"Go back first." Meng Jingzhe said.

Meng Xiaotian did not agree immediately, but walked cheerfully towards the place where the handicap was set, took out her own note and said, "I want to settle!"

When the person at the market received this order, he immediately grimaced. Seeing that Meng Xiaotian's cultivation was low, he wanted to reject this big order directly, but Meng Jingzhe appeared quietly behind Meng Xiaotian.

The person who set up the handicap immediately gave a bitter smile and said, "Auntie, why did you buy so many."

After saying that, he reluctantly took out a lot of spiritual stones and handed them over.

The monks watching on the side suddenly turned red with envy.

After Meng Xiaotian took it, she did not put it away immediately. Instead, she held it in front of Meng Jingzhe and said with a sweet smile: "Brother, we are rich."

With that said, he motioned to Meng Jingzhe to put away all the spirit stones.

This move once again made the surrounding monks turn red with envy.

Meng Jingzhe patted her sister's little head and said, "Just keep it."

When Meng Xiaotian saw that he really didn't want them, she collected all the spirit stones and kept mumbling in her mouth, figuring out what to do with these spirit stones.

Although Meng Jingzhe knew that Meng Xiaotian's gambling luck had always been very good, she still had traditional thinking and felt that girls should not get involved in such things. After all, she couldn't hold it back and advised: "Don't bet again next time."

Meng Xiaotian was stunned, but still nodded.

The brother and sister did not continue to stay at the competition square, but went directly back to the sect's headquarters.

As soon as he entered his courtyard, Meng Jingzhe immediately seemed as if he couldn't hold on any longer. His body went limp and he almost fell to the ground.

"Brother?" Meng Xiaotian's expression changed drastically.

Meng Jingzhe waved his hand and said: "It's nothing important, there is no need to alarm the master."

Meng Xiaotian had tears in her eyes, and she could only help her brother up from the ground.

Meng Jingzhe showed great ease on the competition stage, but that move had already consumed all his spiritual energy.

After all, it was not as easy as it seemed on the surface for him to defeat a mid-stage Golden Elixir and two sixth-level white wolves with an early stage Golden Elixir.

When Meng Jingzhe thought about the competition that would be held tomorrow, she had no intention of saving at all, and directly exchanged the high-level rejuvenation pill in the system mall.

"I'm fine." Meng Jingzhe said again.

Meng Xiaotian put her hand directly on his left wrist.

There was no scar at all, but it was where Meng Jingzhe had been beaten by the white wolf before.

After being pinched by Meng Xiaotian, Meng Jingzhe immediately felt a burning pain in that area.

"Is this here?" Meng Xiaotian asked crying.

Meng Jingzhe frowned and asked, "Why do you know this place?"

Meng Xiaotian shook her head and said, "I don't know."

Meng Jingzhe saw that her face was full of confusion, so he did not continue to ask. Instead, Jing and Jian Zun suddenly appeared behind them at some unknown moment.

"Why are you having such a hard time dealing with even a middle-stage Jindan monk?"

Jinghe Sword Master's tone was full of natural contempt, as if in his eyes, Meng Jingzhe should chop down all his opponents like melons and vegetables.

Meng Jingzhe looked helpless and said: "The other party is a disciple of the Beast Spirit Sect and is not weak."

Jinghe Sword Master sneered and said, "The Beast Spirit Sect isn't weak yet?"

Meng Jingzhe:......

He only felt that Jinghe Jianzun's views seemed to run counter to the current views in the world of immortality.

Jinghe Jianzun directly threw him a white elixir bottle and said: "The White Flame Wolf of White Wolf, you are poisoned by the White Flame poison. If it is not discovered in time, it will lurk in your body and eventually leave behind

Imprint."

Meng Jingzhe wanted to ask one more question, but the figures of Jing and Sword Master disappeared directly into the air.

He looked down at this moment and saw a faint white mark appearing on his wrist that had no trace at all.

The mark was not very obvious at this time, but when touched, a burning pain was immediately felt.

Meng Jingzhe quickly opened the bottle of pills given by Jinghe Jianzun. After taking one pill, he felt that the burning sensation in his body seemed to have dissipated a lot.

Meng Xiaotian touched Meng Jingzhe's other wrist again, feeling another familiar pain.

"This..." Meng Jingzhe was about to sigh, but Meng Xiaotian touched him a few more times.

The Bai Yanlang simply didn't touch any awkward position, and all the hidden wounds on Meng Jingzhe's body were pointed out by Meng Xiaotian.

Meng Xiaotian saw her brother's expression was wrong and said, "I saw my brother talking and laughing with that Senior Brother Lin, and I thought you two were inseparable. Why would he be so cruel to my brother?"

The White Flame Wolf was Lin Shuangzhou's pet, so Meng Xiaotian naturally blamed all the injuries suffered by Meng Jingzhe on Lin Shuangzhou's head.

