Chapter Ninety-Five: Gold and Water Are Hard to Collect
"This competition is over so quickly!" Yuan Yang exclaimed, his eyes were a little straight, but he heard Yan Shanju next to him laugh softly, and said, "If the difference in strength is too great, it will only take a blink of an eye to end the competition." ”
Yuan Yang took a long breath and said, "I always feel that I don't have much hope. ”
"Don't worry about this, like me, I don't practice weekdays, and I haven't won by luck." Yanshanju did not forget to comfort Yuanyang.
Yuan Yang shook his head, his expression still without any confidence, and said arrogantly: "That's you, I'm different." May the Bodhisattva bless me, just don't let me go up and be beaten half to death. ”
Yan Shanju almost laughed, and after looking around, he lowered his head and said to Yuanyang: "Huh? I found that there are very few female disciples on this off-the-throne platform, except for you, Senior Sister Yuanyang, only one is a female disciple. ”
Yuan Yang knew that the other female disciple mentioned by Yan Shanju was referring to Dugu Zisi, and his face sank slightly, and he said angrily: "What's wrong?" ”
Yan Shanju said: "There are many senior brothers and younger brothers here, if you run into them, they will definitely not bully you as a girl." ”
Yuan Yang thought about it, and felt that what Yan Shanju said was quite reasonable, so he nodded, the chief examiner on the stage narrowed his eyes, and looked like he had not woken up, and there were bursts of thunderous applause from the other test tables, Yuan Yang turned his head in surprise, and Yan Shanju said: "I don't know which brother and sister of the test platform won, and they won such a powerful reaction." ”
Yuan Yang gasped, and the atmosphere at this time gave her an invisible sense of tension and oppression.
"Next, the fifth and sixth will start the competition!" The gong sounded again, and the chief examiner of the off-the-table competition table lit a stick of incense, and when a strong wind hit, he saw two male disciples riding flying swords on the field.
The Yunji clothes on his body fluttered in the wind, and the two male disciples looked at each other for a while, but they didn't speak, nor did they move, everyone looked at each other a little, and Yuan Yang also felt strange, so he asked Yanshanju next to him: "Why don't they start yet?" ”
Yan Shanju frowned, touched his chin, thought for a while, and then said, "With my years of experience, I can say ......"
"What?" Yuan Yang was strange again, pricking up his ears and waiting for the words of the mountain residence.
"With my years of experience, I don't know." Yan Shanju shook his head slowly.
Yuan Yang was angry and said, "Remember to finish it once next time you speak!" ”
Yanshanju was deliberately teasing Yuanyang, but he was not unhappy when he heard Yuanyang reprimanding him like this, but nodded obediently and said, "Look, they seem to be about to make a move!" ”
Yuan Yang was stunned, and immediately looked at the stage, only to see the two of them clasping their fists facing each other.
"Shuo Jinfeng Jiang Xiaohe, please give advice to Senior Brother Yue."
The other male disciple smiled and said, "You and I are both disciples of Shuo Jinfeng, but the competition still has to be conducted, and I hope that Senior Brother Jiang should not be rigid and give full play." ”
Jiang Xiao bowed his head, hugged his fist and saluted, and said, "That's nature." ”
The examiner sat aside, snooze from time to time, and said, "If the two of you don't compete again, I'm afraid it's time for a stick of incense." ”
Everyone looked at the burning incense, and saw that it had already burned more than half of it.
Jiang Xiaohe and Yue Shanheng no longer looked at each other, but sacrificed their respective magic weapons one after another, and the light on the stage was shining, and the two began to fight.
Yan Shanju couldn't take his eyes off it, the two disciples of Shuo Jinfeng were competing, and the same series of spells, the moves used by the two were sometimes the same.
"It's hard to collect gold and water!" Yan Shanju's tone became a little excited.
Yuan Yang sighed, she didn't know why Yan Shanju could understand the moves on the stage, and asked at the moment: "Is this trick 'gold water difficult to collect' very powerful?" ”
Yan Shanju was stunned for a long time before he said: "This 'gold water is difficult to collect' is taken from 'covered water is difficult to collect', which is intended to have no place to maneuver after making a move, and the two senior brothers on the stage are urging this move at the moment, I am afraid that both of them will be injured." ”
"Ahh Yuan Yang couldn't help but sweat for the two senior brothers on the stage, raised his eyes and looked at Jiang Xiaohe and Yue Shanheng intently, the long swords in their hands were flashing with golden light, and they were about to attack each other.
