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Li Pan casually threw away the black chess piece in his hand: “You woke up much faster than I thought, and saved me a lot of time.”
“In that case, let’s pack up and go to Kunshan in a few days.”
Qiao Wan was stunned: “So fast?”
Li Pan said in a deep voice: “That’s enough.”
Before he finished speaking, a red figure suddenly floated down outside the window. Wang Ruyi stood on his head and applauded: “Well done!!”
Li Fan didn’t even look at it. He calmly picked up a black chess piece and hit Wang Ruyi directly in the head.
Wang Ruyi covered her forehead and complained angrily: “Uncle Li, you are so unkind.”
“Qiaoqiao, will you take me back to Kunshan this time?” Wang Ruyi smoothed her hair and sat up straighter seriously.
After leaving Jiuyue Mountain, Wang Ruyi followed “Lu Cixian” to Buping Academy and temporarily stayed in Buping Academy.
Li Pan smiled: “Follow me, what can you do?”
“Uncle Li, you don’t understand.” The female corpse sat up straight with a serious expression, “Fellow Daoist Chu once told me.”
“The best way to deal with a **** is to be more of a **** than her.”
I forgot to mention that since taking a hot spring bath, Wang Ruyi and Chu Tongzheng established a magical friendship and have kept in touch until now.
Li Pan:……
The ignorant, stupid, straight man’s eyebrows twitched slightly. This was indeed a very simple and crude trick.
“Take me with you.” The female corpse blinked and spoke softly, “Brother Cixian?”
The young man’s frosty face turned slightly red.
“…”
Li Pan, the ignorant and stupid straight man, had his eyebrows twitching again, and he coughed twice.
“Now that you’re gone, I have something else to tell you.”
Qiao Wan immediately saluted, “Senior, please speak.”
“For your own plan, you must not conflict with Zhou Yan now.” Li Fan said calmly, “Zhou Yan is your master. You must know his character well. This person is indecisive. Should you deal with him? Those four words, the most important thing is to attack the heart.”
“I need you to pretend to reconcile with him and help me find something.”
*
The 120th floor.
Soon.
Puffing heavily and leaning the sword against the tree, Qiao Wan took out the jade token in her arms again. With bleeding fingers, she opened the Kunshan “Forum” tremblingly and took a look.
The Xiao family moved much faster than she expected.
Although I have never seen public opinion on Weibo, I am well aware of the importance of people’s words being feared and the importance of three people becoming a tiger. I quickly started to play the trick of “controlling criticism” without any guidance, and the performance is as follows , starting from the third quarter of the day, the public opinion on this jade plaque began to turn one-sided, which was obviously the result of someone’s involvement.
——Although Taoist friend Mu is “stirring”, in the secret realm, it is an irrefutable fact that Qiao Wan wants to kill his fellow senior sister. Mu’s friends are worried about her safety, and I think this is understandable. It’s human nature.
Remarks like this, trying to smooth things over, each using a big stick, acting as a legitimate guest, have abruptly turned the trend in another direction.
Bailong, the sinister waste who has never experienced Weibo tearing up the world, held the jade slip with tears in his eyes.
What should I do? ! qaq
However, this discussion went on and on, and under the guidance of thoughtful people, the focus finally shifted to “Can Qiao Wan successfully hit 220 in three days?”
——Not to mention this, Qiao Wan went to climb the tower just to climb the tower, right? Can she hit 220?
——Although the inner sect disciples do not often go to the White Tower, these 200 will be the world of the inner sect from now on. These inner sect brothers and sisters are not so easy to deal with. Fighting on every level is difficult to reach the sky.
——220? I estimate that Qiao will have to go back home if he arrives on the 180th floor late.
Hmm…
After pondering for a while, Qiao Wan decided to go to the canteen to have a meal first.
Although her traffic is quite high, Qiao Wan scratched her head, but it has not reached the point where everyone in Kunshan is paying attention. In short, let the public opinion ferment for a while.
