Qiu Qianguang had fled at the last moment, so she had naturally lost. There was no need for her to return. Although the Golden-Winged Ant had opened a new urinal for him, which was not a serious injury, the powerful spiritual backlash from the last move had seriously injured him. It would take him at least half a year to recover.
When Qiu Qian fled without looking back, Jiang Wuyi's heart surged with excitement. I won, I finally won. I really can't believe that I actually won!
"Scram!" Jiang Wuyi shouted at Qiu Qianguang. At the same time, he stuck out his middle finger like a hooligan.
When the winner, Jiang Wuyi, walked off the stage, she was immediately surrounded by flowers and applause.
"Senior Martial Sister Wuyi, you're really amazing. What's with that Hitting the Cow Across the Mountain?"
"Junior Martial Sister Wuyi, I really didn't expect that you would actually win at the last moment. Congratulations!"
Jiang Wuyi only nodded and smiled in response to these people. He kept saying, "Please make way."
She knew that all her victories came from that black-faced guy, and she actually doubted him and didn't trust him … So the excited Jiang Wuyi wanted to hug that black-faced guy and thank him the most.
However, when she saw Li Heizi, this idea was destroyed.
"Ye Feng, I'm telling you, if you don't take out 16,000 spirit stones, I'll chop you into pieces, shred you, grind you into powder, and feed you to the tortoise!"
Ye Feng and the others at this moment had the thought of committing suicide. Who knew that Qiu Qianguang would be so useless? Ye Feng begged, "Brother Heizi, Senior Martial Brother Heizi, Ancestor Heizi, please give us a few more days. Wait for us to go back and gather the spirit stones. We've just gathered 12,000, we're still short 4,000 …"
"No! It's always been me, Li Heizi, who reneges on other people's money. No one dares to renege on my money! "A certain hooligan shouted.
Seeing this scene, Jiang Wuyi snickered and walked over. He shouted angrily, "Hurry up and pay the spirit stones! One less, hmph hmph! Watch me … Hitting the Cow Across the Mountain! "
"Great Aunt Ah Feng, we'll pay!" The few inner hall fellows' legs went limp, and they almost knelt down. Heavens, hitting a cow through a mountain is too scary. Even Qiu Qianguang's six layers of golden light couldn't resist it. Won't we die if we take a hit?
Those who bet on Qiu Qianguang were all frowning. The fatty that Ye Kong had persuaded was even more vexed. "This is half a year's worth of savings!"
As for the disciple who followed Ye Kong to place the bet, he was counting his Spirit Stones as he returned the words that others had said to him.
Since Jiang Wuyi had won, the brothers immediately thought of what the black man had said before and guessed that he had done something. Therefore, all the unscrupulous men came to inquire about it.
"Brother Hei Zi, Junfeng has wronged you. I apologize to you. Whether you want to punish me or punish me, it's up to you! But … about the Separating Mountain Hitting Ox Divine Art, hehe, how about I call you master? "
"Get lost! Otherwise, I'll let you kill the Golden Fur Hou yourself! "
"Senior Brother Li, what is that Hitting the Cow Across the Mountain skill? Can you teach us too? If we have this magical skill, no matter how thick the opponent's protective cover or how strong the defensive celestial device is, it will be useless … What do you think? Ye Xin and I both want to learn it. "
"Well, this … In fact, this magic art can only be used by women. Men can't use it or learn it … Hey, what's wrong with your eyes? You don't believe me, do you? Then let me ask you, have you ever seen me use it? "
After finally fooling several groups of people away, Jiang Wuyi and Huang Zixuan came to ask again. Facing the "torture" of being held by two beautiful girls each on one arm, the black man had to confess.
"Actually, the so-called Hitting the Cow Across the Mountain is just a fabrication. The truth is that I observed the sky at night and found a temporary change in the Big Dipper. Combined with Qiu Qianguang's face, I saw that he would definitely have an unexpected disaster today. "Ye Kong said calmly.
The two girls refused to believe him and said, "There is a fortune-teller in Sishui City, but that guy never dares to tell the fortune of cultivators. He said himself that all charlatans are liars and can only deceive mortals."
"Alas, just because he is a liar doesn't mean others are liars."
"Then show me your palm lines!" Huang Zixuan pushed him away and said.
Big Hooligan Ye happened to grab the cucumber girl's soft little hand and rubbed it hard. Then he sighed and said, "It's true that cultivators, especially female cultivators, have ugly palm lines! The lines are not clear, and the lines are too complicated. Look, this line is called the lifeline … "
Listening to a certain person's explanation, the two girls listened with great interest. As female cultivators who grew up in the sect, how could they have heard such things?
However, after listening to a certain person for a long time, he still hadn't told her his fortune. Huang Zixuan urged, "Then help me see my future."
"As I said, female cultivators' palm lines are different from ordinary people's. I really can't tell." The black man shook his head helplessly. But after a big breath, he said, "Unless …"
"Unless what?"
"Unless you let me see the thigh lines, uh, the lines on the buttocks … Combine the palm lines with the thigh lines, and if it doesn't work, then look at the milk lines. I promise I can see some clues …"
"Go away!" "Go to hell!"
With blushing faces, the two girls fiercely stomped on the back of a certain hooligan's foot. Alas, every time I take advantage of the outside of my arm, I always get punished on the back of my foot.
In the next three days, Ye Kong didn't participate in any competitions. He had already passed all four rounds of the pre-selection, and was just waiting for the end of the pre-selection to proceed to the promotion round. Although he was free, he didn't stay idle. He acted as a cheerleader for the others.
His cheerleader was also very competent. No matter who it was, those four-word slogans would come out of their mouths. For example, "Tian Ming, Tian Ming, Become Famous in One Battle" or "Jun Feng, Jun Feng, Awesome."
Huang Zixuan didn't participate in any competitions either. She just followed behind and listened to them and laughed constantly. She felt that Brother Heizi was really interesting. Only when she was with Brother Heizi every day would she be happy.
Of course, Big Hooligan Ye wouldn't let go of any opportunity to take advantage of her. Who knew how many times this guy had touched the cucumber girl's perky little butt. There was even one time when he boldly hooked his finger along the attractive gap, causing the little girl's face to turn red like blood.
With Ye Kong's strong support, the achievements of his friends were also very ideal. Even Ye Xin, who had the lowest cultivation level, passed the pre-selection. In fact, it was normal when one thought about it. Cultivation was a competition of cultivation level, and a competition of spirit stones.
Ye Kong won a lot of spirit stones from Ye Feng and the others, so he was naturally generous with them. Although Ye Xin's cultivation level was low, the disciples on the same stage as him weren't that high either. Once on the stage, Ye Xin was also like a tycoon. Low grade, low grade, and middle grade spirit talismans were thrown everywhere. Every battle would cost him hundreds of spirit stones. For those poor disciples, so many spirit stones were enough to crush them to death. Even the last disciple transmitted his voice, "Big Brother, can I not fight anymore? I admit defeat. Just give me a hundred and eighty spirit stones later. "
After the pre-selection, there were two days of rest. Ye Kong calculated the time. The talisman treasure that the Weapon Refining Sect had refined for him should have arrived by now. It was better to go and collect the talisman treasure first. With the talisman treasure and the tortoise shell magic tool in hand, it would be much safer for him to fight against the Foundation Establishment Spiritual Masters.
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