(xi)

When Qiaoye opened her eyes, she was in a full state, and she even had an urge - I can do anything!

She was lying in her gentle arms - Aunt Junlan had not woken up yet. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Qiao Ye smiled evilly, but immediately stopped laughing.

"You've woken up ...... night?"

Her Aunt Junlan was still closing her eyes, but this sentence popped up in the air. Qiaoye knew that Aunt Junlan had actually woken up early.

"Auntie, I remember." Qiao Ye said.

Bai Junlan was a little surprised and said, "Why don't you want to lie in bed today?" ”

Qiao Ye said: "There is a brother's competition today!" ”

Bai Junlan suddenly thought that Xiaoyao said at the dinner table yesterday that today's first and second games would be him.

She immediately hurriedly got dressed with Qiaoye.

Just when she was getting dressed, Qiao Ye suddenly stopped wearing it and looked at Bai Junlan's chest blankly.

Bai Junlan was a little puzzled.

Qiaoye suddenly looked down at his chest...... Then he pouted.

Bai Junlan smiled and said, "You are still young, you will grow up." ”

Qiao Ye said: "Height and chest?

Bai Junlan nodded. Then Qiao Ye also smiled, she trusted her family's words 100%.

…………

When they went downstairs, they saw Hongxuewei, An Fengyi and Linling were already waiting for them.

After they had eaten together and washed up, they walked to the arena at full speed.

(xii)

Makoto martial arts arena, rest area.

Huangfu Qiyun sat in his position uneasily, he was still very nervous, in fact, as long as he participated in the competition, it was impossible not to be nervous. Make good use of this tension in order to achieve better results!

Mo Ming suddenly walked over and sat beside him.

Qi Yun ignored him.

Mo Ming didn't care, he said, "I wish you victory." ”

Qi Yun still ignored him.

Mo Ming said: "I can help you win!" ”

Qi Yun got up suddenly, he glared at him fiercely, and then walked to other places and sat down.

Mo Ming's face was expressionless and did not move. He knew that not all people were Huangfu Qiyun, for example, Shi Zihang.

………………

Seijin Tournament Arena, another rest area.

MEmu used to be excited, but now it's not. When he saw Fan Yao, he was not excited.

Fan Yao's face was very white and haggard.

She walked away. As soon as she got closer, she left again.

Xiaoyao didn't know why it had become like this, he was very sad, he felt that this girl, Liu Mengfanyao, was no longer her friend.

――Maybe she's in a bad mood and wants to be quiet by herself.

Thinking so, he sat down again. But his mood has become bad. He likes to make friends, he doesn't like to lose friends, especially if he doesn't know why.

At this time, Liu Xuan came in. He saw Xiaoyao and Fan Yao almost at the same time. He went to Fan Yao's side first, he didn't dare to get too close, Fan Yao had a phobia of men for all men, except for Xiaoyao. Liu Xuan was standing not far from her, and he saw Fan Yao's strange appearance.

A pale face, a haggard face, and red eyes.

He asked a few words, but he was fooled by Fan Yao. He knew that he couldn't ask anything from Fan Yao, so he walked to Xiaoyao's side.

Liu Xuan asked, "What's wrong with Fan Yao?" ”

Xiaoyao shook his head and said, "I don't know either." I wanted to go over and talk to her and tell her about Qiao Ye, but she always avoided me. ”

Liu Xuan said: "Why is this, you are her friend, she shouldn't be like this." ”

Fan Yao had no friends before, Xiaoyao Qiaoye was her only friend, and Xiaoyao was the only man she was not afraid of, she should cherish it very much!

"I don't know why that's happening!?" Xiaoyao said very honestly: "It's always me who is in a bad mood and in a bad state!" ”

Liu Xuan persuaded: "Let's talk about this when the game is over, you have to deal with the game wholeheartedly!" ”

Xiaoyao took a few deep breaths and said, "I will." ”

But he was still very badly affected, that's for sure.

MEmu really likes friends and values them very much! He doesn't want his friends to leave him!

…………

Tournament platform.

Xiaoyao and Qi Yun stood across from each other.

The audience was crowded, and Xiaoyao saw his family very quickly.

Qiaoye, Linling, Fengyi's mother, Aunt Xuewei, Aunt Junlan.

Seeing them, Xiaoyao felt full of courage and confidence, and Fan Yao's unusual indifference before seemed to have vanished.

At the same time, he also saw the figure of his friend. Shan Yiwei, He Kang, Kang Nianwei.

