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Chapter 3817

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"Junior Brother Qi, choose me, choose me!"

"Junior Brother Qi, I'm just average. Choose me!"

"…" There were countless people who were willing to challenge Qi Mocha. There were limited slots for a day.

Whoever fought first would get the pill first. Everyone wanted Qi Mocha to choose them first.

The scene was very lively. It was as if the most beautiful woman was choosing her husband.

Qi Mocha was about to die from depression when he saw so many people wanting to beat him up.

He didn't want to choose but he had no choice.

He could only accept his fate under the pressure of the devil.

Qi Mocha said, "Use this bottle. Whoever gets it will be the winner."

"Alright, that's fair! We'll listen to Junior Brother Qi. "

"Junior Brother Qi, let's begin!"

"…" No one had any objections to Qi Mocha's decision.

Qi Mocha spun the bottle. He was expressionless but his hands were trembling.

The bottle stopped and turned to a tall and sturdy Senior Brother.

He looked like a strength-type. Qi Mocha's face darkened.

He was already so unlucky at the start. Did he even want to live?

The senior brother landed on the stage and said with an honest look, "Junior Brother Qi, I'm Zhou Niu.

Don't worry, I won't hurt you. "

At that moment, a cold voice was heard.

"You can't go easy on Qi Mocha's senior brothers and sisters. Once you find out, the mid-grade pill will become low-grade. Please take it seriously."

Zhou Niu said, "Junior Brother Qi, sorry about that."

Soon, the first battle began.

Qi Mocha could only take a beating against this senior brother.

His eyes were dark. Senior Brother Zhou promised not to go easy on him. He really wouldn't go easy on him at all.

In the end, Qi Mocha fell off the stage and lost.

"Senior Brother, Junior Sister Mu said that you should drink this.

Then, you can continue choosing people. Drink it! "

Before the seriously injured Qi Mocha could snap back to his senses, his mouth was filled with recovery potions.

Qi Mocha was so angry that he vomited blood. Mu Qian didn't want to be a human and so did his senior brothers and sisters! Mu Qian took out a few bottles of pills and said, "Senior Brother Zhou, what pills do you need?

"I suggest that you use this. Your usual cultivation technique has damaged your physical body, and this pill can help you heal the hidden injuries that you've suffered from before." "This is for raising your realm, and this pill can help you heal the internal injuries you've suffered previously."

Everyone felt dizzy when they heard that.

Not only did Junior Martial Sister Mu take out a mid-tier Supreme Divinity Pill as a reward, she even gave them more than ten types of pills to choose from. This was simply too fortunate! Senior Zhou is an honest person and listened to Mu Qian's suggestion.

When the elixir fell into his hands, everyone was astonished.

"The medicinal fragrance is dense and thick, and it's crystal clear. This is the highest grade!"

"Middle-rank, Junior Martial Sister Mu is really willing for Junior Martial Brother Qi."

"Wu wu wu! Why am I not as pretty as Junior Martial Brother Qi? Otherwise, I could also rely on my face to make a living. "

Useless Tea, who was kept as a mistress by a rich woman, was not happy at all. No one knew his pain! Damn, her medicine was simply too effective.

His injuries were immediately healed, and he had no choice but to participate in the next battle.

There were 15 in the morning, 15 in the afternoon, and 20 in the evening.

Qi Mocha lost 50 matches in a row in a day, becoming the disciple with the most losses in a single day in the Soaring Feather Pavilion.

It was like this every day. Qi Mocha felt that he had become an emotionless machine that could be beaten up.

Such days were so miserable that he could not even dream of them in his nightmares.

What made him happy was that fewer and fewer people came to challenge him.

It was not because they had found their conscience, but because after they obtained Mu Qian's elixir, their bottlenecks were all loosened and they were busy breaking through.

Once they broke through and made a comeback, he would definitely be beaten up even more. Qi Mocha trembled just thinking about it.

"Senior Brother Ye Xiao, you … Are you really not going to challenge Junior Martial Brother Qi?

I heard that Junior Martial Sister Mu's elixirs are all top-grade. They're super powerful! "

"There's no other shop like this after this. Senior Brother Ye, hurry up!"

"…" As the first person to challenge Qi Mocha and be defeated, Ye Xiao, who did not get anything, could not bring himself to challenge him again.

He did not care about mid-tier Supreme Divinity Pills! Qi Mocha had been defeated previously, but now, he could finally win one or two matches occasionally. The effect was not bad.

Mu Qian said, "From today onwards, Qi Mocha will no longer accept challenges."

This level of challenge and beating could only help Qi Mocha increase his limit.

"Ah! It's going to end. "

Regarding this, everyone was very disappointed.

Such a good opportunity to earn elixirs was hard to come by in a hundred years! Qi Mocha said, "I can still fight. I can guarantee that I'll win every battle in the world. I want to use up all your elixirs."

Mu Qian glanced at him calmly and said, "You can do the former.

However, that's too inefficient and a waste of time.

"The latter is to use up all my elixirs. That's wishful thinking. That's impossible."

"As long as you let me break through to the Demigod Realm, I'll definitely win."

Qi Mocha said.

He felt that he could break through easily, but the devil wouldn't let him.

"Continue holding it in. It's not time yet.

You have to build a solid foundation. Otherwise, it'll be more troublesome to break through to the Divine King Realm in the future. "

Mu Qian said.

"I've been beaten up thousands of times. Is it still not solid?"

"Yes! Compared to me, you're far inferior.

I'll give you a night to rest. There's another mission tomorrow. "

Qi Mocha couldn't help but shiver. How was this devil going to torture him tomorrow?

Help, ahhhh! The next day, Mu Qian brought Qi Mocha into the mountain.

There were many mountains and all kinds of divine beasts around the Soaring Feather Pavilion.

"We can't go in anymore. There are three-star and four-star divine beasts inside. We'll die."

Qi Mocha had been in the Soaring Feather Pavilion for six years and knew this place better than Mu Qian.

Even if ordinary disciples came to train, they would be outside. One-star and two-star divine beasts were easy to deal with.

In this position, without a sect elder to lead the team, it was simply courting death! "You … You're still so calm. Can you tell me how strong you are?

So that I can feel at ease. "

Qi Mocha said nervously.

He knew that she was rich, had a mysterious background, and was ruthless. However, she shouldn't be much younger than him. How could she be that strong?

Mu Qian replied, "Fourth-stage Demigod!"

Qi Mocha wanted to faint. He wanted to turn around and run.

Mu Qian shouted coldly, "Follow me! There aren't any spiritual herbs outside. They can only be found inside.

"When the time comes, you'll be in charge of fighting the divine beasts and I'll be in charge of picking the spiritual herbs. We won't waste time."

Could he beat them?

Could he?

The senior brothers and sisters in the sect were quite kind. Even if they didn't go easy on Qi Mocha for pills, they wouldn't kill him.

The divine beasts wouldn't be too kind to strangers. The challenges in the sect were just practice.

The real combat training would only begin after entering the forest.

At the same time, in the trading center of the Soaring Feather Pavilion.

"Pavilion Master, you're here to buy wine again. You're too addicted to wine. You can't do that."

The elder in charge said helplessly.

The Pavilion Master felt helpless. "There aren't any spirit crystals recently. The price of your wine is too high. I want to ask you if you have any ways to earn money."

As the pavilion master of the seventh-grade sect, he should be very rich.

However, he was so poor that even an ordinary disciple was richer than him.

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