In the White Tower, I tortured or was tortured for a whole day. Knowing that my physical strength and spirit had reached the limit, I casually re-bandaged the wound, called Jun Caiwei and Gan Nan, and rushed to the canteen without stopping.
As soon as they arrived at the cafeteria, they bumped into Qi Feidao and Fang Lingqing.
“Hey, that’s not it.” Holding a rice plate, Fang Lingqing was stunned for a moment and stopped subconsciously.
Qi Feidao: “What is that not?”
Fang Lingqing: “Isn’t that…that Qiao Wan?”
Qi Feidao also paused and glanced in Fang Lingqing’s direction.
The girl has already walked away, her head is shiny, her face is splattered with blood that has not been wiped off in time, she is wearing a pink gauze skirt, and she looks fierce.
The man was wearing straw sandals and raised the corners of his lips.
Hey, this Demon Realm Emperor Ji really has a bit of personality.
……
Qiao Wan, who was eating, had no idea that Xiao Huan, who was self-taught and had played with the method of “control and evaluation” for a while, was leaning on the soft couch and asked with a smile: “Has everything been dealt with? ”
Jun Caiwei didn’t eat. He just drank. He raised his head and took a sip of wine. The man raised his eyes slightly and nodded at the jade slip on the dining table: “Pay attention, I think the Xiao family may be here.” Let’s start.”
Qiao Wan expressionlessly picked up a bowl of rice, chewed it, and made gestures.
In the face of this absolute strength, all conspiracies and tricks are just paper tigers.
There are still two days left, and now she must focus all her energy on how to get to 220.
220 No matter how difficult it is, can Meng Canglang, Xie Xingzhi and Bai Shanhu be so cruel? The combat power of these three people can be ranked up to the 220th floor, not to mention the Demon Emperor whose combat power has broken through the ceiling of the White Tower. She has fought against him, so she has nothing to fear!
Put down the rice bowl, pick up the sword on the table, and go away in a hurry.
Gan Nan looked worried: “Is my little sister okay? I always feel a little worried.”
Jun Caiwei waved her hand: “Don’t worry, don’t worry.”
Mei Yuanbai, Su Buhuo’s daughter.
Jun Caiwei sneered inwardly, what else is there to worry about?
In the next two days, Qiao Wan’s back was blazing with flames. The trumpet was rushing day and night, and the big trumpet was running aggressively at full speed, crushing them all the way without falling a single round.
【Fuck me! Fellow Taoists, Qiao Wan has won twenty consecutive games! 】
【Thirty consecutive wins! 】
【Forty consecutive wins! 】
Affected by this passionate fighting spirit, Gan Nan hesitated for a moment, then rolled up his sleeves and devoted himself to the arduous struggle to climb the tower
Everyone in Kunshan worked hard and stretched their necks, waiting for Qiao Wan to fall from the white tower. In sharp contrast, her fellow senior sister Mu Xiaoxiao stopped at There are more than sixty floors, and it is difficult to go further.
*
In the quiet room, Master Xuanzhong glanced at the swordsman sitting next to him with a smile: “Does Master Xuanzhong think Qiao Wan can score 220?”
Zhou Yan lowered his eyebrows: “Wan’er is my disciple. I have tried my best to get to the 200th level. After that, I will have real disciple Gong Yuanfan, Elder Xuantong’s disciple Wen Xiaowei and Elder Miaoxing’s disciple. Waiting for a while The elite of the family are in charge, but Wan’er is young and has little experience.”
Qiao Wan her…
Master Yuqing frowned, with little expression on his face.
Compared with Xiaoxiao, it is still a bit too extreme.
“Listen to what you mean, you just can’t get to 220?” Master Xuanzhong smiled, “It’s hard to say. After all, he is a young man who loves to work hard. If he works hard, he might get to 220. ”
After taking a sip of tea, Master Xuanzhong extended an invitation: “I wonder if Master Xuanzhong would like to go to the White Tower with me?”
Zhou Yan was silent for a moment, then stood up and said, “Okay.”
To be honest, he didn’t believe Qiao Wan could hit 220.
