Chapter 288: First battle!
Following Chen Xuanqing's scolding, all the disciples lowered their heads instantly, feeling ashamed and not daring to say anything anymore.
Chen Xuanqing snorted softly when he saw this, "Lift your heads up and look carefully. What have I told you before?"
"When you are fighting with others, keep a close eye on them, and if you close your eyes and cast spells randomly if you are afraid, your salary will be directly reduced if you go back."
After hearing this, all the disciples raised their heads and looked at Chen Xuanqing, "Don't look at me, look at the opponent, their weaknesses and moves, and then think about your own shortcomings."
"Even if you don't play, you can still learn experience, but if you are so afraid of this and that, then you might as well stay in your sect during this trip to the Tianping Conference."
"Let me say it for the last time, if those magic weapons and elixirs can't give you confidence, then you should stop cultivating as immortals and quickly abandon your cultivation and go back to being mortals."
After hearing what he said, a disciple suddenly clenched his fists and gritted his teeth, "I will fight in the next battle!"
Chen Xuanqing pursed his lips and smiled when he saw this. There was no danger in the Tianping Conference itself. It was a rare place for training. If these disciples continue to be so cowardly.
Not only did this Tianping Conference bring them nothing to gain, it also made them fearful of monks from other sects.
As the saying goes, if you give in to one person, you will give in to the whole family. If these disciples accept disciples and become elders in the future, the Taixu Immortal Sect will probably be finished sooner or later.
Therefore, the decline of Taixu Immortal Sect is not without reason.
Soon, as the two disciples he sent had a fight, the one named Mo Yu finally won. He first used his skills to adjust his breathing for a while, and then stood up again.
"Next."
Whoosh!
At this moment, the disciple next to Chen Xuanqing rushed out instantly. While the two were fighting, he had been secretly observing and understanding the moves of the two.
"Taixu Immortal Sect, Qingmiao, has six levels of foundation building. Please give me your advice."
Taixu Immortal Sect?
Never heard of it.
Seeing this, countless disciples of the sect showed disdainful smiles, "You are not overestimating your abilities. I know that the Taixu Immortal Sect is just a small sect."
"If there weren't saints, they would probably have to come with swords."
"If nothing else, at least you should praise his courage. At least I feel that he is stronger than those useless people who dare not go on stage."
"It's just a show of embarrassment, that's what it sounds like. It's six levels of foundation building, but in the final analysis, it's just a clown."
"Then if you don't even dare to show your embarrassment, aren't you worse than a clown?"
"you!"
"Okay, that's very good. I wonder if you dare to leave your name. I'll see you on stage later!"
"Zhengqi Sect, Lingfeng Sanren, if you want to challenge me, I welcome you at any time."
"Zhengqi Sect!"
"You are actually a disciple of the Zhengqi Sect?!"
"The inheritance of Zhengqi Dao comes from the ancestor of Qi Immortal."
"Oh, the Zhengqi Sect has already declined, what else is there to brag about?"
"Even if the Zhengqi Sect has declined, I'm still more than enough to deal with you."
"Haha, just talk a little bit, you'll know if you try it!"
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As the controversy continued in the audience, Qingmiao on the stage took action instantly. He remembered Chen Xuanqing's words, his eyes were fixed on Mo Yu, watching his every move.
In just one fight, Mo Yu was at a disadvantage in an instant!
"This is a seventh-grade magic weapon?!"
"How can you, a foundation-building stage disciple, have a seventh-grade magic weapon?!"
Mo Yu was shocked, not only because of Qing Miao's consciousness, but also because of his reaction after seeing through his moves.
It's the rattle he's holding!
He could clearly feel that the fifth-grade spiritual sword in his hand was trembling. It must be a higher-grade magic weapon!
Seventh grade!
How can this be?
You must know that he borrowed this fifth-grade spiritual sword from a senior brother, and he paid a lot for it.
But looking at Qingmiao, the other party is obviously very good at using the seventh-grade magic weapon. This is a sign that the magic weapon recognizes its owner!
Recognize the owner of the seventh-grade magic weapon?
Is that seventh-grade magic weapon his?
How can this be? !
jingle!
As another bell rang, Mo Yu was in a daze for a moment, and was directly fixed on the spot by the sound wave. His whole body froze immediately!
"What's wrong, I didn't react just now!"
Mo Yu's eyes widened and he saw Qing Miao directly attack him with a palm, which hit him solidly in the chest!
bump!
As a muffled sound came, Mo Yu felt a sweet sensation in his throat, and a mouthful of blood spurted out instantly!
"puff!"
Mo Yu's body flew out instantly and fell heavily.
"The victory has been decided, there is no need to fight."
As a disciple of Tianji Pavilion shouted, Qing Miao stopped and turned to look at Mo Yu, "Being distracted during battle is not a good habit."
Mo Yu gritted his teeth after hearing this, "I really don't understand where your seventh-grade magic weapon came from. Who is your master?"
Qingmiao's face was dull, "I haven't become a disciple yet, I'm just an ordinary disciple of Taixu Immortal Sect. As for the seventh-grade magic weapon you mentioned..."
"This thing is almost standard in our Taixu Immortal Sect. Every disciple will have one or two in his hands. I already have a few."
One or two?
The corner of Mo Yu's mouth twitched, "You said, everyone in your Taixu Immortal Sect has one or two seventh-grade magic weapons?"
Qingmiao nodded, "Yes, I'm going to lie to you, but I only have one, and the other brothers and sisters have more."
Mo Yu, who fell to the ground, was suddenly silent for a moment, "Um, your sect...are you still recruiting people recently?"
Listening to the two chatting, the Tianji Pavilion disciple on the side interrupted them directly, "Let's talk in the audience. Do you want to continue to defend the ring?"
His words were directed at Qing Miao. If he chose to take over the ring, he would have to defend the ring next. He would have to win at least one fight before he could retire.
Seeing this, Qingmiao shook his head and said, "No, I won't defend myself."
After saying that, Qing Miao retreated directly. He had just revealed some tricks. If someone came to power, there must be a way to restrain him.
The Great Elder said, be steady when it is time to be steady, fight when it is time to fight, don't be a coward for the rest of your life, and don't do things out of your mind.
Qing Miao had always kept these words in mind. For the sake of safety, he chose to give up defending the ring and directly retreated to the team of Taixu Immortal Sect.
Chen Xuanqing smiled when he saw this and said, "Well done. It is a smart person's choice to retreat after winning the battle. Don't get ahead. You did a good job in this."
Qingmiao clasped her fists after hearing this, "The elders' teachings, please keep them in mind!"
Seeing this, Chen Xuanqing flicked the storage ring and threw him a jade bottle, "There are five seventh-grade Qi Gathering Pills in it, which can help you speed up your cultivation. You performed well this time."
Qingmiao was overjoyed after taking the jade bottle, "Disciple thanks the great elder!"
As expected, the Great Elder had a clear distinction between rewards and punishments. He was rewarded for meritorious deeds and punished for misdeeds. He almost never treated them badly with all kinds of elixirs, magic weapons, and spiritual stones.
Qingmiao held the jade bottle tightly, he would not let the great elder down.
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