More and more people speculated and doubted, and even attacked in groups, wanting to knock Zhuge Changdeng off power.

Seeing this situation, Qinghe looked at the stage and stretched out his five fingers, "One, two......"

Qi Rong looked at her dotingly, and the corners of his lips hooked into a smile.

"Three, four, five. Qinghe snapped his fingers, "Erupt!"

At the same time, Zhuge Changdeng's eyes were sharp, his arms were shocked, the cold light was revealed, the long sword was unsheathed, and it suddenly pierced the sky, as the sword momentum grew, the air surged, and the long sword floated above Zhuge Changdeng's head, floating and moving, all full of courage.

Everyone raised their eyes and saw that above the head of Zhuge Changlan, the momentum of the vast star spirit bird slowly appeared.

Someone exclaimed: "It's the Huanque Sword!"

Everyone was shocked in their hearts, the Huanque Sword was one of the nine ancient famous swords in the Chaos Continent, ranking seventh, and the sword aura was fierce and treacherous, and it could not be controlled by people who were not deeply cultivated.

I thought that everyone in the world fought for these nine famous swords, but I didn't expect to see one of the nine swords, the Huanque Sword, at this martial arts competition today, and I couldn't help but sigh that fate is really a magical thing.

Qinghe was also surprised: "This kid turns out to have a back hand." She said to herself: "Nine famous swords, I wonder if Master's Dragon Tooth Sword is one of them?"

"It's not. Qi Rong heard her whisper and said, "The dragon's tooth is an evil sword, not a weapon of righteousness. ”

"You know?"

"I naturally know," Qi Rong looked at her, "because the dragon tooth sword is from my hand." ”

Qinghe's eyes widened.

As soon as the sparrow came out, everyone present was shocked, and those who had questioned it before obediently shut up.

The power of the Huanque Sword is not trivial, the master it chooses must be cultivated, if it makes him unhappy, he will suffer, the one who knows the times is Junjie, even if that person is not Zhuge senior, no one dares to doubt him.

On the stage, Zhuge Changlan saw that the roar stopped, and the gesture moved, and the sword was returned to the sheath.

He accused with a straight face: "Don't you have something to say? If you have to do it, you see, this good time has been wasted." ”

Everyone: Can we be blamed for a rake!

Zhuge Changdeng looked up at the hour, "Okay, the hour is not early, let's start." ”

Striding off the stage, he raised his eyebrows and looked at Luo Fan, who sighed, threw the manuscript into his arms, and walked onto the stage.

"The admissions meeting is about to begin, and due to the large number of visitors, we have decided to adopt the free challenge method, and whoever is confident in their abilities can come to the stage to challenge, and finally we will select ten of the best monks to be included in the academy to make up for the pillars. ”

After Luo Fan finished speaking, he walked off the stage, and at the same time, the four corners of the competition platform played drums, signaling the official start of the competition.

After a moment of silence, a burly man flew up to the stage, holding two huge machetes in both hands, and with a twist of his wrist, the machetes flew up and down, and the heavy machetes were like insignificant toys in his hands.

"I'll come first, who dares to fight with me!"

There was a stirring in the crowd, and a moment later a man in blue stepped up to the stage and said, "I'm coming." ”

The burly man sneered and clenched his machete, "Come on!"

The man in blue was polite, and when he saw that the other party was not polite, he attacked him directly, his eyes changed, and he attacked with a machete.

Qinghe grabbed a handful of dried fruits, watched while eating, and watched the two of them cultivate their bodies, although their strength was comparable, but after all, the man in blue was superior in speed.

After the burly man was defeated, although he was unwilling, he had to admit defeat in front of everyone, and stepped down with a little fist.

After that, some people came to the stage one after another to challenge, and in the end, the man in blue won.

Zhuge Changdeng, who was sitting in the main seat, showed appreciation, raised his hand and shook the copper bell at hand, and said loudly: "May I ask who is the surname of this son, and what is his origin?"

The man in blue replied: "In Xiaju Yao, Hushan is scattered, and there is no door and no faction." ”

Zhuge Changdeng: "Not bad, not bad, the strength and body are extraordinary, you are a good seedling, you are shortlisted." ”

Ju Yao said happily: "Thank you seniors." ”

After stepping down, the monk who knew him congratulated: "Congratulations to my brother." ”

Ju Yao returned the salute one by one, and it was difficult to hide the joy in his eyes.

