"Who's going to win, Qingluan?" Shen Yanmei stared intently at the two people on the field, so powerful... The sword trick was used so smoothly, and there were many moves that she couldn't understand at all, and some of them couldn't see the sword clearly...

Qingluan said very irresponsibly: "Whoever is not nervous will win." ”

"Huh?" Shen Yanmei was stunned for a moment.

"Hmm." Qingluan spread his hands and said that this is the case, the first time to participate in this kind of competition, people will be nervous, but it seems that the timid and shy bull will be more nervous.

The current duel with Mei Xuetian is also based on physical instinct, subconsciously out of the sword.

Soon, under Mei Xuetian's faster and faster swordsmanship, Da Niu gradually couldn't resist and was defeated.

"Admit it."

Mei Xue said lightly, and the long sword was sheathed.

Coming down from the martial arts arena, Qingluan gave her a thumbs up, and when her eyes drooped slightly, she found that her fingers holding the hilt of the sword trembled slightly, obviously not as calm as she had shown.

The next moment, the boring moves resumed.

Shen Yanmei met an outer disciple and won the victory easily.

The little junior sister Su Jiuyue also won, her smile was sweet, which attracted the attention of many people.

When it was the paper kite's turn, she may have been inspired by Qingluan's opponent, and when she went up, she also said softly, "Abstain." Then she ended, her face pale and delicate, like a weak porcelain doll.

The pure and clean eyes are a little confused, and she looks like a thin and gentle, kind, pure and quiet girl.

made many senior brothers who like this type pay attention to her.

Qingluan noticed those wolf-like sights, and couldn't help but sigh, tsk... Pray for yourselves, O beasts! Therefore, you must not only look at the surface when you look at people, the surface of the paper kite is completely false, and you will suffer a big loss!

The outer disciples did not have many outstanding disciples, and the only one who looked good met Mei Xuetian and lost the qualification to continue to compete.

Shen Yanmei lost to an inner boy in the second game.

Qingluan remembered that this somewhat fierce young man seemed to be called Dahu, and she forgot which village she came from.

"It's so boring." Qingluan leaned against the stone wall boredly and yawned lazily. I wanted to close my eyes and sneak up on sleep, but I suddenly felt a sight fall, Qingluan turned his head, and saw the man who looked like an elegant scholar in the chief position not far away.

Seeing Qingluan looking at him, he smiled slightly.

The thin and moderately thick lips and the curvature of the corners of the mouth are very beautiful and perfect curves.

Qingluan was a little surprised, but he also nodded lightly and turned his gaze away.

In the third scene, it was very dramatic that Qingluan met the big tiger.

Shen Yanmei looked excited, and shouted below: "Qingluan beat him!" Avenge me! "Little Meizi, you're really useless!" Qingluan smiled at Shen Yanmei below.

Immediately made Shen Yanmei angry, "Come on, bring my sword!" ”

"I'm going to hack her to death!!"

The big tiger drew his long sword and looked at Qingluan vigilantly.

Heavenly Spirit Root Fire Attribute, Cold Night True Disciple, Qingluan.

A genius who entered the foundation building period in just half a month, and even dared to compete with real people on a cold night, she was a bold girl.

"Please advise." The big tiger was calm, his eyes staring at Qingluan tightly.

Qingluan looked at his stiff and vigilant movements, and suddenly tilted his head, and the silver light in his eyes flashed.

On his pale little face, a bright smile appeared, "Please." ”

As soon as the words fell.

The sword rang out.

The silver flame flashed away.

Suddenly, a bright light pierced through.

The big tiger was staring at Qingluan's movements intently, but in the next second, a flower suddenly appeared in front of him, and he could only see a white expanse, and there was nothing in his field of vision except white. The sound of the wind in my ears stagnated, and the human voice became more and more distant.

It's as if the years have passed.

Wait until the eye has regained vision.

The big tiger was stiff all over, and cold sweat was dripping.

In front of him, Qingluan was very close to him, and his pale fingers hooked a long sword, and when he looked closely, he found that the sword was his own. Bowing his head, only the scabbard remained at his waist.

Dry throat movements.

Cold sweat ran down his cheeks and hit the stone jade plate.