Chapter 13 How can it be meaningless
Hearing this, Zhang Qing almost spurted out another mouthful of blood, but looking at Elder Xing's expressionless face, he didn't say anything after all.
There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, but after glancing at Xu Jianyu with resentment in his eyes, he slowly walked away step by step.
After Zhang Qing walked away, Elder Xing said, "This person has a bad heart, and the medicine you were given is poison?"
Xu Jianyu shook his head and said, "No, it's just that after taking it, it will cause a lot of damage to the body, and Yu Qing will not be able to exert his strength at all at the Enlightenment Meeting." ”
"No matter what, as long as it's not poison, Zhang Qing won't be severely punished, and if he doesn't admit that he wants to plot against Yu Qing, he won't even be punished in any way. ”
"I know. Xu Jianyu said gloomily.
"If you're smart enough, you shouldn't do it. ”
"Hmm. ”
"But you do it, and you do it very seriously, and you will be punished. ”
"Hmm. ”
"Do you regret it?"
After being silent for a while, Xu Jianyu said, "If I do it all over again, I probably won't be able to help it." ”
"Why? Don't you know there's no point in doing that?"
"How could it be meaningless?" Xu Jianyu raised his head and looked at Elder Xing, and said a little strangely, "Zhang Qingju has a bad heart, so I will teach him a lesson, how can it be meaningless?"
Elder Xing was speechless for a while, and after thinking seriously for a long time, he said, "Because the pavilion will not admit your move, you will be punished instead." ”
"So what? At least I taught Zhang Qing a hard lesson. ”
Elder Xing was silent for a long time before saying, "I appreciate you. ”
"Would you like to see what is happening in the rain platform?" he asked again.
Xu Jianyu nodded.
With a wave of his sleeves, the figures of Yu Qing and Lin Yuan appeared in mid-air.
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Yu Qing's sword suddenly stabbed out from the city wall, like a snake that had been gathering strength for a long time, biting its prey.
Lin Yuan, who was of the sword, could only dodge to the side, but the sword turned a corner and rushed straight towards Lin Yuan again.
Between Lin Yuan and the sword, a square spiritual power barrier suddenly appeared. The barrier shimmered with a strong cyan light, but it was extremely unstable to see, and sure enough, when the tip of the sword touched the barrier, it barely stopped, and directly smashed the flickering barrier into a sky full of fragments.
But Lin Yuan's sword had already reached his hand from under his feet, and when Yu Qing's sword roared, the two touched together mercilessly, making a crisp sound.
As Lin Yuan's figure, who couldn't resist the sword, continued to fall, the two swords collided together I don't know how many times. The sound made when the sword was handed over was very crisp, and the spiritual power that burst out was also dazzling and beautiful, and from a distance, it looked like a lightning bolt circling and falling in the low sky, and the thunder was pleasant.
Lin Yuan finally stepped on the ground, and he stepped on the ground very hard, like a small mountain hitting the earth, making a loud and dull sound.
When he landed, he stopped moving, because a sword was already pressed vertically above his head.
The reason why it was not pierced by the sword was not that the sword stopped, but that there was another sword between the tip of the sword and the head.
Between the tip of the sword and the body of the sword, there is still a little bit of spiritual power like a spark.
This scene is like a painting, very depressing, but I have to admit that it is beautiful.
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Lin Yuan's legs were almost completely stuck in the earth, and the rain flowed down the ground into the pit, quickly filling the gap, causing his legs to soak in the water.
It's not biting, but it's a little uncomfortable.
In Lin Yuan's gaze, Yu Qing slowly walked out of the broken wall.
His face was a little pale, his lips were a little pale, and his body was a little trembling.
In the hour of waiting for Lin Yuan, Yu Qing did not sit on the bricks in the city wall, but on his sword, because if there was no outlet for spiritual power, he was afraid that it would be out of control.
It is of course a very tiring thing to control the sword to float in the air all the time, and to control the crazy boiling spiritual power to prevent it from exploding suddenly. If Lin Yuan came another hour late, maybe Yu Qing would have fallen first.
Lin Yuan looked at Yu Qing's approaching figure, struggling to speak, because the sword above his head was still desperately pressing down, if he opened his mouth and loosened his breath, the consequences would be very serious.
"Give it up. Yu Qing's voice trembled a little, but his tone was calm.
He almost didn't want anything now, he just wanted to burst out all the spiritual power in his body, he looked down at Lin Yuan, who seemed to be trampled under his feet, and stretched out his right hand to touch the hilt of his sword.
As long as he touched the hilt of the sword, everything would be over, and the spiritual power in his body that was already hungry and thirsty would pour into the sword in an instant, and Lin Yuan's head would be crushed into powder by this huge force!
And at this critical moment, Lin Yuan didn't know where the strength came from, and he actually raised his head.
Yu Qing saw his eyes, there was no anger, no resentment, only full of incomprehension.
Why?
This is the inquiry of those eyes.
Yu Qing, who had almost stopped thinking, suddenly paused.
But the next moment, his hand continued to touch the hilt of the sword.
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The outside world can't hear the sound inside the rain platform, but just looking at this scene, you know that the next moment, someone may die.
Outside the listening platform, many disciples who watched this competition held their breath and watched this scene nervously. Some disciples even tried to fly towards the listening platform, but they were all bounced back by a force.
And next to the ruins of Zhang Qing's room, Xu Jianyu couldn't hide her anxiety, "Let them come out quickly, someone is going to die!"
"Don't be noisy, I'm measured. Elder Xing said lightly.
Xu Jianyu was so anxious that he stomped his feet on the side, but he was helpless.
What she didn't know was that as long as Elder Xing had a thought, Yu Qing and Lin Yuan, who were originally standing together, would immediately separate.
Because the listening rain platform is actually a space magic device, and it is not an ordinary space magic device, the space inside it can change in size, of course, the maximum and minimum are limited.
Now the space inside the Listening Rain Pavilion is not the largest space, and it can be expanded again. As long as Elder Xing moved to expand the space, then a blank space could appear between Yu Qing and Lin Yuan out of thin air.
If Yu Qing really wanted to kill Lin Yuan, then he would find that his sword was pierced on the ground.
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Under the watchful eye, Yu Qing touched the hilt of the sword.
The sword began to tremble, making a "buzzing" sound that seemed to be excited, as if in pain.
A white light emanated from the sword body, completely submerging the original blade, and the white light became brighter and brighter, brighter and brighter, and even became dazzling.
In the heavy rain, Yu Qing's subordinates seemed to hold a round of sun.
However, from a certain moment, the dazzling white light began to shrink, and the sound of the sword became smaller and smaller, until finally it turned into the same ordinary appearance as usual, and was held in Yu Qing's hand.
Lin Yuan felt that the pressure above his head had completely disappeared, and he smoothly pushed the sword above his head up for a few points, and then raised his head.
A drop of water dripped into his eyes, and his vision turned red in an instant.
It was blood water.
Yu Qing's right hand holding the sword was blurred with flesh and blood, and a large amount of blood flowed out, flowing down the sword body, flowing onto Lin Yuan's horizontal sword, and then mixed with the rain and poured down from Lin Yuan's head.
"Senior Brother Yu, what's wrong with you?" Seeing this, Lin Yuan hurriedly got up and hugged the crumbling Yu Qing and asked.
"Who did you tell the news of today's competition?"