146: C146 A Private Conversation Between Two People

C146 A Private Conversation Between Two People

That morning, Ouyang Xiaotian had nothing to do at his own residence. He injected his spiritual energy into his eardrums to listen to the sounds around him. Suddenly, he heard this conversation.

"Sigh, in two days time, Freshman Competition will begin. How are you? Do you want to register? "

"Hehe, I don't want to. This year's Freshman Competition, Rookie King will definitely be Ouyang Xiaotian's. "

Tsk, that might not be true. Didn't Ouyang Xiaotian just catch a Flying Heaven Demonic Tiger? Recently, Zuo Tiancheng had been practicing a demonic technique and was extremely powerful. Furthermore, the Third Princess Feng Ruoyun is not someone to be trifled with. "

"Mm, if that's the case, who is Rookie King's target this year? I'm still not sure."

"This year's Freshman Competition have changed a new rule."

"What rule?"

"In order to save time, the competition starts with a competition of spiritual energy between all participants. The top eight contestants with a lot of spiritual energy will fight again. "

"Oh? This is quite interesting. "

"In addition, during the battle, both sides will fight fairly. Kill them if they wish."

"In that case, it's really a bit cruel. "Yep, it's still not certain who Rookie King will end up with this year's Rookie King."

When Ouyang Xiaotian arrived at the martial arts practice field, he saw quite a few freshmen training. Some were cultivating their strength, some were cultivating their spirit energy, and some were cultivating martial skills …

Training in martial arts included two types of techniques. One was training in fist and palm techniques, and the other was training in equipment.

Ouyang Xiaotian had only been in the training field for a short while when someone greeted him.

"Aiyo, isn't this Young Master Ouyang?" Why didn't you accompany Miss Shui today? "

"Hey, do you think he's like you? No matter how delicious the Red Braised Meat is, if you eat it every day, you will still get tired of it. "

"Young Master Ouyang, why aren't you cultivating?"

"Tch, you think that Young Master Ouyang will cultivate just like us? When I went to sleep at night, it was already settled. "

A clamor suddenly came from the other side. Everyone took a look and saw that it was Zuo Tiancheng and Ye Zijuan.

In order to curry favor with Zuo Tiancheng, Ye Zijuan was dressed even more openly. The big red skirt she wore was faintly discernible, but her thighs were faintly discernible. Wherever he went, he would leave behind the scent of perfume.

Recently, Zuo Tiancheng paid a huge price to cultivate a vicious Martial Skill, which made Ye Zijuan even more happy. It was as if he had successfully gotten pregnant. Wherever she went, she raised her head high, like a proud white swan.

Zuo Tiancheng and the others also saw Ouyang Xiaotian, so Zuo Tiancheng brought Ye Zijuan and walked towards Ouyang Xiaotian.

"Ouyang Xiaotian, right?" Zuo Tiancheng smiled and said, "How come you're not dead yet, brat?"

"What?" Hearing Zuo Tiancheng's words, Ouyang Xiaotian was not angry at all, "You are not dead, how can I die? If I am dead, who will collect your corpse? "

"Hahaha," Zuo Tiancheng suddenly laughed out loud, "Don't be proud, you stinking brat. I'll let you live for a few more days. In a few days, it will be the day you die. "

"Zuo Tiancheng, you're so cocky? What ability do you have to kill me? Is that a glib tongue of yours? "

Ouyang Xiaotian was surprised by Zuo Tiancheng's arrogance and wanted to cheat him of some information.

However, Zuo Tiancheng was not fooled at all. Hearing Ouyang Xiaotian's words, he smiled and said, "Hehe, even if I kill you with my mouth, it is still my ability."

Ye Zijuan said in disdain, "Ouyang Xiaotian, you're finished. You should go back early and prepare to deal with the aftermath. Otherwise, you won't have a chance. "

"Nonsense, I'm not going to die. Why should I do anything?" Ouyang Xiaotian smirked.

"You're dead for sure. You can only live for a few more days." Ye Zijuan said with certainty.2

However, Zuo Tiancheng suddenly said: "Un, there is another situation where Ouyang Xiaotian does not dare to participate in Freshman Competition and ends up like a turtle at home. This way, he will be able to live for a few more days. "

"A cowardly turtle?" Ye Zijuan giggled. "I forgot about that."

"Hehe," Ouyang Xiaotian said coldly, "You want to kill me on Freshman Competition? Hehe, then you'll know your foolishness. In order to get you to hell as soon as possible, I will definitely participate in the Freshman Competition. "

The disciples in the martial arts practice field stopped cultivating. They all calmed down and listened attentively to their conversation.

Everyone whispered in discussion.

"What?" "Since when did Zuo Tiancheng become so powerful?"

"What kind of strong martial skill did Zuo Tiancheng cultivate?"

"Who knows? People only heard about it and don't take it to be true. "

"It seems to be a sinister palm technique?"

A sinister palm technique? Ouyang Xiaotian sighed. What kind of evil palm technique was this? As the saying goes, know one's friend, and be invincible in a hundred battles. As long as he knew his enemies like the back of his hand, he would be able to defeat them. Otherwise, it was a risk.

After he came back from the martial arts practice field, Ouyang Xiaotian thought about it and looked for a way to deal with the situation. Finally, he thought of a good idea.

On this day, he injected his spiritual energy into his ears, causing his hearing to soar. He heard the sounds coming from every corner of the New Star Martial Arts Academy.

After a careful examination, Ouyang Xiaotian heard the conversation between Zuo Tiancheng and Ye Zijuan.

"Tian Cheng, are you confident you can kill that stinking brat, Ouyang Xiaotian, in Freshman Competition?"

It was a woman's voice, and she knew it was Ye Zijuan's.

"I'm confident, little beauty. Don't worry. "With my unique skill of Poison Demon's Palm, Ouyang Xiaotian will definitely die under my attack."

It was Zuo Tiancheng's voice.

"Alright, as long as you kill Ouyang Xiaotian, I'll be willing to be your slave even if I have to work hard for you. "Hehe, when the time comes, you can do whatever you want."

"And now? I want to play with you now. "

"That won't do, my aunt is only coming. In a few days, I think."

"It's really depressing. Sigh, it's fine to touch it. "

"Hehehe, young master Zuo, do you want to practice that ultimate skill of yours, Poison Demon's Palm again? Practice makes perfect. "

"After you touch it, I'll practice."

What followed was a rustling sound. The two of them laughed obscenely.

Ouyang Xiaotian muttered in his heart: "Poison Demon's Palm?" Yeah, I know. This was definitely a Martial Technique that mainly focused on poison. However, only cultivators would have to endure the pain caused by the invasion of poison in order to achieve their goals. In such a short period of time, Zuo Tiancheng had already grasped such a sinister Martial Technique. Just how toxic would it be?

Anyway, I have to think of a way to crack it, to save myself the time when I have to sit back and wait for death.

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