In the evening, Xia Yuqian sat alone at the head of the bed, looking at the dark night and scattered stars outside the window, and thought of Han Lingxiao again. She had obviously seen his name on the entry list, but she hadn't seen anyone else for two days, and when she was waiting, she often heard some gossip that the third young master of Han Fu was afraid of the competition and fled, but Xia Yuqian didn't believe it, although Han Lingxiao didn't care about those things that fought for fame and fortune, but he has always been a person who does what he says, if he signs up for the competition, then he will definitely come.

Xia Yuqian couldn't think of any reason for him to give up the competition unless he suffered some kind of accident......

Thinking of this, she shook her head violently again, stopping her cranky thoughts. Anyway, she believed in Brother Ling Xiao, and he must have his own reasons.

She took out a delicate picture book from under her pillow and gently stroked it with her hand.

The night breeze blew out the candlelight, and Xia Yuqian fell asleep quietly, as if she had returned to Hongshan Village in her dreams......

Nine-year-old Han Lingxiao was practicing his sword the hillside, his mother was mending his clothes in the shade of a tree not far away, and seven-year-old Xia Yuqian squatted on the side and watched him clench the bamboo sword in both hands, making strange noises with force.

"Brother Ling Xiao, what are you doing?" she asked, puzzled.

"I'm practicing internal force transformation!" he tensed, beads of sweat dripping down his body.

"You've been practicing like this for days, aren't you tired?"

"I'm not tired! I'll have to practice!" he said firmly.

Xia Yuqian followed his example, and also picked up a bamboo sword from the ground, gathered the internal force in the palm of his hand, and the bamboo sword flashed with blue light, faintly turning into a blue and white sharp long sword.

"Brother Ling Xiao, look, is that so?" Xia Yuqian looked at Han Lingxiao excitedly with a face holding her sword.

Han Lingxiao looked back, his eyes almost didn't fall, he opened his mouth wide, and looked at Xia Yuqian incredulously.

"How did you learn that?"

"I'll just follow your example. As she spoke, she learned from Han Lingxiao to dance the sword in style.

Han Lingxiao looked at Xia Yuqian, who really looked like a bit of martial arts, so he ran over and praised: "Xiaoqian, you are really amazing, you are simply a martial arts wizard, you must participate in the Fengyun Pavilion Ring Tournament in the future!"

"What race?" Xia Yuqian didn't hear clearly, and asked strangely.

"Wind-Cloud-Pavilion-Ring-Stage-Competition-" Han Lingxiao said loudly word by word, "This is the biggest competition in the Xuan Realm to select talents, it is only held once every five years, as long as you enter the top ten, you can enter the martial arts list!"

"What is the Martial Arts List?"

"It's a very powerful list!"

"Oh, Brother Ling Xiao, shall we participate together then?"

"Okay, let's go together, it's a deal!" he said, holding out his little finger and standing in front of him.

As soon as the word was decided, Xia Yuqian also stretched out her little finger and hooked his finger. Both grinned happily.

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Ziyun Mountain, Sun Moon Pavilion.

Although the night was dark, the old sect leader still sat in the pavilion and closed his eyes and cultivated. He didn't go to Fengyun Pavilion today, but stayed alone in Sun Moon Pavilion for a whole day.

"Sect Master, in this year's ring competition, only Wu Qianyi in Ziyun Mountain entered the top ten. Ling Mu reported to him.

"Hmm. ”

"Except for the Han Mansion, the four major families have not performed well this year, and the other families have players shortlisted, among which the Divine Mansion and the Shogunate Mansion have two finalists each," After hesitating for a while, Ling Mu said again: "This time, the three major families of the Divine Mansion, the Shogunate Mansion and the Xuanwu Tomb Mansion account for five places in the top ten, which shows that the gap between the big forces is still relatively large." ”

The old man didn't speak after hearing this, and after a long time, he asked again, "Has Qianyi rested?"

"She's still practicing. ”

"Let her go back and rest early, and give her all tomorrow." ”

"Yes. After Ling Mu finished speaking, he was just about to retreat, when a strange wind suddenly blew in the air, and the leaves outside the Sun Moon Pavilion were blown down by the wind and scattered beside the old sect master, after a burst of flying leaves, Ling Mu raised his head again, and was surprised to see a red robe quietly standing on a white birch outside the pavilion, holding a white feather fan in front of him.

"Young master?" Ling Mu looked at him incredulously, and then looked at the indifferent old man in surprise, thinking that his old eyes were dizzy, he hurriedly rubbed his eyes with his hands, and then looked up at the white birch, the man in red was really standing there!

"Master! Yes...... It's the young master!" he turned his head with his mouth open, pointed to the man in red on the birch tree with one hand, looked at the old man with an unchanged face in astonishment, and deliberately reminded loudly.

"Are you back?" the old man asked in a flat tone, as if he had not been missing for a long time, but had just gone out for a walk.

"The disciple has not reported for many days after leaving the mountain, which makes the master worried!"

"Do the people who hurt you know you're still alive?" asked the old man bluntly.

"I'm afraid I don't know yet," Chen Kefan sneered, "otherwise they will be disappointed." ”

"Indeed, but it is better that this disappointment will come sooner, and it will also take advantage of it to dampen the spirit of those people. The old man closed his eyes as he spoke, and continued to meditate.

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Xia Yuqian's mood is obviously much better than the previous two days, she has already entered the top ten, and she just needs to do her best in the next games. But she was still worried about the prize money, and wanted to know if there was a connection between the ranking and the amount of the bonus.

Before the start of the game, she ran into Jiang Lan'er again in the waiting area, she had a long white bandage wrapped around her hands, Xia Yuqian also heard about her fight against Yuan Ying in the last game yesterday, so she stepped forward to ask about her injury with some worry.

Jiang Lan'er was still so arrogant, she waved her hand and didn't take the hurt on her hand to heart at all.

The game is about to start, and what everyone is looking forward to the most today is the duel between Xuanwuling Fengchen and Shenyu Xuan, most of the people who came to watch the game have bet on these two people for the first place in the ring match, but they don't want to suddenly have news this morning that these two will fight in advance......

Xia Yuqian found a disciple of Fengyun Pavilion and stepped forward to ask him about the bonus, the man looked at Xia Yuqian with strange eyes, and after a while, he said: "What bonuses, they are all in the top ten, who cares about those things!"

Xia Yuqian was stunned for a moment, and then hurriedly told him about the top ten that she had heard that there were generous bonuses.

"Why haven't I heard about prize money? Oh, it seems that only the first place winner will be given a medal worth 100,000 silver coins every year. ”

Xia Yuqian couldn't believe her ears, if the bonus was fake, then what was the effort she had put in these days? In the end, she still owed a lot of debts that she couldn't pay off......

"Seventy-ninth! Xia Yuqian!" The disciples of Fengyun Pavilion began to take the roll call, and she was the first again.