Chapter 115

At this moment, the plot has already escaped most of the plot of the original book like a wild horse. Yes, that was also in the future when Senior Sister Chu Sha and Jian Yao initiated an engagement.

Now, the plot has changed drastically.

Jiang Mian's lips curled up into a smile.

It just happened that several arenas had just finished their confrontation, Chu Sha was sweeping over here, saw Jian Yao, paused in his eyes, then squinted his eyes, and raised his voice, "Junior Sister Jian, why don't you go to the state of your body?" If you compete with people from other sects, if you compete with Jiang Shimei, no matter who loses, it will be no different to the sect. When will you not be able to compete? Do you have to choose this time?"

Her tone was a little sharp, but what she said was different from her usual style, obviously she wanted to persuade Jian Yao to leave.

Looking at the 30 yuan arena, except for some sects that have always had deep grievances or a single challenge game overseas, I have never seen such a arena with competitions from the same sect.

Seeing Jian Yao's actions, Wen Zhao snorted coldly, feeling even more displeased with Jian Yao in his heart.

Regardless of the big picture, is now the time to be willful?No matter who wins, Yunhua Sect will lose a capable general. Jian Yao is really stupid and cannot be compared with Jiang Mian.

Receiving Wen Zhao's disappointed look, Jian Yao pursed her lips and shook her head, "I will stay on this ring until no one dares to compete with Junior Sister Jiang, and then I will compete with Junior Sister Jiang as a priest. If you win, you will directly enter the next round, if you lose, you will be eliminated directly."

After all, it was still early before the end of the game, and there were many changes. If she hadn't come to the stage, there would have been many people coming to challenge Jiang Mian. Now she has blocked all her escape routes and made a desperate move to prove it to everyone. People watch.

But Jiang Mian suddenly asked, "Senior Sister Jian, I have a question for you."

Jian Yao looked at her.

Jiang Mian looked at her seriously, "Senior sister, why do you have to compare with me?"

Jian Yao's eyes flickered, she paused for a long time, and replied, "We came in together from the sect. Everyone said that Junior Sister Jiang from Shangqing Palace is very powerful. I also want to try it. Is there any Junior Sister Jiang who can stand here?" How awesome."

"Is that all?" Jiang Mian raised her eyebrows slightly.

Jian Yao naturally had more than these reasons.

She wanted to say that she was not reconciled to Jiang Mian, a waste material who should have died in the secret realm long ago, but stood at the top and shined, even surpassing her.

She also wanted to say that as a disciple of the leader, Wen Zhao was always compared with Jiang Mian. She was a disciple of the leader, so it was natural for Yao to show some achievements for the leader to see.

As long as she defeats Jiang Mian, the head of the sect will know who is the leader in this class, and will naturally pay attention to her.
She knew that Wen Zhao, the head of the sect, had always respected the strong, and she used to think that all the training he had done to her was because he saw her excellence, instead of being taken out to compete with Jiang Mian in everything.

She was trampled underfoot by everyone in her previous life, and even Jiang Mian, who came in through the back door, could bully her. She lived a new life to find her own way, instead of being slandered, treated coldly, and then drowned Among the disciples of the proud son of heaven.

She didn't know how hard she worked so hard that she swung the sword in her hand until she was dripping with sweat. Even Wen Zhao treated her coldly every day, and she gritted her teeth and persisted, but he was obviously the strongest one. All eyes are on Jiang Mian?

Why?
She is just relying on her family's wealth, how can Jiang Mian compare with her?
Why should she be stepped on by Jiang Mian everywhere?
All she wants to prove to everyone these days is that she, Jian Yao, is the real genius. What is Jiang Mian?It's just her defeated opponent!

But when she met Jiang Mian's eyes, Jian Yaoque couldn't say anything. She somehow felt that Jiang Mian could understand all her knots at a glance.

After looking at each other for a while, Jian Yao nodded, raised her sword and clasped her fists in salute, "Junior Sister Jiang, please."

The girl with a cold face took a deep breath, and raised her voice, "Jiang Mian, Qing Gong of Yunhua Gate, please advise."

Since both sides have seen each other, they responded with swords.

Jiang Mian was passed down by Shen Mu, so she practiced Shen Mu's swordsmanship, and Jian Yao made it the master's swordsmanship.

Jian Yao had to fight for the top today, the sword was in a hurry, but people were busier, and the sword energy was overwhelming, which made Jiang Mian's movements seem a little slow, until Jian Yao's sword hit her face directly, Jiang Mian swung the sword, she Using Shen Mu's swordsmanship, her whole body is like a bright moon, no matter how fierce Jian Yao's swordsmanship is, within the range of her sword energy, it will be completely shattered, and Zi can't see it.

Jian Yao paused slightly, turned her hands, and her sword energy went directly up the tip of the sword, flowing out full and smooth sword intent.

Jiang Mian squinted her eyes, turned her sword directly, stepped back, then tapped her toes, and flew up. Misty Rain collided directly with Jian Yao's sword, making a sharp and clear sound. Jiang Mian's eyebrows and eyes were deep, There was nothing fancy about the sword style, it was all practical. The flames snaked up along the tip of the sword, and then the sword aura of the two touched, Jiang Mian's sword aura became more solid, and there was a spring breeze after the spring breeze.

There was a crisp sound.

Jian Yao's sword shattered.

(End of this chapter)

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