Kyushu's famous streak lasted vigorously for several days, and finally reached the final quarterfinals. This game is not only about the choice of the Son of Destiny, but also about the prestige and status of the various sects in the rivers and lakes, and even the eternal disputes between the Righteous and the Demon Sect.

The Nansong Sect, one of the four major sects in the rivers and lakes, did not have any young disciples on the list, and the Demon Sect Youlian Valley, which was ranked first in the world, actually advanced to two people...... Every piece of news from this conference is enough to talk about it on the rivers and lakes for a long time.

Yu Qing pulled Bai Nuannuan to the front of the gambling list, only feeling extremely dissatisfied with his ranking. Bingruo didn't know what he had done, the odds had suppressed him a lot, and he couldn't beat himself at all.

"Hey, can I bet now? I'll press a thousand taels, bet on me to win!"

The little boy in charge of the gambling game looked at Yu Qing who was down in person, and explained in fear: "You can go down, but according to the rules, you can't press yourself." ”

"Why can't you press yourself? What kind of rule is this?" A slap on the table, Yu Qing was very dissatisfied. The boy shuddered, and almost immediately fell to his knees.

Looking at the little boy's pitiful appearance, Bai Nuannuan couldn't help but persuade: "Okay, okay, Yuqing, what are you doing, why do you have so much money to buy rock sugar cakes, why do you want to gamble, gambling hurts your body and gambling is terrible!

Yu Qing looked at Bingruo on the side, but Bingruo did not agree with a smile, but was absent-mindedly in a daze, not knowing what to write. As soon as Yu Qingqi didn't come out, he immediately slapped the silver ticket on the table and said, "If I don't press myself, I won't be able to win the championship if I don't press Na Fansheng." ”

Xiao Tong hurriedly put away the silver ticket and brought the voucher for Yuqing, betting on who can't win the championship The odds are very low, even if Fan Sheng is a favorite to win the championship, it is only a loss of five points. But this Demon Cult Evil Star is blocked in front of the door, where can I care about anything else, just hurry up and do it for her.

has entered the final competition, the seniors of the various sects have come to the sidelines to watch, even if there are no disciples of their own shortlisted, it is good to be able to learn the best young generation on the rivers and lakes today. Even Di Wuyan, who had disappeared for a few days, sat on the sidelines with a group of warblers and warblers, and several of his concubines also signed up, but they were all eliminated early.

"The quarterfinals of the tournament have officially begun! Let's draw the first contestant of the quarterfinals. In the ring, the referee who presided over was changed again, and the clear realm of silence and Dacheng made people feel the strength of the Shadow Palace.

Although he has never appeared in public to preside over anything, this meeting has been run by the Shadow Palace from beginning to end, and it is thanks to the influence of the Shadow Palace that the various sects can be at peace with each other.

There were eight bamboo sticks in the ring, each with a person's name on it, and in front of everyone's eyes, the referee drew out two of them and read out:

"The first game of eight into four, Youlian Valley Bingruo, yes, Youlian Valley Yuqing!"

Yu Qing frowned and walked into the ring. The first scene was for the two of them to meet, and she didn't want to believe it if it didn't have those decent people.

His eyes swept over Bing Ruo in the audience, and the man didn't react when he took the wrong medicine. I've been here since this morning, my eyes glazed over, my gait stiff, and I don't respond to myself. Unhappy in his heart, Yu Qing naturally thought that the man was still worried about Lin Moyu's promise yesterday, and even the beginning of the competition was still like this.

Biting his lip, Yu Qing didn't wait for Bingruo to come on stage, and directly announced loudly: "I admit defeat and let him advance!"

Yu Qing's concession didn't make the onlookers have too many thoughts, after all, Bing Ruo's realm was indeed above Yu Qing, if only one person in Youlian Valley could advance, it would naturally be better to make a strong promotion.

Only Bingruo in the waiting area still didn't raise his head, but his hanging hand clenched into fists.

"In the first game, Youlian Valley Bingruo won. In the second scene, Tianchi sent Fan Sheng, right, Yunshan sent Gong Shangxue. ”

Yu Qing's eyes were uncertain in the stands, and Lin Moyu leaned forward from the side. Today's Lin Moyu is dressed in brocade silk, with a jade hairpin given by Yu Qing on his delicately tied bun, a flying hairband, flowing clothes, and a jade fracture fan in his hand, with a graceful demeanor.

"I thought you would get used to taking the unknown into your own hands. ”

Yu Qing turned his head and saw the Son of Destiny, who was expected by the audience, once again appear beside him as if nothing happened, only to feel that he was still more elegant after changing his silk clothes: "I'm too lazy to fight and kill them." ”

"Miss Yu, don't you want me like that?" Lin Moyu was a little helpless.

Yu Qing disagreed: "If you want to follow me, who can stop me?"

"Words spoken, water spilled. Naturally, I was going to choose the one and only champion. Does Miss Yu really trust Bingruo so much?"

"I don't believe you don't have hole cards. Yu Qing naturally avoided the topic. Since Lin Moyu came to find himself yesterday and said those words, this meeting was originally just a show.

