In the competition ring, Qiao Ye, who was ridiculed, still had no change in his complexion.

Listening to Guo Lun's words of "not weaned", Qiao Ye, who has always hated herself for being weak and unable to share it for her mother, showed a maturity that was seriously inconsistent with her age at a young age. Coming out of the trial tower, Qiao Ye even if he was just standing in the ring, he had an aura that could not be ignored.

He also hooked his lips: "The food you have eaten in the past few decades has also been eaten in vain, it's a pity." It's a shame to waste decades of food. ”

Guo Lun's eyes narrowed, and he said angrily: "What are you talking about! You dare to be so arrogant when you come to power, it seems that you are looking for death!"

The corners of Qiao Ye's mouth were hooked, and he had always looked fat and cute in the past, but at this time, there was a faint hint of the evil that his father had shown for a long time: "Isn't it shameful to waste food? Don't you know that many people can't eat enough and sleep warmly now." Iniquity, iniquity. ”

The faces of several inner courtyard disciples changed, and Uncle Xiao was really in the mood, and he could still talk to others about wasting food.

Guo Lun is not a disciple of a rich family, he finally came to the academy with a better talent, and what he hates most is the waste of food of those rich children! Guo Lun's face was gloomy, and his fists were clenched: "Now we are in a martial arts competition!"

"Oh......" Qiao Ye nodded slightly, as if he had finally reacted that he was in the ring now, "It seems that he is really in the ring now." Qiao Ye raised his eyes, and his clear and dark eyes were fixed on Guo Lun.

Being stared at by him like this, Guo Lun didn't know why he only felt the coldness hit him and wrapped him, obviously it was a little milk baby, but it made people feel like they wanted to shiver.

After a few breaths, Guo Lun reacted, his face full of anger! His face suddenly sank: "You! Qiao Ye!"

Qiao Ye raised his eyebrows and plucked his ears: "Yes." Your little uncle and I are not deaf yet, I can hear. ”

Guo Lun's rugged and hideous face was already iron-blue.

The people around gasped. This Qiao Ye, this little genius, this little uncle...... Even if he really had the strength, he wouldn't be stupid enough to provoke someone who was fighting him in the ring.

In this case, a smart person will never anger his opponent, especially when facing a strong enemy, unless he wants to fight to the death and break the net.

Guo Lun was as sharp and sharp as an eagle, and his eyes were full of murderous intent staring at Qiao Ye.

After a while, Guo Lun let out a long laugh: "Okay, take it!" He suddenly changed his hand, the cold light flashed, and the spirit weapon was sacrificed! This is a big knife, a bloodstained dark big knife!

The faces of the people watching the play changed.

This knife is the spiritual weapon that Guo Lun has cultivated after killing countless people! Guo Lun's big knife has been with him for many years of life and death, killing countless spirit masters and demonic beasts, absorbing countless blood, and obtaining the spirit of killing! This sword is not at the level of a spiritual weapon, but its power is enough to look down on all spiritual weapons of the same level, and it can even challenge beyond the level!

Around the ring, everyone seemed to hear the roaring and roaring of the inspired killing spirit in the big knife, struggling to come out bloodthirsty. Some of the surrounding students with low cultivation were even shocked by the killing aura of the big sword!

"What is this!

"This is Senior Brother Guo Lun's spirit weapon! I heard that the spirit in the spirit weapon has been stimulated!"

"Isn't this genius little uncle dead!"

"Isn't that what it means!

“......”

Countless voices came and went.

Guo Lun stared at Qiao Ye coldly with a big knife in his hand, as if he was looking at a dead man.

"Qiao Ye, get ready to take it!"

He wasn't going to kill him, but now ...... Everything has changed!

Not only did he want to kill him, but before he killed him, in front of everyone, he beat him up and cried and begged for mercy! A cold irony flashed in Guo Lun's eyes, how could I, Guo Lun, be afraid at a young age!

With a twist of his wrist, the wind rose as the big knife turned!

The blade glowing with cold light lit up in everyone's eyes, making everyone's hearts tremble.

The big knife became cold and fierce under Guo Lun's swing, and the movement of the blade aroused bursts of spiritual power fluctuations, and it also carried a trace of fierce aura, just like its owner.

Qiao Ye's face condensed slightly, he didn't expect that this Guo Lun had really killed a lot, and an ordinary spiritual weapon was actually doused with blood under his hands.

As a healer, what Qiao Ye hates most is the thick evil aura. He glanced at Guo Lun lightly, and then glanced at the big knife in his hand, and after a short flash, his expression immediately recovered, as if there was no change.

Qiao Ye's reaction was seen by everyone, like a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers. But he didn't bother to look at other people's eyes.

Qiao Ye raised his eyes slightly, thinking about what to use? But except for a wooden sword in his hand, everything else was hidden weapons and poison.

Qiao Ye looked at Guo Lun: "The big knife with the killing spirit is really good. ”

The headless sentence made everyone stunned and a little confused.

At this moment, I saw Qiao Ye's wrist turn, and a perfect arc of light was drawn in the air, and a wooden sword was taken out from the space ring!

Yes, it's a wooden sword!

Everyone was stunned, and there was silence all around. The crowd looked at each other and were speechless.

"Hiss......"

"Is this, Wooden Sword?!" someone in the audience shouted.

Qiao Ye's eyes flashed and he looked at the long sword in his hand. Hey, there's no way, it's better to be able to take out your hand now. This was given to him by his own father. I already knew that I would refine a few handfuls of ǔ qì for myself.

Those inner courtyard disciples of the Refining Academy, when they saw the wooden sword in Qiao Ye's hand, they couldn't help but cover their faces and eyes and couldn't bear to look at the wooden sword. The refiner, but with a wooden sword. Sweat!

Rumble!

A gust of wind rose on the flat ground, and the changes were abrupt. On the grand ring, that small figure with the wooden sword suddenly moved!

Qiao Ye's speed was as fast as lightning, and the wind was moving under his feet, and he disappeared directly from the spot with his body in a flutter, heading straight for Guo Lun on the opposite side!

Everyone around was staring, so fast!

Someone frowned and exclaimed, "The footwork of the Long family!"

Qiao Ye's movements came quickly and suddenly, unexpectedly.

Qiao Ye's sudden attack made Guo Lun stunned, but he quickly reacted. Seeing that figure approaching directly, he suddenly burst out! Staring at the cold but solid ring, he jumped up and dodged directly!

His movements are decisive and crisp, and carry the power of a spirit. When it landed, there was a "bang", as if it could shake the ring!

Compared with Qiao Ye's fast speed, his movements hit the eyes of everyone around him, a representative of strength.

"Good!"

A cheer rang out.

Guo Lun landed steadily, and before he turned around, he was pleasantly applauded by the applause around him. He laughed directly and said: "If you don't have enough strength, you dare to sneak attack! Boy, you're still a little tender when you play sneak attack!" Haha......" When the words fell, he raised the big knife in his hand and turned around and slashed, sharp and full of killing.

Then, Guo Lun's laughter was directly stuck in his throat, and his big knife was also cut to a general pause.