"I'm coming!" A merry voice arose.

A merry boy, with fluttering clothes, fluttering on the stage, with a pair of hooking eyes and a playful smile.

Lin Xiyu.

"Miss Yun, winning three games in a row without making a single move, it is really admirable. Today's martial arts performance is a grand event of my Qingyun Academy, and I also ask the girl to take off her veil to pay tribute to the spring and perform martial arts? Lin Xiyu said slowly.

As soon as Lin Xiyu's words came out, Yun Lingxiao only felt that most of the audience was faintly agitated, and even the camp of Wuchang Palace exuded a certain atmosphere of impatience.

Gu Yunrong's delicate little face couldn't hide a touch of excitement that flowed out.

Yun Lingxiao faintly felt that something was wrong in his heart, and his eyes swept over Lin Shengqian on the VIP seat.

The dead fat man, with a pair of shrewd eyes, stared at this martial arts platform motionlessly.

Troublesome!

Yun Lingxiao's eyes lit up, and he asked coldly: "Is there a rule for the Spring Leap Competition, but you can't criticize the veil?" ”

"Not yet." Sima Xiang said impartially.

Lin Xiyu, not just thinking about it, was anxious to slap Lu Zhenshan in the face. It's all for selfish gain, a guy who doesn't care about the face of Qingyun Academy!

"If there is no explicit rule, then it will be difficult to obey." Yun Lingxiao said lightly.

There was a collective sense of disappointment in the spectators.

Suddenly, someone shouted, "If you don't lift the veil, who knows if you are in the clouds?" ”

"Yes, yes, how do you know if you are an impostor?" Someone in the audience immediately chimed in.

"Who's to say it isn't? Take off the veil! Suddenly there was a shout from the Phantom Palace.

The disciples in the camp of Luoshui Palace responded rhythmically, "Take off the veil!" ”

"Take off the veil!"

"Take off the veil!"

"Take off the veil!"

...........

Suddenly, most of the disciples on the viewing platform rhythmically resonated, shouting, "Take off the veil!" Take off the veil! Take off the veil! ”

It was the people of Wuchang Palace, and most of the disciples of the camp also participated in the same call.

Yun Lingxiao's face was black, tilting his head to look at Gu Yunrong in the distance, with a thief smile on his face, and suddenly he felt like he was on a thief ship. It's not a problem to take off the veil, the problem is that the dead fat man in the VIP seat is very difficult!

Yun Lingxiao glanced at Lin Xiyu opposite, with a smug smile on his clear face, which was really the same as Gu Yunrong.

I still have to stay in Qingyun City for a while, and if I provoke that dead fat man, the gains outweigh the losses.

Yun Lingxiao was unintentionally entangled, and said lightly, "I admit defeat!" "When I turned around, I wanted to jump off the stage.

Suddenly, an ice shield descended from the sky and stood in front of Yun Lingxiao, blocking her way.

"Even if you admit defeat, please also ask the girl to take off the veil and compete with the Spring Festival." Lin Xiyu said righteously.

Yun Lingxiao looked sideways at Sima Xianghe.

Sima Xianghe waved his sleeves indifferently and took two steps back, although there was no explicit rule that you should not fight under the veil, but what Lin Xiyu said was not unreasonable. came to power like this, and retreated safely after a fight, wouldn't it be cheaper for her?

Yun Lingxiao's face became cold, and the moment he turned around, his eyebrows slightly rose and he asked with an arrogant sneer, "What if I insist on refusing?" ”

"Then offend!"

Lin Xiyu smiled lightly, her slender fingers flew quickly, and the wind suddenly rose, swept towards the clouds, hiding an ice arrow, heading towards her hair.

Yun Lingxiao's body was like a charm, and he disappeared into the wind in an instant.

Lin Xiyu's heart sank, but he underestimated this unlucky girl. It's just that with physical skills, he can practice the speed of being like a charm.

The corners of Lin Xiyu's mouth hooked up a shallow smile, and immediately the spiritual power around his body gathered rapidly, and an ice shield was spread out above his head.

