Yeli, who was eating with a mouth full of oil and was in a beautiful mood, didn't know that she had been remembered, but she was in a good mood to discuss the eight treasure duck's practices and improvement plans with An He.

At this lunch, Yeli was overwhelmed, and when she thought that she had to compete in the afternoon, she covered her face a little embarrassed.

Feng Xinglie didn't care much, and led her to take a walk in an open place to eat, An He couldn't see his favorite Senior Brother Feng, so naturally he wouldn't leave, and the two of them followed not far from Yeli.

"This big competition is about participation, don't care about rankings." Feng Xinglie opened his mouth lightly with his hands behind his back.

The afternoon sun was just right, hitting the man's handsome and resolute face, making the originally cold and hard look inexplicably warm, Yeli looked at him sideways, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and his voice was soft and calm, "Senior brother, don't worry, I will do what I can." ”

"yes, okay." Feng Xinglie's answer was as simple as ever, and after thinking about it, he added as if he was not at ease, "The master doesn't care about these either." ”

"Well, I know, brother." Yeli nodded, her heart was slightly warm, she met a good master and a good brother.

After walking leisurely for half an hour, the game of Yeli began at almost time. When a few people walked to the martial arts training ground again, Xiao Ziyan happened to be on the field.

The result was not surprising at all, Xiao Ziyan won. The man was dressed in blue, with a lofty spirit, holding a silver long sword, standing in the middle of the arena, his indifferent gaze faintly swept over the disciples in the field, waiting for the next disciple to come to the stage.

At this moment, the school elder shouted Yeli's name, "Ninety, night eleven." ”

"Eleven, eleven, it's your turn, come on! Come on! Anhe nervously cheered Yeli on.

"Eleven, come on, I believe in you, I also voted for you to win, that's all my belongings! Don't let my brother eat bran in the second half of the year! Nanfeng also encouraged.

But he was despised fiercely by An He beside him, "You know money, eleven, don't listen to him, just do what you can, safety is the most important thing!" ”

"I'm confident in Eleven, okay!" Nanfeng retorted unconvinced.

Yeli didn't say anything, just gave them a reassuring smile and went directly to the stage.

It's absolutely impossible to say not to be nervous. This is the first time she has officially fought against others, and when she was in Ziyun Peak, although Feng Xinglie occasionally fought against her, it was mainly based on teaching, and he was also very good at grasping the proportions, and he would definitely not hurt her.

Now, however, it's an official competition, and anything unexpected is possible.

As soon as Yeli came on the field, the emotions of the disciples watching the battle suddenly rose. Because of Yeli's special identity, almost all the outer disciples have heard her name. It is the first time that an inner disciple comes to learn from an outer disciple, and of course everyone will be curious.

There was a lot of discussion in the audience, but there was no good word for Yeli, as an inner disciple, she should win today, but if she lost, she would lose the face of the entire Ziyun Peak.

But Yeli didn't care about the words of those outsiders, the reason why she participated in the big competition as promised was to give an explanation to the sect master and other peak masters, and secondly, to show her determination to the master and brother, although her talent was limited, she really worked hard to cultivate.

Packing up his thoughts, Yeli raised the sword in his hand and nodded to Xiao Ziyan on the opposite side, and it was time to start.

Looking at the girl opposite, Xiao Ziyan's gaze stayed on the sword in her hand, which was the silver long sword commonly used by outer disciples, the same as the one in his hand. That person didn't say that she had both a fifth-order top-grade Biquan Sword and a sixth-order top-grade streamer sword in her hand, but why did she use the most ordinary sword.

The school elder shouted and began, and the two quickly raised their swords and attacked each other. One move and one style, all of them are fast, accurate and ruthless. Xiao Ziyan's sword was like a poisonous snake attacking, as fast as lightning, with a fierce wind, stabbing towards Yeli, the tip of the sword drew an elegant arc in the air, bringing out a sword wind and flying towards Yeli's upper road. The steps under Yeli's feet were as agile as the wind, like a ghost passing through the wind blade, but in the end, a piece of the skirt was still cut off.

