Douluo: I am the outer demon

Chapter 258: Hu Jia has a physical condition?
"What's wrong?" Xun'er quickly stopped what she was doing. Fortunately, she had reheated the furnace and had not started refining the elixir yet, otherwise these herbs would be wasted again.

"Sister Xun'er, the inner courtyard selection is about to begin. Instructor Ruolin asked me to call you." Qinglin's voice came from outside the door.

"Ah! Inner Court Trials?" Xun'er straightened her hair and suddenly realized something. She had been concentrating on refining pills these days and almost forgot about this. Looking at the herbs and dregs on the ground, she said helplessly, "Qinglin, you go first, I'll be there soon."

"Okay then, Sister Xun'er must come soon." Qinglin's gentle voice sounded, and then the footsteps gradually faded away.

"Stupid teacher, why didn't you remind me?" Xun'er complained with a red face.

"Don't worry, it's just a small competition, just a formality." Shang An said nonchalantly.

It would be simply bullying for Xun'er to participate in the inner courtyard selection with her current cultivation level. It has been almost half a year since she joined Canaan College. Although Xun'er has not swallowed the strange fire again, and even put a lot of her mind on alchemy, her cultivation level is still increasing, and now she is an eight-star Dou Ling.

Not to mention the outer courtyard, even in the inner courtyard it is not certain to find an opponent, except for a certain brute force king. Under normal circumstances, Xun'er may not be able to beat Zi Yan, who is at the fighting king level.

With this level of cultivation and background, if he talks to the Great Elder, he will have no problem getting into the inner courtyard without taking the test. The inner courtyard selection competition is really just a formality.

After quickly tidying up the room, Xun'er immediately rushed to the competition venue.

Two students had already stood on the platform, and the opening ceremony had already ended.

Xun'er found Teacher Ruolin's seat in the crowd. Xiao Yu and Qing Lin were also there. There was an empty seat next to them. Teacher Ruolin turned her head and looked around from time to time, with a slightly anxious expression. She breathed a sigh of relief when she saw Xun'er and quickly waved to invite Xun'er over.

"Xun'er, you're finally here. If you don't come, I will have to break into your boudoir." Teacher Ruolin said with some resentment. This little girl has never given her peace of mind. She said she would come to participate in the inner courtyard selection, but in the end she had to ask Qinglin to call her.

"Hehe, aren't we still late?" Xun'er calculated the time and found that the competition had just begun.

"You!"

On the platform, the two students introduced themselves to each other, then looked at each other warily. Following the referee's command, the two immediately started fighting each other.

Although the two people on the stage were fighting fiercely, they were both only at the level of fighting masters. Xun'er found it quite boring to watch as their moves were full of flaws. She felt that it would be more interesting to go back and continue refining pills.

"Thousand-pound stick!"

When the stalemate was about to break out, the student holding the stick suddenly used a mysterious level fighting skill, catching the other student off guard and causing him to stagger, and then he immediately took advantage of the situation to pursue the victory.

After a hard fight, we finally won the victory.

"In the next game, Xiao Yu will face Bai Shan." After announcing the result of the previous game, the referee began to call out the names.

"Sister Xiao Yu, come on!" Seeing Xiao Yu standing up beside her, Xun'er pumped her fist and cheered.

Now Xiao Yu's cultivation has reached the seventh star of Fighting Master, which is definitely an upper-middle level among all the students in the outer courtyard, and his combat effectiveness is even stronger.

"Don't worry." Xiao Yu smiled slightly and walked up to the platform in a heroic manner.

The other person named, Bai Shan, had a bitter look on his face. Although he was older than Xiao Yu, his cultivation was only at the Seven Star Fighter level, and he was at most on par with Xiao Yu. However, Xiao Yu's fighting ability was recognized as strong in the outer courtyard, and she often challenged people above her level. As a senior who was several years older than her, it was natural for him to win, but it would be embarrassing if he lost.

"Xiao Yu, a seven-star fighting master, please show mercy, senior."

Xiao Yu took out a long sword and made a sword flower, saying casually.

"Bai Shan, the Seven-Star Fighting Master, please come in, junior." Bai Shan made a gesture that he thought was a gentleman, but there was no emotion fluctuation on Xiao Yu's face.

"The game begins!" With the referee's order, Baishan took the lead in attacking.

"Yellowstone Fist."

