Chapter 335: Master's BBQ
"Huh." Qin Xuanyi curled up the corners of his mouth as if with disdain, and made a cold snort from the tip of his nose.
Nine spears of light arrived in an instant, using the formation that surrounded him to stab him to the core.
Rong Qing, who followed closely, focused most of his attention on the opponent's fist.
Even now Qin Xuanyi still hangs his fists by his side, but Rong Qing dares to be careless.
Which punch does he know how to punch? How vigorously? What angle? With thoughts running through her mind, Rong Qing had already raised her fist.
Since he didn't move, she should move first. There are so many reasons to strike first to win and to strike later. How many punches you can actually hit is the key to victory or defeat.
Qin Xuanyi finally raised his fist in the same direction as Rong Qing's fist. In the next moment, the two punches were about to collide.
call--
An ethereal voice sounded in the air. However, Rong Qing saw it faster than heard it.
What is that?
Qin Xuanyi opened his fist slightly, and a spherical object flew out from it.
hidden weapon?
That's not right, because there is a slender black chain tied to this spherical object, and the other end is caught in Qin Xuanyi's hand.
It's a weapon! It is still a relatively rare weapon in the cultivation world! Rong Qing reacted instantly. When she immediately controlled her body to turn, the spherical object had already circled her back like lightning and hit her hard in the back of her heart.
With this blow, Rong Qing's upper body suddenly sank. It also changed Rong Qing's opening rhythm into a passive one...
On a large arena measuring one thousand feet by eight hundred feet, two figures were fighting each other, and the light from various spells almost drowned the entire arena.
In the light, the sound of those punches hitting the flesh could be heard from time to time.
Occasionally, a black chain would suddenly straighten out of the ring like a snake's tail, and then rush back to the ring with a swing of its tail. The sound of tearing open the air was like a banshee's scream.
Time passed by breath by breath.
Suddenly, a sword energy shot into the sky, and bursts of light were torn apart the moment it appeared. Cang Leng's sword intent directly used his indomitable momentum to break through all obstacles in front of him, including the tall man in front.
The blade of the sword flew across the waist like cutting tofu, and the strong and strong body was unable to resist even a little bit in front of this sword.
boom--
The huge arena erupted with a loud noise as Old Qin's shadow was cut into two pieces. Countless scars on the ring burst together, tearing the entire ring into pieces of rubble the size of a palm. And these stones finally collapsed and disappeared in the vast clouds and smoke.
Rong Qing raised her hand and took the cold sword intent that flew back.
"Ding waits for evaluation." The manager didn't know when he appeared. He stood next to Rong Qing and announced the results of the competition in a cold tone.
"Ding and others commented..." Rong Qing didn't understand. Didn't she completely kill Mr. Qin Xuying? "Why did Ding and others comment that the disciple had clearly killed Xuying?"
"From the beginning to the end, you spent a total of half an hour." The manager replied: "For such a long time, you can only get a D-level evaluation."
Evaluations such as A, B, C, D, and D are probably the lowest evaluations.
"Is there anyone with a worse evaluation than Ding and others?" Rong Qing asked cautiously.
"No," the manager replied directly: "If you can't kill the shadow, there will be no evaluation."
"If I want to get a first-class rating, a battle must be within a few seconds."
The manager's answer was simple.
"One breath." Rong Qing was speechless.
No wonder Mr. Qin said that he would provide her with dragon blood for free if she got a first-class evaluation within three times. This meant that she would kill Mr. Qin who was in the divine transformation stage in one breath.
Rong Qing even thought to herself: Killing the transformed god with one breath is like slaughtering a dog. If I could transform into a god and have such overwhelming strength, why would I need to come to Qinghang Realm? !
“Yu Rong, do you want to continue?”
Rong Qing glanced at the clouds and smoke dancing on the ground around her, thought for a moment, and said, "I'll come back later."
"Yes." The manager's voice was still as cold as ever: "The door is behind you, you can leave on your own."
Rong Qing looked back, and sure enough, the wooden door with Xuan Yi written on it appeared silently right behind her.
This wooden door was exactly the same as the one she saw before entering, making people confused as to which world was inside the door.
Rong Qing didn't waste any time, opened the wooden door and walked out.
…
Taking one step forward, you see the familiar circular corridor and equidistant wooden doors in front of you.
Rong Qing shook her head and searched for her master.
"Come out?" Mr. Qin's deep voice came to his ears: "Then come over."
This is……
Rong Qing walked in the direction from which the sound came. After bypassing the stone wall, she saw an old man, two young men and three male corrections sitting cross-legged on the huge lifting platform... barbecuing.
barbecue? Rong Qing's expression was a bit hard to describe.
"Your senior brother Xizi has no other skills, but he is very proficient in eating and drinking." Mr. Qin didn't know whether he was praising or sarcastically, but he was biting the roasted thigh meat of an unknown animal. Use a silver knife to cut a few long slits, sprinkle spices inside and bake them. When the slits open, the whole piece of meat becomes extremely crispy and chewy, and the air is filled with tempting saliva. The aroma.
"Don't do anything. Come and sit next to me." Mr. Qin waved in Wuxia. After Rong Qing saluted, she walked to Mr. Qin and knelt down.
In front of the four of them was an exquisite grill, with a variety of meats on skewers. Rong Qing suspected that they were not all of the same variety. And there is no charcoal fire under the grill, but a blue flame suspended and burning in the air.
This is not a strange fire. Rong Qing thought seriously. My master can't be this powerful.
This is just a touch of spiritual fire. Judging from the aura it emits, it should be the flame of the senior brother. Thinking like this, a meat skewer appeared in front of Rong Qing.
"Thank you, senior brother." She was stunned for a moment, then took the meat skewers and quickly thanked her.
Mochizheng didn't say anything, but continued to flip the strings of meat on the grill that were pierced with iron skewers.
The firelight illuminated his light blue eyes even deeper.
"Junior Sister Yu Rong, come and see, which one do you like?" Xizi took out a large box from his storage bag. As soon as the box was taken out, a cold air spread, blowing all the way to the flames before being instantly evaporated.
He opened the box, and the coldness became even stronger. Rong Qing looked around and found that the box was full of ice beads and unknown pieces of meat.
The so-called ice beads actually have nothing to do with ice, but a stone with cold properties. It will not melt like ice, so ice beads are commonly used in the cultivation world for cooling.
Xizi wore a large black glove on his left hand, and held a meat-picking knife that was half an arm long in his right hand.
"This is the meat from the front legs of the white-tailed lizard. The meat is the most tender." He took it out of the box and introduced it to Rong Qing like a treasure. "Although white-tailed lizards live in Phoenix City and are not difficult to find, their surviving numbers are very few, and less than a hundred kilograms of meat are eaten every year. This was something that my senior brother and I managed to photograph thirty years ago. I don’t want to eat it, but today my junior sister has the final say, I can take as many taels as I want.”
(End of chapter)