Host, Please Don't Match Up with the Vicious Female

When Fang Hui walked out of the square, he could clearly feel the mocking eyes of those around him, and when he looked at the two people who left in front of him talking and laughing, the hatred in his heart became even clearer.

I actually lost.

Lost to a trash with five spirit roots.

Fang Hui clenched his fists, took a deep breath, and walked forward quickly.

Fang Ya and Fang Yi followed immediately.

"Brother Fang Hui, don't be angry, this time it's just that bitch's luck." Fang Yi said.

Fang Ya turned her head and glanced at Fang Yue, hoping that he would also come to comfort her, but Fang Yue turned the corner and left.

"Brother Fang Yue is too much, that bitch is already trying to kill brother Fang Hui, and he still wants to stand by the little bitch!" Fang Ya said, stomping her feet.

"Leave him alone." Fang Hui put his hands behind his back, "Let him do as he pleases, he will know that he made the wrong choice in the future."

Song Qi is now considered a half-celebrity. In order to avoid the crowds of others, he and Luo Shuyun went to a remote corner of the grove, took out a blanket and sat on the ground.

"By the way, are you now officially breaking up with the Fang family?"

"Yes." Song Qi nodded, "I want to change my name to Song Qi."

Luo Shuyun was a little puzzled: "What did you say you want to be called?"

The key parts have been silenced, and even the mouth has been mosaiced.

Luo Shuyun knew in her heart that Song Qi probably said her real name.

"It's nothing." Song Qi smiled disappointedly. Although he had guessed the result a long time ago, he still felt a little uncomfortable.

Why is it uncomfortable?

She used to think that the relationship between the two of them was like making friends online.

But her behavior like this clearly shows that their relationship is not so simple.

Thinking about it, her behavior during this time seemed really abnormal.

Song Qi took a bite of the pastry and decisively changed the subject: "What's this called?"

"The leader."

"what about this?"

"First."

Song Qi glanced at Luo Shuyun, and he could probably guess what the others were called: "It's the same as a deep-fried dough stick and two eggs."

"Even if it's simple, it's my blessing to you." Luo Shuyun sat cross-legged on the ground, looking at Song Qi with her elbows on her knees, "Eat them, and tomorrow you will be number one."

Song Qi glanced at it: "Yes."

After cultivating immortality, his digestive function seems to have improved a lot, and he didn't feel full after eating all of Song Qi.

After eating, Luo Shuyun sent Song Qi back to the yard.

Song Qi stood on the threshold and compared the heights of himself and Luo Shuyun: "It won't be long before I will be taller than you."

"Then go ahead." Luo Shuyun smiled and rubbed Song Qi's head, "I'll go first."

"Well, see you tomorrow."

After Luo Shuyun turned and left, her mind was full of "how to increase height".

After returning to the inner door, Luo Shuyun went to find her master.

"Master, is there any other way to make people grow taller?"

Elder He:? ? ?

"Aren't you already tall enough, how taller do you need to be?"

"A little higher."

Elder He gave Luo Shuyun a look: "No."

"You child, why do you want to think of it now?"

Luo Shuyun sighed.

"Also, you came just in time. What happened to that Fang Yaoyao? Her consciousness..."

"Master, she won't let me tell."

Elder He stared at Luo Shuyun for a while, then sighed: "I don't know what ecstasy soup she gave you. I used to listen to Master's words, but now I don't listen to anything."

Luo Shuyun lowered her head and did not speak.

"Spiritual consciousness is out of the body, and the cultivation of spiritual consciousness must be above the Golden Core." Elder He knocked on the table, "She is so confident that she will win the first place, and it is estimated that the cultivation of spiritual consciousness must be higher than that of Huashen."

Elder He glanced at Luo Shuyun, but there was no expression on Luo Shuyun's face.

"Forget it, I won't ask any more, I will find out anyway." Elder He waved his hand, "If her spiritual consciousness is higher than that of refinement, I won't be able to teach her."

Luo Shuyun was stunned for a moment, then raised her head to look at Elder He.

Elder He was just saying it casually, but seeing Luo Shuyun's reaction, his expression froze: "Is it really above refining the void?"

"Master, didn't you say it's okay not to ask?" Luo Shuyun bowed to Elder He, "Master, I have something else to do, so I will leave first."

Elder He shook his head. Speaking of which, he is indeed a little interested in Song Qi now. After all, it is the first time he has seen his apprentice like this, and the person who can make Luo Shuyun a little "popular" doesn't know what kind of god it is.

When the last 20 people are left on the field, a new lottery will start again.

Song Qi stood out among the group of inner disciples, and most people's eyes would be attracted to her.

She is undoubtedly the focus of this group arena.

"Do you think she can survive this round?"

"Who knows, probably not."

"Didn't she say that she has a very strong spiritual sense?"

"Right now, the rest are basically the proud of the heavens. Those people's spiritual consciousness can't be so easily broken through."

"Too."

"If she really becomes number one, this year's inner disciples will really be ashamed."

……

Song Qi had drawn the lottery, and the opponent was in the early stage of foundation establishment.

The two looked at each other, and there was a little inquiry in the other's eyes, but they didn't look too much, obviously they didn't take her seriously.

Ten groups of people, she is in the eighth group, if today's game is slower, she will have to wait until the next day to compete.

