Chapter 39: Zhao Gaoyi

In the ring, both sides of the competition are ready, just waiting for the referee to announce.

Ye Yun was wearing a cyan robe today, although it was a little shabby, it was very neat and clean, and even the worn places on the robe were embroidered with thin stitches A few small flowers. The robe looked very straight on Ye Yun's body, and there was not a trace of wrinkles in sight, and it could be seen that the clothes had been carefully washed.

Ye Yun's family does not live in Tangjiang Town, but in a place called Shaxi about five miles away from the town, because most of the people living in the whole village are surnamed Ye, so it is also called Shaxi Yewu.

Shaxi, although there is a stream in the name, but it is completely short of water against the back of the mountain, and the name Shaxi may be thinking that one day it will be able to have a stream full of mud and sand.

As the saying goes, relying on the mountains to eat the mountains, Shaxi Yewu has relied on the mountains behind it for generations to survive, relying on the prey caught in the mountains to exchange some daily necessities in the Tangjiang market, and the life is poor and simple.

Although the mountains did not bring great wealth to the people of Yeya, they gave the people there flexible bodies and broad minds. In the jungle, they are all agile and walk on the ground. Getting along with people, there is no kind of businessman's smoothness, only the simplicity of the mountain people, and the emphasis is on a mouthful of spit and a nail, and there is one thing to say.

Although the population of the entire Ye House is not large, all of them have the talent for cultivation, although it cannot be said that everyone is very demonic, but it is also above the ordinary level, and Ye Yun is the best among them. Although his family is relatively poor, he has been hunting in the mountains since he was a child to supplement his family, but he has also shown excellent cultivation talent since he was a child, and he was already a ninth-level cultivator before he was sixteen. Last year, when he was just seventeen years old, he was at the pinnacle of his status, and if it weren't for the fact that his mother was seriously ill at that time and couldn't stay away, he would have gone to a higher academy in Kyoto to practice after the New Year. He took a leave of absence to serve his mother at home for a whole year, but Xiu Wei was not pulled down at all, and after returning to the academy, he continued to dominate the first position in the academy's rankings, and now he is even more challenged by everyone with the strength of the second pinnacle of the earth.

Standing opposite Ye Yun was a girl about seventeen years old, wearing a pale green dress, shoulder-length hair, eyebrows and phoenix eyes, and a smile on her slightly round little face revealed two deep dimples. The milky white skin exposed under the neck is like jade and fat, the chest is slightly raised, the waist is thin and the buttocks are cocked, and a pair of slender legs are simply a disaster for the country and the people.

This girl is Yang Xiaoxia, who is ranked seventh in the academy, and is known as the double pearl of the academy together with Wang Xiaoyan. The two are Chunlan Qiuju, and they are equal. If Wang Xiaoyan is as elegant as a spring orchid, then Yang Xiaoxia is as dazzling as an autumn chrysanthemum.

Although the strength of this competition is quite different, it still attracted a large number of spectators to cheer. Two distinct camps were formed under the ring, most of the boys came to cheer for Yang Xiaoxia, and most of the girls were cheering for Ye Yun.

"Senior Sister Yang, I'm offended, please take it. ”

Facing the famous beauties of the academy, Ye Yun did not dare to take the risk of disapproval, and no longer walked into the ring as slowly as he did when he competed with Lu Heping, but as soon as the competition list was announced, he took the first step to make an appointment in the ring to wait for Yang Xiaoxia's arrival. As soon as the referee announced the start of the competition, he politely confessed before drawing his sword.

This sword stab is said to be a move, but it is better to say that it is a trick. The long sword was handed out softly, without a trace of fire, not only was the speed surprisingly slow, but also without a trace of true qi, it was really difficult to resist this sword.

Facing Ye Yun's overtures, Yang Xiaoxia had no appreciation at all. Although she only wanted to resist this fluttering sword, she still took a deep breath as if she was facing a great enemy, and used all the true qi of her body to concentrate on the sword, and the sword body surged with pale golden light under the concentration of true qi.

