Sleepless nights.

On the second day, Ji Fan went to the No. 11 martial arts arena as usual, over the years, the Zongmen Dabi was a screening competition at the beginning, and the finals would only be opened when the number of people was reduced to a certain amount, but in general, there were many disciples of Juexinmen, and generally speaking, the screening competition would last for a few days.

Walking on the path, the disciples of each academy passed by together, talking freely about the amazing performance of the disciples of which academy yesterday, and the atmosphere was extremely relaxed.

Ji Fan walked alone and experienced yesterday's events, which made him look preoccupied, as if he had put a mountain in his heart, which was extremely heavy.

"Hey!"

Someone behind him suddenly patted him, interrupting his thoughts, and turned back inexplicably, and saw a slim girl in a green skirt, with green silk and waist, shallow eyebrows, delicate and beautiful face, clear and pure eyes, and a natural weak temperament, which made people want to protect at a glance.

"It's you. ”

This is the girl Wei Ying I met yesterday, I didn't expect that the timid girl yesterday also had such a playful side, but at this moment, Ji Fan was not very interested, so he just smiled reluctantly.

didn't scare Ji Fan, the girl pouted her ruddy little mouth, and maybe there was a certain familiar relationship, she was not as timid as yesterday, but she was still a little restrained.

The two were relatively speechless, and stood awkwardly for a while, not knowing what to do, Ji Fan looked at the girl's slender fingers hooked together, and knew that the girl's family was thin-skinned, so he opened his mouth and took the initiative to say: "Let's go together?"

The girl hesitated and nodded obediently.

The two stood side by side, walking leisurely and slowly, there was one more person beside him, Ji Fan couldn't concentrate on things, and the wordless atmosphere continued, making Ji Fan feel uncomfortable.

Yu Guang secretly looked at it, the girl's side face is very exquisite, compared to Zhang Qing'er, she is not too much, her eyelashes are curved and dense, her big eyes are clear and pure, without a trace of impurities, there is a layer of bright arc of light, her pretty nose is beautiful, her small mouth is slightly upturned, and the dense green silk ripples with the arc of youth, full of youthful vitality.

"Didn't you participate in the martial arts competition yesterday?" The atmosphere on the road was quite dull, and Ji Fan finally took the initiative to break the tranquility.

"Yes, I did. The girl blinked her big eyes, and her voice was sweet and very comfortable to listen to.

Ji Fan looked at her suspiciously, because in his impression, he didn't see the figure of the girl in the crowd yesterday, and shook his head, maybe he missed it at the time, and he didn't pay attention to it at that time.

"You're amazing. The girl turned her head, her eyes were pure, and the supple green silk hung down from her shoulders, and her delicate face was extremely beautiful in the soft light of the early morning, which made Ji Fan lose her mind for a moment.

"Still, you're not as good as my brother. The girl said quite seriously.

"Yes, if you try it, you might not expect it. Ji Fan may also have been influenced by the girl, and his mood was much better, so he joked with a smile.

"Hmm...... You are really similar to my brother. Wei Ying looked up at him with a simple pretty face and said.

"Where is it like?" Ji Fan asked with a smile.

"They all love to brag. She said coquettishly, and Ji Fan scratched his head in embarrassment when he heard this.

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The number of people in the eleventh martial arts arena today is a little less than yesterday, but it is still very lively, and the voices of the various courtyards are mixed with the laughter of girls, and the atmosphere is noisy.

Ji Fan and the girl were alone, quietly watching the competition between the disciples on the stage, it could be seen that the strength of the disciples fighting today had improved significantly, the movements were agile, the fists and palms were staggered, one by one, so it was not dangerous.

Suddenly remembered something, he looked down at the girl, on the budding little breast, without any coat of arms, he looked up suspiciously, and asked, "By the way, I don't know how many stages of your aura is?"

"I'm a little lower than you. The girl's lips were red and her teeth were white, and she looked at him delicately.

Ji Fan nodded slightly, Wei Ying's age looks about the same age as him, at this age, having this strength can be regarded as a first-class talent in the sect.

"The man who pursued you yesterday...... Do you know?" Ji Fan suddenly asked Lie Cheng, looking at the girl and asking with a smile, he wanted to know if the girl used him yesterday, although he didn't care much about this matter.

The girl was apprehensive, a trace of guilt flashed in her simple eyes, and explained: "I didn't have time to tell you yesterday, that person's name is Lie Cheng, you ...... Have you heard of it?"

Ji Fan nodded when he heard it, judging from her expression, the girl's eyes were not mixed with the slightest impurity, and she was a little flustered and guilty, it seemed that it was not intentional, so she was also relieved in her heart.

