In the early morning of the next day, everyone gathered under the stage again, and Ye Wen's face on the stage was not very good, he had nothing extra to say, and opened directly: "Today, the second round of competition will be held, and each sect will send the top five elite disciples out of the station, and draw lots to determine the opponent." ”

As soon as the words ended, someone brought out a saucer, and four wooden cards were placed above the plate, literally face down.

Everyone looked at each other, not understanding what this meant, and Ye Wen explained: "These four wooden cards represent the four major sects, and the sect masters of each sect draw lots to fight against each sect to compete for the first place. The last sect in the ranking will be challenged by the following sects, and if any other sect wins the challenge, it will be promoted to one of the four major sects. ”

"How can there be such a comparison, in this way, won't we who are small sects even be able to get on the stage?"

"The night family really doesn't take us seriously when they do this!"

"Let's not say a word, who made him the head of the four major sects!"

"Hmph, not necessarily this time, they have not been compared to the Wen family in the imperial hunting, and it is not certain whether they can compare this time, uh!" As soon as this person's voice fell, he suddenly felt a chill in his back, and he immediately turned his head to look but saw nothing.

The Wen family, the Xuanyuan family, and the Hades family all looked slightly weird, and it seemed that it was difficult to start. Ye Wen saw their concerns, and he smiled and said, "You don't have to worry, this year is just the first competition for the four major sects and the first place, and then each family can challenge the disciples in each sect on their own!"

Having said this, a few people didn't say much, Wen Zichu took the lead in going to a wooden sign on the plate, and the other two saw that he had already done it, so they also grabbed a piece and put it in their hands. A few people looked at it, the Wen family played against the Ye family, and the Xuanyuan family played against the Hades family.

This battle is basically decent, and the most interesting thing is the battle between the daughter of the Wen family and the son of the Ye family. Both of them stood out from various sects, and they were very dramatic, so everyone watched this battle with relish and applauded.

Ye Wen kept frowning, he could not have worried, but his son was injured yesterday, and now he is always affected. He still remembers that scene vividly, he always told himself not to steam steamed buns to fight for breath, all these years of attention to children's education, looking at today's outstanding son, his heart is also very proud, if his son can defeat the girl in public today, his evil breath is also out.

Yan Ling is a little younger, but his skills are tricky, and his body is also very flexible, and there is nothing to avoid. Ye Xuan is different, his exercises are much more decent, although the attack is fast and accurate, all aspects are just right, but he has to avoid many places, he always has to restrain his hands and feet, plus he was injured before, he can't help but be a little caught off guard.

The two of them whipped and slashed a sword, and the back and forth was even more exciting than those adult fights, and in the end, Yan Ling was defeated in the hands of Ye Xuan with half a move.

Yan Ling in the audience was about to go out for a walk down the mountain, but Ye Xuan stopped her, and he said expressionlessly: "Why don't you use all your strength?"

Yan Ling was speechless, "Who told you I didn't use all my strength?"

"I can feel it!"

"Your delusion!"

"You can't lose with your whip. ”

"But I'm just losing, don't get in the way, I'm going to go out! A big man, don't be embarrassed!" Yan Ling was impatient.

Ye Xuan's face was dark, but he didn't dwell on it anymore, he raised his hand and threw it, and something flew towards Yan Ling.

Yan Ling stretched out his hand to take it, and saw that it was the jade pendant that he said he wanted to bet on yesterday. She smiled: "You didn't lose, what are you doing for me?"

"I lost, if it weren't for you! Don't talk about it this time, next time we'll have a good fight!"

Yan Ling looked at his back and felt inexplicable, but he was right, he really didn't do his best, but thinking that he was injured and holding on so strongly, it was impossible for him to admit defeat, so he could only admit defeat by himself!

At the bottom of the mountain, Yan Ling patted the non-existent dust on her body, raised her head and strode towards the street, the place she arrived at was a quiet alley, and when she went out of this alley, she walked to the street, the crowd of people coming and going, the friendly conversation of relatives and friends when they met, noisy but not abrupt. The street is lined with splendid shops, and there is not a single stall to sell, let alone a single shout. The area is clean and quiet, except for the restaurants, clothing shops and large shops in Mobaoxuan, there are no miscellaneous stalls. Yan Ling walked around the way, and when he came across a beautiful shop, he would go in to see it and buy something he liked.

The further I went, the more crowds grew, and the clothes on our bodies changed from gorgeous and rich to coarse cloth shirts. More and more stalls of all kinds are placed on both sides of the avenue, food stalls, toy stalls, and many selling cultural and antique goods.

Yan Ling leaned over to look at each stall, and saw a stall that looked good, there were a lot of people, and the bowls of those guests were filled with round and full big wontons, and they were a little greedy for a while. She found a vacant seat and sat down and said, "Boss, come to a bowl of wontons!"

"Okay, wait a minute, guest officer!" The boss saw that business was coming again, and hurried to work happily.

Here, Yan Ling was waiting for the wontons to come up and eat them, when he suddenly saw a group of teenagers chasing and beating a little beggar in rags. The beggar was thin and weak, and they knocked him to the ground again and again, and then got up and continued to run, and when he looked closely, he didn't seem to have any strength, and others could get out of the way with a push, but after a punch and kick, he found an opportunity to get up and continue to run.

