"Xiaoice, wait for the last day we abused them!" Shen Kongming gestured with teeth and claws on the way back.

After the group came out, the arrangement of the game was also drawn, and Xiaoyao played on the first, third, fourth and tenth days, against the Qinling Sword Sect, the Kunlun faction, the Tongguan faction and the Shaking Light faction respectively. In other words, they will only be able to match the shaking light on the last day.

Lin Shuyao didn't pay attention to her, and went back to the courtyard and began to practice the sword, but Mo Ghost watched her speed of sword play increase by one point, obviously holding his breath.

"Train well. ”

Mo Ghost grabbed Shen Kongming's hair and pulled him back to the middle of the courtyard, leaving Lin Shuyao in the corner.

"Eh, my hair is messed up!" Shen Kongming kept patting her hands with a fan, and after she let go, he straightened his hair in front of the water mirror, "Do you need to be so serious about the Qinling Sword Sect tomorrow?"

"I see that you have a good scar and forget the pain, how did you lose to Guo Beiheng, don't you remember?"

As soon as he heard Ghost Mo mention this, Shen Kongming's face turned dark, and he glared at Guo Beiheng who was beside him, "Eh, train and train." ”

"How are we going to play tomorrow?" Huo Zijun pointed to the various names she wrote on the wall.

Mo Ghost listed the sects that were about to fight every day for the past ten days, and the players of each sect also wrote out, densely writing a whole wall, the leftmost is the second group they are in, at this moment, the top is written Qinling Sword Sect, and the following are the disciples of the sect.

"It's normal, the first game of the single race, the second game of Guo Beiheng, and the third game of you. In the team competition, we are in the first group, Yingxiang is in the second group, and Wu Gou is in the third group. As long as there are no accidents, these twelve points can be scored. "The strength of the Qinling Sword Sect is not high, so you don't need to worry too much," is to be careful with Qin Zhong, if he plays, concentrate on knocking him out first, and the rest of the people are not to be afraid. ”

"Will you meet him in the singles match?" Huo Zijun tapped his fingers lightly against the wall, "I want to fight him." ”

"Singles? He's lucky to be on the court in a team game, based on the fact that you can't play their players. Mo Ghost pouted, "Oh, by the way, you guys can make it easy, we can win the team competition." ”

"But he had already proven himself that day, wouldn't the Qinling Sword Sect let him try again?" Qin Yifan looked at Mo Ghost in puzzlement.

"If the Qinling Sword Sect attaches great importance to him, it will definitely go to great lengths to treat his injury, but it is the spiritual power that impacts the meridians, as long as a Runmai Pill can solve the problem, but you see that he will have painful cramps when he walks today, and he will take a break from time to time, and the aura on his body is also unstable. ”

Qin Yifan touched her head, she didn't pay attention to Qin Zhong's state, as if what she said was right.

The Lu family in the south of the city, the station of the Qinling Sword Sect.

After Qin Zhong came back, he hid in the room and ran the exercises, his meridians were not as good as ordinary people, he was injured last time he was forcibly cast, and it would take three or four days to repair it purely by aura, and he would definitely not be able to play tomorrow for Xiaoyao.

"Bang bang bang!"

"Please come in. Qin Zhong got up from the futon and greeted the uncle who led the team.

"Qin Zhong, you have a good rest, I won't let you play tomorrow. ”

The uncle who led the team had a difficult look on his face, and he was very sorry, but he couldn't control the decision of the sect, just with the realm of Young Master Qin Yi, his status could not be shaken at present, but it was a pity, the two of them were originally brothers, how did they get to this point.

"I see, thank you, uncle. Qin Zhong's face was calm, he had already thought about it.

"You..." The uncle sighed, it was a pity for this child, I wanted to persuade him to go out and find an opportunity, but after thinking about it again, it was difficult to go out, so it was better to stay here, so I didn't have to worry about my life, "Have a good rest." ”

When he walked to the door and closed the door, he paused and quietly dropped a bottle of elixir.

Qin Zhong walked slowly to the door step by step, bent down to pick it up, the contemptuous smile on the corner of his mouth flashed away, so fast that people couldn't see clearly, holding the bottle of the elixir tightly in his hand, his fingertips faintly white.

On the first day of the round-robin match, when everyone arrived at the arena, there were already many people in the stadium.

"There are more people coming today than usual!" Shen Kongming stood on the railing on the second floor, looking at the crowd that was still pouring in below.

"I've heard more about the finals. The little monk was right next to him.

"Eh, the master's demeanor can't be stopped!"

"Hmph, people who can't play in the singles game are not qualified to say this. The little monk grimaced at him and ran back to the lounge as fast as he could.

As soon as the little monk pushed the door open, he was startled when he saw that Mo Ghost and several people were at the door.

"What are you doing?"

"What are you doing, what are you doing bad?" Mo Ghost looked at him, and there was a ghost in his heart.

"No, what can I do, where are you going?" the little monk looked innocent.

Mo Ghost looked at him suspiciously, "Go to the first floor and wait, we will play today." ”

"Okay, let's go!"

Except that the little monk was slapped a few times by Shen Kongming when he went out, everyone had no more accidents, and went smoothly to the waiting area on the first floor, and there was a suspended road between him and the ring, and the audience was below.

