Offering my divine power to break my karma

When Ling arrived at the Jindan arena, his second senior brother Hua Yanjun's fight in the ring had not yet ended.

On the ring, Hua Yanjun, dressed in a fiery red robe and holding a red folding fan, was fighting fiercely with his opponent.

The red dress fluttering in the wind made him look full of vigor, handsome, impetuous, and coquettish...

zero:"……"

Ling stood quietly under the ring and watched Hua Yanjun fight while exuding his charm unscrupulously and inhumanely, just like... a peacock.

zero:"……"

Very good, I was really excited.

Trying hard to ignore the coquettish smell coming from a certain peacock, Zero carefully observed the moves of the two fighters on the ring.

After a few minutes, Ling rubbed his brows.

Very good, the feeling of helplessness of seeing the child unable to find the correct answer comes back again.

On the ring, Hua Yanjun fought back and forth with his opponent, and they found each other's flaws several times, but both sides would quickly avoid them.

Zero, who was watching the fight between the two men below the ring, felt like he was watching it in slow motion.

Slow, too slow, the speed of the attack was too slow, so slow that Zero had the illusion that he could do it too.

Of course, this is just an illusion.

The suppression of cultivation levels between cultivators is still very strong. If she, a rookie in the late foundation building stage, really faces a cultivator in the middle golden elixir stage, even if she can see the opponent's flaws, if she wants to attack the opponent, it depends on whether she can break through the opponent's realm suppression.

However, if he were to face an opponent of the same level of cultivation, he would be 80% sure that he could end the match in the shortest possible time.

He is not like Hua Yanjun, who discovered the opponent's weakness but was unable to defeat the enemy with one move.

While Ling was thinking about all sorts of things, the match on the ring ended, and Hua Yanjun was the winner without any surprise.

On the ring, Hua Yanjun gracefully performed a cleansing spell on himself to remove the dust that was on his body from the fight.

Then, a certain peacock put away his magic weapon, took out the fan he often used from the storage space, unfolded the fan, and began to fan it non-stop in an extremely coquettish manner.

While fanning, a certain peacock did not forget to cast a charming glance at the female disciples who were watching. That coquettish look really seemed to deserve a beating.

The male disciples around him couldn't help but clench their fists when they saw him behaving like this, feeling disgusted and envious at the same time.

Of course, there were also some male disciples with male sexual orientation. When they saw Senior Brother Hua’s seductive eyes, even though they were not directed at them, they still couldn’t help but blushing.

Although Senior Brother Hua is a bit ostentatious, coquettish, and shameless, it must be said that Senior Brother Hua's face is truly too enchanting.

……

Hua Yanjun was walking down the stage in an elegant manner, enjoying the admiring gazes of the beautiful female disciples around him, when he suddenly saw a familiar figure out of the corner of his eye.

Seeing this Third Junior Sister whom he seldom interacted with, Hua Yanjun raised his eyebrows, blinked his beautiful peach blossom eyes, raised the corners of his mouth mischievously, walked forward, and opened his mouth:

"Xiao Ling'er~~~..."

Zero who is thinking about life: "?!..."

Damn! Who is calling the soul? ! ! !

Although Hua Yanjun's voice was pleasant, his tone was always frivolous and even asked for a beating. Ling looked up and met Hua Yanjun's peach blossom eyes that were constantly sparking...

Those eyes kept blinking, and from time to time they threw a seductive look, which was really painful to the eyes.

Although he was offended, he still bowed respectfully.

"Second senior brother."

Looking at the third junior sister in front of him who was too respectful but not close enough to his second senior brother, Hua Yanjun couldn't help but want to tease this junior sister.

"Why is Xiao Ling'er here, brother? Have you finished your own fight in the ring?"

Hearing the call of "Xiao Ling'er", Ling shook off the goose bumps on his body without making any expression.

Well, I always feel that the second brother in front of me deserves a beating even more.

"I've finished my fight. Come over here to watch the battle of the Jindan cultivators and gain some experience."

"Xiao Ling'er finished the fight so quickly, did Xiao Ling'er win?"

"Won."

Hua Yanjun was not surprised to hear Ling say that he won.

Although he was not familiar with this Third Junior Sister, they had never fought each other.

But the fact that she had reached the late stage of foundation building at the age of 15 and could pass through nine levels of sword formation in a row was enough to prove that her talent and comprehension were excellent. It would be easy for such a person to win a match in the foundation building stage.

However, seeing how the third sister answered the question in a serious manner, Hua Yanjun couldn't help but ask:

"What do you think, Xiao Ling'er, after watching Senior Brother's game? What experience did you gain?"

Facing Hua Yanjun's peach blossom eyes that were full of affection even when looking at a pile of shit, and hearing Xiao Ling'er's repeated calls, Ling narrowed his beautiful phoenix eyes and said in an extremely calm and sincere tone:

"My thoughts..."

Hua Yanjun blinked his peach blossom eyes, his face full of expectation. Those eyes seemed to be saying:

Praise me quickly! Praise me quickly!

Zero lip hook:

"Well, Second Brother, this match could have ended earlier."

Hua Yanjun paused in pretending to be expectant, and narrowed his beautiful peach blossom eyes.

"However, Second Brother clearly found the opponent's weakness several times, but because his attack speed was too slow, he missed several opportunities to subdue the opponent with one move."

"So, Second Brother has a lot of room for improvement."

After saying that, Ling smiled sincerely at Hua Yanjun.

Hua Yanjun: “?”

Hua Yanjun: "!"

Hua Yanjun: “…”

Hua Yanjun stopped fanning himself endlessly, the bohemian smile on his face disappeared, and the endless charm he radiated was gone.

Although Hua Yanjun couldn't see Ling's smiling face due to the mask, he was sure through the pair of smiling almond-shaped eyes that the face behind the mask must be smiling in a very annoying way.

Hua Yanjun gritted his teeth and said in a chilly tone:

"Really? That Third Junior Sister is really observant and meticulous."

The last few words were spoken with some emphasis, with a hint of gnashing of teeth.

"Thank you for the compliment, Second Brother."

Zero responded calmly without any fear.

Hua Yanjun: “.”

My hands are itching to hit my junior sister.

Ling: My magnetic field is not compatible with that of Second Brother. I will definitely beat him up when I get the chance in the future. This peacock really looks like he deserves a beating.

The peach blossom eyes and the phoenix eyes, each beautiful in their own way, looked at each other from a distance, and the air was crackling and sparks flew.

"Senior sister, senior sister."

"Hey, Second Brother, you're here too."

The lively and cheerful voice of a certain heroine came from not far away, interrupting the brother and sister who were about to kill each other, and temporarily stabilized the shaky brother-sister relationship.

Hearing the voice of his lovely little junior sister, the chilly expression on Hua Yanjun's face disappeared. He quickly tidied his appearance, turned around, unfolded his folding fan again, and walked towards his lovely little junior sister with a charming and gentle smile.

Zero, who witnessed the entire process of someone's facial change, was speechless. He rolled his eyes, then turned and walked towards a certain heroine.