MTL - The Supporting Female Character Is Not Behaving Again-Chapter 161 Headache 47

Wu Yimen's full-strength attack was easily dodged by Wu Shaoqi.

The two were startled and hurried back.

But it's too late.

The sudden scene, not only the two people in Wuyimen on the stage did not react, but also the people watching the battle off the stage.

Wu Shaoqi never used weapons before, everyone thought that he was more focused on boxing or leg skills, but now I know that the other party is not like this at all, but it is not used at all when it is not real.

The two people in Wuyimen were slashed, but they did not admit defeat.

Wu Shaoqi didn't say anything, took the knife and strode towards the two of them.

Wuyimen doesn't admit defeat, that is, it is still in the competition, obviously there is no chance to win, so don't admit defeat quickly, Wu Shaoqi naturally doesn't bother to waste with them.

Wu Shaoqi has never killed anyone or seen blood, and his heart is really not that ruthless.

But if Wuyimen wants to drag on like this, it is also a dream.

Wait until the two disciples are healed before fighting?

I think too much, he is not such a kind person at all.

Even if you don't kill people directly, it's okay to let the two lose all their fighting power.

Wu Shaoqi, who was in the stands, carried a straight knife and rushed towards the two disciples, and the elders of Wuyimen were also anxious.

This is not what he wants to see, so Wu Shaoqi walked towards the two with a knife, and the elder of Wuyimen sighed: "Admit defeat."

The elders of Wuyimen conceded defeat to the two, and Wu Shaoqi was a little disappointed.

Glancing at the two of them, Wu Shaoqi bared his teeth: "What a pity."

After saying a word, Wu Shaoqi took the knife and jumped off the ring.

Although the two people in front of Wuyimen won, they were also injured.

Now that the last two lose, Wuyimen naturally loses.

The referee announced that Wanhuangzong won, and Wu Shaoqi also went to the position where everyone in Wanhuangzong stood.

As soon as I came over, Meng Changjin, Elder Cen Rong, and Elder Huaishui each patted their shoulders: "Good boy, good job."

Others of Wanhuang Sect also cheered when they saw Wu Shaoqi.

Once upon a time, Wu Shaoqi was the representative of the Wanhuang Sect and was a waste, but today, he has become the pride of the Wanhuang Sect.

"Everyone is good. When the competition is over, all of them will be rewarded." Meng Changjin glanced at everyone in the Wanhuang Sect, smiled slightly, and said.

"Yeah! Long live the Sect Master! Long live Senior Brother Shaoqi!" The disciples of Wanhuang Sect raised their hands and exclaimed.

Meng Changjin said nothing.

The competition of Wanhuangzong has ended. Although Wu Shaoqi's exposed strength is not much, it is estimated that the presence of him will be more jealous of him.

The disciples were going to see the competition in other arenas. Meng Changjin and the two elders did not stop them, but gave Yao Bingyu a wink, Yao Bingyu nodded rigorously and followed Wu Shaoqi closely. behind.

Wu Shaoqi looked at Yao Bingyu who was following behind him, shrugged helplessly, but didn't say much, just follow.

Oh, he Wu Shaoqi is a good person, why does the master always think that he is such a super thorn, and he feels uncomfortable when he doesn't cause trouble for a day?

Before, it was because Wanhuangzong was going to compete with Wuyimen, and they were not sure what mode, so everyone stayed in the sixth ring and did not move.

The game started, and I wanted to cheer up my fellows who came on stage, so naturally I couldn’t leave.

Now that the competition is over, everyone wants to go to other arenas to see how well the disciples of other sects are.

The disciples scattered to other arenas, Meng Changjin and the two elders, but several peak masters did not leave.

At this time, several people seemed to be in the stands, but they were actually communicating through voice transmission.

Although Meng Changjin's main purpose was to attach spiritual consciousness to the ball, but after walking through ten arenas, some monks whose cultivation is not as good as her, naturally relaxed She saw through her strength.

