After watching Zhang Jie's competition, Nalan Xuan also went around to see the strength of each ring, but after looking around, he found that he didn't particularly care about the opponent, so he returned to the rest area and continued to chat with Xinyue boredly. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

When the two of them were chatting happily, they were interrupted by a fierce shout, Nalan Xuan looked at the stage under curiosity, only to see Liu Yi, who was dressed in white, slowly walking into the ring, with a faint smile on his handsome face, even if Nalan Xuan was a little confident, he was still ashamed of Liu Yi's appearance, and from the cheers from the audience, it could be seen how popular he was among the younger generations of the sect, but in addition to his handsome appearance, the title of the first place on the Silver Moon List was not obtained out of thin air, at this time he looked at his opponent calmly. The female disciples in the audience were already crazy when they saw his smile, and shouted his name hoarsely.

Liu Yi was not affected by the shouts from the audience in the slightest, and he didn't even look at it. On the contrary, Nalan Xuan was a little frightened by this posture, and looked back at Xinyue, only to see her standing there indifferently, looking at the ring where she was about to compete on stage with interest, knowing that she would not be defeated in a hundred battles. Nalan Xuan thought to himself, it was more normal for Yue'er.

Nalan Xuan glanced at Liu Yi's opponent, it was a tall and thin young man, his appearance was not outstanding, and there was no one to cheer for him, it seemed that this person was usually a low-key ascetic person, at this time, he stood there far away because of Liu Yi's strength, mobilized the surrounding wood spiritual power, gathered towards him, and shouted "Thorn Guard", thorns kept growing from the ground, tightly surrounding him, he knew that with Liu Yi's strength, he was not an opponent at all, and he just begged not to lose too ugly.

Liu Yi saw that the opponent was ready and didn't see him make any other moves, just smiled and walked towards the opponent, the man watched Liu Yi walk back and forth step by step, and the thorns guarded around him also retreated with him, until he reached the edge of the ring and could not retreat, the man turned his heart sideways, shouted "crazy growth", and desperately entered his wood spirit power into the thorns, only to see those thorns continue to grow after absorbing the wood spirit power, and they did not stop until they were the thickness of an adult's arm, and the man commanded the thorns to wrap around Liu Yi.

Liu Yi saw these thorns attacking him, changed his previous slow speed, and shuttled among the thorns like arrows, so many thorns were helpless against him. One approached the man, drew the sword and closed the sword only for a moment, after collecting the sword, Liu Yi walked back, just when the disciples in the audience were puzzled, they saw that the man had fallen, the surrounding thorns had disappeared, and the thorn guard in front of him had also disappeared, only the thin wound on his chest showed that he had lost completely. At this time, the audience remembered the fierce applause, and those female disciples shouted his name like crazy, Liu Yi nodded and responded with a smile.

The elders on the stage witnessed all this and praised Liu Yi's strength. Master Mu Feng drank the drunken immortal brew and said to the sect master: "Senior brother, the strength of Master Liu Yi's nephew is still as strong as ever, it seems that he has not been carried away by the first place on the Silver Moon List, presumably he will become the mainstay of the sect in the future, and it seems that no one in the younger generation of disciples can compete with him." Although Mu Feng said this in his mouth, he was still a little uncomfortable in his heart, his apprentice was much stronger than Liu Yi in terms of qualifications, but there was too much difference in cultivation time, if he was given a few more years, he would definitely leave Liu Yi far away.

When the sect master heard Mu Feng say this, he didn't show any expression on his face, and said with a faint smile: "Senior brother, you are also too exalted to him, this kid is okay with everything else, but he is too obsessed with cultivation, and now the competition is only a third of the way, maybe there are hidden masters, just say that your disciple Nalan Xuan is good, he has such cultivation at a young age, and he will be able to soar to the sky in the future." "My son is still very happy to be praised so much, but it's not good to show it. Mu Feng listened to the sect master's words, pouting and noncommittal.

