885, Your Next Opponent Is Me

Seeing that it was her Sanskrit master who came, Ming Wuyan sat down.

Seeing that the headmaster came to watch in person, the others didn't dare to make a sound, and watched the competition field quietly.

The head of Fanyin glanced at the competition venue, and then his eyes fell on his little apprentice, "Xueyan girl, who do you think will win this competition?"

Seeing her master asking this question, Ming Wuyan said without thinking, "Senior Brother Fanhe must have won."

The head of Fanyin smiled, this girl is really straightforward, just like Junior Brother Tong back then, there is no reason to trust someone.

I remember, when I was participating in the qualifying competition before becoming the master, many people started betting that their opponents would win, but Brother Tong didn't even think about it, so he bought all his belongings and won. ...

Thinking of the past, the head of Fanyin sighed softly in his heart. Brother Tong is in this state now. Although he is not dead, it is still very painful. He can't save Junior Brother Tong, but he hopes that his talented little apprentice can save him of.

Believe me, this girl thinks the same way in her heart!

However, while the sect leader was in a trance, Fanhe had already been wounded by Song Lin, obviously at a disadvantage.

Ming Wuyan felt distressed, if this wasn't a competition, she really wanted to step forward to help Senior Brother Fanhe.

"Girl, calm down. Since you believe in him, believe with all your heart. Two years ago, Fanhe was also defeated by Song Lin's Tuoyin assassination. After these two years, if he doesn't make progress, his future future will be worrying." ah!"

The head of the Fanyin sect knows Fanhe, because this kid is a disciple of him and Junior Brother Tong, and Junior Brother Tong often says that in the future, the Sanskrit Medicine Sect will be handed over to Fanhe. Training is also a top priority.

In fact, his strength is not just ranked eleventh, and keeping him in the eleventh place is actually a kind of protection.

Seeing that her Sanskrit master had said the same thing, Ming Wuyan took a deep breath and continued to watch.

When she found out that Song Linzhi used the assassination technique on Senior Brother Fanhe, and even used spiritual weapons to assist her, she became restless.

"Master, is it okay to use spiritual weapons to assist? Is this considered cheating?"

The head of Sanskrit Sanskrit said calmly: "I don't know if you didn't come to participate in the preliminary test. This year's Sanskrit Sect qualifying competition is allowed to use three spiritual weapons, even divine weapons, even evil weapons."

Ming Wuyan was shocked, she didn't expect that the requirements of qualifying would be so loose, as long as she wins, she can do whatever she wants.

The head of Fanyin knew what she was thinking, and said with a smile: "The qualifying match seems to be a simple ranking, but it is not. The qualifying match is arranged according to the real hostile situation. Since it is an enemy, it is not necessary He will politely ask you to stipulate what he can use and what he cannot use. Because of this, people from the Sanskrit Sect are far better than other immortal sects in defending against enemies."

Ming Wuyan understood a little bit, because the various competitions of the Sanskrit Sect were too real, perhaps many people in the Sanskrit Sect did not trust each other subconsciously.

No wonder Fan He had told herself long before she came to Fanmen, don't trust anyone in Fanmen.

At this time, the battle between Fanhe and Song Lin also entered a fierce state. Although Fanhe was injured, but because he was a member of the Fanyao Sect, he recovered very quickly, but Song Lin was injured after the prolongation of the competition. At the beginning, he seemed a little powerless, his assassination power was restrained by Fan He everywhere, and soon became a trend of decline.

In the end, Song Lin was defeated by Fan He!

Ming Wuyan clapped her palms excitedly, and when she saw no response from the others, she sat down again and smiled quietly there.

Fanhe smiled and looked at his little junior sister, the only girl in the entire Fanyin sect hoped that she would win the most.

"Master, how many names do you think I can get in?" Ming Wuyan began to embarrass her Sanskrit master.

The head of Fanyin smiled and stroked his beard, "It should be no problem to be on the list, the top few are definitely not you."

Ming Wuyan was speechless, the master is really sincere!

Fan He sat over, took a look at his junior sister, and analyzed seriously: "There is almost no comparison, the first place must still be Mo Xin, the second place is more difficult to say, I can enter the top five."

Speaking of this, he paused for a moment and smiled again: "Junior Martial Sister, you can be ranked eleventh."

Ming Wuyan also laughed when she heard that, "Brother, did you give me your seat directly? If the master allows, I will be ranked eleventh."

Seeing the two people chatting and laughing, the head of Fanyin pretended to be angry and said: "Is this qualifying competition a joke? If you want to rank eleven, you have to work hard, girl."

"Yes, master! I will work hard!" Ming Wuyan nodded earnestly.

Seeing that the junior sister and the sect leader are so close, the people around were extremely envious, and they all listened to their chat with their ears straightened up.

About an hour later, it was Ming Wuyan's turn to play again. After this match, if she could win again, she would be able to enter the third round of competition.

This time, the person she was competing with was a senior sister from Fanyinmen. The other party's sound fascination technique was very powerful, but it didn't pose any danger to Ming Wuyan. Ming Wuyan won the round more easily than the previous round.

