[Quick Transmigration] skyrocketing

In one morning, the 100 winners all came out.Yan Bing's number is No. 53, and the person who is fighting against him is No. 48 heroine Meng Yao.

After resting for a day, they will go up to compete according to their numbers the next day, and their battle videos will also be uploaded to the square of the main hall for everyone to watch.

It was already afternoon when it was Yan Bing's turn, he pulled his hood and walked slowly onto the stage.The hostess had already set her posture in full battle, waiting for Yan Bing to attack.

A burst of colorless poisonous gas slowly spread on the ring, and the rest of the people saw that Meng Yao seemed to be drunk, staggering and unsteady.

After a while, Meng Yao finally fell down.Yan Bing's battle can be said to be one of the fastest to end. Instead of caring about the heroine, she jumped off the ring directly.

Immediately, several other healing monks began to treat Meng Yao, and they all breathed a sigh of relief when they found that it was just the poisonous gas of hallucinations and drunken dreams.

Simply because this poisonous cultivator is still humane, he didn't use any more violent poison to leave scars on this girl's body.

Yan Bing, on the other hand, doesn't want to have any enmity with the future hero and heroine. Although he is not afraid of them, their aura of pig feet still makes him helpless.

The 25 winners will decide 25 winners within one afternoon, and the 24 winners who win the most miserable last place will be eliminated, leaving [-] monks to fight again the next day.

At the last match of the night, it was Yan Bing's turn to fight with a monk from Fenglinggen.Because most people wanted to know Yan Bing's hole cards, they didn't leave, but watched the last match.

Yan Bing could clearly see the person opposite through the hood, because the cloak was a magic weapon.People outside cannot see inside, but people inside can clearly see people outside.

Holding it with one hand, a whip made of ice spells appeared inside the cloak.Then Yan Bing seemed to disappear suddenly, and disappeared in front of the monk Feng Linggen.

Cultivator Feng Linggen knew that it was the opponent's poisonous mist again, so he simply closed his eyes and used his ears to distinguish the enemy's direction.

After Yan Bing saw what Brother Feng Linggen did, he waved his whip directly.The whip shadows were densely woven into a net, covering towards the monk Feng Linggen.

Cultivator Feng Linggen sensed that the attack was coming towards him, he quickly condensed the wind into a knife, and swung it towards the center of the whip shadow.When the wind knife touched the whip shadow, it paused for a moment, and then it was smashed into pieces.

Cultivator Feng Linggen escaped from the pause at the moment the knife was broken.Yan Bing continued to wave the whip, feeling that one whip was not enjoyable enough, so he condensed another poisonous whip on his left hand.

With both whips down, monk Feng Linggen was left alone, complaining in his heart, but he didn't want to admit defeat, so he had to keep dodging.Yan Bing saw that this Fenglinggen cultivator was so ignorant, so he directly cast a large spell.

The rain of ice skates fell on the ring, and when the fog cleared, they saw monk Feng Linggen lying on the ground, his life and death were unknown, but judging from the dense number of ice skates on his body, he should be seriously injured.

With a cold snort, he jumped off the ring directly.He walked towards his own tree nest, and when he got under the tree, he jumped nimbly.He jumped up the tree and lay down in the tree hole he dug.

Seeing this, the others shook their heads and scattered.I still haven't seen Yan Bing's moves, but just looking at the injured person, I know that the other party has a high attainment in the ice system.

Although densely packed ice skates were inserted all over his body, none of them were inserted into his dantian, aorta, etc.It can be seen that the opponent's precision and the tacit understanding of spells are already very high.

The rest of them were also monster-level people, and they looked at each other, knowing that they had met their opponents.But he wasn't cowardly. Instead, he waited for the next day with high spirits.

In the early morning, the crisp birdsong woke up the meditated monks.The remaining twelve monks each drank some water and cleaned themselves.They all waited for the elders to announce their competition today.

Elder Lu Hua also came here soon, looked at the state of these disciples with satisfaction, and directly announced, "You don't need to compete one-on-one today."

"The headmaster told me just now that there is going to be a brawl. That is to say, the twelve of you will enter the ring together later, attack each other, and rank according to the time when you fell down."

