MTL - When Golden Finger Meets Salted Fish-Chapter 31 temporary assignment
Yun Qingyue hugged the little white tiger and walked along with the flow of people, and gradually there were noises.
The little white tiger probed his head to look at the source of the noise, and saw several rings standing in the city. It's just that they are a little far away, and there are still many people around the ring, so they can't see clearly what is going on in the ring for a while.
Yun Qingyue didn't look around specifically, but he also knew what happened there, so he continued to follow the flow of people and said, "It's a fighting match. Except for the three sects discussing martial arts, the Xuanqing sect will hold a grand ceremony every ten years." Bi, before the big competition, Xuanqing City was extremely lively. Fighting matches, auctions, and exchange of resources will all be concentrated during this period, and the disciples will use this to obtain resources for the final sprint."
The so-called fighting competitions are naturally rewarding, and those who win will never leave empty-handed. Auction is naturally also a way to obtain resources, but it is very expensive, but it is not a loss if you can buy resources that suit you. Not to mention the exchange of resources, the most intuitive ones are those who set up stalls on the street to get what they need between buying and selling.
Such painstaking tossing is naturally purposeful. For example, the top ten in the outer sect competition can enter the inner sect, and the top ten in the inner sect can worship monks above Yuanying. Don't look at it as just apprenticeship, there is a big difference between having a master and not having a master in the sect.
These are the sect's rules, but they have little to do with the little white tiger, so Yun Qingyue only mentions them briefly, but doesn't talk about them in depth.
While talking, one person and one tiger have already followed the flow of people to the side of the ring.
There are quite a lot of arenas for fighting competitions, there are fighting skills, sword fighting, alchemy fighting, talisman fighting, fighting weapons, fighting formations, fighting martial arts... It's hard to understand, the so-called fighting martial arts is fighting Force, there is no limit on weapons, you can use anything with a knife, gun, ax and axe. However, fighting swords has been separated into another category, and those who use swords are not included, as if swordsmanship is particularly special.
But the complaints are the complaints, these competitions have nothing to do with the little white tiger, she is just watching the fun. And the only thing on the stage that could have anything to do with her was perhaps the arena where the beast masters fought beasts.
At this time, the scent of medicine is bursting on the alchemy stage, the fighting talisman is lifted up to walk the dragon, the sword is shining brightly on the sword fighting stage, and the magic light is shining on the martial arts stage... Each arena has its own characteristics. Humans are almost dizzying. But these arenas were either moving or still, and only the monks were tossing about. In terms of the scene, it was not as lively and dazzling as the beast master's arena.
At this moment, there were two monks standing on the arena. One stood in front of a flame lion, while the other stood in front of a split cloud leopard. Both spirit beasts have the potential to advance to the Golden Core, but they are not yet adults. Like their masters, they are just good enough to build a foundation—if the two spirit beasts are already Golden Core, use them as a help , their masters have already entered the inner sect as apprentices, so they are not still competing here.
Yun Qingyue was always very considerate. Seeing the little white tiger staring at the two cats, he briefly introduced: "These are the Flaming Lion and the Cloud Leopard. The Flame Lion is good at fire, and the Cloud Leopard is good at strength and speed."
When he heard the Cracked Cloud Leopard, Little White Tiger's ears twitched, and felt that the name was slightly familiar, as if he had heard it before?
After thinking about it carefully, I finally remembered it. When she first entered Xuanqingzong, the bottle of milk that was snatched from her by Zhiming Shenjun was not the one that her senior sister robbed from Lieyunbao?
With this connection, the little white tiger's eyes immediately fell on Lieyunbao, full of curiosity. Before the two on the stage started fighting, a system prompt sounded in her ear—
"Ding, congratulations to the host for initiating a temporary mission and trying your edge for the first time: As a warlike white tiger beast, the battle in front of you makes your blood boil. Even if you are still young, you still want to try your edge.
After completing the task, every time you defeat a spirit beast of the same level, you can get +5000 experience points and +25 points, with no upper limit.
Every time you defeat a high-level spirit beast, you can get +50,000 experience points and +250 points, with no upper limit. "
Just to watch the lively salted fish little waste tiger: "..."
Thank you, I'm just a salty fish, I'm not aggressive, and I don't have the blood to fight.
The originally enthusiastic little white tiger lost his face in an instant, and Yun Qingyue, who was afraid of being observant, found out, so he had to turn his head and ask the system secretly: "Where did this temporary task come from? Can I not do it?"
The system's light cluster flickered for a while, and then said in a tone of hatred: "Cub, can you stop being so salty?!"
The little white tiger squinted at it: "Talk well, don't call me a cub, it's like how old you are."
The system baby, who had been out of the factory for less than a month, was dumbfounded for a moment, but finally returned to normal, and replied weakly: "Yes, whatever you want, anyway, the system has not loaded the penalty system."
The sensory system becomes Buddha in an instant, but what does that matter? Jiang Mo was satisfied after hearing this answer. She doesn't like being forced, whether it's a system that is forced to bind, or to perform tasks forcibly—thanks to the system's silly and sweet temper, she first coaxed her into it with two milk candies. Let go of your prejudices, otherwise, after finding a backer, it will be thrown into the cold palace sooner or later.
It's just that Jiang Mo was not happy for a while, and the system said quietly again: "The system will not force the host to complete the task, but the issued task will be displayed on the panel. If it is not completed, it will always be displayed as unfinished."
