Beast Taming Ascension

Chapter 33: Bully Sect

"As expected of a physical cultivator, he was able to move after enduring a round of shooting. I was shocked."

Lin Jing shook off the water droplets on the muzzle of the gun, ignored the expressions of his fellow disciples who looked like they had seen a ghost, and looked at the pine leaf mouse who had returned happily.

"Squeak!!!" This is much more exciting than the inner door assessment! !

"You, his, mother!" The Snowfield monk's lips moved slightly, but no sound came out. His broken body made it difficult for him to move. His consciousness gradually became blurred. He didn't understand what was going on with this beast tamer.

boom.

As the Snowfield Monk fell seriously injured, the green-shirted scholar, the female alchemist, and the young swordsman all turned their attention to Lin Jing and the pine leaf mouse.

"The third level of Qi training? The seventh level of Qi training?"

They all saw the cultivation levels of Lin Jing and Songye Mouse. Among them, Songye Mouse's cultivation level was acceptable, but Lin Jing's was really too low.

However, with such a low level of cultivation, he was able to directly crush this foreign physical cultivator. It was really outrageous.

"Is that a mechanical device?!" The scholar in green shirt asked, "Wait, are you a beastmaster or a mechanical device master?"

"Is it important?" Lin Jing put down the machine gun.

Staring at the mechanical creation in Lin Jing's hand, the other three were a little afraid. All mechanical masters are like this. Their own cultivation may not be high, but their strength... is all in the mechanical creation!
The geniuses from other sects were already wary, and the Beastmaster Sect’s own disciples were even more confused.

Looking at the calm Lin Jing, even the people from the Demon Hunting Hall changed their expressions slightly. Wait... Could it be that Lin Jing was planning to use this thing to compete with them for the inner sect assessment?

Are you kidding...

"Junior brother, you..." Senior Brother Ziran said, "We don't have any grudges against each other, right?"

"Brother, what are you talking about? Of course not." Lin Jing said, "This is what I am going to use to deal with the foundation-building monsters during the assessment."

As he said this, he pointed the mechanical bamboo spear at the green-shirted scholar, the female alchemist, and the young swordsman, and said, "Three of you, I'll help you get rid of the snowfield monk. I'll use this golden bodhi tree. Is that okay?"

"I think you are the genius chosen by the Beast Tamer Sect." The scholar in green patted the dust off his body and said, "Amazing! I didn't expect that the Beast Tamer Sect would produce a genius mechanical engineer."

"However, the use of mechanical creations requires a lot of energy, and the durability of low-level mechanical creations is not very high. After such a fierce attack just now, your mechanical creation... I'm afraid there is not much energy left? The mechanical structure is not far from failure."

Lin Jing reached out, changed a bamboo magazine, and pulled the trigger directly at the scholar in green.

"You and that bald guy have been the ones talking the most since the beginning." As he finished speaking, water arrows shot out again, causing the green-shirted scholar's face to change. He had seen the miserable state of the Snowfield Body Cultivator just now, but he did not dare to resist the attack of this mechanical creature.

"Lips and tongues!" He opened his mouth slightly, and the breath in his mouth turned into spears and swords all over the sky, flying rapidly and blocking the water arrows in mid-air. With the experience of the monk in the snowfield, he did not let the water arrows get close to him and explode, but intercepted them halfway.

Boom! ! !
The mechanical bamboo gun's attack had quite a disadvantage, and the scholar in green shirt who reacted quickly managed to resist it. However, as soon as Lin Jing fired the bullet, the scholar in green shirt who had been continuously engaging in verbal sparring also felt dry in the mouth.

He quickly took out a soul-replenishing pill and was about to swallow it when he found a red leaf stuck to his neck, leaving a bloodstain.

The scholar in green looked at the pine leaf mouse on Lin Jing's shoulder.

I saw it staring at its storage bag.

Two against one.

"I admit defeat." The scholar in green took a deep breath and said, "Thank you for showing mercy, Excellency. I will send you Xu Zhizhi from Shengyun City."

"Tang Monk from the Beast Taming Sect." Lin Jing took off the bamboo box and replaced it with a new one.

It made Xu Zhizhi's eyelids jump.

Did you know that you would enter the cave today? You are so well prepared!
Lin Jing looked at the female alchemist and the young swordsman.

Although Xu Zhizhi was unhappy, he still walked towards the silver bodhi tree, intending to quit while he was ahead. As a scholar, he was not good at fighting!

"You rude fellow, a beast tamer, even if I give you the golden bodhi, you won't be able to comprehend anything good. What a waste."

But who knew that the pine leaf mouse in the forest took a step ahead and jumped under the silver bodhi tree.

He took out a "mini bamboo machine gun" from his storage bag and placed it on the ground. He lay down, aimed at the approaching Xu Zhizhi, and fired a shot.

boom!
The power remains undiminished.

