"Thank you Miss Yang for your mercy, I lost. ”

The fifth Huashan sect disciple hugged his fists and said to Yang Buregret.

Having said that, if he hadn't said that he had lost, no one would have seen the slightest frustration after defeat on his face, and even, instead of being frustrated and lost, there was a faint hint of mockery and disdain.

Yang Buregret looked at him coldly, and he didn't mean to speak at all.

No matter how slow she reacted, she knew what the Huashan faction was fighting at the moment, and they were just thinking of forcing themselves down with a wheel war.

Thinking that there was almost no strength to fight in the Ming Sect except for himself, Yang Buregret only felt that the responsibility on his shoulders was heavy, took a deep breath, and tried to recover most of the internal strength that had been consumed.

She didn't waste any effort asking if anyone would play, because she knew that someone would be eager to jump out soon.

Sure enough, before she could take a breath, the sixth Huashan Sect disciple had already jumped into the middle of the field.

"Huashan Zhao Fenglei, please advise Miss Yang!"

The name of this Huashan disciple is very domineering, but from his footsteps after he came on the field, Yang Buregret can see at a glance that this Zhao Fenglei's kung fu is really the worst of these Huashan disciples.

"Am I going to be defeated by such a disciple in the end?"

Seeing this Zhao Fenglei, Yang Buregret seemed to faintly see the picture of his battle to the end.

Thinking that she would lose to such an unpopular martial artist, a strong unwillingness rose in her heart.

Especially seeing the undisguised disdain in Zhao Fenglei's eyes, Yang Buregret was inexplicably sad and indignant, and couldn't help but let out a clear roar.

The whistling sound is clear, like the sound of a phoenix in the sky!

Hearing Yang Buregret's unwillingness in this howl, some famous and decent masters couldn't help but blush.

Undoubtedly, even if the Huashan faction's actions were in line with the rules of the game, it was far from the moral norms in their hearts, and they couldn't help but feel ashamed when they thought that they were allies with such people.

However, even if they felt sorry for Yang Buregret, they couldn't blame the Huashan faction, after all, the Huashan faction was doing this to save the reputation of the six major sects.

Of course, this kind of shame only exists for those who have high moral requirements, and it is not worth mentioning for those who value profit more.

This is the case with Zhao Fenglei, who is Yang Buregret's direct opponent.

Hearing Yang Buregret's long roar, he sneered and said lightly: "Miss Yang, I am kind enough to persuade you, you had better save more energy, don't waste your internal strength to howl there, you can't scare me." ”

"Shut up!"

Yang Buregret snorted lightly and said coldly: "You are not worthy of accusing me!"

Being ridiculed so much by Yang Buregret in front of the world's heroes, Zhao Fenglei's face suddenly turned red, and he said angrily: "Okay, good you demon girl, today, I will do the right thing for the sky!"

Yang Buregret flicked his finger on the sword lightly, and said disdainfully: "Within ten moves, you will be defeated!"

"You!"

Seeing the disdain in Yang Buregret's eyes, Zhao Fenglei was furious, and was about to step forward to attack, when he saw a person suddenly walk out behind Yang Buregret.

Yang Buregret followed his gaze and turned around, and saw Baizhu slowly walking into the field.

"Master?"

Yang was stunned for a moment.

"No regrets, are you tired, when you are tired, go down and rest for a while. ”

Seeing the exhaustion in Yang Buregret's eyes, a touch of pity rose in Bai Zhu's heart, she had already paid enough for Mingjiao.

"Sect Master, I'm not tired, I don't care if there are a hundred more people like this!"

Yang Buregret pointed at Zhao Fenglei and said.

"You...... Hmph!"

Hearing that Yang Buregret looked down on herself, Zhao Fenglei wanted to say something, but when she saw Bai Shu beside her, she forcibly swallowed her words halfway through.

"It's okay, you don't have to be strong. ”

Seeing that Yang Buregret didn't seem to see what he meant, Baizhu smiled: "You go down and rest, I'll fight for a while." ”

"You're going to fight for a while?"

Yang Buregret blinked, as if she didn't understand why Bai Shu said this, but the next moment, her beautiful eyes suddenly shone with a dazzling light: "Ah, I...... I actually forgot, Sect Master, you are not a few years older than me!"

Previously, because Baizhu had been frozen in a state of ice since it was bitten by the ice silkworm, Yang Buregret subconsciously excluded Baizhu from the people who could fight.

