Chapter Twenty-Five: Her Name

"Young Sect Master, do you need me to kill that kid?" said the white-eyed young man, a person behind him, said quietly.

Yin Qixuan continued to look at Shen Chai's side face, his eyes flashed with doubt, curiosity, and expectation, and finally said: "No, interesting person, it can just relieve my boredom." ”

According to the mudra, there are still many people left at the foot of the mountain, and they are proceeding in an orderly and unhurried manner, and no one urges them, because at this time, it is a good opportunity to observe others, who will become their opponents, and who seems to be better at talking and can be temporarily accompanied.

Except for the girl at the beginning, who is slightly eye-catching, most people still uphold the principle of keeping a low profile, blending into the general stream, and not revealing the landscape, but unexpectedly, Shen Chase, who followed Mo Xiaoyu and stepped forward, was inexplicably blinded.

First, one or two of their peers who came back in front of them gave them disdainful looks, but they were all ignored by Shen Chai, and they didn't expect someone next to them to suddenly say out: "Hey, are you so weak that you still want to die?"

This sound immediately attracted the attention of the people around, and they all wanted to see who was so arrogant, and before it started, it was about to provoke a storm.

The person who spoke was a young man who had been chasing for a few rounds and had been chasing for eighteen or nineteen years, and it seemed that he should have accompanied his clan brother. But when everyone turned their eyes, they found that there was nothing wrong with what this person said.

The young man with the sword was indeed extremely weak, looking at the breath before he even officially stepped into the Star Martial Realm, a right arm that I don't know if it was broken or broken, wrapped in iron like a burning stick, how could such a person dare to participate in this trial meeting?

Almost all the people who were watching cast strange glances, except for a young man in blue, Mo Xiaoyu also smelled the commotion in the rear, and when he heard that sentence, he couldn't help but be a little indignant, and when he stepped over, he wanted to refute, but was chased by Shen.

Shen Chai shook his head, his eyes signaled, there was no need to argue, and stopped Mo Xiaoyu from continuing to walk forward. According to Shen Chai's temperament, how could he care about this kind of gossip, and he didn't even bother to look at that person, and didn't care whether he was kind or disdainful.

However, this move, in the eyes of others, really turned into a weak and timid appearance, and suddenly a burst of laughter sounded.

"I really don't see anything interesting. On the other side, a voice spoke silently again.

The white-eyed young man, looking at Shen Chai's jokes, shook his head and didn't speak again.

And at this time, there was a second person in the field who said that it was interesting, it was a young man of the same generation as Shen Chai, with sharp edges and corners, on the bridge of his nose, and in the middle of his eyebrows, there was a wrinkled sword, holding a long knife with a folding halberd, and he was looking at this side.

The black-haired, waist-high girl, meditating on the distant slope, with her back to the crowd, could not see her expression, did not react at all to the commotion behind her, and her uniform breath did not change.

In this time, Shen Chai's breath and realm appearance are undoubtedly the weakest among his peers, and it is natural that he will be ridiculed, but the one in Mo Yu Villa who is responsible for receiving everyone to explain the rules here did not cast a trace of discoloration, as if he was treated equally.

However, Shen Chai, who came closer, felt a trace of kindness in the rest of the light, didn't ask anything, opened the page, and didn't sign and press his handprint for the first time, but turned to the front of the names, and the three big characters came into view.

Qin Feiyan.

This is her name, the name of the black-haired girl, many potential opponents in the field, and I also saw a few of the ones mentioned by Xiong Yan, but for some reason, it was she who made Shen Chai vigilant the most, this mysterious girl who was alone outside the crowd.

Looking at this name, Shen Zhai pondered for a moment, and suddenly understood, that disobedience with throbbing vigilance, that is, Xiong Yan in Chu Chen's prompt, there is no such girl, with the fact that she has been rooted in Desert Dao City for many years, there will be no omission of information, let alone such a girl who cannot be ignored.

And in Xiong Yan's information, there is one person who did not appear in his eyes, that is Mo Xiaoyu, after several contacts, Shen Chai knows that Mo Xiaoyu's identity is by no means simple, so it seems that this girl's origin is at least as mysterious as Mo Xiaoyu.

Thinking of this, the vigilance in Shen Chai's heart tightened a little, silently signed the note, returned to the crowd, and whispered beside Mo Xiaoyu.

Mo Xiaoyu nodded vigorously, and under Shen Chai's successive prompts, he looked at the past without recklessness, his eyes focused on her, he would definitely be noticed by her, after all, the precedent of secretly observing someone to be recognized in a second is still there, so Shen Chai didn't dare to let Xiaoyu take risks, after all, once he was targeted by that girl, he might be in trouble.

Time passed quickly, and all those present who were determined to participate in the trial had signed the life and death certificates, and there were probably hundreds of them, and the man who announced the rules looked up at the sun, and for a moment longer, before finally he said in a loud voice:

"The time has come, you young people, you can get ready to climb the mountain, if you can't hold on and want to give up, you can shout the words 'I quit' at any time, someone will appear immediately to pick you up, in addition, if you have not reached the summit before noon, it will also be regarded as a failure. ”

It sounds like there will be people watching from the bottom of the mountain to try to make sure that accidents don't happen throughout this trial. But it didn't say that they would take the initiative to help, only when someone shouted "quit", there would be a helping hand, and it was not explained that they could not attack each other and hinder others on the way to the mountain. Those who are present are not mediocre people, so it means that everyone must understand that they must be vigilant against everyone around them, after all, one less threat, the chance of winning the first place will increase.

When the words landed, the towering and immovable swordsmen instantly made a hole at the foot of the mountain, signaling that they could pass.

"Okay Xiaoyu, the way up the mountain is up to you, so let's separate. Shen Chai said without leaning his head, Mo Xiaoyu gave a puzzled look, not understanding why Shen Chai suddenly left, at this moment, wouldn't it be better to walk together.

Without waiting for Mo Xiaoyu to say anything, Shen Chai took the first step and walked forward, leaving the blue-clothed young man who was puzzled and dumb in place, his eyes were bitter and he didn't know what he was thinking, maybe he felt that the person in front of him was unwilling to walk with him, because he was afraid that he would drag him down.

But what Shen Chai was thinking about was completely for Mo Xiaoyu's consideration, after a previous glance with the young sect master of the Bone Erosion Sect, he already faintly felt that he was being targeted, and he was ridiculed later, and a large number of people who heard and despised him made a lot of noise, there is no doubt that he is the softest persimmon, and everyone wants to step on it, so he must be separated from Xiaoyu, so these dangers can only be aimed at him alone.

If he is a ruthless person, he will definitely do the opposite, clinging to Mo Xiaoyu, a powerful peer, to block the gun for himself, but unfortunately, Shen Chai has never been such a person.

Leaving the crowd behind him, the young man carried the obsessive green sword in his left hand, and the wounded in his right hand, and walked forward without looking back.

However, after passing the foot of the mountain, as soon as he stepped on the first step on the mountain, Shen Chai suddenly felt that something was wrong.

It's pressure, unusually heavy pressure.