Many people came to the scene for this crucial arena match. A group of idle Kunshan disciples spontaneously gathered on Bikong Island, waiting for the result of this match.
In addition to Zhou Yan, the people who came were also Mu Xiaoxiao.
As soon as she saw Zhou Yan, the girl bowed and saluted, and softly shouted: “Master.”
After seeing the real person Xuanzhong next to Zhou Yan: “The real person.”
Master Xuanzhong smiled kindly: “Xiaoxiao, I haven’t seen you for a few days, but you are a little prettier than before. How is your cultivation? Is there anything you don’t understand?”
Mu Xiaoxiao shook his head.
Xuanzhong Zhenren’s mouth said: “Your junior sister is now in her forties and has already formed elixirs. She is from the same sect. Xiaoxiao, you should learn more from your junior sister.”
The old man smiled teasingly: “Also, after next year, you will be 55 years old? You are already a big girl, why are you still pestering your master like a little girl?”
Mu Xiaoxiao paused for half a second, and then realized that the real person Xuanzhong in front of her meant that she was focusing all her energy on dressing up.
He couldn’t help but feel a little uneasy, and subconsciously looked at Zhou Yan.
Zhou Yan stared straight ahead, not looking this way, but raised his hand slightly: “Xiaoxiao, come to me.”
Mu Xiaoxiao then walked over nervously, her skirt skimming the ground like a new peach blooming.
“Master, Junior Sister Wan’er, she…”
Master Xuanzhong glanced at him and smiled: “What? Are you worried about your junior sister?”
“I’m just worried about Junior Sister Wan’er’s safety.” Mu Xiaoxiao was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously muttered: “It would be okay if we win, but if we lose…”
Master Xuanzhong stroked his beard, smiled meaningfully, and winked, “Don’t worry, just take a good look at your junior sister’s performance.”
Qiao Wan, whether she can hit 220 is still unknown.
Noticing the movement of the wheelchair behind him, Master Xuanzhong did not even turn his head and said with a smile: “Master Ma, you are here too.”
The answer was a deep male voice: “I have met the real person Xuanzhong.”
After sitting down, Ma Huaizhen turned his attention to the field.
In this match, Qiao Wan’s opponent happened to be Weng Hui.
The young senior brother saluted with a warm smile, “Fellow Daoist Qiao, we meet again.”
When his eyes fell on the girl in front of him, Weng Hui felt a little emotional.
At the foot of Changhong Cliff, the scene of the girl slapping Ji Ci with a **** face was still vivid in my mind. Unexpectedly, after a few months of hard work, she had already formed the elixir and stood in front of him openly.
The girl has a tight figure, clear eyes, and no trace of excess fat on her body. She is obviously a warrior who is ready to go.
Not a monk, but a warrior, a simple warrior.
Jun Caiwei stood under the ring and watched: “This battle is the real first battle for Brother Niu when he returns to Kunshan. He must win well and make a good comeback.”
Gan Nan is still a little uneasy.
The first one to strike was Weng Hui, and the young man whispered: “I’m sorry.”
Take the lead!
Qiao Wan immediately greeted him without fear!
Even though Weng Hui was as gentle as jade, he was actually using a big sword. The sword was strong and steady, and he pressed straight down without any speed or slowness.
As for Qiao Wan, she was empty-handed.
Empty handed?
The Kunshan disciples were all stunned.
Before confronting Weng Hui, Qiao Wan knew in her heart that the outcome of her makeshift sword against Weng Hui’s knife would be very miserable.
So this time, she planned to use her hands.
Qiao Wan’s head began to spin rapidly. The previous fight with Xie Xingzhi at the Three Religions Discussion Conference helped her set up an evaluation unit, thank you.
Conservative estimation, assuming that 1 Xie Xingzhi = 3 Weng Hui.
She can knock back Xie Xingzhi half a foot away with one palm
So, with one palm she can knock back the man 1.5 feet, which is approximately 4.995 meters.
Well, that’s enough.
The big blade was extremely sharp, but the girl took half a step back, and actually connected with her bare hands with a pair of fleshy palms!
Bang!