Jiang Mo paused when he heard this, and silently clicked on the character panel, and sure enough, he saw a striking red "unfinished" prompt on it.
This is very worrying, because Jiang Mo has a slight obsessive-compulsive disorder, which is specifically manifested in the fact that every red message on the mobile phone software reminds her that she has to click to dismiss it. Otherwise, looking at those red dots, she will feel uncomfortable all over. And now she doesn't have a mobile phone, but she has a system that I don't know how long she will be with her, and there is such an eye-catching message prompt on the system panel...
Jiang Mo felt that the system might be intentional, but the existence of this kind of reminder seemed understandable. She stared at the red "unfinished" reminder, and the pattern of "王" on her forehead was about to get tangled up.
Yun Qingyue finally realized that something was wrong with her, so she turned the little white tiger around and asked, "What's wrong?"
Jiang Mo hesitated, before deciding whether to do this temporary task, and saw that the competition in the ring had already begun—the flame lion attacked first, and a large flame shot out as soon as he stomped his feet, occupying most of the ring, and went straight to the opponent on the opposite side attack. The Cloud Splitting Leopard didn't panic at all when it saw this, and with a low growl, it grabbed its claws directly, and the flames in front of it were torn apart by it, and it also took the opportunity to rush straight at the opponent...
Seeing this scene, the little white tiger stared wide-eyed, feeling that the whole tiger was going to be bad: "System, system, do you want me to compete with them? This fire, this paw! , are you sure I can survive?!"
The system also seemed to be stuck for a moment, and then said: "It doesn't matter the host, they are in the foundation building stage. According to your level, you are only in the Qi refining stage now. Wait for the Qi refining stage to play later, and it will not be too late for you to play again." After finishing speaking Afraid of the host's stage fright, he added: "Host, let's not ask for more, just win a game. The rookie on the first floor of Qi Refining also has 25 points."
Jiang Mo stopped talking, and watched the competition in dismay, forgetting to respond to Yun Qingyue.
Yun Qingyue looked at the competition on the field, then at the little white tiger in her arms, and sighed silently—she knew that coming to watch the competition would hurt the tiger. After the little white tiger was pecked bald by the red-capped goose, she had no expectations for the little milk tiger's strength.
Even though the little white tiger is almost at the foundation building stage after taking drugs, his true strength is only a little bit higher than that of the first-order spirit beasts, and the first-order spirit beasts can easily crush even the first-level disciples of Qi Refining ...So, the cultivation base obtained from taking drugs is really too watery. If it is possible, Yun Qingyue really wants to wring it out and see, how many catties and taels does this little milk tiger have left?
Jiang Mo didn't know that his senior sister had seen all his details. She clicked on the panel and looked at her false level and combat power. Under the system's nagging persuasion, she finally mustered up her courage.
The little white tiger patted the back of Yun Qingyue's hand with its paws, and then pointed to the ring, indicating that he wanted to go up and compete.
It's just that Yun Qingyue didn't immediately understand what she meant this time, she looked at the two spirit beasts who were fighting fiercely in the arena, and then at the little milk tiger in her arms: "What's wrong, but what's wrong? "
Yun Qingyue has always been understanding, but this is the first time that the communication has not gone smoothly. Jiang Mo couldn't speak again, so he had to gesture with his teeth and claws, trying to make Yun Qingyue understand that he also wanted to compete... It's better to choose a weaker opponent. Being abused casually.
Perhaps the little waste tiger's gesticulations were too vivid, but Yun Qingyue still understood it.
But after seeing it clearly, she couldn't help but sigh in her heart—the white tiger is aggressive, known as the **** of war, but the aggressive one in front of her is aggressive, but she is so weak that she still fights, she is really afraid that she will be killed if she is not careful. Killed!
Concerned about the self-esteem of the beast, Yun Qingyue didn't dare to say it clearly, so he hugged the little white tiger to persuade him: "You are still young, don't rush to fight with others, and it won't be too late to fight again when your physique recovers in the future." Said Wan also used the two beasts in the arena as an example: "Look at that flame lion, at least one or twenty years old, and the Cloud Splitting Leopard next to it is about bigger than it. You are only a month old now, so there is no need to compare with them. "
This is polite, but in fact the strength of beasts is not based on age at all, but on blood. The bloodlines of the flame lion and cloud split leopard have already determined their upper limit, and the white tiger should have exceeded their upper limit at birth by virtue of its bloodline.
Jiang Mo had seen many of them before, and it's not that he didn't understand this truth, but seeing Yun Qingyue coaxing him patiently, he still felt very ironic in his heart. She rubbed her furry head against Yun Qingyue's hand, expressing that she had received the other party's kindness, but the task had to be done, and the "unfinished" prompt on the panel could not hang forever, so she yelled "Aww", and again Point the paw to the arena.
It can be seen that she is determined to compete once.
Yun Qingyue was a little tired, but he couldn't resist the little white tiger's coquettishness, so he had no choice but to turn his attention to the beast masters with spirit beasts under the ring, hoping to find the weakest one...Of course, they can't just play like this, after all There are many Xuanqingzong disciples here, and many people know her. If someone sees that the supervisor is defeated by a low-level spirit beast, what will she do in the next thousand years?
Or should they change their faces before choosing an opponent?
