Chapter 23: Sleepless on the Couch (15) Win or lose

"Actually, I don't blame you, you took my light away from the promotion. Xia Yu blinked her eyes that had been hit by the rain. When he said this, his eyes were moist, but he was sincere.

Xia Qiong's eyes widened as she heard him say this. He had never wanted to think about the shame he had ever received. He was so strong that he took away the opportunity of Xia Yu, who was weaker than him, in order to advance, and left him alone in the dangerous bat cave.

When he snatched the lamp and fled, he had long forgotten to care about Xia Yu's feelings. He was desperate for strength, for him to be stronger, even if it was to take this opportunity from his cousin, whom he depended on.

Xia Yu, who did not advance, still stayed in the bottom purple belt, but after he was promoted, he showed his skills and jumped into the orange belt, becoming the same level as the brutal senior brother. He escaped his masochistic situation and confronted the brutal brother many times, succeeding in making him his own defeat.

Sometimes Xia Qiong and his senior brothers at the same level walked confidently and high-spiritedly, and when they met Xia Yu, who was unknown and lowered his head on the side of the road, his chest suddenly blocked a breath. Xia Yu raised his head slightly, and his shallow gaze met his. He was suddenly shocked, speechless and embarrassed.

He originally thought that after the collapse of the thousand families, he and Xia Yu would be equal. But after this incident, he was a little shorter than Xia Yu. He often dreamed that Xia Yu used this to ridicule him and laugh at him. said that he was robbed of his current position.

He was terrified, for fear that this matter would be exposed, but soon there was a rumor that he had snatched Xia Yu's bright light to be promoted. Yumen has always punished cheating very harshly, and once Xia Qiong cheats, he will be beaten back to the bottom.

Yumen suddenly became a rumor, because Xia Qiong was a dazzling person, and the rumors about it naturally spread vigorously. Xia Qiong was already weak-hearted, he was so flustered that he convicted Xia Yu of rumors without even thinking about it.

One night, he intercepted Xia Yu, who was going back to bed alone, and asked him for clarification. Xia Yu was overjoyed when he saw him coming to him, but unfortunately before he could say hello, he was slapped by Xia Qiong. He touched his red, swollen and numb cheeks in a daze, and said tremblingly, "Why?"

Xia Qiong said angrily: "Everywhere it is said that I robbed you of your light to be promoted." Xia Yu can't see that you are such a person. If you are not convinced, you will come to me in person, and you will secretly sinister me behind your back. ”

Xia Yu hurriedly explained: "No, I didn't say it. ”

Xia Qiong didn't listen to his quibbles, and snatched his voice: "It's not who you are! I know you're not convinced, but I'm telling you, even if you make the cut, you won't do anything with your talent. You're a worthless piece of waste compared to me. ”

Xia Yu looked at him in disbelief, a pair of black eyes were like a mysterious night, and the moonlight that appeared in the night turned into tears in his eyes. He grabbed the hem of his clothes, lowered his head, and sobbed, "I didn't, not me." How could I ......"

Xia Qiong turned her back to him, and stabbed him with a vicious gaze: "If you dare to talk nonsense in front of the teacher, I will not let you go." ”

His cold back finally disappeared under the moonlit night, Xia Yu sobbed in fear, and still said in his mouth: "How can I, how can I do something unfavorable to you." ”

This matter was still stabbed at the teacher's place, and Xia Qiong and Xia Yu were summoned to question. Xia Qiong's threatening and warning gaze kept wandering back and forth on Xia Yu.

Xia Yu did not tell the truth and denied it.

Xia Qiong escaped. And the classmate who spread the rumors was also found out, and it was a yellow belt disciple. This Yellow Belt disciple once suffered from Xia Qiong. At that time, Xia Qiong had just become a disciple of the orange belt, and her temperament had changed a lot, so she didn't take him seriously and gave him some lessons. This yellow-banded disciple couldn't see him so frivolous, and it just so happened that he was on the other side of the bat cave that day, and he knew all this, so he went around telling people about it.

