C8

Zhao Gui himself did not eat anything, while the rest of them were eating in a frenzy. Without a bitter smile, he did not have any food to eat. Fortunately, he had taken a bunch of photos today. He had something to do!

Zhao Hao was lying on the bed with a camera in his hand. He looked at the photo he took and said, "Five Elements Grass, Moonlight Flower, what's this?" Zhao stared at a photo, because the grass looked like flowers and he couldn't name it himself. "It looks so strange, and it's a list of fewer people," Zhao said, as he continued to look at the next photo.

After a while, that group of beauties realized that the Zhao Gang seemed to have disappeared. They had no choice, since the food was gone, they wouldn't look for Zhao Xi or Zhao Xi. He was the best at cooking. They saw that the tent was lit up, and although they didn't know what it was, they at least knew how to get in.

As soon as he entered, he shouted loudly, "The food's gone, continue cooking!" Zhao Gui was shocked as he looked at the people who had come before, and when they saw him staring at them, their faces immediately turned red, as if they had just met him for the first time. They quickly changed their tone and said, "Senior Brother, the food's gone, do you think you can still cook for us?"

Zhao Gui was already displeased to begin with. After snatching his own food and eating it, he still had to continue cooking for them after eating it. Did he take me for a chef? Zhao Gang's face immediately turned ugly. He didn't even ask anything before barging into his room. Were the women here so lacking in manners?

"I'm sorry, this is my room. Please leave immediately. Without my permission, no one is allowed to enter!" Zhao Yun seemed to command.

"Tsk, don't put on airs just because you've cooked well. In my eyes, isn't it annoying like those flies chasing me everyday?" a woman who thought she was beautiful said like a wicked woman. However, she was indeed pretty.

"Get the hell out of here! Don't think you're beautiful, just speak your mind. In my eyes, you're nothing but trash!" Zhao Gui's words were even more vicious.

"You! The girl was so angry that she couldn't speak. This was the first time she dared to speak to her in such a manner. She really wanted to kill this man with a slap. In an instant, his aura rose.

"Don't be impulsive. Junior Sister, this isn't a place to fight …" Another gorgeous beauty spoke up. However, her Junior Sister was currently angry, so how could she possibly listen to her words? She shot out a silver needle, heading straight for the center of Zhao's brows.

"Be careful!" Seeing that his junior sister was really starting to fight … Her senior sisters were anxious. If a fight between fellow disciples was discovered, then it would be a serious one. A light punishment was imprisonment, and a heavy one was kicking out of the Ten Thousand Devil Sect! But it had already happened. They would not come to save him.

"Humph!" Zhao Dui used that move again, and attacked the opponent's mind with a bit of spiritual attack. Zhao Gui had treated this move as the number one method to deal with the enemy. Not only did it test the enemy, it was also very accurate as time passed. This was an absolute necessity to travel around and kill and loot the enemy.

"Bang!" That Junior Sister immediately lost her cool and fell to the ground, but the silver needles managed to attack her in front of her. The other Senior Sisters also ignored the fact that their Junior Sister had fallen and hastily cried out, "Senior Brother, be careful!"

Zhao Gui was speechless. This bunch of little sisters were really good to be able to harm him with a treasure from his little sister in the middle Foundation Establishment stage? It was fine to stand there and let him insert the needle, even though the needle was highly toxic.

"Extremely poisonous!" These were the last few words Zhao Gui spoke before fainting. Then, he collapsed onto the ground, as if he vaguely heard something. "I told you to be careful! It's a lethal poison, not a needle!"

While in a coma, Zhao Xi felt as if an unknown object had been sent straight into his dantian. He thought, This is bad, dantian is his core! If his dantian is broken, then he will have to go home and take his fucking anger!

