The lottery was set, and with the help of the Chaos Heavenly Gate faction, 200 test platforms were set up in the summit square overnight, demonstrating the incomparable manpower and material resources of the head of the righteous path. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoAccording to the order of the draw, the competition between No. 1 and No. 400 was ranked on the No. 1 competition platform, the No. 2 and No. 399 competition was ranked on the No. 2 competition platform, and so on.

Luo Xiaosang originally got up early in the morning to cheer for Yi Xingyun, but when he left, the kitchen was in an emergency, and the kitchen deacon ran to ask Luo Xiaosang to help make a few early and send them to a few heads, so he had no choice but to go to the kitchen first to solve problems.

When I went to the summit square, I saw that the front of the 200 martial arts platforms was full of people, and the sound of cheering was all over the sky, and the discussion meeting had already begun.

I remember that yesterday Yi Xingyun told him that the first competition was on the No. 86 test platform, and after asking the disciples on duty, he went straight to the No. 86 platform. As soon as I approached, I heard bursts of cheering from the Zhufeng disciples around the test platform, which showed the popularity of this platform.

Although the five peaks of the Heavenly Gate are one, and the costumes are generally similar, there are still differences in the costumes between the disciples of the various peaks, such as Zhufeng, so a green bamboo leaf is drawn on the right chest to show the difference.

As soon as Luo Xiaosang squeezed his head out of the crowd and entered, cheers came from the disciples of Zhufeng around him, and then an elder who was a referee on the stage announced: "In this battle, Yi Xingyun, a disciple of Zhufeng of Chaos Heavenly Gate, won. ”

On the stage, Yi Xingyun was dressed in a green coat practice uniform, his clothes fluttered in the wind, his hair was tied with a green belt, he was holding a tearful bamboo sword, and his signature smile was holding a jade tree in the wind, and he was graceful, which attracted many female disciples in the audience to cheer again and again.

After the referee finished announcing, Yi Xingyun smiled, jumped off the stage, and accepted the congratulations of all the senior brothers. Suddenly, Luo Xiaosang, who was smiling at him behind the crowd, squeezed through the crowd, walked over and said, "Xiaosang, you are here, but you saw my handsome appearance just now?"

Luo Xiaosang smiled slightly and said, "I came late, I didn't see the competition, but many female disciples cheered for you." ”

Yi Xingyun wiped his nose and said with a smile: "That's just a small meaning." After speaking, he slapped his forehead as if he remembered something, and said, "It's miserable, it's miserable, I don't know if it's over there? ”

Luo Xiaosang thought of Yi Xuan, so he asked, "But what are you going to see Xiao Xuan?"

Yi Xingyun turned his head and said a few words to a few Zhufeng junior brothers, and then said to Luo Xiaosang: "My sister has my mother and my father watching, don't worry, you will go with me, it's too late." After saying that, Luo Xiaosang ran to the other end of the hilltop square.

After a while, he had already arrived, and Luo Xiaosang saw that the card was written on the number one hundred and thirty, but this number one hundred and thirty test table, the scene was spectacular. The number of disciples watching the battle around the test platform was several times that of Yi Xingyun Fangcai, and there were disciples from all sects and sects, and the momentum was huge, and the noise was very harsh.

Yi Xingyun pulled Luo Xiaosang around the four corners, found the place where the Zhufeng disciple stood, and squeezed in. The disciples of Zhufeng gave way one after another, letting Yi Xingyun and them go in, and some of them greeted each other and said with a smile Senior Brother Yi, it's over there, it's almost late;

Entering the front of the stage, Yi Xingyun wiped the sweat on his head and said, "It's okay, it's okay, it's not too late, it's too late." ”

Luo Xiao Sanqi said: "Who is the duel on this stage? But my senior brother of the Heavenly Gate?"

Yi Xingyun smiled strangely and said, "It can also be regarded as a right, you can see for yourself." ”

Luo Xiaosang turned his head to look at the stage, and saw two people standing on the stage, one of them facing his direction, seeing that the clothes were not disciples of his own sect, but seemed to be people from other sects of the righteous path.

The other man turned his back in his direction, dressed in white, fluttering, with a white ribbon tied around the nape of his neck. A green flute is hung on the left waist, and the red pendant on the flute sways gently in the wind. In his right hand, he held a long sword, the scabbard was simple, and the sword was never unsheathed.

Just this back made Luo Xiaosang's heart "bang", like a spring thunder explosion. Breathing was also rapid. This, but her hand, involuntarily touched the small white porcelain bottle in her arms, which had long been warmed by body temperature.

