break the ice.

Some disciples used fire techniques to roast the ice layer on Lin Tianming's body.

A disciple who practiced martial arts smashed his fists on the ice.

Someone even took out an iron pick from the ring, and slammed it on the ice.

However, Lin Tianming was lucky.

The ice cannot be broken.

Everyone on the field couldn't help laughing out loud at this funny scene.

"Hahaha, it's worth living. Tell him Lin Tianming's contemptuous behavior just now, is he better now? He will stay in the ice for the rest of his life."

"By the way, is this forced to die or not?"

"Aren't you dead? Heh, Lin Tianming, when did you die?"

"It's no good, family members, I can't laugh anymore, he is probably the first monk in the conference to be frozen in ice... Hahahahahaha..."

"Hey, this example tells us that people can't be too arrogant, otherwise someone will always come to clean you up."

Chen Yu was also a little embarrassed when she looked at the huge ice cube she had made.

She just wanted to teach Lin Tianming a lesson and tell him to shut up, but not to kill him.

Helpless, I could only step forward, try it, cover the ice with my hands, and mobilize the spiritual energy.

However, the ice sheet never weakened.

Instead, another layer of reinforcement was added.

"Ah this..."

A disciple of Yaowanggu looked a little ugly when he saw the senior brother being frozen again, but he didn't dare to say anything.

He doesn't want to be like his brother.

The little junior sister hurried forward, bowed and said:
"Miss Chen Yu, I hope you will hold your hand high. Senior brother has already lost, and his life and death are unknown at this moment. I hope you don't want to kill him..."

I, I didn't...

I want to help...

Chen Yu quickly withdrew her hand, feeling extremely embarrassed, and finally could only look at the master sitting on the edge of the high platform.

Wei Canglan was feeling refreshed, and also thankful that the eldest disciple won and was not injured, so he just thought about sitting here and watching the excitement.

But noticing her begging eyes, Wei Canglan showed a warm smile, got up and left the table.

It's my turn, right?

Smelly brothers, get out of the way.

With a movement of the divine mind, a faint spiritual energy filled, and under the watchful eyes of countless boys and girls around, Wei Canglan's ink shirt fluttered and floated down, landing beside Chen Yu.