Qin Ming stood on the battlefield, panting, covered in blood, with dozens of shocking wounds.
He lowered his head, his consciousness was groggy, as if he might collapse at any time.
It's the limit!
The martial arts field was quiet at first, and then there was sparse applause. After a while, the applause became louder and louder. Even the disciples of the Eight Sects applauded him, including Yang Yi.
The guarding general looked at the main stage. After receiving the signal from the old city lord, he strode towards Qin Ming and raised his right hand: "In the second round, the first battle, Qingyun Sect Qin Ming won and was granted entry into the top ten of this Eight Sects Tea Party. !”
No one is dissatisfied, no one has any objections. Although the level is a little worse, there is no doubt about the strength and he can bear the name of the top ten.
"Congratulations to Sect Leader Li, Qingyun Sect has given birth to the top ten ahead of schedule." The old city lord smiled and congratulated.
The leader of the Qingyun Sect forced a smile and nodded his thanks.
No one from the other seven sects congratulated them, and they all acted very calmly. It was not because they were jealous, but because they were reminiscing about the rumors they had just heard - that the Qingyun Sect massacred the entire Qin Ming family in the city? Slave him for eight years? He sold himself to get a quota, just to save the whole city from slavery
Things are getting interesting.
I'm afraid the leader of the Qingyun Sect didn't even know that Qin Ming would have such an eye-catching performance, otherwise he would never have brought him here. The more eye-catching Qin Ming's performance was, the more embarrassing the Qingyun Sect became.
Qin Ming had just stepped off the high platform when his vision went dark and he fell forward, reaching his limit.
Ling Xue took the first step to hold him, regardless of the blood stains on his body, and moved him to the side to check his injuries.
Qin Ming was in a coma, but there was a faint smile on his lips. It was thrilling, but very enjoyable! He even forgot that he had a mission and was completely enjoying the battle and challenging his own limits.
"You continue the game, and we will help Qin Ming back." Ding Dian came over.
"These are some healing medicines." Ling Xue handed him a jade bottle.
Ding Dianduo glanced at Ling Xue, said nothing, took the medicine bottle, and helped Qin Ming leave.
The audience applauded for a long time to bid farewell to Qin Ming. The first top ten player was born, and he deserved the name. However, the injury was so serious that he probably wouldn't have the chance to participate in the next top five competition, and he would be stuck in the top ten. An eighth-level disciple can be proud enough to achieve such an achievement, and it is enough to make him famous among the eight sects.
An elder of the Qingyun Sect frowned and his eyes were cold. After watching Qin Ming leave, he quietly avoided everyone's eyes and left the venue.
… …
In the manor where Qingyun Sect is located.
He Xiangtian was lying on the bed in a daze. The injury he suffered yesterday was not serious. He woke up this morning, but he did not go to the martial arts field to watch the competition. He was not in the mood to go, and he was too embarrassed to go there. He came to Wuling City full of confidence, thinking that he could show off his talents, clear his name, and bring glory to his master. But who would have thought that he would be carried back without even passing a round.
"How will I explain when I go back?"
"What do other disciples think of me?"
"Damn Qin Ming, if he hadn't grabbed the limelight, would I have met a pervert like Leng Wenqing?"
He Xiangtian's eyes were empty, looking at the beams without focus, as if his whole body was empty and he was in no mood for anything.
He joined the Qingyun Sect at the age of ten, was accepted as a direct disciple by the Great Elder at the age of twelve, and was promoted to the eighth level at the age of fifteen. He has always been the proud son of heaven, and many people envy him and regard him as a role model. He has been looking forward to the Bazong Tea Party for a long time. He wants to make a name for himself here and make all the Bazong remember his name, but... Sigh... I shouldn't be impulsive. Why do I have to be the third one to attend
upset! Irritated!
"Squeak..."
The door opened and an elder from the Qingyun Sect walked in.
"Elder Wu." He Xiangtian did not get up, pretending to be seriously injured and not wanting to pay attention.
"Why didn't you go to the game?" Elder Wu is from the Great Elder faction and the one who just left the martial arts field.
"I want to recover from my injuries."
"The first battle of the first round is over."
"Have you been fighting for so long?" Although He Xiangtian didn't look, he was estimating the time in his mind. He thought that four or five games had ended by now.
"Qin Ming is the first to take the stage, and Baihua Sect's Fanxin challenges."
