Chapter 199: Even a fairy can become a devil19
Feeling her listlessness, Qinglan rubbed her head, pursed her thin lips slightly, and said nothing. He just stared thoughtfully at the hair on her head, rarely distracted.
The next day.
Qingwu thought that her Immortal Lord would still let her watch the competition through the spiritual weapon, but to her surprise, he took her to the scene.
Sitting on the stage, she looked at the excited Tianzong disciples below in a daze.
She pulled the table and stood up, looking in the direction of the arena with crooked eyebrows.
Seeing this, Qinglan pinched her chubby little face and asked warmly: "Do you like it?"
She tilted her head to look at him and said "hmm" in a sweet voice.
Her ignorant and cute look can always make people soften their hearts. Qinglan sighed softly and lifted her to sit on the table so that she could see more clearly.
She wiggled her butt restlessly.
"Sit tight", Qinglan held her back.
Seeing this, the sect leader in the main seat raised his hand and touched his gray beard, his eyes flashing slightly.
Lord Immortal, you finally have some fireworks.
This girl doll really has some skills.
Qingwu sat cross-legged, as if watching a show.
In yesterday's promotion arena competition, six people successfully advanced to the final competition. Among them was Xia Ziyun.
As the chief disciple of the sect master and the senior sister of Tianzong, her strength should not be underestimated. Her cultivation has reached the advanced level of Green Level.
However, Qing Wu saw that among the six disciples, there was actually a junior Qing-level man.
Among the remaining four people, there are two intermediate green-level people and two advanced green-level people.
After drawing lots, Xia Ziyun faced off against a girl who was also a senior green-level girl, and narrowly won in the end. After two more fierce competitions, the two men, the intermediate green class and the junior green class, were left.
Drawing lots again, the green-level intermediate faced the green-level junior, and Xia Ziyun had a bye.
When he saw the results of the draw, the green-level intermediate man smiled calmly, threw the lot away, and decisively admitted defeat. If he faced the senior sister, he might be able to give it a try.
But against that man, the difference in strength was too big, and it was meaningless to compare.
In the final competition, there was no doubt that Xia Ziyun faced the green-level male disciple.
Qing Wu looked at the two people on the ring from the outside, blinking softly.
Hmm... This senior sister is her savior. I really can't bear to let her get hurt.
Men at the green level also have ice spiritual roots.
He looked at the iceberg beauty opposite and asked hesitantly: "Do you really want to fight me?"
Xia Ziyun raised her eyes and nodded seriously: "I want to fight."
Only actual combat can force people to become stronger.
She wanted to see how big the difference in strength was if she was lowered by one level.
However, she would not block her own life like that idiot Su Ying.
The competition between sects is as long as the point is reached.
Both of them are ice spiritual masters. There is no difference in their spiritual roots, only a difference in strength.
In this competition, Xia Ziyun was on the offensive side, but was unable to break through the opponent's defense.
Once again dodging the ice pick shot by the opponent, she stretched out her hand, condensed a large piece of ice in the sky above the opponent, and smashed it down at him. The sky is filled with ice, leaving people with nowhere to hide.
The male disciple narrowed his eyes slightly, raised his hands to form an ice barrier above his head, and then quickly left the area.
At the same time, he stretched out his hand to release his spiritual power, and a large wave of ice picks attacked Xia Ziyun from front to back.
The ice pick pierced her flying sleeves. After dodging this wave of attacks, she stood dangerously on the edge of the ring.
(End of chapter)