The beauty fan in Yuan Chengzhi's hand fell to the ground unexpectedly, and he walked out of the ring with an ugly face. I don't know if I was angry or injured by the grass.

"You really deserve it." Qin Zi smiled with relief, and watched with satisfaction as the "Yuan Chengzhi" on the big red paper behind the long table was crossed out.

Yuan Yixiao's position was just not far from Qin Zixin, and he obviously heard Qin Zixin's words. The deep sunken eyes looked at Qin Zixin meaningfully,

Now the ring on the left and in the center was already empty, and Qin Zixin couldn't help but smash his tongue and look at the ring on the right where Murong Bing was. Zhuge Yan and Xicao, can they still be said to be human beings? They're too strong to be reliable.

There were also a lot of people gathered under the ring, after all, Murong Bing was the first woman to appear.

She was armed with a willow leaf sword, and she was dressed in dark clothes and hunted and flew in the battle. With the ups and downs of the movements, the air currents rolled to outline her perfect figure, and her cold face was even more captivating to many young knights.

It's just that Jiang Shaojie of the South China Sea faction is not a simple person, he has a pair of huge copper hammers on his back and is tiger in the battle. In the flash of light, he had stood with Murong Bing for nearly a hundred rounds.

Qin Zixin gradually saw the situation of their tricks clearly, it was not that Qin Zixin's martial arts had suddenly improved, but that Murong Bing's figure had slowed down. That Jiang Shaojie's offensive was still extremely ferocious, seemingly relying on brute force but not all on brute force.

"The martial arts of the Nanhai faction have always been based on stability, and Murong Bing, as a woman's martial arts, naturally wins with speed and dexterity, as long as she insists on half a pillar of incense for a long time, there will be a turnaround."

Zhuge Yan saw the look of worry on Qin Zixin's face, and he lowered his throat and explained beside Qin Zixin. Jiang Shaojie consumes a lot of physical strength and true qi every time he makes a move, and if Murong Bing deliberately slows down her body to consume her ability, then she will definitely win.

"I see, I really hope that Sister Murong is a plan."

Qin Zixin breathed a sigh of relief when she heard this, she didn't know that Weishenme Zhuge Yan could see that she couldn't understand these competitions, but if Murong Bing won again, wouldn't Xiaoyao Pavilion get off to a good start?

Zhuge Yan also nodded in agreement, and Ye Rufeng and Lu Han also pinched their sweat and looked nervously at the changes in the ring.

Time passed slowly, and after a short while, Murong Bing's figure suddenly accelerated. Her light body was slightly in the air, and suddenly the sword shadow on the ring turned into a little cold light in the sky, rolling the lifeblood that directly attacked Jiang Shaojie.

Jiang Shaojie obviously exhausted Liliang in the competition just now, and could only barely resist Murong Bing's Willow Leaf Sword. In an instant, he only heard the sound of metal handover, and Jiang Shaojie stepped back and stood in the ring in embarrassment.

Qin Zixin blinked her eyes and looked hard at the ring, if it weren't for the fact that there were so many people around, she would have rubbed her eyes regardless of her image.

Jiang Shaojie's sleeves on the left and right sides have been cut off a lot, and the exposed skin has also left blood marks like willow leaves. Qin Zixin felt a chill in his heart, if he hadn't been so lucky in Xiaoyao Valley at the beginning, he would have left a lot of "willow leaf" scars on his body.

Another loud "Xiaoyao Pavilion wins" made Qin Zixinle's mouth closed, this is a perfect start.

At the moment, there are also many people looking at the seats of the Xiaoyao Pavilion with envy and jealousy.