Chapter Forty-Four: The White Elf Night Qinghua
Look at the ** standing and slightly higher than the ring, there are a few people above the stage who can see clearly.
For this young man who appeared in the stands with Chiyang Zhenren, people with a heart couldn't help but have questions. Who is this person? Could it be that he is a newly accepted disciple of Chiyang Zhenren. It looks okay on the outside, but I don't know if it's an embroidered pillow.
Huang Fu Xuan, who was talking to Luo Chen, noticed that there were more female disciples in the stands, and one of them had a breath that was not leaking, his eyes were clear, and his expression was cold. Her appearance and temperament are highly consistent with her own white-clothed Senior Sister Ye. Presumably, this woman is the night Qinghua who only saw her back on the day she entered the sect. It's just that she doesn't seem to be curious about her appearance at all.
It seems that my charm is still not enough!
Secretly shook his head. Rounded around. "Senior brother. Why don't you see my eldest brother Xiao Yang and my second brother Zhang Yu on such a lively occasion? They should also meet the conditions of this big competition. ”
"Senior brother, don't worry, Yang'er is already here. It's going to be in the middle of the crowd. This kid has a strong sense of self-esteem, and said that this time he must enter the top ten with his true strength. He also said that this was the first time in 16 years that he had fought for himself! I hope that I, as a master, will be fulfilled!"
"What extent has he reached now, big brother. Presumably, he has put in a lot of effort in the past two months. Is he okay?' Huang Fuxuan knew that with Xiao Yang's character, he would definitely do everything possible to squeeze his potential and prove himself in this rookie competition. It's just that his physical condition is not expected to be much better. The premise that he was safe for two years was that he did not take the initiative to overdraw his vitality. Now it seems that after Dabi, it is necessary to administer needles to it as soon as possible.
"As you say. For two months, Yang'er has been almost sleepless. Stay in the alchemy room all day. Didn't come out once. When you are tired, meditate on the spot and breathe, and when you are hungry, you can eat some dry food prepared in advance. With such a motivated and hard-working disciple, I should be happy. But when I think that he has to work hard to realize his value and prove his existence while fighting the disease, I don't feel good in my heart. “
"Senior brother, you have a deep relationship between master and apprentice, this is a good thing. Although Yang'er is not my apprentice, it is also a happy thing that my Qingyun Sect can have such a disciple who is determined, willing to endure hardships, able to endure hardships, and not afraid of hardships. In time, Yang'er's child will definitely have a great future. Luo Chen said with relief.
"That's it, Second Senior Brother. Xiao Yang Nawa, just like my talented genius apprentice, as long as they are given enough time, they will all occupy a place in this Outer Heaven Continent in the future. Hey, it's strange, why haven't you seen this stinky boy coming?"
At this moment, Qin Yin's deep voice in the ring came.
"During the competition, it is not allowed to intentionally maim and kill the opponent, and those who violate it will be abolished and expelled from Qingyun. Falling out of the ring or falling to the ground is considered a failure. Now, please press the number to take the stage. The race starts now"
There was a commotion under the stands, and some disciples were full of confidence. Some disciples sighed, but no one violated the rules, and in an instant, disciples from No. 1 to No. 2,000 appeared in twenty huge rings, and there were still a lot of open spaces for one hundred people in each ring at the same time.
With Elder Qin Yin's shout, "The game begins," twenty rings started at the same time. That scene was very new to Huangfu Xuan, who had never seen such a scene, and he didn't close his mouth for a long time in surprise.
I saw that the players in the ring were like crazy, attacking when they saw someone, and there was only one thought in their minds, which was to crush the person in front of them and persist until the end. However, in this kind of big melee, this kind of deadly attack is indeed the most wasteful way of physical strength. You don't see, the people who attacked the craziest in the ring just now have now become like lost dogs, and they have no strength to resist wave after wave of attacks. On the contrary, it was those disciples who chose to fight from the beginning, and the more they fought, the more courageous they became. At this time, several rings had been basically emptied, and the few people were also tired and out of breath. There is not much combat power.
Shaoqing, the first set of results is finally out, but the scene seems to be a little miserable. Up and down the ring, there was a mess. Almost all of the disciples who participated in the battle hung their colors. The twenty disciples who were lucky enough to win were also exhausted and embarrassed.
Regardless of the grades of the disciples in the first group, as the first batch of people to take the stage, they undoubtedly gave the disciples who came after them the opportunity to observe and learn. Therefore, after the start of the second group, most of the disciples made a marginalized way of fighting that they thought were clever. However, what they thought was smart this time allowed them to leave the ring faster. Because this time there was a small group battle. I have to say that these disciples of Qingyun Sect still have a lot of talents, and in a hurry, they can still think of one more step. Almost every one of the twenty rings had a small team that picked out the marginalized lone disciples at the beginning of the competition. Obviously, this worked well, as it took less than half the time of the previous group for the small team to be left in the ring. The rest is much simpler, and the leader of the small team is naturally the final winner.
The crowd in the stands saw these two sets of very different ways of playing, and the older man nodded his head and looked young thoughtfully.
"Hey, little junior brother, take a step and say" Huangfu Xuan is thinking about the problem. There was a transmission of Chiyang Zhenren in his ears. The two glanced at each other and came to the back of the stands, muttering in a low voice, Chiyang Zhenren returned with a smile on his face, and this scene happened to be seen by the woman in Tsing Yi who had been paying attention to Huangfu Xuan.
When the two returned to the stands, it was the fourth set.
Huang Fuxuan noticed that the cold beauty named Ye Qinghua was also in the ring.
Seeing the beauties appear in the ring, the atmosphere under the stands suddenly became hot, cheering, shouting, one after another. It seems that the pain I just experienced has also disappeared temporarily due to the appearance of a beautiful woman.
The shouts from the audience did not make Ye Qinghua on the stage throb, and as soon as the game began, Leng Meiren broke out. A white silk shot out of his sleeve at a rapid pace, but all the disciples who touched it felt like they were being pushed to the edge of the ring by an invisible force. The ring where Ye Qinghua is located also has the most followers. I saw that she firmly occupied the position in the center of the ring, and the white silk banner in her hand was flying, and the whole person was like a white elf. What a beautiful picture, seeing such a scene, everyone can't help but have an idea in their hearts that the game will never end, how good it is to let such a beautiful picture stay at this moment forever!