Chapter 7: Love at First Sight on the Competition Stage
On a sunny day, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect was bustling.
And Ning Fengzhi, with the lineup of two top Douluo, naturally received the most attention.
"Huh? Who is that? The boy standing behind Sword Douluo."
"I don't know, it's rare. Could it be the boy with full innate soul power who can't improve his soul power?"
"It should be him. This time he has to compete with Gu Yue again. As expected, he will lost again..."
"…"
The occasional discussions finally made Gu Yue's face look better. He couldn't help but look at Qin Jian provocatively, but saw that the other party's eyes were only on Ning Rongrong, and he didn't notice him at all. He couldn't help but feel depressed again.
"Wait, Qin Jian, I will beat you to a pulp again on the stage." He clenched his fists and said in his heart.
At this time, Ning Fengzhi continued to speak: "Rongrong, as your partner who will cooperate with you for a long time in the future, you must be the strongest one among the next generation of fighters of our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, otherwise you will not be recognized by others."
"Dad, can't I choose the one I like?" Ning Rongrong pouted.
Ning Fengzhi hesitated a little, but still said hard: "Rongrong, Dad can indulge you at ordinary times, but this time it is related to the rules of the sect, Dad can't make an exception for you."
Ning Fengzhi glanced at Qin Jian and was a little surprised that he could win the favor of his precious daughter in such a short time.
"Besides, you should also believe that the person you want to choose will definitely win the first place, right? Dad believes that Rongrong has the best vision."
After Ning Fengzhi's encouragement, Ning Rongrong said without thinking: "Rongrong's vision is of course the best!"
Ning Fengzhi, who finally convinced his daughter, was relieved.
At this time, they had already arrived near the competition stage.
There were naturally a lot of people in the partner selection competition that only took place once every five years. At a glance, the competition stage was full of heads.
Qin Jian followed Sword Douluo and others to the most prominent position in the center. Ning Fengzhi, Sword Douluo and Gu Douluo took their seats, and he, Ning Rongrong and Gu Yue stood behind them.
"This time, there are a total of 32 direct disciples who are choosing partners, but there are 64 combat soul masters participating in the selection."
Ning Fengzhi casually explained the situation of this competition: "So those who lose in the first round will not have the opportunity to partner with direct disciples, and will be assigned to ordinary combat teams in the future to protect the safety of the sect."
Hearing his words, Gu Yue glanced at Qin Jian and said, "Don't be unable to beat soul masters below level 10."
At their age, being able to cultivate to nearly level 10 is already a genius, so there are almost no contestants above level 10 except Qin Jian and Gu Yue.
"Then you don't need to worry about it." Qin Jian said casually.
Hearing the smell of gunpowder coming from behind, Sword Douluo and Gu Douluo looked at each other with telepathy, as if sparks flashed, and then snorted coldly at the same time and turned their heads away.
Ning Fengzhi could only smile helplessly.
These two Super Douluo have been fighting for their whole lives, and now they are fighting with the younger generation…
"The first competition will begin soon. Please come down and draw the order."
The elder who presided over the competition walked into the arena carrying a large wooden box.
Qin Jian and Gu Yue looked at each other, walked down the stands at the same time, and walked into the arena.
"Qin Jian, you must win!"
At this moment, Ning Rongrong couldn't help but cheer Qin Jian up, and accidentally hit the heroic Gu Yue.
Qin Jian couldn't help but smile, then turned around and waved to her.
Soon, everyone finished drawing lots.
The competition stage was not big, with only four seats, so eight people went down to compete each time.
And Qin Jian was the first one.
His opponent was a girl in a pink short skirt.
"My name is Lin Yu, a level 9 combat soul warrior, and my Spirit is a spirit fox."
A white light lit up on the girl's body, and the Spirit possessed her, and she quickly set up an attacking posture.
But Qin Jian did not move, still standing at the sidelines with his hands behind his back.
"Qin Jian, combat soul master, Spirit, sword of love."
His words confused everyone at the sidelines, only Sword Douluo knew that his Spirit was pronounced exactly the same as his name.
"Hey, you don't even dare to report your soul power, you are afraid that your level 10 soul power that has been unshakable for three years will be despised..." Gu Yue sneered.
The next moment he was greeted by Ning Rongrong's angry eyes…
"The competition begins!"
The elder gave an order, and the battles on all four stages started at the same time. Only Qin Jian's side was a little strange, because he still stood still, just looking at Lin Yu opposite and smiling.
"Uh, Qin… Qin Jian… why don't you open your Spirit?"
Lin Yu didn't know why her head was a little dizzy, and her eyes looking at Qin Jian gradually became dazed.
"I'm already using my soul skills, be careful."
Qin Jian saw her confused look and kindly reminded her: "If you can still attack now, maybe there is a chance."
But Lin Yu's eyes became more and more hazy, and she only felt that the other party was so beautiful, so… I like him…
"What's wrong with me…"
She shook her head vigorously, but she got deeper and deeper into it. In the end, she even put away her Spirit and just stood there stupidly looking at Qin Jian.
Then a scene that made everyone drop their jaws appeared. Lin Yu walked forward a few steps, staring at Qin Jian's face blankly, and murmured: "You are so beautiful, I like you so much…"
"What's going on?"
"Love at first sight?"
"Love at first sight in the competition field, are you kidding me!"
"…"
The whole audience was in an uproar.
Central stand.
Ning Fengzhi watched this scene with interest, and then asked: "Uncle Jian, Uncle Gu, Qin Jian said that he had used his soul skills, but I didn't detect any soul power fluctuations. What about you?"
Gu Douluo frowned: "I didn't detect any soul power fluctuations either."
So the two of them looked at Sword Douluo, but Sword Douluo crossed his arms and looked unfathomable: "He did use his soul skills."
As for what he used, he didn't know…
Behind them, Ning Rongrong didn't care about these things. She just had an inexplicable sense of crisis in her heart: "You actually confessed in public, how shameless!"
In the field.
Qin Jian showed a gentle smile and said: "Then… Can you walk off the stage by yourself?"
The crowd who didn't understand anything was in an uproar again.
"Isn't it just that he looks good? He thinks that he can make people admit defeat by relying on this?!" Gu Yue said indignantly.
The next moment, a jaw-dropping scene appeared.
Lin Yu nodded repeatedly: "Okay, I'll go off the stage by myself."
Then she hurried off the stage… off the stage… off the stage… off the stage…
The stands were silent.
After Lin Yu walked off the stage, she quickly cleared her mind and realized that she had lost. But the strange thing was that she didn't feel anything wrong and thought she had fallen in love at first sight…
"This game, Qin Jian wins!"
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