Now, Meng Changjin is transmitting the news to the two elders and several peak masters.

After understanding the specific strength distribution of these people, the two elders and several peak masters frowned.

What they thought at first was too idealistic. The Wanhuang Sect did not lack medicine pills, and after they had the magic of refining spirits, they really made rapid progress.

But the time is still too short. If you give them ten years, then the disciples must have grown up.

But it's only a few months, what can I do in a few months, and my strength has improved, but I haven't had time to learn how to deal with the enemy.

In the competition with Wuyimen, the first two completely ignored the injury. Although they seriously injured each other, they were also seriously injured and lost the game.

So now Elder Cen Rong and the others are not as optimistic as they used to be.

The original idea was to enter the top 30 and strive for the top 20.

Now I'm starting to think, otherwise I will enter the top 40 and strive for the top 30.

Seeing their expressions, Meng Changjin knew that these people had lost confidence.

She said this, and she could have guessed how they would react.

But seeing the expressions of several people, Meng Changjin's expression turned cold.

If they keep this mentality, the Wanhuang Sect will never think about progress.

"Everyone, are you afraid when you hear this? The monks should fight, and the disciples dare to fight even if they know that they are defeated. As elders and peak masters, are you afraid?" Meng Changjin The tone was a bit cold, if she didn't dare to fight, then she felt that the elders of Wanhuang Sect should be replaced.

Too lifeless, how to progress?

Hearing Meng Changjin's cool voice, Elder Cen Rong and others woke up in vain.

Yes, they are so afraid, when did they become so timid?

They are monks, monks are so timid, what are they doing monks?

"It's our fault." Elder Cen Rong said.

The first game just now, lost two games in a row.

Although Wanhuangzong won in the end, it still suffered a blow to morale.

But they forgot that the two people who came to power were restricted, and they were not allowed to use divine sense to assist.

If there is a divine help, it will definitely not be the result.

It's just that Elder Cen Rong and others think it's an experience, so they don't need to use all their strength.

This is the first place they want to go.

Although there is the meaning of training disciples, the most important thing is to enter the duality secret realm.

"Well, the Cultivator Alliance should have a way to intervene in the lottery. In fact, our opponent was not drawn by chance, but directly arranged by the Cultivator Alliance." Meng Changjin saw that several people were fighting Instead of being so sullen at the beginning, she talked about her findings casually.

However, she did not say that she cut off the fact that the consciousness was attached to the ball of the lottery.

Some things can be said, and some things cannot be said.

I was a little skeptical from the beginning, how could it be so coincidental, the top ten sects avoided it.

Now that the cultivator alliance has indeed intervened in the lottery results, it is naturally a sudden realization.

There is no evidence for this matter, and no one will believe it, but it is really unpleasant to be arranged like this.

"En." Meng Changjin snorted and said nothing.

First of all, take a precautionary shot, so that the result of the subsequent lottery will be unbelievable, that is all the cauldron of the cultivator alliance, and it has nothing to do with her.

When the sun in the sky moves from the east to the middle, and then from the middle to the west, the first round of the game is finally over.

Fifty-five winning sects, and fifty-five losing sects, have all come out.

Wanhuang Sect is naturally on the side of the winning sect.

The fifty-five sects that lost have a game in the afternoon, and the fifty-five sects that won, but as for picking out tomorrow's opponents, they can go back to rest first.

This time the lottery was not drawn in the hall, but was drawn directly in a ring.

Among them, the sect that draws No. 28 will directly advance by bye.

The lottery does not necessarily have to be the head of the sect, a denomination can send a representative to the lottery.

One by one sect, some sent elders, some sent Tianjiao disciples, on Wanhuangzong's side, Meng Changjin decisively sent Wu Shaoqi out.

When Wu Shaoqi came to power, he was under a lot of pressure and let him decide tomorrow's opponent.