A muffled sound.
Unexpectedly, he was unscathed. A pair of fleshy palms pushed away the sharp blade with a few strokes. With a turn of his wrist, he firmly grasped the back of the blade in his hand.
As soon as they fought, Weng Hui secretly screamed something bad.
I don’t know what method Qiao Wan used, his body shape drifted, his palm skills were weird, the energy of the sword was like a mud cow entering the sea, and it couldn’t stir up any waves. At this time, the back of the sword was held by Qiao Wan, and a big sword suddenly seemed as heavy as a stone. , I couldn’t pull it out, I couldn’t chop it down, and I was in a dilemma for a while.
Qiao Wan…has retained her strength?
A bold guess slowly came to mind. For a moment, Weng Hui was dumbfounded by this guess and was slightly distracted.
It took just three days to fight all the way from the first floor to the 220th floor. The amount of physical strength and energy required during this period was unimaginable to others. If he could still retain his strength to deal with him in such a high-intensity battle.
Is Qiao Wan cheating? ! !
We are all monks. The Kunshan disciples in the audience have obviously thought of this, and a question has emerged in their minds.
Qiao Wan… is made of iron, right? !
Obviously, no. Although she is a self-cultivation and has forged her body to the extreme, the girl is still a flesh and blood body. Supporting this flesh and blood body, she just scored 220. This perseverance is worthy of the real person Xuanzhong. Amazed again and again.
“Zhenren, you have a good apprentice.”
Zhou Yan was startled.
He never thought that Qiao Wan could reach the 220th level, but now the girl in the ring and Weng Hui, who was in the golden elixir stage, were evenly matched.
Under the ring, everyone was speechless.
Is this still Qiao Wan?
Is this still the good-for-nothing Qiao Wan who used the back door? !
Compared with the embarrassing and narrow victory in the battle under Changhong Cliff, the girl’s attacks were obviously more agile, with a wide range of moves, and a little more calm and calm demeanor.
The two people on the stage almost became two intertwined afterimages.
Facing the strange looks from around her, Mu Xiaoxiao tightened her skirt and looked at Qiao Wan with complicated eyes.
At this point, she no longer knows how she feels about Qiao Wan.
The girl thought helplessly.
She envied her, longed to be her, was jealous of her, and secretly despised her in her heart.
Catching Weng Hui’s momentary loss of concentration, Qiao Wan immediately took a few steps forward.
Although the girl was slim and graceful, these few steps were like a mountain toppling over, causing Weng Hui to break into a cold sweat and he could only step back continuously.
At this moment, Qiao Wan moved again! Slap the back of the knife with your backhand!
Dang!
The energy penetrates along the back of the knife, into the handle, and then to the skin.
Weng Hui felt that most of his body was suddenly numb. A strong force mixed with a hint of thunder and lightning rushed towards him like a mountain, shaking him so hard that he couldn’t move. His wrist was sore. Immediately fell to the ground.
Qiao Wan quickly fished it out with quick eyes and hands, turned around, and drew the knife!
Sword One·Quick Kill! !
The sound of the golden blade breaking through the air sounded!
The wide-mouthed broadsword was pressed close to the young man’s handsome face, and it was deeply inserted into the lacquered pillar of the arena behind him.
The entire White Tower was deathly silent for a second, and in an instant, there was an uproar, because this round had not even lasted a quarter of an hour.
“How is it?” In the stands, Master Xuanzhong adjusted his posture to a more comfortable position, sat steadily, and smiled at Mu Xiaoxiao.
“Are you still worried about the safety of your junior sister now?”
In an instant, Mu Xiaoxiao looked ashen.
But there was no joy of victory as everyone imagined. Although he won, Qiao Wan was still thinking about another thing.
Withdrawing the knife, Qiao Wan looked at the man in white clothes who was stunned in the ring. His gaze touched Zhou Yan’s cold eyes, and he paused slightly, feeling a little hesitant and wavering in his heart.
Could it be that…she really wanted to pretend to reconcile with Zhou Yan and deceive his feelings like Senior Li said?