[Quick Wear] On strike, please don't disturb your ex

Qin Luo is still a little uncomfortable since Mo Fanli went into seclusion.

Later, he returned to his previous days of competing with his disciples on the competition stage every day.

The difference is that this time is different from the last time, there is no flamboyant and bright figure around.

As for the disciples with the cultivation level of Jindan stage, all who fought against Qin Luo were defeated by his sword without exception.

Chen Weihua even had an idea.

The third junior brother has been in a bad mood ever since the youngest junior sister went into seclusion.

You can tell a little bit from watching him compete.

Half a year after Xu Fanli went into seclusion, and on the day that Wei Yinglan formed his elixir, someone came to visit.

He claimed to be a visitor, but he didn't post a message or inform anyone. He just appeared outside the cave quietly.

The moment Wei Yinglan saw him, he knew who the visitor was.

Of course he had heard of Qin Luo's name.

Lin Songfeng's personal teaching——

Qin Luo.

There is no defeat in the same realm.

A cultivator in the early stage of the Golden Core Realm can kill an evil cultivator in the late stage of the Golden Core Realm.

He is also the leader of the younger generation in kendo, a genius among geniuses.

In the past, I had only heard of his name among my senior teachers and fellow disciples.

He nodded to Qin Luo and said in a gentle tone: "I wonder what brings you here, Brother Qin?"

"A date."

Wei Yinglan was stunned for a moment. Fighting mostly happened among low-level disciples. Moreover, disciples of the Sword Sect were not allowed to fight in private. No matter what grudges they had, they had to go to the competition stage.

What's more, he has never had any connection with Senior Brother Qin. Today is the first time they met. He doesn't know where he heard about him.

"Brother Qin, you must have said something wrong. Do you want to have a competition? If so, please wait a few days. I just formed my elixir today, and my realm is not yet stable."

What he said was very reasonable. After all, the two of them had no grudges against each other. Moreover, Qin Luo advanced to the Golden Core stage earlier than him, which was a bit unfair. If he was chosen when his Golden Core stage was not stable, it would be quite unfair.

"Today." Qin Luoyi spoke briefly, his expression cold and indifferent, as if what he said was not worth mentioning at all.

Wei Yinglan was really stunned at this time.

Suddenly remembered something.

He once used his foundation-building great perfection cultivation to fight against Lin Songfeng's direct disciple Mo Fanli, and even injured her.

However, the two later became friends. Besides, given her personality, it was impossible for her to let her fellow disciples cause trouble for him.

There is no acquaintance without fighting. Although they became friends later, Wei Yinglan also said that he would suppress his cultivation and compete with her again. Mo Fanli said that it was not necessary. After all, no one would suppress their cultivation and fight with her when they went out. Only through actual combat could she know the gap and make up for the shortcomings better.

"Then I'd rather obey you than be respectful." Regardless of whether Qin Luo came because of old matters or not, Wei Yinglan had no intention of refusing.

The two went to the competition stage.

Everyone was a little surprised to see Qin Luo and Wei Yinglan standing on the Jindan stage competition stage.

It was not only because of the huge gap in strength between the two, but also because Wei Yinglan's aura showed that he had just formed a pill not long ago.

At this time, Qin Luo was already in the middle stage of Jindan.

Not to mention the difference in realm, Qin Luo has been able to defeat disciples in the late Jindan stage since he reached the Jindan stage.

He has been on the competition stage during this period of time, and most of the people who fight against him are in the late Jindan stage or two Jindan stages at the same time.

It is beneficial to both parties, so no one thinks it is bad.

Of course, there won’t be two people in the late Jindan stage.

The competition is just an exchange between fellow disciples, not a life-and-death fight. Everyone has a limit.

It was destined from the beginning that Wei Yinglan would lose this competition.

But no one expected that he would be defeated so quickly!

As a powerful sword force was slashed out, the huge momentum and pressure made it impossible to avoid.

The illusion gave people the idea that Qin Luo had already reached the Nascent Soul stage.

Very shocking.

A shocking sword.

With a clear sword sound and a mighty sword energy like a raging storm, it directly broke through the barrier and knocked the man off the competition stage.

Where Wei Yinglan fell, the disciples not far away could directly feel the sharpness and sharpness of the sword energy.

Wei Yinglan, who was facing the sword force, fell to the ground and coughed up blood.

Their faces were quite paler.

The state that was already unstable became even more unstable at this time, and it almost fell to the great perfection of foundation building.

The reason why all the fellow disciples are willing to compete with Qin Luo is that he will give additional guidance to the disciples fighting with him in the middle of the competition.

He doesn't say it directly, but will give hints to the opponent through fighting.

Therefore, many disciples who have been guided by Qin Luo and successfully broken through bottlenecks or cultivation levels are very grateful to him.

And this time, he not only did not give any instructions to the other party.

Instead, he defeated the enemy with one move and knocked him off the competition stage.

Moreover, the first move was a powerful one, leaving no chance for the person to react.

The competition ended before everyone had even gathered.

Everyone looked at Wei Yinglan who fell heavily off the stage, and then looked at the cold figure who sheathed his sword, stood with his hands behind his back, and walked away on the spiritual sword.

That cool and outstanding figure shone brightly in the sunlight, so noble that no one dared to desecrate it.

I couldn't help but think that Wei Yinglan must have offended Qin Luo.

Qin Luo has always been a cold and indifferent person. It seems that nothing can move him, and he even speaks as little as possible.

With one exception.

Many people know who this person is.

The disciple next to him helped him up.

"Junior Brother Wei, do you have any grudge against Senior Brother Qin, or have you offended him in some way?"

The person who spoke was a disciple in the late Jindan stage.

His words raised questions that many people present had.

Wei Yinglan was even more puzzled and puzzled. He took out a healing pill from his storage bag and used it.

Subconsciously shook his head.

Then he nodded again.

If it is really as he thought, then he must have offended someone!

Wei Yinglan was very sure that there was no grudge between him and Qin Luo.

He seldom interacted with the disciples of Linsongfeng.

Except Mo Fanli.

The two of them had been on good terms ever since the competition and had kept in touch, and he knew that she was in seclusion.

Originally, the first person I wanted to tell about this Dan-forming process was Mo Fanli, but who knew that this would happen.

Thinking back to when Senior Brother Chen was also very angry, he didn’t do anything because Mo Fanli had instructed him to do so.

Qin Luo's actions this time once again reminded him of the rumor in the Sword Sect.

Mo Fanli and Qin Luo are future Taoist companions.

One is the leader in kendo, the other is a proud daughter of Fancheng.

Both of them are from the same clan and were taught by Lin Songfeng himself.

I heard that he even met his parents.

They are indeed a perfect match.

His eyes gradually dimmed.

After this competition, Wei Yinglan took several months to consolidate his state of mind.

Wait for him to inquire about Qin Luo's news again.

But I heard that he has gone into seclusion.