With so many sects, they won’t bring harm to our place, right?
"The first match! Outer disciple Shen Wanwan, outer disciple Shen Xiaoxiao!"
Jiang Leng frowned: "Master, it's obvious that someone has tampered with this."
Fang Zhiyi said nonchalantly, "Someone tampered with something? Look around you, if there was any tampering, these people were involved."
"But Junior Sister..." Jiang Leng's face was full of worry.
Fang Zhiyi teased, "Now you know she's your junior sister?"
"Master, please don't mention the past."
Fang Zhiyi didn't say anything, just lazily leaning on the armchair he had brought specially. What's wrong with being a loser? Can't a loser cultivate immortality? He remembered that Yue Anyao from the earliest world had three spiritual roots, so couldn't she have ascended to heaven?
Everyone was looking at the two junior sisters on the stage, many people's eyes were filled with satisfaction, revenge, today!
"Humph, I finally waited until the day, Shen Xiaoxiao, you are a joke, don't think you are great just because someone is protecting you." Shen Wanwan started the trash talk as usual.
Shen Xiaoxiao just calmed her mind, and her master's daily teachings echoed in her ears.
"Those who cultivate immortality must first maintain a good state of mind. They cannot let the words of others affect their minds. This is a taboo."
"Your mother is a maid who climbs into bed. Do you think you are a lady?"
"When facing those who slander you, whether they are immortals or demons depends on your heart."
"When I get angry this time, I'll ask my father to kick your mother out of here!"
"The most important thing is that when you meet this kind of person, you must avenge your grudge immediately. Leaving him overnight will affect your cultivation."
"Are you scared?" Shen Wanwan saw that Shen Xiaoxiao didn't say anything for a while, and waved her hands, gathering spiritual energy.
“Master said that the so-called cultivation of the mind means doing whatever you want to do and not letting yourself be wronged.” Shen Xiaoxiao said softly.
"Huh?" Shen Wanwan didn't react, and Shen Xiaoxiao's aura suddenly rose and rushed forward.
Shen Wanwan waved her hand to attack, but she dodged it. In just a moment, Shen Xiaoxiao was in front of her. Shen Wanwan's face was full of shock, and then...
“Bang!”
“Bang!”
“Bang!”
Three consecutive slaps landed on her face.
Shen Wanwan was shocked and angry. Just as she was about to fight back, her wrist was suddenly restrained and her spiritual energy was suppressed. She could feel that an even more terrifying aura was emanating from this inconspicuous maid in front of her.
After being slapped more than a dozen times in a row, Shen Wanwan's face was red and swollen. This time was different from the ones she had received before. Each slap was full of spirit.
The audience was stunned.
"Master Miaoyuan, are the competitions among your sect's disciples...all so strange?" someone asked.
The expression on the clan leader's face was awkward.
Following Shen Xiaoxiao's powerful slap, Shen Wanwan flew off the stage.
The whole audience was shocked.
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