"No, I can't let him reach my dantian!" He did his best to command the Magic Qi on his body to block this unknown object, but that unknown object seemed to be very familiar with Zhao Hao's Magic Qi, and it merged directly into one, and then continued to move closer to Zhao Hao's Dantian. No matter how much of the Magic Qi Zhao Chao had on him, they all merged together without exception, and Zhao Chao was extremely anxious right now, why did he regret not continue cooking? That way, they wouldn't have to face unknown life and death, and Zhao Xi's regret would be that his intestines had turned green.

It was as if a century had passed before the poison entered his dantian. However, it did not cause any damage to his dantian. Instead, it stayed inside, as if it had become a part of his dantian.

Luckily, it looked like it wouldn't die for the time being. "May the Demon Emperor bless you, I still need to avenge you!" Zhao Hao shouted loudly in his heart. "This poison is too poisonous, it has no harm …"

The first thing he saw was Wu Tian. Wu Tian's eyebrows were quivering with excitement, the person he accepted was a real talent, he had just arrived at the late Foundation Establishment stage, and now he was at the early stage of the test. With such speed, Wu Tian was comforted: He finally received a good disciple, although he had not gone on his knees to kowtow, but in Wu Tian's heart, Zhao Xi was already treated as his disciple.

"Maid, how do you feel right now? Do you want to rest a bit more?" Wu Tian said with concern.

Suddenly, a feeling of kinship spread within Zhao Danchen's heart. At home, there was only his mother and she was not very close to him. His relatives looked down on him. A child without a father, what about his grades? After coming to this place, he hadn't seen his real master even once. Although Li Yuan had done him a great favor, he still had that kind of cold feeling. Only his fake master had true feelings towards him. Not only did he have the urge to cry, he had also made the decision that in the future, he would not let Elder Wu suffer, and if he was asked to choose between the death of one of his Masters, Zhao Xi would immediately choose that Master he had never seen before to die instead of choosing Wu Tian.

"Master." "Don't worry, I'm fine." If you have something to say, just say it. What can you do if you tell him it's something? He can run to your dantian and get that poison out? It was just something that caused him to worry blindly. In any case, it was fine and he didn't want to worry about her …

"That's great. I'm relieved that you're fine. You definitely have to come tomorrow for the little competition. It's also good to see for yourself …" Wu Tian said.

"Zhao Gui secretly memorized it in his heart, and the gratitude he felt towards Wu Tian grew even more." That Junior Sister, what did you do to her? " You hate her now.

"We kicked her out of the sect. She's fine now, but you should take care of your wounds. I won't bother you anymore, so let's go." After Wu Tian finished speaking, he stood up and walked out …

Zhao Yun wanted to struggle and do it, but to no avail. Right now his body was devoid of mana, and his body was extremely weak. It was difficult for him to even do it.

"Don't get up, take good care of your wounds!" Wu Tian saw Zhao Shou start to do something, he quickly rushed back, pressed Zhao Shishui down and said, "Don't do it, it's okay, I can walk." Maybe it was because Wu Tian was worried about Zhao Chao, so he spoke fluently and didn't beat him at all.

"Then Elder be careful, I won't get up." Zhao Hao looked at Wu Tian in embarrassment.

Wu Tian smiled. "It's fine, I can walk." He turned around and gave Zhao Xi a comforting look before leaving. Zhao Dui looked at the direction Wu Tian left in, and said in his heart: "If this is my grandpa, how good would it be to be so concerned about your child and have such a tough body …"

As he was thinking, an untimely voice called out, "Senior Brother, take some medicine!"

Only now did he realize that he didn't even know what the Small Competition was. He hurriedly asked the Junior Brother that just delivered the medicine to him, "Junior Brother, what, what Small Competition is?"

"Oh, you're talking about the Small Competition, ah. The Small Competition is a competition held in the sect, a small competition every 100 years, a large competition every 500 years, a small competition to compare the number of techniques, martial skills, and pill refining arrays. The final winner of the Small Competition will obtain a magical equipment!

