"Where's Chenyuan?"

Mo Ran cheeks smiled, looking at Jun Chenyuan.

"Number 56."

Jun Chenyuan's gaze fell on Su Sanshan, who was rippling not far away, and disgust flashed in his eyes.

"Chen Yuan's opponent is... Susan Shan? ”

Mo Ran naturally noticed Jun Chenyuan's gaze and was a little surprised. This Susan Shan has studied the art of charm for many years, and her glamour is already famous, no matter how powerful a man is, when he meets Su Sanshan, he is a hero and a sad beauty.

"Yes."

Jun Chenyuan pursed his thin lips, as if he was not in a very good mood.

"I don't know how Chen Yuan will deal with this beauty?"

Mo Ran smiled and joked, but it was rare to see his man's somewhat embarrassed face, and he couldn't help but play with it.

"Dye Er wants to know how I can pass this beauty pass, why don't I go back to the room at night and show it to my wife?"

Jun Chenyuan grabbed the ink-dyed waist and chewed her ears through gritted teeth.

The ink-stained cheeks suddenly turned red, and it was too bad, and it was too much.

"No, no, this beauty is naturally difficult for her husband."

Mo Ran hurriedly softened, if he continued to provoke the fire, maybe Jun Chenyuan would do something in front of this public that would make people blush and heartbeat just thinking about it.

Jun Chenyuan seemed to be very affected by the ink, put the ink dye down, sorted out the clothes that were crumpled by him, and smiled gently.

Wan Qing'er stood not far away and watched the interaction between Mo Ran and Jun Chenyuan, clenched the number plate in her hand, her expression was distorted, and she snorted coldly: "This time, it's cheaper for you." ”

Ink Dye gradually calmed his breath and poked his head towards Lan Roy.

"What about your opponents?"

"An ordinary student, no problem." This is Xia Muyao's voice.

"Ruan family, Ruan Feng." Martial Shengyue rubbed the green jade sword in his hand, and the battle intent in his eyes surged, Ruan Feng was now the junior leader, and he had not had such an opponent for a long time, which made the belligerent factor in Martial Shengyue's whole body boil.

"A ninth-level mage from the Outer Continent." Yan Yan spread his hands, thinking that the strength of the outer continent did not seem to be very strong.

"It's also a seventh-level student." Lan Luoyi flicked her ponytail, among the strength of her companions, she was the weakest, and it seemed that she was going to have to work hard.

"Everyone be careful, the lion fights the rabbit with all your strength, don't underestimate any opponent, I don't want to treat any of you."

Mo Dye clasped his hands to his chest, but his threatening tone made several people feel the concern from Mo Dye.

Jun Chenyuan stood aside and watched, his own dye, he was always unforgiving, but he was very worried in his heart.

Mo Ran smiled, and when he turned his head, he saw that his opponent was looking at him with burning eyes. The corners of the ink-dyed lips were hooked, and the eyes looked back calmly, and the determination under the eyes was clearly visible.

"Gu family, Gu Zhiang."

Jun Chenyuan narrowed his eyes, and the evil qi in his body was about to attack.

"Chen Yuan, I have rarely met a warrior since I grew up, this time, let me have a good understanding of the warrior's ability, junior great martial artist, he is very strong, but don't forget, my strength is not inferior to that of a warrior, if he is too light on the enemy, he will suffer, but he will be the one."

Mo Ran held Jun Chenyuan's hands that were about to attack, chuckled and shook her head, she was very looking forward to Gu Zhiang's ability, other magicians were afraid of the power of the warrior, but she was not afraid.

"Be careful."

"So are you."

The two of them clasped their fingers tightly, but they were envious of everyone.

The afterglow of the ink stain glanced at Liu Qianxue, and it seemed that it didn't match.

"If only I could find someone who loves dyeing like Jun Gongzi in the future."

Lan Luoyi looked at the pair of beautiful people, and his eyes were full of yearning for love.

"Will meet." Xia Muyao seemed to think of something, her eyes dimmed for a moment, and then she rubbed Lan Luoyi's long hair and said lightly.

"Please take a seat with the same number plate."

The loud voice of the sky spread through the corner, and the group of ink dyes stood on the test table according to their numbers, and opposite several people, stood their opponents.

