Overthrow the Cultivation Civilization

Chapter 295: Love your cousin more in the future

Black Raven! Black Raven!

Wang Qiye won another victory, and the crowd around him suddenly burst into thunderous cheers.

"It's time to go home and eat." Wang Qiye slowly scanned the crowd around him. Seeing that no one came forward to challenge him, he put the Huiling Pill back in his hand. Then, he jumped off the stage with a nimble figure.

The opponents just now were quite strong, and his spiritual power recovery speed was far behind the pace of consumption. He had planned to take pills. After a whole day of fierce fighting, his body was exhausted. If he continued to fight, his condition would definitely be poor and it would be difficult to achieve the desired results.

However, it was a good day. He now sits atop the list with 63 wins.

He did not expect to be able to enter the top ten of the Earth Ranking within a day. As long as he could improve his sword spirit, he would be satisfied. It is worth mentioning that he earned another 504 yuan of private money today, which was a pleasant surprise. As for the three damaged magic tools, they were naturally reimbursed through the official account.

However, he forgot that some little devil had taken away 1000 yuan of his pocket money at noon.

……

The next day.

Wang Qiye walked out of the room with a weak step, and had to hold on to the wall to barely walk in a "straight line". Another absurd and extravagant night with Lei Siyu made him think of joining the Hehuan Sect. It was said that all the male cultivators there could conquer several female cultivators in one night.

His requirements were not high; one Lei Siyu, one Hu Mingyue and one Duanmu Lan would be enough.

Today, when we arrived at the ring square, there were slightly more people in the morning than yesterday. Wang Qiye's steps were unsteady, his eyes were slightly narrowed, and he climbed onto the stage without even seeing the ring clearly.

"unlucky."

The man recognized him, jumped off the ring, and turned away.

The news that Black Raven King Qiye had begun his conquest of the Earth Ranking spread quickly, and he easily won 63 consecutive victories in his first battle, once again attracting widespread attention.

Although he is currently ranked only 1st on the Earth List, everyone knows that this is by no means his limit. Since the Earth List was launched, no one has been able to reach the top ten on the Earth List in one day, so everyone is more concerned about how many consecutive wins he will have before it ends.

Naturally, more and more people came to watch. In the morning, even ten arenas could hardly be filled in the square, but today, there were more than a hundred second-level cultivators present so early in the morning.

"He is the Black Raven King Qiye, why does he look like he has indulged himself too much?"

"I heard that he has two beautiful wives and they have a good time every night. No wonder he is like this."

"But he doesn't look handsome. How can he marry a beautiful wife?"

"You want to marry him, let alone other female cultivators. It doesn't matter whether he is handsome or not, the key is that he is the Black Raven."

"That's true. Why did he get married so early? I have no chance."

The people in the square looked at the short-haired young man who fell asleep on the stage and whispered to each other. Everyone knew that they were not that kind of material, they just came to join in the fun, there was no need to go on stage and disturb his sweet dream.

"Cousin, dinner is ready."

Wang Qiye then opened his eyes. After a good morning's sleep, his soul power was replenished again and he recovered.

Seeing the beautiful girl in front of him busy taking food out of the food box, he felt helpless. "Cousin, why are you here again? I specifically told Shuanghua to deliver it today last night."

Hu Qingyue rolled her eyes at him. "Shuanghua is sick and can't come, so I came."

Wang Qiye raised her hands in surrender. Since she could do this, there was really nothing that could be done to her.

“Why is it Lingjingzhai’s spiritual bird banquet again?” Wang Qiye noticed at this moment that all these dishes were spiritual birds, and the aroma was fragrant.

"My cousin has consumed his energy and blood in the arena, so he naturally needs to use spiritual birds to replenish it. Ordinary meals are just to sustain life, how can they be as useful as this spiritual bird feast?"

Wang Qiye laughed bitterly. "If you keep going like this, you'll bankrupt my cousin."

"I won't make things difficult for you this time. If you remember my kindness today and take better care of me in the future, I will be satisfied." Hu Qingyue spoke softly and shyly.

Wang Qiye's hand holding the spiritual bird's leg trembled slightly. He always felt that he couldn't take advantage of this easily.

Hu Qingyue leaned over curiously. "Cousin, why don't you eat it? Do you want me to kiss you before you eat it?"

Wang Qiye was even more frightened, and looked around quickly. "Cousin, don't say that again, you'll kill me."

Hu Qingyue stuck out her tongue at him.

Wang Qiye shook his head and began to enjoy the delicious food. After eating and drinking, he practiced Qigong for a while and finally met his first opponent who challenged him today.

"My name is Qingyu Taiche Rongqi, please teach me."

Wang Qiye opened his eyes, looked at the opponent who was at the eighth level of foundation building, and slowly stood up. "It seems that few people below the eighth level of foundation building dare to challenge me on stage."

Che Rongqi did not dare to underestimate his opponent at all, and immediately took out his magic sword and defensive magic weapon.

Wang Qiye saw this and sighed in his heart. "It seems that there will be no more soft persimmons that can be easily taken advantage of in the future."

