Volume 1 Mottled Teenage Dream Chapter 60 Wake Up
In the dazed darkness, Su Yuan jumped up suddenly, he looked at it and found himself lying on the bed, and everything around him was very familiar.
It turned out to be in the small building where he lived.
He shook his drowsy head, making sure he wasn't dreaming.
Su Yuan jumped down, a huge feeling of fatigue came up, he looked at his body, there was a layer of gauze wrapped around it, he didn't feel too much pain anymore, he removed the gauze, and saw that most of the wounds had healed, and new flesh had grown.
He tried to remember everything that had happened, but his memory was interrupted after the victory over Fang Sheng, except that he felt as if he had slept for a long time, and he didn't know how much time had passed, but he still vaguely remembered that the old man had won the tournament, and he calmed down a little.
Su Yuan randomly found something to eat in his room, and slightly replenished the deficit body.
After feeling much better, Su Yuan opened the door, the sunlight was a little dim, it was already close to evening, it was a little cold outside, he thought about it, found the saber in the room, and flew away in the direction of the Nanfeng martial arts training ground.
In the martial arts field, Pang Jing's opponent is a female disciple of Doufeng, although Doufeng's strength is relatively inferior in the five peaks of Qingyang Academy, that female disciple is also the fifth disciple in Doufeng, but he is also a seed disciple, and his strength cannot be underestimated.
In the face of that graceful and heroic figure, Pang Jing did not have the slightest consciousness of cherishing jade, carrying a long knife and wielding it vigorously on the martial arts field, the huge blade would blow a hurricane every time it was swung, and the power of the blade could be felt outside the martial arts field, and the female disciple who seemed to be a little petite did not flinch, she held a long whip, and walked with a powerful soft force, dissolving Pang Jing's knife strength, only when he clashed head-on with Pang Jing, he would avoid his edge, and after a long time, the two fought a drum.
Pang Jing suddenly slashed his knife at his side, and said calmly: "I want to win this competition, you admit defeat." ”
The female disciple was stunned, "If you want to win, you can defeat me, I will never admit defeat, and you may not be able to win me." ”
Pang Jing said awe-inspiringly: "Do you really think that this is all my strength? I just saw that you were a woman and didn't want to hurt you." ”
The female disciple sneered and replied: "Then I should thank you, if you have the ability, you will use your strength to defeat me, otherwise you are not even as good as a woman"
Pang Jing pursed his lips, and his face seemed to be a little annoyed, "Originally, I didn't want to hurt you, but since that's the case, then don't blame me for being rude." ”
The female disciple's hand shook, the long whip rolled back into her hand, she stared at Pang Jing and said, "Come on." ”
Pang Jing glanced at her, staring at her heroic and soft face, and unconsciously felt a little distracted, the female disciple was stared at by him and her face was slightly red, and her head was slightly tilted to the side.
"Ahem. At this time, the old man, who was the referee of the competition, coughed dryly twice, and glanced at the two of them, and the meaning in his eyes was self-evident.
Pang Jing came back to his senses, straightened his face, and reminded: "Be careful." ”
Pang Jing lifted the knife forward, the wind that rolled up between the long knife danced whirring, and the wind brought up by the blade swept the entire martial arts field, although the power was undiminished, but the disciples who saw it would faintly realize that there was no power but no strength, such as the inferior.
The female disciple seemed to have a cold face, but there was already a slight trance in her heart, and before she could think about it, Pang Jing's offensive had arrived, although she did not hit the key point directly, but it should not be underestimated, she whipped and went forward.
Time passed little by little, but not only did the two people on the martial arts field not distinguish the winner for a long time, but the whole competition process did not even have a little twists and turns, which made the disciples a little boring to watch.
A disciple said, "It's getting dark, I don't know how long they have to fight." ”
"That's it, look at Pang Jing, holding a big knife, it looks very powerful, but it looks like a girl, you see where those two are competing, it's like dancing, if there is someone next to the piano and singing at this moment, it will be more appropriate. One of them echoed with sarcasm.
The disciple next to him burst into laughter.
In Qifeng, Ji Yuan watched this competition with cold eyes, his narrow Danfeng eyes had chills gushing out from time to time, and his body also exuded a compelling cold, making his body seem to be shrouded in a cold.
No disciple wanted to approach him, except for a slender figure with a strong body and limbs.
That person was Fang Sheng, although he looked fine, but his face was a little haggard at this time, his eyes were also dull, and his whole body revealed weakness.
