In the fighting arena, Lin Yue and Murong Hexuan stood opposite each other, both of them knew that this was the last chance to attack, and in an instant, the two rushed towards each other, and at the moment of intersection, they each stopped, and used the power of the rush to hit their biggest and strongest attack. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Murong Hexuan struggled to punch, Lin Yue stepped out of his palm, if it was common sense that the two of them should fight to lose both, Murong Hexuan might also have this thought, but Lin Yue suddenly changed his move when the two were about to make contact, he did not make contact with Murong Hexuan again, but bent his elbow on Murong Hexuan's forearm, because compared to Murong Hexuan, a seven-foot man, he was only twelve years old. Three-year-old Lin Yue is a lot smaller, so it is easier to change his figure, I saw Lin Yue's body jump up and turn around with the blow of his palm, his shoulder hit the bridge of Murong Hexuan's nose, Murong Hexuan fell to the ground, everything happened in an instant, Lin Yue barely landed, a little unstable, but he was completely relieved this time, even if Murong Hexuan was standing up, both of his hands were injured, could he kick with his legs?

Referee Long Qianjun also saw the situation, he knew that his apprentice had no chance of winning, so he announced: "The first game is over, Lin Yue wins." ”

Hearing this, Lin Yue sat down on the ground and finally won. Long Qianjun hung a silk brocade scroll with Lin Yue's name written on it on the longboard to show that he was the winner of the game.

Mo whispered and Wang Xiaoming stood up and brought the same door back to the platform, Yuexianglan couldn't bear it the most: "Senior brother, you are awesome!! ”

Lin Yue was a little weak: "It seems that I have a big support, but I am really tired......"

On the other side, Murong Hexuan also came back to his senses, he was naturally in a bad mood when he lost, Wang Xiaoming said: "There is nothing to pity, Senior Brother Lin is not good at cultivation, he can also use immortal methods and marksmanship, but just now he is just fighting with your body, in fact, if he had tried his best at the beginning, you would have been defeated." ”

Murong Hexuan cleaned up his spirit: "Yes, senior brother, I understand my cultivation, and it is normal to lose, it doesn't matter, hard practice is." ”

"If only you could understand. ”

At this time, Long Qianjun in the audience had already announced the disciples of the second game: "Butterfly Valley Nebi is the second game...... Chai Shengnan!"

Hearing her name, a ponytail girl in women's light armor fell into the arena with a long axe in her hand, and the long axe swirled heavily into the ground in her hand, and the Lord of Cheshire was really extraordinary in the snow, and Chai Shengnan's face was slightly upturned.

At this time, Lin Yue no longer had the strength to take care of the situation in the fighting arena, he closed his eyes to recover his strength, and the sound of battle and noise came from time to time in his ears.

Lin Yue, who closed his eyes, found it difficult to get a trace of peace.

After a pause, Lin Yue opened his eyes, at this time he was lying on Mo Mu's lap, and asked silently, "How are you?"

Lin Yue exhaled: "I'm fine, senior sister...... How many games have you played?"

Mo whispered, "It's the fifth game." ”

Lin Yue said: "Really, I've been lying down for so long, senior sister, have you ever beaten me?"

"Not yet. ”

Lin Yue turned his head to look at the arena, now it was Wang Xiaoming who was under the field, and his opponent was Hei Xiaobai, a bear-eared girl under Tong Tong's uncle, and it was about to come to an end, and Hei Xiaobai was defeated and admitted defeat.

Wang Xiaoming said: "Senior sister, I have conceded. ”

Referee Long Qianjun announced: "The fifth game is over, and Wang Xiaoming wins." Then Wang Xiaoming's name was hung up.

Lin Yue looked at the longboard and had already hung five names. The first is himself, followed by Chai Shengnan, the lord of Cheshire, Sun Xiaoyu, the young girl, Bai Xiaohei, the bear child, and Wang Xiaoming, the senior brother who just won.

Yue Xianglan saw Lin Yue wake up and said, "Senior brother, you woke up, you didn't see ...... just now" Yue Xianglan's small mouth was not idle and told the battle situation just now.

This is Long Qianjun in the audience and shouted again: "Butterfly Valley Nebi is the sixth...... Moonflower!"

Yuexianglan came to her senses, shook her neck and shook her arms: "It's me, you can see how I behave!" But then she was stunned.

Long Qianjun shouted: "The opponent is ...... Li Zhi!"

Not only Yuexianglan was stunned, many people were stunned, many people looked strange, and the entire Butterfly Valley basically knew that Yuexianglan liked Li Zhi, and Yuexianglan never concealed or was shy.

Yue Xianglan narrowed her eyes, the master didn't mean it, right? Many strange and puzzled eyes looked at Long Qianjun, and Long Qianjun, who was the chief of the second generation, was also uncomfortable, and couldn't help but feel aggrieved in his heart, this is really a coincidence!!

No matter what, the competition still has to continue, Yue Xianglan and Li Zhi stood in the ring face to face, both of them were embarrassed, and Li Zhi, who had always been shy, wanted to admit defeat on the spot: "Uncle Master, I ......"

"Master, I admit defeat. Unexpectedly, Yue Xianglan opened her mouth to admit defeat first, and Li Zhi was stunned and didn't know how to answer.

