Demoness’s Art of Vengeance Chapter 196: List of team battle matches being replaced

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After rounds of competitions, Jun Xiaomo became well-known among the middle-level martial arts in the realm of comprehension, and almost everywhere he went, he would attract a lot of people's onlookers and attention.

There is no way, the precedent for winning the cross-level competition in the cultivation world is not without, but like Jun Xiaomo, the one who overwhelmed a group of opponents in one breath, and won the championship in the Zongmen qualifying competition is still a rare encounter in a century. Land is rare.

At least, as far as everyone knows, the most recent time was four hundred years ago. A senior who cultivated himself also won a cross-level competition like Jun Xiaomo, and finally became a large-scale elder-level figure.

Nowadays, who else would say that Jun Xiaomo is a waste of the cultivation world and a shame of the Xuyang School? I'm afraid, everyone will only laugh at some people in the Xuyang Sect who mistakenly used pearls as fish eyes, right?

These days, Jun Xiaomo often receives a lot of courtship letters from disciples of other sects. There are really all kinds of them. One is more sincere than one, and one by one...

Jun Xiaomo couldn't laugh or cry and stuffed these letters into a corner of the storage ring. They were really burned, and they took up a lot of space when they were left.

The reason why it was not burned was because Jun Xiaomo considered that it was someone else’s heart. She didn’t need to throw other people’s hearts on the ground and trample on the ground like this, but she never thought of responding. It can only be treated cold.

As for those who gave gifts directly, Jun Xiaomo declined without even thinking about it.

"I thought you would be very upset because of these confession." After seeing Jun Xiaomo throw the confession letter into the storage ring for the 53rd time, Rong Ruihan said in a slightly sour tone.

Although, he himself didn't realize how acidic his tone was.

Jun Xiaomo was taken aback for a moment, smiled and shook his head, and said: "They just sent me a paper crane with sound transmission, and they didn't do anything excessive, so why should I feel annoyed?"

Rong Ruihan took a sip of tea, feeling that this sip of tea was a bit bitter and sour.

In order to avoid Jun Xiaomo being too entangled, he could only suppress a lot of feelings in his heart, pretending that they only have ordinary friendship between them.

However, in the dead of night, he still hopes to get more.

Actually, Rong Ruihan understands that because Jun Xiaomo does not have those strangers in her heart, she can face these "confession" calmly and calmly.

Even if she rejected those people, Jun Xiaomo didn't have to worry about affecting her relationship with those people.

It's different from myself. It is precisely because Jun Xiaomo values ​​the friendship with him that he is troubled by his feelings beyond ordinary friendship.

She didn't want to destroy her friendship at all.

This is such a **** friendship!

Rong Ruihan cursed silently in his heart, and in the end he could only continue to suppress these thoughts.

Jun Xiaomo didn't notice Rong Ruihan's strangeness. She tapped the cup with her fingertips, lowered her eyes, and said with a slightly curled lips: "Besides, I think this so-called feeling is only theirs. Appreciation of beautiful things is nothing more than true love. Look at it, the attention that falls on me will soon be replaced by other things."

Rong Ruihan was stunned for a while, he couldn't help but shook his head and burst into laughter--

Xiaomo is still so calm.

Xiaomo was right. This time, I was thinking about making things happen. Didn't I lose my price when I compared myself with those Lengtouqing attracted by some superficial phenomena?

What they fancy is Jun Xiaomo's beauty and strength, but what about themselves? Rong Ruihan can be quite sure that when Jun Xiaomo was a little girl with a level 3 Qi training, he was already moved by the other party.

Rong Ruihan smiled and drank a sip of tea, feeling that the faint fragrance of tea could be smelled at the tip of his nose again.

As Jun Xiaomo expected, when the intermediate and advanced divisions of the Intermediate Martial Arts Qualifying Competition began one after another, everyone's attention gradually departed from her.

No matter how amazing she was in the previous competitions, after all, it was only a match between level 1~8, and its visibility and excitement were far inferior to the intermediate group and Senior group.

In the intermediate and advanced divisions, there are many beautiful and powerful female nuns. In the comparison of these people, Jun Xiaomo doesn't seem to be that bright anymore.

However, Jun Xiaomo didn't mind. She was not like Yu Wanrou, rushing to ask for attention-in fact, she still wished her ears could be quieter.

"Senior Sister, Senior Sister, the female of the Luoyue Sect today is so amazing, she can beat her with only ten strokes!" Wei Gaolang, who is not idle, likes to run to Jun Xiaomo to discuss this kind of gossip.

"Yes, she still looks very beautiful, right." Jun Xiaomo gave Wei Gaolang a funny glance. She didn't watch every game, so Junior Brother Wei became her "Storytellers".

"Huh? Sister, you guessed it right~ A lot of people are discussing the female nun today...Said she is a bitch, she is ashamed of the moon..." Wei Gaolang said with emotion, and then he thought of something, hehe He smiled and said, "Of course, I think you are the prettiest Sister Sister, and you will definitely be better than her when Sister Sister reaches your Qi level!"