"Duanyang is the most talented in this generation of the Duan family, Huo Linggen, and the knife in his hand is called the Duanhong knife, which is an ancestral item of their Duan family." Seeing that Song Qi's competition was still early, Luo Shuyun arrived Come around her and talk to her.

Song Qi nodded.

"He can cut off your sword with a light touch." Luo Shuyun said, and then handed over her own sword, suggesting that you use mine.

"Are you not afraid that I will break your sword?"

Luo Shuyun smiled: "The grade of my Ningbi sword is the same as his, and the runes on the sword are made by my master for me, which is better than his, so don't be afraid of breaking it, even if it is in your hands You can only perform at [-]% of the level in your hands, which is better than your broken sword."

"Do you understand his spiritual mark?" Song Qi asked.

Luo Shuyun lowered her voice, and gestured to Song Qi with her eyes: "His imprint of spiritual consciousness was added by the Patriarch of their family. The master of the Duan family is in the middle stage of Void Refinement, and the imprint of spiritual consciousness is the highest in the late stage of Dzogchen, isn't it? Your spiritual opponent."

"it is good."

"Small realms may be challenged across levels, but large realms are basically impossible, and the distance between Mahayana and Nascent Soul is vast." Luo Shuyun patted Song Qi on the shoulder, "You can do it without worrying. "

Song Qi took a deep breath: "By the way, how do you compare the remaining five?"

"Draw lots, one bye, four people will compete, odd two will be eliminated, two will advance, the eliminated will compete again, the winner will compete with the previous bye, and the winner will enter the final round, the last The three of them have to fight each other once in a round, and the one who wins two rounds will be the first, and whoever can win the remaining two rounds will be the second." Luo Shuyun looked at Song Qi, "Do you understand?"

"Yeah." Song Qi nodded, "I probably understand, forget it, don't think about it, and it's not clear whether I will win or not."

"You will definitely win." Luo Shuyun smiled.

As soon as she finished speaking, there was a loud noise on the ring, followed by exclamations from the onlookers.

Song Qi looked and noticed that one person had fallen down on the stage, and the other standing person was covered in blood.

Luo Shuyun frowned: "This person is the one in the middle stage of foundation establishment."

An elder came to the stage to check. Although the man was not dead, he was almost dead.

"This man is really ruthless."

"Yeah." Luo Shuyun frowned, "His name is Feng Tuo, he is from the Feng family, he is ten years old this year, and he is an illegitimate child. Because of his talent, he was invited back by the Feng family. I am willing to let a child live alone outside, but everyone knows exactly why.”

Feng Tuo stood on the platform and stepped off the stage after the result was announced, without even looking at the people on the ground.

Song Qi looked at Feng Tuo and felt that this person was somewhat familiar, so she knocked on the table.

When Feng Tuo walked halfway, he turned his head and glanced back, his speed was very fast, but Song Qi still felt that this person was looking at her.

Her eyes fell on Feng Tuo, and as he walked away,

"You will definitely fight against him. If you can't compare, it's better to admit defeat directly. The imprint of this person's spiritual consciousness should be left by the suzerain of the Feng family, and the suzerain of the Feng family is in the middle stage of Mahayana."

"Yeah." Song Qi nodded.

The speed of the game this time was quite fast, and it was not evening yet when Song Qi played.

The two stood on the ring and looked at each other.

In the time of three breaths, there was a change in the air.

Externalization of consciousness.

The spiritual consciousness of the head of the Duan family and the spiritual consciousness of Song Qi.

Duan Yang sat on the ground, staring at Song Qi with his eyes wide open, his face was extremely ugly, he originally wanted to take advantage of the externalization of Song Qi's spiritual consciousness to attack Song Qi, but as long as he left the position under the spiritual consciousness of the Patriarch of the Duan family, he would Feel like a splitting headache.

Song Qi's moves were still simple and rude, he went up and directly grabbed an arm of the Patriarch of the Duan family, without any hesitation, he directly tore it to pieces.

Although there is no blood, the scene is still bloody.

"Patriarch Duan, your imprint of spiritual consciousness can't beat me. If I smash the imprint directly, you will be affected. How about letting Duanyang surrender?" Song Qi looked at Patriarch Duan with a smile.

The Patriarch of the Duan family clearly felt the pain from his arm just now. He couldn't control the movement of the imprint, but he could still feel the pain of the other party, the feeling of being suppressed.

The coercion of that consciousness.

Duan Yang looked up at the head of the Duan family, he didn't want to give up, he had already spit out a mouthful of blood.

Seeing Duanyang's appearance, the Patriarch of the Duan family couldn't help but say: "It's just a mark, Duanyang, you can decide for yourself, I'm fine."

"Admit defeat." Song Qi looked at Duanyang, "If you break up your patriarch's mark, he will suffer more than you, because I just made you dizzy, it's not for you, it's for your patriarch, no Someone will blame you for admitting defeat."

Duanyang glanced at Song Qi, then looked up at the imprint.

It was very quiet.

"I admit defeat." Duanyang lowered his head.

Song Qi let go of his hands at once, regained consciousness, patted his clothes, looked at Duanyang, the child looked shocked: "I have suffered more than you, and it is normal for my consciousness to be better than you. Why do you have to?"

"Oh." Duanyang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, dragged his sword, glanced at Song Qi, jumped off the ring, very calm, but after walking a few steps, he still couldn't help crying.

Song Qi: ...

He was still a kid after all.

The Patriarch of the Duan family was a little helpless, and pulled Duan Yang over.