"Stinky beggar, what are you running!"

"Little poor ghost, quickly kneel down and kowtow to grandpa!"

"Run, kick you to death, if you want the grandfathers to let you go, you just obediently kneel down and get under the crotch of the grandfathers' pants and kowtow three times honestly, and we will let you go!"

Vicious and cruel words stabbed the little beggar like a sharp sword, and the beggar was silent, still looking for a gap to escape.

"Drill, drill, kowtow again, and you'll be fine!"

"Drill fast, drill quickly!"

Many adults next to him watched this scene, but no one stepped forward to help or even scold, but many people were there clapping their hands, as if it was just a toy to make fun of them. For some reason, Yan Ling felt that there was a ball of anger burning in her heart, she was angry at the indifference of these people, and she hated these young people who were a few years older than her.

The beggar finally found an opportunity to run out again, but how could he outrun so many people, and at last, he was surrounded by a group of people into a corner, and his escape angered the teenagers, and they were even more spicy, as if they wanted to beat this stinky beggar in their eyes to death.

As soon as the wonton was brought to the table, Yan Lingzhi stood up suddenly, startling the boss. She took out the phoenix whip at her waist and rushed to the corner as fast as she could.

"Stinky beggar, even if you are a tattered and smelly lowly scum, you also want to cultivate? A teenager punched the dirty beggar beggar beneath him.

"Like, what the hell, dare to come here and dirty your grandfather's eyes, phew. Another teenager also spat out a mouthful of phlegm.

"If you are not allowed to run, you dare to run, and you will be embarrassed!"

"Brothers, beat hard, just a beggar, and no one will take care of him if he dies. Listening to these vicious words, Yan Ling's immature little face was covered with frost, and a nameless anger burned in her heart, and even she didn't know why she was so angry.

Yan Ling took out a handkerchief and threw it to the little beggar: "Wipe off that mouthful of phlegm." Then she swung her whip and whipped it, and she whipped seven or eight people in a circle to the ground, rolling and wailing. She didn't seem to be able to vent the anger in her heart, and continued to whip one whip after another.

The little beggar grabbed the little red square handkerchief thrown over, raised his head, and looked through the gap in his dirty hair with a pair of clear purple eyes, a petite little girl, dressed in red like maple fire, with red lips and white teeth, and a delicate appearance, with a light red whip in her hand, flexible as a snake.

"Stop fighting, you're going to beat them up, what a big deal, isn't it just a casual bully of a little beggar, why do you use weapons to beat people!"

"That's it, the little girl's heart is also a little ruthless!"

"That's it, go and get the parents of these children, we're blocking her here, we can't let her leave. ”

Yan Ling looked at the men and women rushing over, and one by one they accused her with righteous indignation, as if she had done something heinous and bad.

Yan Ling didn't understand, she pointed to the little beggar and asked strangely: "When I beat them, a group of you people came to accuse me and settle accounts with me, so when a group of them beat him, why didn't you go to help and say something cool?"

"A stinky beggar, a poor ghost, he doesn't even have a father and mother, and he deserves to be bullied!" a woman with fat lips and big ears screamed at the accusation.

"Like, can you compare to these pampered children?"

"Aren't beggars human in your eyes?"

"What kind of people are beggars, their existence is to disgrace our town!"

Yan Ling was extremely angry in his heart, and he was unwilling to deal with this group of vulgar people with twisted hearts.

"You put that one in his mouth, and he has to go back from where he came out. Yan Ling pointed to the dirty handkerchief in his hand, and then to the boy who had just spat on him. is as old as her, but she humiliates others so viciously, Yan Ling really hates it, and everyone who insults others will be humiliated.

The little beggar was looking at her with sparkling eyes and adoring faces. Hearing her speak, he nodded hurriedly, he was reluctant to use this veil, but unfortunately he was soiled by his phlegm. The little beggar formed a small ball of the handkerchief in his hand, and roughly stuffed it into the boy's mouth, making him almost want to vomit, and even covered his mouth with his little dirty hand maliciously, and the nausea and stench rushed straight to his head, and the boy couldn't stand it and fainted.

"It's just presumptuous, catch these two, and dare to bully these children in such a vicious way in front of our big guys. "Those people are going to do it as they say.

Yan Ling swung his whip and hit the men who stretched out their hands, and suddenly there was another scream.

"Everyone be careful, this girl knows kung fu!"

Suddenly, those people were honest, and they all hesitated, not daring to go on casually anymore.

Seeing that those people were honest, Yan Ling turned his gaze again.

The other child was afraid that he would also take revenge on himself, so he quickly pretended to faint, but he still couldn't escape the fate of being stunned. I saw the little beggar tear off a strip of rag from his body, roll it up, and stuff it into his mouth. After doing this, the little beggar no longer looked at Wei Gou on the side, walked in front of Yan Ling, and was afraid that he would smoke her, so he immediately took a few steps back, lowered his head and pulled his clothes nervously with his little hands, and was very worried in his heart, she didn't control it, would she hate herself like them?

From the moment he saw Yan Ling, he felt as if he had done something, found the right person, and never wanted to be separated from her again, even if he could only follow secretly.