Quan was disgusted with white clothes, even if his forearm was stained with blood, there was no trace of pain between his eyebrows.

Pei Shu raised his eyebrows and said in a contemptuous tone: "What? Don't you use spells yet? ”

After the observation of these several competitions, Pei Shu can probably guess that Quan Yan should be able to spell, but it should be because of some reason that he can't overuse it now.

Therefore, when competing with others, Quan Yi will deliberately give the opponent the illusion that he can win without spells, and put psychological pressure on the opponent.

The gradual accumulation of such illusions will make others feel that power and anger are almost invincible.

But Pei Shu knew that the power in front of him was not that he didn't want to use spells, but that he couldn't use them.

The corners of his mouth hooked up a chuckle, Pei Shu pinched his fingers and chanted, and the long sword in his hand was attached with a layer of fire.

"Those little tricks of yours can deceive others, but you can't deceive me, Quan, if you don't use spells, you will die under my sword!"

As he spoke, Pei Shu waved the blazing long sword in his hand and rushed towards Quan Yan.

Kwon's expression was cold, and his eyebrows and eyes were indifferent.

The golden burst out in his eyes, and a golden long sword in Quan's right hand suddenly appeared, resisting Pei Shu's attack.

The fire-like flame is attached, and even in the spectator seat, it will feel hot, not to mention the power on the stage.

His eyebrows were cold, his good-looking brows frowned slightly, and a sword blocked Pei Shu, Pei Shu didn't let go, and the two faced each other in the martial arts arena.

Seeing the long sword in Quan's hand, a trace of surprise flashed in Pei Shu's eyes, and he chuckled: "What? Dare to use spells? ”

Kwon looked cold, and used force in his hand to repel Pei Shu.

Pei Shu took a few steps back, his eyes narrowing slightly.

"Quan, don't cower, if you want to win me, take out all your skills! Otherwise, you'll regret it! ”

Quan's eyes finally brought a little impatience, and he said coldly: "This is your tactic?" ”

"What?" Pei Shu raised his eyebrows.

"Nagging is part of your tactics?"

“……”

Knowing that he had been ridiculed, Pei Shu's eyebrows were raised, and he glared at Quan with gritted teeth.

Quan pursed his lips in disgust, and his voice was unwavering: "It's noisy." ”

“……”

Pei Shu was really angry this time, and the injured sword fire was even stronger, he shouted loudly and exerted all his strength towards Quan.

Quan Yan didn't dodge, the golden blade was attached with a layer of turquoise halo, and the entire sword body exuded a cold chill.

Just like that, he attacked Pei Shu.

"Boom—"

There was a loud noise in the arena, and a circle of dust was stirred up around them to drown the two of them.

The monks in the surrounding spectator seats could not see what was happening in the arena at all.

Bai Shi stood on the high viewing platform with a serious expression.

The master told her before, so that she didn't have to worry, he can now use spells proficiently, but Pei Shu is not a fuel-efficient lamp, and Bai Shi can't help but worry about the safety of the master.

The dust on the martial arts arena has not dispersed for a long time.

"I'll go! Is this really just a contest between two beginners?! ”

"The internal strength of these two people is too terrifying!"

"Yes, yes, fortunately, I didn't face the two of them just now, otherwise it wouldn't be dead or alive!"

"Who's to say it isn't!"

……

The crowd was still chattering.

Bai Shi's eyes never left the arena from beginning to end, and she stood on the edge of the fence, her hands clenched into fists.

Suddenly, Bai Shi's eyes finally lit up.

In the martial arts arena, the smoke cleared, only one teenager was standing on the field, and the other had fallen to the ground.

The young man Quan was disgusted with the white-clothed Shengxue, but there was some dirt on his clothes, but he didn't see his embarrassment.

He stood on the stage, with a long body and a straight body, like a god who stood in front of Bai Shi millions of years ago.

Seeing this, Bai Shi's eyes instantly wet.

Without waiting for everyone's reaction, Bai Shi came to the martial arts arena in a flash and hugged Bai Shi in his arms.

"Right to hate, right to hate! You win! ”

Originally, Quan was no longer strong.

Pei Shu's ability is not weak, Quan Yan exhausted all his internal strength, and relied on his firm will to stand to the end.

He was already exhausted.

As long as he falls one step later than his opponent, he has already won.

He originally wanted to fall after Pei Shu.

But he never thought that the girl standing on the viewing platform would come to his side and take him into his arms despite the gaze of so many people.

"Right to hate, right to hate! You win! ”

The girl's voice is delicate, and there is not a little bit of sleepiness left in the accumulation of power.

Is it?

Won.

That's good.

He didn't really have much desire for first place, but Master wanted it, so he brought it to her.

Because the master once took the secret treasure for him by overcoming all difficulties.

From that time on, Quan Yan swore that no matter what the master wanted in the future, he would desperately get it.

Thinking like this, Kwon came out of the girl's arms and knelt reverently in front of her.

"Right ......"

Bai Shi hurriedly wanted to take a step forward and pick up the master!

I'm going to die, and the master actually worships her?!

She's not going to be damned, is she?!

Before Bai Shi could say anything, Quan slammed his head on the ground with a bang.

"The disciple is angry, and he wants to worship the sect master as a teacher, please ask the sect master to take in the disciple and give him advice!"

He won the first place because he wanted everyone to know that his master was the strongest apprentice, and his master was the most powerful master.

Bai Shi reacted and smiled knowingly: "Monk Quan is angry." ”

"The disciple is here."

"From today onwards, this sect master will accept Quan Yan as a closed disciple, in this life and this life, I will release it in vain, and there is only one apprentice in Quan Yan."

In this life and this life, he is the only one.

There is very little comparison mentality.

He is precocious in mind, and he knows better than anyone that comparison is the most useless and naïve psychology.

But for Bai Shi, for Master, he always couldn't help it.

Master said that he would be her only apprentice from now on.

Master is only him.

In this life and this life, there will only be him.

Thinking of this, the corners of Quan's mouth hooked up a gentle smile, the rapid loss of internal force in his body could no longer support it, and Quanyi finally fell peacefully into Bai Shi's arms.

"Quan Hat!"

Before he fell asleep, he heard Bai Shi call him worriedly.

At that time, Quan Yan actually thought badly, if only he could make the master make such a mess, it wouldn't be a bad thing, right?

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When Kwon woke up again, it was already two days later.

He slept for two days, and when he woke up, Master was lying beside him, subconsciously holding his arm.

Master seemed to like to hold his arm.

It was the same last time he was unconscious.

There was an indissoluble tenderness hidden between her eyebrows and eyes, and Quan couldn't bear to disturb Bai Shi, so she let her hold her arm to rest.

From Quan's point of view, he could easily catch the girl's slender eyelashes trembling slightly, and a small mouth chirping, as if she was talking in a dream.

Kwon raised an eyebrow and leaned closer curiously, trying to hear what she was saying.

The voice was too small for Kwon to hear really, but she kept muttering, her brows furrowed.

It's like I'm having some nightmare.