After being bound by the cute new system, I took the whole place flying

Even Xiao Qi couldn't stand it anymore and kept dissing Xiao Ran in Si Qing's mind.

[Host, this person is a little too unreasonable. He clearly wants to bully our big villain. ]

'What do you think we should do? Why don't you go out and teach him a lesson yourself? '

Xiaoqi immediately shut her mouth, it couldn't come out.

"Okay, Xiao Wu, don't you feel ashamed to say this? Your disciples have already made elixirs. This boy Nan Mo has just practiced the second level of Qi. You asked Yi Jindan to go to the second level of Qi refining. Isn't this equivalent to asking you to fight against Master? Think about it for yourself, is this reasonable? Is this appropriate?"

Xiao Ran wanted to nod. He thought this was very reasonable. After all, there were strong and weak players on the field. Whoever drew the stronger one would be unlucky?

But what he was most afraid of from the time he became a disciple until now was this senior brother. Now being interrupted by the senior brother, Xiao Ran shut his mouth and said nothing.

"In my opinion, the current rules should be changed. If a new disciple and a disciple who has already entered are drawn into the same team match, they are not allowed to use spiritual power and can only compete with each other. This is relatively fair. a little."

Listening to Ji Yi's words, Xiao Ran curled his lips dissatisfied, fair?

Does his senior brother want to listen to what she is saying? Nan Mo learned the Luoyu Sword Technique from his junior sister, who doesn't know that the Luoyu Sword Technique is famous for its flexibility.

Now only moves are allowed to be competed, but spiritual power is not allowed to be competed, so what kind of competition is that? Is there any swordsmanship in this world that can catch Luo Yu swordsmanship?

It's not that biased. Do you think he is a fool?

Xiao Ran gritted his teeth and was about to say something when he saw Ji Yi and Fang Shuo's gazes directed at him. The coldness in their eyes made Xiao Ran instantly wilt again.

"Okay, I'm fine."

Seeing Xiao Ran agreeing with such humiliation, Nan Mo curled his lips and smiled, and Ji Yi, with a contented look on his face, bent down slightly and nodded.

"Thank you, uncle. Master, I have no problem either."

Seeing the completely different appearance of Nan Mo in front of Ji Yi and in front of him, Xiao Ran felt that his head was throbbing with pain.

"Now that the rules have been agreed upon, let's go to the competition quickly. I'm still practicing a batch of elixirs, waiting for me to take care of them when I get back."

After Luo Mei finished speaking, the others returned to their positions.

In the next few games, Nan Mo was lucky enough to get a bye, until the midfield session, and as expected, Nan Mo faced off against Xiao Ran, the young disciple of Jin Dan.

Because it was said before that the use of spiritual power was not allowed, only swordsmanship moves were allowed to compete.

There was no difference between the two of them. The Falling Rain Sword Technique that Nan Mo had recently practiced was famous for its flexibility, while the sword technique taught by Xiao Ran was famous for its lethality.

Every time the young disciple swung out a very lethal sword, he could be avoided by Xiao Ran. After this, the young disciple lost his temper, and his sword skills gradually became fierce and panicked.

Xiao Ran was sitting in the upper seat, looking at his disciple's appearance, he couldn't help but frown.

"Fang Yu's temper is still the same. He is always as irritable as before. This is not good. Fifth Senior Brother, why don't you have a good chat with him."

What Si Qing said was entirely out of an uncle's concern for his nephew. Xiao Ran nodded slightly.

"Maybe it's influenced by spiritual roots to a certain extent."

Fang Yu has a fire root, so his temper will be affected to a certain extent.

"Junior sister, although your little apprentice has good qualifications and strong learning ability, judging from the composition of his spiritual roots, you have to put in much more effort than I have to put in."

Si Qing nodded slightly.

"Just to practice that mental method, I let him rest for a full half a year. Nan Mo's mind is now very stable. As long as he doesn't suffer a major blow, his temper can generally be controlled."

Xiao Ran looked at Si Qing when he heard this.

"Can you teach your inner skills to others? I also asked Fang Yu to practice them. I'm not worried about his bad temper. I'm not worried about him suffering from this in the future. I'm just a little worried that he will go crazy because of this spiritual root."

Si Qing nodded, and then found the mental method from the storage ring.

"What's so good about this but not spreading it to others? I'll leave you with this idea."

During those six months, in order to train Nan Mo's patience, Si Qing had him practice the most by copying mental techniques by hand.

Nowadays, Nan Mo can basically memorize the ideas from memory. The plagiarized ideas are piled up in the study room, and she can hardly put them down. She was worried that she couldn't get rid of them, but now it's just right.

Thinking like this, Si Qing touched her chin. Perhaps other disciples should also have such troubles. She could send those 'waste papers' out together and gain some favors, so why not?

On the field, the swordsmanship became more and more fierce. Nan Mo skillfully dodged on the competition stage with flexible postures, just like a cat teasing the little mouse that had fallen into his palm.

Calculating that time was almost up, Nan Mo pulled out Jin Ran. For a moment, Jin Ran's sword energy spread all over his body. The elders sitting on it couldn't help but sit up straight, leaning forward slightly and observing carefully. Looking at the unsheathed Jin Ran in Nan Mo's hand.

The young man stood in the sun holding Jin Ran. The sword was completely black but filled with a mysterious aura. With just one move, just one move, the young disciple was directly ejected by the sword energy of Jin Ran. Tournament ring.

The disciples watching the battle below couldn't help but take a long breath, and a moment later, roaring discussions broke out.

"What kind of sword is that in his hand? It looks so powerful."

"The sword energy of that sword is really powerful. As I stand here, the sword energy of that sword seems to be directly in front of my face. This sword energy is almost as good as Master Ningzhu. Have you got Uncle’s Frost Flower Sword?”

"Don't just take any of the swords of Cat and Dog and compare them with the Frost Flower Sword of our Fairy Ningzhu. The Frost Flower Sword is a divine sword made of the purest things in the world. The sword energy will naturally not be so sharp. This is uncertain. What a demonic sword it is!"

"Damn, I suddenly envy this kid Nan Mo. He was accepted as a direct disciple by the first genius of cultivation. He has a lot of good resources. This sword was taken away by this kid without us even seeing it. It’s really enviable to win!”

"This time, Nan Mo has stolen the limelight. He directly challenged the golden elixir as soon as he refined his Qi, and won. If word of this spreads, it will create another sensation!"

Amidst the excited discussion among the people below, Nan Mo frowned slightly.

He crossed his legs, sat on the competition table, and slowly closed his eyes...