Chapter 137: A Song of Sorrow
But if Yuan Pei is serious about making a move with Quan Zuyin, he will not be pinched purple by the protector...... The young man who was jumping around became full of gray hair when he got off the martial arts arena, and his legs were a little weak when he walked.
Quan Zuyin saw Bai Mu in the audience, his eyes lit up, and he jumped down holding the ancient coffin. The crowd dispersed as if they saw the plague god descending into the world, and Quan Zuyin, who had long been accustomed to such treatment, just pouted and didn't do anything.
At the end of the fourth round of the competition, in just one time, he had gone from nearly 100 contestants to the top eight now, which really made Bai Mu a little embarrassed. Bai Mu could already really feel that the competition was becoming more and more difficult, not to mention Quan Zuyin, who was slightly inferior in strength.
"After this match, I'm afraid everyone will understand that my coffin is something that must not be touched, and I may have to stop in the quarterfinals. Quan Zuyin sighed, not all monks can rely on their strength and people who are two realms higher than themselves to fight inseparably.
Bai Mu understood that Quan Zuyin was actually quite resistant to his family's inherited ability, otherwise as long as he sacrificed Quan Zu's immortal body, even if the opponent was a monk of the Imperial Weapon Realm, it would be difficult for him to receive an old punch.
If it weren't for the life-and-death battle with the crazy avenger of Chenjiadao, Quan Zuyin would not have sacrificed his immortal body. Bai Mu comforted: "That's not necessarily, there are still too many undeveloped abilities in the wonderful soul technique of "Lamp Blowing Ghost". Maybe you can create a miracle with this soul technique?"
If Bai Mu and Quan Zuyin could occupy two of the top four places in the potential list, no matter how cunning the opponent was, it would be impossible to put the two of them to death on the cusp of the discussion of everyone in the spiritual vein. This is Bai Mu's plan: since avoiding the meeting is an endless pursuit, it is better to keep yourself in the public eye at all times, so that the poisonous snake hidden in the dark will be difficult to retreat.
"Ghost Lights...... The last sentence 'it is better to extinguish than to extinguish' always makes me puzzled. "Quan Zuyin is self-aware, relying on the imperfect unpopular soul technique to turn defeat into victory, and the hope is really slim.
As the last grappling of the fourth round came to an end, Bai Mu's hand cards lit up again, he looked at the list of the top eight, and couldn't help but gasp: In addition to himself and Quan Zuyin, the two absolute dark horses, Han Rou's top eight status was not surprising, but it was indeed a little unbelievable that the three freshmen were able to reach the top eight.
"Is this one called You Yuxin the one with the highest call to win the championship?" Bai Mu looked at the three words "You Yuxin" that was the first on the list, and fell into deep thought.
Quan Zuyin looked at Bai Mu's solemn expression and asked in his heart, "Is there something wrong with this guy?"
Bai Mu nodded: "You ......"
"Why doesn't he call it Squid?
The corners of Quan Zuyin's mouth twitched...... Brother Mu is good at everything, but there is one thing that is very strange: he has never seen anyone like to eat fish so much, Wang Yuandong received canned tuna from his family last time, and he was snatched away by Bai Mu without even lifting the lid, although Bai Mu later compensated him for two spirit stones.
Is it serious to exchange spirit stones for canned fish?!
The top eight on the current list are based on the votes of many viewers for the expectation of winning the championship, and it can be seen that Bai Mu's name accompanies the last seat, and Quan Zuyin is only ranked seventh, but she is also a freshman, and Han Rou's votes are as high as the second place! Obviously, she only has the strength at the end of the Pregnant God Realm, and she is extremely eye-catching in the peak combat power of the Pregnant God Realm from the first to the sixth.
Bai Mu saw with his own eyes that some students were canvassing for Han Rou, and he couldn't help but be a little speechless: "Are you optimistic about her? You are greedy for her body! You are cheap!"
I could hear Bai Mu's heart, and I didn't fight in the realm: "You don't want her body?!!"
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At night, You Yuxin meditated in a single apartment exclusive to the level walkers, and between breaths, there was the sound of a dark tide surging in the whole room, as if he was in the deep sea, and in the darkness were countless schools of fish flowing back.
The tide came and went quickly, You Yuxin closed his palms and knelt on one knee, looking at the elder of his own family, You Tong, who saw the enchantment as nothing and walked into the room with his hands in his hands.
This fat man with a tyrannical temperament actually had a rare smile on his face at this time: "Very good, live up to the family's full cultivation of you." "Life Water" was actually practiced by you to the level of 'dark tide', and I am afraid that no one is your opponent under the imperial weapon realm. β
You Yuxin was silent, and after thinking for a while, he still spoke up: "Today's opponent was solved quickly, and I went to watch the Han family's sword idiot's game." β
"She's very strong, and if she breaks through to the peak of the Pregnancy God Realm, I'm not an opponent. β
You Tong sneered: "Are you not an opponent, or are you simply trapped by love?"
You Yuxin's body shook and he didn't speak. The coercion around You Tong spread, and the phantom of a giant shark rose behind him, and You Yuxin, who was at the peak of the Pregnant God Realm, almost vomited blood, as if he was suddenly thrown into the deep sea of thousands of meters, huge pressure, endless darkness, and a mysterious kraken that secretly gave a fatal blow at any time......
All this disappeared in an instant, You Yuxin only felt that his eyes were dark, as if he had picked up a life, and his body was already wet with cold sweat.
You Tong brushed his sleeves and left, only a voice entered You Yuxin's ears: "Get the first, help the Feng family complete the big plan, and a woman like Han Rou is also at your disposal!"
"Can't get the first place? The phantom just now can become real. β
You Yuxin sat on the ground, looking at the rusty halberd that You Tong left on the table, the confusion in his eyes gradually dissipated, and only greed and madness remained: "Han Rou...... Han Rou! I'll get you!"
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Han Rou sat alone in the practice room, the sword marks on the wall that were several meters deep were slowly healing, she had already slashed at this white wall tens of thousands of times, from the first time she held the sword, she could only leave a white mark, to now she can sword after sword, so that this wall can completely penetrate it without reacting in time.
She tapped her brow lightly, and a purple sword that only she could see appeared in her hand, letting out a clear groan.
"Sad song, ancestor, you are a ruthless sword, why can't I feel it?"
Han Rou stroked the sword body, and the Sorrowful Song Sword seemed to understand the confusion in her master's heart, floating quietly in the air, allowing her fingertips to run over the beautiful patterns of the sword body.
At the age of eight, she was withdrawn by nature and touched the sword for the first time, and since then she has become more and more detached. The astonishing kendo endowment made her from such a small identity in the side branch of the family to become a rising star favored by the family in one fell swoop. But except for the uncle who also loves swords, "Sword Absolute " Han Chengyi really cares about her, others just treat her as a weapon.
Just a sword.
The sword is straight, but the human heart has too many twists. Han Rou sighed, because of this, the ten-year-old old monk came to Han's house, leaving behind the proverb of "taking the sword as a couple" and the ancient sword with the seal "Sad Song", which seemed to others to be a vicious curse, but she was calm.
"What's wrong with being a sword?" she muttered, but a scene suddenly popped up in her mind: wind and sand, moonlight, that person used a sword-like bamboo to remove the half-style "Bai Jiafan Sword". She was a little distracted.
Han Rou screamed in pain, leaving round beads of blood on her fingertips, and the "sad song" that she grew up with was the first time she was herself, and she just thought it was her own heart.
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