"Boom." The thick bell rang, and the second game of the ring competition officially began, and the rules of the competition were very simple, whoever left the ring would lose. The figures of the other three rings have been intertwined, but Ye Xinling and Ye Zi on the Tuxing Sendai did not move.

For example, the ring of the jade building is called the Five Elements Sendai, each ring corresponds to a five-element attribute, Ye Xinling is located in the Tuxing Sendai, the competition begins, the attributes of the ring are also opened, the wind dances wildly in the sand, and then stands there as if standing in the desert, and the yellow sandstorm covers people's eyes.

Ye Xinling squinted, the sand grains hit her face a little painfully, this sand full of eyes is not an illusion, but a real existence. The entire ring is about fifty zhang wide, and there are three small tornadoes whirling in the middle, and if you don't pay attention, you will be swept up by the tornado and thrown out of the ring.

The ring is only wild with wind and sand, but there is no effect outside the ring, and the prohibition imprisons all the wind and sand in the ring.

Ye Xinling's clothes were blown to the sound of hunting, she and Ye Zi were like two statues standing straight, and the other three rings were already hot, and they were still like this.

The audience below was already a little dissatisfied, and the sound of boos and cheers kept coming, brewing the atmosphere that is only done by masters, what are the two yellow-haired girls pretending to be.

Ye Xinling turned a deaf ear, just looked at Ye Zi like that.

At this time, the yellow sand was no longer past the instep of the two of them, Ye Zi bit her lip tightly, she could no longer see Ye Xinling's figure clearly, but that scorching gaze passed through the heavy yellow sand and penetrated her heart.

The sword in Ye Xinling's hand seemed to be inserted into her heart impartially.

She moved her feet, just a small movement, but it revealed the uneasiness in her heart. She was only fourteen years old at all times, and the boos from the audience and the growing tornado put a lot of pressure on her.

She snorted softly, couldn't stand anymore, drew her sword out of her body, and stabbed at Ye Xinling.

Ye Zi and Ye Xinling belong to the same sect, and there are many similarities in the exercises they practice, but some of the exercises are only open to the outstanding children of the clan, and what Ye Zi performed was the eight-grade exercise of the sect "Silent Night Thunder Sword".

As soon as the "Silent Night Thunder Sword" was cast, the sword body was wrapped with extremely fine lightning, and the sword qi rushed out of the sword, making a sound like rolling thunder, which was extremely sharp.

Ye Zi's "Silent Night Thunder Sword" is practiced averagely, otherwise the thunderous sound alone will scare Ye Xinling's mind and take the lead.

At this time, although the thunder was loud, it was far less than the thunder.

Ye Xinling could hide behind the tornado and use the tornado to counteract this move, but she didn't do it, she held her breath in her heart and urgently needed catharsis, so she chose the roughest way.

Beat! Hit directly!

The aura continues to gather, and the three-grade magic weapon is really different, usually Ye Xinling is always cautious when using the green steel sword, for fear that if he is not careful, he will break it if he can't bear it. However, there is no need to worry at all today, even if she breaks through to the late stage of inducing, the sword in her hand can still withstand the impact.

Ye Xinling has never been so full output as now, what she has done before has been so happy, every cell in her body is trembling with excitement, hearty.

"How so?" The blue light on Ye Xinling's sword became brighter and brighter, and Ye Zi stared at her tightly with a pale face.

Wasn't she shocked by her father's spiritual power? Why is this so? Could it be that someone really healed her wounds?

In the stands, Ye Xiangnan stood up all of a sudden, pointed at Ye Xinling's mouth and moved, but he couldn't say a word for a long time.

"Sit down, what a system!" There was a scolding from his side, and the owner of the voice was none other than Ye Zhengchang, the master of the Ye family.

Ye Zhengchang looks like he is in his early forties, wearing a crown of green jade hair, his hair is meticulously combed, his eyebrows and eyes are slender, his thin lips are pursed, and he has a three-inch green beard.

"Daddy......" Ye Xiangnan wanted to say something, but Ye Zhengchang glanced at him and obediently closed his mouth.

