Although all the people who came to participate in the grand ceremony were genius disciples from each sect, even though they were all geniuses, there were differences. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

For example, at this moment, a feminine-looking teenager walked up to Gu Muyao and blocked her way.

"Little beauty, which sect is it?"

Gu Muyao was suddenly stopped and frowned slightly, she didn't like the way the young man in front of her looked at her.

The low and delicate voice replied with the childishness unique to her age: "Tianqian Sect." ”

Glancing at the young man in front of him, he muttered to himself that he was an idiot?

The young man looked at Gu Muyao carefully again and sneered: "Joke, is there a disciple of the Tianqian Sect dressed as you?" You must know that whether it is an inner disciple or an outer disciple of the Tianqian Sect, it is a long shirt and a long skirt with arrow sleeves, you have wide sleeves and fluttering, could it be that you can still be one of the disciples of the Nine Palaces and Nine Palaces? ”

As he spoke, the young man's eyes suddenly became sluggish, yes, the Tianqian Sect has a clear hierarchy, in addition to the outer disciples and inner disciples, there is also the saying that there are descendant disciples.

If the girl in front of him was really a disciple of the hall master, he ......

"Hmm."

Gu Muyao's tone lightly confirmed his guess.

The young man shuddered, wanting to quietly spy on Gu Muyao's cultivation, as long as he knew whether the girl in front of him was strong or weak, he could tell whether she was lying or not.

After all, the position of a descendant disciple is not so easy to grab!

However......

He frowned, why couldn't he spy on her cultivation? Is he too weak, or is the little girl in front of him simply lying?

His eyes rolled, the solemn expression on his face quickly faded, and then he said with a smile: "It is rumored that the selection of the disciples of the Nine Palaces and the First Hall of your Sect is extremely strict, and the selected Gu is a first-class genius, and he has long wanted to compete with one of them, so it is better to meet my wish for many years today, you will fulfill my wish for many years!" “

When Gu Muyao heard this, her already pale little face became even more bloodless for a while.

She shook her head slowly and said, "You can find someone else." ”

said that he was about to leave, but the feminine young man seemed to have taken a fancy to her, and he kept pestering, causing Gu Muyao, who was already weak, to feel dizzy in front of her eyes.

At this time, Fu Ling, who was entangled by a girl dressed in peach pink, suddenly saw a circle of people who seemed to be watching something, and her curiosity was aroused, and she couldn't help but squeeze into the crowd.

As soon as he squeezed in, he saw a feminine young man pushing Gu Muyao to a stumbling position.

He suddenly rushed up with an arrow step, grabbed Gu Muyao's shoulder, and glared angrily at the feminine young man.

"Hmph, this is the so-called descendant disciple? How weak is it? ”

Ignoring Fu Ling's angry gaze, the world where the strong are respected has always been cruel to the weak.

The feminine young man proudly raised his chin, looking at Fu Ling, who was also different from ordinary disciples, wearing a wide-sleeved robe, and sneered: "Another one, won't it be another waste?" ”

"You ......"

Fu Ling was about to get angry, but was stopped by Gu Muyao.

"Let's go, don't disturb the mood for this kind of person."

Gu Muyao said in a low voice.

She's not cowardly, she just thinks it's really not worth it to deal with this kind of person.

It's just that they want to go, but some people just won't let them.

"What? Know that you can't beat and want to escape? Hmph, the rumors really don't believe it, it seems that the so-called descendants are nothing more than that. ”

Everyone is a group of hot-blooded teenagers, after hearing this, Fu Ling can still give up, he is not Fu Ling.

Fu Ling patted Gu Muyao's shoulder soothingly, pulled her behind her to protect her, and looked at the feminine young man with disdain: "Since you want to fight, I will accompany you." The little junior sister has been unwell recently, what kind of ability is it to bully a girl. ”

The girl in a peach-pink dress standing in the crowd stared at Gu Muyao's back with a resentful expression, although she felt a little familiar, she didn't take it to heart.

is just a stranger who is too popular, and at this moment, looking at Fu Ling looking at her tightly, it makes her hate her tightly for a while.

"Okay."

The feminine boy responded cheerfully.

Fu Ling pulled Gu Muyao to take the lead in the direction of the dueling arena, followed by the feminine boy and a large group of teenagers and girls watching the show.

This kind of thing often happens, disputes and contradictions between juniors, and the upper echelons generally turn a blind eye, as long as it is not too much, they will make trouble.

Therefore, during this time, the dueling arena of the Tianqian Sect will always be open, and a special venue will be set aside for them to resolve the conflict.

The girl in the peach-pink dress stomped her foot and followed.

She wanted to rush up and stay by Fu Ling's side, but there were too many people, and she couldn't get close to him at all.

Coming to the dueling arena, Fu Ling placed Gu Muyao in a special position on the second floor, where only the upper echelons of the sect and their descendants could come up, so as to avoid her being hit by the crowd.

Although he didn't know what happened to her, he was still sensitive to Gu Muyao's physical condition at this time, and he was still very strong.

From her, he couldn't feel the slightest fluctuation of spiritual power.

"Be careful."

He was about to leave, Gu Muyao raised his hand and grabbed his sleeve and asked.

"Hmm."

He smiled soothingly, in fact he didn't take the boy seriously at all.

Maybe that young man was a genius in his sect, but in his eyes, it was nothing more than that.

Regardless of which of the two of them is higher or lower, in terms of spiritual power, Fu Ling will definitely crush him.

