Starting My Cultivation With Time Management

It's new year again.

For Shushan Jianxian, there is no New Year's Eve custom - they keep another more exciting custom.

New Year's Eve.

In this competition, there is no seat challenge, and there is no ranking in the Immortal Sword Ranking. It is just that everyone randomly draws lots and challenges one-on-one, so it is much more harmonious than the official competition in Shushan.

There were even quite a few familiar swordsmen from the same sect who were drawn to a duel together. Everyone politely played a turn-based battle. .

Of course, there are examples of harmony, and naturally there are also examples of relatively disharmony.

For example, in previous years, the grass cutting sword fairy, no matter whether your opponent is strong or weak, he will always go all out, making everyone dislike it.

Only this time, An Zhisu was listening to his younger brother Ling Yunpo's suggestion to make as many friends as possible during this competition, make fewer enemies, and strictly forbid unnecessary acts of hatred.

"Senior sister, don't always think about slashing other people's swords!" Ling Yunpo said bitterly, "Too much prestige will make people more isolated from us Qingluofeng!"

"Even if people are really weak, you have to be polite and give them a step down. Don't be so **** and violent!"

An Zhisu couldn't help nodding, and said in his mouth:

"Okay, Junior Brother, I will listen to you."

After the lottery was drawn, An Zhisu stepped onto the stage.

I saw the face of the Sword Immortal disciple on the opposite side pale, and the two strands also seemed to have the meaning of war, and I was scolding inwardly, "Ku Ye, how did you get this killing god!"

Looking at the disciples off the field, they are also quite resentful.

The war hasn't started yet, and you seem to be giving in. What's going on?

I don't know who shouted "Junior Brother Zhang will win", and then the cheers sounded one after another.

Maybe it was because the cheering sound was really useful, or maybe he was forced to put on the shelf by the crowd and couldn't get off the stage. Although the junior brother Zhang was still panicked, it was much better than the initial trembling and hopeless appearance.

I saw that the grass-cutting sword fairy on the stage did not take action immediately, but kindly asked the other party:

"Do you want to admit defeat?"

When everyone in the audience heard it, they immediately exploded.

We have all been united and cheered for the other side. How dare you say such arrogant words?

This time, not only cheers, but also curses.

Junior Brother Zhang listened in a daze, and suddenly his face seemed not to be afraid:

"Although my swordsmanship is not good," he said with a shy smile, "but now that so many of my fellow students are watching, if I admit defeat directly, I will lose my teacher's face."

"Senior Sister An please enlighten me." He took out his sword and said seriously.

An Zhisu sighed and drew out the Flying Smoke Sword.

After a few breaths, Junior Brother Zhang was beaten out of the competition venue, and it was a complete defeat.

The gap in the attainment of swordsmanship, of course, cannot be made up with a little courage.

An Zhisu frowned slightly as he looked at the sound of the surrounding sound.

In normal times, being scolded by everyone like this, she would just not understand and leave indifferently.

After all, Su Jian had taught her since she was a child that "Sword Immortals can only speak with the sword in the palm of their hand".

However, this time, after listening to Junior Brother Ling, she did not directly cut off the opponent's natal sword as usual, and severely injured the opponent... Why hasn't the audience's attitude changed much?

After getting off the venue, An Zhisu came to Ling Yunpo's side and asked suspiciously:

"Master, what did I do wrong?"

"I did nothing wrong..." Ling Yunpo smiled wryly.

In the situation just now, since everyone is applauding the courage of that junior brother Zhang, you should say a few nice words, applaud the other side, and then defeat him with a strength slightly higher than the other side, so that the other side can keep it up. At least the face, completely and completely off the stage.

In this way, ordinary disciples think that Junior Brother Zhang is not losing the battle, and can see with strong eyesight that you are pouring water, and everyone will be able to live well in face.

Instead of directly using all his strength to knock the opponent out of the field like he did just now...

Having said that, An Zhisu, who has almost no social experience, is probably not able to do such complex operations at all.

After thinking about it, Ling Yunpo had to reorganize the language in the simplest way, and said:

"In the next game, after coming to power, don't directly defeat the opponent, but use a slightly higher strength than the opponent to fight back and forth a few times and let the opponent admit defeat."

An Zhisu nodded and said yes, indicating that there was no problem.

Ling Yunpo also took the time to go out here, and simply defeated his opponent in the lottery.

As the first of the four strong men in the Shushan Foundation Establishment Realm, it was a matter of course for him to win. There was no drama on the opposite side where he was afraid first and then determined, and the audience around him did not support the fight.

I just don't know why it's Senior Sister's turn, there will be countless more wonderful dramas for no reason.

Back on the sidelines, Ling Yunpo saw that An Zhisu was drawn this time, and it was the rookie Bi Sheng who was ranked behind the top four.

This female sword immortal, Ling Yunpo had never dealt with, but Qiu Changtian knew each other.

When he participated in the trial at Shushan Suoyao Pagoda, Headmaster Yujing arranged for this Sword Immortal to receive him.

Seeing that Bi Sheng came onto the stage in a valiant manner, An Zhisu asked with a smile on her face:

"Do you want to admit defeat?"

"No!" Bi Sheng was immediately furious, as if she had suffered a great humiliation. She drew her sword and said, "How could Senior Sister An humiliate me so much? Even if my strength is not good, I will not say failure lightly!"

After she finished speaking, she stabbed directly with her sword.

The crowd immediately burst into applause. Compared with the previous one who said it nicely, but was kicked out of the stage after a few moves, everyone clearly supported the stronger sister Bi Sheng.

An Zhisu held it up silently, and after a few back and forth, he successfully regained the rhythm, and in turn suppressed Bi Sheng.

It's just that she kept in mind Junior Brother Ling's instructions, so she suppressed her own strength, but she fought back and forth with Bi Sheng.

The audience watched nervously, but Bi Sheng saw the clue and suddenly trembled with anger:

Where is the strength of An Zhisu? Even in the face of that Junior Brother Zhang just now, you did your best, how could you be so humiliating to me?

She gritted her teeth angrily, so she simply resorted to the secret blood burning technique, directly raising her cultivation realm, and her swordsmanship suddenly sharpened a few points.

Seeing that Bi Sheng suddenly became stronger~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Most of the onlookers were refreshed. Could it be that this senior sister Bi Sheng has been pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger in the past, but this time she has to show her trump card and ruthlessly. To cut the face of the grass-cutting sword fairy?

Only a small number of disciples could see that something was wrong, so why was Bi Sheng pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger? He was clearly motivated by the other party and was about to start desperately!

"How?" Lin Duanshan suddenly asked from a stand in the distance.

"I can't win." Duan Fenhai said concisely.

As Bi Sheng's cultivation level suddenly increased, An Zhisu also frowned slightly.

At this level, I can't beat me. Is it necessary to use that kind of secret method?

However, she still kept Junior Brother Ling's advice in mind, and she also raised the sword skills she had previously kept a little higher, still maintaining a level that was just slightly better than that after Bi Sheng broke out.

Here, Bi Sheng only took a few breaths of majesty, only to see the opponent's Jianguang suddenly become stronger, and once again completely suppressed himself, he was shocked and angry, his eyes were wide open, his silver teeth were clenched, his expression was difficult to tense, and he suddenly looked up to the sky. Spit out a big mouthful of blood mist.

One was not careful, and the side effects of the secret method occurred.