"Come on, senior sister doesn't mind, there is no need to rush to flatter, little flattering!" Jun Xiaomo bounced his forehead dumbfoundedly.

"Ah~ I knew that Senior Sister, you are the most indifferent to fame and fortune!" Wei Gaolang clenched his fists.

Jun Xiaomo shook his head helplessly, and decided not to pay attention to this poor little junior.

At this moment, a group of people walked in, surrounded by a beautiful female nun. Unexpectedly, Jun Xiaomo's eyes met the female sister in the middle.

The female cultivator raised her lips to Jun Xiaomo in a mocking and disdainful manner, and then took a group of people behind her and went to the other side.

Jun Xiaomo frowned--what a baffling person, has she offended each other?

"Huh?! So it was her?! She came here to eat too..." Wei Gaolang suddenly said with his eyes bright.

"She?" Jun Xiaomo didn't know who Wei Gaolang was referring to.

"It's the one who just walked in...Look there!" Wei Gaolang quietly pointed in the direction of the woman who was surrounded by the crowd, "She is what you said to the elder sister, who is very powerful today. The female cultivator...It seems to be called...Luo Tianyi, the name is really nice~"

Wei Gaolang held his chin and looked over there with an idiot look.

Jun Xiaomo's hands are itchy, and he wants to knock the younger brother a chestnut--obviously, Wei Gaolang didn't notice the "confrontation" between his younger sister and his dream lover at that moment.

Forget it, she still won't break the little brother's dream, Jun Xiaomo thought helplessly.

No matter what the other person’s attitude towards her is, there is no intersection between her and this Luo Tianyi, right?

After all, she doesn't need to participate in other events after the junior competition.

Jun Xiaomo didn't expect that the Xuyang Sect group of people with ulterior motives would prepare a big "surprise" in the near future, waiting to be handed to her.

"Master, I just looked at the list of team battles. Why are all the disciples of Rin Tianfeng?" Qin Lingyu frowned and asked.

After the senior group competition, it will be a team battle. The importance of team battle matches is no less than that of the senior group. It tests the unity and cohesion of a school, and also tests the leadership ability of the team leader in the team battle.

Qin Lingyu's training level is in the middle stage of foundation building, and with the healing medicine soaked in Lingquan given by Yu Wanrou, it is easy to get the first place in the advanced group competition.

So, he pays more attention to teamfights after the senior group than to the senior group.

This is an important event to determine his future leadership position, and there is no room to lose.

In front of him, He Zhangzheng did not rush to write in ink.

"Ling Yu, how confident do you think you are in this teamfight?"

Qin Lingyu was silent for a moment, and after comparing the comprehensive strengths of the major and intermediate schools, he said conservatively: "It's about 50%."

He thinks that the only thing that can be compared with Xuyang Sect is Hengyue Sect. As for the other sects, he really didn't care about them at all.

So, he estimated the winning percentage of "Five-Five". Of course, in his opinion, this five-to-five is still an underestimation.

He Zhang has taught Qin Lingyu for so long, how can he fail to see what the apprentice is thinking? He shook his head, his eyes solemnly said: "In this team fight, we won't necessarily have a winning rate of three to seven."

"How come..."

"Ling Yu, you can't just rely on your previous results to determine the strength of each sect. You must know that all the sects you want are changing. Take our Xuyang Sect, last time I lost so many elite disciples when traveling out, do you think the winning rate can be as high as before?"

He Zhang analyzed.

Qin Lingyu's eyes flashed gloomy and unwilling, and said with a fist, "Master, please forgive me, the disciple is incompetent and failed to protect the disciple of the same school."

"Well, when I mentioned this matter, I didn't want to settle accounts after the autumn." He Zhang waved his hand and said, "I just want to say that our winning rate is not that high. And, you have seen it, this competition In China, other sects have also appeared very strong opponents one after another, and their strength is definitely improved compared to the previous ones."

"But for this reason, there is no need to make the team battle list all the disciples of Rin Tianfeng?" Qin Lingyu retorted, frowning.

Qin Lingyu's tone is also not very good because the things he always wanted to get were cut off midway.

"It's indeed more than this reason." Not angry at Qin Lingyu's attitude, He Zhang made the last stroke on the paper, a flash of light flashed in his eyes, and he said cheerfully, "If the Du family also intervenes What about this?"

"The Du Family?!" Qin Lingyu narrowed his eyes slightly, and said thoughtfully, "Master, do you mean... the Du family of the hidden family?"

"Exactly." He Zhang put down his pen, blew the ink, and said with a chuckle, "I don't know what kind of dizziness on Jun Linxuan's head, he actually offended the Du family's Patriarch and made people come to him. ."

He Zhang sneered, and then slowly continued: "Patriarch Du said, this time the group of disciples who are going to Rin Tianfeng all died in the team battle. Let Jun Linxuan also feel this despair and Painful. In this case, we don’t have to compete."

"We only need... to watch a good show."