Yang Xiaoxia held the sword in her right hand and took a small step forward, the tip of the sword swung downward, and the blade of the sword slammed into Ye Yun's long sword.

"Dangchang!"

A crisp sound came from the ring, and under Yang Xiaoxia's full blow, Ye Yun didn't have time to react at all, and the right hand holding the sword couldn't hold the long sword in his hand suddenly, and the long sword came out of his hand and fell on the ring.

"What is this Ye Yun doing here?

If this can win Yang Xiaoxia's favor, then why is she still a famous flower owner? I really don't know what Ye Yun thinks. ”

"This is called falling flowers intentionally, flowing water is ruthless, it seems that Ye Yun's efforts are in vain, and others don't appreciate it at all. ”

Although everyone has a love for beauty, it is still unacceptable for Ye Yun to openly show favor during the competition. If you can successfully win the hearts of beauties, then you can still make a good story, but stealing chickens like this is not a counter-erosion, so that the big guy can't help but complain here.

After shooting down the sword in Ye Yun's hand, Yang Xiaoxia was unforgiving, twisted her waist, moved forward, and stabbed Ye Yun with the long sword in her hand.

After the sword back in his hand was shot down by Yang Xiaoxia, Ye Yun's divine sense changed slightly, and it immediately returned to normal. I hoped that by showing goodwill, I could dance with Yang Xiaoxia for a period of Lang love and concubine Yijian, but Lang was affectionate, and the concubine had no intention, and Ye Yun, who was hit, immediately put his mind on the competition. After facing the competition, Ye Yun at this time revealed the demeanor of the number one master in the academy.

Facing the oncoming long sword, Ye Yun unhurriedly turned his body to the side, his right hand and arm, his five fingers together like the sharp beak of a flying crane, stretched out his forearm, and through Yang Xiaoxia's sword shadow, he used the power of his wrist to point at her right wrist.

"Dangchang!"

The five fingers of Ye Yun's right hand accurately hit Yang Xiaoxia's right wrist, and the sword in her hand also fell to the ground. The two are on the same running line again.

Due to the lack of actual combat experience, after the sword in her hand fell, Yang Xiaoxia was stunned, and felt helpless, and subconsciously wanted to retreat.

Seeing Yang Xiaoxia's helpless appearance, how could Ye Yun waste this opportunity again, he stepped in front of her with one arrow step, and the five fingers of his right hand were directly buckled on Yang Xiaoxia's throat as soon as he loosened, and then his body turned around, and his whole body was close to Yang Xiaoxia's back.

Feeling the heat in her ears, coupled with her throat being tightly held by Ye Yun, Yang Xiaoxia would have no power to fight back, so she had to lower her head, and then raised her hand to admit defeat.

Although there were some waves in the middle of this competition, due to the huge disparity in strength, the results of the competition were still in everyone's expectations.

The next two competitions were also quickly divided, the second Zhu Weifeng against Wang Xiaoyan, although the gap between the two was not as big as the first game, but it only took three moves, Zhu Weifeng defeated Wang Xiaoyan.

In the third match, the contest between the two old rivals, Kang Jian vs. Lu Ming, the two had already competed in the group stage, and this time they met again, Lu Ming was still not strong, and finally lost and retreated.

As soon as the third match ended, the referee in the ring announced that the fourth match would be played by Li Yichen against Zhao Gaoyi.

Zhao Gaoyi Because his father is also a teacher in the academy, it can be said that he stayed in the academy as soon as he was born. Although it is only a first-level cultivation, he has been deliberately cultivated by his father since he was a child, and there are more opportunities to be exposed to it in the academy. If it weren't for the fact that his cultivation was slightly worse, his combat effectiveness in the academy would be able to squeeze into the top three.

As soon as the referee announced the matchup of the competition, he saw a big man running up from under the ring, this fierce man was Zhao Gaoyi, eighteen years old, about one meter eight tall, with an inch head, sword eyebrows, and tiger eyes, and his cheeks were very obvious like knives. Wearing a short-sleeved shoulder, with strong muscles exposed on his arms, and a large ring knife inserted in his back, he looks like a powerful opponent with wide open and closed.