The competition had a bye again, but Wu Heng's heart did not fluctuate, and he didn't even care too much about his frequent draws of No. 1.

Sikong Yunfei's words yesterday seemed to remind him that although Rong Rong's relationship with him was very bad now, it did not affect Wu Heng's love for her.

Although Rong Rong stabbed him with a sword, Wu Heng felt that the traces of her existence in her heart were even more profound......

This should be the so-called unforgettable, right? It's just that it's too sad.

......

"Little junior brother, don't you have to compete? Could it be that you really won the No. 1 lottery again?"

Wu Heng, who was walking aimlessly, suddenly heard Senior Brother Liu Sheng's words.

"Uh...... I don't have to try this morning......"

Wu Heng nodded embarrassedly.

"I'll ...... Did I really say it, little junior brother, you really can do it!"

Liu Sheng gave a thumbs up and exclaimed exaggeratedly.

"Senior Brother Liu, aren't you going to watch the game, why are you here?"

Wu Heng didn't want to talk about this topic more, so he asked casually.

"Senior Sister Jing'er has just finished drawing lots, and the game hasn't started yet!"

Liu Sheng explained.

"Oh......"

Wu Heng nodded lightly.

"Aren't you going to take a look, junior brother, Senior Sister Jing'er's opponent is a popular figure in the sect recently!"

Liu Sheng suddenly said mysteriously.

"Who is it?"

Wu Heng asked casually.

"It's Xiao Rongrong! I heard that she is the object of admiration of many male disciples!"

Liu Sheng said with relish, but he didn't see Wu Heng's suddenly changed face at all.

"Where, which Xiao Rongrong ......"

Wu Heng asked uncertainly.

"It's Xiao Rongrong of Qianzhu Peak! Are there still two Xiao Rongrong? Oh yes, this Xiao Rongrong you should know!"

Senior Brother Liu Sheng thought for a while and said.

"I'm not going, I'm just waiting for you outside......"

Wu Heng lowered his head, and his tone was a little gloomy.

"Oh, little junior brother, don't always look sullen, go see how good it is for beautiful women to take care of their eyes, take a walk, senior brother will take you to enjoy the flowers!"

Liu Sheng smiled and began to pull Wu Heng towards the "human" ring......

......

"You are Xiao Rongrong, but you have become more and more beautiful after a few years. ”

On the "human" No. 1 ring, Jing'er asked the beautiful girl in front of her.

"Who are you?"

Rong Rong was a little puzzled, she didn't know the person in front of her at all, but she seemed to recognize herself, or was it a long time ago?

"It doesn't matter who I am, I just want to ask you one thing today!"

Jing'er stared at this girl who looked better than herself, and asked word by word.

"What do you want to say?"

Rong Rong didn't want to say too much.

"What's wrong with my little brother? He likes you so much, but you ignore him, do you know how sad he is? I hardly see him laugh......

Jing'er stared closely at the girl in front of her and questioned one by one.

"Are you done talking nonsense?"

Rong Rong's tone was a little cold, and she probably guessed who the person in front of her was talking about.

"You are so ruthless, I really feel worthless for my little junior brother......"

Seeing her such an attitude, Jing'er felt a little uncomfortable in her heart.

"Are you here to try or to intercede?, but whatever you want, I don't want to waste time with you, so let's get started!"

Rong Rong pulled out her magic sword with a "swish" and pointed directly at Jing'er.

"I hope you don't regret it, and I won't show mercy!"

Jing'er didn't say much anymore, she finally saw why the little junior brother was so sad.

"The name of this sword is called Shui Han, and it is forged by thousands of years of ice, you should be careful!"

After Rong Rong finished speaking, she stepped forward with her sword, and under the operation of her true qi, the whole person and the sword exuded a burst of cold aura.

Although Jing'er was very annoyed by Rong Rong's attitude, she didn't dare to be careless at this time, this woman's cultivation was extraordinary, and it was a rare ice attribute, which had to make her be careful.

also pulled out his own "autumn rain", and Jing'er caught up.

The two women collided with each other, and a powerful wave spread in all directions, like a gust of wind, blowing the clothes of the onlookers and disciples.

"Good!"

"Come on, two young ladies!"

The onlookers continued to cheer.

......

After a fight, the two daughters separated and confronted each other.

The collision just now was just a temptation between them.

"You're strong!"

Jing'er stared at the woman in front of her and said seriously.

Although she was dissatisfied with this woman's performance, she had to admit her strength.

"You're not bad either!"

Rong Rong still had an indifferent expression, and her tone was flat.

As soon as the words were finished, the two of them each picked up the magic trick, and then threw the magic sword in their hands into the air.

"Ah...... Are they going to just fight like this?"

There was a burst of exclamations from the disciples around.

As if to confirm their words, the two girls pinched the magic trick at the same time, and their respective magic swords seemed to have received some kind of order, and they went towards each other with a whistling sound.

The sound of "bell-bell-bell" kept ringing, and I saw that above the two girls' heads, their respective magic swords began to collide continuously.

At the place where the two magic swords intersected, there were bursts of energy fluctuations in the air, and the true qi was overflowing and restless, but it was also dizzying to watch.

......

"It can't go on like this, there's still a competition in the afternoon, and the real gas can't be consumed here......"

After the half-pillar incense, Rong Rong's silver teeth, which were slightly sweaty on her forehead, bit down, intending to fight quickly.

At this time, Jing'er also felt a little tired, this kind of fight was actually very draining, but the two of them seemed to have some kind of tacit understanding, and almost unanimously chose this way.

"I must not lose to her, I must seek justice for the little junior brother!"

Jing'er put her heart on the horizon and planned to fight to the end, but her idea was doomed to fail.

At a certain moment, Jing'er, who was manipulating the magic sword with all her might, suddenly felt that the air was stagnant.

Immediately afterward, she felt that her magic sword was surrounded by a powerful cold qi, and the speed at which her true qi was running began to slow down......

"How so?"

Jing'er was a little unconvinced, but it was true, because she found that her magic sword had stopped obeying her call......

"Go!"

Rong Rong let out a low shout, and the magic sword "Water Cold" suddenly had a cold aura, and suddenly enveloped Jing'er's flying sword.

With a "clang", Jing'er's "Autumn Rain" finally couldn't support it and fell to the ground, and the entire sword body was covered with a thick layer of ice......

"You...... What kind of exercise are you?"

Jing'er's face turned pale, and she took a few steps back before standing still, she looked at the woman opposite in disbelief, and asked unwillingly.

"No matter what the exercises are, in short, you lose!"

Rong Rong still said lightly.

"Okay! I lost! But I still hate you!"

Jing'er picked up the falling flying sword, dropped a word, and jumped out of the ring without looking back.

"Senior Sister Jing'er (Senior Sister Jing'er), you're not injured, are you?"

The two senior brothers Liu in the audience hurriedly greeted him and asked with concern.

Rong Rong followed Jing'er's gaze, but suddenly saw a familiar figure, it was Wu Heng......