Quick Wear: The host abandons the male protagonist and the NPC

Chapter 20: The Female Peak Master Being Sacrificed in the Cultivation World

Day two.

Su Yi went to the arena wearing a veil.

As soon as she appeared, she immediately became the focus of the whole audience.

The quasi-Mahayana master Fuyan Peak, who was rumored to have had his cultivation washed away by the Tianren Water, finally appeared. Although her face was covered, one could still confirm that she was a beautiful lady with a fairy-like appearance just by looking at her eyes and figure.

It's just a pity that the cultivation level is wasted...

However, when the strong men from the major sects discovered Su Yi's realm, they were immediately surprised.

The middle stage of Nascent Soul!

How could it be the Nascent Soul stage? Could it be that the rumors were false, and that the Tianren Water did not wipe out all his cultivation, but he was only reduced to the Nascent Soul stage? !

It's impossible to cultivate to the Nascent Soul stage in just a few months.

Everyone was at a loss for words, and it was not easy to expose someone's scars and ask Su Yi directly, so they could only ask the three elders indirectly. But they were afraid that others would know the secret of Tianren Water, so they always cleverly changed the subject.

The various sects exchanged glances.

Something fishy.

Sitting on the main seat, Lian Zijin was as cold, aloof and upright as ever. When he saw Su Yi appear, he nodded to her naturally. There was no sign that the two of them had ever had any disagreement about him being slapped in the face by Su Yi.

555 curled her lips: "You are so good at pretending."

Su Yi: "You stole my line."

555: ...

In addition to the aforementioned Jianshan Sect, the others who came to participate in the competition included the Chiyang Sect, the Dan Sect, and the Yaoyue Sect. Together with the Xuantian Sect, they are known as the five major sects. In addition, some small sects also came. It didn't matter whether they won or not, this was a good opportunity to make friends with the five major sects.

Those who participated in the competition were all geniuses below the level of God Transformation in each sect. They were divided into Foundation Establishment Group, Golden Core Group, and Nascent Soul Group. Each group would compete in pairs to determine the top three. Spiritual weapons, spiritual pills, and spiritual stones would be distributed as rewards.

In addition, in addition to the rewards, the top winners in each group can also make a request to the Sword Master.

A request from a top powerhouse in the world of cultivation is much more important than those prizes, so the contestants are trying their best to fight for the first place.

The first round of eliminations was held yesterday, with 16 people left in each group.

Today's 16 to 8 match is still a knockout round.

The contestants who advanced began to fight. The fight was much more intense than yesterday, but Su Yi was not in the mood to watch it because her mouth was hurting so much.

"The mosquitoes in autumn are really terrible. They are red, swollen and painful. Hiss! I dare not move my lips." (The mosquitoes in autumn are really terrible. They are red, swollen and painful. I dare not move my lips.)

Zhong Mingtai sat next to her, lifted her veil and took a look. Sure enough, her skin was red and swollen, as if she had eaten a mouthful of spicy food.

He suppressed his laughter: "Have you applied...did you apply the medicine?"

"Well, Shuhu brought medicine to Ao and has already applied it." Su Yi pulled down her veil and said impatiently, "Okay, okay, I've seen the blackheads, and everyone will laugh at me." (Okay, okay, don't look at it, or everyone will laugh at me when they see it)

Zhong Mingtai coughed dryly and said seriously, "You don't look like you were bitten by a mosquito."

"It's a mosquito, what is that?" (It's not a mosquito, what is that?)

"It might be some kind of poisonous insect."

Su Yi nodded: "Yes, it's itchy but very painful, but I have signs of poisoning." (Indeed, it's not itchy, but it hurts. But I don't have any signs of poisoning.)

"That's weird!"

Zhong Mingtai was puzzled.

Su Yi couldn't figure out why he became like this after just a night's sleep.

When she looked in the mirror in the morning, she was shocked. She thought she was beaten, poisoned, or had an allergy... After thinking for a while, she finally felt that she was bitten by something. It was red and swollen but not poisonous. Su Yi only thought of a mosquito.

555: You never imagined that you were bitten by a dog!

"In that case, there shouldn't be any big problem. You don't have to worry." Zhong Mingtai comforted.

"I'm not worried, but it's inconvenient to wear a veil."

Seeing that she was having a hard time speaking, 555 blinked her big, adorable eyes and said innocently, "You can actually communicate with Su Fuzhong and Mingtai through voice transmission, so you don't have to move your lips."

Su Yi: ...

"Please be mellow and leave for ten minutes."

Why didn't it remind her when she was trying so hard to talk to Su Fu in the morning? !

"Brother, come on!"

"come on!"

A loud cheer was heard and Su looked towards the stage.

Shuoyang was fighting with Pei Jiyu of the Chiyang Sect in a stalemate. Both of them were geniuses, so naturally their voices were louder.

The Chiyang Sect is composed entirely of male cultivators, and their practice emphasizes the unity of spirit and body. They are both spiritual and physical cultivators, and their improvement is slow but their foundation is solid. Most of them can fight across levels, and are the opponents that contestants are most reluctant to face.

Shuoyang's luck was not very good. Not only did he face the Chiyang Sect, but he also faced Pei Jiyu. Although he was only in the late Nascent Soul stage, he was already able to challenge the early stage of the Spiritualization Stage, so that Shuoyang, who was at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage, could not get any good results in his hands.

"Qiang!"

The swords collided and separated at the first touch. Shuoyang was knocked back two or three steps, and attacked again the next moment.

Pei Jiyu swung his sword to respond.

"Give up, you can't beat me."

"Stop talking nonsense! There is no word "give up" in my Shuoyang's dictionary."

Pei Jiyu's eyes became serious: "That would be offensive."

As he finished speaking, veins bulged on the hand holding the knife, and his whole aura increased greatly.

"Qiang!"

The two soldiers met again. Shuoyang's palms felt numb and he could hardly hold the sword. He was suddenly shocked.

This Pei Jiyu is so powerful.