Seeing this, Xiao Ziyan's brows furrowed unconsciously, didn't she say that she was wearing a defensive phoenix feather robe? But now it seems that what she is wearing is just an ordinary dress.

Yeli didn't notice anything else at this time, she was all focused on how to defeat the other party, Xiao Ziyan really shouldn't be underestimated, it was really commendable to have such an ability after only cultivating immortals in the outer gate for a few years. Although she was not weak, the cultivation resources she received were not comparable to those of an outer disciple.

There was tension in the air, and both of them were breathing heavily. Their swords staggered in the sunlight with a crisp metal clash. Every sword-to-sword collision is like a silent conversation.

Everyone in the audience looked at the air, one green and one blue, flying and staggering, and when they met their opponents, they all watched with passion. An He also clasped his hands nervously, looking nervously at the figure in mid-air.

Nanfeng was also very surprised, although she knew that Eleven's cultivation resources should be very good, but she had only just entered the Wuji Sect for a year, and she could have such a cultivation, it seems that Eleven's qualifications should not be as bad as others say.

Feng Xinglie looked at the smaller figure in mid-air with his arms around his chest, and ironed in his heart, although the use of spiritual power was not as flexible as that of the male disciple of the outer sect, but the use of every move and style was still very accurate, and it could be seen that he had worked hard.

And in another hidden corner, a pair of gloomy eyes were staring at the blue figure, secretly hating in his heart, this damn man, obviously she had already given him the Scattering Spirit Pill, as long as he crushed it when he was close to Night Eleven, but this damn man was clearly useless, really damn it!

After a stick of incense, the speed of Yeli in the confrontation had dropped significantly, and she knew that she was almost at the limit, and she couldn't go on like this. With a sharp look, one turned around to avoid Xiao Ziyan's attack, and after deliberately leaving a flaw that was not very obvious, he swung his sword and pointed it at Xiao Ziyan's throat from top to bottom.

And Xiao Ziyan never disappointed, grabbed the flaw that Yeli had exposed before, and swung his sword away, but he cut Yeli's left arm, and when he wanted to stay away again, he was already pressed against his throat by the sword, and he lost!

The pain in his arm made Yeli unconsciously clench her fists, but her face was still gentle, and she said politely to Xiao Zi, who was frowning on the other side, "Accept it, Senior Brother Xiao." ”

"If you don't make a concession, you win." Xiao Ziyan only left a sentence, and then pursed his lips and stepped off the stage directly.

This game was won by Yeli.

When the school elder announced the results, Yeli was hurriedly taken off the field by An He, and the wound on his left arm was briefly treated.

For immortal cultivators, such injuries were only minor injuries, so after only half a quarter of an hour, Yeli once again stood on the competition ground to accept the challenge of other disciples.

Without the strongest opponent Xiao Ziyan, the remaining eight disciples are much easier to deal with, the more they fight, the more skilled Yeli becomes, and all the games have been over in less than a few hours, no surprise, Yeli is the first.

Although she won the first place, Yeli was very happy, but in the end, she still suffered a lot of minor injuries, and her spiritual and physical strength were consumed greatly, so when she returned to Ziyun Peak, Yeli was lazy, and she didn't have her own sword but cheekily took the sword of Fengxing.

Looking at the two people who left with the same sword, Anhe grabbed the wall with jealousy, "Ahhhh Night Eleven, a bad person, dared to let my mighty and handsome Senior Brother Feng block the wind for you, it's so hateful!! ”

Nanfeng glanced at her with a squint, and dragged the back of her neck towards the female disciple's dormitory, "Go back and cultivate well, maybe there will be a chance." ”

"Isn't it clear how many pounds and taels I have?" An He waved away Nanfeng's hand and said helplessly, "Cultivation is a matter of talent, where do I have it?!" I don't know how many years it will take for me to enter the inner door! ”

"Eleven, isn't it also because of her poor talent that she didn't really enter the Wuji Sect? Now it's only been a year, and she is already in the foundation building period, why can't she be? Nanfeng comforted.

"Can I be the same as Eleven? As soon as she entered the Wuji Sect, she worshipped the God of War as her teacher, and the resources on the entire Ziyun Peak were used by her, so it was difficult to think of it! And me? What can I have? I can't even afford the most basic myelin-cleansing pill, let alone other things that assist in cultivation......" An He let out a long sigh.