The ochre-yellow light immediately covered his fists. The light seemed as heavy as the earth, and it also made the muscles in his arms bulge as if they had a thousand pounds of strength.

"Is it the Yellow Level Advanced Fighting Technique Huangshi Fist?" The audience began to whisper.

"It is said that this fighting skill can be comparable to Xuan-level fighting skills when it is practiced to a high level. Judging from Senior Brother Baishan's appearance, he has obviously mastered it very well."

"I don't know what fighting skills Senior Sister Xiao Yu will use to break it."

Soon Xiao Yu told these people the answer.

Xiao Yu did not use any fighting skills, but just stabbed the enemy skillfully with the long sword in his hand.
【White rainbow piercing the sun】

The sharp tip of the sword stabbed at a wonderful angle, and the timing was just right. Bai Shan was startled and quickly changed his tactics, blocking his chest with his right hand and slapping the sword with his left hand.

[The God of Heaven Hanging Upside Down] Xiao Yu's heart moved slightly, and his sword moves changed as he wished. The hand holding the sword sank down, directly dodging the attacking left hand, and the tip of the sword pointed up and stabbed Bai Shan's neck.

The skin was slightly sunken and a spot of bright red blood emerged from the tip of the sword. All this happened in an instant. The battle was over just as the discussion on the stage began.

Bai Shan swallowed and felt a little shocked.

I thought I had overestimated Xiao Yu, but I didn't expect that I had underestimated him. His strength was not much worse than some great fighting masters. Although he had other moves that he hadn't used yet, he knew that he had already lost, and he lost in one move.

"Xuanjie Class 1, Xiao Yu, wins!"

Following the referee's announcement, Xiao Yu also retracted the sword that was against Bai Shan's throat and bowed slightly to Bai Shan, "Brother, I'm grateful for your help."

"Haha, you're too polite, junior sister." A drop of cold sweat flowed from Bai Shan's forehead. Before the referee announced the verdict, Xiao Yuke had been pressing the tip of the sword against his throat, with no intention of retracting the sword. He didn't even dare to move, for fear of being accidentally killed on the platform.

Xiao Yu stepped down from the stage calmly, and was very satisfied with his practice over the past six months.

It turned out that ever since she saw Xun'er kill Hu Jia with one sword last time, Xiao Yu had become interested in swordsmanship, and even pestered Xun'er to learn it. In fact, they all knew who she was pestering. Anyway, Shang An finally taught her a Taoist swordsmanship. After Xiao Yu's hard work and practice in the past six months, she has now achieved some success.

The few moves just now were just the basic sword techniques. The true power of that sword technique has not yet been displayed.

"Sister Xiao Yu is so amazing." Xiao Qinglin praised with stars in her eyes.

"Qinglin, stop praising me." Seeing that it was Qinglin, Xiao Yu blushed and shook her head quickly. How could she not know if others didn't know? Qinglin's cultivation speed was simply amazing.

In the past six months, his cultivation level has been rising rapidly, basically one level every ten to twenty days. Now he has surpassed Xiao Yu and reached the level of Grand Fighter, far ahead of Xiao Yu. This made Xiao Yu deeply doubt himself, and finally he barely comforted himself by saying the difference between a monster and a mortal.

Although there are many students in the outer college of Canaan College, there are not many who are truly qualified to participate in the inner college selection and have actually signed up, so it was soon Xun'er's turn.

Xun'er's opponent is a woman who looks gentle.

"Junior sister Xun'er, please go easy on me!" the woman lamented, knowing full well that she was no match for Xun'er.

"Okay." Xun'er nodded and replied seriously.

Uh, is this school girl really so naive that she should show mercy? The woman couldn't help but think wildly, and soon she realized that she was overthinking.

"Start!" the referee said.

Before the woman could make a move, she felt a huge pressure on her body, causing her to bend over and her knees to creak.

The fighting spirit in her body swelled and she tried to stand up, but the pressure suddenly doubled. A mouthful of blood spurted out of her mouth, and she had difficulty breathing. Her internal organs all ached.

Is this showing mercy? The woman felt extremely bitter.

"I...I admit... defeat!" Under pressure, she said this sentence with difficulty.

Then all the pressure on his body suddenly eased, and when he looked up, Xun'er was still standing there. She had overwhelmed him with her aura alone without even making a move.