The sound of swords on the stage kept coming, the light flashed, Yuan Yang was dazzled, and in less than a moment, he only heard a muffled snort, a man fell to the ground, and Yuan Yang looked at it, only to find that it was Yue Shanheng who fell to the ground and looked painful.
"In this competition, No. 5 Shuo Jinfeng Jiang laughed at He Sheng!" The examiner on the stage said slowly, and Yue Shanheng on the side was also carried down.
"That Senior Brother Yue Shan Hengyue shouldn't be able to die, right?" Yuan Yang's face was a little pale, and he timidly asked the Yanshan Residence beside him.
Yan Shanju hugged his arms, his brows were slightly furrowed, and after a while, he shook his head and said, "Don't worry, you won't die, you can recuperate for a few days at most." ”
Bow your head and try to calm the waves in your heart.
Yuan Yang sighed and looked at the other platforms in the distance, but those platforms were densely surrounded by many disciples, and Yuan Yang couldn't see which disciples were competing on the stage. Now, Yuan Yang really wants to know how the competition of several senior brothers in Aoki Yuan is, if she remembers correctly, Ji Yeli and Qin Tian should be at the top of the number, and I don't know what the results of their competition are.
"Hello? Senior Brother Yan, I heard that you have a few powerful senior brothers from the Fire Tower, isn't that so? Yuan Yang gently poked Yan Shanju's arm at the moment, and became curious.
Yan Shanju nodded and said, "We are far from the disciples of the Fire Tower, and there will naturally be more powerful people than other veins." ”
"I heard that the ones who are powerful from the fire building are Senior Brother Zhou Fangqi, Senior Brother Xu Shuiji, and Senior Brother Murong Jing, you can see if they are on the test platform now." Yuan Yang was worried that he would run into these three disciples of the Lihuo Tower.
Yan Shanju suddenly grinned, knowing that Yuan Yang was afraid of their strength, and said, "Senior Sister Yuan Yang, I have seen it just now, and these three senior brothers are not here." ”
"That's good, that's good, I just hope that this departing No. 11 won't be too ruthless." Yuan Yang said as if deflated.
Yan Shanju saw that Yuan Yang had been hanging in his heart, but he didn't know how to comfort her, and he heard Yuan Yang shake his head and say: "That's it, that's it, if I meet that Dugu Zisi, I won't compare, just admit defeat." ”
Yan Shanju was stunned, and couldn't help but grab Yuan Yang's arm and said, "I haven't tried yet, how can I give up?" Senior Sister Yuanyang, I think you are overly anxious, but in fact, the competition is not as terrible as you think. ”
Yuan Yang listened in a daze, he couldn't come back to his senses for a long time, and the time passed slowly, seeing that the competition between the seventh and eighth disciples was over, and the competition was getting closer and closer. But fortunately, at this moment, Yuan Yang seemed to be in deep thought, and there was no reaction.
Yan Shanju was still curious why she didn't continue to talk about it at the moment, and when she saw that she was thoughtful, he didn't bother her at the moment, but watched the competition on the test table in front of him wholeheartedly.
Yuan Yang has been restraining her nervousness, and in a trance, she suddenly recalled what she had done in Ziyi Cliff this year, this year Yuan Yang was not a mess, she spent time cultivating every day, compared to Yuan Yang who had not yet worshiped the Yunji Sect back then, the current Yuan Yang naturally grew a lot.
From condensing qi to quenching the body, and then to the current realm of imperial treasures, it is easy to say that I also have some cultivation, why is I so unconfident in the face of this selection trial, but a great inferiority?
"Do not be complacent or arrogant in the practice of magic." Suddenly, the words that Ji Yeli had said before swirled in Yuanyang's mind.
Yuan Yang took a deep breath again, and her mood at the moment became a little calmer, she warned herself in her heart, "Yuan Yang, how many times have you said it, don't be presumptuous, why can't you remember?" ”
"Next, please invite Disciple No. 11 and Disciple No. 12 to play!" As soon as the gong sounded, he woke up like a dream.
"Senior Sister Yuanyang, it's your turn." Yan Shanju gently patted Yang Yang on the shoulder.
As if struck by lightning, Yuan Yang looked panicked, and looked at the test bench in front of him in a daze. Shicai was still thinking about being arrogant, and now he was about to play, but he was in a hurry again.
"Sacrifice the flying sword and go up." Yan Shan reminded in a whisper behind him.
Yuan Yang sighed a little stupidly, and immediately sacrificed the Yunsheng sword, collected his mind, the flying sword slowly rose, and Yuan Yang flew to the competition platform.