"Just, if you fall, you will be dependent on me! Is it embarrassing to lose it?" Bai Qiange sat leisurely beside Qinghua drinking tea. Seeing Sanskrit coming to ask for guilt in a fierce tone, she just raised her eyelids and looked at her, then continued to drink tea. Qinghua seemed to have heard nothing, and she looked like she was bored and played with the tea cup.

"You! It's obviously you! I..." Fan Yi jumped straight into his tone, but there was no evidence. At this time, Fan Yi walked over and pulled her and said, "The competition is about to begin, let's go back to Daddy's place!"

"Hmph! Wait for me! Then let you roll down from here!" Sanyu pointed at Bai Qiange and cursed gritting his teeth.

Before she could turn around and leave, Bai Qiange put down the teacup and stood up, and said coldly: "Stop! Do you dare to make a bet with me?"

The air conditioner released from her body made Sanskrit tremble for some reason, and she stuttered: "You, what are you betting on?"

"I lost, I will roll down from here. If I am the first, you will roll down from here." Bai Qiange said calmly, but the momentum around her was like a born king, so dazzling that people couldn't help but be attracted by her.

"Hahaha... I heard it right? You first? This is the funniest joke I have ever heard in my life!" Sanyu was shocked by her first, and then she laughed with her stomach in her arms.

"What? Don't you dare?" Bai Qiange ignored her, and still had a faint tone, with chill. This woman repeatedly wanted to oppress her, and she also had a temper!

Sanskrit was also very angry and slapped the table and shouted: "Just bet! So many people are watching, if you lose, don't let your master protect you again and stay away!"

"Natural." Bai Qiange's calm and composed appearance made Fan Yi feel inexplicably nervous. She wanted to stop Sanyu, but it was too late. Sanyu raised her hand and slapped Bai Qiange three times, and the bet was formed.

All the disciples looked at Bai Qiange with pity, as if they had seen her being kicked and rolled down Jiufeng Mountain.

Duan Tianhong naturally saw what was happening here, and did not stop them. He thought that only in this way could he rush the little girl down the mountain to speak. Thinking of this, the corners of his mouth unconsciously raised, "Okay, the preparations for the competition begin, everyone prepare for their own sake."

The head of the sect made a speech, and everyone dispersed. The head of the sect went on stage to read out the rules of the competition: "This year's competition is the same as in previous years. Today, the first game is held, the knockout round. This time, there are 205 new disciples, divided into two groups to fight in a melee. As long as one opponent is successfully defeated, you can advance to the next competition, that is, almost one hundred people who advance to compete in the qualifying match. The ten people who were defeated at the earliest in the melee are going to leave Jiufeng Mountain. Do you all understand?"

"I understand." Everyone spoke in unison.

In the corner, Sanskrit glanced at Bai Qiange's figure with resentment and whispered to the people around him: "Appoint it, everyone will focus on attacking that bitch."

"Yes, senior sister, don't worry, we will let her be the first to step down." The man turned his head and glanced at Bai Qiange's back sinisterly.

The group was quickly divided, Bai Qiange was divided into the second group. She sat beside Qinghua and gnawed the apple, while Qinghua savored the fragrant tea with a look of indifferent expression, as if everything on the stage had nothing to do with them.

Finally the second scene came, Bai Qiange stood up and patted the dust that did not exist on his body and said, "Master, I'll go there first."

"Ge'er, be careful. Just be careful not to be injured, nothing else matters." Qinghua's tone was full of doting as if no one was around. This made Sanskrit's popular teeth grinding, and I'm afraid that this bitch wouldn't drive her away if she lost.

She said hatefully: "Hmph, what's so great about it? A fox-like face will become habitual and seduce people without growing! Just rely on the protection of the master..."

As soon as she finished speaking, she suddenly felt a chill, her face stinged. She screamed in pain. Everyone gave her strange eyes, but she could not see anything. She could only lower her head in shame and anger. Her aftertaste glimpse of Master Qing Hua's cold eyes, so she didn't dare to say anything, but the hatred in her eyes could hardly be held.

The second group of disciples who participated in the competition soon went on stage to stand. Everyone's eyes were turning, secretly measuring the strength of the people around them, and choosing the right person to take action.

As the gong and drum at the beginning were ringing, everyone began to move when they heard the sound.

Bai Qiange keenly noticed that more than a dozen pairs of cold eyes shot towards her. She seemed to be unaware of it, and she was still dodging the occasional attack while paying attention to the people around her. Soon, more than a dozen people in the crowd attacked her together. She dodged in panic. Everyone was so heart-stirring that they could see that her so-called panic steps were strange and stable.

"Ah! Ah..." A series of painful cry suddenly sounded on the stage, and then more than a dozen disciples flew off the stage at the same time and had an intimate contact with the ground. When everyone saw this incredible scene, they all looked at the girl standing on the edge of the competition stage, but found that she was also confused.

Just as everyone was wondering what happened, a disciple next to the girl suddenly attacked her. He said slowly, and then he was quickly. She was hit and staggered and fell down the stage. At the critical moment, she strangely reached out and pulled the person who attacked her. Before the man could react, he fell off the competition stage with her.

"Senior brother, she landed first, she must have been eliminated." As soon as the man got up, he shouted at the senior brothers who were referees.

Before the senior brothers could speak, Bai Qiange said coldly: "Senior brother, Qiange just knocked down more than a dozen people, and he was already qualified to advance, right?"

The referees thought about it, lowered their heads and discussed for a few words and said, "Yes, Bai Qiange has advanced."

"What about me?" the sneak attacker asked anxiously.

"Elimination." A referee threw two words to him, causing his heart to fall to the bottom.

Bai Qiange ignored them anymore, ran to Qinghua's seat with a light pace, raised his head and smiled, "Master, I'm back."

"Well, go back with me! There will be a competition tomorrow." Qing Hua's tone was still faint, but there was a sense of doting. The master and apprentice left as if no one was around, followed by a bunch of envious, jealous and resentful gazes.

Sanskrit glared at the direction of their master and apprentice disappearing at the edge of the crowd: "A bunch of waste actually made her advance!"

"Okay, sister, don't be angry. There are many competitions tomorrow." Fan Yi patted her shoulder and said with some slightest resentment. After listening to Sanyu, a resentful smile appeared on her face.
Chapter completed!