Nalan Xuan stood in the distance and quietly watched Liu Yi's competition, he was really a little surprised by Liu Yi's strength, although he saw Liu Yi's shooting process, but with the sharpness and penetration of the metal, coupled with the spiritual weapon in his hand, he is the son of the sect master, and the level of the spiritual weapon is definitely not low, this power Nalan Xuan is not sure that he will be close to his sword empty-handed. But fortunately, he also has his own hole cards, and if he really wants to fight to decide the winner, he will have to see the real chapter under his hands.

Just when the elders on the stage praised Liu Yi, the referee suddenly said: "No. 11 Mu Xinyue in the No. 3 ring is on stage to compete." As soon as Nalan Xuan heard that it was Xinyue's turn to compete, he hurriedly ran towards her and gave her an encouraging look, after all, this was Xinyue's first actual battle, and Nalan Xuan was still a little worried.

Mu Feng also stopped eating in his hand on the stage at this time, and looked at the No. 3 ring, although as a father, he knew that Xinyue's strength was not bad, but she had not fought in actual combat still made him a little worried. Xinyue walked indifferently and gracefully towards the No. 3 ring under the worried eyes of the two of them.

When Xin Yuelian walked into the ring with a light step, the audience remembered the violent applause. Xinyue is wearing a set of water-green long skirts today, with a goose-yellow skirt tied around her waist, her black hair pinned to the right side by a butterfly-shaped hosta, and her face is not smiling, and her eyes are cold. But even so, the male disciples in the audience were still frantically shouting Xinyue's name to cheer for her. Nalan Xuan was also a little shocked by this posture, the supporters of the sect's Shuanghua Cold Frost Flower Mu Xinyue did not lose to Liu Yi, and it was the first time he found out that Xinyue, a little girl, had such a high popularity. Xinyue was unmoved by the shouts from the audience, still looking at the opponent in front of her indifferently.

Xinyue's opponent is a thin young man, who is quite handsome, and seeing Xinyue is his opponent still makes him a little overwhelmed, it is the first time for him to get in touch with Xinyue so closely, as rumored, as cold and glamorous.

At this time, the man spoke: "Miss Xinyue, it's an honor to meet you, but this time I still trouble you to step down and admit defeat, wait for you to go back to practice for a few years and then come back to compete, after all, your age is still too young." After listening to what the man said, the spectators in the audience were not happy, and shouted for the man to step down and admit defeat.

Xinyue raised her eyes and glanced at him, and said lightly: "You are the first person to see me shoot, but I still have to thank you for your kindness, I don't think you have the ability to hurt me, okay, you better go all out." ”

The man was not pretentious after hearing this, mobilized all his spiritual power, and blessed himself with a sharp alchemy technique, making his speed faster and stronger attack. He quickly appeared in front of Xinyue, stretched out his hand and punched, and when he saw that the fist was about to approach Xinyue, he saw her standing there indifferent, as if she was scared stupid. Mu Feng clenched his fist a little nervously, and when the fist hit Xinyue, the spectators in the audience began to worry about whether Xinyue was injured. The fist easily passed through the body of "Xinyue", "Xinyue" suddenly became a puddle of water, just when the man was looking for Xinyue, Xinyue had appeared behind him, and when the man reacted, he found that it was too late, Xinyue kicked him in the back, the man fell down in pain, but before he landed Xinyue kicked him away with a kick, just like the ball was kicked by Xinyue a little dazed, just when he wanted to fight back, a fist-sized delicate water lotus appeared in front of him, Xinyue Jiao shouted a "blue wave water lotus" exploded, The delicate water lotus burst open, with a strong explosive force, making the man vomit blood and no longer have the strength to fight.

The spectators in the audience were a little stunned, they saw Xinyue shoot for the first time, simple, fast, violent, and when the referee announced Xinyue winning, everyone reacted that Xinyue won.

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