Lu Xiaoman returned to the backstage, changed back into her clothes in the dressing room, washed her hands and face, cleaned herself up, and the waiter waiting outside held the paperwork for her to sign, and the prize money she won went directly to her bank's account.

As long as she continues to win, sooner or later she will be on the list, each fighter only plays one game a day, and there are thirty rounds of playing every day for a month.

Lu Xiaoman planned to be on the list as soon as possible, so he had to be worthy of the title of a genius disciple of Xuntian Sect.

Besides, if you come to the arena every day, you don't have to be abused by Ximer, being beaten by him is the most painful thing, although it helps to improve.

After confirming with the waiters that he would come back tomorrow, Lu Xiaoman, under their guidance, turned into the corridor where the box was located from another passage and went to the special box of the Heaven Seeking Sect.

Only then did she push open the door, and everyone who was discussing enthusiastically in the room suddenly fell silent, and after seeing that it was Lu Xiaoman, they all surrounded her and welcomed her in.

The elders naturally wanted to say a few words about her, how could she stab someone's ass on the fighting stage, and the reputation of a genius was still missing.

But if you don't listen, it's all in Lu Xiaoman, anyway, she goes in her left ear and out in her right ear.

Accept it with an open heart and die without repentance.

Two strangers in the arena are fighting each other, and they are not enemies of life and death, so what else can the way to quickly take down the opponent other than stab someone's ass?

Lu Xiaoman played around with everyone and left after the end of the foundation building field, if she didn't leave, she should fall asleep, only Xi Mo and a few close ones walked with her, and the other sword cultivation brothers and sisters knew where the great god must be waiting, and tacitly helped them cover up.

A few of them came out of the underground arena and went into the wild forest outside the village, and saw the great god in a blue and white wide-sleeved robe standing in the moonlight, his white skin was almost transparent in the moonlight, only the pair of dark eyes were the most eye-catching, and the dense spiritual patterns on the clothes were even more dizzy, and they couldn't look directly.

When they covered their eyes with their hands and shook their minds slightly, they suddenly felt a slight weakness under their feet, and thought that they had lost their footing and did not stand firmly, but when they saw the surrounding environment clearly, they had already returned to the small courtyard of Xi Mo in the sect.

"It's not early, let's go back and rest." Ye Zhou's voice is like a murmuring stream in the forest, clear and gentle and moist.

"Thank you, sir."

The boys thanked each other and dispersed, and Ye Zhou took Lu Xiaoman to raise his feet and went back to the next door to rest.

When he got up the next day and gathered at Feiyang Zhenjun's place to prepare for the morning exercise, he told them one thing.

"All of our elders have agreed, this morning there will be some Fa cultivation disciples into the Arrowberry Farm to experience the training ground, you will take care of it when the time comes, you can see some blood, but don't get seriously injured, you all know how much the arrowberry flying leaves are dead."

"Yes, Master." A few people got down neatly, and then began today's morning exercise.

After the morning exercise, they hurriedly went back to take a shower and change clothes, and after breakfast, they rushed to the outer gate law enforcement hall, they arrived with the front foot, and saw Wei Wei and his senior brothers and sisters coming in behind Shizun Yongchun Zhenjun.

The vein of swordsmanship dual cultivation is naturally at the forefront, and their relationship with the vein of sword cultivation has always been good.

"Senior Sister Lu, your performance last night was really good." Wei Wei stepped on the scooter that Lu Xiaoman lent him and slipped over to talk, and his master Yongchun Zhenjun was greeting Feiyang Zhenjun.

"Well, I think so too." Lu Xiaoman nodded generously, as if he didn't know how to write the word modesty.

Wei Wei was suddenly choked by her, then smiled and squinted his eyes again, stretched out his hand to rub her head, and didn't feel that she was arrogant, the fledgling little sword cultivator faced an experienced outlaw, and injured the enemy with one move, and it was nothing to be crazy.

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