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Li Luo smiled, and his beautiful eyes were shining and moist, as if they were about to drip crystals:

"Hee-hee...... It's okay, it's okay! ”

Yanchen raised his eyebrows when he heard this, stared at Li Luo's eyes, and said that he didn't know why, so Li Luo quickly replied:

"The qualifiers used by the master are very few, which proves that the master has not yet reached the state of non-feeling, and if the master uses basically no to describe it - the apprentice will wonder if the master has become a stone, hehe......"

Yanchen did not comment on Li Luo's guess, and only took out the hairpin that was broken by Lu Yuanrong from his arms, and as soon as Li Luo saw the white hosta, he asked with a look of surprise:

"Master, how did you do it?"

Yanchen handed the hosta to Li Luo, who took the hairpin and looked at it carefully, and the more he looked at it, the happier he became—after the white hosta was repaired by Yanchen, it was as if it had not been hit hard. Li Luo also seemed to have regained her beloved thing, and cherished the white hosta that appeared on her head inexplicably.

"There is no sign of damage at all! Thank you, master! ”

Staring at Li Luo's delicate appearance with open eyes and smiling, Yanchen raised his lips and whispered:

"This hairpin will not be easily damaged in the future, it can be kept forever, but you often have to carry it with you, I cast a spell on it, it can protect you at a critical moment."

Yanchen's intention made Li Luo not know what to say, and after being quiet for a long time, Li Luo said:

"The master is too good to the apprentice, and when he can't keep the master in the future, I'm afraid that the apprentice will not get used to the absence of the master around him......"

Yanchen was stunned when he heard this, and then pursed his lips and replied:

"No, it won't."

Li Luo raised his eyes in astonishment, stared at the clear light in Yanchen's eyes, and smiled......

Time flies like a white horse, half a month's time, not long, not short, Liluo is not ready, and it ushered in the day of the festival.

On the day of the festival, the atmosphere of the whole ageless was grand and lively, and the disciples were all gearing up, ready to show their skills in front of the elders, in order to seek favor.

The ancestral hall is located in front of the forbidden land of the ageless, and there is an empty field in front of the forbidden land, and a ring is built to be used as a competition on the day of the festival.

Qing Xuan and the others sat in front of the ancestral hall, facing the ring.

In the first round of the competition, Qingfeng and others bet, and the best ones were selected from the eight disciples such as Qingfeng, which was the competition of the grandchildren of Li Luo and other disciples.

The defenders are served by the people who won the championship in the last session, and Qingfeng naturally stepped into the ring first by Qingfeng, and if there are senior brothers who come to ask for advice.

Fang Zipei has always been a person who is not stage frightened, but he has no utilitarian intentions, in order to warm up the breeze, he is the first to stand up and challenge.

Seeing that it was Fang Zi again, Qingfeng smiled helplessly, and after the two saluted each other, Qingfeng said:

"Zipei, we haven't talked for a long time, it's better to take advantage of today to see if you can grow, so that the master and them can be happy."

Fang Zipei replied with a smile when he heard this:

"Senior brother, you have to be merciful later, I will go through the motions, and my cultivation is naturally inferior to yours."

Fang Zipei never hesitated to appreciate and praise Qingfeng before the big scene, and Qingfeng couldn't laugh or cry about it.

After Qing Xuan announced the start of the first competition, Fang Zipei and Qing Feng each retreated to the very edge of the ring, and the two of them almost pinched the mantra at the same time, and the sword was unsheathed.

Qingfeng and Fang Zi don't have to have physical contact, just stand in place, and use internal force to control the direction and attack of the sword, which can be regarded as a relatively conservative competition mode, and it is not easy to hurt the other party.

I saw that in the center of the ring, two flying swords rose out of thin air, a blue light like a ghost, and a purple light like a cloud.

While Li Luo observed the flying sword, he inadvertently glanced at Qingfeng, since the day she was injured, she had basically not seen Qingfeng's face, although she didn't want to be too suspicious of anything, but she didn't understand why Qingfeng deliberately alienated her.

Sensing the gaze of the audience, Qingfeng glanced in the direction of Li Luo, and with just one glance, Qing Feng saw the sullenness in Li Luo's eyes, and the breeze that lost his mind for a moment made the sword temporarily out of his control, and was almost overwhelmed by Fang Zi.

Fang Zipei saw that Qingfeng had something on his mind, and he didn't want to steal the limelight from Qingfeng, so he hurriedly called:

"Senior brother! What do you think! ”

Qingfeng was summoned back to his senses by Fang Zipei, and then he focused on the competition, Fang Zibei planned to end this battle as soon as possible, so he used his eight success powers, quickly surrounding his fingers, and correspondingly, the sword also circled around the opponent at a low altitude.

But seeing that Fang Zi used his strength to attack, and the sword hit the opponent at the same time, Qingfeng immediately conjured up a spiritual energy barrier, and resisted to the death with Fang Zi's sword qi.

After a moment of confrontation, Qingfeng stomped his feet and pushed his palms, only to see that the sword of the purple glow shook off the attack of the blue sword qi, Fang Zi's sword flew out of the distance, and the Qingfeng sword returned to its sheath, Fang Zibei smiled at Qingfeng, and then withdrew the sword.

"The challenger fails, but the breeze succeeds—"

With Qing Xuan's high-spirited announcement, the female disciples in the audience all worshiped Qingfeng with enthusiasm, and their eyes were full of admiration, especially Sun Miaoyi's gaze, which could be described as fanatical, her eyes looked at Qingfeng on the stage without blinking, and her mind was full of reverie.

"Uncle Qingfeng is amazing! It is estimated that he will win the crown this year! ”

"Uncle Qingfeng has always been the first of the eight great disciples, this competition is simply redundant!"

"Huh! I can't say that-I still remember that Master Qingxuan had made a package ticket--the new Uncle Yanchen, and his cultivation can be above Uncle Qingfeng! ”

"Cut! I don't believe it, Master Qing Xuan said that just to avoid falling into the mouth. Maybe that Uncle Yanchen is the same as Li Luo? It's just a good-looking skin! What's the big deal? ”

……

In just one competition, the atmosphere in the field has been heated up, due to the curiosity and doubts about Yanchen, most of the disciples formed two camps, in fact, they are also very well distinguished, one faction supports Qingfeng to continue to win the championship, and most of the male disciples cheer for them. One faction is optimistic that Yanchen's strength and appearance are on par, and most of them are advocated by female disciples.

Qing Xuan didn't pay attention to the voices in the audience, just because after the last time Lu Yuanrong hurt people, when they faced Yan Chen, it was not as natural as when there was no emergency before. And Yanchen's threat is still fresh in his memory, and he definitely doesn't dare to provoke it again.

Qingfeng waited on the stage, stared at the rest of the junior disciples for a long time, and saw that none of them had the idea of going on stage to fight, so he walked into the ring with the mentality of giving it a try.

Wu Wei looked at the nameless face with a calm face and a brisk pace in front of Qingfeng, his eyes were very pleased, this big disciple - his temperament is becoming more and more stable, which makes him very relieved, and no matter what his cultivation is, this courage to challenge and the mentality of easily responding to the battle are enough to be praised.

After Nameless came to the stage, Qingfeng smiled lightly and greeted:

"Senior brother, please advise—"

The nameless laughed heartily, and then said:

"I don't dare to be, I just want to be on par with my junior brother, please-" (To be continued.) )