Chapter 119: Shy?
An Xiaoyi remembered Gu Xing'er's introduction to the Seven Masters of the Outer Gate that day.
"We have five spiritual mountains in Guyue Dao, each mountain has one or two, Xie Youfang of Lingzhi Mountain, is good at white flame fingers, spiritual power turns into flames, extremely powerful, among the outer disciples, no one dares to touch his white flame fingers, and one is my second brother, Lu Qingyue, his dragon and tiger seal, the exercises are transformed into a big seal, if it is covered, ten deaths!"
An Xiaoyi knew that the two battles on the fifth day would face Lingzhi Mountain, and the two most powerful outer disciples, Xie Youfang and Lu Qingyue, were shocked.
"It seems that my luck is not very good, these two ...... I faced on the last day"
An Xiaoyi looked at Gu Xing'er who was standing on the side, shook his head, and said with a helpless smile.
"Ahh......h
Gu Xing'er also saw An Xiaoyi's battle list for the fifth day, her heart tightened, and she said in surprise.
Gu Xing'er was a little unhappy in her heart, thinking that her mother promised to help, but let An Xiaoyi face the two outer disciples with the highest cultivation in Lingzhi Mountain in the primary election, and she didn't control the situation, and her confidence in her mother was a little shaken, and she secretly sighed that her mother, in this Guyue Dao, it is not the hands and eyes that reach the sky.
"Brother An, don't worry, remember what I said before, play normally, and ensure safety. “
Gu Xing'er was a little surprised by this kind of battle arrangement, but it was inconvenient to show it, so she could only comfort An Xiaoyi and let her relax her mind and face it positively.
"I'm fine, Xing'er, it's not too surprising, the one who should come will always come. “
An Xiaoyi smiled at Gu Xing'er and said lightly.
There are more than 50 competition venues in the entire training ground, and each competition venue has five competitions in the morning and afternoon, and each competition venue is supervised by two inner disciples.
After a stick of incense, everyone was ready, and the first competition was about to begin, and the Great Elder Ke Que Tang came to the front of the high platform again, signaling everyone to shut down.
"To add a few words, this competition, although the competition is fierce, but after all, it is an internal competition of the sect, everyone points to the end, and the other party's life must not be harmed, otherwise it will be severely punished!
The Great Elder waved his hand and motioned to everyone, and the first competition began.
An Xiaoyi's first competition was arranged at the fifteenth venue, and the third competition.
On the fifteenth test field.
In the first competition, there was a large disparity in strength between the two sides, and it only took two rounds, and one side felt completely defeated and took the initiative to admit defeat.
In the second competition, the strength of the two sides is equal, first compare the exercises, no matter up and down, after the spiritual power is exhausted, the two close combat, still inseparable, the last side with a slight advantage in physical strength, the opponent fell to the ground, held down, and only then did it win.
In the third competition, it was An Xiaoyi's turn to play.
Fighting against An Xiaoyi was a middle-aged monk, extremely burly, eight feet tall, sturdy, purely from the point of view of momentum, very scary.
"Please!"
After the burly monk hugged An Xiaoyi's fist, without waiting for An Xiaoyi's response, he rolled continuously on the ground, his body was also flexible, and in the blink of an eye, he had reached An Xiaoyi's side, and the big fist had been drawn.
An Xiaoyi wanted to hug his fists, but found that the other party had come to the front and wanted to fight close to him, and he was desperate to dodge the opponent's fists.
In the following time, the middle-aged monk punched and kicked, but no matter how he attacked, he found that he always hit An Xiaoyi's three wind shadows, and he didn't touch An Xiaoyi's deity at all.
The burly monk was panting, stunned, and sweating profusely, as if he had seen a ghost.
"It's my turn!"
An Xiaoyi saw the embarrassment of the other party, and with a wave of his hand, the three wind whirlpools of the breeze swirled out, and the burly monk dodged two of them, but was hit by the third wind whirlpool.
"Ahh
After the burly monk shouted, he was shaken out by the wind whirlpool, and he knelt on the ground on both knees, and his palms barely supported the ground, so that he did not let himself lie on the ground, and a few mouthfuls of blood spurted out.
The burly monk did not give up, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and tried to roll on the ground again.
I saw the burly monk, but the speed of this tumbling was very slow, like slow motion.
"One ......"
"Two ......"
"Three ......"
"Come on, keep going......"
An Xiaoyi, who was on the other side, stared wide-eyed, watching the burly monk roll and count the other party, and when he counted to three, the burly monk's face was red with anger, his teeth were clucking, and it was difficult to support, and after a slight pause, he spit out a few mouthfuls of blood.
"Four ......"
"Five ......"
The burly monk, after two more rolls, lay on the ground, completely motionless, and fainted.
"Hey!"
An Xiaoyi slapped her thigh, looking very sorry.
The people in the audience really couldn't look past it and discussed it one after another.
"Cut! It's a complete humiliation, I've never seen anything like it. “
"Who is this man, look at his squeamishness? “
"Don't talk about it, this person has a lot of ...... background"
A monk who had seen An Xiaoyi and Gu Xing'er in the registration office before heard the discussion of the people around him and hurriedly stopped it.
"This one, An Xiaoyi wins!"
An inner disciple of the supervising field walked up to the burly monk, squatted down, and after confirming that the other party was unconscious, he nodded to the other supervising monk, who immediately announced the results of the competition, and motioned to the surrounding monks to carry the burly monk out of the competition venue.
"Brother An, you are too powerful!"
Gu Xing'er saw An Xiaoyi win, and after stepping off the competition venue, she hurriedly stepped forward, her beautiful eyes were round, and she was excited.
"It's nothing, it's that he's too weak, and I only used three successes. “
An Xiaoyi's eyebrows raised slightly, attached to Gu Xing'er's ear, and said softly.
"Hahaha! I didn't expect it, Brother An, your cultivation is so good, I thought you couldn't do it......"
"What? no??"
An Xiaoyi asked in surprise, with a wicked smile on her face.
"Brother An, what are you talking about......
Gu Xing'er saw An Xiaoyi's evil smile, her pretty face turned red, and she remembered that day, when she changed An Xiaoyi's dressing, the other party's majestic appearance, she almost couldn't hold back, and she wanted to laugh again.
"What do you want to laugh at......? Hey!"
An Xiaoyi saw Gu Xing'er holding back her laughter, sighed, remembered her embarrassment at the beginning, and even blushed a little, and sighed in her heart, this Gu Xing'er didn't seem to be as innocent as it seemed......
"It's okay, Brother An, I don't laugh! I didn't expect you to be so shy......"
Gu Xing'er saw An Xiaoyi's somewhat shy appearance, and felt more and more cute about the other party.
"Shy, that's embarrassing, okay, I couldn't move at the time!"
An Xiaoyi was even more overwhelmed by what the other party said.
"Okay, okay, Brother An, let's go and see the competition of the venue, the last game in the morning, the No. 31 venue, there is a competition of my second brother, let's go and see, my eldest brother is also here......"