The next day is the day of the competition, the thief God doesn't know if it is a special trip to do it against people, it rains early in the morning, the eaves of red bricks and gray tiles, the raindrops are strung into a rain curtain, ticking down the beams and falling to the ground, converging into a small stream of water, overflowing the toes of the boots, overflowing the corners of the building, dripping on the bluestone road, twelve's trouser legs are wet for half an inch, Lan Xin carefully held an oil umbrella for her by her side, the little milk bag frowned restlessly, found a warm position in Twelve's arms, and fell asleep sideways。

Twelve poked his pink cheeks, and secretly thought, it was difficult for him to get up early in the morning.

Walking out of the post station, there are scarce pedestrians began to walk in the direction of the school field, the school field is the place where the soldiers of the imperial city have practiced over the years, the field is empty, can gather hundreds of thousands of people, located at the foot of a mountain in the west of the imperial city, adjacent to the moat river, there are constantly people and twelve passing by, they are running quickly, as if a little late missed the wonderful time.

Twelve pads the wooden sign in his hand, which is engraved with one hundred and twenty-one, this is her number plate, the rules of the selection competition are very simple, two people in a group of two to play against each other, with the side that surrenders or falls out of the ring as the loser, the winner advances to the next round, until the best three people are selected to go to Qinglong with the royal family to participate in the four countries competition.

The rain swayed with the wind, the sparkling river surface of the moat swayed with layers of fine water lines, the river surface was crystal clear, on the mountain peak on the left, there were countless flags, on which the dragon flew and the phoenix danced with the word "Xuanwu", majestic and majestic.

The sound of drums came from the school grounds, with the battle notes that made people's blood swell, and it seemed that the earth also shook with the sound of the drums.

Twelve is a strong black robe, the waist is wrapped tightly with a silver ribbon at will, the wide sleeves and narrow waist, three thousand green silk are tied into a ponytail at will, the expression is waveless, only a pair of dark eyes, there is a cold light flashing, a cold breath, people retreat, tomorrow night with an umbrella to follow behind, outside the school field, Twelve handed the wooden card to the soldier in charge of guarding, and led the two into the battle arena.

The ring of the four sides is surrounded by a fence, the stands on both sides, the left side is sitting on some dignitaries, they are richly dressed, there is a long case in front of them, there are tea and fruit food on the table, so that the twelve have the illusion that they are watching the monkey show, the stands on the right side are open-air, specially provided for the people, can only sit down more than 2,000 people, into a semi-arc, monopolize one-third of the entire school field, quite a bit like a modern football field, the seats are progressive layer by layer, the most central is the open-air ring, the lower part of the ring is built with stone piers, there are three stone stairs on both sides, the four corners of the ring are inserted with the Xuanwu flag, in the strong wind, the flag flutters and floats the fan, and the drum sound is deafening。

The selection competition has not officially begun, and the participants have entered the school field in an endless stream, some are in groups, some are alone, and some are like twelve, with maids and maids, and the entire school field of about half a cup of tea is almost full of people, densely packed, looking up, it is full of people.

A man dressed as a eunuch walked into the ring with a gong and drum, the gong buzzed, a piercing gong and drum, and the school yard was so quiet that the needle could be heard.

"Everyone gathered here, must be to show their strength, to be able to stand out from their peers, the emperor's grace is vast, today's saint is wise in the month ago issued a list of texts, calling on all the heroes to gather in Beijing, for the next month's four countries competition, as we all know, in the four countries, my Xuanwu country is rich and strong, ......"

Twelve's attention was directly diverted from the words of praise and virtue, she was secretly shocked by the royal family's generosity, just a eunuch who was a master of ceremonies, and he was also a seventh-order martial artist!

"Next, the No. 1 and No. 2 warriors are invited to the stage, and the competition officially begins!" A large number of clichés were finally finished, and as soon as the eunuch struck the gong, everyone's nerves were shocked.

Twelve thought silently, there was only one ring, but there were nearly a thousand people to participate, her number plate was considered to be in the front, standing in the open space far away, and Twelve began to close his eyes and adjust his internal breath.

Lan Xin, who was beside him, exclaimed for the fierce battle in the ring from time to time, and the applause roared, mixed with the sound of confrontation, and the sound was endless.

On the side of the stands, Sima Xiong and Sima Yi sat behind the long case, because Sima Yi's identity was unusual, he was the best among the younger generation, so he was privileged to sit in front of the stands and watch the game.

Those obsessive, amazing sights made the smile on Sima Yi's face brighter and brighter.

"Daughter, this time the future of my Sima family is on you. Sima Xiong said proudly, full of confidence that Sima Yi would be able to rise to the top.

Sima Yi looked confident and said with a smile: "Of course, Daddy, please rest assured, my daughter will not insult the prestige of the Sima family!"

"Brother Sima is really a blessed person," a gorgeously dressed middle-aged man on the side said loudly: "Miss Sima is not only beautiful, but also has an extraordinary identity, this selection competition must be the ability to overwhelm the crowd, at that time, I Xuanwu Kingdom, I still need to rely on Miss Sima to shock the national prestige." ”

Sima Yi's cheeks were hot, and he lowered his head shyly, as if he was a little embarrassed.