"Okay, let me take you to the arena first. The venue for your competition today is the big arena, which is wide enough for you to put your skills to good use."

After waving his sleeves, Yan Bing and the others were taken off the ground.Floating in the air and galloping towards the arena.Yan Bing could see a golden spell tied around his waist.

It is estimated that this is why they were taken away from the ground without the need for flying instruments.Cultivators below Jindan cannot fly in the air, because their mana is not enough to support them to fly.

But if it is a flying weapon, it can fly, but the speed is too slow.So this is why Elder Lu Hua took them personally.

When I arrived at the big arena, I found that the surroundings of the arena were full of disciples, all sitting quietly waiting for them.Yan Bing discovered that the outer disciples in the sect had disciples in the refining stage, but most of them were very young.Probably less than ten years old.

The 12 of them were thrown down from the air, and for a while, the 12 of them each showed their magical powers and fell towards the ground.There are even some people who start attacking others in the air.

There were three monks attacking Yan Bing together, but Yan Bing just used the old tactics.Let the poisonous mist cover their figures and make their limitations smaller.

After a cup of tea, the poisonous mist disappeared, Yan Bing's whole body was intact, and the other three fell to the ground.At the same time, the other two also dealt with the monks who wanted to consume their strength by besieging them.

The three of them stood on one side, and one of them, who looked very fierce, said, "Let's introduce first, my name is Jia Shusheng, and I am eighteen this year." He touched his head as he spoke, and instead of being arrogant, he looked a little silly.

A very elegant-looking monk waved his fan and said, "This is Zhang Chen, twenty this year."

Yan Bing saw the eyes of the two looking at him, "Yan Bing, 16 years old."

Jia Shusheng looked at Yan Bing in surprise and said, "My brother is so young. I thought you were the oldest here. It turns out that Zhang Chen is the oldest."

Yan Bing replied hoarsely, "I thought you were close to 30 years old, but I didn't expect that you didn't even have a weak crown."

Zhang Chen smiled wryly, "I thought I was the youngest among us, but now I realize that I am the oldest. Alas, time really doesn't forgive people."

"However, little brother Yan Bing, why don't you show your true colors to others, do you have enemies?"

Yan Bing said sullenly, "I saw that most of the poisonous cultivators would dress like this. I thought it was a sign of Duxiu, so I also wore it."

As he spoke, he tied the hood and saw that Yan Bing's face was not corroded by the poisonous gas, but was still very handsome.Jia Shusheng slammed his mouth, "Oh, little brother Yan Bing has grown up like this, I can't bear to do it."

Yan Bing sarcastically said, "Don't you have the same name as you, 'fake scholar', I thought you were sick and weak, but I didn't expect you to look like this..."

Zhang Chen quickly persuaded, "Hey, don't talk about it, let's think about who should fight with whom."

Yan Bing replied directly, "After beating the two of you, I will feel at ease."

After finishing speaking, he condensed his soldiers into a big hammer and smashed it down on the two of them from the top of their heads. "The response is very fast."

Then Yan Bing's weapons were all weird, and each of them looked like kitchen utensils.

Shovels, spoons, pans, and cauldrons all went to attack the two of them.Once, Jia Shusheng was slapped with two frying pans. Up to now, he dare not use the frying pans, for fear of being hit again.

A fat man on the periphery sighed, "How much you love to eat, since you use kitchen utensils as weapons. But it's pretty easy to use."

After being knocked several times, Zhang Chen took the initiative to admit defeat, "Stop, I admit defeat, if I continue to hit, I will be disfigured!"

Only then did Yan Bing look at the face that was hit by him with a shovel. Now half of his face is fine, and the other half is swollen as if he was stung by a wasp.Jia Shusheng immediately gave in, "Brother, brother, I was wrong, can you stop chasing me and beating me! My face is so swollen that I can't see the way, I give up!"

While speaking, he rubbed his spanked buttocks and gasped from time to time.Out of anger, Yan Bing put all his weapons back, and only then gloated at the miserable situation of the two of them.

