Three days passed in a flash, and at the beginning of the morning, a long bell rang through the mountains.

Zhao got up, took care of it, and prepared to go to the drill ground to gather.

After the three bells, the streamer in the sky crossed, and the disciples from all walks of life arrived at the training ground, and Zhao District sat on the white crane that he regretted, and got off the field, and Yue Qingzhen followed.

As soon as he stood still, Zhao felt that more than a dozen eyes looked over, some curious, some wonderful, some surprised, and a little... Killing Intent. She quickly turned her head to look at the unkind gaze.

The man quickly lowered his head and hid in the crowd, walking towards the team of the Sword Pavilion.

"What are you looking at?" The leader was Yan Sixteen, who looked at Zhao District with an unwilling expression, "This time I will let you lose very badly!" ”

Zhao gave her a blank look, and walked to the side of He Zhixi, Yan Sixteen's eyes flashed, frowned, and did not continue to provoke.

It seems that this girl is still a little ashamed.

He regretted not noticing, his eyes staring obsessively at Yue Qingzhi.

"Ahem!" Zhao stood aside and coughed quietly, wanting to wake up this fool, it was really rude to look at other girls like this!

Fortunately, Yue Qingzhen seems to be used to it, and He Xu's gaze is too invasive, as if a cute puppy staring at his beautiful owner is not enough to pose a threat.

I really don't know whether to worry about Yue Qingzhi's EQ or what a pity about my IQ.

………

The vice president stood on the high platform, his eyes swept away, and a faint coercion swept over, and the venue was suddenly quiet.

Everyone waited with bated breath, and Zhao looked up. Waiting for the old men to say something about the scene.

Unexpectedly, the vice president did not have any bureaucratic style at all, and took the list of gray boys beside him. I started to read it.

"In the first battle, Qin Ming of the Formation Pavilion faced Liang An, the Tactical Division."

"......." Did this start, and why did it feel a little sloppy?

All the disciples sat on the ground and silently surrounded a decisive platform, and Zhao District retreated ten meters behind with everyone.

"Hey, isn't that the brother who froze into ice that day?" He said with a smile on the side.

"Liang An?" Zhao asked out loud.

"Yes." He took out a handful of melon seeds from his arms and divided her. "That kid is flamboyant, and it's funny."

Zhao was hesitant to take the melon seeds, after all, it was in such a strict assessment venue.

"Give me some." Yue Qingzhen said sideways. The face is extremely strict.

Such a serious snack... Zhao is kneeling!

He nodded with pity, looked like he was favored by the goddess, and took out a large handful from his arms and sent it to the goddess.

Yue Qingzhen took it without pressure. Slight pressure on the hand. The melon seed shell is all turned into powder, leaving the off-white melon seed flesh, which is held in the palm of the hand, which is enviable.

The goddess's telekinesis is too accurate, Zhao took a look, never forgot it, and began to take the melon seeds in his hand to make a real yàn.

The fight on the stage is very exciting, and the two of you come and go. Fight all the hole cards, and the middle field has been potholed. It was miserable, and sometimes there were light blades shooting around, but they all hit a faint light curtain, and there was no accidental injury.

The skills of the cultivation world are superb, and it's okay to make an enchantment.

Zhao District focused on the goddess of learning to peel the melon seeds, once or twice, the melon seeds in her hand were accurately mastered with her mental power, and the success rate was much greater, and when she raised her head and was about to ask for a little more, her head was a little dizzy.

The whole field was spinning, but in an instant, she understood what was going on.

Improper use of mental power....or exceeding the body's load.

She held her forehead, feeling a little pity for her fragile body.

"Liang Ansheng and the Commander score three points." An old man stood up on the high platform, said loudly, and then recorded the results on a piece of paper on the side.

"In the next game, Sword Pavilion Yan Sixteen will fight against Miluo, the Imperial Spirit Division"

"......." Zhao District glanced at Yan Sixteen's proud appearance when he came to the stage, and sighed.

"A poisonous snake." He said in a low voice, a cold light flashing in his eyes.

"You really want her arm?"

"What I want is not an arm, it's a conscience, the master was kind enough to send water, but he was bitten back, really..."

"She hasn't apologized to us yet." Yue Qingzhen also opened his mouth.

Seeing that the two of them were getting more and more resentful towards Yan Sixteen, Zhao District also added a fire, "Not only that, but he also provoked us just now." ”

"......" The three of them looked at Yan Sixteen on the stage, with a little anger in the depths of their eyes.

"Rank." A voice suddenly sounded beside him, and Zhao turned his head and looked at the person who came, extremely stunned.

Jiang Yunxing sat down with a smile and said, "Long time no see." ”

He regretted looking at Jiang Yunxing, his eyes looked at him for a while, and then he said, "Who are you?" ”

"...... "How much do noble people forget things or do stupid people forget things?" The corners of Jiang Yunxing's mouth stiffened, but he did not speak.

"The second son of the Bianliang Jiang family." Zhao said in a deep voice, "What are you doing?" ”

Her impression of Jiang Yunxing was really not very good, because it would remind her of the unruly princess, and it would also remind her of a night attack that winter.

"Senior Brother Miluo is not her opponent." Jiang Yunxing looked at the one-sided crushing on the stage, and his heart was like pressing a stone.

"Senior brother? Are you from the Imperial Spirit Division? Zhao asked.

Jiang Yun shook his head, "Exactly, may I ask which of the three of you is in charge?" ”

Zhao District looked at Yue Qingzhen with a tacit understanding.

"......." In comparison, the gaze of the three people is much more powerful than that of one person, Yue Qingzhen turned his head in confusion and said softly, "What's wrong?" ”

Jiang Yun was stunned for a moment, looking at Yue Qingzhen, his eyes were a little appreciative.

Pure appreciation for beauty.

"If you have something, just say it." He didn't want to open his mouth nervously, eager to cover his eyes.

"Since the Imperial Spirit Division is led by the three of you, I have a reluctant request."

"Please." Yue Qingzhe's eyes were calm, and he said lightly

"Tomorrow's one, can you let me play?"

Yue Qingzhen frowned, stretched out his hand to reach out to his arm, Jiang Yunxing quickly dodged, but Yue Qingzhe's speed did not know how many times faster than him, a phantom flashed, and his arm was grabbed on Yue Qingzhen's white hand, unable to move.

"....... "What a pity, my eyes are going to be on fire."

Zhao District's eyes couldn't help but light up when he looked at the speed that Yue Qingzhen burst out at that moment.

Fast....it's just too fast.

"Your realm is just contemplation, what qualifications do you have?" Yue Qingzhen put down his hand and said mercilessly.

"I naturally have a way to improve my realm, as long as you are willing to let me participate in actual combat."

Jiang Yun's words were conclusive, and he didn't know where he got his confidence.

"Can the realm grow so fast?" What a pity to say quietly, "When we are stupid." (To be continued......)