So, tears welled up in Yi Yuangan's eyes but he didn't dare to cry.
This caused a deep look of contempt to appear in the eyes of the black-faced monk who was competing with him on the same stage.
Sissies are so whiny, real men shed blood but not tears!
"Once the competition begins, if the opponent concedes defeat or falls off the stage, the other party cannot attack again! Do you understand?"
When the referee spoke, he deliberately glanced at Yi Yuangan, who had tears in his eyes. It was obvious that he was talking to him.
Seeing that the two had no objection, the referee waved his hand and left the competition stage.
"The competition begins!"
The black-faced monk instantly leaped up, ready to use his special move to knock the crying fool away.
Seeing this, Yi Yuangan picked up his sword and rushed forward fearlessly like a newborn calf.
The people in the audience sighed. It seemed that this crybaby was bound to lose after such a disorganized resistance.
However, Ji Yao was calmly chewing spiritual fruits while watching the competition on the stands. After all, he didn't eat so many pills in vain.
The little fat man on the stage suddenly burst into spiritual power and managed to withstand the attack from the black-faced monk.
The two swords clashed with a clang, and the dark-faced monk was shocked by the overly strong force and retreated repeatedly...
In a flash, Yi Yuangan withdrew his sword in an instant, then shouted and attacked the black-faced monk.
He forced his sword to dance, leaving an afterimage, as if he was holding a kitchen knife, and swung it at the black-faced monk again and again.
"I told you to despise me! You look like a horrible thing, how come you haven't turned to ashes yet even at dawn?"
After being scolded to this point, the little fat boy's tears that had been held back for a long time finally fell.
At this time, the black-faced monk was almost forced to the edge of the competition stage.
He is going crazy!
How could this effeminate male cultivator unleash both physical and personal attacks at the same time?
While pressing down on himself and chopping him, he shed tears unscrupulously...
Please!
I should be the one crying!
Although he didn't want to admit it, his strength was much stronger than his own, and his sword intent was purer than his own...
"I give up! Referee, I give up!"
Yi Yuangan was still immersed in grief and couldn't extricate himself, so he didn't hear what the black-faced monk said at all.
Seeing a pure sword intent coming towards him, the black-faced monk placed all his hopes on the referee.
"Referee, save me!"
The referee is so embarrassed that he can't bear to watch it. Will he jump off the competition stage himself?
Then he raised his hand expressionlessly and stopped Yi Yuangan's sword.
"That's enough! He's already admitted defeat."
Hearing this, Yi Yuangan looked at the black-faced monk in disbelief: "How can you be so cowardly? Come on! Hit me!"
Looking at Yi Yuangan with a crazy look on his face, the black-faced monk quickly turned over and slipped off the stage.
Everyone has run away, so it's useless to argue anymore...
Yi Yuangan finally came back to his senses from his anger. He turned his head and looked around but couldn't find Ji Yao, so he turned around and walked down the stage.
At this moment, Ji Yao was busy distributing pills to the monks.
These cultivators all rushed here from other competition platforms, fearing that they would miss out on the elixirs if they were too late.
Fortunately, Ji Yao was well prepared for this.
My senior brother is responsible for collecting the spirit stones, while I concentrate on distributing the pills. Perfect!
"Boss! I'm here to help!"
Yi Yuangan squeezed through the crowd of monks' hostile looks and finally came to Ji Yao's side.
Ji Yao didn't even raise his head and directly handed him the storage ring containing the elixir, and then the two of them once again plunged into the great cause of earning spirit stones.
The competition was still going on fiercely, but Ji Yao's medicine stall was already crowded with people, with two long lines of monks...
At the top of the trial field, Tianjian Sect's leader, Gu Chengze, looked at the medicine stall next to the No. 8 competition platform from afar, his cheeks twitching slightly.
This little girl is really good!
He turned this competition into his own medicine sales conference...
He is worthy of being the disciple of that old fellow Hongyi!
Sect Leader Gu glanced at his disciple.
Tsk, comparison is the thief of anger, this is just a flower spirit stone...
As the sun set, Ji Yao slowly exhaled as he looked at the few pills left on the stall.
I'd better hire someone to look after the medicine stall tomorrow.
My senior brother and I will focus on refining pills, earning spirit stones and practicing at the same time!
After selling the last pill, the three of them packed up their stall and prepared to leave.
Seeing that they were about to leave, the monks who failed to buy the elixir gradually dispersed.
At this time, a noisy sound came from not far away. Ji Yao looked up and saw that this was the monk in gorgeous clothes who bought the elixir in the morning.
Seeing Ji Yao noticed him, the monk in gorgeous clothes hurriedly shouted, "Fellow Daoist, please stay!"
Ji Yao and the other two looked at each other, somewhat puzzled as to the man's intentions.
However, based on the principle that the customer is God, Ji Yao stood there with his hands folded and waited.
When the monk in gorgeous clothes arrived, Ji Yao smiled and asked, "What's the important matter, fellow Daoist?"
Seeing this, the monk in gorgeous clothes leaned over to Ji Yao's ear and whispered, "Do you still have the elixir you had this morning?"
"Two pills are used up so quickly?"
Ji Yao raised his eyebrows in confusion. Did this guy eat the pills as candy beans?
The monk in gorgeous clothes avoided eyes and stammered, unable to speak.
Seeing that he didn't answer her, Ji Yao turned and left.
"Give that pill to my senior sister. She's going to compete the day after tomorrow, and I'm worried about her..."
After hearing these words, Ji Yao didn't even pause, and walked away slowly as if he didn't hear them.
Since you gave it to your senior sister, why are you looking for me?
I'm not your senior sister!
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