cpa300_4; Tickets, tickets~~~

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Day 2. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The fighting method between the same door generally only needs to divide the winner and loser, and the point can be stopped, not to mention that the elders of the division are watching from above, no matter whether they win or lose, they must be beautiful to look good.

The competition on the first day is basically like this, because although there are many people, it is carried out quickly, and generally speaking, if there are no accidents, then the second day is basically a performance between the disciples of the true lineage.

There was still a little surprise in yesterday's competition. An ordinary disciple of Qi Yang Peak was unpopular, and it was difficult to solve it with their third senior brother, although he was defeated in the end, but the elders understood that his magic weapon was inferior, and the peak master of Qi Yang Peak not only gave him a sword, but also accepted him as a disciple exceptionally, which made the ordinary disciples present envious.

Xi Mu sat down in his chair and sighed.

Yesterday's competition was not finished until it was dark, and she also stayed on the field until everyone dispersed before returning to the courtyard with Yue Wenlin. The letter she received the day before yesterday made her feel a little uneasy, and she instinctively felt that the owner of the letter must have done something to her, so that she would have those strange feelings every time she passed by.

The man asked her to come over during the big competition, and the incident itself was a little weird, and she couldn't help but think that someone might take the opportunity to make trouble or take advantage of everyone's attention on the big competition, maybe to do something, maybe to find something.

Looking for something?! Xi Muyan sat up from the bed suddenly, and she almost forgot the fragments of that person's mouth when she and Cen Xu met for the first time. Could it be that Cen Xu colluded with outsiders to seize a certain secret book in the sect? Probably not. Cen Xu, as the sect master, studied under the first person in the sect, if it was any secret book, as such a disciple, it was impossible for him not to touch it.

Xi Muyan knocked on her head, she hadn't fallen asleep for half the night, and when she woke up today, she felt no energy, even if she washed her face with cold water, she was still a little sleepy.

The competition will be interesting from today. Obviously, compared to the mess like yesterday, every competition today is under the noses of the elders, and how many catties and taels each person has falls in the eyes of those old guys, but it is really clear at a glance.

Although Jiang He was eager to try to have a good competition with the senior brothers yesterday, but he was unlucky, he couldn't meet the senior brothers at all when he drew lots and ranked, until the last ten places were determined, and he only competed three times with a few ordinary disciples who were completely unpopular, and each time the competition ended within a quarter of an hour, which was not challenging at all.

Today's contest was a complete disrupting of yesterday's grouping, and then the lot was drawn. Poor Comrade Jiang He was too lucky, his senior brother didn't meet it, and he picked out Chen Zongyan, the senior brother of Wuzifeng who has never given anyone favors, that is a well-known cultivation madman, and more importantly, in the last big competition, Jiang He was eliminated in his hands, and he was ravaged at that time.

Xi Muyan didn't know about this matter originally, but unfortunately Jiang He didn't know what a low-key person was, which provoked the third senior brother Weiping, that person narrowed his slender eyes, and used the tone of yin and yang to give Xi Muyan a practical restoration of the battle situation at that time, and the result was that Jiang He was annoyed and didn't know where to go.

There are fewer people here today. Xi Muyan looked at these true disciples next to each other, there are very few female disciples, and there are only four Yue Wenlin, no wonder she can be popular among so many male compatriots, her appearance and temperament are the best choice, and it is said that her strength is also very good.

"How? Is the opponent powerful? ”

Xi Muyan looked at Cen Xu, who came back with a stick, this person was still wearing half of the mask on his face, a white robe, and the hem was still a gorgeous and dazzling Manzhu Sahua.

"Well, it couldn't be better."

Cen Xu curled the corners of his mouth, and the faint lip color shone in the sun, looking very moist and translucent.

Xi Muyan couldn't help but stick out her tongue. Thinking of the face under the mask she had seen before, she felt the urge to go up and touch it. It's not that the heart of lust has an attack, everyone has a love for beauty.

"Who is it, do I know it?"

Since the day before yesterday, Xi Muyan has become famous, although it is not a good name, but he has also met many people, and he has met and talked to the senior brothers of several peaks.

Weiping reached out and took the skewer that Cen Xu was playing with, and then smiled leisurely: "It's the senior brother of Jingwu Peak, it is said that that person has some strength." ”

It turned out to be Han Xin?

"Hey, I really know this senior brother." Xi Muyan smiled proudly and winked at Cen Xu, "It's a coincidence, Second Senior Brother, if you defeat this Senior Brother, you will fall on Qi Yangfeng's face, and the Master will probably be very happy." ”

He Xiuying had formed a bond with the senior brother of Jingwufeng before she apprenticed to the master, and later she succeeded as the sect master, and that senior brother also became the master of Jingwufeng, but that one was narrow-minded and had been singing against He Xiuying, so that the entire sect knew that they were not in harmony, and even the disciples of the two veins were tearing each other down.

At this moment, public hatred and private hatred add up, and there are good shows to watch.

"I heard that he has obtained a new magic weapon, and he wants to make a splash in the big competition, don't be careless."

Senior brother Yue Wenhui, who had been closing his eyes beside him, heard Xi Muyan's words and suddenly spoke.

Hey? Xi Muyan looked at the senior brother and then at the third senior brother who nodded on the side, and looked at Cen Xu suspiciously.

He remembered that when Cen Xu cleaned up Han Xin that night, it was as simple as catching a rabbit, could it be that if he changed a magic weapon, his combat power would rise in a straight line?

"I will, don't worry."

Cen Xu smiled, and didn't say anything about Han Xin's vulnerability, but nodded in agreement.

But when he turned his head, he glanced at Xi Muyan.

Xi Muyan comprehended, raised his eyebrows, and hooked his little finger to Chong Cen Xu without a trace. However, the difference in strength that no one else knows is because this person's strength has grown too fast, or is it because he has concealed his strength?

At this moment when several people were talking, the two people on the stage had already decided the winner. The man in white clothes, white boots and white turban was thrown out of the ring by a stunning woman who was as cold as ice, coughed twice, vomited two mouthfuls of blood in the arms of his junior brother, and fainted.

"Senior sister, are you doing it a little harder, senior brother, he has internal injuries!"

Several people stepped forward, and one of them took out a porcelain bottle from his arms and fed a pill to the injured man, before he frowned and said to the woman on the stage with a reproachful tone.

"Hmph." The woman just snorted coldly, kicked the sword that her opponent had left on the stage, turned around and flew back to her own stands.

The junior brother took the sword and was about to attack, when he saw a figure fly onto the platform.

"If your skills are not as good as others, you have to accept your fate, and it is not a skill to be powerful."

Xi Muyan was eating fruit with his head down, but when he looked up when he heard the words, he couldn't help but be happy. The person on the stage was Han Xin, and it was he who came forward to greet the woman after she flew back to the stands, Xi Muyan was far away just now, and he didn't pay much attention to it, and he was still an admirer of that senior sister.

"What Senior Brother Han said is that if your skills are not as good as others, you have to accept your fate, and you can't just talk about it." Cen Xu put down the teacup in his hand and replied slowly.

Xi Muyan couldn't hold back his laughter. But I didn't expect to be glared at. Ouch, misunderstood.

Cen Xu raised his eyelids, looked at the disciple whose face was flushed, ignored Xi Muyan, just walked forward slowly with his hands behind his back.