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"Nonsense, if you can enter the top 16 last year, as long as your luck is not too bad, it should be okay this year. ”

"The biggest change is that Yang Qingxuan was shortlisted. Compared with the top 16, I care more about this year's four kings. ”

"Yes, this year is still a five-year Five Nations Competition, and it will be of greater significance for the Four Kings to represent the academy. ”

Tens of thousands of people around the square are all discussing in various ways.

Yang Qingxuan was still thinking about the mystery of the eight-tone string fingers in his mind, standing in the center, his face looked very sluggish, and he kept stretching out his hand to make a gesture.

Zuo Heng looked coldly from time to time, although those finger prints were a little clumsy, but with his eyesight, he could naturally see that the technique was extraordinary, and each finger contained great power.

"This kid's talent is terrible, a year ago he was just a scumbag of Lingwu, only a year ago, he can compete with me, you must take this opportunity to kill him, otherwise there will be endless troubles!"

Zuo Heng's eyes became cloudy, but there was a thick killing intent in the depths of his eyes.

He glanced around a few times, but didn't see Wu Qiyue, and couldn't help frowning, such an important competition, why wasn't Wu Qiyue there?

"What are you thinking?"

Yang Qingxuan was thinking about the eight-tone string fingers, when suddenly the fragrance rushed in, and Ivy's delicate appearance appeared in front of him, immediately interrupting his train of thought.

Yang Qingxuan replied honestly: "Eight-tone string fingers." ”

Aiwei's face changed slightly, he also learned to invite a finger, and naturally understood what the eight-tone string finger was, and glanced left and right vigilantly, and said in a low voice: "You know all the eight fingers?"

Yang Qingxuan said: "It's still far from 'will', and I've seen it on all eight fingers." ”

Ivy showed a charming smile, and said, "Can you teach me everything?"

Yang Qingxuan swallowed with difficulty, in front of such a big beauty, it was indeed a little difficult to control, he took two steps back, and said firmly: "It's not good." ”

The other fourteen people who provoked this time all paid attention.

Ivy blushed her cheeks and snorted loudly: "If it's not good, it's not good, then if you want to chase me, there's no way to do it, it's never possible!"

With a pouting of his mouth, he turned around angrily and no longer paid attention to Yang Qingxuan.

The rest of the people were puzzled, they didn't know what they were talking about, but they all looked at Yang Qingxuan with strange eyes.

There were all kinds of discussions around the square, as if they had exploded, setting off a wave of heated discussions.

"It turns out that Yang Qingxuan likes Ai Wei, oh my God, what kind of triangle relationship is this?"

"Who said it was a triangle, don't forget that it's still the county lord of Su Ying. ”

"This ...... , the four beauties of the academy were involved in the third, life is like this, what do you want in this life?"

"Fortunately, the goddess in my dream is Yin Yao, there is no gossip, and she is still as cold and arrogant as a fairy. ”

"Well, the four beauties, only Yin Yao is left without falling. ”

Jingjing stood in the crowd and said angrily: "What is that called Aiwei, how could Brother Qingxuan like her, Tian is shameless!"

Her words immediately attracted the attention of the surroundings, and many of Ivy's admirers were even more angry, but seeing that she was a little girl, they didn't care.

Wen Wen hurriedly pulled her and scolded angrily: "Don't talk nonsense here, it's not troublesome enough for you to idle us, and you still want to make more trouble, right?!"

Jingjing pursed her lips, her face full of disbelief.

Su Ying and Su Ze stood in a relatively close place, both guarded by guards, and no one approached.

Su Ying listened to the discussions around her, a little sad, and thought to herself: "The so-called four beauties, I am the most useless. Whether it is Sister Qiyue, Sister Yinyao, or Sister Aiwei, their strength is a hundred times better than mine, and only they are worthy of Qingxuan, and how can I be on a par with them. ”

In the middle of the square, Chen Ting stepped forward and asked in a low voice, "Do you like Ivy?"

Yang Qingxuan almost didn't spurt out a mouthful of blood, glared at him fiercely, and didn't speak.

Chen Ting frowned and said, "Although Aiwei's beauty is not below Wu Qiyue and Su Ying, you still know Chang Le." There is a person behind Ivy who is even more difficult than Zuo Heng. ”

He put his finger on his waist, secretly pointed to Lu Yifan next to him, and winked at Yang Qingxuan.

Yang Qingxuan glanced at him and said, "Eat your melon." ”

Chen Ting smiled and said, "Isn't this also good for you." ”

At this time, a figure flew from a distance, stopped directly in the air, raised his eyes and looked down coldly.

The square immediately became silent.

The man in the air was none other than Yi Kun, holding an iron box in his hand, glanced at the sixteen people, and said, "There are eight pairs of numbers in this box, so as to determine your respective opponents." ”

Yi Kun opened the iron box, and the true qi in his hand shook, and suddenly eight rays of light shot out from it, shooting towards the sky.

Yang Qingxuan's eyes flashed, and in each ray of light was a small ball, which was extremely fast, and it flew hundreds of zhang away in an instant.

But the sixteen people all looked at it coldly, and they didn't seem to want to snatch it first.

Yi Kun sneered and said, "If you don't get a license plate, you will be eliminated directly." ”

"What?"

Sixteen people were startled, and the moment Yi Kun's words fell, four or five people rushed up and chased after those small balls.

Sixteen balls fanned out, and the spacing continued to widen.

The last few have all caught up with the first, Yin Yao, Lu Yifan, Chen Ting, and Ai Wei.

There were twelve people left, and they could only chase the farther one.

The one-eyed martial soul was very peculiar, condensed a water mirror-like light in front of him, and then rushed in, teleporting a hundred feet.

After a few alternate performances, he chased a small ball, and he grabbed it in his hand with great joy.

Suddenly, a figure, as fast as lightning, reached his side in a few steps, and said coldly: "This ball is mine." ”

One-eyed was shocked, and immediately heard that the voice was Yang Qingxuan, and exclaimed, "I got it first." ”

The corners of Yang Qingxuan's mouth raised a sneer, and without saying a word, the fighting ghost god condensed in the palm of his hand, and he slashed it with a sword!

"A little heroic spirit, a thousand miles of fast wind!"

"You're ......!"

The one-eyed was horrified, and hurriedly changed his body in the air, and at the same time, the martial soul turned into a light mirror, and the whole person rushed into it and disappeared in place.

Yang Qingxuan's sword missed, and he didn't chase other small balls, but his figure flashed like lightning in the air, and when he took three steps, he teleported a hundred zhang, his eyes swept away, and the big sword slashed towards a void.

Where the sword slashed, a mirror of light appeared, and a one-eyed figure came out of it at once, with a face full of joy of escape.

"Hmph, my martial soul can be instantaneous, you are just a freshman, what can you do to me?"

One-eyed came out of the light mirror, taunted Yang Qingxuan, and saw a sword slashed, and before he could react, the sword qi slashed on his chest and passed through.