Chapter 9 Zongmen Grand Competition "I am honored to be the organizer of the ninth sect competition..."
"Sister, I'm so sleepy~~" Ning Rongrong yawned. The person from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect on the stage spoke passionately, but the speech speed was too slow, and it sounded like a lullaby.
Ning Rongrong was eating the pastry, and her whole body was buried in the plate.
Ning Mumu was also sleepy and yawned. She stuffed a Heart-clearing Pill for herself and one for Ning Rongrong. "Listen for a while longer and he will finish speaking soon."
"I declare that this sect competition has officially begun!"
There was sparse applause from the audience, and it was easy to see that everyone was very sleepy.
The sect competition is mainly about the competition of various talents, and more importantly, the consolidation and expansion of personal favored people of heaven find their opponents, reflect on themselves, or make friends, or fall in long as it's not too out of line, the sect won't care too much.
The format of the competition is simple, mainly to showcase the personal strength of the contestants.
Each contestant competes once a day for a total of three who advance continue to compete, and finally a total of ten contestants are selected and divided into two pairs to compete in the team select their opponents by drawing lots, and serious injury or killing of opponents is prohibited. Other requirements will depend on the competition situation.
"Sister, what did you draw?" Ning Rongrong stared at the wooden sign, "There's nothing interesting about it."
"White brand, let me see, yo ho, fight with the host."
Ning Mumu played with the wooden cards, Blue Electric Tyrannosaurus Dragon Zong Yu Tianheng, not knowing how powerful he 's just that Yu Tianheng's probing eyes are too strong. He dares to think that I am "blind" and look at it blatantly? Ning Mumu couldn't bear it and couldn't see, but her mental power had already covered the entire Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon knew Yu Tianheng's gaze clearly, but she was a little embarrassed.
"Rongrong, as for you, watch the game carefully, analyze their strengths and weaknesses, and describe them to your sister later. This is a rare opportunity to practice your observation skills. Remember it?"
"remember!"
After coaxing Ning Rongrong, the girl leaned back on the chair with satisfaction. With Rongrong here, I could rest assured and catch up on my sleep.
Ning Mumu thought happily that she could not only adjust her condition, but also exercise Ning Rongrong, and avoid Yu Tianheng's gaze attack. She could achieve many things with one stone!Anyway, she only competed in the eighth game, which was enough for her to sleep.
"Father, that is the eldest lady of the Qibao Glazed Sect, my opponent in the first match." Yu Tianheng was still staring at Ning Mumu. He had a strong feeling that Ning Mumu was not simple.
"Her martial spirit is the Seven-Kill Sword, and its attack power is comparable to that of the Blue Electric Tyrannosaurus." Yu Yuanzhen patted Yu Tianheng's shoulder, "You are both nine years old, so it's hard to say whether we will win or lose. . However, her eyes are invisible, please pay attention."
"Tianheng, winning or losing doesn't matter."
"Yeah," Yu Tianheng nodded, but he didn't think Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect is very competitive, and his brother Yu Tianxin is even more powerful than he couldn't get a good ranking in this sect competition, he wouldn't be able to enjoy good resources, let alone win the position of young master.
At the same time, Qian Daoliu brought Qian Renxue to the competition venue.
"Xiaoxue, pay attention to Ning Mumu." Seeing Qian Renxue's carelessness, Qian Daoliu sighed and reminded his granddaughter. "She's not simple."
By the way, Qian Daoliu also used his mental power to check Ning Mumu's condition, but found that it was useless.
It seemed that God was indeed taking care of Ning Mumu, so Qian Daoliu took back his intention to course, he would not know that this was not God's protection, but Ning Mumu's Mumu is not only a Mahayana monk, but has also experienced countless soul temperings in the world of cultivation. It is normal for her spiritual power to be stronger than Qiandaoliu.
Turning to look at Qian Renxue, Qian Daoliu raised the corners of his lips lovingly and happily, "Hey granddaughter, you always say you don't have a good opponent, but this time it's not necessarily the case."Ning Mumu, who is favored by the gods, is probably level [-]. She will be your dream opponent.
"Grandpa, are Ning Mumu's eyes really blind?"
"Yes. Nine years ago, her mother Chen Yao was abducted by an evil soul master and gave birth to her outside. Later, her father, Ning Fengzhi's eldest brother, searched for their mother and son alone, and together with Chen Yao He was harmed by the evil soul master.
Since then, she lost her parents, and her eyes were also blind at that time. "
"Oh."