Since he narrowly won the decisive battle in the palace examination, he has paid more attention to exercising his spirit, so at this time, his spiritual power is definitely a demonic existence among his peers.

Hou Yu, who was originally on par with him in this regard, was afraid that he had been left far behind at this time.

Step by step through the passage to the dueling arena, a sly light flashed in his eyes.

As soon as he came on the stage, the atmosphere on the scene suddenly became depressed.

The feminine young man's face lost the previous frivolous look, and he was more cautious.

No matter what he said before, he wasn't stupid enough to really think that the disciples of the First Palace and Nine Halls were waste.

Although I don't know what happened to the girl in the wide-sleeved white dress just now, Fu Ling in front of her is definitely an opponent that people can't despise.

The two confronted each other quietly from a distance, and for a moment they were tense.

Then the feminine young man saw Fu Ling hook up a smile of unknown meaning, and then slowly closed his eyes without any movement.

He frowned, hating the fact that he was out of control.

Stretched out his hand to summon a long sword, and with a force under his feet, he flew towards Fu Ling at an extremely fast speed.

And the latter seemed to have no feeling, maintaining a motionless posture standing there, and the onlookers sighed, looking at the rapidly shortening distance, their eyes did not dare to blink, for fear that if they blinked, the sword with the cold light of the forest would pierce into Fu Ling's eyebrows.

Compared with the nervousness and worry of the onlookers, the feminine young man always had a feeling of extreme uneasiness in his heart for some reason, and he didn't feel that he had any advantage now.

"Ahh

When the long sword was still a few inches away from Fu Ling's eyebrows, the onlookers couldn't help but exclaim, oh my God, is this the so-called descendant disciple? Just a piece of waste waiting to die?

Gu Muyao's eyes widened, and she covered her mouth so that she didn't let herself scream, because of the severe mood swings, her already weak body was even more shaky.

But a shocking scene appeared, because they found that the feminine young man with the sword actually maintained the posture of the sword and did not move, as if he was strangely frozen in place by an inexplicable force.

Some onlookers suspected that it was a great power of the Tianqian Sect who couldn't see his disciple injured, so they came to help, so they looked around at the dueling arena, but they didn't find any trace of the power.

Compared with everyone's doubts and shocks, the feminine young man was frightened at this time.

That's right, it's fear. The oppressive force that seemed to come from the soul made him tremble uncontrollably.

Cold sweat had soaked his underwear, and his face had gradually faded from blood to a miserable white.

Sharp-eyed people could clearly see that he was sweating profusely on his forehead.

Seeing this, Gu Muyao put down her hand and exhaled softly, which was relieved.

The girl in the peach pink dress sitting in the audience couldn't help but think proudly, worthy of being the person she fancied.

Glancing at the place where the second floor was covered by a light veil, he could vaguely see a person sitting there, and a trace of disgust crossed his eyes.

Everyone saw that Fu Ling didn't make any movements, but the feminine young man slowly removed his sword, hung his arms, and trembled obviously, as if he was enduring some extremely unbearable pressure.

The time of half a pillar of incense passed, and with a "clang", the long sword in the young man's hand fell to the ground, and his hands trembled so much that he couldn't even hold the sword.

Immediately after that, everyone heard a slightly trembling roar with extreme fear but mixed with unwillingness: "I admit defeat." ”

"Shhhh

There was a gasp in the audience, and I didn't know what the boy had experienced.

Fu Ling slowly opened his eyes, and the feminine young man suddenly felt a strong weakness, his knees were weak, and he landed on one knee, and his hair stuck to his face because of sweat, looking very embarrassed.

Hell knows what he's been through!

He instantly realized that the person in front of him had not moved before, but because he was waiting for him to make a move, and then when he felt that he was about to win, he would deliver the fatal blow.

The person in front of him is afraid that he is a genius who is good at spiritual attacks, this kind of person is the most terrifying, he can kill one quietly, and without revealing the slightest wound, he can directly erase a person's soul from the inside of the body.

He gasped heavily, Fu Ling bent down and whispered in his ear: "Woe comes from the mouth, if it weren't for the wrong time and place now, I would definitely kill you a thousand times in seconds." ”

The feminine young man's body shook, his eyes showed horror, he knew that Fu Ling could definitely do it.

People who are good at psychic attacks are really terrifying!

After it was over, Fu Ling picked up Gu Muyao and left the dueling arena, leaving a feminine young man with a collapsed face and many confused onlookers.

As soon as he walked out of the dueling arena, he met the Fu brothers and sisters and Gu Nan.

"Huh? Sister Yao, Brother Ling, did you also hear the news and came to watch the battle? ”

"Uh......" Gu Muyao looked at Fu Ling and explained with a smile: "It's over." ”

Gu Nan looked regretful, Fu Senqin looked at Gu Muyao, who was sick, and lowered his eyes to cover the darkness.

"By the way, Mu Yao, how is your body ......?"

"Ling, you wait for me!"

When Fu Ling was about to ask Gu Muyao why her body was so weak, a coquettish voice came, and Gu Nan suddenly became excited, and her eyes suddenly became extremely dark.

Fu Ling held her forehead with a headache, why did she still pester him? If you don't use your mental power to destroy the other party's soul and make her stupid, she will be annoyed to death!

Everyone turned around, and Gu Muyao was stunned when she saw the peachy pink figure, it was her!

And when the other party saw her, he obviously slowed down his pace, his eyebrows gradually pulled up, and he restrained his smile, and with every step closer, the breath around him seemed to be colder......