Chapter 66 [(*^▽^*)]

Chapter 66 [(*^▽^*)]

However, after practicing magic for many days in a row, he is indeed a little tired now. Tomorrow he has to watch Qin Jiuzhou's peer competition, which is still very important. Ming Fanxing thought about it and decided to rest first.

He stretched his waist, feeling the sound of the bones in his body, took a shower without caring, and went to bed early.

On this day, Ming Fanxing got up very early.

As soon as he walked out of the door, he saw someone waiting for him outside the yard. Ming Yufeng and Qin Jiuzhou were there. In addition, there were... Zhang Luoyang and Zhou Haiming who he hadn't seen for a long time, and he even saw Mingshan.

Mingshan's worries are now gone, and there is a clear smile on his face. It seems that he has succeeded in his practice?

"It's too early for you. Why don't you come knock on the door? Have you been waiting for a long time?"

Qin Jiuzhou looked at him. "I did wait for a while, but not too long. Let's go. There are already many people gathered at the arena. Today and tomorrow are the competitions for the second-level disciples, and later will be the competitions for the third- and fourth-level disciples."

Ming Fanxing asked, "What about the fifth-level disciples?"

Qin Jiuzhou hesitated. "As for the fifth-level disciples...either they are practicing like crazy, or they have given up and tried their best to complete more tasks and earn more money. Money, once you leave Jinzhou Martial Arts School, you won’t have such good missions to choose from. In addition, there are also the Kung Fu Pavilion and the Weapon Pavilion. The things that can be bought in these two places will be hard to buy outside. "

Ming Fanxing understood immediately, "So that's how it is."

Level 1 disciples don't need a small competition, because they are at the beginning of their training and it is also the most critical moment. Level 5 disciples are about to graduate and leave the martial arts school, and their future in life is basically determined. Naturally, they have their own things to do and don't need a small competition. The ones who

need a small competition are the second, third, and fourth level disciples in the middle. Qin Jiuzhou is now a second level disciple.

Ming Fanxing looked at Mingshan again, "Did you succeed in your cultivation?"

Mingshan suddenly showed a big smile, "Success! I succeeded two days ago. I didn't expect that I could become a warrior. I know... with my qualifications, I may not be able to become a martial artist in this life, but being a warrior is already very good. After graduation, I will follow Brother Zhang and Brother Zhou back to Baiyun Town to help the young master guard the Ming family."

Ming Fanxing paused slightly. Of course he could go back to Baiyun Town, but to guard the Ming family? The current Ming family is no longer the Ming family when his elders were still alive.

After so many years of management by Ming Zhenyan, the entire Ming family has become Ming Zhenyan's one-man show. Where is his home?

When he goes to the imperial city in the future, he may never go back again in his life, and he has no nostalgia for that place.

"Of course I can go back to Baiyun Town. After all, I grew up there. It would be easier to get things done if I have acquaintances there. But forget about the Ming Family..."

Mingshan also thought of the current Ming Family, "Then...then I will create a Ming Family myself. When you come back, remember to come to the Ming Family I created and move out the relics of the old man and the lady?"

Ming Fanxing didn't want to do this. No matter what happened to Ming Zhenyan, she would not destroy all the tablets in the Ming Family Ancestral Hall. She would still manage it with all her heart.

"You don't need to make this your goal. After becoming a warrior, you also need to have your own life. After all, you are now..."

Already a warrior, no longer a servant.

Mingshan felt a little embarrassed and followed at the back with a red face. Zhang Luoyang and Zhou Haiming found an opportunity to stand on either side of Ming Fanxing and put their arms around him.

Zhang Luoyang was very dissatisfied, "Well, you kid... It's OK that you didn't tell me when you went out to do the mission before, but after you came back, you locked yourself in the dormitory and practiced madly. What are you in such a hurry for?"

In this way, the gap between them became bigger and bigger. Zhang Luoyang was embarrassed to greet Ming Fanxing when he saw him in the martial arts hall by chance, for fear of wasting his time.

Ming Fanxing raised his eyebrows. If he could say that he could practice to the late stage of Qi Condensation within a year, would Mr. Qiao give him a big gift? He definitely couldn't say it.

"I love to practice, and I have talent. Since I have such talent, in order not to waste it, I should work harder to practice. Don't you think so?"

Zhang Luoyang paused, "You...are you going to let me live?"

Ming Fanxing smiled, "What's wrong?"

Zhou Haiming sighed, "I'm not afraid of geniuses having talent, I'm afraid that geniuses work harder than fools! Do you want us to practice like crazy with you?"

Even if they were crazy together, they probably couldn't keep up with Ming Fanxing, and that would be the most frustrating.

Ming Fanxing raised an eyebrow.

"Why not? If you work hard to cultivate, you may become a martial artist. And... make some money during this time. After you leave the martial arts gym, you won't have any place to buy the skills and weapons here even if you have money!"