Ye Zhengchang twisted his beard and stared at the blue light on Ye Xinling's sword, and his thin lips pursed even tighter. He knew very well what kind of damage that palm had caused to Ye Xinling's body, and if it wasn't for the masters of the Spirit Martial Realm to help her, it would have been impossible to recover in such a short time.

This person's cultivation is at least in the middle stage of the Lingwu Realm, and there are several masters in the early stage of Lingwu in Qingyang County, but there is none in the middle stage of Lingwu!

Who helped her?! What does it have to do with her?! Ye Zhengchang's expression was cloudy.

The wind and sand on the stage are getting bigger and bigger, and the people in the audience can't even see the situation on the stage clearly, but people like Ye Zhengchang can see it clearly.

Ye Xinling had no skill at all, and could even be described by the word "barbaric", she even discarded the sword in her hand after getting close, and smashed Ye Zi directly with her fist.

It's not like it's a competition, it's more like venting.

Yes, vent.

Ye Xinling smashed a fist on Ye Zi's nose bone, only to hear a crisp sound, Ye Zi's nose bone was broken, she took two steps back, tears flew out of her eyes, but Ye Xinling didn't intend to let her go, no matter how she retreated, she bit her tightly, and finally jumped forward to hug her head and beat her fiercely.

Ye Xinling didn't say a word from beginning to end, only one fist after another kept smashing down, and her calm face made the three groups of others feel chills in their hearts.

Ye Zi held his head in his hands and let out a painful snort. "Stop! Don't forget your little uncle. ”

Ye Zi didn't know where Ye Xinling had so much strength, punching to the flesh, and specifically slapping his face.

Ye Zi roared, and Ye Xinling's fist stopped in mid-air.

"Scared?" Ye Zi raised her head proudly, but when she came into contact with Ye Xinling's gaze, her heart swooped out.

Ye Xinling looked scared, there was a faint smile on the corner of her mouth, her clenched fists slowly relaxed, and suddenly, she slapped on Ye Zi's face.

"It's mine."

Ye Zi was stunned, and before she could react, Ye Xinling backhanded again.

"It's Uncle Young's."

Ten bright red palm prints on Ye Zi's face.

"You!" Ye Zi covered her face and stared at Ye Xinling resentfully, and as soon as she said a word, she was covered by Ye Xinling and thrown into the recent tornado.

"Ahh Ye Zi's screams came from the wind. Looking at Ye Xiangnan in the stands, he clenched his fists and glared at Ye Xinling fiercely. If it weren't for the ring competition, he would have rushed up and slashed her with a thousand knives.

The corners of the mouths of the three groups twitched, and even the faces of the other groups changed slightly, Ye Xinling's small body suddenly became tall in their eyes, and even the originally delicate little face seemed to become hideous.

Her ruthlessness, her calmness is not at all like what a fourteen-year-old should have.

Just when everyone thought that this competition was over, an unexpected scene happened. Ye Xinling clapped her hands, picked up the sword thrown aside and pinned it back to her waist, then turned around and stepped out of the ring without hurrying.

The moment she stepped out of the ring, the wind and sand in the sky suddenly stopped, the tornado disappeared, and Ye Zi fell down from mid-air, falling firmly.

After a long time, she got up from the ground trembling slightly, her originally beautiful face was blue and purple, and it was completely swollen into a pig's head, if it weren't for her purple clothes, even her family wouldn't have recognized her.

Boom~ Under the ring, it exploded all of a sudden, and even the judges of the third group were stunned and couldn't speak for a long time.

No one expected Ye Xinling to take the initiative to abstain at this time.

Isn't she already going to win?

Ye Xinling, who was outside the ring, turned her head and smiled softly at Ye Zi, but that smile made her more uncomfortable in Ye Zi's eyes than the two slaps that slapped her, as if to say, "Want to win me?" You can't. ”

Although Ye Zi didn't want to admit it, she had always been afraid of losing to Ye Xinling in the ring, although she was in the ring at this time, Ye Xinling was outside the ring, but she lost, and she lost decently!

On the opposite side of the stands, a young man in a fancy costume looked at Ye Xinling and hooked the corners of his mouth, "Oh? It's kind of interesting. ”

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I went to my grandmother's house during the Dragon Boat Festival, my grandmother is in the countryside, there is no Internet, sorry for making everyone wait for a long time.