Lin Yue also felt unexpected, such a competitive person as Yuexianglan would easily admit defeat?

Long Qianjun asked, "Are you sure?"

Yue Xianglan took a deep breath and nodded, and then she shouted loudly: "Li Zhi, you listen to me! You are the man I fancie, the three sects of martial arts have to work hard with me, if I lose, I won't let you go!!"

Full ...... Quiet......

Yue Xianglan twisted her neck and snorted coldly before returning to the platform, and said directly to Master Yun Xueyao: "Master, I lost." ”

Yun Xueyao said weakly: "Oh, then let's work hard in the future." ”

Long Qianjun said in the fighting arena: "The sixth competition is over, and Li Zhi wins. ”

Li Zhi hurriedly returned to the platform, the feeling of being stared at like this was really uncomfortable.

Lin Yue said to Yue Xianglan: "I didn't expect you to admit defeat too?"

Yuexianglan snorted coldly: "He is comparable to my cultivation, and even a little stronger than me, but he doesn't have a chance to show it, he doesn't just know how to cook." ”

Lin Yue nodded, don't look at Yuexianglan's usual aggressiveness, but when it comes to some important moments, she can give up her body and retreat behind her loved one to support her silently, it seems that she is lively and crazy, but she also has a gentle side.

Yuexianglan said again: "He's just too weak, don't talk about me, anyone who competes with him, he won't do his best, and even admit defeat in the end, this time he can't do it." ”

Lin Yue expressed helplessness, because Yuexianglan's admitting defeat was not just as simple as giving up, she also said that Li Zhi is now working hard with her, which invisibly puts a shackle on Li Zhi, and he can't admit defeat casually anymore, otherwise......

At this time, Long Qianjun announced again: "Butterfly Valley Nebi is the seventh...... "This should be Uncle Fengzhongzi's disciple."

I saw a handsome young man in white on the platform slowly falling into the arena.

His opponent raised a flying sword, and Edgeworth landed on the arena.

Ye Lingkong raised his arm, and an erhu flew out of the cloth bag behind his back, Ye Lingkong sat in the air with his legs crossed, a melodious tune sounded, and the opposite hand held his sword and stood with bated breath and concentrated, Ye Lingkong's eyes shot a shocking and burning gaze, and the opponent couldn't help but be deeply shocked when he looked at him on the other side.

Cold sweat has flowed down his forehead, the opponent already knows that he has lost the opportunity, and he is trying his best to calm himself, this concentration Night Lingkong can't help but admire, ordinary people are already overwhelmed by their own tune, that person can still condense his mind, the three generations of disciples of Butterfly Valley are really not general, put away the little tricks, and the night Lingkong began to really make moves.

I saw a series of visible blade qi hit the opponent, the opponent saw that the night spirit sky made a sharp move, with the long sword to resist one by one, after the defense, seize the gap and stab the night spirit sky, the night spirit sky did not move and the body was still suspended in the air, in the face of the flying long sword, the night spirit sky moved to the side to dodge, the opponent picked up the long sword and slashed again, but saw that the night spirit sky was not dodging and was stabbed by the long sword.

But what was amazing was that the night spirit sky was not stabbed, but the figure turned into six figures.

Lin Yue was surprised for a while, Huh, this is okay, but this can't be hidden from him, only one of these six night spirit airs is real, and these six figures are no longer pulling erhu.

But I saw that the six groups of musical instruments were conjured up, such as the erhu, the flute, the dong flute, the yaoqin, the copper drum, and the bell rocker, and the music melody also changed from a solo to an ensemble.

Lin Yue nodded secretly, this tune is not only disturbing, but also invigorating, and seeing that night Lingkong is extremely brave in the more and more passionate music, the personable Jia Gongzi has transformed into a blood Shura in the battlefield.

This is exactly what it is: the ethereal and resounding mind swims, the horse holds the Goren Fang, a wonderful song and a killing array, and the soul flies and scatters blood.

Outside the enclosure, Wang Xiaoming's circulating yin and yang purple pupils can be seen clearly, and now the night spirit sky is just using tonal music to create illusions, and fortunately, it is only Butterfly Valley Nebi, the lethality of its luck is not large, but the disciples who have not yet gone out of the mountain to practice are difficult to guarantee that they will not be lost in it.

Looking at Lin Yue and Mo whispering next to him, neither of them was affected, and sure enough, this trick still worked for the people of Butterfly Valley who were low in cultivation and not firm in their minds, and the younger brothers and sisters had experienced several fierce battles, and the opponents were not weak masters, and this illusion could not let them get lost.

Sure enough, although the opponent in the fighting arena had a decent cultivation, at most he had only competed with his peers, and Wang Xiaoming even suspected that he had no blood on his hands at all, and no matter how good his cultivation was, there was a limit after all.

But on the other side, the legendary Snow Wind Thunder Cheshire Lord smiled disdainfully, although the melody of this night spirit sky highlights the image of the battlefield, but unfortunately it has not yet reached the full completion, in short, the brain is not enough.

I'm afraid he has had many tragic things before, and even experienced them personally. But it was at most a tragic situation of killing, not the tragedy of the battlefield, I fought with the demon clan in the north with my master, and also fought with humans, Xiangma bandits, demons and monsters, I don't want to think about the tragedy anymore.