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Chapter 430 Grenade (Xiu Xian Version)

Sheng Yiyu rubbed his face and sat down next to the disciple. His calm look made the disciple a little alert.

I don't think you're going to have any big moves.

As a result, Sheng Yiyu rummaged around and took out a storybook, which was the one that everyone present was discussing enthusiastically.

Sheng Yiyu said in a friendly and kind manner: "It was indeed my fault just now. I am here to apologize."

"Since you guys are bored, I'll give you a few storybooks to read. They're the stories we discussed. I think you'll be interested."

"Come, I'll give it to you for free. Everyone gets one. It's not in vain. Is there anyone who didn't take one? Let's try to make sure no one slips through the net."

The Qianyun Sect disciple said stubbornly, "Who is interested? Only you guys are obsessed with playing around and don't care about the competition at all."

Sheng Yiyu didn't bother with him, just pouted and rolled her eyes.

I really want you to pay it back.

People who are too naive will become playthings of Lingxiao Sect.

And in the secret realm, everyone is fighting with wits and courage.

The Lingxiao Sect put away its initial nonchalant attitude and showed that they were giving it their all.

However, the opponents are also very strong, and it has come to the final crucial moment. Even those who did not plan to win the championship at the beginning will probably think that since they are here, they might as well give it their all. Who knows, they may get lucky and become the dark horse that suddenly appears.

The result of everyone trying their best is that the situation remains at a stalemate.

Cheng Chu was devastated. "I haven't read a storybook in nearly seven or eight days. Seven or eight days!"

"It feels like seven or eight years have passed. Do you know how I spent these seven or eight days?"

Lin Rukui had a faint sense of death on his body. "Not only that, we have been preparing for the competition for nearly a week. One week plus the time in the secret realm, it has been more than half a month..."

Coupled with Li Wenshu's superb writing skills, now when they close their eyes, all they can see are the scenes in the storybook.

I had originally planned to just go through the motions and be out soon, but in the end, they were allowed to stay until the end.

The only reason they have been able to hold on until now is because of their conscience and the death threats from Shuang Lian and Ji Lin... otherwise they would have run away long ago.

The competition was drawing to a close, and the atmosphere was intense and tense. Several demons were still discussing how to make the coolest and most pretentious appearance.

A group of immortal cultivators have gathered outside the Immortal Gate Competition. This appearance must be stunning, not only to arouse the fear of all the immortal cultivators, but also to let them know that the Demon Lord is about to come out of seclusion and their demon clan is about to rise. It also has to show the beautiful figures of all of them.

"No, why should I let you stand in the center position? Have you reached the performance target this month?"

"I'm the best looking. Although my performance is not up to standard, I'm loved by everyone and every car I see has tires burst. Haven't you heard that this world is a world of looks? Since we want to impress everyone, then letting me stand in the center is definitely the right choice."

"Immortal cultivators don't care whether you look good or not. If you are a demon, I will just use the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms to send you to the sky. I got into the most trouble last month, so I stand by you."

The argument ended up with a fight between the two of them, with each grabbing the other's hair and refusing to let go.

"You look good? I'll make you bald."

The person who originally tried to stop the fight started to feel unhappy after being hit a few times, so he joined the fight directly.

Finally they mixed right into the melee among the disciples and fought each other, with each side fighting their own.

Point your fists at your compatriots.

"Brother, I'll lend you a talisman. I'll return it to you when I return to the demon world."

"Okay, how do you release that black energy? Fire a shot at the opponent."

When Long Linzhi ran out, he thought he would be fought over by the cultivators participating in the competition, but he found that no one cared about him.

Didn’t the elder say that he would decide the victory of the competition?

It floated forward and landed on Cheng Chu's face.

Cheng Chu, who was furious, grabbed it and threw it to the other side, "Go to hell, I can't kill you."

It hit the face of the demon servant opposite directly. The demon servant became furious and grabbed the dragon scale grass and kicked him directly.

"How dare you hit me in the face? Do you know how much insurance I bought for my face from the miser?"

When Yan Chenci saw something coming towards him, he simply made a hand gesture to bounce it back, and then flicked his clothes nonchalantly, as if he had managed to fight off the opponent's attack without much effort.

"Look at me doing a side kick, good one! Bonus point for your performance!"

"This kick must be vicious and cruel, otherwise it will not reflect the evil and cruelty of our demon race."

The dragon scale mushroom that was kicked around like a ball: ...

I knew it was rotten land.

Shuang Lan raised his hand to block the evil energy coming towards him and suddenly came to his senses.

Wait a minute, when did so many people appear on the battlefield?

Who are the others?

"Wait, you are demons!"

As soon as these words were uttered, it was like pressing the pause button, causing everyone on the field to stop their actions instantly.

Both sides looked at each other strangely.

Demon Servant: "Yeah, we are the demons. What's wrong? Don't we want to play basketball anymore?"

Cheng Chu looked at his "playing partner" beside him.

The demon servant looked into his eyes and smiled awkwardly.

“Ahhhhhhhhhh—Demons! The demons have sneaked in!”

Long Linzhi fell to the ground dizzy, got up and patted his head. However, as soon as he sat up, he was stepped back to the ground by chaotic feet from all directions.

It was dented by people stepping on it.

Isn't it the winning weapon for the competition?

Why……

The appearance of the demons made the disciples who were originally at loggerheads with each other briefly unite and face the outside world.

Their reaction was much quicker than that of the demons. They all stood together, while those demons were still arguing over the center position.

Even after they stopped, they still pulled each other's hair and refused to let go. It seemed like whoever let go first would lose.

All the cool, majestic and elegant appearance that I had planned was gone.

This appearance was even embarrassingly bad.

The left protector who led the team had a headache, but then he thought of the purpose of this trip.

It’s okay, it’s okay if the appearance was a bit bad, at least there’s still a process.

Although the process is a bit unsatisfactory, it’s okay as long as there is an ending. As long as the ending is right, that’s enough.

Seize the Dragon Scale Ganoderma, then cause them some trouble, and then spread the reputation of the demon clan.

We don’t know where the Dragon Scale Ganoderma is right now, so let’s cause some trouble for them first.

They were not worried that the cultivators outside the venue would break in. Before that, they had already set up a barrier. Since they were going to cause trouble, how could they not be fully prepared?

Today, we will use the flesh and blood of these young disciples to announce to the world that the Demon Lord is about to come out!

The demons were just planning to make up for it by posing and shouting slogans, but then the other side threw a... ball? Or was it a fruit?

The demon servant took the fruit with his bare hands, weighed the round object in his hand, and said with an arrogant smile: "What's the matter, you know you have no chance of winning, so you throw a fruit to us to beg for mercy..."

Shuang Lian yelled, "Get down quickly!"

As soon as they did so, a deafening explosion was heard from the opposite side. In an instant, they felt the earth shaking and dust blowing in their faces.

The protective shield erected by the demons was blown to pieces.