The night was getting darker, and in the Qingchen Pavilion, several figures were sitting cross-legged, and the atmosphere seemed a little depressing, suddenly, Li Xuanqing, who was sitting in the first place, slowly raised his head, looked around, and finally his eyes fell on Li Xuan's body, and then said lightly: "Okay, don't always hang a face, if you want to take revenge, there will be a chance in the future." ”

"Brother Xuanqing, it's Xiao Xuan who has embarrassed you this time!" Li Xuan said with a look of shame.

"I don't blame you, in fact, I also underestimated Yang Ming's strength......" Li Xuanqing's face also flashed a touch of unwillingness, taking advantage of the large number of participants today, he may be able to do some tricks, once it is tomorrow, it will be extremely difficult to deal with Yang Ming.

"Oh, by the way, how did I let you do?" Li Xuanqing glanced at the latter and asked lightly.

"Zhou Wuxian agreed, if he meets Yang Ming's kid, he will definitely not be able to get out of the ring!" Hearing this, Li Xuan nodded hurriedly, and said with some puzzlement: "However, Brother Xuanqing, is it worth wasting a vein clearing grass for the sake of a Yang Ming?"

Hearing this, Li Xuanqing smiled lightly and did not speak, the Zhou family's Nine Knife Prison Trick hurts others and hurts himself, if he doesn't encounter a life and death crisis, otherwise the people of the Zhou family will definitely not have to use this killing knife, if he doesn't pay a little price, Zhou Wushu will definitely not go all out.

This time, in order to prevent Yang Ming from entering the Yin Yang Pool, Li Xuanqing did not hesitate to waste a Clear Vein Grass, in fact, Li Xuanqing himself did not know, I don't know when, his heart has begun to have a trace of jealousy towards Yang Ming.

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The next day, early in the morning!

On the playground, everyone stood quietly, today is the day of the finals of the first-year freshmen, and the ten places in the Yin-Yang Pool will finally be born among the hundreds of teenagers today.

On the judging platform, Bai Qianpo did not have any extra nonsense, and directly announced the list of these hundreds of disciples grouped, however, to everyone's surprise, today's competition rules suddenly changed, and it was no odd and even number to fight, but a group of twelve, and the final winner could continue to participate in the final finals.

Yang Ming drew the ninth group this time, and in his group, there was an acquaintance, that is, some grievances some time ago.

For this woman, Yang Ming not only had a good impression in his heart, but even faintly disgusted, but this is fine, he will start to move for a while, and he does not have so many scruples.

"Yang Ming, I didn't expect us to be drawn into the same group, what a coincidence!" Seeing Yang Ming from a distance, Feng Ruyan walked over with elegant steps, and said with a faint smile.

Yang Ming glanced at her, then retracted his gaze, and said nonchalantly: "It's indeed a bit of a coincidence!"

"Uh..."Feng Ruyan couldn't help but choke on Yang Ming, a touch of embarrassment appeared on her pretty face, and she was secretly annoyed in her heart, she had already apologized to him for the last time, but she didn't expect this person to be so unrelenting, with her arrogant temperament, how could she endure Yang Ming's cold attitude, snorted coldly, and left with a pretty face.

At this time, Meng Qingluo walked towards him with a depressed face, and Yang Ming couldn't help but smile: "Qingluo, who made you angry again?"

"No, after that person defeated me yesterday, he has been relying on me without face and skin, and he is very annoyed!" Meng Qingluo's little face was full of depression, and she seemed to be very distressed about how to get rid of this kraft candy, this time he came to Yang Ming, in addition to cheering him up, he just wanted the latter to teach that guy a hard lesson.

Hearing this, Yang Ming couldn't help but purse his lips and said with a smile: "This is a good thing, it shows that Qingluo is amazingly charming, what's there to be bored?"

"Hmph, I'm not interested in his kind of sissy boy, I don't care, if you meet him today, you must help me teach him a good lesson. Meng Qingluo's red lips were slightly upturned, and she could almost hang a soy sauce bottle.

"Girl, you're too domineering, aren't you!" Yang Ming's eyes widened, Meng Qingluo's approach really made him cry and laugh.

"Then can you help me?" Jiao snorted, Meng Qingluo put a pair of jade hands on Xiao Man's waist, her beautiful eyes glared, and said.

"I'll help, can't I help you?, but you have to tell me who this person is, right?" Yang Ming looked a little helpless, he really didn't know what he owed her in his previous life.

"It's him, his name is Liu Qianyu!" Yang Ming looked in the direction she guided, and saw a young man holding an iron fan, looking at them with a smile, touching the eyes of the two, the iron fan boy immediately smiled politely and nodded slightly to them.

It's him?

A look of surprise flashed in Yang Ming's eyes, since the first fight yesterday, Yang Ming has noticed him, this iron fan boy is extremely strong, if Yang Ming's estimate is correct, he should have opened up four veins, which can be regarded as the middle stage of the vein realm.

Thinking of this, Yang Ming couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart, if he fought with this iron fan boy, he couldn't tell who would teach whom?

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On the judging stand, Bai Qianpo started from the first ring and read out the names of the contestants one by one.

"In the ninth ring, Yang Ming vs. Bai Wushuang!

Yang Ming slowly stepped into the ring, his eyes were faint on the bodies of the remaining eleven contestants in the ninth group, the strength of these teenagers has opened up the third meridian, of course, there are also individual people who are hiding their strength, and when they want to compete for places, they will break out in an instant, however, judging from so many battles, these people have only opened up three meridians.

This young man named Bai Wushuang, when he saw Yang Ming who was slowly walking on stage, his face couldn't help but show a hint of bitterness, he was really afraid of anything, in his heart, Yang Ming had been listed as the strongest opponent, after all, in yesterday's battle, a total of four disciples who had opened up the three veins were planted in Yang Ming's hands, and they lost cleanly and neatly, without any backhand.

Bai Wushuang didn't think that he was much stronger than these people, he was able to get here, luck accounted for a major component, but Yang Ming was different, people came step by step by relying on strength.

But Yang Ming's next words suddenly made his face gloomy, and a trace of anger flashed on his face that was difficult to hide.

"Today, in this ring, the final winner can only be one person......"

Yang Ming's calm gaze slowly swept over the body of the ninth group of contestants, pondered for a moment, and said lightly: "If that's the case, I think... There's no need to be so troublesome, let's go together!"

Is this contempt, or mockery, or hubris?

Fighting eleven at a time, this not only requires great courage, but also has absolute strength, otherwise, Yang Ming's approach is undoubtedly asking for hardship.