After Yang Qian's competition, he returned to the audience and continued to watch the competition. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

What he cares about the most is Ximen Leng and Geng Feng.

Therefore, Yang Qian focused his attention mainly on these two people.

After Ximen Leng came to power, perhaps because his aura was too great, those who fought with him were all trembling, but it was no surprise that they were all defeated by Ximen Leng in one move.

In Yang Qian's impression, Geng Feng should be worse than Ximen's cultivation, but on the test bench, Geng Feng's performance was no worse than Ximen's, which couldn't help but make Yang Qian look at it differently.

Of course, in the first round of the lengthy competition, there were many outstanding performers in addition to Ximen Leng and Geng Feng, but there were not many that impressed Yang Qian.

The heir of the knife clan, the blade and the big sword, defeated the enemy, and there was almost no pressure.

In addition, what made Yang Qian a little interested was a woman.

The woman was wearing a black trench coat, and her tall and well-proportioned figure was very eye-catching. She is a thunder attribute martial artist, and as soon as she appears, she releases one thunder light after another, defeating nine opponents in an instant.

"A rare thunder-attribute martial artist, and he is quite proficient in the control of thunder light. The breath is restrained, and I can't feel the depth of its cultivation at all...... "Qian Duoduo said with his cheeks in his hands.

When Yang Qian heard this, he looked at the woman in black and couldn't help frowning slightly.

From this woman, Yang Qian actually felt a dangerous aura.

And Ximen Leng and Geng Feng didn't make Yang Qian feel that way.

It wasn't until the woman stepped off the test table and disappeared in the crowd that Yang Qian's eyes lost focus and she took it back.

The first round of the competition was a large-scale knockout tournament, and it was all over in less than two hours.

A thousand, and in the end only one hundred and five remained.

The finalists will be drawn in the second round, and then a special disciple will register, and the competition opponent will be written on a red list and posted.

Before the second match, there was a half-hour break.

After the red list was posted, everyone watched.

According to the information on the red list, Yang Qian and a guy named Li Lan became opponents.

"There's still half an hour left, so let's use that time to gather information." With that, Qian Duoduo walked into the crowd and began to collect information that he was best at.

Yang Qian, Qingluo and others walked to the periphery of the crowd and quietly waited for the second round of competition to begin.

However, at this moment, in the crowd, a pair of eyes looked at Yang Qian and the others.

It's Simon Cold!

Ximen Leng first swept his gaze over Yang Qian, then Wu Wanjun and Sun Daoliang, and Zhang Baowen.

On the four men, his gaze did not pause in the slightest, until he swept to the three daughters of Qingluo on the very edge, his gaze never left.

"It's a very interesting group." Ximen Leng hugged the soft waist of the stunning beauty on the right with his backhand, with an elegant smile on his face, and slowly walked over to Yang Qian and the others.

Ximen Leng stopped not far from Yang Qian and the others, and looked at Yang Qian with a smile.

"From Zhongzhou, ah, Zhongzhou is really a place for beautiful women." Ximen Leng swept his gaze past Yang Qian, and finally lingered on Qingluo, Ling Feiyan and Xue Wu.

Feeling Ximen Leng's gaze, Qing Luo snorted coldly.

Without seeing how it moved, a wind blade instantly appeared, shooting towards Ximen Leng's eyes.

However, Ximen cooled and did not dodge, a cold breath spontaneously appeared, and in an instant, the wind blade that shot was frozen in mid-air, sealed by cold ice, and then shattered into ice chips with a click, scattered with the wind.

"Icy beauty, there is a frost murderous aura that seems to be nothing, cold as frost, very good......" Ximen Leng didn't care about Qingluo's cold hostility and continued.

Qing Luo's face was like frost, and he wanted to make a move, but he was stopped by Yang Qian and said, "This guy, I will help you teach him a lesson." ”

Qingluo glanced at Yang Qian, then snorted coldly, turned around and stopped looking at Ximen Leng.

Ximen Leng looked away from Qingluo and landed on Xue Wu, "There is a little playfulness in the cuteness, full of youthful atmosphere, hey, this cat is also very cute......"

"Whew!"

Xiaobai seemed to be angry with Xue Wu, and when Ximen Leng came over to look at it, it suddenly opened its mouth and bit Ximen Leng .

And Ximen Leng didn't even hide.

An ice wall appeared in front of him in an instant, and Xiao Bai bit on the ice wall, and immediately stared at Ximen Leng with wide eyes, full of hostility.

"Pretty cute little guy, don't be so fierce." Ximen straightened up coldly, dropped such a sentence, and ignored Xue Wu anymore.

He was the last to notice Ling Feiyan.

"Although it has a bit of a posture, it is so beautiful that it has no characteristics, and it is much inferior to the other two." Ximen's cold gaze didn't stay on Ling Feiyan for too long, it almost flashed, and his mouth also brought out an evaluation of Ling Feiyan's appearance by the way.

You know, women have always been very interested in their appearance. Although Ling Feiyan knew that she was much inferior to Qingluo and Xue Wu, Ximen Leng still made her face cold and extremely angry when she said this.

What does it mean that beauty is not distinctive?

Ling Feiyan snorted coldly, the short sword in his hand flashed out, and he instantly approached Ximen Leng's body.

The short sword attacked the cold key point of the West Gate.

However, every time Ling Feiyan's short sword was about to pierce Ximen Leng's body, layers of solid ice appeared without warning, resisting Ling Feiyan's attack.

During the whole process, Ximen Leng didn't move, but Ling Feiyan just couldn't hurt him in the slightest.

"This level of attack, it's useless." Ximen said coldly.

And don't fight back.

"That's enough." Sun Daoliang finally spoke.

Only then did Ling Feiyan withdraw her hand, holding back the anger in her heart.

"It seems that you are the leader." Ximen glanced at Sun Daoliang coldly, "However, I'm not interested in you." ”

Sun Daoliang is not happy and angry.

Regarding Ximen Leng's words, Sun Daoliang ignored them as if he hadn't heard them, and didn't want to respond.

Ximen's cold gaze fell on Yang Qian, "It's you, which makes me a little curious." ”

Yang Qian stared at Ximen Leng's two eyes, and said with a sigh, "Really? But I am not cold to you. ”

"I really hope that I will have a good fight with you, and I hope you will not disappoint me." Ximen said coldly.

"Is this a challenge?" Yang Qian said coldly.

Simon shook his head coldly and said; "No, no, no, it's provocative at best, because you're not qualified enough for me to challenge you."

"It seems that you are not only very confident, but also very conceited." Yang Qian smiled faintly.

But then, the smile retracted.

"This is called the posture of the strong," Simon coldly hugged the stunning beauty beside him, and his palm was wantonly on the woman's waist, "Only the weak will think that conceit is a derogatory term." ”

Yang Qian snorted coldly, but did not speak.

Ximen Leng may have found that he had completely aroused the hostility of Yang Qian and the others, so he didn't stop for much at the moment, turned around and left.

However, after two steps, Ximen Leng stopped again, turned around and said, "I forgot to say, what I am most interested in is the cold beauty and the cute little girl......"

With that, Simon Leng walked away.

Giggle......

Looking at the back of Ximen Leng leaving, Yang Qian clenched his fists.

"Ximen Leng, it's ......good that you don't let me down," Yang Qian said silently in his heart.

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