"Whether I am a saint or not, it's not up to you, but the three elders, you unite with outsiders to brutalize the disciples of my clan, and when the competition is over, I will settle the matter with you."

Wang Qingxue's tone was cold.

Zhang Donglai shuddered, but his momentum was not weak at all: "Lord Saint, you can eat indiscriminately, but you can't talk nonsense, it's better to show evidence if you say this, otherwise you will be framed." ”

"Third Elder, I'm not in the mood to quarrel with you right now, I'll wait until the tournament is over." Wang Qingxue snorted coldly.

"Hmph, let's see!"

Zhang Donglai also snorted coldly and left with someone.

"Aunt Xue, I see that the third elder is uneasy and kind, and he is attacking you about the dragon leaf quota." Xia Zhilan said worriedly.

Wang Qingxue didn't say anything, but patted the girl's shoulder and said, "The martial arts competition is about to start, prepare well, don't think about anything else." ”

Xia Zhilan opened her mouth, but finally didn't say anything.

just muttered in his heart, for the sake of Long Ye's illusory quota to participate in the war, is it worth it for Aunt Xue to shoulder this responsibility?

If Ryuha can show up and go to war, it will certainly be worth it.

It's a pity, can Dragon Leaf come to war?

I'm afraid it's an unknown whether I'm alive or not.

"Alas......"

Xia Zhilan let out a long sigh, then gathered her mind and began to prepare for the next competition.

Finally, half an hour later, in Wang Qingxue's anxious waiting and ardent expectation, and in the cheers of countless people, the martial arts competition began.

Although the place on the top of this mountain is very large, it is still crowded with people, countless ancient martial arts disciples, squeezed their heads and rushed to the top of the mountain, and at a glance from the stands, all of them were black heads and the noise that went straight to the sky.

In a ring at this time, two figures, a man and a woman, flashed and staggered each other, and the fierce energy fluctuations that burst out between the contact of their palms made the surrounding stands erupt in exclamations from time to time. However, the eyes in those stands, obviously almost half of them, stopped on the shadow of the white dress, the delicate body flickering, light and elegant.

The two figures were staggered again, but Xia Zhilan was sudden, and the strength between her palms erupted, bringing a roar, which was precisely imprinted on the young man's chest, and the strong force directly shocked the opponent to fall under the ring.

"Senior Brother Yu, admit it!" As soon as she repelled the enemy, Xia Zhilan smiled slightly, and bent over at the rather handsome-looking man and made a fussy etiquette.

"Senior Sister Zhilan really deserves to be the most potential genius of the Yungui Wu Clan, I lost." Although he was defeated, the handsome man smiled, and took a deep look at the girl in the white dress who was as refreshing as the valley orchid, and then withdrew freely.

"Xia Zhilan of the Yungui Wu Clan fought against Yu Chengshen of the Cangwu faction, Xia Zhilan won!"

The referee of this ring also announced the result of the battle at random.

This was the first match, and Xia Zhilan easily defeated her opponent, but there was no joy on her face.

A total of tens of thousands of participating disciples have to win eight or nine games in a row before they can reach the top ten.

The further you go, the stronger your opponent will become!

This time, Ryuha can't participate in the battle, she just goes for the championship.

As long as she can win the championship and keep the holy sword, then Aunt Xue's status in the clan will be unshakable. If they fail, the three elders and the gang will definitely take the opportunity to attack Aunt Xue.

At that time, Aunt Xue's situation was extremely dangerous.

Therefore, not only for herself, but also for Aunt Xue, Xia Zhilan can only fight.

At the same time, the remaining ninety-nine rings were also fighting, and the sound of fighting came from each ring, gathering together, more lively than a bazaar.

This first round of the competition will take a long time, and I am afraid that one day will not be enough. Xia Zhilan stood on the stage and watched, turned around and jumped off the ring.

"Zhilan, that's good!" After Xia Zhilan stepped down, Wang Qingxue in the stands waved at her and said with a smile.

"Aunt Xue." Ignoring the blazing gaze around her, Xia Zhilan trotted into the high stands, shouted with a smile, and then turned her gaze to the group of people next to the stands, and said respectfully: "Hello Great Elder, good Elders." ”

The eldest elder in Xia Zhilan's mouth was an old woman with gray hair, carrying a dragon-headed cane. She looked to be seventy or eighty years old, but her spirit was still strong, and her cloudy eyes were shining.

"Zhilan is really getting more and more powerful, even that Yu Chenghui was easily defeated by you, but the old body knows that Yu Chenghui is one of the top ten disciples of the Cangwu Sect. Zhilan, it seems that you have rushed into the top ten, and you are nine out of ten. The Great Elder said with a look of relief.

Xia Zhilan smiled modestly and said, "The Great Elder has won the award." ”

"It's not a prize at all."

The Great Elder waved his hand and said with a smile, "Zhilan, your current cultivation has already reached the ground level, right?" Hehe, a twenty-year-old earth-level martial cultivator, this potential is not to mention in our Yungui Wu Clan, even if you look at the entire ancient martial arts world, it is also a rare existence. ”

The rest of the people also nodded one after another, full of praise for Xia Zhilan.