Zhou Haiming paused, "Ah... you're right, I haven't thought about this before."

Zhang Luoyang scratched his head, "Dad is really something, why didn't you tell me such an important thing?"

Ming Fanxing smiled and shook his head, do I need to say this?

He didn't continue the topic. As they walked, they had already reached the outer perimeter of the training ground, and the ring for the small competition was inside the training ground.

When they came to the training ground before, they often saw people competing on the ring from a distance, but they themselves had never been there.

That's true. First-level disciples are not allowed to use the arena. After all, they are still in the process of starting to practice, and they cannot be affected by other things.

Zhang Luoyang looked at the people gathered in the training ground and sighed, "So many people? This is the first time I have seen so many people in the training ground. It seems that Senior Brother Qin is

going to be in the limelight this time." Ming Fanxing looked at Qin Jiuzhou. Whether he was going to be in the limelight or not depended on what Qin Jiuzhou was thinking. You know, only by proving your ability and strength to the people above you can you get more resources when you are still weak.

After all... the resources in this Shenwu Continent are so scarce that only those who reach the great perfection of Qi Condensation within five years can get the qualification to continue practicing in the Imperial City Xiuxian Academy.

Most of the others were not even worthy of knowing about cultivating immortals. They might have thought until their death that they were in a world where martial arts were supreme. They didn't know whether it was luck or sorrow.

Noticing Ming Fanxing's gaze, Qin Jiuzhou smiled at him, "Brothers, remember to cheer for me below the stage. I will definitely get first place!"

Ming Fanxing blinked, "No problem! But... what is the prize for first place?"

Qin Jiuzhou looked in a certain direction, "It looks like a knife. Look over there, it's right there."

Ming Fanxing looked in the direction he pointed. Should that be the awarding platform? There was indeed a knife on it. He thought it looked familiar, but he just couldn't remember it.

At this time, Zhang Luoyang was making a strange noise, "Isn't this the dragon scale knife that was priced at 500,000 taels in the weapon pavilion? It's actually the prize for the winner of this small competition?"

Ming Fanxing was also stunned for a moment. A knife worth 500,000 taels?

The quality must be very good. The knife he bought before was only a few tens of thousands of taels. Could this knife worth 500,000 taels be a knife that can withstand spells?

While they were chatting, Qin Jiuzhou suddenly saw a familiar figure. The smile on his face did not disappear, but it became cold.

Ming Fanxing and the others looked back and saw that it was indeed Jin Jingyun, and the person beside him was... Ming Caiqing.

When Ming Caiqing saw Ming Fanxing, a hint of disgust flashed across his cold eyes. Ming Fanxing calmly looked away and pretended not to see them, and continued to chat with the people around him.

Jin Jingyun's eyes swept over Ming Fanxing. He didn't know what Ming Fanxing had done specifically, but he did receive a warning from the upper echelons of the family that Ming Fanxing must not be touched!

He didn't dare to disobey the orders from above. Without the Jin family, he was nothing.

So even though he was pursuing Ming Caiqing, he never said that he would help her deal with Ming Fanxing. For him, losing Ming Caiqing was no big deal. At most, he would lose a good opportunity.

But if he loses the respect and promotion from the elders above, then he can only be a carefree young master in the Jin family.

Ming Fanxing ignored them, which was also within Jin Jingyun's expectations, but he was not angry. He came here this time just to talk to Qin Jiuzhou.

Qin Jiuzhou looked at him with a sneer. He wanted to hear what Jin Jingyun could say.

Jin Jingyun was not polite either. His tone was calm, but his words were harsh. "I didn't expect you to have the guts to come. Don't you know that in the ring, as long as you don't die or get maimed, you can fight as you please?"

"If your pretty face is disfigured, won't those girls who liked you in the past be heartbroken? Or should I ask everyone to show some mercy?"

Qin Jiuzhou was calm. "That's not necessary. Please tell them... to try their best. Otherwise, it will be bad if they lose too badly and too embarrassingly. After all, so many first-level disciples are watching!"

First-level disciples cannot participate in the small competition, but they are very curious and look forward to it. Basically, they all came to the training ground to watch.

Jin Jingyun's expression did not change at all, but smiled more kindly.

"Very good, Qin Jiuzhou, you are really good at talking. You take my kindness for granted. Since you don't appreciate it, don't blame me for being ruthless. Anyway

, it's you who will be embarrassed, not me." Qin Jiuzhou didn't care. "It's okay. Anyway, you have no good intentions. If you refuse, then refuse. By the way!"

He paused here, then showed a kind smile like a spring breeze, and said, "I'm sorry that the woman you liked at the beginning liked me. I didn't want to do that."

After saying this, Jin Jingyun's nonchalant expression on his face could no longer be maintained. The muscles on his face were shaking, as if he was going to hurt someone in the next second.

Ming Fanxing saw it clearly. He was really angry.

However, it was really funny!