On the second day, the qualifying competition between the top 100 disciples also kicked off.

It's rare to have no competition of your own today, and after Qingya, who had a bye, got up early, he came to Liuyun Square to wander aimlessly, hoping to learn more about the strength level of other people, and to be prepared for the future match.

"What are you doing, wandering around like a headless fly."

Hearing Hua Qing'er's voice behind her, Qingya turned around, but found that there was nothing behind her, and when she turned her head back, there was a bang, and her nose hit Hua Qing'er's forehead.

Feeling a sharp pain at the tip of his nose, Qingya covered his nose, but despite this, the wings of his nose were uncontrollably sore, and tears rolled down his eyes uncontrollably.

"Oh, you're going to die, you're going to die, why did you suddenly turn around."

Hua Qing'er covered her forehead and was about to complain, but she saw Qingya squatting on the ground, covering her nose, tears flowing. Seeing Qingya's painful appearance, Hua Qing'er immediately forgot about the pain in her forehead, squatted down, and checked his condition.

"Green Cliff, Green Cliff. What happened to you? I didn't mean to, are you okay, you speak, don't cry, I was wrong, I apologize to you, if you are injured, let's go to Yuhengfeng to have a look. ”

Seeing that Qingya was still covering her nose and not saying a word, Hua Qing'er couldn't help but become anxious.

"No, don't, I'm fine. Sister Qing'er, don't worry, I'm fine. After the pain subsided for a few minutes, Qingya was finally able to speak.

Rubbing the bridge of his nose, Qingya explained, "I'm fine, it's just hitting my nose, and the tears are coming out of it on its own, it's not that I'm crying, I'm not crying, don't worry, I'm fine." “

Seeing that Qingya was safe and sound, Hua Qing'er also breathed a sigh of relief and took out a silk scarf from her arms, first wiped her tears for Qingya, and then wiped her moist eyes. After putting the silk scarf back in her arms, Hua Qing'er squatted in front of Qingya, lowered her head, and whispered: "I'm sorry, I originally wanted to tease you, but I didn't expect to hit you so painfully." ”

"Don't blame yourself, I don't actually hurt at all, it just looks serious on the surface. If it's you, it must be hurting. Qingya raised her hand and gently rubbed the red and swollen forehead of Hua Qing'er.

"If you're okay, I'm okay too." Hua Qing'er untied a bundle of hair to cover the scar on her forehead.

"Look, you can't see it then. Hurry up, there are a few exciting competitions that you can't miss today. ”

"By the way, Sister Qing'er, do you know which disciples in the top 100 are stronger?" Qingya asked in Hua Qing'er's ear after standing up.

"You, you, in addition to practicing on weekdays, you are studying, just like the nerds in the Yamashita Academy, you don't hear anything outside the window, and after so many days of competition, you don't even know about those seed players." As soon as she has the opportunity, Hua Qing'er will work hard to establish the image of her sister in front of Qingya.

"Come with me, I'll show you the strength of those seeded players." Hua Qing'er took Qingya's hand and walked to the easternmost ring.

"Here, you see, this is Senior Brother Shen Beiyun of the Main Peak Tianshu, his cultivation has reached the realm of foundation building ninefold, and he is also the hottest dark horse to win the championship in this competition, and many seniors are optimistic about him." Hua Qing'er pointed to the man on the left in the ring and said.

Looking at Hua Qing'er's point, Shen Beiyun's face was white, his facial features were upright, the folding fan in his hand shook gently, and he was calm and relaxed, so that he really had a bit of a stranger's jade-like temperament. It's no wonder that many female disciples in the audience are shouting slogans to cheer for him.

"It's not a big deal, he doesn't look as handsome as I am." Although Shen Beiyun's cultivation was higher than his own fourfold stage, but by Hua Qing'er's side, Qingya just didn't want to admit that others were stronger than herself.

Seeing that Qingya's confidence was insufficient but still had a hard mouth, Hua Qing'er covered her mouth and laughed softly: "I think, you are envious that people have so many junior sisters to cheer him on." ”

"I have nothing to envy, I don't care how many of his junior sisters cheer him on, I just need you to cheer for me."