As a result, this matter was denied by the two parties. He ignored it, and was targeted by Xia Qiong again, and before he could say anything, he was beaten violently for three days in a row. He couldn't stand it anymore, and he was powerless to resist, so he could only beg Xia Yu.

Xia Yu saw that he was beaten all over by Xia Qiong, like a fish in his throat, he couldn't believe that Xia Qiong would be so cruel. He promised that the yellow disciple would talk to Xia Qiong.

That night, Xia Qiong went to the dormitory of the Yellow Belt disciple on time to vent his anger, but met Xia Yu, who had been waiting for a long time. Xia Qiong didn't show a kind or guilty expression, his eyebrows and eyes were cold, as if there was a living person standing in front of him.

"Is there something wrong?" he said coldly.

Xia Yu persuaded: "Stop, it's enough, this matter is over." ”

Xia Qiong looked at him and asked rhetorically: "It's over, I can't live here for the rest of my life, I want him to understand what the consequences of making rumors about me will be." After speaking, he approached the trembling yellow-banded disciple, his wrist turning, ready to go.

Xia Yu bit her lip and saw the fear on the face of the Yellow Belt disciple and Xia Qiong's terrifying face. He couldn't let Xia Qiong hurt others again. He closed his eyes and said loudly.

"It's me! The rumor is the ...... I passed on" His voice gradually weakened, Xia Qiong really stopped, he slowly turned his head, it was an expression that Xia Yu could not forget for the rest of his life.

Full of grievances and hatred, there were tears under his frowning eyebrows.

He had never seen Xia Qiong crying, even if the whole family was wiped out, Xia Qiong had never cried.

Xia Yu immediately regretted it, he didn't consider how much harm he would do to Xia Qiong if he was the initiator.

Since then, Xia Qiong seems to have changed as if she has changed a person, ruthless and cold, and she is also like a different person, not only like a stranger but also maliciously.

Later, the Xia family suffered a heavy blow. The disciples of the Jade Gate are dead and scattered. There were dozens of Lingding people left in Tianshu Pavilion, and Xia Qiong took advantage of the situation to become the first among these dozens of people. And under Xia Qiong's suppression and instigation, all the disciples of Tianshu Pavilion were maliciously directed towards him.

The drums sounded again, and because of the rain, the parchment drum splashed many fine raindrops when it was struck. Xia Qiong's eyes glanced at the vibrating drum surface, and he muttered, "Do you know what decision I made in the seven drums in the Bat Cave?" he lowered his head into Xia Yu's gaze. His voice was mixed with the cacophony of raindrops.

"I decided to leave everything behind, including you. So you will fulfill me, brother. ”

Xia Qiong let go of the sword in his hand, turned to the palm of his hand to use his spiritual power, and quickly slapped the top of the hilt with a palm, and the tip of the sword quickly stabbed down. Xia Yu closed his eyes and disappeared in place again. The long sword did not penetrate Xia Yu's body as expected, and was safely inserted into the table. The Wanchao Sword poked in from behind and pressed against the back of Xia Qiong's head.

"Do you think the same trick will be useful the second time?" Xia Qiong pulled out his long sword from low and swung it back.

Xia Yu jumped quickly and flipped backwards.

"I only advise you, don't play any more battles, your right hand can't hold it. ”

Xia Yu was silent, did not listen to the advice, and still used the dodge array to besiege him. The two were evenly matched, fought more than a dozen rounds, and applied various formations and swordsmanship to each other. Xia Qiong beckoned his defeated right hand and wounded his right hand completely.

The audience at the bottom also ignored the wind and rain, and watched it fascinatingly, and was amazed by the strength and battle shown by the two of them.

Xia Qiong was breathing chaotically, bending over and panting: "How is it possible." Your right hand has been pulsed by me, and it is impossible to cast a formation for a long time. ”

Xia Yu lowered the sword in his hand and said, "Shi Array is to draw an array with hand luck. My right hand has indeed been pulsed by you, and I can't transmit spiritual power smoothly. ”

"Then how could you?" Xia Qiong replied.

