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At noon, the sun was blazing high in the sky, and the sun was so hot that it baked the ground like a furnace.

A trace of hot air seeped out from the ground and slowly rose into the air, making people's eyes slightly distorted.

Sunlight is hidden through layers of clouds and mist, casting on the ground, looming and mysterious.

Inside the Qiyao Gate, in the meditation hall filled with a quiet and elegant atmosphere, a group of young boys and girls were sitting quietly in their seats.

A pair of eyes as black as ink, a little bored scanning the surrounding environment.

When everyone's eyes were focused on the handsome young man sitting in the front row and wearing a gorgeous blue cloud suit, a strong jealousy quietly rose from their hearts, blending with the already envious expression on their faces, which was particularly exciting.

Slowly lowering his slightly immature chin, the handsome young man stared at his somewhat red and swollen hands tightly, his eyes full of bitterness.

Just when the young man was depressed, a slender and white snow-white wrist slowly stretched out from behind him and gently patted the young man's shoulder.

Suddenly, a gust of fragrant wind swept in, lingering around the young man's body, causing the anxiety in his heart to calm down a little.

Not long after, a wonderful shadow accompanied by a burst of refreshing laughter like a silver bell suddenly appeared in front of the young man: "Brother Liu, what's wrong?

The handsome young man looked up when he heard the sound, but he saw that Gong Yun's pretty cheeks were smiling, staring at him tightly.

looked up and down at the wonderful woman in front of him, and finally fell on the girl's slightly quite small breasts, although a little green, but it has begun to take shape, under the wrapping of the tight dress, highlighting the seductive curves, particularly sultry.

So much so that at this moment, the young man's immature cheeks were covered with a shy crimson because of this, and his heart also involuntarily jumped up with a sense of ape.

After scolding himself in his heart for a few words, the young man gradually let go of the disturbing thoughts.

Sighing softly, the young man shook his head helplessly, and complained in a low voice: "It's nothing, it's just that I don't understand the cultivation method that my master taught me, hey." ”

Looking at the young man's depressed appearance, Gong Yun's slender willow eyebrows frowned slightly, and a faint solemnity involuntarily appeared on her pretty face, hesitated for a moment, her red lips opened slightly, and she said softly: "Brother Liu Yi, I remember that your master is the seventh elder of the sect, and you are a secret disciple here, and the cultivation method will naturally be very different from the inner and outer sects." ”

"What my master gave me was not a cultivation method at all, and I think he just wanted to make fun of me. There was a faint resentment on the immature and delicate face, and the anger at the corners of the mouth rendered his face a little fierce.

Slowly raising his palm, Liu Yi snorted coldly, but he didn't say anything more, because he knew very well that his red and swollen palm now was the most powerful proof of his words.

"Brother Liu, why did your hand become like this, wasn't it okay a few days ago?" Qiushui's eyes were filled with a look of pity, Gong Yun's slender hand swept through the cuffs, and a towel with a faint fragrance appeared abruptly, and slowly wrapped on Liu Yi's red and swollen palm.

Looking at the intimate behavior of the two of them, Ke Ping, who was surrounded by all the disciples not far away, was like a "prince", and the flame of jealousy that rose in his heart almost wanted to cover his reason, and the angry anger rising at the corners of his mouth set off his slightly dark cheeks a little fiercely.

Ke Pingnai is the leader in the last admissions conference, with his extraordinary talent and superior family status, he is highly sought after by everyone in the sect, no matter where he goes, the awe-inspiring eyes are like a shadow, and the respectful title of "second senior brother" also makes him quite useful.

Although there are many women in the sect who pursue him on weekdays, his arrogant eyes do not show too much attention to the vulgar fans who can be seen everywhere.

Now, the appearance of Gong Yun, who is as noble and beautiful as a fairy, has made his eyes shine.

But no matter how he flattered him, he always got the other party's indifference and disgust, and on the other hand, Liu Yi not far away, although he won the favor of the Seventh Elder by virtue of his **** luck and became a secret disciple of a level higher than him in one fell swoop, he did not have a good impression of Liu Yi at all.

Not to mention whether Liu Yi's seemingly weak little body can withstand his attack, taking the most basic body protection spirit weapon as an example, Liu Yi's strange spirit weapon does not make him feel the slightest sense of crisis.

No matter what, Ke Ping's body protection spirit weapon is also ranked in the one hundred and fourth place in the Three Hundred Heavens Soldier Spectrum, no matter in terms of solidity or attack strength, it is undoubtedly much stronger than Liu Yi's broken bell that does not even rank.

