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Chapter 127 Xin Suifeng

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Two hundred disciples climbed the 100 ring, and Qin Shuang didn't know these people, but knew that Mei Lin and others did not play. This was the first time Qin Shuang watched such a grand cultivator competition. Not to mention anything else, just talking about this magnificent scene, it was much better than the martial arts competition. However, after watching two games, Qin Shuang lost interest. It was really that these cultivators who played were too weak. The two games did not exceed the seventh level of the Qi Refining Stage.

"Senior Brother Xin is on stage!"

Suddenly, there was a noise in the crowd. Qin Shuang looked along the eyes of everyone and saw a young man in white robe standing on the No. 3 ring. His eyebrows were like swords, and his temples were slanted, with his starry eyes shining brightly.

"Senior Brother Xin? Could it be Xin Suifeng?"

At this moment, a monk flew onto the ring, smiled bitterly on his face, bowed to the young man in white robe:

"I admit defeat!"

"Take it!" said the young man in white robe indifferently, and flew off the ring with a swing of his sleeve.

"It's just... it's over?"

Qin Shuang stretched out a finger and gently poked a monk in front of him and said:

"This senior brother, is that senior brother Xin Suifeng?"

The man looked back at Qin Shuang and found that he didn't know him. He said with a hint of pride on his face:

"You don't even know Senior Brother Xin?"

That expression and tone seemed to not knowing how big a mistake Xin Suifeng had made. Before Qin Shuang could answer, she continued:

"A newcomer?"

"Yes!" Qin Shuang nodded honestly: "I just entered the sect for a few months."

Seeing Qin Shuang being honest, the man's face slowed down and showed a hint of concern: "When you go to the ring, it's best to admit defeat."

"This...isn't it good?" Qin Shuang said angrily: "Isn't this competition a training for us?"

"Of course, it's for people with cultivation and strength. Newcomers like you are just going up and going through a formality. If you don't admit defeat, you will be injured, which will affect your cultivation. In fact, it's good to have more newcomers below to see."

"Oh!" Qin Shuang nodded.

The man stopped talking and began to watch the game intently. Xin Suifeng's on-stage also made Qin Shuang more interested. He searched the crowd and found that Xin Suifeng was gone. The next game lost its highlights, but there were disciples from the eighth and ninth levels of the Qi Refining Period occasionally appearing.

Seeing that the fifth scene had begun, Qin Shuang squeezed forward. The disciple said just now:

"now you?"

"Um!"

"Remember to admit defeat!"

"oh!"

When the people around heard the conversation between them and saw that Qin Shuang was a strange face, they all shook their heads and dodged a way for Qin Shuang. Qin Shuang came to the ring and waited quietly. The cultivators on this ring were all the same strength, and they fought extremely fiercely, with various magical spells. It took half an hour to end the round.

Qin Shuang jumped onto the fourteenth arena. As soon as Luo Wen saw a figure falling opposite her, bowing to Qin Shuang and saying:

"Tang Kong!"

"The moon is endless!" Qin Shuang bowed and returned the greeting.

"That's Yue Wuquan?" A strong man with red hair looked at the ring with his eyes.

A monk next to him nodded quickly and said, "Senior Brother Chihua, it's her."

"please!"

"please!"

At this time, Tang Kong had already sacrificed the flying sword, hanging above his head, with the tip of the sword facing Qinshuang. Qinshuang also sacrificed the moon spirit wheel and hovered around his body. Chi Hua couldn't help but feel relieved when he saw Qinshuang's moon spirit wheel was just a low-grade magic weapon. It seemed that Yue Wujin had no background and his strength would not be much stronger, otherwise he would not only use one low-grade magic weapon. As long as he had strong strength, he could also exchange for a high-grade magic weapon by relying on hunting monsters. Just when he thought that Qinshuang was not strong, he defeated his subordinates repeatedly, he felt unhappy. He glanced at his subordinates around and snorted heavily.

"Swoosh..."

Tang Kong's figure flew backwards and released the green wood armor at the same time. Qin Shuang did not build the green wood armor, but rushed towards the other party, and at the same time, the Yusui Yue Jinglun roared towards the other party.

This moment.

Everyone who saw this scene was stunned, it was too contrary to their perception.

How can this be done?

Didn’t she know that the monk’s body is fragile and needs to be defended first?

If you do this, once the attack is unfavorable and the opponent is counterattacked, wouldn’t it be defeated if you counterattack?

Who is this?

So no combat experience?

Under the ring, the male cultivator who had just made Qin doubles count just now could not help but smile bitterly and shook his head, and said in his heart:

"What a young man!"

On the ring.

Tang Kong was also stunned. He never thought that Qin Shuang would choose this kind of playing style, and he had never encountered it!

His cultivation was not as good as Qin Shuang. When he was stunned, he completely lost his chance. Qin Shuang's moon spirit wheel had already stopped at his throat.

Tang Kong's eyes showed a strong unwillingness. The two sides fought too quickly, with only one move. So he didn't think that his cultivation was not as good as the other party, but he thought that he had been taken advantage of by the other party. He glared at Qin Shuang unwillingly and put away the Fei Jiandao:

"I admit defeat!"

"Give up!"

Qin Shuang took back the moon spirit wheel, flew under the ring, and left the Dabi area directly. Chi Hua looked at Qin Shuang's departure back, then looked across his surroundings and said:

"You guys lost to such a young man?"

The monks around all lowered their heads, Chi Hua snorted coldly, "It would be a waste of my time to let me watch such a young warrior. If Xin Suifeng and the others knew, my face would be thrown away by you."

After saying that, he turned around and left with a gloomy face.

Qin Shuang soon arrived at the forest of the inner disciples. After checking that there was no one around, she flew up to a big tree, turned the demon-suppressing tower into a piece of dust, flashed into the demon-suppressing tower, and began another round of cultivation.

Forty days have passed in the Demon-Suppressing Tower, and ten days have passed outside.

Qin Shuang came out of the Demon-Suppressing Tower again. At this time, her body had already tempered a 1 zhang silk thread, and the wooden clone tempered a 5 zhang six water thread.

"I don't know how much Chival's waterline is tempered."

As soon as the thought moved, the moon spirit wheel circled out, Qin stepped on the moon spirit wheel with her feet and flew towards the land of the Great Bi.

At this time, the last game of the first round was being held on the ring. Qin Shuang fell into the crowd and looked at the ring. About half an hour later, the last game ended. More than 20,000 people eliminated half of them, leaving only more than 10,000. Next, the second round was held, and more than 10,000 people fought again and eliminated half of them. This process took about six days. Qin Shuang was No. 1028. It will be her turn this third game. So she squeezed towards the edge of the ring in advance.

In the second scene, she saw Xin Suifeng again. Before she could use a move, her opponent admitted defeat, and Xin Suifeng left casually. There was a lot of discussion around her.
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