The woman couldn't help but smile bitterly. Is the gap between people so big?
"Did you see it clearly?" A white-haired old woman at the elders' table looked surprised.

"The aura of a high-level Dou Ling." A red-haired old man beside him said with a serious expression.

"How old is this little girl?" Another elder couldn't help but look at Xiao Xun'er as if she were a monster, feeling that he had lived in vain for so many years.

Some elders even thought about accepting disciples, but then they felt that they were not worthy. The others were already high-level Dou Lings, so what could a Dou Wang like you teach them?

The students in the audience were discussing the matter.

"What do you think Junior Sister Xun'er has achieved in her cultivation?"

"The momentum just now, at least that of a Grand Fighter."

"I can't stop watching!"

"Senior Brother Qing He is also a great fighting master, but I feel he is far inferior to him."

"Hiss~ Could it be a Douling strongman?"

"So terrifying! Really so terrifying!" But no matter what, Xiao Xun'er has become the champion candidate in their hearts. Several powerful senior brothers and sisters are extremely wary and even terrified of her. No one wants to meet this enchanting girl in the competition and then lose face.

It is not shameful to lose to a junior sister, but if you are overwhelmed by her aura, then you will lose face greatly.

Apart from Xun'er, the most surprising person was Qinglin.

The little girl who looked young, immature and weak turned out to be a great fighter. She even easily eliminated another senior who was also a great fighter, shocking everyone and becoming the dark horse of this inner courtyard selection, which was a surprise.

After the first day of competition, everyone went back to rest.

However, Shang An used Xun'er's body to come to the library of Canaan College. The library was not a scripture library, and there were no fighting skills or the like in it. There were only some continental geography, biographies, history of hundreds of countries, strange stories, weird novels, and some cultivation experiences. However, Shang An read them with great interest.

It's true that the history of the Douqi Continent is quite long, dating back to hundreds of thousands of years ago, the era of Douqi exploration, and then to the era of the rise of emperors more than 200,000 years ago. However, since the disappearance of the last Dou Emperor Tuoshe Gudi 23,000 years ago, there has been no Dou Emperor in the Douqi Continent.

After putting down this unofficial history full of imagination, Shang An picked up another book, "Legend of the Flower Emperor".

This book is said to be the autobiography of a female Dou Emperor who lived more than 200,000 years ago. Of course, Shang An didn't quite believe it, but the person who wrote the book did put a lot of effort into it, making the life experience of that Flower Emperor very tortuous and bizarre, which aroused Shang An's interest in reading.

"Hello, Xun'er." A sudden voice brought Shang An back to reality.

"It's you, little girl. What's the matter?" Shang An looked up and asked without getting angry, closing the book in his hand.

"What little girl? I'm older than you." Hu Jia was a little embarrassed, and then said shyly: "I, I want to compete with you again."

"Well, haven't you already lost?"

"No, we must compete again. You must use the same level of cultivation as me. If you lose, then the previous request to be your slave girl will be invalidated. If, if you win, I will be your slave girl for ten years."

There was a hint of stubbornness in Hu Jia's eyes.

"Do you really want to compete?" Shang An frowned slightly. The charm of her soul and Xun'er's beautiful appearance stunned Hu Jia.

"We must compete!" Hu Jia came back to her senses and said firmly, and then added,
"But you have to suppress your cultivation to the same level as mine."

In fact, it was her grandfather Hu Qian who asked her to come to Xun'er to reconcile this time, otherwise it would be inappropriate for the granddaughter of the vice-president to be a slave to others. But Hu Jia was not happy about it. She could not accept this way of violating the agreement.

So he wanted to cancel the agreement by having another match with Xun'er.

She studied it carefully and found that the reason she lost to Xun'er was entirely because Xun'er's cultivation was higher than hers. Xun'er had never demonstrated any amazing fighting skills, so as long as Xun'er could lower her level to the same level as her, she would have a chance to turn the tables with the fighting skills she had just learned.

"Okay." Shang An looked at Hu Jia deeply. Since this piece of fat meat was delivered to his doorstep, he had no choice but to eat it.

"Let's go to the ring." Hu Jia said.

"No need, let's just leave it like this." Shang An stood in the open space in the middle of the corridor.

Hu Jia was stunned, as if she had said the same thing last time. Then she became a little angry. Did she still think she was the same person she was back then? Who was she looking down on?

She swung the whip and, filled with fighting spirit, attacked Shang An fiercely.