Xia Yu raised his head to look at him, smiled sadly, slowly raised his left hand holding the sword, and said, "Because I'm left-handed." ”

Xia Qiong's eyes widened, and she was stunned: "Impossible, you are left-handed, why don't I know!"

Xia Yu replied: "This is the only thing you don't know. He raised his head at him and motioned for him to look up.

Xia Qiong looked up, and hundreds of swords pressed against her head like mountains, obscuring her vision. He murmured, "Thousand Heavy Sword Technique." ”

"I'm exhausted, and I think so are you. This last trick was left to me by my father, and it was best to decide the winner. Xia Yu said with a steady breath.

Xia Qiong replied angrily: "The Thousand Heavy Sword Technique belongs to the Thousand Family, not just the Sword Saint Qianfeng alone! If it weren't for my father's lack of spiritual power, how could I be inferior to you!"

Xia Yu pointed at his chest: "I once tried my best to make myself stronger in order to protect you. I swore to myself that I would only face this sword for you, and I didn't expect you to be the first enemy of it. ”

Xia Qiong replied with a sneer: "You always look like you are thinking about others, but in fact, you are very unconvinced. Don't give yourself any high-sounding excuses, admit it, you've long regarded me as a thorn in your side. ”

Xia Yu smiled lightly, not caring about his vicious words. He said sincerely: "How is it possible, you are my only brother, Qianqiong." ”

The sword mountain rushed downward, densely packed, and there was no way to avoid it.

Xia Qiong lost her mind for a moment, and her godless eyes flickered to the high viewing platforms on both sides. The cruelty in his eyes gradually subsided, revealing a repentant expression of remorse. He pulled his remorseful eyebrows, looked at Xia Yu with tears in his eyes, the gap between his lips expanded, and a soft and aggrieved voice escaped from his throat: "Brother." ”

Xia Yu's sword trembled at the moment, and the sword pointing at his chest could no longer penetrate, and the Thousand Swordsmanship disappeared with it. The corners of his mouth curled up for a moment before they froze at the edge of his lips. He looked down slowly and hard, the cold, sharp sword piercing into his fiery chest.

Xia Qiong's smug shrill laughter instantly flew wantonly, looked at him coldly and sarcastically, and spit out two words: "Idiot!"

Xia Yu let go of the sword with tears in his eyes, and slowly raised his hand to reach for the blood splashed on the corner of his mouth, wanting to wipe it for him, but Xia Qiong turned his head to avoid it.

Xia Qiong pulled out the long sword, and Xia Yu's not very broad body suddenly fell to the ground, and bright red blood flowed into the rain, and then closed his eyes.

"I'm going to win, no matter what the method. Xia Qionggao looked at Xia Lang on the viewing platform.

The audience was very quiet, except for Xia Gan, who stood up and wanted to rush to the stage, but was stopped by Xia Lin. 'It's not over yet, respect him. ”

Xia Qian endured, and when the drum was finished, he immediately jumped on the stage to watch his injury. Seeing that his whole body was cold and breathless, he glanced at Xia Qiong opposite him angrily and shouted, "Xia Lin! Xia Lin, come over to me!"

The eyes of the audience were attracted by Xia Qian, and Jiuxiaozi held his forehead with a headache. Doesn't this man know who he is now?

The disciples on the spectator seat looked at Xia Lin one after another, only to see that this formation genius who was on the lips of various teachers was being shouted by a new student of Tianshu Pavilion, and his tone was very tough.

Xia Lin jumped into the ring in the eyes of everyone and came to Xia Qian's side. Xia Qian grabbed Xia Lin's arm and said forcefully: "I will hand him over to you, no matter what, you will save his life for me." ”

Xia Lin wanted to be embarrassed and refuse, but Xia Qian's urgency could not be refused, so he had to nod.

Xia Qian stood up and looked at Xia Qiong in front of him, he gritted his back molars: "And he, I will finish it with my own hands." ”