Chapter 66 The cunning girl That girl injured her left leg in the competition just now? How could there be such a coincidence? I just felt a slight pain in my left calf, as if my tendons were broken and were being forcibly reconnected. And at this moment, the girl on the ring even had her leg injured in the same place as I felt the pain. It's strange. He has only been back to the sect for a few years, but he has encountered such abnormal things one after another. Could there be a causal relationship that he is unaware of? Sheng Yuan finished listening to the glorious deeds of the girl on the stage since she entered the world of immortal cultivation, and the half a quarter of an hour agreed upon by Zhou Ling and Niu Qing also arrived. "Junior sister, please go first." The game continued. Niu Qing wanted to apologize for injuring her so badly before, so he naturally had to give the opportunity to go first to Zhou Ling. As for Zhou Ling, she never thought of refusing when her opponent offered her a move. If you don't take advantage of an opportunity, you're a bastard. If you want to win, of course you should stay within the rules and try to seize the initiative. After the first half of the match, Zhou Ling had almost figured out the style of this Senior Brother Niu. Whether in offense or defense, he is a relatively stable type. Facing such an opponent, if we only consider strength, it would be difficult not to be defeated by him, let alone win. Therefore, Zhou Ling could only change his way of thinking to deal with the challenge. If she can’t fight Brother Niu head-on, she can use her wits to outwit him.
Niu Qing soon discovered that Junior Sister Zhou's fighting style had changed. It wasn't a change that made it possible to see her routine, but rather it had become erratic, making it difficult to grasp her true intentions when she attacked. It was obvious that this junior sister's strength was far inferior to his. Almost all the attacks she launched at him with all her might were blocked by him in time. Even if there were one or two that he failed to block, as long as she was not so ruthless as to risk her life to bite off a piece of her own flesh, she would not be able to really hurt him like last time. So why does she look for every opportunity to give him a gentle beating? Tickle him? "He's young, but he's quite smart." Sheng Yuan, who was standing in the spectator's seat, couldn't help but sneered. "Not only that, this little girl is very cunning. I'm afraid Niu Qing will suffer a loss." "It's also because this little girl is capable. Even though there's such a huge difference in strength, she still dares to play such a trick. Fortunately, it's Niu Qing who's on the stage today. If it was someone else, she probably wouldn't have had a chance to make a move." "But... this is too unfair. Isn't this bullying an honest person? After all, whose disciple can be so omnipotent that he can even understand this kind of formation hidden in the corners." A row of big guys huddled in a corner watching the show couldn't help but comment. Niu Qing on the stage impatiently waved his sword to push Zhou Ling away, and then he realized something was wrong with his body. In order to complete the formation, Zhou Ling didn't have time to block his attack, and was injured in the lungs by his sword energy. He couldn't bear it, so he took a few steps back and knelt heavily on the ground, vomiting blood. The man looked disheveled, but the corners of his mouth were raised. The blood rushed up from this injury, and Zhou Ling's originally clear almond-shaped eyes were stained with blood. But she lowered her head to wipe the blood from the corner of her mouth, and when she raised her face again, her eyes were full of a smile of success. "Brother, you lose." "Nonsense." Niu Qing's face sank. He knew that this little girl had done something to him, but he didn't know what was wrong. "Senior Brother Niu has always been humble and I appreciate your kindness. Why don't you ask me to step down? Otherwise, I might lose face. In terms of strength, I am far inferior to you, but this is a competition, and I want to win, so I used some tricks and used a formation on you." He couldn't even figure out how he set up the formation. Zhou Ling doubted that if he didn't explain it clearly, Senior Brother Niu might not even know how he lost. "Formation? What kind of formation?" He looked down at his body. It was just a few small cuts on his clothes. They were caused by the various methods used by his junior sister. Occasionally, some places were scratched and the skin was slightly broken, but they were all minor injuries and nothing serious. How could this be called a formation? Could it be that this little girl was playing tricks on him and wanted to play a psychological game with him, so she tricked him, let him step down on his own, and then she won the game? Thinking of this, Niu Qing straightened his back, held the sword in his hand carefully, his eyes were firm, his slightly thick lips were tightly pursed, and he looked stubborn. "I won't." Zhou Ling felt helpless when she heard him utter these three words. Although she felt helpless, it was within her expectations.
"My apologies, Senior Brother Niu." Zhou Ling suddenly raised his right hand, spread his five fingers slightly, and gently rotated it in the direction of Niu Qing. At this moment, the large and small holes on Niu Qing's body and clothes suddenly became bright. Those small holes, big and small, gradually merged into a strange line, connecting them together and tightly binding Niu Qing inside. "What's wrong? What happened? I just came from the Jindan Arena. How did my stupid disciple fall into the hands of a little girl? There is such a huge difference in strength, how did he get trapped in the formation!?" Niu Qing's master knew that his opponent today was Zhou Ling, and thought that he was sure to win, so he no longer paid attention to him, but went to the Jindan arena to see his eldest disciple. As a result, when the eldest disciple's competition had just finished, he stopped by to check on his second disciple, only to see that the second disciple was trapped on the stage, looking like he was about to lose! He was at the entrance of the spectator stands, holding his head with both hands and scratching his hair in worry, his wrinkled face full of disbelief. "What are you still asking? We want to ask you, what's wrong with your disciple? What do you usually teach him? Formation! You only teach him to raise beasts and practice swordsmanship? You didn't teach him formation? This stupid boy, if he knew a little bit of formation routines, he wouldn't have lost this battle!" The person who was closer answered him with a look of disappointment on his face. At this time, the situation on the stage has undergone earth-shaking changes. The formation that was used on Niu Qing's body again and again was an extremely common Soul Locking Formation, but this formation was sometimes too useless, so a formation master upgraded it. Most people used the upgraded version, and the original version of the formation was gradually forgotten. The only advantage of the first version of the formation is that the formation can change with the shape. As long as the final evolved result quantity remains unchanged, the position of the formation can be changed at will. Once this soul-locking formation is activated, the spiritual energy of the person or object being locked will be trapped. If a cultivator loses his spiritual power, he will be no different from an ordinary person except that he is a little stronger. When Niu Qing found that he could not raise his spiritual power, it was too late. He raised the sword in his hand and let it fall, but it was easily grasped by the little girl in front of him. The kid, who was almost half a body shorter than him, raised his face with a smile, reached out and grasped his sword blade, then gently pushed it to the side. Niu Qing almost vomited blood. At this point, what else did he not understand? These minor injuries on his body were actually caused by a formation! It was a soul-locking formation!!! "Zhuangzhuang! What are you doing, Zhuangzhuang? Come on!" When a major crisis occurs on one's side, the first reaction is of course to call on one's partners for help. But when his gaze turned and fell on Zhuangzhuang, Niu Qing seemed to hear a snap, the sound of his heart breaking into two. The usually honest cow seemed to have taken the wrong medicine today. It was half lying on the ground, swinging its tail wildly, and its eyes were as bright as light bulbs. Cows can't laugh, but he clearly saw that the corners of Zhuangzhuang's mouth were curled up! (End of this chapter)