Overthrow the Cultivation Civilization

The fourth day of the year-end competition

Six o'clock in the morning.

Wang Qiye got up early today, put on his clothes, and washed his face. He carefully tightened the Wentian behind him, put the water-stopping sword on his belt again, and tied a dagger on it. He finally breathed a sigh of relief. Today he could finally beat the weaklings. How could he not feel refreshed!!!

"Li Erhu, get up!"

This person was very happy and his voice became a little louder.

"coming!"

Wang Qiye didn't wait too long sitting on the big rock before Li Erhu came out.

"Let's go and call Ma Gan!"

Wang Qiye and Li Erhu walked towards Ma Gan's residence and indeed met a tall and thin figure halfway. The three of them met up and went to the cafeteria.

"Ma Gan, are you sure we can draw this afternoon's game?"

Wang Qiye asked as he took a bite of the steamed bun.

Ma Gan took a bite of the dish and shook his head.

"Not sure."

Wang Qiye silently calculated the performance of the three people in his mind:

Li Erhu won one and lost two, with a total of thirty points.

Wang Qiye won, lost, and scored zero points in three episodes.

Ma Gan won, lost and scored zero points in three episodes.

"Li Erhu, are you going to play in the morning or afternoon?"

"Tell me in the afternoon."

"Then I'll play by myself in the morning. After you finish eating, you can practice with Ma Gan and try to make Ma Gan tie the whole afternoon."

"Well, that's fine. We'll be waiting for your good news."

"Do not worry!"

Wang Qiye finished half a bowl of soup in one gulp, full of pride.

After breakfast, Wang Qiye walked with the wind all the way, standing in front of the "Year-end Competition" archway with a heroic look. At this moment, he couldn't help but look up at the four words again, and felt that his mood was different from before. After taking another look, he took a deep breath and walked steadily towards the No. 9 ring.

Standing in front of the No. 9 ring, Wang Qiye closed his eyes and waited slowly, resting his mind calmly, not caring about the other people's fighting situation. Until he heard a "bamboo" sixty-nine, a crane rose up and floated onto the stage.

"Qingzhu Peak, Wang Qiye, please teach me!"

"Qingshiting, Xu Xiaohua, please teach me, Senior Brother."

It turned out to be a half-grown girl, eleven years old, with bare hands. Wang Qiye's hands couldn't help shaking as he untied the rope. It was finally his turn to bully the weakling, hahahaha. He held Wentian in his left hand and grabbed the handle of the knife with his right hand, slowly drawing out a cold light. Along with the cold light came Wang Qiye's eyes, which froze the little girl. Hahaha, she's scared like this before we even started fighting? How should I deal with her later? If I kill her with one blow, wouldn't it be easier to win? No sense of satisfaction? Well, I finally fought my way through, but the opponent surrendered. No sense of satisfaction!!! So, how can I win? Hahahaha.

As Wang Qiye looked at Xu Xiaohua, her face turned paler and her body trembled more violently.

Wang Qiye felt that he had never experienced this before. It turned out that it was so cool to bully a weak opponent? ? ? It made Wang Qiye relive the five kills in the canyon! ! ! At that moment, he just wanted to yell loudly to express his feelings! ! !

"If you're willing to kneel down and call me grandpa, I..."

Before he could finish the rest of the words, Xu Xiaohua knelt down with a plop and kowtowed.

"Grandpa, thank you for letting me play!!! Grandpa, thank you for letting me play!!!"

"Boom! Boom! Boom!!!"

The three crisp knocks on the ring were like a thunderclap, shattering Wang Qiye's mind and freezing his smug look.

The girl's forehead was bleeding. Wang Qiye slapped himself awake and yelled:

"unlucky!"

Turn around and leave.

"This time, Qingshi Pavilion, Xu Xiaohua wins! Next time..."

Wang Qiye cursed as he walked, "I just let you go, I didn't let you have any chance!!! This little girl is so vicious!!!"

“Wang Qiye!!”

As he was cursing, Wang Qiye heard someone calling him. He stopped and looked in the direction of the voice. He saw a graceful figure walking towards him. Wasn't this Mu Wanqing, one of the three menial disciples?

"Wang Qiye, that slap you just now was so cool!!!"

As she spoke, Mu Wanqing reached out and gently stroked her pretty face. Her eyes were blurred and ambiguous, and a layer of mist covered the haziness.