Shang An was not in a hurry. He waited until the long whip was right in front of him before he slowly reached out to take the whip. Although his hand seemed to be moving very slowly, the long whip seemed to fly towards his hand automatically and was easily grasped.

Then Shang An pulled hard, and Hu Jia was pulled over with great force, and he hurriedly tried to stabilize his body.

"you lose."

Shang An's fist stopped less than half a centimeter in front of Hu Jia's face. The strong wind from the fist even blew Hu Jia's hair back.

"..." Hu Jia was stunned for a long time, as if unable to accept this ending.

"you……"

"I only used the power of an eight-star fighting master, don't worry." Shang An knew what she was thinking and said sincerely.

"Let's fight again." Hu Jia bit her thin lips lightly. She hadn't used her final move yet. She was not willing to lose like this. She was just careless just now.

"Still fighting?" Shang An raised his eyebrows, looking a little displeased.

"If you lose this time, all the previous conditions will be invalid, but if you win, I will be your slave for life." Hu Jia was also determined to go all out and bet everything on it, just like a gambler who is desperate to lose and always thinks he can win.

"Okay, come on." Shang An nodded and hooked his finger.

"Let's go to the ring this time." Hu Jia said immediately.

She could be more relaxed in the arena, but the space in the library was small and filled with mostly books, so she didn't dare to use any powerful fighting skills.

"alright."

For the sake of the future female slave, Shang An reluctantly agreed to the girl's request.

Hu Jia did not take Shang An to a public arena, but to a private arena. There were no other factors affecting the surroundings. This was where she often trained in fighting skills. Obviously, she was ready to seize every advantage.

"I said start again." She stared at Shang An warily and said. She felt that another reason for her loss was that she was always attacked suddenly.

"Okay, let's start again." Shang An spread his hands.

Hu Jia looked at Shang An seriously.

"Three two one, start!"

As Hu Jia said start, a fighting skill was released.

"The Dark Phoenix Falls from the Sky!"

All the explosive fighting spirit was poured into the long whip, making it as hard as steel. It had the power to split mountains and rocks when swung casually.

This "The Dark Phoenix Falls from the Nine Heavens" is a high-level Xuan-level fighting skill. In some sects, it can be regarded as the top fighting skill of the sect. For example, the strongest in the Yunlan Sect is only a high-level Xuan-level fighting skill. This fighting skill was obtained by Hu Jia after begging her grandfather for a long time.

After practicing for so long, even though she still couldn't fully master the control, she had no problem releasing it. She definitely didn't want to lose like this.

"Boring." Shang An shook his head, as if he had predicted it. He just dodged the attack by moving half a step to the left. Then he used the whip to move forward and pointed his sword at Hu Jia's forehead.

A drop of blood dripped from Hu Jia's forehead. He was actually injured by the sword energy contained in the sword finger.

"You lost again."

Putting his hands behind his back, Shang An looked at Hu Jia indifferently.

"How could I lose?"

"Impossible, impossible!"

Hu Jia knelt on the ground and yelled, his eyes gradually turned red, and he began to pound the ground unconsciously.

"Possessed by evil spirits?" Shang An could see that Hu Jia was not in an appropriate state. Although it was not an invasion of inner demons, she was mentally disturbed, which caused the fighting spirit in her body to become disordered. Perhaps it was also related to her forceful use of fighting skills. If not handled properly, it could easily cause physical damage.

Shang An stepped forward and picked up Hu Jia, putting her in a prone position, which perfectly highlighted her charming curves. He was best at treating people who were possessed by demons.

Snapped!
"If you lose, you lose."

Snapped!
"Why, you still don't want to admit it."

Snapped!
"I have to fight you, but I can't afford to lose."

Snapped!
"Cry, why are you crying? Who are you crying for?"

Snapped

……

"Stop, stop hitting me, I'm fine." A slender white hand was placed on the red buttocks, pressing against Shang An's hand, or should I say Xun'er's hand.

Hu Jia's face was flushed, her eyes were filled with tears, her expression was rosy, and there seemed to be a hint of joy?
Snapped!
Shang An tried to slap him again.

"Hiss~" Hu Jia let out a moan, as if she was enjoying it and seemed addicted to it. Then she realized something was wrong and quickly closed her mouth.

Shang An took a deep breath and confirmed that it was it.

(End of this chapter)