Meng Jingzhe was thinking differently from Meng Xiaotian, and said, "On the competition stage, people don't care about life or death, so why should he show mercy?"

"But didn't you agree?" Meng Xiaotian said unhappily.

Meng Jingzhe shook his head and said: "He did something to me, but I didn't show mercy to his pet, so it's fair."

Meng Xiaotian was confused about other things, but when it came to Meng Jingzhe, he suddenly became shrewd and said, "Why didn't he warn me about the poison of the White Flame Wolf?"

Seeing how angry her sister was, Meng Jingzhe patted the top of her hair and said, "It is not his obligation to remind her or not."

After hearing this, Meng Xiaotian was still aggrieved, and her heart directly classified Lin Shuangzhou as a bad guy.

Meng Jingzhe didn't understand the little girl's thoughts, so he just thought that the matter was over and it was already dawn after the toxins on his body were completely cured.

Not having a rest or meditating all night had obviously had a considerable impact on Meng Jingzhe's condition, but his opponent this day was not a very strong one, but a monk from a small sect.

This monk had obviously heard about yesterday's match and knew how powerful Meng Jingzhe was. He was able to survive until now due to good luck. When he met Meng Jingzhe, he was timid at first and was restrained in the fight.

Naturally, it was difficult to win. Meng Jingzhe won the game without much effort.

By the fifth round of the competition, there were not many people left, and there were almost no fish in troubled waters. Everyone was not easy to mess with.

Meng Jingzhe's opponent in this round was barely an acquaintance.

Xizhou Mengshi, Meng Yutang.

The Xizhou Meng family is one of the five great aristocratic families today, and Meng Yutang is the most outstanding among the Meng family's children of this generation.

Coincidentally, Meng Jingzhe is also named Meng, and there is Jinghe Sword Master behind him. This match can be considered a popular match in the fifth round of Enter the Dragon.

Before the competition even started, the handicap had already been set, but it was different from the previous competition in Lin Shuangzhou.

This time, the odds between Meng Jingzhe and Meng Yutang are not much different, but because Meng Yutang's reputation is more prominent, more people are optimistic about Meng Yutang.

"Jingzhe, please go all out in this competition."

Different from Lin Shuangzhou's deliberate modesty, Meng Yutang showed the unique confidence of a child of an aristocratic family as soon as he opened his mouth.

Meng Jingzhe glanced at him and said: "You are the most outstanding contemporary disciple of the Meng family in Xizhou, and I am just the most ordinary one among the master's disciples. I'm afraid I will be eliminated soon."

When Meng Yutang heard this, he knew in his heart that it was Meng Jingzhe's humble words, but he did not feel the slightest compliment. He only felt a strange discomfort, but he couldn't explain exactly how uncomfortable it was.

After Meng Jingzhe finished speaking, she looked down the competition platform. When her eyes fell on Meng Xiaotian, she nodded towards her, telling her not to worry.

Meng Yutang looked at him and couldn't help but look down. He saw Meng Xiaotian's face half covered by the birthmark in the crowd. Thinking of how many times he had run into obstacles in front of this ugly girl, Meng Yutang felt uncomfortable again.

The look in Meng Jingzhe's eyes became even more fierce.

Meng Yutang did not continue to say polite words, but a long sword suddenly appeared in his hand.

Like most cultivators in the world of immortality, his weapon is also a sword.

But compared to the rusty long sword in Meng Jingzhe's hand, Meng Yutang's sword looks like a peerless weapon just from the appearance.

Meng Jingzhe lowered his head and glanced at the Long Yin Sword, then glanced at the sword in Meng Yutang's hand eagerly, and said, "Is your sword made by a master?"

Meng Yutang didn't understand the origin of the Long Yin Sword. When he heard this, he just thought that Meng Jingzhe was envious of his sword and said, "This is the work of Master Ci."

Meng Jingzhe frowned slightly and then remembered that Master Ci was the master of weapon refining.

"You are worthy of receiving Master Ci's last work." Meng Jingzhe said.

Although these words were meant to praise Meng Yutang, the one who had the biggest reaction was the Dragon Yin Sword in Meng Jingzhe's hand. Due to the presence of so many people, he didn't want to reveal that he was a stutterer, so he could only tremble violently.

Express your strong dissatisfaction.

"Brother Jingzhe, it seems that your sword is a little impatient."

After Meng Yutang finished speaking, he directly picked up the sword and started moving.

Meng Jingzhe hurriedly raised his sword to resist. He didn't use much strength at first, but he couldn't bear the Dragon Yin Sword and tried to prove himself.

The aura blocks out the sun.

When it became quiet again, the master's masterpiece in Meng Yutang's hand suddenly had a chip the size of a fingernail.

"Such a big gap has not been broken directly. It is indeed a masterpiece of a master." Meng Jingzhe said sincerely.
Chapter completed!