The center of the main hall

The actions of the two attracted the attention of everyone present.

Miao Yuan's heart relaxed slightly, regardless of what he said, whether it was true or not, in short, he said it, I am afraid that he will not really come to deal with her.

"Then thank you to the third prince." She whispered thanks.

Bai Ji smiled and distanced himself, "Your Highness is polite." ”

Han Mo loosened his fist slightly, his face softened, and he let Bai Ming beside him pull him to sit down.

"What are you doing here? You want to go up and compete with this little imp too? Bai Ming looked at him now with such a worried look, and he was simply afraid that he would rush forward in the next second.

"It's okay," Han Mo shook his head, saying that it was fine, but his eyes kept on the movements of the two in the center of the hall.

He thought that as long as there was anything wrong with Bai Ji, he would definitely rush to protect Xiao Tuanzi.

Bai Ming scoffed, "You don't look like you're fine. ”

The look of longing and dreaming is not something that can be summed up by a sentence of "it's okay".

Hanmo didn't speak. He thought that he must be fast, and he must not let anyone else take the lead again.

Miao Yuan bowed and saluted, "The sword has no eyes, if it hurts the third prince, please forgive me." ”

"Your Royal Highness is polite, I will first compensate Your Highness, if it hurts and touches it, I hope Your Highness will forgive me."

"The third prince is polite."

Miao Yuan took out her Firmament Sword from the Qiankun bag on her body, and raised her eyes to look at him, "Let's start." ”

Bai Ji nodded, and then an invisible long sword appeared in his hand. The long sword was extremely sharp, and the hilt was connected to a huge red jewel stone, bright and dazzling, and it complemented the sharp long sword.

"Offended."

"The third prince doesn't want to say anything polite, look at the sword."

As soon as Miao Yuan's words fell, the Firmament Sword in his hand quickly launched an attack on Bai Ji.

Bai Ji raised his eyebrows, hooked the corners of his lips lightly, and stepped forward, "Let this prince see the real strength of His Royal Highness!" ”

"Click," the long swords of both sides fought in midair, rubbing against each other, making a loud noise.

Everyone looked at this huge fight scene in amazement, and the cups in their hands were involuntarily put down.

Miao Yuan put away her long sword, and the figure of Bai Ji in front of her suddenly hid and disappeared.

Countless phantom swords appeared beside Miao Yuan, and Bai Ji's figure also loomed around her, appearing, hiding, and reappearing, as if teasing pets.

Miao Yuan was a little angry, and the Sky Sword on her back seemed to be waiting for an opportunity to come out.

Seeing this, Bai Ming was extremely puzzled, "Third brother, is he fighting or not?" ”

What is it to hide?

"He's not going to really fight." Han Mo understood Bai Ji's intentions, his heart relaxed, but his face turned cold.

It's not like what he would do.

Bai Ming thought it was a little funny, as if it was the first time he had seen Bai Ji like this. He shook his head and said puzzledly: "I can't understand the third brother more and more." ”

The center of the main hall

Miao Yuan was a little irritated when she looked at the figure of Bai Ji in all directions, according to the speed of her cultivation technique, she would definitely not be able to beat Bai Ji.

If you can't beat him, it's okay, but if you can't beat him, it's easy to make people laugh, especially on this occasion today, she must not embarrass the ghost clan.

Miao Yuan slowly closed her eyes, sank her impetuous heart, and used her ears to listen to the changes in the surrounding wind. Everything was as usual, but suddenly there was a noticeable change behind him, as if there was a little more pleasure and flow speed.

She opened her eyes suddenly, turned around, and swung the long sword in her hand behind her.

"Whew," the sword swung across his neck, barely an inch away, and touched his neck vein.

Bai Ji looked at the villain in front of him in astonishment, and was a little amazed at her intelligence and agility.

He thought he could tease her a little longer, but he didn't expect that so quickly, she would accurately judge where he was and swing at him accurately.

"You've lost, Third Prince Fox."

"Win!!" The crowd was in an uproar, and they got up and cheered.

"Your Highness actually won?"

"Hahaha, Your Highness has won!"

Bai Ji shook his head with a smile, looked at the long sword around his neck, looked at her and said firmly: "Well, you won, congratulations." ”

Miao Yuan put away her long sword in a hurry, inserted it into her Qiankun bag, and bowed, "Thank you, Third Prince Fox." ”

In the end, I still have to thank his men for their mercy.

Bai Ji looked at her gaze, and there was a little more unknown joy, "Thank you?" You've won this prince. ”

Yan Yin raised his feet and walked up to the center of the hall, happily announcing the results of the competition: "In the first game, His Royal Highness Manzhu wins!" ”

"Thank you for the third prince of the fox for taking the test, I don't know who else wants to come to the test next?"

Bai Rong looked at Bai Ji beside him and sat down, still a little relieved: "You lost?" ”

It shouldn't be.

His cultivation is a spell, although he is not in the forefront in this world, but against the little highness of this ghost clan, he should not lose.

Bai Ji picked up the spiritual tea in front of him and took a sip, and after his heart calmed down, he turned his head to look at him and replied: "Your Royal Highness is fast, it is not surprising that she won." ”

"This ......" Bai Rong still couldn't believe it.

The fox king Bai Ji on the side didn't feel ashamed, but looked at Bai Ji with a smile on his face and praised: "This thing is good." ”

did not lose the face of the owner's family.

Bai Ji raised his fine chin proudly, raised his eyebrows and said proudly: "That's natural, what my father meant, how can my sons not know?" ”

"Hahaha, good, good!" The fox king smiled and raised his glass.

Over there

As soon as Yan Yin finished speaking, someone wanted to come to compete, and suddenly a person stood next to him, and the speed was incredible.

"The juniors want to ask for advice." Han Mo lowered his body and bowed to the Great Elder Yan Yin.

"This ......" Yan Yin looked at Miao Yuan to the side with an inquiring gaze.

I saw Miaoyuan happily said: "Okay, Grandpa Yin, I'll try with him." ”

Even so, Yan Yin didn't know what to say, so he could only nod to himself.

"In the second game, Han Mo, the king of the snake clan, fought against Manzhu, the little highness of our ghost clan."

I hope that the king of the snake clan can be sensible and let go of their little highness.

Yan Yin looked at them worriedly as he had to leave the competition venue.

Hopefully, hopefully, their little highness will win. Of course, it's okay to lose.

Miao Yuan happily saluted Han Mo, "If it hurts you, you can't blame me." ”

Han Mo politely replied, straightened up, and saw her rampant little appearance, and couldn't help teasing: "Okay, then please forgive Your Highness, if I don't pay attention to hurting you, I must not mean it." ”

"Ah......" Miaoyuan's expression froze for a moment, and she looked up at him, as if she thought she had heard the wrong thing, "You, you want to hurt me?" ”

How could he hurt her? Miao Yuan pursed her mouth unhappily, he couldn't hurt her, she thought that if she competed with the big snake, he would definitely let her.

Han Mo shook his head amusedly, "It's not hurting you, it's a competition with you." ”

His tone seemed to be coaxing a child, but in his words, he revealed that he must compete with her.

Miao Yuan snorted, and she didn't mean to be afraid of him, "Then come on, let Manzhu also take a good look, Your Excellency's true strength!" ”

"Naturally, in the future, we must go all out."

(End of chapter)