MTL - The Supporting Female Character Is Not Behaving Again-Chapter 155 Headache 41

Meng Changjin and Wu Shaoqi said one by one, anyway, the point is, don't take the initiative to cause trouble, but if others take the initiative to cause trouble, if you can fight, you can directly challenge it publicly, if you can't fight, pretend to be a grandson, and fight back if you have the strength.

Although the disciples were a little speechless, they nodded obediently.

Although it's a little cowardly, but it still makes sense. Does it matter whether you win or lose? important!

But no matter how important, is it important to be alive?

Seeing that several disciples had listened in, Meng Changjin nodded with satisfaction: "Okay, it's alright, anyway, remember what I said for the teacher today, nothing is more important than your life."

"A few times."

Several disciples nodded obediently.

"Well, let's practice." Meng Changjin nodded, indicating that several disciples can go back to practice.

They now have their own rooms on their flying boats. It will take a lot of time to travel from Wanhuangzong to the vicinity of the Binary Secret Realm. This time cannot be wasted.

Several disciples got up and saluted, ready to go back to practice.

Meng Changjin stopped Wu Shaoqi and Yao Bingyu: "You two stay."

Others glanced at the two of them, then at Meng Changjin, and finally left without saying a word.

"Others don't worry about being a teacher, but you, you are making the teacher feel uneasy. In this way, the Bingyu Gang is staring at him as a teacher and can't let him cause trouble." Meng Changjin looked at Wu Shaoqi With a glance, he said.

"Yes, master." No matter what Yao Bingyu thought, there was no expression on his face anyway, and he agreed very simply.

Wu Shaoqi was speechless and looked at Meng Changjin: "Does the master still believe in the disciple? The disciple is so well-behaved, how could he do something deliberately to cause trouble?"

Wu Shaoqi really did not intend to cause trouble on purpose, he is not familiar with this world, so he has the time to cause trouble?

"You don't take the initiative to cause trouble, but as the main force among the disciples of Wanhuang Sect, some people take the initiative to provoke you." Could Meng Changjin not know? Wu Shaoqi said she would not cause trouble, but she believed it.

But it's useless if Wu Shaoqi doesn't take the initiative to cause trouble, things will take the initiative to find Wu Shaoqi.

Who made Wu Shaoqi a problem?

"It's better." Meng Changjin nodded.

"What should I do if others scold me? It doesn't matter if I scold me, anyway, I won't lose a piece of meat, but if others scold Wanhuangzong, what about you, master? Then Wanhuangzong Aren't you very shameless with Master?" Wu Shaoqi asked.

Look at how profound and righteous he is, he doesn't care if he is scolded or not, his heart is for Wanhuangzong and his master!

Meng Changjin cast a glance at him, and he could see through Wu Shaoqi's little ninety-nine almost at once.

Yao Bingyu stood beside him and looked at Meng Changjin curiously when Wu Shaoqi asked these questions.

What Wu Shaoqi said was a bit of a strong argument, but it was the truth.

Scolding them, their big deal is to endure for a while, and it's no big deal.

But scolding Wanhuangzong, scolding the master, the sect should not be insulted, and the master should not be insulted!

"Stupid!" Meng Changjin raised a fiery red stick the thickness of his thumb and tapped Wu Shaoqi's head lightly, hating that iron is not steel!

"It hurts!!"

Meng Changjin was a little speechless.

After a pause, Meng Changjin suddenly glanced at the thin fiery red stick in his hand, but had some enlightenment.

Perhaps she was not pretending, she forgot the stick in her hand, it was actually a big baby.

She really tapped that lightly, Wu Shaoqi didn't seem to be pretending, this thing may be more powerful than she imagined.

Baby, big baby!

If it wasn't for the presence of Wu Shaoqi and Yao Bingyu, Meng Changjin would probably have kissed them with a stick.

"I understand what you mean, it is nothing more than that the sect should not be humiliated, and the teacher should not be humiliated." Meng Changjin seemed to have forgotten to knock on Wu Shaoqi, and immediately changed the subject.