Even though it was just a magical equipment, it was still very rare. The Sect Master had only taken out a single top grade spiritual tool. Counting the cultivation world, how many spiritual tools were there in total?

And those who won in the Large Competition would obtain a spiritual weapon! A low grade spirit weapon! This was extremely rare. Because it was so rare, it only happened once every five hundred years. But the winner was not a genius? All spirit artifacts received will be kept as treasures. "

"Could it be that each realm has their own arenas?" Zhao Chao asked an idiotic question.

"No, there is only one stage. You can participate in any of them, but that is assuming you register." That Junior Martial Brother said.

"Oh." Zhao Yu understood what Wu Tian said about the Small Competition, so she continued to ask, "Then where is it?"

"When we compete in the ring, the ring will be bigger." That Junior Martial Brother explained quite seriously.

"Thanks, I understand." Zhao Gui courteously said. However, his thoughts were placed on tomorrow's Small Competition. He can obtain a magical equipment? That's right, I can't reveal it for the time being. He had heard that there were only a few spiritual tools in the world of cultivation. If he took them out, people would suspect him and they would first take a magical equipment to play with.

If people knew how easy it was for him to obtain magic tools, would they collectively scold him? b Ah

The next day was soon to arrive. Zhao Gui and Wu Tian arrived at the legendary arena: the fighting arena. When they arrived, they found out that the place was really big, not just the average size. There were around forty to fifty football fields. There were tables all around. There was a stage with about two football fields in the middle. It seemed like the competition participants were quite interesting.

After Wu Tian brought Zhao Chao to an elder seat, he arranged Zhao Chao to sit behind him to watch the match. The Zhao Chao quietly sat on the seat, and after a while, a few people came over, and another person Zhao Chao was familiar with, was the one who looked like a lion and had peace. The other two didn't recognize him, so the three politely greeted Wu Tian and sat behind Wu Tian.

Zhao Yu looked at the other three with a look that I didn't understand. The three of them all made a face as if they were going to chat later.

The competition began with the blooming of the ceremonial flowers. The host walked up to the martial stage and said in a magnetic voice, "The feast that will be held once every hundred years will now begin!" Behind him, the ceremonial flowers shot up into the sky. The host spread his arms wide and then raised them upwards. The applause from the audience was deafening. Zhao Chao, who was standing behind the elder, was affected by the tense atmosphere, and for a moment, his blood was boiling.

"Alright, let's cut to the chase and start the match. The first match, the competition of magic, please come onstage!" With that, the host walked off the stage, and at the same time, two strong men stepped onto the stage. One of them was very strong, full of muscles, and the blade in his hand shone with layers of cold light, while the other wasn't weak either; although he wasn't as strong as the one in front, he still had a perfect muscle outline.

The two of them were fighting, Zhao Gui understood who had the most Demonic Qi. The two people on the stage each held a weapon, then they gathered all their Demonic Qi onto the weapon, and whoever fought the opponent to the end would win.

Zhao Danchen was speechless. What was the point of knowing these rules? He just wanted to see how intense the situation was. He just sat there and watched as the two of them jumped up and down like monkeys before raising both of his hands and hacking down. There were so many ways for Zhao to break his move, but he really didn't know why the sect was doing this.

In the end, one of them was the winner. He was arranged to rest, and two more came up to continue fighting …

It could not be said that there were not many people in the sect, if someone dared to say in front of Zhao Xi, Zhao Xi would definitely smash the stick down, the competition went from early in the morning to late in the night, when they went back to rest, the host said that they would continue tomorrow, they really did not know what the people around were so excited about, what was there to be excited about?

Zhao Chao didn't go back, but ran to a less populated place with the other three and blew on it.

"Zhao Xi!" It was easy to tell that it was An Liang's voice, because his voice was similar to his voice.

"What is it?" Zhao Gang asked as if he didn't know anything.

"You were so ruthless that you almost killed me." An Liang exaggerated.