Wang Qiye then felt the burning pain on his face. He rubbed his right cheek with his hand. His eyes shot out a vicious light and he glared at the woman fiercely, as if he wanted to glare at her for everything that had just happened.

"Humph!!!"

Turn around and leave.

During lunch, Wang Qiye was in a bad mood, and Li Erhu and Ma Gan didn't know how to comfort him.

Damn it, we messed up this time, now we have four losses and no wins. In the last game against "Fire" Fourteen, there is no hope!

Are we going down the mountain now?

Hey, after taking a bite of rice, Wang Qiye felt that his path to immortality was bleak. It was a problem how he would survive after going down the mountain.

After dinner, Wang Qiye returned to the house and stared at the ceiling in a daze. He was in a trance at the moment. He felt that he did not hear a word of what Ma Gan and Li Erhu said during the meal, and he had no memory of what happened afterwards.

It was not until the next afternoon that he was dragged by Ma Gan and Li Erhu to the venue of the "Year-End Competition". When he heard the referee calling his number, he mechanically walked onto the stage with his head lowered to meet his fate.

"Bamboo Sixty-Nine versus Fire Fourteen."

"Qingzhu Peak, Wang Qiye."

"Qinghuo Cave, Lin Yiran, Junior Brother, I hope you are okay!"

Hearing the sound of orchid in the valley, Wang Qiye finally reacted.

"Senior sister, it's you?"

But a red dress slowly unfolded in front of Wang Qiye's eyes, which could not hide her curvy figure. She had a shawl on her shoulders with only a tuft of black hair hanging in front of her chest. Her crystal-like hands were currently playing with her hair in front of her chest.

"Junior brother, you're fine!"

Wang Qiye turned around the red dress and couldn't believe it.

"Senior sister, I haven't seen you for only four months, but you have become even more beautiful. I wonder how many brothers and sisters on the mountain will be charmed by you."

"Then Junior Brother, do you also want to bow down before Senior Sister?"

When Wang Qiye heard this, he knelt down on his legs, not knowing whether it was due to excitement or the aftereffects. He looked up at the woman in red skirt with a confused and unclear look in his eyes.

"Sister."

"Junior brother, please stand up quickly!"

The girl in the red skirt lost her mischievous look and knelt down as well.

When Wang Qiye saw the woman in the red skirt also kneeled down, he knew that he had made a big joke today, and he really wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into. He hurried to support the woman in the red skirt.

"Senior sister, please get up quickly."

As soon as his hand touched the plump arm of the woman in the red dress, the lovely person in front of him disappeared like a puff of smoke.

"Junior brother, see you again if we are lucky!"

Wang Qiye raised his head and looked in the direction of the voice. The woman in the red skirt was already standing outside the ring, waving at Wang Qiye. Wang Qiye also stretched out his right hand and waved vigorously.

"Senior sister, see you again if we are lucky."

"This time, Qingzhu Peak, Wang Qiye wins. Next time..."

Wang Qiye stood up only when there was no one in sight.

now

Happy like a child.

On the way back I still couldn't believe it.

Why did you kneel down just now? You made your senior sister kneel down with you, which was a big joke.

My senior sister is supposed to give in to me, oh, how can I face her next time!!!

As he was thinking this, his steps became light, he only wished he had an extra leg but not a pair of wings so he could jump three feet high.

During dinner, the boy met Li Erhu and Ma Gan in the cafeteria.

"Ma Gan, Li Erhu, I won a game!!!"

It was not until he repeated it once more that he realized something was wrong with the atmosphere, and he looked at the two people who were both heavy-hearted.

"What's going on here?"

"Ma Gan, Ma Gan, he got zero points."

In the end, it was Li Erhu who spoke.

"Weren't they all well-rehearsed? Or is the intelligence false?"

Wang Qiye was also shocked after hearing this. The excitement on his face disappeared and he couldn't believe it for a moment.

"Everything went as planned. In the end, the Green Fire Cave King Ke Xin was severely injured, but he refused to surrender. He took another hit and fell into the ring with Ma Gan. In the end, Ma Gan was the first to get out of the circle."

As he said this, Li Erhu punched the dining table.

When Wang Qiye heard this, he wanted to comfort Ma Gan, but he opened his mouth several times and no sound came out.

"It doesn't necessarily mean that Ma Gan is the only one who got zero!"

"The results are out. We have only two people from Qingzhu Peak who got zero results."

What is hell to heaven, and then from heaven to hell? Wang Qiye experienced it all today, and the feeling at this moment was like a basin of cold water poured over his head.