Hearing the constant chatter in his ears, Yuqinghuan's immature face showed a trace of impatience. "Quiet. ”

"......" Wang Anran was speechless in an instant.

After the sound of chirping was gone, Yu Qinghuan breathed a sigh of relief, but seeing that the young man beside him had no intention of leaving, he turned his head and returned to Feng Qing's side.

Feng Qing looked at the apprentice with an embarrassed face, and said in a deep voice, "Huh?"

Yu Qinghuan glanced at Shizun, and said flatly, "Be quiet here, Shizun will reflect it for me, I can't see it." ”

Hearing this, Feng Qing glanced at Wang Anran, who was smiling awkwardly and restless, and then looked at the stupid disciple, who seemed to understand something, his eyes were slightly cold, and the corners of Zijing's lips moved slightly, and he didn't know what to say, only to see that Zijing's complexion changed instantly.

Suddenly feeling the hot eyes on his side, Yu Qinghuan turned his head and saw the apologetic eyes of the head of Zijing, and there was a faint trace of embarrassment.

Just as I was about to ask what the situation was, I heard my own master say.

"Take a good look at the exchange. ”

"Oh. Yu Qinghuan obediently retracted her gaze and obediently looked at the scene of the discussion that the master reflected on her.

A woman in Tsing Yi stood in the center of the stage covered in blood, supporting her body with a sword, but she could still see that she was exhausted at the end of the road.

"Qiushui, stop fighting, you're not my opponent. The man on the other side said helplessly.

"Thank you for your kindness. The woman named Qiushui shook her head stubbornly, even though she was injured all over her body, she still drew her sword and stabbed it in desperation, but the final result was still to be knocked to the ground.

Even if the man didn't make a heavy hand, Qiushui still half-knelt on the ground, and blood flowed all over the ground, staining a large area of the ground red.

Such a tragic competition is rare, so many people wonder what it is for, it is worth this woman to fight to win this game.

"Even if you win, it is impossible to worship in the name of the Lord of Dawn Peak, why should you?" the man withdrew his sword, both pity and admiration, "It's better to admit defeat." ”

"Nope. A pair of tough eyes exuded determination.

The man was very helpless and said, "Your cultivation in the middle stage of foundation building, you can worship any peak master as a teacher, why do you have to be the peak master of Dawn?"

"......" Qiushui didn't reply, his eyes quickly swept over the man in Tsing Yi on the stage, and he didn't know why, he was suddenly full of strength again, and he staggered to his feet.

This scene stunned everyone.

"Go on. "Qiushui sword pointed at men.

"Senior Sister Qiushui, you better admit defeat, if you do this again, you will die. The man said irritably.

"Go on. "Autumn water rushed forward.

Boom.

Boom.

Boom.

I don't know how many times the woman was knocked away, but she eventually stubbornly got up.

Yu Qinghuan was puzzled, "Who is Chenxi? ”

Feng Qing also frowned and looked at Zi Jing, expressing his puzzlement, what kind of divine did he let a female disciple in the foundation building period not even want his life, but also worship him as a teacher.

Zi Jing pointed to the figure at the bottom of the stage and said, "It is the peak master of the Peak of the Peak, the cultivation of the late stage of the Jiedan, the withdrawn temperament, and there is only one disciple under his name." ”

Yu Qinghuan looked at Zijing's fingers, and found that it was a cold man, with an ordinary appearance, although he looked not very old, he was not small, like a man in his thirties.

It doesn't seem to be outstanding.

Feng Qingdao: "Both of them are water and wood spirit roots. ”

Yu Qinghuan nodded clearly, and then asked, "Do you have to worship the same master as a teacher?"

Feng Qing shook his head, "No need, Master introduces the door, and cultivation depends on individuals." ”

"Then why didn't she die?" Yu Qinghuan wondered.

Hearing this, Feng Qing shook his head and said that he didn't know.

Offstage, the man didn't know how many times he knocked Qiushui down, but whether he was crawling or kneeling, Qiushui didn't give up.

"Uncle Shi, if Qiushui is like this, can't she be judged to lose?" For fear that he would kill someone, the man could only ask the referee for help.

The referee also had a headache: "No, unless she doesn't attack, I can't go against her wishes and end this game." ”

"Can't you just think of a way?" the man was anxious.

"No, no......" Before the words were finished, a hoarse voice interrupted the conversation between the two. ”

Looking at the bloody woman who stood up again, the man went completely crazy, "Do you have to look for death?

Qiushui was half-kneeling on the ground, the sword in his hand could no longer be lifted, but his blood-stained face was engraved with a pair of translucent eyes, so dazzling.

On the stage, the lord of Wangyuan Peak looked at the indifferent man beside him and said, "She worships you as a teacher, and she doesn't even want her life, so you don't react?"

Chenxi said lightly, "According to the rules, she needs to be in the top ten before she is qualified to worship me as a teacher." ”

The Lord of Wangyuan Peak said happily, "You are really unkind, and I don't know where that disciple has taken a fancy to you? ”

Hearing this, Chenxi's eyes flashed, and she looked at the woman who had long been unable to see her original appearance, and said in a deep voice, "I saved her decades ago." ”

"I see, that's not surprising. "The lord of Wangyuan Peak knew the jaw" At that time, she was estimated to be only a few years old, and she still remembered you. ”

"Hmm. Dawn was also puzzled, but she didn't care much.

The sword stabbed by the man in the audience on Qiushui's eyebrows stopped suddenly, looking at Qiushui who refused to admit defeat, the man took back the sword irritably, and roared, "Lao Tzu has admitted defeat." ”

The words fell, and the man jumped directly to the sidelines.

And Qiushui in the center of the field stared straight at the referee, blood falling down his eyebrows.

"Autumn water wins. ”

When he heard this, Qiushui breathed a sigh of relief, his tense nerves suddenly relaxed, and he fell to the ground with a thud and passed out.

At this time, the referee stepped forward and put the healing pill into Qiushui's mouth and let people take it down.

"It's a backbone...... the referee applauded.

In this era, this kind of person who has integrity and is not afraid of death is particularly liked, but Yu Qinghuan, who is good at weighing the strong and weak, is not liked.

Time flies, and ten years have passed in the blink of an eye......

At the door of the Shangqing Sect, a white figure walked slowly from the outside, not like other women's flying sword flying fairy posture, but walked up to the foot of the mountain step by step. Generally, only Qi cultivation disciples who have not built a foundation will do this.

When the woman walked to the door, the disciples guarding the door immediately restrained their disdain and were full of respectful worship.

"Little Master, you've returned from your training. ”

Yu Qinghuan bowed lightly and went straight into the Shangqing Sect, and a new disciple next to him wondered, "Who is she? Why does she look like an ice beauty." ”

"Put your dog's mouth clean!" the disciple next to him immediately scolded.

"That's the only disciple of the Ruthless Sword Venerable, my little master of the Shangqing Sect, a genius who has reached the middle stage of foundation building at the age of nineteen!" the disciple spat out, "You also slandered it at will?"

"Tell your brother, you can not come tomorrow. I'm a small family here, but I don't want to be stupid. ”