Xu Zhizhi stopped.

"Sorry, the golden Bodhi tree is mine, and the silver Bodhi tree is his. We two have no intention of sharing one tree." Lin Jing said.

"Ah?!!!" Xu Zhizhi was furious. Isn't it your pet? Do you two still want to separate?

"Sir, don't be too greedy!"

"If we were greedy, you would be dead, and you wouldn't be able to keep your storage bag. After all, this thing is destined to be with my pet." Lin Jing said, "As for the opportunity, the capable ones will take it. I think it's reasonable. If we can't beat you, I will naturally withdraw. It's good for everyone to be reasonable, fair, friendly, and compete harmoniously."

In the eyes of pine leaf rats, storage bags are very precious.

However, Lin Jing stopped talking about Xu Zhizhi. Ninety-nine percent of the cultivators in the literary realm would eventually become officials in the court. This guy was a genius in the literary realm and must have a strong background. He might have already been an official in a city in the ancient country. Unlike the cultivators in the snowfields of foreign countries, he did not want to make enemies for the Beast Taming Sect just for a storage bag.

"You two, are you going to let him monopolize the two Bodhi trees? This guy is even worse than that monk from the snowfield!" The scholar in green turned to the female alchemist and the young swordsman for help, wanting to join forces.

The young swordsman, who had always been taciturn, still didn't speak.

"Let's work together," said the female alchemist. "This squirrel is not cute at all. How come the pet is also a mechanical master?"

The young swordsman...finally drew his sword, tacitly agreeing to the proposal of joining forces, and was not sure he could defeat Lin Jing alone.

"You are no hero if you use your numbers to bully the few." At this time, Senior Sister Qin Caixin, one of the Beast Taming Sect's disciples, stood up and said, "Don't forget, everyone. We still have seven people in the Beast Taming Sect."

"My fellow brothers, we entered the cave heaven by accident. With our strength, we are afraid that we will not have the opportunity to enter the cave heaven. In this case, why don't we assist Junior Brother Lin...Tang in fighting the enemy? We can't let the outer sect rely on their numbers to bully our Beast Taming Sect, which has no one."

"Junior Sister Cai Xin is right." Senior Brother Ziran stroked the Fire Spirit Bird and said, "We are competitors in the assessment, but outside the sect, we are all disciples of the Beastmaster Sect. Elder Li also said that if we don't have the opportunity, we will do our best to assist Junior Brother Tang."

"Although we are not strong, we are all in the Qi training stage. It seems that these three people do not have such terrifying defense as the physical cultivator. They will not feel good if they are hit by a sneak attack." He Yiming also felt that he had no chance of getting the three Bodhi trees, so he asked the fighting ape to untie the white cloth, revealing the hoe, intending to put some pressure on the other three.

"Okay." The four disciples of the Demon Hunting Hall looked at each other and knew what was going on. They and their pets locked onto the other three people.

Since it is impossible for all disciples in the sect to seek opportunities, we should focus on assisting one genius in the sect to maximize the chances.

Lin Jing's performance just now has convinced these fellow disciples, not to mention that they had entered the cave heaven by chance.

Sure enough, as the disciples of the Beast Taming Sect united in their hatred of the enemy, the situation became 16 to 3. Although the other three felt that except for Lin Jing, the others were not strong, they still felt a certain amount of pressure in their hearts.

"You are not the Beast Taming Sect, you are clearly the Bully Sect." The female alchemy master was furious. There were sixteen people and beasts, but they still complained that they were outnumbered and bullying the minority.

"Thank you, senior brothers." Lin Jing thanked.

Now Lin Jing is not sure what cards the other three geniuses have. It will always be good for his side to have a bigger momentum. Cave heaven is hard to come by and opportunities are hard to come by. Lin Jing does not want to miss it. He wants to maximize the opportunities for himself and Songyeshu within the scope of their abilities.

As he spoke, he took out a mechanical bamboo turtle under the silence of the blue-shirted scholar, the female alchemist, the young swordsman, and the disciples of the Beast Taming Sect, and said, "Don't panic, brothers and sisters. I still have a mechanical beast. Three against three, I am not at a disadvantage on my side. You all should pay attention to your own safety."

The next moment, the turtle, which was the same color as the machine gun, pointed its muzzle at the enemy, which made the scholar in green shirt feel a little annoyed. He had no doubt that the muzzle could also launch the same attack as before.

"Damn, is this a Qi-cultivating cultivator from the Beast Taming Sect?" The scholar in green felt like he had read a book about a dog. This man and this squirrel were completely different from the impression he had of a cultivator from the Beast Taming Sect. Whose squirrel would use mechanical devices?
(End of this chapter)