"The Great Elder and the elders have won the award, they are all taught by the Holy Maiden, and Zhilan's cultivation in the past few years has improved by leaps and bounds." Xia Zhilan looked at Wang Qingxue next to her and said gratefully.

At this time, a yin and yang strange tone sounded, it was the third elder Zhang Donglai.

"Hehe, Zhilan, this has nothing to do with the Holy Maiden. With your cultivation talent, even if any elder is trained, he will progress rapidly, and even be able to win. ”

The Great Elder's eyelids lifted, but he didn't say anything.

As for the battle between the three elders and the Holy Maiden, she felt like a mirror in her heart, but she did not clearly show which side she supported, but remained neutral.

Therefore, her attitude is very crucial, after all, she is the great elder of the Yungui Wu Clan, and her prestige is very high.

Seeing that the Great Elder didn't speak, the Third Elder was even more energetic, and said with a regretful face: "It's a pity, originally our three heroes of the Wu Clan, Mo Wenyu, Xia Zhilan, and Ghost Fang." If all of them participate in the war, then our Wu clan will basically win the championship. It's a pity that the ghost side died unclearly, so that our Wu clan lost a lot of combat power, and the hope of winning the championship was reduced by at least thirty percent. ”

The three elders didn't open which pot to mention, and as soon as the ghost recipe was mentioned, the faces of all the people of the Yungui Wu Clan changed suddenly.

Ghost Fang can be said to be one of the best young people in their tribe, but when he was in Guizhou, he died an unknown death.

In this matter, the saint bears an unshirkable responsibility.

As soon as the three elders said this, many high-ranking members of the Wu clan sighed, lamenting the death of the heart-wrenching ghost. And the people in the camp of the three elders pointed the finger at Wang Qingxue, with a great sense of accountability.

"Ghost Fang's death, I will give you an explanation." Facing everyone's accountability, Wang Qingxue said lightly.

"Confess? How do you explain? Because of your negligence, you caused the ghost side to die, which made our clan lose its top combat power, and the hope of winning the championship was reduced by thirty percent! If the relics change hands, will you be able to afford it? Zhang Donglai pointed at Wang Qingxue and asked angrily.

"I found a replacement for the ghost side, Long Ye, he is even stronger than the ghost side." Wang Qingxue said.

Zhang Donglai suddenly sneered: "Ridiculous, it's really ridiculous, Long Ye is already dead and killed!" No matter how strong he is, what if he can participate in the war? Wang Qingxue, if you have the ability, you can call Long Ye out, let's all take a look! ”

"You-"

Wang Qingxue was speechless.

"Okay, don't make any noise, let's talk about anything when the tournament is over! Arguing here will only make other forces see our Wu clan's jokes! ”

The dragon head crutch in the Great Elder's hand slammed the ground hard.

The Great Elder is still very prestigious, and with such a powerful appearance, everyone in the Wu Clan does not dare to speak out anymore.

Xia Zhilan smiled helplessly, walked over, and stood behind Wang Qingxue. As she walked, the slender and round long legs wrapped in the trouser legs attracted the attention of many young people.

"Aunt Xue, that ...... Hasn't Dragon Leaf come yet? Xia Zhilan glanced at Wang Qingxue, who seemed to be relaxed, but there was a little anxiety between her eyebrows, and asked in a low voice.

"Hmm."

Wang Qingxue sighed lowly, then clasped the jade hand tightly, and muttered, "Is it true that he can't get there?" ”

"Let's hope he'll come." Xia Zhilan bit her red lip lightly and said.

"I hope too...... But now that the conference has begun, I'm afraid it's ......" Wang Qingxue smiled bitterly.

In the whispers of the two, in the ring below, more than a dozen battles ended.

After each ring, there will naturally be new opponents.

At this time, in the ring facing the stands, the referee's voice clearly reached everyone's ears.

"Zhang Hong of the Yungui Wu Clan, fighting against the Yungui Wu Clan...... Dragon Leaf! ”

As the voice on the referee's bench fell, suddenly, eyes fell on the direction where the Yungui Wu Clan was located.

People who don't know the inside story think that this is a civil war of the Yungui Wu clan.

Unfortunately, only a very small number of people know that this is a competition without suspense.

Because Long Ye is dead, he can't play, and the winner must be Zhang Hong of the Yungui Wu Clan.

Zhang Hong, the grandson of the third elder Zhang Donglai, also signed up for the martial arts competition. Zhang Donglai operated in the dark box to make his grandson face Long Ye, a guy who had been killed, in the first round.

In this way, his grandson can move on to the next round without much effort.

At this time, Zhang Hong was quite arrogant, and his eyes were raised to the top of his head.

Before, Long Ye's grip on the iron was shocking to the world, almost scared him to pee, but now he knew that Long Ye was dead, this was a battle without suspense, and it didn't matter how he showed it.

Zhang Honglong walked to the ring with his forehead held high, looked around proudly, and shouted: "Where is Long Ye, dare to fight with me?" ”