Chapter 306

Originally, Song Fei did hold the hidden strength to the end, waiting for others to be eliminated, and he became the remaining 200 candidates.

However, it seems that this time, in order to 20000 inferior spirit stones, he has to publicize what he says. However, Song Fei has no bottom in his heart for the first place. Just now, the young people he saw have super cultivation, and I'm afraid their combat effectiveness is stronger than him.

It's all the trouble caused by Lingshi. Song Fei complained, and then became a money fan, struggling towards these 10000 points.

As everyone flew into the portal one by one, it was soon Song Fei's turn. The familiar picture changed. Song Fei found himself on the trunk of a big tree.

On the platform of the moon, the big goat will draw lots for the flesh state on behalf of everyone. At the moment, the formal competition has not yet started. The whole platform has begun to make noise. People who are familiar with the monks are chatting with each other.

In many competitions, the most important thing that people care about is the ranking competition of tianbang. The people on tianbang basically represent the future high-level within the strength of yuehuazong. The right to speak hundreds of years later is definitely in the hands of a group of young people.

So many people talk about the ranking competition of tianbang.

"Who do you think will be the champion of tianbang this time? I'm optimistic about Chengguang. After all, he is a disciple trained by yuehuazong, and his strength can't be underestimated."

"Although Yuehua sect is rich in resources, before he was 50 years old, he was most interested in talents. The understanding of realm can not be accumulated by resources. Therefore, I think the talents in affiliated sects are likely to counter attack the disciples of Yuehua sect."

"I still support Lan Yu. She's charming and doesn't let men down. I'm deeply fascinated by her."

"You color embryo, you can only think about it. For a talented girl like Lan Yu, I think only a young hero like Chen Wufeng can deserve it. I support Chen Wufeng."

"I heard that this time a cruel man beat the heartless man of Wuxin Pavilion half to death. Do you think he will rise strongly this time?"

"The origin of the person you said has come from a very small sect. The magic and formula of that sect are very low, so I don't think much of him at all."

"I don't think much of him either," said another. "It's just a rumor. I don't believe that a disciple of a small sect can defeat those favored children."

Just like these two people, most people still put their hope on the talented disciples they are often influenced by. These disciples who can't participate in the tianbang competition are too far away from those high-ranking talents. They have no jealousy. They worship like idols. They are naturally unhappy to hear that someone threatens the status of idols.

Of course, no one is optimistic about Song Fei. After all, he is just a small sect born in ordinary life, and has no deep-rooted dignity like a big sect.

"I think Yue Tianyu must be a dark horse, and I support him." just as everyone talked about Song Fei, a charming voice sounded in everyone's ears. A little girl of about 15 or 16 years old crowded in the crowd, clenched her fist and said firmly to everyone.

The girl was wearing a blue dress, with a pair of clear and bright pupils, curved willow eyebrows, long eyelashes trembling slightly, white flawless skin showing a light red powder, and thin lips as delicate as rose petals.

He smiled excitedly at the crowd, his eyes bent like crescent moon, as if the aura also overflowed. Between a frown and a smile, the noble look naturally reveals, which makes people have to marvel at her elegant and beautiful light.

People were surprised. Some people subconsciously said, "I have no eyes. How can I be optimistic about the figures of that small sect." when people saw the little girl's face clearly, people who didn't know him felt curious, and those who knew him couldn't help but step back, as if the smart and beautiful girl in front of them were like a man eating beast.

"Little, little sunny girl." the person who retreated did not forget to politely smile and greet the girl.

"You said that the big brother who broke his intestines would win." the girl puffed up her mouth and shouted to the crowd.

"Er!" three black lines suddenly appeared on everyone's forehead. Which is it? Is there such a way to force others to support the weak?

"Hey, brother, who is this? Look at the people who are so taboo to her." some people who don't know the truth whispered.

"Shh! Brother, you'd better not know. You can't imagine how many terrible thoughts there will be in the head of this lovely elf."

"Is it so exaggerated?" the people who didn't know the truth didn't believe it.

"Haven't you heard of it? Cherish life and stay away from Xiaoqing."

"Ah, I thought Xiaoqing was a beast. I didn't expect such a lovely little girl."

"Cute, well, yes, very cute. Then brother, you go up. I admire your courage. Your brother, I want to change a place."

Xiaoqing holds a pink fist and looks at the people with expectant eyes. She looks pathetic and cries with a lovely voice: "you say, Yue Tianyu should be the champion."

"Ah, my master asked me to go back." a monk facing Xiaoqing immediately found an excuse and seemed to have to run away.

