Chapter 142 This world is really so fucked up! 【3/4, please


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Chapter 142 This world is really so fucked up! 【3/4, please

Chapter 142 This world is really so fucked up! 【34, please subscribe】

October 7th

The competition that has been prepared for a long time has finally begun!

The Changsheng Pavilion became unusually lively.

One to two thousand disciples and servants from the inner and outer sects were all gathered in the large martial arts training ground at the foot of the seven mountains.

Even the elders and deacons who were rarely seen in the past showed up. This grand event touched the heart of the entire sect.

Even Wei Han, who was usually lazy, stood behind the crowd, watching this lively scene with great interest.

"Look, senior brother. That old man with the scruffy beard is Elder Li of our sect's Floating Cloud Sword! The one wearing green on the stage is Elder Liu of the External Affairs Hall!"

"Look at the beautiful woman on the right. She is Senior Sister Liu, one of the three beauties of the inner sect. The young man next to her is Yan Xinghe, one of the ten geniuses of the inner sect!"

Goldman Sachs introduced quietly on the side.

He knows all the important figures in the sect by heart.

Thanks to his introduction, Wei Han unknowingly became more familiar with the people and things in Changsheng Pavilion.

Although not to the point where I know it like the back of my hand!

But at least he was familiar with most of the people in the sect.

Even if you meet him occasionally, you won't be completely in the dark.

Suddenly Wei Han saw a middle-aged man who was sitting on the viewing platform. His status was almost the same as that of the elders, and he was even slightly superior to them.

"Is it him?"

Wei Han recognized this man.

Isn’t he the expert who floated in the air and chased down three monks in the Shiwanda Mountains?

"Who is this person?" Wei Han raised his eyes and gestured.

As soon as Gao Sheng saw him, he said, "This is the Pavilion Master's disciple Wu Kuian. Not only is he the leader of the three direct disciples in the sect, but it is also rumored that he has reached the Tiangang realm. Now, at the age of only 45, he has already made a great name in the martial arts world and is nicknamed the Heaven-Splitting Holy Hand!"

"It is said that his martial arts skills are very good, both fierce and domineering. I don't know how many talented people he has defeated. He is a rare strong man in the entire Pingzhou Prefecture, and he is also a strong contender for the next Pavilion Master."

"oh?"

Wei Han silently memorized the name.

Judging from the fact that he accidentally caught this man fighting last time but was not troubled by the other party, this man has a good character and personality. He didn't expect that his status and position is even more powerful.

Regarding the smiling Huangfu Ren!

Wei Han prefers dealing with this kind of people.

On the stage, after a burst of noise, an elder came out to give a speech.

After going through a series of procedures, the elder announced the start of the competition, and twenty areas were marked out on the arena.

There are ten fighting platforms in the outer and inner gates!

The disciples who signed up for the competition drew lots and went on stage.

The audiences below the stage cheered them on, and occasionally the whole place would cheer because of a disciple's amazing performance.

As a bystander, Wei Han was watching with great interest!

Although in his eyes, the inner and outer disciples on the stage were nothing more than a bunch of weaklings pecking at each other.

But in fact, Wei Han doesn’t have much combat experience!

Watching the disciples fighting for their lives is quite a different experience.

It not only enhances his combat awareness, but also enriches his combat experience. It is a win-win situation.

"It's a pity that there is no food or wine. If we had a table and had a few drinks, it would be much better than watching the monkey show."

Wei Han sneered in his heart and continued to watch the show.

He was sure that something interesting would happen after the competition, so he was able to be patient.

Twenty fighting arenas took turns to compete, and the pace of the competition was not slow.

Some people win with pride, while others lose with frustration.

But gradually, the situation changed!

Many disciples became increasingly competitive and even became bloodthirsty.

Many disciples who had grudges against each other took the opportunity to settle their grievances and fought mercilessly on the stage. Before noon, there were seven or eight casualties.

Facing the loser lying in a pool of blood!

There was no mercy on or off the stage. Not only did the elders turn a deaf ear, but even the disciples watching the show were silent. It was obvious that they had already regarded death and disability as commonplace!

This also made Wei Han secretly shocked by this kind of Gu-raising-like sect model!

Dewey was right when he said that the weak are merely stepping stones for the strong.

This world is really fucked up.

Assuming that Wei Han was not an immortal, in order to obtain enough resources and to stand out, he would probably have to fight with a knife in hand, right?

How could it be so leisurely now?

Wei Han continued to watch the show, and saw Meng Feiyun, Xiao Wen, and Li Fengxian come on stage.

The three of them are newcomers who have just joined the sect for a year. Although they are not as good as many old veterans in the outer sect, they are the most outstanding among the younger generation and have attracted a lot of attention.

Several elders also looked at them a few more times!

This made the three of them perform even harder.

“As expected of them coming from a charity. Let’s not talk about their character for now, but their foundation is really good!” Wei Han witnessed the three of them winning all the way and couldn’t help but admire them secretly.

But enemies will always meet again!

The three of them kept winning and ended up bumping into each other as expected.

"Outer sect stage number seven, Li Fengxian versus Meng Feiyun, two disciples get ready!" the deacon on the stage announced loudly, and the two jumped onto the stage without hesitation.

"Haha!" Meng Feiyun grinned, "Little bitch, you were able to run rampant for a few rounds before you met me, but now you are unlucky."

"Really? I wonder who will be the unlucky one!" Li Fengxian drew his sword and stabbed out without any hesitation.

"snort!"

Meng Feiyun's pair of iron fists were fearless.

The two men started fighting with a lot of bangs, and the fight was quite evenly matched.

Meng Feiyun has broken through to the late stage of the Skin Refining Realm. His Vajra Bodhidharma Fist is so powerful and forceful that many outer disciples have suffered losses at his hands!

Li Fengxian was originally in the late stage of the Skin Refining Realm, but due to the girl's weak physical fitness, she was always suppressed by Meng Feiyun.

But today, for some reason, she seemed to be full of energy.

Not only are his movements swift and his moves powerful, but his strength is also endless.

Meng Feiyun was suppressed and retreated repeatedly.

Faintly, she revealed the aura of someone at the peak of the Skin Refining Realm.

"Damn it, how could it be possible?" He couldn't help but exclaimed: "How could your strength increase so much? This is impossible!"

"Nothing is impossible. I will send you off today." Li Fengxian changed her moves and displayed the secret technique of self-mutilation that she learned in the Sutra Library - "Three Swords"!

This is a sword technique suitable for women.

Once it is used, there is no turning back, and either the enemy will die or you will die.

With a flash of sword light, Li Fengxian's sword light had already submerged Meng Feiyun!

"Stop it, I give up!"

Meng Feiyun was so scared that he retreated again and again!

As soon as the word "surrender" was uttered, the deacon on the side rushed to the rescue and shot out a dark green bullet with his hand.

"bite!"

Li Fengxian's sword was directly deflected!

When the sword light disappeared, everyone couldn't help but gasp.

The sword that was supposed to pierce Meng Feiyun's heart actually deflected and pierced his lungs. Although it didn't go too deep, it still made him groan in pain.

"Little girl, you're quite ruthless!" The deacon smiled calmly and announced directly: "Li Fengxian wins!"

"puff!"

Meng Feiyun was so angry that he spat out blood and fainted on the spot.

Obviously he never expected that he would fail here.

(End of this chapter)

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