Sima Xiong shook his head and said: "Having said that, there is no shortage of masters who came here today, and it is better to be careful in everything." If there was a little less arrogance in his tone, perhaps it would have been a little more convincing.

Sima Yi's gaze swept lightly in the sea of people, and soon found that outside the crowd, in the drizzle, twelve who were standing with Lan Xin, she was dressed in black and cold as ice, and Lan Xin was empty at night within one meter of her, which seemed a little abrupt in the huge school field.

When Sima Yi thought that the killers he had spent a lot of money on had gone and never returned, he secretly gritted his teeth in his heart, but said with a smile on his face: "Daddy, my sister is here too." The green jade finger pointed to Twelve, and she smiled sweetly, "It seems that my sister is also bound to win this trial." ”

"Oh, Second Miss Sima is here too?" The gorgeously dressed man immediately came to be interested, looked up, and a little disdain flashed in his eyes, "Brother Sima really teaches his daughters well, the two daughters are heroes in the world, women don't let their eyebrows be bearded, and even the second miss is also present to help, Brother Sima, what a blessing! He said with an exaggerated smile, Sima Xiong's face sank, and he squeezed out a smile, but when he looked at twelve, his eyes were amazingly sharp.

Why did this wild seed come here?

Sima Xiong gritted his teeth against Twelve, or Sima Ruyi of his predecessor, thinking that he had fought all his life, and finally got the favor of the emperor and became a relative of the royal family, and the second half of his life can be said to be windy and rainy, but he had a little daughter who was not successful, and lost face in front of outsiders, compared with Sima Yi, the former Sima Ruyi was simply sludge on the ground! Sima Xiong regretted that he did not strangle Sima Ruyi with his own hands in infancy!

How dare a waste come here and be embarrassed?

Sima Xiong's heart was full of anger, and his gaze at Twelve became colder and colder.

How could Twelve not feel that piercing gaze? She opened her eyes suddenly, straight to Sima Xiong's fire-breathing eyes, her thin lips slightly curled, and her lips squirmed gently.

A cold and piercing voice suddenly burst into Sima Xiong's ears: "Father, look at how your proudest daughter was trampled under my Sima Ruyi!"

Sima Xiong's face changed suddenly, and he stared at Twelve like a ghost, this ...... This wild species can actually transmit sound into the secret?

Did she really learn to be vindictive?

was shocked, but in an instant, Sima Xiong put his mind at ease, hum, even if she learned to be vindictive, what if she was as vindictive?

Sima Xiong snorted disdainfully, and said to Sima Yi with a sideways look: "Even if you are facing your own sister, you don't have to keep your hands, there is no father and son on the battlefield, you remember!"

These words were exactly what Sima Yi wanted, and she showed hesitation on her face, "This ...... My sister's martial arts skills are not high, if I miss and hurt her......"

"There will inevitably be casualties in the battle, you just have to do it, if you keep your hand today, it will be disrespectful to your sister, understand?" Sima Xiong said in a heartfelt manner, as if he was upright.

Sima Yi lowered her head in frustration, and after a long time, she nodded in response, others only thought she was kind, but they didn't know that at this moment, Sima Yi's heart was already full of beauty, hum! Sima Ruyi, you'd better pray not to face me, otherwise, I will let you be here in full view, embarrassed, and you won't be able to turn over for the rest of your life!

Sima Yi's slightly lowered eyes flashed a dark light of a gloomy owl.

"How many numbers are there?" Twelve took the lead in retracting his gaze, looked sideways at Lan Xin, and asked in a cold voice.

"Sixty-eight, miss, it's almost you. Lan Xin replied obediently, she was very careful to note down the participants, while hoping that the time could pass faster and let the young lady appear, and on the other hand, she hoped that the time could be slower, because she was afraid that the young lady would be defeated, and her mood was very conflicted.

Twelve bent the corners of his mouth, looked at the front of the xiangyou side stand again, the young girl who was sitting next to Sima Xiong obediently, laugh, laugh as much as you want, you won't be able to laugh soon, Sima Yi!

"Sixty-nine, seventy, please. ”

This time there were two teenagers, one was gentle and elegant, wearing a blue brocade robe, holding a bone fan, like a beautiful son, not stained with a bit of worldliness.

One is a tall and strong man with a hammer, with bare sleeves and scaly muscles, which looks very terrifying.

Many women in the school field let out exclamatory sounds, completely fascinated by the demeanor of the young man in blue, for beautiful things, women always lack resistance, but what attracts the twelve is the majestic and awe-inspiring fighting spirit of the young man in blue! The breath between black and white, like the combination of angels and demons, with a slight weirdness, the twelve eyes condensed, and for the first time focused on the ring.

"Wow! It's the eldest son of Yuntianmen, Yun Ruohan!" a startled voice sounded in his ears.

Twelve frowned, Yuntianmen, Shangsanzong, she was high-spirited, staring intently at the blue-clothed young man in the ring in the distance.

Let me see, the three sects that are said to be at the top of the Xuanwu Kingdom have what they are capable of!