"I remember. I have to take part in the competition. It's about to start."

Some friars who knew Xiaoqing was terrible found an excuse to slip away, leaving people they didn't know inexplicably.

"Hum, brother Tianyu will win the championship." the girl didn't know where to get so much confidence. She snorted coldly to a group of people who left her back.

On the seat where many big men were sitting in the middle, LAN Songgu leaned against Fu Jian, looked at the blue little girl shuttling among the crowd, and said with a bitter smile: "that little green bird, how did it fly in again."

Fu Jian's mouth twitched slightly: "I don't know when I flew in, but since I came in, the patriarch has agreed, let's leave it alone and watch the excitement."

At this time, Chen Tian, the leader of Lingyun sect, leaned over and said to the two people, "did you hear that little green bird has been shouting and muttering that Yue Tianyu won the title? Who is this Yue Tianyu? Is he a disciple of Yuehua sect? How can you know this little green bird?"

"Yue Tianyu, I don't know." Lan Songgu and Fu Jian shook their heads.

"Hey, old man an Hao, you look bad. Do you know Yue Tianyu?" Chen Tianyi stabbed an Hao around him, his face strange.

"Hum. It's just a boy from the world." an Hao snorted coldly.

"Oh, it's the boy who beat duanwuchang half to death." Chen Tianyi suddenly smiled. Several people around him couldn't help laughing. Only an Hao and Xuetu of xueslamen were gloomy and unhappy.

"Hey, Xuetu, what's the matter with your tight face? Yue Tianyu beat you half to death?" Chen Tianyi suddenly found the cruel color on Xuetu's face and asked with a smile.

"Hum, you don't have to worry about my business." Xuetu Leng hum.

"Well, old man Chen, you don't have to inquire about it." Lan Songgu said with a faint smile, "I know this. The disciples of the blood killing sect went to Qingtian sword sect to blackmail. I don't want Yue Tianyu to just come back and kill several of their disciples. The pain in his heart is much more painful than old man an Hao."

"So it is." Chen Tianyi first sighed and then laughed, "great. I'm happy to see you stretched your face. Your unfilial disciples really deserve to die."

"Chen Tianyi!" said Xuetu angrily, "don't be complacent. Be careful that your disciple is killed in the secret territory by Xueming."

"I'm so scared." Chen Tianyi smiled. "If my unfilial disciple Li wuchou is so useless, it's better to die. But Xuetu, Yue Tianyu is also there. Your Xuetu should cheer up. Don't fail to kill. This unfilial disciple died inside again. Isn't it intentional to kill your master? Ha ha ha."

"Well, well, old man Chen, don't stimulate the blood slaughter." Lan Songgu said faintly, "his family is dead. Just accumulate some virtue."

"Well, if you give old man LAN face, I won't stimulate him." Chen Tianyi came back and sat down carelessly and said with a smile, "but do you think Yue Tianyu can enter the top 30?"

"Difficult!" Lan Songgu shook his head.

"I'm not optimistic about it. After all, the cultivation is too low." Fu Jian said faintly.

Chen Tianyi looked at Xuetu and an Hao again and consciously didn't ask them. But similarly, Chen Tianyi doesn't think Song Fei can enter the top 30. As LAN Songgu said, cultivation is there.

Not only them, but almost everyone, including the elders of Yuehua sect and the heads of various powerful affiliated sects, will not think Song Fei has the hope of winning the championship. Yes, he doesn't even have the hope.

On the platform, the young girl Xiaoqing shuttles through the crowd. She smiles at the monks on the platform. Her eyes are like a curved moon. She is unspeakably cute. Whenever there are monks discussing tianbang war, Xiaoqing always holds a pink Fist: "Yue Tianyu will win the championship, don't you think so."

People who knew her, far away from people who didn't know her, looked inexplicable.

However, those friars who know Xiaoqing gradually find something wrong. The little girl is surprisingly "gentle" today. This is not like her style, "cherish life and stay away from Xiaoqing". All those who know Xiaoqing know that this is not just a name.

Perhaps it was because Lord Sima was here today. Everyone looked in awe at the back of the highest position on the middle seat.

"Of course, Yue Tianyu must be the champion." Xiaoqing turned for a long time and suddenly heard a rough voice answer to her.

"Finally found a bosom friend." Xiaoqing was happy, but she saw a girl in white holding the man with a rough voice. She smiled gently at the girl and said, "big goat, look at the lovely little girl. She is still a supporter of our sect leader."