Shocked, our ancestors also had to go to kindergarten

Each of the ten arenas prepared in the Tianheng Sect is equipped with a protective shield for Yuanying stage masters.

So after the draw was completed that day, the battle began in the afternoon.

The main thing is efficiency.

They were the 40th to go on stage. The ring was not fixed and the referee would shout when it was their turn.

The fighting time of each arena is uncertain. The next pair will be called when the arena becomes vacant.

Ends when the sun sets.

After all, darkness blocks vision and makes it easy for someone to take advantage of the situation, so competitions are not held at night.

Not all monks can see at night.

Qin Huan took a few children to randomly pick an arena to watch, which happened to be the Thunder Sect, one of the top ten sects.

There are many sword cultivators in the Thunder Sect. After the ten disciples came on the field, it was really cool when they drew their swords in unison.

Moreover, their spiritual roots are different, so the color of the spiritual energy covering each sword is also different.

Gold, cyan, blue, all kinds of brilliant colors created a storm on the ring, it was like watching a special effects show.

Zhou Zhiruo's face was full of admiration, "Teacher, their swordsmanship is really good."

"You will definitely be able to do it in the future."

After all, she is a girl who can swing the sword hundreds of times every day. Her future achievements will not be in vain for her efforts.

There are three people using swords in the kindergarten.

Zhou Zhiruo carries a light sword, which is very thin and light.

Ying Zheng was also practicing sword skills. His sword was an ancient long sword, long and slightly heavy.

Wanyan Kang also used a sword, but it was a heavy sword. He said he liked the thrill of the burst of power.

Moreover, he has earth spiritual roots, and his skills are related to physical training, which makes him perfect for the job.

Ouyang Mingri's weapon is the zither. He is an excellent zither player and has the protection of eighteen bronze men. He only needs to play the zither to make sharp swords appear in the back to hurt people.

Zhao Linger's weapon is a ribbon.

An Lingrong chose an emerald green bow.

That's right, she learned the bow.

In fact, she herself didn't know what weapon was suitable for her. It was Patriarch Bodhi who recommended it to her based on her personal situation.

She is not suited to head-on combat.

***

It was not their turn on the first day.

Early the next morning, not long after the start of the day, I heard their names.

"The next match on the eighth stage will be between Wanshan Sect and Xingxing Kindergarten. Please ask the disciples of the two sects to quickly go to the eighth stage."

Qin Huanxin felt a little worried.

He immediately took the children there and reminded them again: "If something cannot be done, giving in temporarily is not cowardice. Remember not to be stubborn.

If we can fight, we will fight. If we can’t, we will just come here to learn and exchange ideas.”

I watched some sect competitions yesterday, my god, everyone was covered in blood.

It has to be said that Qin Huan, who already liked children, felt his heart break when he thought of the miserable appearance of his own children.

You know, some dark people not only defeat their opponents, but also torture them in a perverted way!

"Don't worry, teacher. We understand." Ouyang Mingri said with a smile.

Qin Huan: ...even more uneasy.

You don't look like someone who would back down.

Even though he was worried, Qin Huan still controlled himself.

It is said that a loving mother often has a spoiled child. It is a great opportunity for these children to be selected by the system.

She would not let her soft heart hinder their growth.

The system sends these children to the world of immortal cultivation, certainly not to experience the innocent happiness of kindergarten, but to become stronger and have a more meaningful life.

So even though she felt sorry for their young age, she never showed any mercy when it came to their education.

It's just that we pay special attention to their mental health.

Perhaps she was chosen because of her dual majors in early childhood education and child psychology.

On the stage, the two sides confronted each other.

On one side are adults who are over 1 years old, and on the other side are young children who are only about meter tall.

The disparity between the two sides is clearly evident.

Even though the babies were wearing magical weapons that could conceal their abilities, so what.

Given his age, even if he is a genius, it is impossible for him to have reached the tenth level of Qi training at the age of five.

Even if you start practicing from the womb, it won’t work.

You know, there are many people who have started practicing at the age of seven but have not yet established a foundation in their forties.

One can imagine how slow and difficult the training after the Qi training period will be.

The higher the level of cultivation, the harder it is to break each layer of shackles.

"Come on, place your bets. Buy and leave. I bet one and I lose one hundred."

Qin Huan suddenly heard someone shouting nearby and quickly leaned over to look.

It turns out that someone started a gambling game.

Everyone bet on Wanshan Sect to win, even though Xingxing Kindergarten had a higher odds.

!!!

Damn, that's extremely insulting.

Qin Huan angrily stepped forward and took out 10,000 spirit stones, piling them in front of the man, "Bet on Xingxing Kindergarten."

"Huh? Where did this idiot come from?"

"It's so funny, girl, you don't really think that those kids who are not even as tall as their thighs can defeat the Wanshan Sect, do you?"

"Stop talking. Didn't you see the robe he was wearing?"

The people who were mocking her then noticed that she was wearing the same robe as those babies.

When he thought that this person was the elder of the Xingxing Kindergarten, he dared not say a word.

A Yuanying stage cultivator can establish a third-rate family. They shout and mock those with low cultivation, but they dare not act presumptuously in front of these strong men.

Even if the power behind this strong man is very weak.

But it is a fact that her cultivation is higher than theirs.

The disciple who had just mocked him bowed his head and apologized with a red face: "I'm sorry, I was rude and gossiped. I hope you will forgive me this time."

"Your disciples are very talented. If they were not so young, they would have been able to beat the Wanshan Sect into a pulp."

"That's it."

"It's obvious that these kids have great talent, but the problem is that they are still young and haven't practiced for long."

The person who had just poured cold water on someone immediately changed his tone, fearing that he might have offended a powerful elder.

After all, they were just outer disciples of the Tianheng Sect who came to watch the fun.

Without a powerful master behind him, how dare he act so presumptuous?

Qin Huan didn't bother with them. She had heard worse things like this in modern times.

It's hard to calculate even if you really want to.

It is not realistic to kill a chicken to scare the monkeys when something goes too far and to want to cover everyone's mouths.

"Can I place a bet?"

The dealer quickly counted the spirit stones and said, "Senior, this is 10,000 low-grade spirit stones. This is your contract. If you win, you can use the contract to exchange for spirit stones at the Wanbao Chamber of Commerce."

"Yeah." Qin Huan took it and returned to his original seat.

The environment was noisy just now, but now it is much quieter.

However, the bets continued, and more and more people placed their spirit stones on Wanshan Sect.

The betting will not end until the two sides on the stage greet each other and start the competition.

"The grass is growing and the birds are flying!" An Lingrong was the first to use the first move of her martial arts.

The arena was instantly covered with wild grass with small white flowers in full bloom, and several yellow orioles flew out from the grass, circling in the air, making crisp chirping sounds.