"Leon!"
Hearing the voice, he showed joy, looked up and saw the girl from the sea clan trotting over, and suddenly smiled.
"Qingqing, why are you here?"
"Humph! Can't I come? You can do the math. Since you became Mr. Ning's disciple, we have met a few times. Well, since you don't want to see me, I'll just leave!"
Leon hurriedly grabbed her and said a lot of good things before letting Miss Qingqing stay "reluctantly", but the corners of his mouth couldn't help turning up.
The two were getting together, whispering something, when a bell rang suddenly in Taihe Square. Looking at the source of the sound, it was a large bell hanging in front of the main entrance of the palace, with a mottled color.
No one knows what treasure the big bell is and when it was hung. It seems that it has been here since the king's capital existed.
Zhong Ming was deep and deep, and the whole king could clearly hear it, which meant that the finals were about to start, and the participating sea spiritists were about to appear.
The car was opened, Director Wu got out of the car beforehand, Qin Yu followed behind, and at the same time, there were also Hailing masters from other branches of Hailing Pavilion who entered the finals, including Qin Yu, a total of 11 people.
Among the 170 places, Hailing Pavilion won ten, which shows that the strength is tyrannical. Several of them have participated in more than one sea spirit master competition, and they are very old with their own qualifications, so they do not like Qin Yushu. It is true that they can also make it to the finals with their abilities, but why should they recommend a place to you? At this moment, they walked towards the center of the square one by one, nodding slightly to Director Wu, and as for Qin Yu, they were directly ignored.
Cheers like a tsunami of mountains and tsunamis came from all directions, and the fiery atmosphere made people's heart beat faster, and their spirits were instantly excited.
Qin Yu swept the surroundings, landed on Leon and Qingqing, thought for a moment and waved with a smile.
Leon hurried over, Qingqing hesitated, but followed behind.
"Leon, is this Miss Qingqing?"
Qingqing hurriedly saluted, "I have seen Mr. Ning."
Qin Yu nodded with a smile, and turned his hands to take out a pair of Haitianyi. This kind of sea-monster living in the deepest seas is difficult to transform into a human due to low intelligence. After hunting and refining its wings, he can obtain a powerful defense like Haitianyi. treasure.
This is what Master Jin Ming paid for. It is said that when he was forced to take it out, he passed out again and was given the nickname Master Hushun.
"You are Leon's friend, and you are my junior. Just accept it as a gift."
Qingqing's mouth grew slightly, looking at the wings with a halo on the slap-sized surface, she loved it to the extreme, but she knew it was too precious, and shook her head again and again, "Master Ning, this is too precious, I can't ask for it."
Qin Yu threw it to Leon, "How can I take back the things I sent out, and try to get Miss Qingqing to accept it, otherwise I won't be able to spare you."
Turn around and leave.
Although Haitianyi's defense is strong, it is a pity that only the sea clan can drive it, and such a rare treasure, no one is willing to sell it unless it is absolutely necessary. Qin Yu was not easy to take action, so he simply sent it out, and he thought it was to help Leon, after all, fake fake was also his first apprentice of Qin, so he couldn't lose too much in front of the Qing family.
Director Wu smiled bitterly, thinking about the time, and still thinking about matching the disciples' feelings, but his mood was much more relaxed. After all, the more casual Qin Yu behaves, the more certain he is.
Leon held Hai Tianyi with excitement on his face. He could guess the reason why the teacher did this, and couldn't help but be even more grateful.
Qingqing whispered: "You really gave it to me?"
Leon hesitated and nodded, "What the teacher said will never be taken back. If you really don't want it, I will find a way to return it."
Qingqing snatched it over, stroking how he liked it, "Let me see first, Hai Tianyi, who is known as the most beautiful magic weapon, looks like this."
Seeing how she liked it, Leon smiled brightly.
From a distance, the corner of the Qing Patriarch's mouth twitched, "Hai Tianyi? Or am I wrong."
Madam Qing nodded, "That's right."
Like a toothache, Patriarch Qing smacked his mouth, "Mr. Ning, he is very generous. I have never been so good to my daughter."
Madam Qing glared at him, "This gift cannot be accepted!"
The Qing Patriarch smiled, "It would be very rude to refuse a high-level sea spiritist in person. You can take it first, and if... it's not too late to return it."
Mrs. Qing thought about it and seemed to be able to explain it well, and it wouldn't affect her daughter's reputation too much, so she nodded and said nothing more.
"Dear Sea Spirit Masters, you now have a number representing your identity in your hands. The location will be randomly assigned later, please enter according to the assignment result."
The sound resounded through the square, the ground shook gently, the whole body of the white altar rose from the depths of the ground, the jade biscuit was engraved with endless waves, and thousands of sea monsters crisscrossed it. Inside and outside the square, countless sea clans knelt down and worshipped the altar. It is a sacrifice to sea spirits. Legend has it that it has a mysterious power that can communicate with sea spirits.
A priest from the sea tribe flew up to the altar. He was barefooted and looked extremely pious. He put 20 pieces of sea spirit on the altar tray with a flick of his sleeve. As he pulled away and flew back, in the "hum" and "hum", a tray of sea spirits flew up and hung on the altar.
Swah—
Swah—
One after another light and shadow shot out from the altar and fell into nothingness, forming bubbles one by one, with numbers flowing on the surface of each bubble.