Fang Sheng stared at Pang Jing and said suspiciously: "With Pang Jing's strength, he shouldn't be so restrained, the strength he showed before, even I don't dare to win, although the female disciple of Doufeng is a seed disciple, but her strength is mediocre, and she is definitely not Pang Jing's opponent." ”
Ji Yuan sneered, "Of course that female disciple is not Pang Jing's opponent, it's just that Pang Jing didn't use all his strength. ”
Fang Sheng asked, "Why?"
The chill in Ji Yuan's eyes was even worse, "Can't you see it?" But also, you are a beast, in addition to fighting, where do you know these twists and turns, which will only bring binding feelings. ”
Fang Sheng seemed to understand, "You mean ......?"
Before he finished speaking, he suddenly looked in the direction where Bi Feng's disciple was, and when he saw a young man's figure appear, the gaze in his eyes was fierce and gloomy, and he squinted and said with hatred: "That kid is actually fine." ”
Ji Yuan saw that the person Fang Sheng was referring to was Su Yuan, who had just come to the Nanfeng martial arts training ground.
Ji Yuan's cold meaning had almost overflowed from his eyes, and he said with some surprise: "Your body is far beyond ordinary people because of the power of the star leopard's bloodline, so your injury can heal in less than three days, although the recovery of qi and blood will take some more time, but this recovery ability is no longer comparable to others, and that kid's injury that day is much more serious than yours, and the consumption of breath is not necessarily less than yours, at this time it seems that it is no longer in trouble." ”
Ji Yuan pondered for a moment, "Could it be that the power of his bloodline also has the ability to recover, and it will surpass you?"
Fang Sheng looked surprised, but immediately looked incredulous, and said, "Maybe he took healing herbs." ”
Ji Yuan suddenly laughed, but the smile revealed the cold of choosing people to eat, like a poisonous snake staring at the target, the uncertain bright red letter was ready to launch a deadly attack, he said slowly: "No matter what method he uses, as long as he dares to play in the next game, it will definitely make him unforgettable in this life, and it can be regarded as avenging you." ”
Fang Sheng also chuckled, "Yes, his opponent in the next game will be you, but I don't know if he dares to play." ”
Su Yuan hurried to the martial arts field, just in time to see the competition between Pang Jing and the female disciple of Doufeng, he was stunned for a moment, and after a while, he smiled strangely.
Yuan Xi saw Su Yuan, grabbed him, and then circled around him back and forth twice, staring at his face a few more times, before asking in disbelief, "Are you okay?"
Su Yuan replied: "I'm still a little tired, but it should be fine to rest for a day or two." ”
Yuan Xi nodded, but the look in his eyes was obviously a little questioning.
After a long time, Su Yuan asked, "What stage of the competition is it now, and I have been asleep for a few days?"
Yuan Xi said: "Today is the third day, but that day, after you and Fang Sheng competed, because the martial arts arena was really damaged, the sect master suspended the martial arts competition, and spent two days repairing the martial arts field, and only resumed the competition today." ”
Hearing this, Su Yuan asked a little nervously, "Then the competition between me and Fang Sheng...?"
Su Yuan was a little unsure if the last time he heard the old man's words was his hallucination.
Yuan Xi smiled: "Of course you won." ”
Su Yuan's hanging heart relaxed, and he entered the top fifty of the sect competition as he wished.
Then Yuan Xi said with a worried face: "I have bad news to tell you." ”
Su Yuan saw Yuanxi's solemn face and asked, "What's the matter?"
"Your next opponent is Ji Yuan. ”
"Ji Yuan?" Su Yuan's face froze, but after a moment, he returned to his flatness.
"That's the guy, but you can go up and deal with it and lose it, anyway, you're already in the top fifty. Yuan Xi remembered that Su Yuan was seriously injured in Ji Yuan's hands at that time, and persuaded him.
Although Su Yuan's strength was much stronger than at that time, Yuan Xi didn't think that Su Yuan already had the strength to compete with Ji Yuan.
Su Yuan was silent, but there was no intention of flinching in his eyes.
Yuan Xi saw the change in Su Yuan's face, frowned and asked, "You don't really want to compete with Ji Yuan, do you?" ”
Su Yuan smiled and said ambiguously, "Let's see when the time comes." ”
Yuan Xi was faintly aware of Su Yuan's meaning, and he sighed again and again.
After a while, Su Yuan suddenly asked, "Is the opponent of this competition still selected by the old man?"
Yuan Xi was stunned for a moment, he naturally knew that the old man Su Yuan said was referring to the Kunfeng Hall Master who was dressed in black in the martial arts arena, "Yes, what's wrong." ”
Su Yuan replied: "It's nothing. ”