Yi Xingyun's voice next to him seemed to come from the sky, "This is one of the people with the highest voice in this conference besides me, it is my meditation pavilion disciple Song Piaoxue, if you talk about appearance, you are a fairy-like figure, no one can match it here." ”

Suddenly, there were bursts of shouting and scolding from the disciples around, saying, "Hey, start quickly, I'm stupid to see a beautiful woman." "If you don't fight, if you don't fight, let me go up if you don't fight." Even Yi Xingyun scolded again and again: "What are you doing in a daze, fight quickly, don't roll down." ”

Then there were some female disciples scolding, "You men don't have a good thing, but you just see other people's beauty, what do you shout." "It seems that Song Piaoxue's name has even attracted some female disciples, what kind of character is this?

The male disciple on the stage also ignored the cheers from the audience, I don't know if he was thick-skinned and not afraid of the anger of the public, or he couldn't be moved by the momentum of the other party, and he waited for a moment to confront each other, only to see him slowly pull out, his weapon was a short knife, slowly took a step forward, and said to Song Piaoxue in front: "Senior Sister Song, in the next is the Liujiazhuang Liuzhiren, the weapon is called Xiaohu, please ask Senior Sister Song for advice." ”

As soon as these words came out, the audience booed, and some people shouted: "Who is your junior sister, don't recognize relatives here." Someone else scolded: "Fight, what nonsense, fight for sympathy." Another female disciple didn't know what kind of psychology it was, so she scolded: "Shut up, what does it matter to you with people's polite words, I want you to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade." ”

Song Piaoxue on the stage still didn't move, just raised her hand and whispered, "Please." ”

Liu Zhiren saw that the other party had returned the salute, and the audience cheered down, Xu was irritable, and as soon as he made a move, he saw bursts of heat rising on the stage, as if he was roasting on fire, fierce and abnormal. It can be seen that this benevolent brother still has strength, which makes the audience cheer a lot less.

Song Piaoxue's sword still hadn't been unsheathed, but the lotus step moved lightly, shook it a few times, and easily dodged Liu Zhiren's blow, winning bursts of applause from the audience.

Liu Naoto saw that the other party was so easy to dissolve his own tricks, which shows that his strength should not be underestimated. Soaring up, the short sword and the tiger danced a trick, and then turned into a ball of flames, heading straight for Song Piaoxue. With these two moves, it can be seen that Xiaohu is taking the road of fierceness.

There were bursts of inhalation from the audience, this move was fierce, very powerful, and secretly assumed in my heart that if I met it, how to resolve it.

On the stage, Song Piaoxue's white clothes fluttered, and she did not retreat but advanced under the flames, only to see her flying up, the long sword in her hand danced a few times, and the flames turned into short knives had the potential to melt.

Liu Zhiren was taken aback, although the other party was a fairy-like figure, his strength was really not to be underestimated.

When I first came to the stage, I was indeed shocked by her appearance, but when I came back to my senses, I found that the other party's fighting spirit was strong, and the pressure on me was so great that it was difficult for me to move forward.

So a move is my most proud move, but I didn't expect the other party to resolve it so easily.

Just as he was about to change his moves, he found that the white figure in front of him was getting closer and closer, and before he could move, he saw a flash of yellow light, and his chest was heavy, and then the pain spread all over his body, and when he came back to his senses, he had fallen down the stage and could no longer get up.

"On the one hundred and thirtyth platform, Song Piaoxue of Zhuantianmen won. "After the referee elder inspected Yanagi's injuries and confirmed that he could no longer fight, he made a judgment.

"Wow, win, win. There were cheers around the test bench, and the joy was as if he had won.

Yi Xingyun sighed beside him: "Amazing, powerful, worthy of being my disciple of the Heavenly Gate." "I don't know if it's because Song Piaoxue has profound skills or is unparalleled in appearance.

After Song Piaoxue waited for the referee elder to pronounce the verdict, she was greeted by several female disciples of the Contemplation Pavilion, but at that moment, Luo Xiaosang saw such a face that should only be in the sky, beautiful and elegant, lonely and holy, just like the snow lotus on the snow mountain, forever blooming with endless brilliance.

It's just that this brilliance is with a deep chill, and in those beautiful eyes, there are many colors, but it makes people cold to the bones.

Luo Xiaosang couldn't help but have a cold war.

"Do you like her?" A voice seemed to come from the sky, but when he found it, it had already entered his mind, Luo Xiaosang turned his head and looked, and there was a blue figure standing next to him at some point, his beautiful eyes flickered, but there was a sneer hanging upside down at the corner of his mouth, it was Lan Ling'er.

Luo Xiaosang was taken aback and asked, "Why are you here?"

Lan Ling'er just didn't answer, and then asked, "Do you like the woman on the stage just now?"

Luo Xiaosang really didn't know how to answer the question of his life-saving benefactor, and said: "No, no, I'm just ......"

"Hmph, men don't have a good thing. Lan Ling'er didn't wait for Luo Xiaosang to finish speaking, turned around and got into the crowd, shook it twice and then disappeared.

Luo Xiaosang looked at Lan Ling'er's departure direction, but wondered why a person would scold others and even scolded himself, isn't he a man?