They're there too, but they're supposed to be here to cheer on Qi Yun......

Xiaoyao looked at Qi Yun and saw that Qi Yun was also looking at the audience and looking at his fellow doorman, with a smile on his face. Suddenly, he looked at himself, still smiling, but this was a completely different smile, Xiaoyao knew that Xiaoyao would definitely do his best.

…………

It's still the old man, it's still the position, it's still the familiar start signal.

"Now, it's time for the game!"

But neither Xiaoyao nor Qi Yun moved. The whole audience was silent!

Both of them slowly drew their swords.

Wooden swords, iron swords!

Xiaoyao slowly urged his own spiritual power, and blue spiritual power appeared on his wooden sword, and those spiritual powers were attached to the sword.

- I see, strengthened!

Qi Yun instantly understood, and at the same time, he was more focused - he dared to do this, which meant that he was full of confidence in his own strength.

He slowly drew his sword. With the same to change!

At the same time, they rushed out together, and between the lightning and flint, their swords collided together, and they were equal to each other, full of strength and weakness.

There were bursts of exclamations from the audience.

"How did the kid do it, his wooden sword turned out to be as hard as an iron sword."

"His strength is still on par with Emperor Fu Qiyun?!"

"What kind of sect is he, it seems that he is younger than Huangfu Qiyun."

"He's a loose cultivator."

"Loose cultivation!? It's so strong, and it will become atmospheric in the future. ”

On the competition platform, after Xiaoyao and Qi Yun were stuck for more than 30 rounds, Qi Yun suddenly seized the opportunity and actually picked up the sword in Xiaoyao's hand into the air. Xiaoyao also leaned back.

Xiaoyao's left foot immediately adjusted to make himself stand firm, and his body also dodged, dodging Qi Yun's sword, and slammed it into his abdomen, Qi Yun's hand almost let go of the sword. Then a few more punches were thrown, Qi Yun was knocked back a few steps, and the sword falling from the sky was also grabbed by Xiaoyao.

He grabbed the gap that Qi Yun had relieved, rushed out, and entangled with it again.

Qi Yun retreated again and again, and he followed up with ease.

But as everyone knows, this is actually a trick by Qi Yun.

Finally, Qi Yun retreated to the edge of the martial arts arena. His plan can also be implemented.

The iron sword wrapped around the wooden sword, and Qi Yun suddenly withdrew, but Xiaoyao fell to the stage due to inertia.

- He's going to lose!

Almost everyone thought so, and Qiao Ye and Lin Ling closed their eyes even more.

But MEmu does not admit defeat!

He increased the output of spiritual power, and the wooden sword suddenly glowed blue.

Rumble!

Xiaoyao slammed his sword to the ground, and with an explosion, he flew up and flew into the air!

Qi Yun fixed his gaze, holding the sword in his backhand, and his own spiritual power was attached to his sword.

Strengthened, Qi Yun will also be strengthened!

He found a good point of focus with his feet - calm down, calm down, calm down......

Now is the time.

Rushing down, Qi Yun swung his sword.

…………

The free wooden sword broke, and he flew out. It slammed into the ground and slid several feet.

He lay on the ground, his hands bleeding and trembling.

Although Qi Yun was out of breath, he was still standing! Still holding a sword in his hand!

…………

"It's all to blame for asking this bastard!" Red Blood Wei stood up, her eyes full of resentment towards Mo Wen and heartache for Xiaoyao. "It's okay to just give Xiaoyao an ordinary sword, if you have to test Xiaoyao, give him a damn wooden sword."

An Fengyi dragged her with her hand and asked her to sit down.

Red Blood Wei said: "Aren't you worried at all!?" ”

An Fengyi didn't speak.

Lin Ling spoke for her, "The game is not over yet, and Xiaoyao has not lost yet." Her eyes were firm, "Xiaoyao is not only a swordsmanship. ”

…………

Xiaoyao stood up strongly, he looked at his hands, which were bleeding from the shock. He clenched his fists and shook his head, his eyes no longer blurry.

Qi Yun looked at him, his heart couldn't help but beat faster, and he practiced the Nine Heavens Sword Technique to the forty-fifth style, this Nine Heavens Forty-five Styles were indeed strong, and they had already competed with his own Langnan Sect Sword Technique. If Xiaoyao practiced to the thirty-sixth style, he might not be able to compare with him in the sword competition.

MEmu has three stunts - sword, fist, and speed.

His sword is gone, but he still has speed and fists!

The game isn't over yet!