Because of his victory, it gave great encouragement to everyone present, and in the following time, people continued to compete on stage, but unfortunately the strength was almost the same, and it was difficult for anyone to win for a while.

Until the appearance of Yu Zhiqiu.

Seeing her on the stage, Qinghe, who was about to fall asleep, moved his eyelashes and looked up at the stage.

Seeing her like this, Qi Rong couldn't help but look at Nayu Zhiqiu, but it didn't look like anything special, I don't know why Qinghe paid so much attention to her.

As soon as Yu Zhiqiu came to the stage, someone immediately stepped forward to challenge, and the person was five big and three rough, with a disdainful face, probably because the other party was a woman.

However, it turns out that even if the opponent seems to be a weak woman, you must not take it lightly, otherwise the end will be miserable.

Yu Zhiqiu's technique is smart, his posture is staggering and powerful, which makes people have a sentence in their minds - like a frightening dragon, graceful like a dragon.

Everyone present was unconsciously attracted by Yu Zhiqiu's style, and had a general understanding of this girl's strength in their hearts.

There was no suspense in the result, and naturally Yu Zhiqiu won.

Qi Rong withdrew his gaze from the competition platform, and turned to look at Qinghe, but saw her eyebrows frowning slightly, not knowing what she was thinking, and she didn't even notice that the dried fruit in her hand fell to the ground.

After a pause, Qi Rong spoke: "It's boring to watch the martial arts competition, can you go out for a walk with me?"

The gentle and magnetic voice reached his ears, Qinghe looked at him again, paused for two seconds and said, "Okay." ”

The hustle and bustle grew farther and farther away, and the two men walked aimlessly around the academy.

There are countless beautiful scenery along the way, but Qinghe doesn't seem to have completely recovered his senses, and he lowers his eyes and walks idly until he hits a warm chest.

A prayerful laugh came from overhead, "Little fool, if you go any further, you will crash into a tree." ”

Qinghe looked behind him, and there was indeed a big thick tree.

Perhaps infected by the sound of prayer and laughter, she curled the corners of her lips and let out a light smile, "Yes." ”

Prayer: "Do you have something on your mind?"

Qinghe paused, put away his smile, leaned his back against the big tree, and lowered his eyes silently.

Her mood was a little abnormal, Qi Rong waited in place, did not open his mouth to ask again, he knew that he must not break the casserole at this time to ask to the end, otherwise it would only push her deeper into the abyss.

Half-ringing, Qinghe spoke, without the words of explanation, only said: "Do me a favor." ”

Qirong looked at her and waited for the following.

"Help me find a body. ”

"What is it for?"

Qinghe raised his eyelashes and looked at him deeply, and said two words: "Crossing the soul." ”

Returning to the arena again, the two of them sat in a quiet seat, their faces calm, as if nothing had happened just now.

There are still people who continue to challenge Yu Zhiqiu, although Yu Zhiqiu is a little tired, but he still insists, and those who come do not refuse.

Mi'er looked at her young lady worriedly, the sword in her hand was shaken because of her mood swings, "This game is too unfair! So many people staged a wheel battle, even if the young lady's strength was above them, she would eventually lose due to lack of physical strength." ”

A few people who were closer to her also said unfairly: "That's it, if you want me to say that it should be the fairest one-on-one competition, what is this!." ”

Zhuge Changdeng glanced at the audience, and the person who had just spoken out suddenly shut up.

"In a woman's opinion, there is naturally a reason for the academy to do this, and a person's strength does not only include spiritual cultivation. ”

Zhuge Changdeng deliberately raised his voice, and everyone present heard it clearly, "If your ability is really outstanding, even if there are more people on the other side, you can't help you, this competition is a test of the means and strategies adopted by a person in the face of the enemy." He shook off his robe, lifted Erlang's legs, and said leisurely: "Speaking of which, I still wonder why you want to go up one by one, and it's not easy to deal with one person together." ”

The crowd in the audience was in an uproar, and many people's eyes flashed.

When Mi'er heard this, she immediately shouted: "How can this be! It is not glorious to win the outnumbered competition!"

Zhuge Changdeng glanced at her lightly, and said casually: "Since you have come to participate in my academy's competition, you have to listen to me, otherwise, I don't mind cleaning out the people who question me." ”

"You!" Mi'er bit her lip and glared at him angrily, as if she wanted to stare a hole in Zhuge Changdeng's body.