I have mine in my dream

After talking for a long time, it turned out to be a privilege to other schools.

For a moment, Li Yu felt that Tianjimen was even more pitiful.I am even more pitiful.

Li Yu said to Wang Fugui: "I think the game is quite formal, especially the hostess, who talks in a different way."

"Is it formal?" Wang Fugui glanced at Li Yu, with a meaningful smile on his face.

Li Yu was so frowning by him: "Are you looking at me like this?"

Wang Fugui chuckled: "If it's not regular, how can the game be regular? These are just appetizers. The real cruelty is still to come, you will know soon."

"It was the Shenquan Sect just now, and the Shenquan Sect has not yet entered the Association. Of course, it should be a little low-key. When it is someone's turn, it may not be so polite.

"Especially the high-level sects, they are fighting for places, in order to ensure that they do not lose grade. Fighting is cruel, and you will be able to have a good lesson today."

Li Yu was silent.

He suddenly remembered that in order to keep the Tianjimen's quota, Yuan Wuquan had used the same method to force the other party to surrender.

It seems that I was lucky just now.

Thinking of this, Li Yu didn't want to play.

I am a great young man of the 21st century, and I don’t enjoy my life, so what can I say to these people?

Of course, Li Yu's thoughts are just too depressed, just complain.

However, before he could start complaining, Wang Fugui seemed to have guessed it. He suddenly put his hand on his shoulder and said earnestly: "Li Yu...I am old and I don't know how many years I can live. The burden of the Tianji Gate in the future will fall on your shoulders."

Li Yu: "..."

He suddenly felt that he was more pitiful.

Unfortunately, this self-harm and narcissism didn't last long, and Li Yu heard the woman yell: "Next time, quietly face the big knife door."

Quiet?

When Li Yu heard this name, he became energetic.

Because before coming here, Wang Fugui had emphasized that they had two main opponents, one was Jingyimen and the other was Wuchenshan.

Jing Yimen has appeared now?

If you can look at their style of play, you might be right after a while and you can prescribe the right medicine.

Soon, a short man walked past the stands.

The man is very short, but he has a big knife in his hand.

This knife is a bit like Wang Fugui's knife, but it is bigger and more fierce than Wang Fugui's.

This is probably a big knife.

After this person stood still holding the knife, another person walked to the stands with a humble expression.

When Li Yu saw it, he was taken aback for a moment: Isn't this... isn't this the nun in Jingxin Nunnery?

A trace of complacency appeared on Wang Fugui's face. He smiled and said, "Do you think I let you run around and eat and eat? I have foreshadowing."

"Jingxin An is the residence of Jingyimen. Now that you are familiar with Jingyimen, do you feel more informed in your heart?"

Li Yu: "I have your uncle's background. After I went there, I dug a day well for someone. I was so tired that I was so tired. What can I have?"

Wang Fugui sighed: "There is no way. I have given you the opportunity, but you didn't seize it. Who is to blame?"

Li Yu: "..."

At this time, the two people on the stage were already fighting.

The people of Dadaomen were violent with the sword dance, and the sword vigorously engulfed the nun in the shadow of the sword in the blink of an eye.

Li Yu said: "Be quiet, it doesn't seem to be so good."

Wang Fugui smiled: "Look at it, Dadaomen will soon be defeated, only ten seconds."

Li Yu looked at the ring in disbelief.

Unexpectedly, Wang Fugui really got it right. Dadaomen's knives slowed down, slower and slower, and finally stopped.

Then, the people of Dadaomen suddenly threw the knife on the ground, with a remorse and a desperate look: "I lost."

Li Yu: "..."

He asked Wang Fugui wonderingly: "What's the matter?"

Wang Fugui said: "In the eyes of us masters, the trick of Jingyi is nothing. We can see through it and crack it easily, but in the eyes of you people, it is a bit difficult."

Li Yu: "...Are we low-level practitioners?"

Wang Fugui nodded approvingly: "It's a man who knows himself."

Li Yu: "Go away."

Wang Fugui said with emotion: "Disciples of Tianjimen, you should respect the teacher. Li Yu, you are not good like this..."

During the period of Wang Fugui's long-winded emotion, another two groups of people competed in the ring, and for the first time there was an injury.

The wounded man was chopped to the thigh with a single knife, and blood was poured out.

The key is that the injured man ignored his own injuries and actually held a knife to slash the opposite person.

The person on the other side didn't leave his hand, and kicked him on his chest.

The winner gestured to the audience, while the loser lay on the ground, unable to stand up in the battle, and did not know if he was dead.

Li Yu said with emotion: "It's so cruel."

Wang Fugui said quietly, "The world of practitioners is so cruel, what do you think?"

Li Yu was silent.

Wang Fugui patted him on the shoulder: "Be bold and be careful."

Li Yu said: "These two sentences are antonyms, right?"

Wang Fugui said: "Be bold when you should be bold, and be careful when you should be careful."

Li Yu: "Doesn't this amount to nonsense? The key is when to be careful and when to be bold."

Wang Fugui smiled and said, "After you practice for a while, you will naturally understand."

At this time, the host began to call Tianjimen's name, that is to say, Li Yu should play again.

Li Yu's heart was beating, the movement underneath his nervous listener.

Later, he heard someone shouting: "Tianji Gate, one to Jing."

Li Yu's mind suddenly buzzed.

When watching the game just now, Li Yu felt that Quiet was a bit evil.

So he quickly grabbed Wang Fugui, "Tell me how to win?"

Wang Fugui said: "I know, but I can't tell you that you must pass this level by yourself. Fighting against Jing, no matter you win or lose, there are many benefits. You must cherish the opportunity."

Li Yu: "...what the hell is this."

At this time, the host had already started calling Li Yu: "Koi, are you stage fright?"

Li Yu gritted his teeth and went on.

Jingyimen's nun looked very small, only seventeen or eighteen years old, but she looked like a baby face like Fanling.

The little nun smiled at Li Yu friendly: "Thank you for helping us dig the cellar."

Li Yu didn't speak, he felt that this was a bit ironic.

The little nun said: "The monks shouldn't be more fierce than fighting, otherwise, let's keep ordering, how about?"

Li Yu felt that the little nun was setting herself up.