"This girl..."

Seeing her playing style like a thunderous rain of sword intent and sword energy, Jiao Ning couldn't help but shake his head, "Look at it, it's quite quiet, it's really a little bit to fight with a sword." ”

"That's it, I've seen Sister Fang fight several times." Jiao Liguo coiled from Jiang Yun's waist to his neck, and his Jiaolong little head drooped on Jiang Yun's head, as if it was Jiang Yun's hat, "When you cooperate with Jiang Yun, she will restrain herself and protect you next to you to arrange the formation." ”

Jiang Yun nodded perfunctorily and chuckled, but did not respond.

Qingfang in the field moves flexibly, like a white bird as light and dexterous. The only thing that is a little discordant is that her sword intent and sword qi are too heavy to destroy and kill, and her Dao method and fighting style are like Beauty and the Beast. The sword cultivation method is obviously very light and smart, and the trick is a clever word, so that the opponent is tired of coping, and he will eventually find a flaw and kill with a single blow.

But her style of play is like a raptor crossing a river, trying to destroy everything.

Except for Jiang Yun, no one knows her past, and naturally they don't know why she is like this. The scars of her psyche may have long since scabbed, but they will definitely remain in her heart forever, and will remain in the depths of her soul forever unless she can break through herself one day.

After the two of them fought for a while, they suddenly stopped, maybe they were testing before, and now they were going to move seriously.

I saw them standing face to face, their postures upright, their eyes meeting. Suddenly, Qing Fang launched an attack on Pang Feihong, a series of sword rays shot out, Pang Feihong drew his sword with lightning speed to block back, but Qing Fang's sword skills were like a tiger and a tiger, and the continuous sword light continued to hit Pang Feihong's sword, making a crisp sound.

Pang Feihong looked a little struggling, but there was still no tiredness in his eyes, but he became more and more courageous. Just when one of Qing Fang's crazy attacks was about to hit his chest, he actually pulled a sword flower weirdly, and dissolved that sword qi with ease. Qingfang did not give up, and began to concentrate on trying to find Pang Feihong's flaws. Her offensive became more and more aggressive, but Pang Feihong was still like a driftwood, shaking in the storm but still unwavering.

"It's weird." Jiao Liguo said loudly, "I always feel that the old man is almost defeated, but he has not seen the decline for a long time, could it be deliberate?" ”

"Qingfang is afraid that she will lose if she continues like this."

In this short period of time, Qingfang's crazy attack may have suppressed the opponent for a short time, but the way of playing with injuries for injuries met an old ghost who was as immobile as a mountain, which was equivalent to her own efforts to fight, and people basically didn't suffer any injuries.

"If her style remains the same, it will be absolutely difficult to break through." Jiao Ning commented, "Either find a sword move that suits your playing style, or correct your playing style according to the sword move, otherwise it will definitely be difficult to advance an inch." However, her sword path is called Taigu Starlight Kendo, which pays attention to speed, agility, defeating the strong with weakness and overcoming rigidity with softness, which is more suitable for her sword moves. It's strange, if her character has always liked this kind of rage, why did she realize such a dexterous kendo..."

The battle in the arena continued, and after a while, Qingfang began to lose her strength, and her moves were slow to break through the opponent's defenses. The sword in his hand began to slow down, and the fierce attack began to slow down. Pang Feihong finally seized the opportunity, he let out a loud shout, and a powerful sword qi burst out from his body, turning into a silver sword and rushing towards Qing Fang.

Qing Fang's eyes shrunk, not daring to take it lightly, she also showed her own tricks to fight against Pang Feihong's silver sword qi. The two sides each condensed a stalk of spiritual energy to face each other, and for a while, a lot of fluctuations erupted, and the surrounding dust flew up in a circle and spread around. This was a fierce collision of sword qi, flying sand and stones, as if the air seemed to be full of sword intent.

In the attack of both sides, Pang Feihong has always preserved his strength after all, and at this time, he took the opportunity to fight back, one side was in decline, and the other side began to soar, and the result was naturally conceivable. In the end, as Pang Feihong defused Qingfang's offensive, defeated Qingfang with a counterattack, and the tip of the sword cut off a few strands of Qingfang's green silk, the battle finally ended.

"In this game, Pang Feihong won."

The referee shouted.

"Sister Qingfang, it's okay." As soon as he saw Qingfang come out, Jiao Liguo entangled her and comforted her, "That old guy is too cowardly, he didn't move at first, and he has always preserved his strength. ”

"Lack of strength." Qingfang didn't see frustration, but shook her head a little bored.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that she is not bored because she is defeated, but more like she is bored because she has discovered her own problems, but she can't solve them. But more or less there are reasons for failure, after all, I have been preparing for a long time, and I plan to be able to fight or improve one or two after I come, but I didn't expect to lose without gaining anything.

"Your problem is not in the sword, in the heart." Jiao Ning nodded, "It's not that fighting can help you progress, it's your own problem, you can move forward by defeating the demons, otherwise it will be difficult to move forward no matter how much you fight." ”

"Hmm."