Yao Bingyu and Wu Shaoqi both looked over. Since the master knows, why not let them fight back?

"Then shouldn't we beat them more?" Wu Shaoqi said puzzled.

"Beat! Of course I beat him, but I beat him again during the official game, and beat him under the spotlight!" Meng Changjin said.

Wu Shaoqi and Yao Bingyu were stunned for a moment, thinking they understood.

"As for someone who scolds Wanhuangzong as a teacher, you should write down whoever scolded the sect, and find out which sect was scolded. During the official competition, I will challenge their suzerain and blow it up. They!" Meng Changjin said domineeringly.

As soon as Wu Shaoqi said this, before Meng Changjin could do anything, Yao Bingyu glared at Wu Shaoqi first.

Although she is also worried, after all, the master is only in the seventh rank. According to the elders, the heads of other sects are in the seventh rank, and there are ten in the eighth rank and the ninth rank. Several people.

"Take care of yourself, boy." Meng Changjin was too lazy to say anything to Wu Shaoqi, this boy didn't even know how strong his master was!

It's hard to say about the ninth-rank ones, and the eighth-rank ones will be shown to this kid.

"It's okay, it's okay, I get it, definitely not fighting before the official match." Wu Shaoqi thought about it and agreed.

In fact, his idea is very simple. If Meng Changjin can't beat it, then they are really not suitable for early conflict. That is, sooner or later.

Why are you competing for the ranking, that is because this thing affects the number of places to enter the binary secret realm. There are not many good things in the binary secret realm.

The development of sects is inseparable from the spiritual veins.

A spiritual vein is provided to thousands of people in the Wanhuang Sect to practice, and it will be almost ten years.

And a quota almost represents a spiritual meridian.

This also creates a phenomenon, the stronger is higher, the weaker is weaker.

So the sectarian ranking is very important.

No one wants to lose before the game, but there are advantages and disadvantages. If some opponents can be solved in advance, some people are willing to do it.

When Meng Changjin said this, Wu Shaoqi was the most helpless.

He obviously didn't do anything, why can't he trust him more?

After thinking about it, Wu Shaoqi sighed in his heart. It must be that the original body is too muddy. After more than ten years, it has created an unreliable impression.

But he is still very reliable, alas, Wu Shaoqi sighed again and looked at Meng Changjin resentfully.

Meng Changjin was too lazy to pay attention to him, and turned directly to Yao Bingyu: "The top ten sects should disdain to provoke you before the game, and the rest are uncertain."

After finishing speaking, Meng Changjin looked at Wu Shaoqi again, this time very seriously: "The relationship between these sects is very complicated, the popularity of Wanhuang Sect is not bad, but don't expect this, when necessary , how to bring disaster to the east, you can figure it out yourself."

"Understood." This time Wu Shaoqi responded very briskly and simply.

"The disciples will be optimistic about the senior brother and will not let the senior brother start before the competition." Yao Bingyu also said seriously.

Meng Changjin nodded: "Well, let's practice."

Speaking, he threw another porcelain bottle to Wu Shaoqi: "Take it, break through when it is time to break through, break through the level, the increase is not large without consolidation, but it can be used as a means of replenishing magic. use."

Wu Shaoqi caught it and nodded. Soon, he opened his eyes wide and looked at Meng Changjin fiercely.

He didn't pay attention just now, but now that he has come back to his senses, he also noticed some words in Meng Changjin's words just now.

For example, make up magic.

This thing is probably no stranger to playing games. As a half otaku, Wu Shaoqi is too familiar with it.

But that's not the crux of the problem, the crux of the matter is, did Meng Changjin coin this word by herself, or did she just…

Wu Shaoqi's head was running fast, and he quickly determined that it should be the latter.

If it was Meng Changjin's own words, he would definitely use "replenishing the spirit" instead of tonifying the devil.

