However, this arrangement took advantage of Gong Lingye's mind: "Hey, no one will shoot me in the limelight by then, haha..."
The two signed up late, and the numbers they received naturally leaned back. When the Dawn Secret Realm Grand Bi opened the curtain, Gong Lingye was one of the people standing in the audience watching.
This time, the Secret Realm of Dawn attracted a lot of people to participate, among them there were a few people in the wind, and now the person on the battlefield on the 8th is one of them.
The so-called people of the wind are Ouyang Feng of the Cangzhou Zijun School, Li Chengxian, a two-year student of Mingzhou Chili College, and the idle man on the stage today, Wang Zhulang, the swordsman.
This man with a pot of wine hanging from his waist is sitting lazily on the ring. The rest of the ring is constantly challenged by people. The master of the ring has changed from generation to generation. Only Wang Zhulang is alone here. No.
The other two, Ouyang Feng and Li Chengxian, both had a bye because of their high level of cultivation. This Wang Zhulang stepped into the fourth-order seven-stars because he was still short of the door, and had to drink in the arena where he could only be defeated.
Gong Lingye's expression was full of interest, and the rest of the arena did not look at it no matter how fierce it was. Instead, he stood under the eighth ring and stared straight at Wang Zhulang.
Wang Zhulang who was enjoying Qiluo Tianxiang wine naturally saw Gong Lingye, but he did not regard Gong Lingye as a contestant, but as a little girl.
This girl is interesting, and it is rare to see a teenage girl who dared to stare at my Wang with such a gaze.
Seeing that Wang Zhulang raised his eyebrows, he sat on the ring and talked to Gong Lingye, "How old is the girl this year? How about your grown-up? Why are you not afraid of you being left by the aftermath of this battle? hurt."
Gong Lingye naturally didn't know that Wang Zhulang was teasing her as a child, and she was a little surprised that Wang Zhulang was so abruptly talking to herself.
The thoughts flowed in the heart, but the mouth did not stop: "The fighting platform is protected by a magic circle, and it will not hurt me."
Wang Zhulang just asked casually. He didn't expect Gong Lingye to have the courage to answer. Isn't he afraid of this terrible scar on his face
Now Wang Zhulang was even more interested. He approached Gong Lingye with his head like a thief, and said with an urn: "Little girl, do you want to sit up and sit? Wang has Qiluotian fragrant wine here!"
drink! This Wang Zhulang was really bold, and he dared to persuade a teenage girl to drink Qiluo Tianxiang wine.
Qiluo Tianxiang Liquor is an extension of Qiluo Tianzhi Liquor, one of Yuri’s top ten famous wines. However, the craftsmanship of Qiluo Tianzhi is now lost. Although the recipe is still there, it doesn’t matter how many times these winemakers have tried it. It is impossible to make a real ancient Qiluo Tianzhi wine.
However, there was a half-hearted bartender who created Kiro Tianxiang wine. Although Kiro Tianzhi wine is far inferior, it is still strong, full of stamina, and also absolutely delicious.
A martial artist like Wang Zhulang's wave-breaking swordsman is just drinking a Gu, if a 16-year-old girl is really allowed to drink this Qiluo Tianxiang wine, how can she stand it
But Wang Zhulang was also wrong. Gong Lingye is really not afraid of this Qiluo Tianxiang wine: "It doesn't matter if you drink, but uncle, if I can't get on this table, you can't get out, how can you drink it?"
Can't Gong Lingye be on stage? Suddenly, Wang Zhulang's heart jumped, and finally he had the idea that he was wrong. Is this little girl not a mortal girl at all
In this competition, the battle arena's formation is mainly aimed at preventing the martial artists from harming mortals. Once the game starts, unless the formation stops running, even Tier 5 can't get down from the arena. The same battle spreads. The place will never reveal the formation, what's more, mortals can freely enter and exit this formation.
But now this little girl tells herself that she can't make it...
Wang Zhulang's expression turned ill in an instant, and his original decadent and bad uncle's appearance was also wiped out. He leaned against the pillar of the ring and looked at each other with Gong Lingye.
"You are also a contestant? Why, you actually deceived Wang?"
Gong Lingye looked innocent: "When did I deceive you? You obviously thought I was a mortal girl from start to finish. When did I say that I was a mortal girl?"
Wang Zhulang couldn't help swallowing. Gong Lingye's words were indeed correct. From beginning to end, he, Da Maha, thought that Gong Lingye was a mortal girl. At this time, he had no position to blame herself.
As a strange person, Wang Zhulang naturally has his own principles. Since he was at fault, he naturally apologized to Gong Lingye, and then curiously said: "You illusionists are small tricks, I said you always use vitality. Covering your true appearance and maintaining this young girl's vitality will not consume it? And this secret method is really effective, Wang can't even tell."
Unable to roll his eyes, Gong Lingye really fell down for Wang Zhulang at this time. It seems that Wang Zhulang is really, as the rumors say, a mad wave swordsman with a lack of roots. It's lucky that Genjin hasn't been killed by the enemy ten times or eight times before this level.
"I am sixteen years old this year."
Wang Zhulang looked disbelief: "Whose sixteen-year-old girl has a level 3 or higher level of cultivation."
Gong Lingye knew that this stubborn fool wouldn't believe it if he didn't come up with some real skills at this time.
"Boom... Boom—"
An extremely strong breath erupted from Gong Lingye's body. She tilted her head and looked at Wang Zhulang who had been silly, and smiled: "This girl Gong Lingye, Tier 4, 1-star illusionist, Tier 4 Xuanxiu, 3 Tier Pinnacle Summoner!"
A sixteen-year-old girl, a Tier 4 one-star illusionist, Tier 4 Xuanxiu, Tier 3 Peak Summoner! Although Wang Zhulang didn't know what this profound cultivation was, he was definitely not worse than the illusionist.
The average life span of a mortal in Yuli Continent is 75 years old, those below Tier 4 are 100 years old, Tier 5 is 150 years old, and Tier 6 is 260 years old, one thousand demigods!
Wang Zhulang is thirty-two years old this year, a Tier 4 6-star martial artist. He has been training as a martial artist since he was 8 years old. He has been training for 24 years and reached Tier 4 6-star martial arts in 24 years. The mainland is a genius with a reputation. Many people believe that if Wang Zhulang was not a casual cultivator but was born in a martial arts academy, and enjoyed a complete training system and the teachings of a famous master, he might now be more than a Tier 4, 6-star master.
Shaking his fingers and pointing to the innocent Gong Lingye: "You, you, you... do you have a teacher?"
Of course Gong Lingye shook his head like a rattle.
Wang Zhulang only felt that his self-confessed peerless talent, under Gong Lingye's gentle shook of his head, was smashed to pieces, it was too shocking!