"That little girl who defeated Junior Sister Li Nian? How many rounds did Qin Ming last?"
"Almost ten rounds."
"Hmph, I knew that his tricks could defeat the stupid guy from the Tu Ling Sect."
"It is the mortal heart that loses."
"What?"
"Qin Ming defeated Fan Xin and challenged the Tu Ling Sect, one against two."
He Xiangtian looked at Elder Wu blankly, thinking he heard wrongly.
"Guo Shantong and Xia Xingluo, both descendants of the Tuling Sect after Yang Yi, joined forces to challenge Qin Ming. As a result, Qin Ming won. Although it was a tragic victory, he won in the end. The eight sect masters Jointly judged, Qin Ming was promoted to the top ten of this tea party ahead of schedule."
"How is that possible!" He Xiangtian sat up.
"Tieshanhe also spread the word about Qin Ming's stay in Qingyun Sect, and now it's causing quite a stir."
Elder Wu's face was ugly. At first he thought Tieshanhe was just aggrieved for Qin's fate, but after careful consideration, it was not the case.
Tieshanhe was serious and was trying to build momentum for Qin Ming's rights.
Qin Ming has now entered the top ten. He has earned enough fame and has shown his potential. Several sect leaders have become interested. To spread the word about Qin Ming's situation at this time would be to put pressure on Qingyun Sect and increase Qin Ming's worth at the same time.
Disciples like this, you Qingyun Sect don’t want it, but we want it.
Qingyun Sect suppressed others for eight years, isn't that enough? Must be treated kindly in the future.
The Qingyun Sect enslaved 200,000 people throughout the process. It was so ugly!
Qin Ming has earned glory for Qingyun Sect, will you continue to bully him in the future
This is all the purpose of Tieshanhe! ! Elder Wu really didn't expect that Tieshanhe would remain silent all day long and act so brilliantly, completely disregarding the Qingyun Sect's reputation.
Things like that in Thunder Ancient City are actually serious, not serious, not serious. Every sect has similar situations, but the key is that Qin Ming is different now, and the nature of the incident is also different.
Elder Wu could now imagine the feelings of the sect leader. This was like shooting himself in the foot, spreading the family scandal to the eight sects in the Northern Territory, and gaining a reputation for bullying talented disciples.
He Xiangtian sat blankly for a while, shook his head and smiled bitterly: "After all, I let him turn over. When Qin Ming returns to Qingyun Sect, he will probably be promoted to a disciple of Jin Ling."
"It is natural to commission Jin Ling's disciples. Even if the sect leader is unwilling to give it, he must give it."
"Master will definitely not be happy. Alas... I am a disciple..."
"Then don't let him return to Qingyun Sect." Elder Wu lowered his voice.
He Xiangtian raised his eyebrows and looked up at Elder Wu: "What do you mean..."
"Mucheng is being watched by the disciples of the Tuling Sect. I guess he will probably be defeated in the martial arts field today. In the end, the only gain our Qingyun Sect will gain from this tea party may be Qin Ming's 'top ten'. In this way When you come to the sect, will your faces be bright? Will the great elder be willing? Qin Ming is very ambitious and ruthless. Once he is promoted as a disciple of Jin Ling and has Yue Qing's relationship, there will be no one in the Qingyun Sect. You can touch him. Don’t forget, Qin Ming has taken refuge in the Huyan family. With their support, Qin Ming’s position in the Qingyun Sect will become more and more stable, and it won’t take long before even the Qin family in Da Qingshan will be rescued.”
Elder Wu initially regarded Qin Ming's participation in the tea party as a joke, but now it seems that Qin Ming's step was a wonderful one, which completely reversed his status in the Qingyun Sect.
"No way. Is it that serious?"
"That's the worst possibility."
He Xiangtian was very smart and understood what Elder Wu meant, and thought about it carefully for a while: "Qin Ming is seriously injured?"
"Half life left, now in coma, Ding Dian is watching."
"Is there no one else in the manor now?"
"I'm going back to the martial arts field. It's been too long to make people suspicious. Remember, you have already disappointed your master. Don't let him down a second time. The problem of Qin Ming cannot be solved by returning to Qingyun Sect." Elder Wu stayed Next sentence, leave the room.
He Xiangtian lowered his head and remained silent for a long time. He slowly pursed his lips with a cruel look and tightened his grip on the dagger beside him. Mobile phone users please browse and read for a better reading experience.