The corners of his mouth slightly provoked a chill, Ke Ping sneered, and a strange thought slowly turned in his heart: "Now while your kid is new, I will immediately give you a heavy blow, lest you want to ride on my head in the future because of your status higher than mine." ”

The pitch-black eyes turned a few times in the sockets, Ke Ping twisted his neck, glanced at a few disciples beside him, and then slowly stood up, took a proud step, and walked in the direction of Liu Yi.

"Eh, isn't this our little uncle Liu Yi?Eh, what's wrong, is it hurt?" glanced at Liu Yi's red and swollen palm with contemptuous eyes, but the smug sneer on the corner of his mouth widened a little more, and the ridicule in his words was strong.

And the moment his words floated out, several disciples gathered around Ke Ping also teased me with a word.

"How could our secret little uncle become so embarrassed? ”

"But no? I really don't know what happened to the Seventh Elder in the first place, and he would actually accept such a guy as you in a daze. ”

"I see, it's because the Seventh Elder drank too much at the beginning, and his brain was hot before he took you in, right?"

The words of these people are undoubtedly the biggest irony to Liu Yi today, because now he is also a little puzzled by what the intention of the Seventh Elder to accept him as an apprentice in the first place!

At this moment, Liu Yi, after everyone stopped talking, just smiled indifferently and did not refute unexpectedly.

But Gong Yun on the side, the corners of her mouth were full of indignation, her pretty face was flushed and she glared at Ke Ping in front of her, and scolded coquettishly: "Ke Ping, no matter what Brother Liu says, he is also a secret disciple, whether you accept it or not, you are your uncle when you meet, if you speak disrespectfully like this again, be careful I tell the door master and let the door master clean you up." ”

"Yes, that's right, he did become our junior uncle with the favor of the Seventh Elder, but does he have the qualifications to afford this title? Hmph, although this guy's cultivation talent is relatively rare, but if it is compared to the body protection spirit weapon and physical strength, I estimate that none of the people present can beat it, don't think that if you know a little more than others, you will be able to show off your might. Before the words fell, Ke Ping's palm suddenly rose, undulating up and down in the sky, as if to set off the atmosphere in the meditation hall.

Ke Ping's hands undulated, and bursts of laughter mixed with mocking charm burst out from every corner of the meditation hall, lingering in the hall for a long time, like a sharp blade, destroying the quiet and elegant atmosphere of the meditation hall, but also leaving a faint scar on Liu Yi's heart.

"Let me tell you, Liu Yi, don't look at the time we call you Uncle Xiao on weekdays, but you don't deserve this title at all, don't worry, in the competition of the Seven Sects of Fighting Weapons in five months, I will definitely defeat you, and make you a waste with no name forever. The chill at the corner of his mouth became a little thicker, Ke Ping gritted his teeth fiercely, and his eyes were filled with a terrifying aura.

After a while, Ke Ping's dark cheeks changed greatly, and he patted Liu Yi's shoulder with a pretended smile: "Five months later, see you on the Seven Sect Fighting Weapons, don't be too scared to come." ”

After that, Ke Ping laughed heartily a few times, turned around and walked towards the outside of the meditation hall, and the remaining dozen or so disciples, looking at Liu Yi, were also filled with a faint sense of surprise, although they didn't know what happened before, but the bond between Liu Yi and Ke Ping was a fact that everyone could see.

Moreover, now they are still very much looking forward to the battle five months later, whether the second senior brother Ke Ping, who is superior in strength, can win the battle, or the little junior uncle Liu Yi, who is favored by the Seven Elders, can become a dark horse to defeat Ke Ping in one fell swoop, these are all uncertain factors, and this also makes it more interesting to get the "Seven Sects Fighting Weapon" five months later.

His eyes were deep staring at the back of Ke Ping, who was gradually disappearing outside the Meditation Hall, Liu Yi smiled bitterly coldly, but his heart was so unknown that he burned an angry anger.

Although he is now much inferior to his predecessor in terms of combat experience and spiritual weapon strength, he is not willing to succumb to the other party's kind of guy who relies on belittling others to find a sense of existence for himself.

Therefore, now De Liu Yi has secretly decided in his heart that he must be more diligent and diligent in his cultivation in the future, and strive to be able to defeat the "Seven Sects Fighting Weapon" in five months.

The corners of his mouth slightly provoked a strange arc, Liu Yi sneered shallowly, and the words in his mouth all vented his mood at the moment: "Ke Ping, you wait, five months later, the Seven Sects of Fighting Weapons, I will definitely come as promised, as for the result of the game, no one can say." ”