It was also because she won easily, that when the statistics of the third round were counted, someone deliberately arranged her opponent to be someone on the leaderboard.

The head of Fanyin saw it, but didn't say anything.

Xueyan girl is too outstanding, it is normal to be envied by others, if she can still make it to the leaderboard when someone is deliberately embarrassing her, then it will be convincing.

Moreover, this girl should be able to break through the eighth realm soon and go to the Brahma Holy Realm to practice, and the time to stay in the god card is getting closer and closer. He hopes that she will have more practical experience so that she can cope with the difficulties that will be encountered next .

The next day, Ming Wuyan arrived at the qualifying venue early in the morning. Only then did she realize that the person who was fighting her today was Mengdong, who was ranked nineteenth on the ranking list.

Mengdong was also very surprised to meet Junior Sister Xueyan at this time, he said with some embarrassment: "Junior Sister, let's count if we have fought today, no matter whether we win or lose, don't take it to heart, okay!"

Mengdong still has a good impression of himself as a special junior sister. These people arranged for this girl to fight against the people on the ranking list in the third round. They really don't want her to win!

Ming Wuyan said angrily: "Okay. Today is just a competition, even if you use the assassination technique on me, Brother Nineteen, I will not blame you."

"Ahem..." Mengdong coughed a few times uncomfortably, and patted his chest with the fan in his hand, this girl is really sincere.

"Let's get started!" Ming Wuyan smiled lightly, anyway, she is a newcomer, it's fine if she wins, and she won't lose face if she loses, so she has no burden at all.

Of course, Mengdong would not give in to her. As soon as he made a move, the fan in his hand turned into a sharp weapon, heading straight for Ming Wuyan's chest...

That move was not usually fierce, and the people around held their breath, thinking to themselves, Junior Sister Xueyan had a terrible time this time, unexpectedly meeting Mengdong who was the most serious in the battle.

Once Mengdong entered the battle state, it was completely different from usual, his air and aura were at the level of a god of war, the contrast was particularly large, and Ming Wuyan could feel it.

She was not stingy with Mengdong in the first place, so she was also dedicated to the challenge at the moment.

Because Mengdong's offensive was too fierce, the fan shadows all over the sky made people's eyes hard to open, Ming Wuyan began to transform her voiceless magic barrier into a Shenyin piano, the strings moved slightly, a wonderful claustrophobic formation It was formed.

The powerful aura on Mengdong's body was instantly restrained, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Did Junior Sister Xueyan even learn the zither sound claustrophobia?

Not only Mengdong, but even the head of Sanskrit Fanyin had a look of shock on his face.

My little apprentice is really hiding his secrets, and he has learned the claustrophobic formation method of the piano sound quite well.

He reached out to test the power of the Qinyin claustrophobic formation, and found that it was not inferior to the original Youqin at all, which made a satisfied smile appear in his eyes.

When Mengdong realized that he had no choice but to use this claustrophobic formation, he directly surrendered.

"Junior Sister Xueyan, I lost so quickly, I'm too broken." Mengdong really looked like he wanted to cry.

Ming Wuyan smiled and said: "Senior Brother Nineteen, once you break down, I'm in a great mood. If you cry, I'll treat you to dinner tonight."

Mengdong was amused, "You girl is pretty bad-hearted. Forget it, I'll treat you to dinner when you get on the leaderboard!" Mengdong saw that Xueyan's junior sister had withdrawn the claustrophobic formation of the piano sound, and immediately stood there. side.

At this moment, those who underestimated Ming Wuyan felt their hearts pounding, and they began to be afraid of confronting her.

Because the Qinyin claustrophobic formation is no better than the collision of spiritual power, or the assassination of the Sanskrit sound, once the formation is formed, it is the same as entering the prisoner's formation by mistake, no matter how high the spiritual power is, it will not have much effect.

Ming Wuyan actually understands this, but she doesn't want to use these extreme formations unless there are special circumstances. Moreover, it takes a little time for the formation to be completed. If there is an accident in this time, it is also very dangerous.

Ming Wuyan took a short break, and when she was thinking about who she would fight next, Mo Xin walked out from the crowd.

"Junior Junior Sister, your opponent in the next match is me!"

Mo Xin's words made everyone dumbfounded...

A person who is not on the list actually wants to face Senior Brother Mo Xin, now, Junior Sister Xueyan has no chance of winning.

Ming Wuyan also had a bitter face, do you want to do this! She has to win one more game before she can enter the fourth round of the competition. Only by winning the fourth round can she be eligible to be on the list.

Just when she was lamenting in her heart, Xue Yihan and Ye Xuan suddenly appeared behind the crowd, and everyone naturally stepped aside...

Xue Yihan walked directly to Chaos Baby's side, gently rubbed his little face that was about to cry, and said with a smile, "Don't you want to be number one?"

Ming Wuyan glared at him, "Senior Brother Mo Xin is so easy to win."