When the person in charge of maintaining the formation came out to explain the mistakes and omissions of the formation, there was an uproar in the stands, and many people looked at Hao Yun with wrong eyes.

"Senior brother, can I put the portrait of Senior Brother Hao Yun in front of the spirit to worship?" A little boy dressed in blue innocently asked the senior brother next to him, and the senior brother who took care of the little junior brother was helpless, and explained patiently with a gentle smile: "Senior Brother Hao Yun has not yet been feathered, can't he be so rude?"

"I see. The little boy in blue sighed in frustration, but the senior brother keenly heard several people around him sighing in disappointment, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching speechlessly.

However, in the face of this kind of ungodly luck, everyone really wants to enshrine it, and they don't ask for any good luck, great wealth, just ask for a smooth immortal path.

Qu Qingge was almost tormented by Hao Yun's strange luck and lost her temper, and when she was shrouded in a protective shield, she knew that her attack was ineffective.

Simply put away the giant sword, and a brilliant purple mist spread around Qu Qingge's body, and the mist rolled, flashing with crystal dust light, with a trace of peaceful temptation.

Hao Yun looked at the poisonous fog in front of him, holding his breath and waiting, but consciously his eyes were blurred, and a sleepiness that Microsoft could not ignore hit his heart, and the sleepiness became stronger and stronger, and his eyes were sour and he wished to be on the occasion so that he could have a good night's sleep.

"Poof!", Hao Yun suddenly fell down in the surprised eyes of everyone, his expression was serene, his breath was long, and the referee elder approached to check it carefully, only to find that he was actually asleep.

"It's ...... What's going on?" asked Zhang Lian'er curiously.

It seems that Qingge has seen Hao Yun's weakness. Rong Yue'er rubbed her chin with one hand and said with a smile on her face.

"Weakness?In front of Qingge, isn't Senior Brother Hao Yun full of weaknesses all over his body?" Zhang Lian'er silently said a heart-piercing truth.

"No, yes!" Rong Yue'er shook her head and denied: "Hao Yun's strength is indeed not as good as Qingge, but he has the help of the weather, but he has become an untouchable figure, if it is a head-on battle, Qingge will definitely be able to beat Hao Yun down with a face, but it is not Hao Yun himself who fights against Qingge, but Hao Yun's luck." ”

"Luck, then how do you fight this?" The ethereal luck is ethereal, and the people in the entire cultivation realm know that Qu Qingge fights against luck, she can't even see where the enemy is, how to fight?

That's why I said that Qingge saw Hao Yun's weakness. As she spoke, Rong Yue'er paused, raised her eyebrows at Zhang Lian'er, and pointed her chin at her hands.

"Senior sister said so much, you should be thirsty, come and drink some water. Zhang Lian'er was stunned for a moment before she reacted, and hurriedly and diligently handed the spiritual juice she was holding in her hand to Rong Yue'er's lips.

"It's still my family Lian'er who is sensible. Rong Yue'er gave Zhang Lian'er an appreciative smile, laughing so much that people's little faces turned red, and after lowering her head and drinking a sip of sweet and sour spiritual juice, she continued to explain slowly: "Hao Yun can be said to be lucky in success, and luck in defeat, before Qingge used aggressive moves to attack him, naturally he couldn't beat others, not only that, but also caused Hao Yun's luck to be vigilant, and listed Qingge as a dangerous person, and no longer let her get close to Hao Yun in the future." ”

Fortunately, Qingge discovered the mystery on Hao Yun's body in time, so she finally used the confusion of the poison system to attract Hao Yun's attention, but in fact, she just used a simple small illusion technique for sleeping, which did not contain any attack and hostility, so that Hao Yun's luck relaxed his vigilance, so he was tricked. ”

"So, as long as we can attack Senior Brother Hao Yun with non-offensive moves, then we can defeat him?" Zhang Lian'er concluded with bright eyes and an excited tone.

"It can't be said that since Hao Yun can become a core disciple, even if there is some luck in it, his strength is still not weak. If he was to fight against him by someone else, his luck might not be interfered with, and Hao Yun would be able to solve the opponent by himself, but the light song felt too dangerous, and it stimulated his luck. ”

In the final analysis, the opponent's level is too high, and Hao Yun's luck is strong when it is strong, so it will become so magical, in fact, if you change the opponent, even if you don't have the help of luck, it is not certain whether that person can win Hao Yun in the end!

It's like picking out the weakest horse in a herd of good horses, but this good horse is also much stronger than the other middle and lower horses.

The referee elder counted ten times, and before Hao Yun woke up, he decided that Qu Qingge had won, and Hao Yun was carried down to continue sleeping.

This result was also very surprising, until the next competition, everyone was still talking about the previous competition.

The second match was Leng Fengxing vs. Fang Boyuan in the late stage of Jindan.

Qu Qingge sat in the stands and watched the two people on the battle platform, quickly putting all kinds of information on each person in his mind.

Leng Feng Xing is a special spiritual root dark line of the best heavenly spirit root, and it is also a netherworld law body, this trait is very suitable for practicing the dark system of the ghost clan, this special talent physique may be a little helpless if it is placed in other sects, but in the Lingyun Sect, Leng Feng Xing has been well cultivated.

