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Round after round, Ye Zixiao didn't know how many times he played, but without exception, the opponents were all defeated under the qin, and Ye Zixiao was always one order lower than the opponent, it seemed that he was weaker than the other party every time, but he won easily, so mysterious also made the people who have not been defeated so far vigilant.

"Number one, number seven, number one in the ring!" This time it's Ye Zishino's turn again, and it's the number one ring.

Ye Zixiao, as before, slowly got into the ring, waiting for the game to begin.

The other party is a somewhat indifferent young man in white, and the young man is very wary of Ye Zixiao, because he has watched Ye Zixiao's game and knows the horror of Ye Zixiao.

At the beginning of the game, before Ye Zixiao took out the qin, the young man in white used a special move and began to attack.

The boy used a gun, the gun was like a dragon, and the person was like a shadow, and in an instant, the night Zixiao was stabbed thirty-six times by the young man's gun, although it was not close to the three feet of the night Zixiao.

But Ye Zixiao has clearly felt the strength of the other party, and this young man is already worthy of Ye Zixiao to take seriously.

Ye Zixiao instantly pulled out the purple jade flute on his waist, and then stroked it gently.

The young man was also very surprised that Ye Zixiao replaced the piano with a flute, but the young man did not relax, and the gun became an afterimage, a little cold light and a little cold light, and finally pierced Ye Zixiao's aura defense.

Ye Zixiao glanced at it lightly, replacing the sword with the flute, blocking the gun with the flute, holding the flute with one hand, the young man's gun would be resisted by the night Zixiao with the purple flute every time he wanted to attack the side of the night Zixiao.

The young man stepped back, took a deep breath, held the spear in his hand, and the tip of the spear stabbed at Ye Zixiao again, for which Ye Zixiao also held the purple flute, unmoved, and the tip of the spear still refused to have a foot of space for Ye Zixiao.

Mu Hanyan on the tower in the distance, knowing that the young man would not be defeated, was still a little nervous, and the hand holding the extreme yang stone couldn't help but tighten.

The tip of the spear was only an inch away from Ye Zixiao's throat, and Jing Shuo, the white-clothed deacon in the distance, was ready to stop it at any time.

However, Night Zixiao's purple flute seemed to be lifted very slowly, but it just missed the young man's gun a little, and the tip of the gun grazed Ye Zixiao's neck, and Night Zixiao's flute seemed to be lifted again, but it didn't seem to move.

The young man who was back to back with Ye Zixiao suddenly felt something strange in his eyebrows, and reached out to touch it, only to find that there was some blood on his hands.

Only then did I realize that there was a very small wound in the center of the eyebrow......

The young man looked at the trace of blood on his hand with complicated eyes, and said discouragedly: "I...... Admit defeat. ”

The people watching the No. 1 ring were in an uproar again, but they didn't expect another person who didn't know how to lose.

"You're good, you're in the top 10 among freshmen." Ye Zixiao said softly.

"Take it, you can quickly replenish your aura and get ready for the challenge." Ye Zixiao handed the black-clothed young man a white pill, whose name was the Gathering Spirit Pill, which could quickly replenish the aura.

"Thank you......" the young man said in a stiff voice.

"Hmm," Ye Zixiao replied.

"No. 1 victory," the white-clothed deacon Jing Shuo announced.

Ye Zixiao walked out of the ring without hurry, the same as when she got into the ring.

The young man in black limped out of the ring a little.

"Now, it's another child who doesn't know how to lose! Brother Ye, it's not good to always bully children. Ye Ze'an joked that Ye Ze'an was used to subconsciously treating Ye Zixiao as his peers.

Ye Zixiao shook her head helplessly, and watched the rest of the matches in the ring without saying a word.

"Hehe, this time it's the real use of the sword, but I don't know why this son always uses side objects instead of the sword, I don't understand." Ji Liang shook his head and said puzzled.

Mu Hanyan behind Ji Liang was also puzzled, and analyzed: "At the same time, he blocked the opponent's gun in an instant, and stabbed it with a Xiao instead of a sword, causing the other party to not know why the wound on his eyebrows came." ”

"Haha, rare, very rare." Ji Liang exclaimed.

didn't know why he said it was rare, but Mu Hanyan nodded slightly when he heard this.

"The Fire Demon Demon uses the stunt of the Fire Spirit Sect, Burning the Sky and Boiling the Sea, this spiritual skill is also second to none in the Holy Domain, and it is a fourth-order mid-grade spiritual skill." Ye Ze'an looked at the fire demon who was fighting in the ring and said.

Ye Zixiao nodded to indicate that she understood.

"By the way, Senior Brother Night, what is your relationship with the girl from last time?" Ye Ze'an suddenly asked curiously.

Night Zixiao turned her gaze away and ignored it.

"Senior Brother Ye, why did you come to Yingtian Academy Ten for?" Ye Ze'an asked seriously.

"Soul Stone." Night Zixiao said after a moment of silence.

"I have demons." Night Zixiao said coldly again.

"Demon in the Heart...... Senior Brother Night, how can you have demons? Ye Ze'an asked in shock.

Cultivators pay attention to the unity of heaven and man, their thoughts are smooth, and they are the most taboo about demons, and people with demons are very easy to go mad when they practice.

And the night Shino...... But there is a demon in the heart, and the realm of Night Zixiao has been stagnant for three years, which is the reason for the demon.

He opened Yingtian Academy this time, firstly, because of the Soul Stone, secondly, because of the pure experience, and thirdly, because of the inner demon.

The Soul Stone has the effect of suppressing the demons, but it is useless for Ye Zixiao, so Ye Ze'an misinterpreted Ye Zixiao's meaning, although Ye Zixiao deliberately let Ye Ze'an misinterpret his meaning.

There are many demons in Ye Zixiao's heart, and some of them don't know why he has those demons.

"Haha, there is wine today and drunk today, tomorrow is sad and tomorrow is worried, why bother thinking too much, the night junior brother will take you to the end of the game, I invite you to go to the drunken dream building to drink." Ye Ze'an comforted.

"Hmm," Ye Zixiao nodded.

"Senior Brother Night, your appearance is quite similar to holding a senior sister." Ye Ze'an said thoughtfully.

"She's colder than you, but she's very beautiful, it's not an exaggeration to overwhelm the country, she's cold every day, born with a leg problem, she has spent her in a wheelchair since she was a child, there's a chill in her body, it tortures her every day, and there's a guy who has said she won't live to be twenty years old, she's ...... this year Eighteen. Ye Ze'an preached with some sadness.

Ye Zixiao already knew who she was talking about, and he looked at the tall tower in the distance with complicated eyes.

He has a strong spiritual sense, and when he first came, he felt a cold air there, but he didn't know who the source was, and now when he heard Ye Ze'an say this, he naturally understood where the cold air came from.

Mu Hanyan on the tower seemed to be aware of it, and he also looked at it lightly...... The two were separated for a thousand feet, but their eyes were on each other, each feeling the existence of the other, and Mu Hanyan's hand holding the extreme yang stone tighter.

Ji Liang saw that something was wrong with Mu Hanyan, and asked suspiciously, "Do you know him?" ”

Mu Hanyan nodded lightly.

"He gave you the stone in your hand?" Ji Liang asked again.

Mu Hanyan nodded again.

"Do you like him?" Ji Liang asked with some hesitation.

This time, Mu Hanyan didn't nod, but shook his head with a little dim eyes.