"Silly girl, isn't there still me?" Nanfeng gently rubbed the top of her soft hair, "When I have enough money, I'll buy it for you!" ”

"You buy it for me?"

"Yes! As long as you obediently listen to me, when I make a lot of money, I will buy you whatever you want! "The south wind is atmospheric.

"Hmph, you know bragging!" An He crossed his waist disdainfully and said, "When you earn enough money, maybe I will be persuaded by Wuji Sect to return home!" Besides, do you want me to listen to you? Nanfeng, are you itching again? How dare I listen to you? ”

As he spoke, he pounced directly on Nanfeng, twisted Nanfeng's ears, and said indignantly, "You tell me, do I listen to you, or do you listen to me?" ”

As he spoke, the strength in his hand slowly increased, and the painful Nanfeng's face changed, and he immediately forged, "I said something wrong!" Wrong! It's me who listens to you! It's me who wants to listen to Miss Anhe! ”

Hearing the satisfactory answer, An He let go of his hand with a smile, "Hmph, count yourself as acquaintances!" ”

Nanfeng rubbed his reddened ears in pain, and said aggrievedly, "You are so gentle and petty when you treat others, and you are so fierce and fierce to me, why?" I'm not convinced! ”

"Why?! Of course, it's because you're not good-looking! If you can grow as handsome and graceful as Senior Brother Feng, I will definitely offer you as a bodhisattva! An He said and did not forget to sweep the south wind from top to bottom several times, and shook his head in disappointment, "But in this life, you are afraid that there is no hope, in this life, you can make money with peace of mind, and when you are reincarnated in the next life, you will give more gifts to the king of Hades, so that he can give you a good skin!" ”

Nanfeng rolled his eyes helplessly, "I'm not that bad, am I?!" ”

"It is estimated that the human realm is still a handsome son, but we are now in the immortal cultivation realm!" An He patted him on the shoulder, "Leave it here, you don't have to think about earning a high or low with your looks, being a rich man with peace of mind is the right way!" ”

After An He finished speaking, he walked away with his hands behind his back, Nanfeng rubbed his still hot earlobes, shook his head helplessly, but quickly chased after him.

However, on the other side, Xiao Ziyan was also blocked by a person.

"Why didn't you use the Scattering Elixir I gave you?!" Xia Zhishuang reprimanded dissatisfiedly, this Scattered Spirit Pill can make the spiritual power of cultivators below the Formation Pill Stage dissipate for half a day, if there is no spiritual power, the slut of Night Eleven will definitely lose!

In the face of Xia Zhishuang's fierceness, Xiao Ziyan only said lightly, "She didn't use high-level spiritual weapons, nor did she wear a phoenix feather robe, and there was nothing unfair in the competition, so I can't use the Scattered Spirit Pill to deal with her." ”

Originally, this woman found him and said that Ye Eleven was the apprentice of the God of War, and he used a high-grade spirit sword, and he was wearing a phoenix feather coat given by the sect master, and he could even block a blow from the god transformation period.

He agreed with the grievances in his heart.

It's just that as soon as he and the man came on the field, he saw that the night eleven used not a spirit sword at all, but just like him, it was just an ordinary sword distributed by the outer disciples, and he didn't wear any phoenix feather clothes, presumably he changed it before he went on the field, so that she was the same as him. When the two sides compete, they can really play their true level, a woman can be so open-minded, how can he use dirty means to win the game.

In the end, it was because he was not firm in his cultivation, so he was easily bewitched, so Xiao Ziyan didn't think about making trouble with this woman, but this woman still came to her.

"You!" Xia Zhishuang was angry, "Just because you're useless, so you're losing now, are you willing?" ”

"It's my business, don't bother you." Xiao Ziyan didn't pay attention to her anymore, staggered directly, and threw back the Scattered Spirit Pill in his arms to her.

Xia Zhishuang clenched the pill in his hand, he was angry, but he was helpless, fortunately, ten days later, it was the experience of Sifang Mountain, and when he saw it, did the slut still have such good luck!