"I'm sorry. Seeing Ji Fan's expression constantly changing, the girl's face was full of guilt, she lowered her head, and her fingers were stirred together, which was quite like pear blossoms bringing rain.

"No... It's okay, after all, he's from the Old Seminary, and you know who I am, and we're all opposites sooner or later. Seeing the girl's aggrieved appearance, Ji Fan hurriedly waved his hand to comfort her, and Wei Ying felt a little better.

"No. 137 vs. No. 339!" shouted the old man who preached.

"Ah, I'm going first! ”

"Come on. Ji Fan smiled and nodded.

......

"Tongjing Academy, Wei Ying, please advise. The girl Lianbu was a little nervous after going on stage, she inhaled deeply and then exhaled, her arms were still raised, and her innocent appearance of self-adjustment was cute and funny.

However, this did not affect her popularity, the audience applauded and whistled loudly, and the girl's little face was slightly red.

“...... Sengo Temple... Disciple Li Nan, please... Please advise. ”

On the opposite side of the girl, there was a young man who looked fifteen or sixteen years old, not very outstanding, wearing an iron coat of arms, but it might be an introverted problem, when Li Nan saw that the other party was a woman, he stammered when he spoke.

"Flutter. ”

The girl covered her mouth and smiled, like a divine lotus blooming, her delicate face was perfect, her big eyes were clear, her green skirt was slim and her waist was slender, the belt was fluttering in the wind, slim and elegant, Li Nan didn't dare to look boldly, lowered her head, and her face was much more ruddy.

The battle between the two is extremely simple, there is no skill at all in the whole process, Li Lan's movements are clumsy, although Wei Ying is also experienced, but her posture is light and agile, and her green skirt is fluttering, like a fairy falling into the mortal dust, which is quite interesting, and won a burst of applause from the audience.

This battle was finally won by Wei Ying without accident under the suppression of the rank, and when the girl returned, she proudly held up her small breasts, her red lips were slightly upturned, her cheeks were pink, a strand of hair on her forehead was veneered, and her big eyes were bright and charming.

The morning passed quickly, and the battles on the stage were one after another, and it didn't take long for Ji Fan's turn.

"No. 221 vs. No. 95!"

"It's your turn. Wei Ying said on the side.

Ji Fan nodded and strode towards the stage.

"It's Ji Fan from the Qing Courtyard that day!"

"This guy can resist the blade in his body, but he is quite strong!"

When he was halfway through, someone exclaimed, and there was silence around for a moment, obviously, Ji Fan's performance yesterday left a deep impression on everyone present.

"Disciple of Wuzheng Academy, Wang Ying, please advise!"

On that stage, there was a seventeen or eighteen-year-old young man, his thick eyebrows were like a sword, his eyes were sharp, his expression was indifferent, and he was dressed in a black suit, which outlined his tall and majestic figure, and he was as his name suggested.

"Tianqing Academy disciple Ji Fan, please advise. ”

Ji Fan glanced at the silver coat of arms on his chest that represented the strength of the eighth stage of the aura realm, and politely clenched his fists, that Wang Ying nodded, and did not ink, as soon as the words fell, the rich aura on his body exploded instantly, and he suddenly jumped up, like a predatory falcon, his palms flashed with the luster of the wind attribute aura, and he swooped down towards Yue Qing.

"Such a sharp attack, a master. ”

Ji Fan's expression froze, and in the depths of that pupil, a strange black aura slowly rose up.

"Smack!"

The palms of the two quickly touched, and the Wang Ying swept by, and at the same time, on the tip of his toes, he leaned over and rushed again, and above his five fingers, five wind attribute spiritual power poles appeared, each of which contained a lot of energy.

"Five empty fingers. ”

"Wraith Claw!" Ji Fan was not flustered, and pulled away the Wraith Claw stance, and five black spiritual qi slashed through the sharp trajectory in the air.

"Bang bang!"

The two colors of light, one blue and one black, collided in the next second, and the strong wind dispersed all the dust on the ground nearby.

"Awesome!"

"The strength of these two people is really strong!"

"It seems that this Ji Fan has met an opponent!"

The fierce exchange between the two caused a burst of exclamation in the surrounding seats, and some disciples looked extremely solemn.

......

"You're strong. After several fights, Wang Ying looked at the extremely serious face, and his eyes were slightly condensed.

"You're not ordinary... This kind of strength is rare under the core disciples. Ji Fan's arms were black and rising, and he politely replied.

That Wang Ying's eyes were boiling, and the wind attribute aura on his arm was even better, and he said in a deep voice: "But now that you and I meet, only one of them can win." ”

As soon as the words fell, the eyes of the two suddenly revealed a strong battle intent, which was very intimidating, and it was obvious that both of them were bound to win this martial arts competition.

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