Those who are qualified to enter the finals, in addition to the outstanding ones selected from various layers, are the candidates recommended by various forces. Everyone is a master, and the basic test is not necessary at all.
Therefore, the final process is very simple and rough. Whoever grabs the twenty trays floating on the altar can crack it. There is a limited time for one day. If the crack fails, the tray will automatically fly back to the altar, and the remaining sea spiritists will continue to snatch it. Of course, the snatch here is not a hands-on fight, but a competition of soul power.
"Dear Sea Spirit Masters, the competition begins!"
With the sound falling and making a great sound, one can become a high-level sea spiritist, and the strength of the soul is at least in the realm of Jindan, so the cultivation of senior sea spiritists is not weak.
The black robe looked down, and instantly locked the number in his hand, number sixty-seven!
Swah—
Qin Yu took one step forward, his figure was as fast as lightning, pulling up a string of afterimages in the air. From the plaza stand and outside, a neat exclamation suddenly sounded, obviously many people noticed his amazing speed. In the corner of the light, the expressions of several sea spirit masters changed slightly, and there was fear in their eyes.
Showing off his strength is one of the tricks Hai Lao told him a few days ago. Now it seems that Hai Lao is right, and the effect is indeed very good.
The bubbles touched his body, like a stream of water, allowing Qin Yu to enter, and the numbers circulating on the surface suddenly shone. The bubbles lit up, and the dazzling light reflected on the snow-white altar and then reflected, making this area extremely dazzling.
Qin Yu frowned suddenly, snorted coldly, and the powerful divine sense roared out, colliding fiercely with the stabbed divine sense from the left. There was a slight buzzing in his ears, with Qin Yu's powerful soul today, his brows and hearts were beating slightly, giving birth to a bit of sourness, showing that his opponent was strong.
A painful groan was vaguely heard, and it was obvious that the sneak attack was at a disadvantage in the collision of spiritual senses. Qin Yu took a deep breath and his soul quickly stabilized. Without delaying, his divine sense whistled out, turned into an invisible big hand, and went straight to the tray on the altar to grab it.
Today, within the range of the altar, more than a hundred spiritual thoughts are intertwined, and when you enter it, you can feel the oppression coming from all directions. Those with weaker spiritual sense can't get close to the tray at all, and they will be squeezed out.
The painful roar that sounded from time to time indicated that someone had already suffered at this time. When the damage to the soul was too heavy, the wrapping bubbles would isolate and protect the Sea Spiritist. Of course, this was equivalent to losing the game.
Qin Yu's spiritual sense was extremely firm, and he pushed open a passage and rolled it towards the locking tray. There was a purple flower on it, and the surface was bright and shining. Before his arrival, two powerful spiritual senses had dispersed, expelling the rest of the spiritual senses, and fiercely competing for control of the tray. It trembled, sometimes to the left and sometimes to the right. It was obvious that the two Sea Spirit Masters were evenly matched, and neither of them could quickly gain the upper hand.
The arrival of Qin Yu's spiritual sense instantly attracted the attention of two sea spirit masters.
"roll!"
This is the roar of Divine Intent, which directly shocks into the soul, and if the strength is insufficient, it will be directly shocked. Qin Yu didn't say a word, and his spiritual sense swept through, like a fist, hitting the Roaring Sea Spiritist's spiritual sense heavily.
boom-
His body trembled slightly, but the spiritual sense on the opposite side was like an ice cube, which was directly shattered.
"Ah!" There was a scream in the ear, and it was obvious that the sea spiritist was not far from him.
Ling Dao's spiritual sense obviously did not expect that Qin Yu was so fierce, he hesitated and quickly retreated. He saw the fate of his opponent, and naturally he didn't think that he could compete more than Qin Yu. There were other options for retreating. If he was seriously injured, the final would be over for him.
call-
The majestic spiritual sense swept out, wrapped the tray, and quickly pulled it.
Director Wu showed a smile. Mr. Ning has been buying and enhancing soul treasures. Sure enough, the soul is extremely powerful, and he can grab this tray immediately without any accident.
As long as the spiritual item is in hand, with Mr. Ning's strength, the promotion is a logical step.
But at this moment, Director Wu clearly saw that Mr. Ning frowned, and the flying tray suddenly stopped and swayed on the altar. Director Wu raised his heart in an instant, time passed quickly, and Mr. Ning failed to defeat his opponent immediately, and his face could not help but show gloom.
In the competition for the tray, the most fearful thing is this kind of stalemate. The sea spiritist who had no intention to snatch it will also wait for the opportunity to intervene, making the situation chaotic and dangerous. If one is not careful, even if the soul is strong enough, the gutter may capsize or even be pushed out.
Leon clenched his fists with a nervous look on his face. What he was worried about was the identity of the teacher. If he was discovered in the competition, he would definitely be in big trouble.
Director Wu Yu Guang noticed his anxiety, and his heart shrank fiercely when he mentioned it, giving birth to a very bad guess. Could it be that Leon knows something
Mr. Ning bought soul treasures aggressively, which can be used to enhance the soul, but it may also be... healing!
Thinking of this, Director Wu's face turned ashen!
He has studied the contestants in this competition. Among the eleven people in Hailing Pavilion, Mr. Wei Ning has the qualification to win the first place and hit the purple card. If he loses, Hai Lao will be in danger!
But at this point, it is too late to be angry, I just hope that my guess is wrong, and Mr. Ning can turn the tide.