"The conference competes in the elimination and promotion system, and finally determines the leader, the sword has no eyes, life and death are fate, and all ethnic groups must not seek revenge, so far, the conference begins."

Mo Dye was still dressed in white, standing on a high platform, looking at each other calmly with his eyes.

"It's ink dyeing!"

"Mo Dye actually fought against Gu Zhiang at the level of a great martial artist, oh my God."

"No matter how talented you are, a mage will always be the weak side against a warrior."

"It's just..."

"I don't know if ink dyeing can surprise me today......"

There was a lot of discussion below, and Lan Luoyi and the others had just found out that Mo Zhan's opponent was actually a warrior, and they sweated for Mo Dye in their hearts.

Mo Ran just smiled and looked at Gu Zhiang, three thousand green silk was only tied with a hollow carved gold crown, a dark narrow-sleeved python robe, the cuffs were inlaid with embroidered gold thread auspicious clouds, the scarlet and white jade belt around the waist, and the white jade exquisite waist was hung on it, with elegant temperament and compelling bearing.

"In the next place."

Gu Zhiang bowed his hand slightly, but he was polite.

"Ink dye."

"A freshman genius a year ago, now a year later, let me Gu Zhiang see if you are worthy of the name of this genius."

Gu Zhiang held the sword in his hand, pointing directly at the ink dye, and his eyes were full of warlike intent.

"Naturally."

Mo Ran chuckled, his anger sank into the dantian, and his palm ignited with flames.

On this side, the momentum is violent, and the battle situation is about to break out, while on the other side, Jun Chenyuan looked coldly at Su Sanshan in front of him.

Su Shanshan looked at the handsome man in white in front of her, her cheeks flew red, and her heart beat violently, this man had more charm than any man she had ever seen, if she could marry him, it would really be a happy thing.

Thinking of this, Su Shanshan's eyes were rippling, her body was weak and boneless, and her steps were shallow, walking towards the direction of Jun Chenyuan.

"Childe, I don't know Childe's name, Shanshan has never seen such a handsome person as Childe."

Su Shanshan said, her eyes flashed with pink brilliance, and the charm was activated, and the breath around her body seemed to be extremely sweet, making people reluctant to stay away.

"Susan Shan, the lady of the Su family."

"It's so beautiful, this smile will take away the soul."

"That's right......"

"Hmph, isn't it just a fox who uses charm to seduce men."

"It's a good way to seduce men......"

The men and women in the audience were discussing, some admiring, some disdainful, and messy.

Jun Chenyuan looked at Su Shanshan, who was gradually approaching, and his figure did not move at all, but his eyes became more and more cold and piercing as Su Shanshan approached.

Susanshan's eyes were like silk, and she shivered when she looked at Jun Chenyuan's eyes like ten thousand years of ice, but she still suppressed the fear rising in her heart and moved towards Jun Chenyuan.

The afterglow of the ink stained observed Jun Chenyuan's battle platform, watched Su Shanshan gradually approach, and then looked at Jun Chenyuan's increasingly cold eyes, shook his head and chuckled, I just hope that Chen Yuan will not be too ruthless, such a delicate beauty, she is really distressed when she looks at it.

Gu Zhiang looked at Mo Ran's careless appearance, and couldn't help but feel angry.

"Fighting against Gu, I was still in the mood to observe others. Look at the moves, Yinjiao goes to sea! ”

Gu Zhiang was in a hurry, and the Silver Moon Sword in his hand pulled a neat sword flower, and the majestic battle qi attacked the ink dye.

"Tsk, this is so childish."

Mo Ran looked at the menacing silver battle qi, supported the ground with his palms, and turned over neatly to dodge, falling aside. The ability of the junior great martial artist seems to be a little worse.

Mo Ran shook his head secretly and looked at Gu Zhiang's somewhat bruised cheeks.

"No one told you that against the magician, you will lose the battle from afar."

Mo Dye put his hands together, and fireballs were born between his palms, and there was an increasingly fierce posture.

"Burst of Fire."

As soon as Mo Ran sent his hands, a huge fireball quickly flew towards Gu Zhiang.

Gu Zhiang looked at the fireball in front of him and snorted coldly: "The small skill of carving insects is not enough to worry about." "When you speak, you have to hide from it.

Mo Ran looked at Gu Zhiang's cold snort, the corners of his lips were hooked, and he dragged the corners of his eyes with a smile.