"You know it's not serious. Watch what I'm doing and watch the game go. Being stared at by Qingya's face was hot, Hua Qing'er twisted his head.

While the two were talking, the competition on the field had begun. Among the top 100 disciples, each of them was not an idle person, and among them, the lowest cultivation had also reached the fivefold realm of the foundation building period.

The disciple on the right, holding a turquoise long sword, brushed three times, and when the long sword waved, the three sword rays went straight to Shen Beiyun, and then he was also on the tip of his toes, and a whirlwind rose under his feet, and a little blue light flashed on the tip of the sword, and the whole person launched an attack on Shen Beiyun like a meteor.

On the other side, Shen Beiyun was not in a hurry, and waved the folding fan in his hand forward. In an instant, a gust of wind swept forward like a wave. The three sword rays collided with the wind and shattered, and after shattering the sword rays, the wind still had unabated momentum, drowning the disciple who followed like a tide.

With a snap, the disciple landed outside the ring, and the competition ended.

Shen Beiyun slapped the folding fan and said in a soft tone: "You are very good, but you just happened to meet me, for the use of wind power, I am far superior to you, you just hit the muzzle of the gun, keep working hard, there is still a chance to climb up below." ”

"It is indeed a very strong opponent, if I meet him, the winning rate is less than forty percent, but this is definitely not all his strength, it seems that the next competition will be difficult." Seeing Shen Beiyun's strength, Qingya also had to pay attention to this person.

"How's it, isn't it very strong, now you should be convinced." Hua Qing'er hooked Qingya's neck and said.

"Hmph, it's a bit of strength, but if you meet me, it's only the result of sinking into the sand." Qingya is still stubborn.

"You just blow it, hahaha. Let's go, I'll take you to see the others. After saying that, Hua Qing'er pulled Qingya and left the crowd.

In the ring on the west side of the square, a woman in a sky-blue dress held a white long sword, the body of which seemed to be carved from ice, and the body was covered with mist, which was not ordinary at first glance.

I saw her swing of her long sword, and an ice wall was erected in front of her, blocking the long whip on the opposite side, and then the sword light flickered, and the white sword rays gradually condensed into ice and snow walls around the opposite side, no matter how the person attacked, there was no damage at all. Eventually, the ice wall collapsed, imprisoning the opponent completely.

Click, the long sword was sheathed, the white wall also disappeared in response, and the disciple on the opposite side, covered with frost, was trembling all over at the moment.

"This one, Senior Sister Jiang Ning, the most powerful of our Tianxuan Peak's new disciples, has laid the foundation of cultivation since she was a child, and the weapon in her hand is forged from the iron of the Ten Thousand Years of Xuanbing and Meteorite that grows under the bottom of the Arctic Ice Sea, and it is the heirloom sword of their family. Awesome. Speaking of her senior sister, Hua Qing'er's face was also full of pride.

"It's really a lady of the sky, and she's a great beauty." Qingya admired.

"Don't look at it, didn't you just say that you don't care about other people's at all, and now you change your mind when you see a beautiful girl?" Hua Qing'er covered Qingya's eyes.

"Oh, I'm just complimenting others, besides, in my eyes, Sister Qing'er is the best-looking girl in the world, of course I don't care about others."

"Then, what about Uncle Liu, she is much more beautiful than me." Hua Qing'er retracted her hands and said a little hesitantly.

"My master? What are you comparing to her, she is an elder, completely different. I said your little head was thinking about something weird. Qingya rubbed Hua Qing'er's hair and said.

"Oh, don't mess up, it's a hassle to recomb it, no big or small stinky boy." Hua Qing'er slapped Qingya's right hand that was ravaging her hair.

Top 100 disciples, sure enough, they are all extraordinary, can I really break through the dangers and obstacles and fulfill the requirements of my master? Qingya supported her chin with her right hand, thinking about the situation that she might encounter in the next competition, and the soap horns on Hua Qing'er's hair were still mixed with the fragrance of jasmine.