It seemed that he sensed that Yu Qing was in a bad mood, Lin Moyu didn't dwell too much, his eyes fell on Bing Ruo in the waiting area, and he shook his head and said, "I am indeed fully prepared, but he is not worthy." Miss Yu, no matter what, as long as you need it, I will never live up to you. ”

Lin Moyu walked straight from Yu Qing's side to the center of the referee's seat, attracting countless people's speculation and smacking. Yu Qing looked at his slightly weak back, and always felt that he was hiding something from him. looked at Bingruo in the waiting area again, but a sullen breath came up again, and there was no mood to delve into it.

The second game in the ring was also not evenly matched. Fan Sheng's realm far surpassed Gong Shangxue, but he did not use his strong true qi to bully the other party, which was quite a sense of modesty and moderation. Rao is like this, under Fan Sheng's fierce attack, Gong Shangxue did not have the opportunity to use his Hundred Waves Stacked Sword, so he could only defend passively.

The onlookers were suddenly noisy, it turned out that there was a teenager from the non-shadow hall in the referee's seat, thinking that the young man was that Lin Moyu, and the hearts of the various sects were fluctuating, each with their own thoughts.

In the field, Gong Shangxue was still young, so it was inevitable that she would be distracted, and a big flaw was revealed in an instant. And Fan Sheng, who was fighting against him, saw that his sword was about to pass through the little girl's heart, so he hurriedly retracted his strength and turned around, forcibly stopping his sword moves.

At the moment when Fan Sheng collected the sword, Gong Shangxue finally got a breather, and the wrong step under his feet was instantly transformed into an extremely skilled hundred waves stacking momentum, after all, it is also a generation of Tianjiao, the perfect timing card, the reverse cloud sword blade turned, and the remaining true qi came out, and finally used the hundred waves stacked swords!

In an instant, countless sword rains fell from the sky!

It was formed by the condensation of countless sword intents and countless sword qi. It was like the waves of the ocean, going forward and backwards, wave after wave, and flying towards Fan Sheng, who was stuck in the sword.

It can't be said that Gong Shangxue is cunning, she just did adjust her posture after the mistake to launch her most skilled move, and the sword move that Fan Sheng just avoided in order to avoid hurting her immediately became the foreshadowing of Gong Shangxue's attack, and the offensive and defensive momentum was immediately reversed!

Countless people exclaimed! Could it be that the first person of the young generation is going to be defeated like this!

In the ring, Fan Sheng's face remained unchanged, the Qinglan sword in his hand danced at will, and in the face of the overwhelming sword rain, he didn't take half a step back, but went head-on!

It is worthy of being the first person of the young generation, and this Fan Sheng's swordsmanship is like the ultimate realm of the unity of man and sword!

The sword is the man, and the man is the sword. At this moment, Fan Sheng turned into countless sword lights, and in the most hard-hitting way, he flew towards the sword rain in the sky!

When the dazzling sword light finally dissipated, Gong Shangxue was already sitting on the ground, but she was not injured. And Fan Sheng on the side, Qinglan sword returned to the palm of his hand, standing with the sword, his clothes were Xiao Xiao, and the victory was light and light.

Yu Qing saw this move of stacking swords with a hundred waves, and with the help of Lin Moyu, he thought of using the lotus shadow to dodge, but Tianchi sent Fan Sheng, but he used the most stupid and effective way to use hard and hard, sword to sword, and broke this trick that stumped countless young talents. With such a swordsmanship cultivation, even Yu Qing was impressed.

If you don't count the bonus of the spirit of ten thousand fires, just relying on sword moves and spiritual power, Yu Qing asked himself, he is indeed not the opponent of this recognized young man.

"In the second game of eight into four, Tianchi sent Fansheng and won! In the third game, Tianchi sent Xuanlang and sent Zhou Yanzhi to Jiangshan. ”

On the referee's bench, the black-robed man who was originally sitting in the middle gave up his seat to Lin Moyu, who was later, and then talked through a heavy black mask.

"Since you are looking for a clear person, this palace is still snowy, isn't it clear enough?" The black-robed man obviously had a respected position in the Shadow Palace, but he never thought that under the mask, there was a young and slightly weak voice.

"It's clear enough, but it's clear without wind and rain. Lin Moyu shook the feather fan lightly, for a girl like Gong Shangxue, who grew up in a honey jar since she was a child, she never knew what hatred and dirtiness were, and all the roads of growth were carefully paved by her family, just face the world openly, it is indeed sunny and enviable, but it is not the person he longs for.

Lin Moyu's eyes drifted away, and he continued: "The true clarity is never white, pure and flawless, but has experienced the filth and refining of hell, but it is not stained as before. "How can a person who struggles humbly in the mud pursue the clouds in the sky? Lin Moyu can only admire the unstained lotus beside him.

The black-robed man shook his head, completely ignoring the twists and turns of the reader: "Anyway, you just fell in love with that Yu Qing? It's a pity that people don't take you seriously at all, and they abstain when they say they abstain." ”

Lin Moyu smiled faintly: "If she wants to use me, I will be the sword in her hand." If she is too lazy to take care of me, I will be her shield. ”

The scars and estrangement in Yu Qing's eyes, how could he not see it, if he saw Yu Qing a year ago, he would only feel that this was another poor injured person, and probably would not have the idea at this time. But on the contrary, he once saw the tribulation but spotless Yu Qing, just a glance, but he was wrong for life.

The black eyes under the mask of the black-robed man looked at Lin Moyu for a long time, and finally shook his head again.

This Yuqing, is it so magical?