The atmosphere on the ring was solemn. Wang Qiye held the two swords tightly in his hands, staring at Che Rongqi opposite him with a cold look. Che Rongqi held a long sword, the blade flashing with a faint cold light, and also stared at Wang Qiye intently.

The wind blew quietly, lifting the corners of their clothes. Che Rongqi took the lead, shaking his long sword, and a sharp sword energy whistled out, heading straight for Wang Qiye's face. Wang Qiye was not in a hurry, and his figure flashed, easily avoiding the attack. Then, he took strange steps and rushed towards Che Rongqi like a ghost.

With two swords swinging and the sword light flashing, Wang Qiye instantly launched a series of fierce attacks. The swords fell like a storm, and each sword contained a powerful force. Che Rongqi responded calmly, dancing the long sword in his hand tightly, dissolving Wang Qiye's attacks one by one.

"Dang!" The swords collided, making a crisp sound. The two men took a few steps back, but the fighting spirit in their eyes became even stronger. Che Rongqi turned his wrist, and the long sword snaked out like a spirit snake, stabbing at Wang Qiye's vitals. Wang Qiye reacted quickly, crossed his two swords, and blocked the fatal blow.

The two sides fought back and forth, and the battle entered a white-hot stage. Wang Qiye's double swords were flexible and changeable, sometimes fierce, sometimes weird, making it hard to defend. Che Rongqi's swordsmanship was steady and majestic, with both offensive and defensive capabilities.

As the battle continued, the physical strength of both of them was gradually depleted. But neither of them retreated, and they still fought with all their strength. Wang Qiye shouted loudly, and both swords came out, performing a powerful stunt. The sword light flashed like lightning, with an unstoppable momentum. Seeing this, Che Rongqi's eyes condensed, and he also used his strongest move.

The sword and the knife collided again, and a strong light burst out. The entire ring was shaking slightly, and the audience around was stunned. Finally, the light gradually dissipated, and the figures of the two people reappeared.

"I lost." Che Rongqi looked at the broken piece of his sword and a look of dejection appeared in his eyes.

Wang Qiye didn't expect that the first opponent who came up to challenge him would be so difficult to deal with.

"Wang Qiye of Qingzhu Peak won 65 games, accumulated 74 points, and obtained eight spirit stones." The referee shouted loudly.

Black Raven! Black Raven!

There was another round of thunderous cheers, echoing throughout the venue.

"How impressive." A mature female cultivator in pink clothes and skirt stood on a high slope. "How did he become so powerful when he was so stupid at first?"

A female cultivator in a white dress and a ponytail, holding a 5-year-old girl in her arms, stood beside her, watching the arena from afar. "Sister, it's all over. Now I'm married, he's married, and we're both well. It'll be a sunny day."

"Hey, if I hadn't been in a treasure hunting group in my early years and hadn't been deceived by a scumbag and lost my body, this little brat would never have been available to others." The girl in pink stomped her foot in annoyance.

The one in white clothes and white skirt could only pretend not to hear.

Only the smart girl opened her bright eyes and looked around curiously.

Seeing another eighth-level foundation-building cultivator jumping up, Wang Qiye stuffed a Huiling Pill into his mouth and used his sword intent. Now, whoever jumps onto the stage doesn't have a layer of "intention" on his body, this kind of thing can no longer be defeated in two or three moves.

If he didn't take it seriously and beat three people, even if he took the Soul Restore Pill, he would have to use up all his spiritual power, and then he would have to walk off the stage obediently, meditate honestly, and recover his spiritual power. After all, he didn't have the "God's Armor" on him now.

"Qingshui Pavilion Shi Ying, please teach me."

After the sturdy man finished speaking, he summoned his flying sword, and there were two defensive magic weapons on both sides of him, surrounding him.

The fight with Rong Qi on the jade carriage just now actually accelerated the absorption of those things that replenished qi and blood. Wang Qiye lit up his double swords and attacked first. Now he felt that he had endless strength.

"go."

Shi Yingji raised his sword and stabbed towards Wang Qiye with great momentum.

Wang Qiye was not afraid at all, and swung the two swords in his hands, accurately knocking away the flying sword. The flying sword was deviated from its direction, making a sharp sound.

Wang Qiye's body was as fast as lightning, and he rushed towards Shi Ying.

Shi Ying's heart tightened when he saw this, fearing that his two defensive magic weapons would be damaged, and he quickly sent out three talismans. The talismans shone with mysterious light, flew out in an instant, and formed a Chinese character "品" in the air, blocking Wang Qiye's path. The flying sword also turned around and stabbed towards Wang Qiye's back.

Wang Qiye, who was originally preparing to rush forward and destroy the three talismans, pretended to be frightened and was at a loss when faced with the three attack talismans that suddenly appeared. When he finally destroyed the three talismans and wanted to approach Shi Ying again, he was already entangled by a flying sword.

Shi Ying of Qingshui Pavilion had never thought that the talisman would have such a great effect in the battle. The onlookers could not see the tricks behind it, and they just thought that Wang Qiye was careless for a moment and did not think about it.