"Really?"

As soon as Mo Ran's words fell, the huge fireball instantly divided into countless small fireballs and scattered in all directions, flying around Gu Zhiang, igniting the clothes on his body.

"You!"

Gu Zhiang was extremely angry, and hurriedly picked up the palm wind to slap the flames around him, tossing for a while before extinguishing the flames, the mighty dark python robe had been scorched, and the original color could not be seen, and even the green silk that Gu Zhiang was draped behind was half burned, scattered messily behind him, and the smell of burning filled the surroundings.

"You... Ink dyeing! ”

Gu Zhiang watched himself being played to such an embarrassed appearance, but Mo Ran was dressed in a white shirt, standing on the opposite side with a light smile, his usual coldness had been thrown aside, and he was half dead of anger by Ink, howling regardless of his image.

"Hahaha, it's really rare to see a big brother's gaffe."

Under the high platform, in the Gu family's land, a young man in a blue shirt laughed heartily.

"This girl, it's not simple, Zhiang is not her opponent." The old man sitting on the side touched his beard and smiled lightly, his eldest grandson finally met an opponent, so it was okay.

"Grandpa, how come? Big brother is so powerful. The young man was a little surprised, although the eldest brother was so embarrassed, but in the young man's cognition, against the magician, his eldest brother had never lost.

"You'll understand it when you look at it." The old man was unfathomable, and the eyes that fell on the ink dye shone brightly.

The boy muttered, and his attention turned to the figures of the two on the stage.

Gu Zhiang gradually stabilized his breathing, frowning, how could he be angry when he was provoked by this girl, or uncertain, Gu Zhiang closed his eyes, and the impetuous breath on his body faded.

Mo Ran clasped his hands to his chest, watching the other party's anger dissipate little by little, and looked at Gu Zhiang with some surprise, with a very good heart.

Gu Zhiang opened his eyes, his eyes were like swords, and he locked directly on the ink dye, and the ink dye hooked the corners of his lips, and things seemed to be getting more and more interesting.

Gu Zhiang kicked the ground with one foot, the long sword in his hand pointed directly at the ink dye, and rushed quickly, and the long-range attack was not dominant, so he would fight in close combat.

Mo Ran tilted his head slightly, he still stood on the edge of the high platform, and when he turned his head, Gu Zhiang's long sword was close in front of him.

Mo Ran's waist was weak, his head sideways dodged Gu Zhiang's long sword, his hands held Gu Zhiang's shoulders, his fingers were forceful, with his shoulders as the focus point, a backflip dodged Gu Zhiang's attack, and before landing, his left foot was raised and kicked towards Gu Zhiang's back, trying to kick him off the high platform.

Unexpectedly, Gu Zhiang's long sword was slammed into the ground to stabilize his figure, but he stopped at the edge, the ink stained the ground, and turned to look at Gu Zhiang.

"You've failed, Inkdye."

Gu Zhiang turned around, the battle aura in his hand was great, and he rushed towards Mo Ran, how could Mo Ran show weakness, moved his feet and began to rush towards Gu Zhiang, his palm condensed countless ice blades to disrupt Gu Zhiang's pace, and the two were inseparable.

The audience looked at the action of the ink dye and exclaimed.

"This, ink dyeing is going to have a hard time with Gu Zhiang?"

"The mage's body is known to be weak, and ink dyeing is self-defeating."

"Grandpa, is this girl brainbroken?" The blue-clothed young man opened his mouth and looked at the ink dye scattered around him, rushing all the way towards Gu Zhiang.

The old man didn't speak, just stared at the situation on the stage.

"Compare melee combat with me, Ink Dye, you're too conceited."

Gu Zhiang dodged the ice blades around him, there were already several subtle wounds on his cheeks and body, and his every move was painful, but he ignored it. Looking at the gradual figure of the ink dye, the corners of his mouth cracked into a smile.

"It's not me who is conceited."

When the two met, Mo Ran slightly sideways his head to dodge Gu Zhiang's long sword, but his cheeks were still marked with red marks, his hands formed into fists, and he gathered strength to hit Gu Zhiang's chest hard.

Before Gu Zhiang could react, he was overturned by the huge force in his chest, fell heavily under the high platform, coughed up a mouthful of blood while holding his chest, and the long sword fell and stuck on the ground on the side.