Chapter 117 Strike (please subscribe)
Inside Nangong Xianmen.
Today is the competition between direct disciples, and Luo Yaxuan came out of the cave feeling refreshed.
Sun Tzu An prepared a storage bag of food for him and said to him: "Master, I wish you success in advance. This is breakfast and lunch prepared for you. There is a lot of food in it, which can be used with Share it with others."
"Yeah" Luo Yaxuan took the storage bag.
"This is prepared for the master." Sun Tzu An took out another storage bag. He has been preparing three meals a day for Luo Yaxuan and his master these days.
Sometimes, in order to avoid suspicion, Luo Yaxuan can only be sent there instead.
"Okay"
Luo Yaxuan was not in a hurry to go out. He sat and drank tea and had breakfast. If he ate at the venue like the previous few times, his breakfast would be gone. Lunch will also be divided.
Looking at Luo Yaxuan eating so quietly and elegantly, Sun Tzu An couldn't think of the princes in the palace.
But I have never seen these people before, so they probably eat like this too!
Sun Tzu An recalled that he was very nervous when his handyman disciple competed, and saw that there was no nervous expression on the young master's face at all.
Is this confidence, or is it that you don’t care?
Sun Zi An can believe in Luo Yaxuan. This is a kind of self-confidence, not because he doesn’t care. Who doesn’t want to be strong?
When Luo Yaxuan went out to participate in the competition, Sun Tzu An followed him. He wanted to cheer for the young master.
Luo Yaxuan smiled indifferently. Their direct disciple was sitting in the front, not to mention that today was the day of their competition. It didn't matter whether there was anyone cheering for them, as long as they were strong.
When he arrived at the venue, the disciples who arrived later than him in the square arrived earlier than her today, and all of them looked nervous.
"Why did Luo Yaxuan just arrive? It's almost time to start."
Bi Renchuan saw Luo Yaxuan as if he were his own father, no, he was meeting the owner of the restaurant.
"Screw ground, hurry up and bring out the breakfast so that we can have a good game." Fan Dingding's urgent words revealed Luo Yaxuan's nickname.
Since Bi Renchuan said "Screw Ground" and "Screw Loose", Luo Yaxuan now has such a fancy name, with the same pronunciation and different words. Anyway, it's called. Let's see what other people understand what it means?
"I have eaten, why haven't you had breakfast yet? How is this okay? You should prepare food earlier instead of coming here earlier. People are iron and rice is steel. If you don't eat for a day, you will be hungry. Are you panicking? You didn’t prepare any food? I’ll give you some big grains so that you won’t be dissatisfied with me after being hungry for a while.”
After spending time with them, Luo Yaxuan’s originally gentle expression and personality changed. , began to become a little darker.
"What? Big grains, who doesn't have that thing on their body? What we want is food, food."
Bi Renchuan yelled with a bad temper.
"I don't run a canteen, and you haven't given me any money. I can still provide you with two meals a day. It's hard for you to provide me with daily supplies. It's not just a matter of money. My cook is too busy. I have time to practice, but I have to charge some money to reward my cook.”
Luo Yaxuan seemed to be joking, but the words he said did not sound like a joke.
"Here, here, five gold coins are enough? I want today's breakfast and lunch."
Bi Renchuan was the first to give money.
Then those who want to have breakfast and lunch will also be given gold coins.
Luo Yaxuan gained a lot of gold coins all at once, and with a smile on his face he said, "Wouldn't it be better if I gave you the money earlier?"
"Humph, bring it earlier..." Bi Renchuan spread his hands angrily.
Luo Yaxuan stopped teasing them and threw a bag of monster meat buns to them one by one.
The direct disciples who received the breakfast bags ate quickly regardless of whether they were inside the venue. They also brought water with them and drank water while eating.
Luo Yaxuan saw that Elder Jin Dan had come to sit down on the stage. Instead of going up to the stage to deliver breakfast to the master, Luo Yaxuan used magic to fly a storage bag containing breakfast onto the stage.
Use the voice transmission method to say to the master: "Master, your breakfast and lunch are in the bag." "Yeah"
Luo Yaxuan also heard the master's response.
Luo Yaxuan’s master had just seen Luo Yaxuan sharing breakfast with others and was waiting for his apprentice to show his respect.
He took some barbecue, steamed buns, snacks, and dumplings for breakfast, and ate them happily.
"Senior brother, can you give us some food?"
The other elders swallowed their saliva. They had not eaten food for a long time. Seeing how delicious the food was for senior brother, they shamelessly asked about food.
There are seven or eight elders on the stage making judgments. In addition to the judges, there are also law enforcement elders and presiding elders.
"Here, we can only give each person a little. This is the food that my apprentice gave me as a filial piety. I also left some lunch."
The elder saw a lot of food in the storage bag and returned it. The dried meat would allow him to eat for several days, so he generously shared some with others.
Those who had seen the disciples in the audience eating delicious food had already swallowed their saliva.
I got to try the food today. It smells good. Does it also taste good?
They just took a bite of their breakfast and ate it deliciously. Some regretted that they did not eat food for so long and ate grains instead.
It would be a shame not to eat such delicious food.
“The direct disciples who are preparing to compete in the competition come up to the stage to draw lots.”
The staple food elder, who was full of food, began to work.
Luo Yaxuan and some fellow disciples jumped on the stage to draw lots.
He drew the second martial arts platform, the first round.
This is also a knockout competition, with direct disciples plus those who have just competed as inner disciples and joined the ranks of direct disciples.
Luo Yaxuan got the first round, which was said to be good but not good.
But he had been preparing for many days and was not nervous at all.
Luo Yaxuan jumped onto the second martial arts platform, and the person chosen to compete with him was one of the disciples who had previously defeated the ordinary disciples and challenged him with words.
The junior brother jumped on the stage and saw Luo Yaxuan competing against him, and he felt even more nervous.
After being so arrogant and provocative before, now my nervous hands trembled, and my body also trembled.
"Junior brother, please ask for advice..."
Luo Yaxuan smiled and held his hands.
"Senior brother..." He couldn't even say the words behind him because he was blushing. He could only express them through actions and began to use his spells and magic weapons.
Luo Yaxuan felt happy when he saw that the other party had already taken action. He provoked him the day before yesterday. Is this considered retribution in this world?
When he was performing his exercises, he still had a smile on his face. What he was doing in a trance was not an intense competition, but a performance on the stage.
Luo Yaxuan used his already perfect thunder and lightning skills and wind magic.
On the second martial arts stage, a disciple used his flying sword and wooden magic to attack Luo Yaxuan. The light of the flying sword turned into the sharp sword light of thousands of small swords and stabbed at the opponent.
(End of this chapter)