Chapter 112 Xinya is a little girl with incredible understanding
Meng Yiran was surprised at first when she heard Xinya talk about learning now.
Then I thought there was something wrong with this girl’s brain. Where could I find the time to teach her now, and who could teach her!
And even if someone teaches her, she can learn quickly, but can someone who has just learned it compare to someone like her who has been playing throwing knives since she was a child?
Meng Yiran felt that this time it was his turn to win the game!
Just before the two were about to compete, Dragon Duke Meng Shu asked in time: "What is the bet you are competing for?"
Meng Yiran said: "It's that poisonous dragonfly. Whoever wins will get it." !”
At this time, Zhao Wuji reminded him kindly: “Seniors, I would like to remind you that the cultivation period of this poisonous dragonfly is ten thousand years. As far as I know, Miss Meng is only level 30. Are you sure you can absorb the soul ring of this poisonous dragonfly?”
“Wannian?”
Meng Yiran immediately looked at his grandparents.
The Dragon King and the Snake Woman immediately looked at the poisonous dragonfly trapped by the four ice walls. When they took a closer look, they realized that it was really a dragonfly that had been cultivated for ten thousand years.
It is difficult to judge the years of cultivation of general soul beasts, especially this poisonous dragonfly that has just entered the ten thousand year level, so the two men, the dragon and the snake, made a misjudgment.
Mr. Long said to his granddaughter: "Yiran, it was my grandparents who made a mistake in their judgment. That highly poisonous dragonfly is indeed ten thousand years old. If you can't absorb it, then forget about this competition."
< br>Meng Yiran was a little unwilling. She really wanted the third soul ring, and she even wanted to win Xin Ya.
Especially after knowing that the fifth young master liked Xin Ya, Meng Yiran wanted to win her even more!
Meng Yiran pointed at Xinya and said: "She is level 30 like me. I can't absorb it. How can she absorb it?"
"Even if she is level 40, it is impossible to absorb it unless she is level 40." She is level 50. But she is younger than me. How can she be level 50? "
Oh my god!
She said to Meng Yiran calmly: "Whether it can be absorbed or not is my business. Anyway, I will tell you, I want this poisonous dragonfly."
"If you also If you want it, then go ahead and choose one.”
Duke Long sighed helplessly and said: "Since we still can't absorb it, then..."
Meng Yiran interrupted her grandfather's words in time, and she said unwillingly: "Even if we can't absorb it, that highly poisonous dragonfly I want it too!"
Mr. Long thought for a moment and said, "Let's do this. We fought a lot with that poisonous dragonfly just now, so I will give it to you like this. My granddaughter will definitely We are not willing to give it up."
"The flying knife competition will continue as before. If the little girl wins, we will give up the soul beast unconditionally, but if my granddaughter wins, the soul beast will be the winner. How about giving it to you with conditions?"
Zhao Wuji asked: "What are the conditions for Senior Duke Long?"
"The conditions are very simple."
Long Gong smiled, looked at Guang Ling and said: "If my granddaughter wins, I hope that you, Fifth Young Master, can accept my granddaughter as your apprentice and let her follow you. Can you learn to practice by your side?”
She Po Chao Tianxiang and her husband looked at each other, and the couple had the same mind.
Both of them felt that the fifth young master was very powerful and their granddaughter would definitely learn a lot from him.
And if my granddaughter stays with the Fifth Young Master, spending time together day and night can also enhance our relationship!
Mr. Long and Mr. Snake just heard from Xin Ya that she couldn’t throw a knife and learned to do it now, so the couple basically felt that their granddaughter would definitely win!
Both of them made good plans in their hearts.
Unfortunately, they forgot that Xinya is a girl with incredible understanding!
At this time, Guangling was about to refuse after hearing Duke Long’s conditions, but Xinya said: "Okay, I agreed on behalf of the fifth young master. As long as the granddaughter of the senior can win, our fifth young master will Accept her as your disciple!”
Guang Ling looked at his little thing in confusion!
The man stepped forward quickly and dragged Xinya away, "Let's talk."
The other people looked at the two of them.
Xinya was dragged behind a big tree not far away by him.
Guang Ling hugged her into his arms, "Xiaoya, don't do this to me, don't push me to others, okay?"
Xinya pressed her hands against him, Said: "Why are you pushing you away from others? I'm just helping you get a disciple."
Guangling let go of her slightly, stretched out his hands to pinch her cheeks, and said displeasedly: "Accept a disciple!" Do their granddaughters get along!"
Xinya was forced to look at him, "Of course I know, but don't you believe that I can win?" "Don't agree to the competition now? , How can I slap them in the face when I win?"
Guang Ling frowned slightly, "But..."
"You really don't believe I can win, do you?" Xinya asked him.
The man choked for a moment!
The little girl hummed: "You just don't believe I can win!"
Guang Ling immediately reached out and hugged her again, and said firmly: "I believe! I absolutely believe you can win. !”
The corners of Xinya’s lips curled up slightly, and when Guang Ling firmly believed in her, she said, “If I really lose then, you should just deny it.”
"Anyway, you didn't agree to it personally, and Meng Yiran also cheated yesterday."
"She is only allowed to cheat, but you are not allowed to cheat, right?"
Little girl After saying that with a smile, he turned around and walked away.
Guang Ling stood there, frowning, should I believe it or not?
Why did he feel like he was being tricked by this little thing!
Sighing, Guangling quickly caught up with Xinya.
When the two walked back to the waiting people, Xinya discovered that Tang San and Xiao Wu were gone.
Xiao Wu was gone. She could probably guess that she was looking for the Titan ape.
But Tang San is also missing. What is going on? !
Not allowing her to think too much, Meng Yiran urged: "Xinya, do you want to compete or not? I don't mind if you just admit defeat."
Ever since she knew the condition, Meng Yiran was very happy. She hoped that the competition would be over as soon as possible. If she won, she could become the fifth young master as her disciple and follow him!
Xinya said: "Of course we will compete, how could I admit defeat!"
Ning Rongrong walked to her side and asked in a low voice: "Xiaoya, are you sure you can win? ? Don’t lose to that Meng Yiran when the time comes.”
“I only want to fight against you two, but I can’t fight against that Meng Yiran at all, so don’t lose if you lose! I’ll cry to death!”
Xinya couldn’t laugh or cry. Did Ning Xiaorong see her and Guang Ling as the male and female protagonists in a TV series? She was really excited.
She patted Ning Rongrong on the shoulder and said, "Don't worry, I won't lose!"
After saying that, she walked towards Meng Yiran.
“Come on, let’s split the knife.”
Meng Yiran was a little puzzled when he saw her confident look.
She doesn’t understand that Xinya, who even said she didn’t know how to throw a knife, still wants to learn it now, where does her confidence come from!
Meng Yiran was puzzled as he handed the eighteen flying knives with small blue strips of cloth tied to the tail into Xinya's hand.
When Xinya stretched out her hands to catch the eighteen flying knives, a familiar feeling suddenly flashed through her mind.
Then, System Lord’s mechanical voice sounded in his mind.
[Tip: The host automatically comprehends the skill of flying knives due to his understanding of the secrets of hidden weapons. 】
[Tip: The understanding is incredible. Congratulations to the host for winning 15 points, a total of 109 points. 】
Hearing System Lord's voice, the corners of Xinya's mouth raised slightly.
In an instant, she found that her posture with the throwing knife in her hand had unconsciously become more professional!
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