Later, although Baizhu appeared, Baizhu was the leader of the Ming Sect after all, so Yang Buregret completely ignored that Baizhu's age was actually able to fight.

Thinking of this, the surprise in Yang Buregret's heart almost engulfed her completely, and a relieved smile appeared on her face.

"Okay, let's go down and rest when you're relieved. ”

Seeing that Yang Buregret understood, Baizhu chuckled at her and nodded.

"Yes!"

Yang Buregret responded with a smile, but as soon as he took two steps back, Yang Buregret suddenly stopped again, and said to Baizhu in Zhao Fenglei's almost lifeless eyes: "Sect Master, you must help me vent my breath!"

Hearing Yang Buregret's words, Zhao Fenglei's already snow-white face seemed to be coated with another layer of frost, as if he had also been bitten by an ice silkworm.

And Baizhu's answer made his eyes darken, and his steps were unsteady: "Don't worry, go back and take a good look at how I perform my swordsmanship." ”

"It's over, I'm dying. ”

Zhao Fenglei wailed in his heart.

Just when he was hesitating whether he should simply admit defeat, he heard Xian Yutong speak: "Sect Master Wei, it's a bit unruly for you to do this, right?"

It was only at this time that Xian Yutong finally realized what a big mistake he had made—he had forgotten that the age of Baizhu was actually in line with the scope of martial arts competition!

In fact, not to mention him, even Baizhu himself, and even Yang Xiao and other extremely smart people, if it weren't for Zhou Dian's reminder, they would all forget that Baizhu can actually fight.

There's no way, who let Baizhu become the leader of the Ming Sect as soon as he appears.

They subconsciously excluded all of them from the atractylodes.

"Oh?"

Hearing Xian Yutong's words, Baizhu looked puzzled: "What do you mean by Xian Yu's words, I'm only twenty years old this year, so I should be eligible to fight, right?"

"Well, Sect Master's age is always eligible to fight. ”

Xian Yutong hesitated and nodded.

Baizhu continued to ask, "Is that the previous war that stipulated that the Ming Sect Leader could not play?"

"This ...... Nor did it. ”

It is rare to hear about it.

"What does it mean—what do you mean by being in charge?"

Atractylodes' voice suddenly froze.

"This ...... Excellency...... After all, Your Excellency is the dignity of the Sect Master, how can you ...... How can you make a move with these juniors?"

It's easy to come up with a reason.

"Junior?"

Bai Shu said with a smile: "What the head of Xian Yu said, you are a frequent person who walks between famous and decent families, and I can't say anything about seniority, but when will my Mingjiao be the same as yours?"

"This ......"

Baizhu's words were seldom and speechless.

Just when he wanted to find some reason to stop Baizhu from appearing, Baizhu didn't give him a chance, his voice suddenly became cold, and he said: "Xian Yu is in charge, since you have done the first year of junior high school, don't blame Wei for being fifteen." ”

Seeing that Xian Yutong's face gradually stiffened, Baizhu continued: "Originally, I didn't plan to make a move, but since Xian Yu is in charge of you, our Mingjiao naturally has to respond, otherwise wouldn't you look down on Xian Yu in charge?"

Hearing Baizhu's words, Xian Yutong said secretly: "I wish you looked down on me." ”

Thinking so in his heart, of course he couldn't say that, he was silent for a moment and then asked, "Then what does the Guardian Sect want?"

"What do I want?"

Bai Shu sneered: "Xian Yu is in charge, this should be asked by our Mingjiao, right?"

Xian Yutong deliberately ignored Baizhu's questioning, and just said, "So Sect Master Wei, you have to bully the small with the big?"

Baizhu didn't pay attention to Xian Yutong's question, and said to himself: "Didn't the head of Xian Yu want to use the wheel war to fight against my Mingjiao, so why don't you continue to try, in case I run out of internal strength after a while and have to admit defeat?"

"Damn boy!"

Xian Yutong wanted to hold Baizhu with words, but he didn't expect that although Baizhu was young, he didn't give him any chance to play at all.

"Xian Yu is in charge, since Sect Master Wei is not afraid of wheel warfare, if we don't meet Sect Master Wei's wishes, wouldn't it seem too unreasonable?"

Just when Xian Yu hesitated, he listened to Chang Jingzhi of the Kongtong faction speak coldly.