Although you have the heart to be the number one in the world, but you don't have that kind of strength yet, so can you not panic?

This draw is not based on the ranking order of the previous competition, but the order of winning this time.

The first sect to go up, Meng Changjin from the audience glanced at it and didn't care.

Closing his eyes, Meng Changjin's consciousness touched dozens of threads in the sea of ​​consciousness, and he could clearly see what number that thread was.

When the top 20 sects went up, Meng Changjin started making arrangements.

Shady, this is not only the cultivator alliance can do it!

What's the matter, according to his arrangement, this number should not have been drawn.

Is the person controlling the draw ball making a mistake, or is the sect's drawing on its own?

Yun Che doesn't know, after all, the draw ball is not controlled by him. He has to preside over the draw now, and there is no way to ask the person in charge of it.

In addition, the lottery does not necessarily guarantee that all arrangements will go as expected. The people who draw the lottery just don’t catch the ball sent to their subordinates, and they can’t do anything about it.

So as long as there aren't many mistakes, don't worry about it.

The lottery continued, but for the next few times, the results of the lottery were all within his expectations.

Then it was Wanhuangzong's turn.

Wu Shaoqi received Meng Changjin's sight, stood up, and prepared to draw lots on stage.

As soon as he stepped up, Wu Shaoqi paused for a while, then he naturally raised his feet, walked to the front, and jumped onto the ring.

Walking to the box made of Lingshi, Wu Shaoqi glanced at the box, then rolled up his sleeves and put his hand into the hole above the box.

Then everyone saw that the expressions of the teenagers on the stage were constantly changing, tangled for a while, firm for a while, firm for less than two seconds, and even more tangled, anxious, and all kinds of expressions came into battle.

People from other sects who saw Wu Shaoqi showing these expressions were deeply moved.

It is normal to be anxious.

After all, if a strong opponent is drawn, it is not a good thing.

On the Wanhuangzong side, other people feel the same way, only Meng Changjin, if it is not for the expression control, it is estimated that the corners of the mouth are twitching.

Enough is enough!

It's too much acting, it's almost done!

Obviously, Wu Shaoqi still wanted to perform for a while, and continued to struggle for a long time, even others began to frown.

I know you are struggling with the lottery, but you almost got it. After so long, you have touched the **** in the lottery, right?

Can't catch one?

When everyone started frowning frantically, Wu Shaoqi on the stage finally seemed to make up his mind and grabbed a small ball out of the box.

He turned his face away, raised his hand, and said loudly, "Isn't it too bad?"

Seeing Wu Shaoqi's performance like this, everyone was speechless for a while, but at this time, no matter how much, they all looked at the small ball in Wu Shaoqi's hand, wanting to see how much Wanhuangzong had drawn.

At this sight, many faces are distorted.

"Fuck, this kid is so lucky!"

"Fuck!"

Wu Shaoqi drew nothing else, it was No. 28 who was bye.

Others come to train, but Meng Changjin is not.

Since you can get a bye, why not?

It's not that I'm full and have nothing to do.

So when Wu Shaoqi came to the stage, she told Wu Shaoqi by voice transmission that after she put her hand into the box, there would be a small ball flying into his hand, so he could just draw this one directly.

In the end, this guy Wu Shaoqi is also a showman, and he prepared a lot of scenes for this lottery.

Hearing the voices from the audience, Wu Shaoqi turned his head to look at the palm of his hand as if he was relieved.

After seeing the numbers clearly, Wu Shaoqi's face showed ecstasy: "It's a bye, I'm lucky!"

After saying happily, Wu Shaoqi took the ball and showed it to everyone in Wanhuangzong. Then everyone was envious and wanted to kill this lucky boy. He quickly stepped off the stage and rushed. Into the Wanhuangzong crowd.

Wu Shaoqi stepped down, but Yun Che, who presided over the lottery, had a dark face.

His arrangement is not like this!