The gloomy and crazy Master is drooling over me

"The third game!"

"Yu Fu Mountain, Yu Mian! Yes! Han Guang Mountain, Lu Feng!"

The battlefield that had just been crushed by the huge force was restored to its original state by the elder on the throne with a wave of his hand. The losing disciple was carried down and the blood on the ground was washed away in one fell swoop.

Although the Jindan stage battle does not have the ability to move mountains and fill the sea like the Yuanying stage, the combat power should not be underestimated.

Yu Mian watched two games from below. Although he felt that their movements seemed a bit slow compared to the golden armor puppet, and their attacks were not ruthless enough, they were still fierce and awesome!

But she was still a little nervous, because now it was really her turn.

She stepped onto the stage with Moon Steps. The disciples who were watching and learning were stunned for a moment, and then their whispers became louder. It was obvious that they did not care about the battle between a Jindan and a foundation-building cultivator.

But I was particularly curious about the name of Yufu Mountain, because that was the mountain where Venerable Huaici lived.

When Lu Feng, who was playing on the opposite side, heard the name Yu Fushan Yu Mian, he was stunned at first, and then he was secretly happy!

Is this the Yu Mian who bullied his fifteenth junior fellow apprentice Lu Chuan and later sought the help of Master Huai Ci to hurt Master? !

After that, the master went into seclusion and did not come out, making life increasingly difficult for his disciples at Hanguang Mountain.

Unexpectedly, it fell into my hands!

Yu Mian listened to Han Guangshan and it sounded familiar, but he couldn't remember where it was.

Never mind, just fight first and talk later.

She was about to nod in greeting, but the moment she lowered her head, she saw a cold light coming from the right to the left. Yu Mian quickly lowered her body to avoid it, then took out her spear and turned it over her back to block the attack.

Don't talk about martial arts!

He took two steps back and looked at the man opposite him holding two cold scimitars. He was using a two-handed weapon!

However, the speed of using a knife is not as fast as that of the golden armored puppet using a golden hammer.

so slow……

"Haha, junior sister, do you still remember the little disciple Lu Chuan whom you bullied?" Lu Feng turned the scimitar with both hands and said something ambiguous.

Yu Mian didn’t understand what the deer or pig wore. She didn’t recognize him. Did he have a brain disease or was he suffering from delusions?

"Don't say any more, come again!" She was too lazy to argue, and the cold light of the gun stabbed, and the tip of the gun was almost impossible to detect with the naked eye.

The gun body carried a cone-shaped gust of wind, tearing open the surrounding space, with a domineering and unstoppable momentum.

Lu Feng's heart, which had originally underestimated the enemy, suddenly tensed up. If he didn't dodge, he would really get hurt!

He was about to dodge sideways, but found that his body seemed to be locked and he couldn't keep up with the speed.

Yu Mian pointed the tip of his gun directly at the throat, wanting to take the man's life without mercy.

The restless and relaxed gazes of the Jindan disciples on the field were immediately attracted. They frowned and cursed inwardly, "What is Lu Feng doing?"

Why don't you dodge?!

It's a disgrace to the Jindan stage.

At the critical moment, Yu Mian looked at the man as if he was made of wood, his pupils shrank, and he slightly shifted the tip of the gun, piercing through a little of his collar and going straight through his shoulder.

She moved closer and punched the man through the heart with a piercing palm, knocking him back several meters.

"Why don't you get out of the way?" She was even afraid that this man might have reached the Jindan stage through taking elixirs.

Why is it so watery?

Lu Feng was pushed back several meters, his mind was shaken, and he looked at Yu Mian with eyes full of vigilance, "But seeing that you are in the foundation building stage, I will only let you have one move!"

"Then continue!" Yu Mian believed it for the time being. After all, even a pig could avoid this simple stabbing action.

This senior brother is quite nice.

"You don't have to give in, just go all out." Every word Yu Mian said was heart-piercing, and Lu Feng on the opposite side blushed when he heard it. What did he mean by giving in? He couldn't avoid it at all.

However, in this case, the spiritual energy strength and magic skills of the foundation-building disciples are certainly not as good as mine.

He stomped the ground with one foot, Frost Domain!

Snowflakes suddenly floated on the field and the ground froze into ice. Lu Feng turned into a phantom and hid behind the wind and snow, wrapping his body behind Yu Mian.

Kill with a calm mind!

The powerful frosty air wrapped around the blade has the ability to instantly freeze the monk's blood vessels, and the ice chips can pierce his internal organs, causing excruciating pain.

There was a determination in his eyes. Even if he couldn't kill her, at least he could make her suffer a fate worse than death for a while.

Cut it down with one knife.

!! ?

In front of him was a cold blizzard, the wind cutting through the snow like a knife, tearing the ground apart, and spreading all the way to the edge of the stage.

Lu Feng felt a strong sense of uneasiness in his heart, and protected his back with the knife in his left hand.

When he raised his head, the tip of the gun that was breaking through the air and striking the rain was infinitely magnified in his pupils, like thunder rolling down from the sky.

The owner of the gun frowned again, and then changed the stabbing to pulling.

A spear and stick came from behind, knocking the man off the fighting stage, and his body fell into the formation protecting the spectator seats below the stage.

Yu Mian felt a little embarrassed standing on the stage, and came to the edge of the stage and shouted: "Brother, I'm sorry, I told you not to let me win, I'll win this round!"

She heaved a sigh of relief, thinking that the Jindan disciple was too courageous. He didn't even know to hide in the critical moment. Although her strength might not be enough, this magic weapon was not.

It really can be skewered.

Lu Feng, whose internal organs were dislocated by the beating, couldn't utter a word. Trembling, he took out the pill from his Qiankun bag and swallowed it. He didn't dare to look back. He waved his hand, turned around and forced himself to leave.

After hearing what he said, a small number of Jindan disciples on the stage understood that he was actually a gentleman!

Good job bro!

But anyone with a little insight could see that moment, it was so fast that there was no time to blink, and many people who put themselves in that scene couldn't help but shudder.

Moreover, this junior sister hasn’t used any tricks yet!

Wow, you are worthy of being the disciple of Venerable Huai Ci!

Many disciples looked at the leaf cards of other disciples in their hands, silently came to the backcourt and pressed Yu Mian.

This is called risk hedging...

Yu Mian raised his thumb and gestured to Sheng Qing who was looking at him.

At a distance of nearly 100 meters, Sheng Qing nodded slightly, then pursed his lips, weakening his presence by several levels.

Then she slowly stretched out her right hand from the sleeve of her crimson purple pleated skirt, and, imitating Yu Mian's example, raised her thumb hesitantly.

Still okay...

Disciple, you still need more encouragement...

Ok……

When Yu Mian saw Sheng Qing's response, he grinned in surprise, raised the cinnabar pen and paper he had secretly prepared, and started drawing.

Behind him, the elder came on stage and started speaking, restoring the damaged arena.

"Yu Fushan Yumian wins!"

After hearing the verdict, Yu Mian happily jumped off the stage, added details on the side, and then put them into the Qiankun bag specially used for drawing small portraits.

After successfully winning the game, Yu Mian felt that the 300 merit points were not wasted and had been earned back.

Winning a game means getting a point, and you can choose to fight again, or leave and come back tomorrow.

Most disciples would come back the next day when their spiritual power was exhausted or they had an epiphany during battle.

But Yu Mian felt that he was fine. The spiritual power he had just lost was replenished after two breaths.

She then went to find the elder again with a smile and handed the token to him.

The elder still looked at her and then put her in the row.

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