"Tell me, are you trying to lie to me?"
Lin Qi's vision gradually blurred.
He thought the alcohol content in wine in ancient times was very low, but he didn't expect that he would get drunk after drinking the entire can.
Guan Xiaoyu blushed and couldn't say a word.
Guan Xiaoyu closed her eyes and stopped looking at Lin Qi when she saw Lin Qi's face getting closer and closer to her.
No matter what, a weak woman like her couldn't fight back. She can let Lin Qi do whatever he wants to her!
However, what she imagined did not happen after a few moments of silence.
Instead, a series of snoring sounds sounded.
Guan Xiaoyu was slightly startled, opened his eyes and looked at Lin Qi.
Lin Qi leaned on the chair and fell asleep.
Guan Xiaoyu was stunned at this time. She looked at the sleeping Lin Qi and was speechless.
...
A month is neither long nor short.
Every new disciple is practicing hard, striving to gain a good position and win reputation in this competition.
Meanwhile, Lin Qi spent the month leisurely.
Others practiced while he ate and drank all day.
He went down the mountain to see if there was any reward when the money was gone. He found a few bandits to arrest and earn some pocket money.
As a result, his life was very comfortable.
The world's famous sects gathered in Baiyun Sect. It looks lively.
All the influential figures in the audience greeted each other and exchanged pleasantries.
At the same time, Lin Qi stood behind Guan Zhen boredly, looking at these sectarians coldly.
However, he is not interested in others, but others are interested in him.
"Guan Zhen, who is this?"
An old monk from Jinshan Temple looked at Lin Qi behind Guan Zhen, clasped his hands and asked.
Of course, the master did not mean that this monk came from the same sect as Guan Zhen, but called him politely.
Guan Zhen smiled slightly and said in a clear voice: "This is the new disciple who just joined the Baiyun Sect a month ago. He is now practicing under my Yanhui Peak.
The old monk from Jinshan Temple said softly "Oh". He softly recited a Buddhist hymn and said with a smile: "This young almsgiver has such a great temperament at such a young age. This is rare."
Lin Qi nodded slightly and said nothing. But Guan Zhen smiled slightly and waved his hand, "This disciple of mine is useless. He needs to cultivate more."
It's just a polite way of saying it.
He couldn't tell how powerful his disciple was in front of everyone.
Other decent people naturally understand this meaning.
After all, the young man standing behind Guan Zhen is enough to explain this.
If he didn't have some abilities, how could he stand behind the elders of Baiyun Sect
The ordinary disciples were standing below.
Of course, there is no need to point this out.
Regardless, the competition was about to begin and they could see it then.
Soon, the bell rang. Everyone understands that the competition is about to begin.
Although Lin Qi is Guan Zhen's favorite disciple, he does not have any privileges. He had to go from the lowest level to the finals like other disciples.
So, Lin Qi bowed slightly and said respectfully: "Master, I'll go prepare.
Guan Zhen nodded slightly and said softly: "Lin Qi, don't embarrass me.
Lin Qi smiled slightly and said calmly: "Don't worry, Master. I will do my best.
Guan Zhen naturally breathed a sigh of relief, Lin Qi guaranteed this.
A month ago, Lin Qi personally demonstrated the practice of Tianlei Swordsmanship.
Lin Qi is probably getting better, now a month has passed.
If Guan Zhenruo knew that Lin Qi had not practiced for a whole month, he would probably be furious.
Similarly, if Guan Zhen knew that Lin Qi only used 50% of his ability at that time, he would probably be scared to death.
...
Competitions ensue. Many disciples stepped onto the arena one after another, following the list announced by the host elder.
After all, this is the first round of the competition. The disciples were of varying levels and there was little to see.
Even with equally powerful disciples, it would be boring.
After all, the possibility of the two masters meeting in the first round is very low.
It was Lin Qi's turn and he was about to fall asleep.
"Yan Huifeng of Baiyun Sect. Lin Qi faced Mingwu from Jinshan Temple.
Lin Qi smiled, heard the host calling his name, and slowly walked onto the arena.
Opposite him was a young monk, about fifteen years old.
The young monk in white robes put his palms together and bowed slightly to Lin Qi.
"Lin Qi, I've heard a lot about you.
"Oh? Have you heard of me? Lin Qi couldn't help but ask.
Generally speaking, if they are trying to be polite, people will say "Nice to meet you" rather than "I've heard a lot about you."
The phrase "I've heard a lot about you" is used when the opponent is more famous.
The young monk understood and smiled slightly. He said softly: "I heard that the Baiyun Sect has a rare genius who only appeared once in a thousand years a month ago. You are indeed extraordinary."
Lin Qi's face was still indifferent, but there was some doubt in her heart.
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...
The old monk of Jinshan Temple sat in the audience and said to Guan Zhen: "Master Guan, next is your disciple's competitor. What do you think of the outcome of this competition?"
Guan Zhen looked at the young monk and said in a low voice: "This young monk seems to have a good foundation in cultivation.
The old monk narrowed his eyes slightly, and then showed an amiable expression. He put his palms together and said, "Amitabha." Mr. Guan's eyes are indeed sharp.
"Mingwu is a new disciple who joined our Jinshan Temple last year. He has really enjoyed practicing this year and is quite accomplished in Buddhism.
Guan Zhen's expression became a little serious.
Of course, there are many warrior monks in Buddhist sects.
However, Buddhist sects place more emphasis on the understanding of Buddhism.
It’s not that Jinshan Temple looks down on cultivation.
On the contrary, every monk in Jinshan Temple attaches great importance to cultivation.
However, the practice of Buddhism is special and is about one's understanding.
People who practice well may not necessarily practice Buddhism.
However, monks who are accomplished in Buddhism will not be very bad at practicing.
Although the old monk didn't say it clearly, Guan Zhen already understood.
It seemed that the opponent Lin Qi encountered this time was not someone who could be easily dealt with.
...
"Let the games begin!"
The game officially started under the announcement of the host elder.
Many disciples couldn't help but focus on that martial arts arena.
After all, everyone has heard of Lin Qi's name.
And the young monk, Mingwu, was also a nobody.
What kind of fight will break out between these two men
Just when everyone was secretly looking forward to it, the young monk said in a clear voice: "Donor Lin, forgive me!"
After saying that, he clapped his feet and suddenly rushed towards Lin Qi.
Everyone was a little shocked when they saw that scene.
Not only because of Mingwu's speed, but also because of his skills!
A bright golden light appeared on Mingwu's hand.
Anyone with a discerning eye can see that this move is extraordinary!
However, Lin Qi acted as if he didn't see it. His feet didn't move at all.
Although Mingwu was a little shocked, his momentum of charging forward had no intention of stopping.
After all, it was a competition. Swords and knives have no eyes. If he wasn't going to dodge, he couldn't blame him for being ruthless!
However, a strange phenomenon occurred the next moment.
A huge storm suddenly appeared around Lin Qi, and was about to approach Lin Qi, blowing towards Mingwu.
The gust of wind was too strong. Most of the disciples were unable to see it with their naked eyes and had to shield their eyes with their hands.
The storm stopped the next moment.
All the disciples came to their senses and looked at the arena.
Lin Qi is the only person left in the arena!
"Mingwu, it's an honor to have this competition with you!"