Chapter 4 This competition is a fight to the death
"How is this possible?!" The crowd exploded.
"Brother Wei is weak and sickly, and even flying a sword is extremely difficult. How can he be Brother Wei?"
"That's right! We know Brother Wei's health condition best!"
Song Zhexia stood beside Wei Jinyou, and when he heard the discussions around him, the corners of his mouth twitched.
I was careless and almost forgot that in order to hide his strength, the male protagonist has always been a sickly and weak person in the sect.
In this world, the level of cultivation is divided into seven stages: Qi Refining Stage, Foundation Establishment Stage, Golden Core Stage, Nascent Soul Stage, Spirit Severing Stage, Transformation Stage, and Tribulation Crossing Stage.
The Qi Refining stage is divided into nine levels, and the other stages are divided into early, middle and late stages.
Logically speaking, since he has secretly reached the early stage of Golden Core, the progress of the hero's cultivation must be improving.
Song Zhexia frowned slightly and glanced quietly at the young man with pale cheeks.
[Haha, this old dog doesn’t sleep much every night. I guess he really has kidney deficiency.]
Wei Jinyou:?
Seeing that everyone in Qianqiu Pavilion was speaking for Wei Jinyou, the senior brother from Luoyun Sect couldn't help but sneer, "My spirit disk is never wrong. From what you said, are you going to condone and protect him?"
In front of everyone, Wei Jinyou coughed, looking sick, "I'm afraid this fellow Taoist has some misunderstandings."
He raised the corners of his eyes slightly, and his long lashes cast a tiny shadow on his eyelids. "My health has always been poor, and my foundation is weak. I usually rely on taking medicine to recuperate. Even if I want to attack your fellow disciples, I'm afraid I don't have the strength to do so, right?"
The young man's tone was quite indifferent, but the Luoyun Sect disciple felt that he heard a hint of provocation in it.
Not only did he fail to obtain the Karma Fire Pearl, but his fellow disciples also died inexplicably here. He was already filled with a ball of irritation and anger, so he simply drew his sword and pointed it at Wei Jinyou, angrily saying, "Whether this is true or not, I'll know after I compete with you!"
There was a lot of complaints in the crowd, only Song Zhexia lowered his head silently.
He thought about all the most painful things in his life and then he managed to suppress the upward curve of his lips.
[Well said! Fight! Beat this old dog like a hot dog! !]
If the old man doesn't want to be exposed in this competition, he can only let himself be beaten on purpose.
If the old dog is injured, we can set off firecrackers to celebrate tonight, drink wine, eat meat and have a good sleep!
Wonderful! ! !
During the confrontation, a burst of muffled thunder sounded in the gloomy sky.
Soon, the cold wind brought down a trickle of rain, which gathered into puddles of varying depths on the ground.
Song Zhexia was only wearing a thin purple gauze skirt. The cold seemed to penetrate into her bones. Her nose suddenly felt sore, and soon her eyes turned red and she burst into tears.
The tears soaked the turtle's shell, and the turtle retreated directly into it.
At this moment, someone exclaimed, "Junior Sister is crying!"
"Hey, Senior Brother Wei is Junior Sister's fiancé, Junior Sister must be heartbroken!"
"Sure enough, Junior Sister really loves Senior Brother Wei!"
"..."
Song Zhexia wiped her tears with a handkerchief, her petite body looked fragile in the storm.
When she heard the discussions, she wanted to yell:
This mother is definitely suffering from rhinitis!!!
Is there any end to your sister's tear incontinence? ! !
The turtles all shook their heads when they saw this.
Today is also a day that makes me worry about the host's mental state.
As she was crying, a beautiful girl suddenly stood beside her.
The girl was wearing a dark blue disciple uniform. She saw Song Zhexia crying and immediately handed her a tissue and hugged her tightly. "Junior sister, I didn't expect you to be such a love-struck person!"
As she spoke, the love-brained senior sister also started to cry, "What a beautiful love, and what a miserable couple!"
"Don't worry, we will protect your fiancé!"
Song Zhexia: “…”
What the hell!
I can't wait to see this old dog get beaten up!!!
When Wei Jinyou looked at Song Zhexia, his deep black eyes narrowed.
The acting is really good, the crying looks like real.
Song Zhexia was feeling secretly annoyed when the turtle's voice rang out again.
[Mission trigger: Fight for the male protagonist. ]
[Mission Reward: Fifty-eight Tribulation Thunders.]
Song Zhexia: ???
You call being struck by lightning a reward?!
[I know you want to go crazy, but don’t go crazy first. ]
[This is the only way for you to gain experience. Lightning can open up the host's meridians and help you reach a higher level of cultivation. ]
[I don’t want to listen, it’s just a turtle chanting sutras.]
Turtle: [Host, do you want to gain power? Do you want to become stronger? Do you want to step on the male protagonist? ! ]
[Haha, you are such a pie in the sky, you are so shameless.]
[It has been decided that the cafeteria will have one more dish tonight: stewed turtle in a stone pot.]
Turtle: [……]
Song Zhexia just thought so, and the next second his mouth opened uncontrollably, "It doesn't matter, I will do it!"
Several glances were cast towards her, and the leading disciple of Luoyun Sect frowned, "You?"
He took a quick look at the frail girl.
A pure and harmless face, thin shoulders, a slender waist that looks as thin as a fist, and small arms and legs that look like they will break with the slightest touch.
Not to mention that she is still crying in the wind, which looks really pitiful.
The eldest senior brother of Luoyun Sect sneered and looked at Wei Jinyou, "You don't really have to hide behind a woman, do you?"
As he spoke, Wei Jinyou actually coughed again, stood behind Song Zhexia without blushing, and said, "Xia Xia, Senior Brother is relying on you."
Song Zhexia: “…”
[I hate you guys so much.]
She stepped forward with her delicate body and just as she drew her sword, the dark clouds above her head gathered a little more, as if they were about to fall down at any time.
[The training thunder is about to fall, your training progress will soon surpass 99% of the people in the sect, only the last 1% is left! ]
Song Zhexia: “…”
How come you deserve to be chopped off just like Pinduoduo?
"Junior sister!" Qin Shilan cast a worried look at her, "You and Junior Brother Wei are truly a loving couple!"
Song Zhexia raised her hand to wipe her tears and nodded uncontrollably.
[I will definitely beat this old dog Wei Jinyou to death with a brick someday!]
Wei Jinyou stood in the crowd with a lazy look on his face, his lips curled into a sarcastic arc, ready to watch this good show.
After showing concern for a while, Qin Shilan turned around and started to set up the stall. "Place your bets, place your bets. You must think carefully about which side to bet on to win!"
Song Zhexia: “…”
Where is your fellow lover???
"In that case, I'm sorry, young lady." Seeing this, the Luoyun Sect's eldest disciple had no choice but to vent his anger on Song Zhexia.
He looked coldly at Wei Jinyou in the crowd with a look of disdain.
This woman is too much. Her husband has used her as a shield, but she is still willing to stick to him.
It is really stupid to risk your life for a good-looking man!
When the sword was unsheathed, it made a clanging sound, as if a stream of air was tearing through the sky and lowering an invisible barrier.
Before Song Zhexia could come to his senses, the male disciple opposite him came over with a sword in hand, his robe rustling in the wind, "I forgot to tell you that just now."
He said: "This competition is a fight to the death."