Chapter 19

The competition officially began. Zhuo Qingyao's opponent in the first round was a female disciple of Li Changgeng's sect, named Linghu Xiaoxiao. Under his sect, he was the second best among the entry-level disciples except Wang Ping.

Wang Ping found that Zhuo Qingyao's opponent in the first round was Linghu Xiaoxiao. She couldn't help shaking her head and sighing.

A younger martial brother asked, "elder martial brother, why do you sigh!"

Wang Ping looked up and said, "it seems that Zhuo Qingyao has bad luck. He met younger martial sister Linghu in the first round. It seems that this is Zhuo Qingyao's last competition."

There were also many disciples talking, "yes, Zhuo Qingyao's luck was too bad. Unexpectedly, he met Linghu Xiaoxiao in the first round!"

"Elder martial sister Linghu is already an expert on the fifth floor of the road. Zhuo Qingyao's road is too bad!"

"I hope elder martial sister Linghu will do it gently, or she will be killed accidentally."

"Elder martial sister Linghu is not much worse than elder martial brother Wang Ping. It is said that she has a great chance to be promoted to a pro disciple this year!"

On the competition platform, the referee was already in place, "OK, the competition begins. On the left is Linghu Xiaoxiao, a disciple of elder Li's sect. He has high talent. This year, he will almost marry and pass on his disciples, while on the right is Zhuo Qingyao, the eldest disciple of elder Chen's sect. Well, forget it. His talent is too poor. I still won't introduce him. OK, the competition officially begins. We can see that Zhuo Qingyao did it. It was Zhuo Qingyao who did it first! When she started, she only heard the Taoist realm. Even if she got the instruction of elder Chen, er, elder Chen seemed to be dealing with the killing hall during this month. He didn't teach Zhuo Qingyao at all. For a few days, Zhuo Qingyao still had the courage to attack first. Then the problem comes. Who gave her the courage? Linghu Xiaoxiao was calm and had no panic at all. Indeed, he is worthy of being a gifted disciple. Now he has the style of a master! "

Chen Ming's eyelids jumped. The referee even added an explanation. How can you be so excellent?

The referee continued: "Linghu Xiaoxiao moved. Is she going to start shooting? What kind of storm will it be when she makes a move? Wow, it's the wind and rain sword technique. The wind and rain sword technique is very skilled. It's obvious that she has reached the level of mastery. Well, Zhuo Qingyao just waved her sword. She was frightened by Linghu Xiaoxiao and didn't know what to do? Fight, fight! "

"Boom!"

Chen Ming glanced at Linghu Xiaoxiao, who fell next to Li Changgeng and smashed three chairs. Then Linghu Xiaoxiao fell freely in the standard posture of eating shit. Linghu Xiaoxiao coughed twice and vomited two mouthfuls of blood. His little hand stretched feebly to Li Changgeng, who was stunned. "Master, I think I can save..."

The scene was awkwardly terrible for a moment. The referee was stunned. Is this a move for a second?

The referee's eyes turned to Zhuo Qingyao. Are you sure this is a girl? Are you sure this girl was on the first floor of the Taoist realm a month ago? Are you sure this girl in front of you is not a humanoid monster?

Chen Ming looked at Li Changgeng, who was still in surprise. "Well, elder Li, Qing Yao hasn't fought with others. He may not know the importance of his action. Elder Li said so much about your disciples, so I didn't remind Qing Yao. I'm afraid your disciples killed her. Blame me, blame me. It's all my fault. I think I look up to you too much. Don't worry, From today on, I will never look down on you. I will try to look down on you! "

Li Changgeng looked at Chen Ming, his face red and held his breath, but he couldn't speak. How could he answer such a chat!

Seeing that Li Changgeng did not speak, Chen Ming immediately patted his chest and said, "don't worry, elder Li, I swear to God that I will look down on you from now on!"

After all, Li Changgeng waved his hand and roared at his stunned disciples: "what are you looking at? Don't you carry your elder martial sister down quickly!"

Zhuo Qingyao didn't care about the farce, because when she looked at the seat where she handed down her disciples, she found Li qianer. According to the habit of Dabi, the first disciple of Dabi, the entry disciple, can ask a personal disciple for advice.

Zhuo Qingyao looked at Li qianer. It was you who knocked me off the cliff. If master hadn't left a jade Ganoderma lucidum, I would be dead.

The anger of longing for revenge burns in Zhuo Qingyao's eyes. Zhuo Qingyao looks at the disciples who participated in the entry disciple Dabi again, "don't talk nonsense. The competition is too slow one by one. Let's go together!"

Li Changgeng's eyes moved to Wang Ping. It seemed that he was urging Wang Ping to play, but he saw Wang Ping's legs trembling. Although Linghu Xiaoxiao was not his opponent, he needed at least ten moves to beat Linghu Xiaoxiao, but Zhuo Qingyao in front of him directly split Linghu Xiaoxiao with such a light sword! If you do it yourself, one sword may not solve yourself. Why do you need two swords, but what's the difference between one sword and another? It's not split!

Moreover, people have said that they want to beat dozens of them one by one!

This is obviously a bad comer!

And I seem to often say that Zhuo Qingyao is a waste. If it falls into Zhuo Qingyao's hand and keeps breaking an arm and leg, can you walk?

"Master, it suddenly occurred to me that I cooked a cup of Chicken Soup for you this morning. I seem to have forgotten to turn off the fire. The chicken soup is almost burnt. Let's go first! Farewell! "

With Wang Ping taking the lead, the disciples who chose to participate in Dabi, the entry-level disciple, seemed to think of something more important. "Look at the weather, it seems to be raining. I suddenly remembered that the clothes I hung were still confiscated! Master, I'll go first and say goodbye! "“ By the way, master, I've made an appointment with some senior brothers to enjoy the moon. Now it's getting late. My disciples are going to enjoy the moon. Goodbye! "“ Master, it suddenly occurred to me that I ordered a long sword. Calculate the time. It should be coming soon. I'm going to pay the bill. Goodbye However, with ten breath Kung Fu, the disciples who want to participate in the introductory disciple Dabi on the field have walked clean. Zhuo Qingyao saw that the disciples who were going to take part in the competition had gone clean. He looked at the referee and asked, "I don't know if I'm the first beginner disciple Dabi now. I have the qualification to ask my own disciples?" The referee glanced around, but saw that Wang Ping was still lying on the court. Eh, aren't you the first to slip away? Why are you still here“ Wang Ping, are you going to challenge Zhuo Qingyao? " Wang Ping broke out and scolded: "which turtle grandson tripped me up. The chicken soup I cooked for my master is almost burnt. Younger martial brother, please give me a hand. It's not suitable to stay here for a long time!" Wang Ping inadvertently turned back and looked at Jiang Zhuo Qingyao's angry eyes. He couldn't help but fight a cold war. He continued to stay here and compete. What's better if he fell into the hands of the female devil? With all his strength, Wang Ping immediately beat a carp and rolled out of the test field. This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.