NOVEL NEXT Chapter 32: Chapter 31
Yun Qingyue hugged the little white tiger and walked along with the flow of people, and eventually got to their destination.
The little white tiger probed her head to look at the source of the noise and saw several rings standing. It's just that they are a little far away, and there are still many people around them, so she can't see clearly what is going on in the ring.
Yun Qingyue didn't look around specifically, but she also knew what happened there, so she continued to follow the flow of people and said, "It's a fighting match. In addition to the three-sect martial arts discussion, the Xuanqing sect will hold a big competition every ten years. 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, however, 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 cultivators above Nascent Soul. Don't look at it as just an 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 sword fighting, alchemy fighting, talisman fighting, weapon fighting, formation fighting, martial arts... It's hard to understand. The so-called Martial arts fighting is the comparison of force. There is no restriction on weapons, you can use anything: a knife, a gun, or an axe. However, sword fighting has been separated into another category, and those who use swords are not included, as if sword cultivation is particularly special.
But the complaints are just complaints, these competitions have nothing to do with the little white tiger, she is just watching the fun. The only thing on the stage that could have anything to do with her was perhaps the arena where the beast masters fought.
At this time, the scent of medicine was bursting on the alchemy stage, the fighting talisman was lifted to walk the dragon, the sword was shining brightly on the sword fighting stage, and the magic light was shining on the martial arts stage... Each arena has its own characteristics and for Those watching, it is almost dizzying. However, only the cultivators were tossing about in those arenas. In terms of the scene, it was not as lively and dazzling as the beast master's arena.
At this moment, two cultivators were standing in 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 Golden Core, but they are not yet adults. Like their masters, they were in the Foundation-building realm. If the two spirit beasts were already at Golden Core, with their help, their masters would have already become inner sect disciples, so they would not still be competing here.
Yun Qingyue was always very considerate. Seeing the little white tiger staring at the two cats, she briefly introduced: "These are the Flame Lion and the Split Cloud Leopard. The Flame Lion is good at fire techniques, and the Split Cloud Leopard is good at strength and speed."
When she heard the Split Cloud Leopard, Jiang Mo's ears twitched, and felt she that the name was slightly familiar, as if she had heard it before.
After thinking about it carefully, she finally remembered it. When she first entered the Xuanqing sect, the bottle of milk that was snatched from her by Zhiming Shenjun was the one that her senior sister got from the Split Cloud Leopard.
With this connection, the little white tiger's eyes immediately fell on it, 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: As a warlike White Tiger divine 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. "
The little white tiger salted fish, who just wanted to watch the excitement: "..."
Thank you. I'm just a salted fish. I'm not aggressive, and I don't want to fight.
The originally enthusiastic little white tiger lost her face in an instant. It didn't want Yun Qingyue, who was observant, to find out, so she had to turn her 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 system suddenly became a 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 forcefully being bound to a system, or to perform tasks forcibly—thanks to the system's silly and sweet temper, she first coaxed 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.
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 she heard this, and silently clicked on the character panel, and sure enough, she 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 she doesn't know how long 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 "King" 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 attack the opponent on the opposite side.
The Split Cloud 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, 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 bad: "System, system, you want me to compete with them?! This fire, this claw! Are you sure I can even survive?!"
The system also seemed to be stuck for a moment, and then said: "It doesn't matter 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 beasts to fight later, and it will not be too late for you to fight." After finishing speaking, afraid of the host's stage fright, it 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 tiger's strength.
Even though the little white tiger is almost at the Foundation-building stage after taking pills, her true strength is only a little bit higher than that of the first-order spirit beasts, and the first-order spirit beasts can only crush the little 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 pounds this little milk tiger has left.
Jiang Mo didn't know that her Senior Sister had seen all these 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 she wanted to go up and compete.
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? "
Yun Qingyue has always been understanding, but this is the first time that the communication has not gone smoothly. Jiang Mo couldn't speak yet, so she had to gesture with her teeth and claws, trying to make Yun Qingyue understand that she also wanted to compete... It's better to choose a weaker opponent. She is still young and doesn't want to be abused casually.
Perhaps the little tiger's gesticulations were too vivid, but Yun Qingyue still understood it.
After seeing it clearly, she couldn't
help but sigh in her heart—the white tiger is aggressive, and known as the God of war. The one in front of her is aggressive too, but she is so weak that if she fights, she is afraid that she will be killed if she is not careful.
Concerned about the self-esteem of the Divine beast, Yun Qingyue didn't dare to say it clearly, so she hugged the little white tiger to persuade her: "You are still young. Don't rush to fight with others. It won't be too late to fight again when your physique recovers in the future." After saying that, she also took the two beasts in the ring as an example: "Look at that Flame Lion, It is at least twenty years old, and the Split Cloud 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. "
That's polite, but in fact, the strength of beasts is not based at all on age, but on blood. The bloodlines of the Flame Lion and the Split Cloud Leopard have determined their upper limit, and the White Tiger, relying on the bloodline, should have exceeded their upper limit at birth.
Jiang Mo had seen many of them before, and it's not that she didn't understand this truth, but seeing Yun Qingyue coaxing her patiently, she 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.
Jiang Mo has seen a lot in the past. It's not that he doesn't understand this truth, but seeing Yun Qingyue coaxing her patiently, she still felt very depressed. Her head rubbed against Yun Qingyue's hands to show 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 be hung forever, so she shouted and pointed her claws to the ring again.
It can be seen that she is determined to compete once.
Yun Qingyue was a little tired, but she couldn't resist the little white tiger's coquettishness. Finally, she had to turn her eyes to the beast masters with spiritual beasts under the ring, hoping to find the weakest one... Of course, they can't play like this. After all, there are many disciples of Xuanqing Sect here, and there are quite a lot of people who know her. In case someone sees the supervisor 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?