Sure enough, a red afterimage swooped down from the sky.

There is no spiritual power, and he uses the momentum of high-altitude diving, but he has a brain, not like the brute force that Wuchang Palace is used to. It's a pity that in front of his soul law realm, it's still not enough to see.

Lin Xiyu held the ice shield with one hand in his left hand, the tips of his right fingers shone with a rich aura, and the corners of his mouth raised his usual light smile.

Out of the corner of his eye, Yun Lingxiao caught a glimpse of the fingertips glowing under the ice shield and was about to move, smiled coldly, pinched a silver ring in his left hand and quickly buckled it on his middle finger, and was about to end the battle, when he suddenly heard a piercing cry coming from the VIP seat, "Ling Xiao'er, be merciful, that's my son!" ”

Yun Lingxiao slammed to one side, and the fist that fell in the air staggered Lin Xiyu's head, broke through the ice shield, and smashed down on the martial arts stage.

On the stage, smoke and dust billowed out.

There was silence on the viewing platform.

Before the smoke and dust rose, the ice shield condensed from the Soul Law Realm made a cracking sound.

This....... This....... Is this a girl's fist power? Without the use of a trace of aura, relying solely on the impact of physical techniques and dives?

Lin Shengqian crawled through the crowd seat from the VIP seat and came to the martial arts platform.

When the smoke and dust faded, a half-meter-deep pit suddenly appeared on the stage.

"Xi'er, Ling Xiao'er........" Lin Shengqian, who didn't have the slightest cultivation, kept fanning the smoke and dust with his wide sleeves, and finally the smoke and dust dispersed, and there was no one in the pit.

Lin Shengqian looked around with a dusty face, and his old eyes looked around.

"Dad, why did you get up?" Lin Xiyu suddenly appeared beside Lin Shengqian and gently patted him on the shoulder.

Lin Shengqian turned his head suddenly, saw his spotless son, and the two lines of old tears fell down at once, hugging his son and crying bitterly, "I'm scared of your father!" O my son! ”

Lin Xiyu looked at his father's tearful appearance depressedly, in this scene, a little embarrassed, as if it was quite embarrassing.

Yun Lingxiao stood on the pillar of the martial arts arena, with a black line on his face.

She almost scooped the head of Lin Shengqian's dead fat son?

Thankfully, just a little bit! It's really open, and it hurts her purse.

Luck is not counted to the extreme.

Yun Lingxiao was about to jump off the martial arts stage, when suddenly a thousand threads flew around and wrapped around Yun Lingxiao's right wrist.

"If you don't take off your veil, don't want to leave." Lin Xiyu shouted stubbornly.

Yun Lingxiao turned around and stared at Lin Xiyu condescendingly.

Good boy, he looks better than his father, and his skills are better than his father's, but he doesn't have his father's eyesight.

Yun Lingxiao looked back, with a wanton smile on his eyebrows, and raised his right hand. Lin Xiyu was coldly dragged by a thousand threads for two steps.

Lin Xiyu's heart sank, and his spiritual power swam from his fingertips towards the clouds and ice.

Lin Shengqian was shocked, jumped up suddenly, raised his hand, slapped Lin Xiyu's head fiercely, and shouted: "Stinky boy, don't be rude!" ”

Lin Xiyu was stunned by his father, and the neat crown method was scattered a few traces, which was quite embarrassing.

"You didn't take your magic weapon from me yet! Believe it or not, I broke your legs! Lin Shengqian directly lifted his little short leg and kicked at Lin Xiyu's long leg.

Lin Xiyu instinctively dodged, and Lin Shengqian, who had no cultivation, fell into a half-meter-deep pit on the martial arts platform, startling a huge cloud of smoke and dust.

Yun Lingxiao couldn't avoid it, let the smoke and dust choke, sneezed, and the white brocade handkerchief on his face left his face.

Yun Lingxiao scrambled to raise his hand to retrieve it, and he saw a black shadow at the end of his eyes, and with a wave of his hand, the white brocade handpa was like a demon beast with a soul.