Wu Shaoqi suddenly thought of the words full of significance of the times that he often said without noticing, did the master discover it long ago?

No, the master found his problem, but he also found the master's problem.

Seeing Wu Shaoqi staring at her with wide eyes, Meng Changjin frowned slightly and soon realized.

Slip of the tongue.

But now it's too late to make amends, and she deliberately said it, but she seems guilty of being a thief.

So Meng Changjin simply said nothing, looked at Wu Shaoqi with a half-smile expression.

Wu Shaoqi saw this expression and immediately understood.

"No, the master is mighty and domineering, and the disciples can't keep up. I will go back to practice hard, and I will never lose the master's face." After Wu Shaoqi finished speaking, he quickly slipped away.

Yao Bingyu bowed to Meng Changjin and withdrew.

When the two left, Meng Changjin lifted the stick with the thickness of the thumb in his hand, weighed it a little on his hand, and tapped the corner of the table lightly.

The corner of the table was knocked into pieces by such a knock.

Meng Changjin searched for a long time and found something made of iron. He knocked it with the same force as Wu Shaoqi's head before, and suddenly a big pit was knocked out.

"Tsk tsk." Meng Changjin tutted twice, not knowing whether he was lamenting that the stick was too powerful, or that Wu Shaoqi's head was too hard.

…

The flying boat has been flying for five days, and Meng Changjin and other people from Wanhuangzong finally reached their destination.

Standing on the edge of the flying boat, looking down, young men and women wearing various sect costumes walking together, it is very lively.

Below, people from various sects who saw Feizhou were guessing which sect came this time.

It's a little farther away, and the pattern on the flying boat belonging to the sect's logo can't be seen clearly.

When the flying boat began to land and fell to a certain distance, the people below also saw the pattern on the flying boat.

It is a lifelike phoenix pattern, the whole is drawn by golden paint, it looks very noble.

But everyone who saw this pattern didn't care.

"The flying boat of the Wanhuang Sect, it turned out that the Wanhuang Sect came."

These people immediately recognized the sect to which this pattern belonged.

Wanhuang Sect, in their opinion, is not a sect that needs special attention.

Of course, this is also for some sects ranked in the top 50, and some sects in the back are still unable to offend Wanhuangzong.

However, if you care too much, it's not too much, anyway, they can't match the Wanhuang Sect, their goal is to keep the ranking of the hundred sects.

"Oh, it's really sad that no one welcomes them." Meng Changjin was now on the edge of the flying boat. After seeing the people below clearly seeing the pattern on the flying boat, he ignored them and sighed. .

The two elders, Cen Rong and Huai Shui, were standing on both sides of Meng Changjin. Hearing Meng Changjin sigh, the corners of his mouth twitched.

Isn't this a normal situation?

"You must be in the top 20 this time, or you'll be so poor next time." Meng Changjin scolded.

The two elders, Cen Rong and Huai Shui, no longer twitched their mouths.

If the top 20 is so good, what are they worried about?

But looking at the bottom, thinking about the Sect Master's words, the two elders looked at each other in the air, and it seemed that they were really out of line.

We have to fight anyway, so why fight for a big one.

If you really want to enter the top twenty, then there will be three places to enter the duality secret realm, that is three spiritual veins!

Three spiritual veins, how many disciples can they train?

The more they thought about it, the more excited the two elders became, as if they had already seen a glorious scene in the Wanhuang Sect.

But when the flying boat fell to the ground, the slight shaking made the two elders sober up.

The two elders looked at each other again, and then looked away.

It's a bit embarrassing to see these things clearly for a handful of old people.

Fortunately, they stood at the forefront, no disciples saw their gaffe, at least they didn't lose face and throw them in front of the disciples.

As soon as the flying boat stopped, several people came over.

Meng Changjin glanced at the other party and quickly found out the information of this person from his memory.

Yun Che, the leader of the cultivator alliance, is also the person who presides over the Hundred Sects Competition.

It's still a thousand years old!