The onlookers had only one thought in their hearts, 'Emma, ​​so cruel!This is directly frying people as vegetables!They won't mess with this person if they mess with anyone, it's scary. '

Jia Shusheng touched his face lightly, "Hiss~ You beat my face so swollen that I squeezed out my eyes, you should pay me."

Yan Bing took out the frying pan silently, and Jia Shusheng suddenly acted stupidly, "Hahaha, little brother Yan Bing, whoever we two is yours, mine is yours, yours is yours, There is no need to lose money."

Zhang Chen covered his other half of his face and rolled his eyes, "You deserve it, you are a typical example of remembering money but not beating."

Elder Lu Hua coughed, "Okay, No.1 in this ranking is Yan Bing, No.2 is Jia Shusheng, and No.3 is Zhang Chen."

Yan Bing suddenly discovered that his mother often chased and beat his father with a shovel, which was not unreasonable.But with a shovel, he saves money, hits people and hurts, and doesn't feel bad if it breaks.

Tsk, suddenly I feel sorry for my father.

The top ten were taken to the main hall, and the headmaster looked at Yan Bing and suddenly had the illusion that he was looking at his daughter, "He is just like her mother, they both like to beat people with kitchen utensils." '

Yan Bing was taken in by the sect leader, while Zhang Chen and Jia Shusheng were taken in by the second elder.After receiving the apprentice, the master took the apprentice directly to his bedroom.

"Is your mother doing well now?"

When Yan Bing saw the longing in the head's eyes, he knew that the head was forgiving her mother for falling in love with a mortal.Yan Bing replied, "My mother is doing well now, and she can break a spatula every three days."

As soon as the headmaster heard this sentence, he knew that his daughter was living a very good life now.But as long as he thought that the person his daughter drew back was his son-in-law, he didn't know why he felt a sense of relief.

If you draw well, even the old man's daughter dares to abduct, so you must be prepared to be injured.The head of the sect secretly thought, if it wasn't for Yan Bing standing here, he would have laughed wildly with his hips on his hips.

"Mother said, 'It's the daughter's unfilial piety, which made the father worry'."

Hearing this, the headmaster involuntarily pulled off a few beards, "Oh, it hurts, the old man's beard..." I wanted to say it, but when I realized that I was not alone at home, I quickly cut it off. Later words.

Seeing Yan Bing's eyes looking at him, the headmaster coughed awkwardly, "Hey, you are the third disciple of this old man, and there are two senior brothers in front of you, but one is still in retreat and the other is practicing outside, so for the time being you I can't see it."

"From now on, you should live in the back mountain. Although I don't know what kind of exercise you practice, you definitely prefer cold places. There is a cold prison in the back mountain."

"All the disciples who violated the rules of the sect are locked there. Because it is covered with ice and snow all year round, it should be beneficial to your practice."

"Okay, go there now and see if you are satisfied. If you are not satisfied, I will change it for you. You can go out first."

Yan Bing withdrew and was led by the little boy beside him to the back mountain.When walking out of the yard, Yan Bing seemed to hear a suppressed cry coming from the headmaster's room.

Seeing this, Xiaotong explained helplessly, "Since Miss left, the head of the sect has always been like this from time to time. Don't worry, it's normal. Cry for a while and stop crying."

Hearing this, Yan Bing understood. Although the head of the sect looked like an old naughty boy, he was actually just hiding his pain in a place where others could not see it.

When he arrived at the back mountain, Yan Bing saw the snow-covered mountains.Unlike the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers in front of the mountain, the environment in the back mountain is very cold.When Yan Bing's kung fu reached here, he unconsciously accelerated his operation, and nodded in satisfaction.

"Go back and tell the head, I am very satisfied with the environment here." Xiao Tong nodded, saluted, and retreated.

Seeing the environment here, Yan Bing immediately began to use ice-type exercises.One after another ice thorns pierced the ground, and after a while a house appeared.

Although it is not big, it also contains everything.Books frozen in ice rose from the ground, decorating the surroundings of the house.As soon as the wind blows the ice crystals on the tree, you will think of it, and it sounds so good.

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