Qian Renxue's eyes were complicated, and Ning Mumu was quite pitiful.
* "The eighth game, Blue Electric Tyrant Dragon Zong Yutianheng versus Qibao Glazed Zong Ning Mumu!" The host's passionate voice sounded, and two children also entered the Mumu wore a sky blue short dress, her long hair was tied up high, her eyes were covered with white silk, her whole person was clean and neat.
Yu Tianheng had a haircut, and his cute face looked mature beyond his eyes narrowed slightly, with a look of determination.
"Hello, Ning Mumu, Wuhun Seven Killing Sword!"
"Yu Tianheng, Wuhun Blue Electric Tyrannosaurus!" Both parties tacitly agreed not to Seven Killing Sword doesn't have a soul ring attached yet, so Ning Mumu can't retaliate even if she wants Tianheng simply did not want to the report was completed, the martial spirits of both sides were released.
There was no change in Ning Mumu's body, except that a few strands of hair turned silver, the sword energy spread out her hair, and her aura became if she couldn't see her eyes, her aura was beyond the reach of body of the Seven Kills Sword is shining with silver, and the simple lines have a faint hint of gold, which is really beautiful.
There is still a big difference between the beast martial soul and the weapon martial soul.
Yu Tianheng suddenly changed. A dazzling blue light suddenly lit up between his eyebrows. Then, the blue light spread from his forehead and spread all over his body in an with the blue light, there are also blue and electrified dragons. They are lingering around Yu Tianheng, majestic.
"They are indeed the top weapon spirits and beast spirits in the mainland!" the leader of Liefeng Sect said with emotion, "The strength of two nine-year-old children is already far beyond that of their peers."
"Yes, I'm afraid it will be a tough battle."
"Sect Master Ning, Sect Master Yu, what do you think?"
Yu Yuanzhen fiddled with the chair, "Both children are excellent, we will see the difference soon."
Ning Fengzhi was uncharacteristically, looking at the two children on the stage with confidence and affirmation, "They are both fine, but I believe in Mu Mu."
? ? ? ? ! ! ! ! Ning Fengzhi's words attracted the attention of many people. After all, he was a thousand-year-old fox. He usually spoke and acted very mellowly, and no one could find fault with today, he supported Ning Mumu without any humility.
Is this nine-year-old girl with a high status but blind eyes really so powerful?Everyone was greatly confused.
While I was thinking, the game had already begun.
Yu Tianheng moved first. He swooped directly towards Ning Mumu and launched an attack three meters away from Ning Mumu.
"The first soul skill, Lightning Dragon Claw!"
At this time, Yu Tianheng's right hand had completely turned into a dragon claw, with thick scales attached to the claw and wrapped with lightning.
"Sect Master Ning, why don't Miss Mu Mu hide?"
Ning Fengzhi didn't answer. He understood Ning Mumu, but he just didn't want to take the initiative to attack. He just wanted his opponent to make the first the opponent strikes first, Ning Mumu will figure out his strength and then counterattack.
Sure enough, just before the dragon's claw hit Ning Mumu, she tapped his toes lightly, touched the ground with his sword, and instantly jumped into the air.
Upon seeing this, Yu Tianheng withdrew the dragon claw. Just a second after Ning Mumu landed, he activated the thunder dragon claw again.
Pretty Mumu commented, flipping backwards in the air, and once again dodged the attack when it touched the edge of the competition stage, and used the Seven Kills Sword to bounce back.
"Ning Mumu, where is your soul skill? Don't keep hiding."
The uneasiness in Yu Tianheng's heart grew bigger and bigger. He had been worried ever since Ning Mumu released her martial the field, he didn't want Ning Mumu to hide around. This kind of game was not interesting.
"If you wish."
Ning Mumu's voice was pleasant, but her tone was cold, which chilled people's hearts.
"The First Style of Seven Kills and Nine Ultimate Skills——"
The Seven Killing Swords moved with shadows and roared slightly, rushing towards Yu Tianheng from all directions.
"This is the game!" The corners of Yu Tianheng's lips rose, and Ning Mumu finally looked squarely at his opponent.
The power of the Seven Kills Sword is undeniable. Its powerful sword power even attracted the attention of the big guys in the stands.
"Is she really nine?"
People who are also sword martial souls couldn't help but ask, who can have sword power at the age of nine? !Isn't this something only a soul saint can do?You Qibao Glazed Sect, don’t be too outrageous!
(End of this chapter)