When Lin Shuyao stepped into the second ring, the audience erupted in cheers.

"As long as our Xiaoice block doesn't speak, standing there can't kill Tan Churan in seconds?" Shen Kongming listened to the cheers, his face as unbeaten as ever.

Everyone is standing in the waiting area behind the No. 2 ring at the moment, and the outside situation can be seen through a row of railings, and the audience in front of the No. 2 ring is in front of the feet.

In the entire arena, only the disciples of the Qinling Sword Sect in the No. 2 ring were the most bitter, and the female cultivator on the opposite side was indeed beautiful, but the cold was also really cold, and there was a feeling of suppression when standing on the opposite side.

With an order from a primordial monk above the edge of the ring, the first battle officially began.

Both sides are sword cultivators, so there is no need to say anything, Lin Shuyao raised his sword and rushed forward, and the disciple on the opposite side reacted a beat slower, and also rushed out with his sword, but he always felt a little hesitant when he looked at it.

This time it was a one-sided crushing, whether it was because of Xiaoyao's name or Lin Shuyao's own power, completely suppressing the other party. At the beginning, Lin Shuyao was a fierce attack, and the opponent was already very difficult to receive a set of sword moves, and there was no room to counterattack, find a flaw and break it in one fell swoop, and easily win this game, less than a quarter of an hour before and after.

In the waiting area opposite the ring, there was a group of people from the Qinling Sword Sect, their faces turned black after the first game, and the players standing next to them were the players who came out of the next game, their faces were pale.

The uncle who led the team had a heavy face, and he didn't know how to comfort him, "You try to fight, it's normal to not be able to beat people who are free, it's not ashamed, they have won the championship for decades in a row." ”

Saying this, several disciples were even more silent.

Qin Zhong stood at the end, silently recalling Lin Shuyao's sword moves, and finally sighed, if he played, he probably wouldn't be able to last a quarter of an hour.

Before Guo Beiheng came on the field, Mo Ghost quietly told him to give people a little face, don't get hurt.

In the second game, Guo Beiheng implemented Mo Ghost's suggestion, played extremely peacefully, dragged on for two quarters of an hour, the two sides had contacts and contacts, and there was no injury at all, and finally felt that he had enough time, gave the other party enough face, and kicked the opponent out of the field, no more, no less just more than one step away.

"Why do I think he's more bullying like this?" the little monk looked at the disciples opposite him with a black face.

Mo Ghost bit his fingers, not knowing if the other side would be attacked by the heavy punch of Qi.

"Huo Zijun, if you don't want to fight quickly, I'm afraid that the resentment we have accumulated is too deep. ”

"Do you still have to pay attention not to get hurt?"

"Hmmm... Let's try our best, it's okay to get hurt, and we can't make people think that we look down on others?"

"Good. ”

In less than a cup of tea, Mo Ghost looked at Huo Zijun who was walking back leisurely and scratched his head, a little afraid to look at the face on the other side.

In the first game of the team competition, Qin Yifan was left to watch the game, and the other six people went to the ring

In the whole game, Mo Ghost and Wu Yan were like shopping, with Lin Shuyao and Huo Zijun breaking through on both sides in front, and Zhen Hao and Shen Kongming were in front. Occasionally, the little monk made a few seals, which could freeze the enemies faced by several people for one or two breaths, and the four of them rushed forward like mad dogs, and then she cast a few winding techniques to throw down the opposite disciple who was knocked away.

The whole game was boring, and Qin Yi on the opposite side was knocked down before he had time to use it.

The audience of the second fight was full of anticipation at the beginning and was bored later, but in half an hour, some viewers have silently moved from here to the Baihua Valley next door against the Yanming faction, where the fight is fierce, and the viewing is much better than here.

In the end, Xiaoyao won the game in less than an hour in the ring.

Mo Ghost didn't watch the last two games after he got off the court, and went up to the second floor to watch the game in the No. 1 ring, which was the Baihua Valley vs. Yanming faction.

The fateful duel between the two Southern Regions sects of the Weak Water Pavilion and the Yanming Sect was originally the focus, but I didn't expect that on the first day, the Hundred Flowers Valley was born, and it was on par with the Yanming Sect. In everyone's impression, Baihua Valley can only be regarded as a middle-class rank, it cannot be said that he is not strong, but he is not a top rank, and this year is the best year to play.

Now it seems that this Valley of Flowers is not small.

"How did they fight?" After the last Wu Hook and they finished fighting, they saw that the second game of team battles was going on below, and the fight was fierce.

"I've already scored six points in a row, how did you say you played, when did this Hundred Flowers Valley become so strong?" Shen Kongming leaned on the railing, staring down with burning eyes.

They watched the first team battle just now, but they were fortunate to see Tan Churan's secret technique, standing at the end of the team from the beginning, her teammates tried their best to keep her, and the game ended the moment it was displayed, and the audience didn't even react.

"Just looking at the strength of the Yanming faction, it will not lose, the start is so miserable, it should be targeted, not surprisingly, the Yanming faction will win the next two games. Mo Ghost took out the jade slip again and rubbed its corners.

"What do you mean, how do you target it?" Shen Kongming turned his head.