The reason is that the wife of a certain combined elder in the sect is a person from the ghost clan, and Leng Fengxing was directly taught and raised by the elder couple, so he has also learned an extremely powerful and treacherous secret technique.

And Fang Boyuan is the superior heavenly spirit root of the water system, and he also has a special Dharma body of truth, can listen to the mind of all things, see through the essence of people's hearts, and can predict and perceive crises in advance in the battle with people, so as to deal with them in time, and his one-handed water system spell is also used to the extreme, which is extremely difficult to deal with.

Leng Fengxing is a cold and arrogant man as his name suggests, he is dressed in a dark color suit, holding two slender scimitars in both hands, the blade is extremely thin, extremely sharp, and reflects the cold cold light under the west slanting sunlight, Fang Boyuan is a real man as gentle as water, he is dressed in white, his posture is ethereal like a fairy, his breath is gentle and friendly, holding a gorgeous water blue piano, standing in the air and holding Leng Fengxing.

"Lian'er, saliva. Qu Qingge helplessly reminded Zhang Lian'er, who was staring at Leng Fengxing.

"Oooh oh. Zhang Lian'er hurriedly came back to her senses, wiped her mouth with a handkerchief, but there was nothing, realizing that Qu Qingge was teasing her, she couldn't help but be ashamed and said, "Qingge!"

"Hahaha...... Who told you to have both eyeballs nailed to someone's waist? Qu Qingge and Rong Yue'er laughed together, looking at Zhang Lian'er's cute appearance, they couldn't support it.

However, in addition to Zhang Lian'er, there were many people who couldn't help but stick their eyes to Leng Fengxing, in addition to admiring people's exotic handsome and beautiful faces, they were also attracted by the delicate lines exposed by the side waist of the slit that people put on, not to mention that Zhang Lian'er was about to come down when she was laughing at Qu Qingge, and there were really people in the stands who were obsessed with their mouths dripping down unconsciously, and they were ugly.

After laughing, you still have to concentrate on watching the competition, as soon as the competition began, the figure of Leng Fengxing disappeared into the venue, Fang Boyuan seemed to have expected it, and played the piano in his hand unhurriedly, and the beautiful sound sounded, turning into water ripples in the field, spreading around.

Suddenly, Shui Bo noticed something strange in one place, Fang Boyuan reacted instantly, his slender fingertips like jade swiped on the body of the qin, and several golden sounds sounded, and the sharp sound waves quickly attacked that place.

"Huh!" Leng Fengxing's figure appeared for a moment, and the scimitar in his hand slashed, blocking several sound waves that came from the sharp attack, and then his body shook and hid in the dark.

Fang Boyuan's face remained unchanged, gently caressing the qin in his arms, playing a beautiful piece of music, suddenly, he was a little on tiptoe, his body floated backwards, dodging the cold sealing star that suddenly appeared in front of him, holding a sharp blade to attack him, the water waves around him rippled layer by layer, Xiuya's fingertips pulled out a thin waterline, raised her hand and danced, the waterline fluttered, countless waterlines intertwined, turning into a clear water-colored yarn.

The yarn danced lightly, the blood was flying, and the bright red suddenly fell on the stage, Qu Qingge's eyes widened, seeing that the seemingly soft and lingering water-colored yarn turned into a murderous weapon, each waterline was a sharp blade, and the yarn composed of countless waterlines was countless sharp blades, which were twisted so that the flesh and blood of one arm of Leng Fengxing were blurred.

"The Dance of Mizuaya. With a successful blow, Fang Boyuan lightly opened his thin lips, and his warm and clear voice spit out the name of this move.

"Shadow Block. Leng Fengxing's expression was solemn, and the entire battle platform fell with his words, and was suddenly shrouded in darkness, and the people in the stands were puzzled and discussed, and when the darkness dispersed, they saw Fang Boyuan's white clothes soaked in blood, and he was already seriously injured, and he fell to the ground.

"One, two, three......" The referee elder was already slowly counting, but Fang Boyuan covered the wounds on his body and struggled a few times, but he still couldn't get up, and finally could only lie on the ground, waiting for the elder to count to ten and be judged to be eliminated.

"What did you send just now?" Zhang Lian'er looked confused, "I can't see it clearly." Qu Qingge shook his head and said.

The two looked at Rong Yue'er beside them together, but they didn't expect Rong Yue'er to shake their heads, "His moves are very weird, even if I tried with him for a while before, I didn't know much about his routine." ”

Come on, end today, come back tomorrow.

"Light song. Qu Qingge was stopped by Rong Yue'er before leaving, she turned her head to look, and saw Rong Yue'er smiling at herself: "Yesterday, thank you." ”

"We are friends. Qu Qingge only replied with one sentence, so that Rong Yue'er could say goodbye and leave, and when her sword flew in mid-air, she could still listen to Rong Yue'er's hearty laughter behind her, and her lips couldn't help but show a happy smile.

It was night, Qu Qingge lay on his back on the roof, waved his hand to disperse the surrounding miasma, and looked at the twinkling stars above his head, looking stunned.

"Buzz..."The blood-killing sword in the dantian vibrated a few times, attracting Qu Qingge's attention.

She pressed one hand on the dantian, pillowed the other on the back of her head, and whispered: "I'm not bothering about anything, I'm just thinking about how to compete next to win." ”