Qing Fang nodded, she completely felt a huge flaw in her state of mind after going through this battle, damn Qingwu Sword Sect! Damn the Swordsman Contract! And the most damned... Jin Yibo!

Next, how can I adjust my state of mind?

How easy is it to refine the mind?

"It's over there early?"

At this time, Qingfang looked at the battlefield in the distance curiously, and deliberately changed the topic.

Hearing this, a few people noticed the battlefield next to him, and the young man from the Wild Martial Arts Academy seemed to have easily defeated the people of the Ethereal Immortal Realm's Lotus Heart Sword Sect. The two of them are quite harmonious, and they also greet each other, the Northeast Regions and the Northern Regions have always had a better relationship with the people of the Ethereal Immortal Country, even if it is the Northwest, the relationship with the Ethereal Immortal Kingdom is not too bad, and the two sides come and go to the cultivators.

Therefore, it was not surprising that the people of the Wild Martial War Academy and the people of the Ethereal Immortal Realm Lotus Heart Sword Sect had a good conversation.

Soon, the first round of the competition ended.

"More than 1,000 matches in the first round are over, and the respective winners are now on record." Jiang Shanyi from the center island made another voice, "Next, please follow the guidance of everyone in the second round to enter the competition venue." ”

The guide is a series of signs, what number to go to that island, where are the coordinates of the island.

"Let's see."

Jiao Ning was interested in planning to wait and see for a while, according to his words, he came here, and he couldn't really leave after losing the preliminary round, and watching other people's battles might also be an inspiration for Qingfang. They deliberately leaned towards the central island, after all, the closer to the center, the stronger the strength.

Therefore, the defeat in the first battle does not mean how weak Qing Fang is, after all, the large islands on the periphery are still sword cultivators in the Jindan period.

What's interesting is that Tong Meixue still followed from afar, as if she was extremely interested in Qingfang, and whenever Jiang Yun looked at her, she would receive the other party's charming smile and licking her lips to tease, and even throw two winks.

Hum.

Lao Tzu has Liu Yiyi in his heart, you are just a pink skeleton!

I am a righteous man and a gentleman, even if you are bigger than Yiyi, you are just a charming and cheap thing, a vulgar thing, and you can't shake Yiyi at all.

The players of the second game quickly entered the battlefield, they were watching a place relatively close to the central archipelago at this time, there was no way, the central islands could not be squeezed into it at all, there were too many people, and there were not only countless ships watching the battle on the dense lake, but even the innate monks in the air were floating in a large area.

They weren't happy to squeeze it, so they chose a place a little further inside than just now to watch the battle.

"It's the people of the Martial Arts Academy again." Jiang Yun was surprised, he didn't expect that this time they were watching the battle from another Crazy Martial Arts Academy, listening to what the referee said, its name should be called... Feng Kai.

"It looks amazing."

After Feng Kai came in, he stood on the spot with his arms crossed over his chest, closed his eyes and recuperated, ignoring everything around him.

"There should be such a bull's confidence." Jiang Yun watched his contestant enter, this was a disciple of the Indi Realm Sorrowful Sword Sect, who was quite polite, and came up and bowed to the referee and opponent with a smile.

The referee was obviously very satisfied with the young man's understanding of etiquette, and smiled and motioned for the two to close their eyes and recuperate.

"Hey, sister." Jiao Liguo couldn't understand the sword cultivation competition, so Qingfang's competition was willing to take a serious look. Although the two of them are now famous disciples, there will definitely be a big battle later, but it still doesn't have much interest, but talks to Tong Meixue on the side, "You dress so temptingly, what if you meet a bad guy?" I don't mean anything else, I just think you're different. ”

"Oh?" Tong Meixue smiled and approached, "What's the difference?" ”

"It's bold." Jiao Liguo glanced at the two melons, and added in his heart: Anyway, the heart and the area around the heart are quite big.

"Huh." Tong Meixue smiled and said, "Women, always learn to use their advantages. As long as you make sure that you can protect yourself from being subdued, the advantage will often bring great potential value. I was very conservative before. Don't look at the bewitching clothes worn by my sister, she doesn't seem to be a serious person. ”

Tong Meixue proudly showed the sand road on her arm that was covered by the bracelet, "But my sister is a serious yellow flower girl, that is, some stinky men like it, so I can get their protection." I don't say this to show off, but I hope you don't look at my sister with the contempt of those men, my sister will be sad. ”

"Don't worry, I don't like humans." Jiao Liguo thought about it, should he also transform into a woman after he transforms? Wouldn't this be of great help to my own practice?

No, Dad will beat me to death, or change into a little white face... A strong man who can do it even in vain.

Not to mention Jiao Liguo and Jiang Yun, many monks around have looked over, Tong Meixue is wearing less clothes than the Qinglou woman, and then looking at her previous style, she talks and laughs with strange men wherever she goes, and she doesn't care at all when she is wantonly looked at Xue Bai, this kind of woman says that she is a yellow flower girl? It's as if the wordless book of heaven has taught a genius of the world, which is really hard to believe.

Only Qing Fang, who had been silent, suddenly clenched her right fist, and her lips were a little pale and trembling.