God Killer: Star Weaver

"good!!"

"come on!!"

"Second Master!!"

boom! boom!

Awakened from his dream by a loud cheer, Ling Chen sat up leisurely and looked at the warm sunshine coming through the window.

There was a lot of people outside, it was so lively.

"By the way, today is the game that the boss mentioned!"

After being dazed for a while, Ling Chen suddenly remembered that today was the day of competition between Mu Yao and the disciples in the Dragon Pavilion he was talking about. He immediately got up, put on his clothes, and pushed out the door.

The dazzling sunlight made him close his eyes slightly and look at the source of the cheers.

The formerly vast and peaceful Dragon Pavilion Square was now filled with disciples from the Dragon Pavilion.

In the center of the crowd, there was a large central square that had risen from the ground. On the square, swords and swords were clanking.

"Riding the Wind: Split Sword!!"

"It's a split sword, the winner is about to be decided!!"

"good!!"

A loud shout came from the central square, followed by dozens of wind-breaking sounds, and another cheer came from the square. Ling Chen's heart shook a few times.

"It was the voice of the second-in-command that day!"

Hearing this somewhat familiar voice, Ling Chen couldn't hold back his boiling mood and rushed over quickly.

I squeezed into the crowd, and because I was too small, I could barely see the current situation when I stood at the front.

Above the central square, there is the second master. Although he had used the same killing move as Qin Yilan at that moment, his clothes were clean and tidy, his aura was very stable, and he was obviously much stronger than Qin Yilan.

Opposite him was, of course, the third master Luo Kai, whom he had met several times. At this time, the latter had been hit by the second master's killing move. His hands were on the ground, covering the wounds on his body, and his breath was sluggish. Looking at the second master who slowly descended from the sky to his eyes, a fierce look flashed in his eyes.

"Palm Blade!!"

With a loud shout, Luo Kai used all his strength to stand up again. His hands were covered with the power of the light yellow star and he struck hard at the second master.

"good!!"

Seeing Luo Kai stand up again, the disciples cheered again.

"Holy shit, you're still so powerful even after being injured!"

Feeling the power in that palm, Ling Chen couldn't help but murmur. If he were to face the injured Luo Kai, he would probably have to fight hard.

The second master was startled, but without any hesitation, his sleeves flicked, and a gust of breeze blew with fierce force towards Luo Kai, who was rushing towards him from the opposite side.

"Well!"

Being blown by this fierce wind, several blood marks immediately appeared on Luo Kai's face. The speed of the hand knife that struck the second master also slowed down due to the resistance of the wind, and finally stopped just in front of the second master.

"not good!"

Looking at the second master who was so close, Luo Kai was startled and was about to retreat violently, but the second master smiled and hit Luo Kai's chest with his elbow with the force of the breeze.

"puff!"

This blow completely hit Luo Kai's vital part, and a mouthful of blood spurted out immediately. His body was also thrown away, and a crack was created on the ground wherever it passed.

"good!!"

"Luo Kai, stand up!!"

Looking quietly at Luo Kai, who fell to the ground and could no longer stand up, the crowd roared again, and different voices came from it.

"Luo Kai is unconscious. Decide the winner, and the dangerous warehouse wins!"

In the square, a faint voice sounded, naturally it was Mu Yao, the mentor of Dragon Pavilion.

As Mu Yao's voice fell, the Dragon Pavilion disciples cheered again.

"Haha, it seems that Luo Kai still has to practice for a while, and he is still far behind Wei Cang. It's over so soon."

The Dragon Pavilion disciples next to Ling Chen also applauded and laughed with their companions.

Looking around, the disciples were all applauding and cheering, Ling Chen was a little dazed for a moment.

"Concession."

Smiling and gesturing to the cheering crowd, the second head of the family in danger cupped his hands in front of the unconscious Luo Kai, then turned around and left the scene without stopping.

Glancing at the petite figure in the crowd, although this figure was also applauding, the smile on Wei Cang's face still froze, and his eyes immediately became solemn.

He didn't feel the joy of victory. Luo Kai's strength was really far behind him. After defeating Luo Kai, he would face the Dragon Pavilion in the next and final finals. In other words, the beloved little junior sister.

"This scene really seems familiar."

The Dragon Pavilion Tournament is held once a year, and Wei Cang has participated in it several times. In the second year after he came to Dragon Pavilion, he defeated Luo Kai, the master at the time, and has been firmly in the position of the master for the next few years. With his extraordinary talent and strength, his place in the next redemption is firmly guaranteed.

This mentality came to an abrupt end with the appearance of that petite figure.

In the first year after she arrived, although Wei Cang felt that her aura was not weak, he could not say that he paid much attention to her considering her age.

Until that day in the pavilion competition, he was defeated in one move.

Thinking of this, Wei Cang's upright figure couldn't help but tremble, and his palms gradually clenched into fists.

"This time, we must defeat Yin'er no matter what!"

…

As the semifinals came to an end, it was already past noon, and the Dragon Pavilion disciples on the field also rested and ate on the spot.

As the atmosphere on the field gradually became lively again from the brief silence, Mu Yao's voice sounded again:

"Let the finals begin. Long Yin, Wei Cang, get in position!"

"Junior sister Yin'er, come on!!"

"Lao Wei!!"

As soon as the voice fell, the crowd immediately burst into cheers that were even louder than before.

"I didn't expect Senior Sister Yin to be so popular."

Seeing that most of the disciples in the crowd were cheering for Yin'er, Ling Chen was a little surprised and said to himself.

"This little girl, despite her usual smiling face, is more ruthless than anyone else."

Just when Ling Chen was amazed, a hand put his shoulder.

"You?" Ling Chen was shocked. This figure was naturally Qin Yilan, who fought with him that day and was severely injured by him. Although the latter's breath was still a little weak and his face looked pale at the moment, after these days of recovery, , has obviously improved a lot.

"It's okay, my fists and feet have no eyes. And it's true that I had nothing to do with you that day, so I'm willing to be the loser." Qin Yilan shook his head and said softly, without looking at Ling Chen's complicated eyes.

He looked at the petite figure that gradually emerged in the central square, and his always stern face actually became a little softer. I wonder if it was because Yin'er was really convinced by Ling Chen on the court.

"But don't be too proud, kid. I will surpass you in no time."

The softness dissipated, Qin Yilan lowered his head and looked at Ling Chen, the faint arrogance in his words returned again.

In his eyes, although there was a sense of resignation, there was still a fierceness that refused to admit defeat.

"The people here are indeed fierce and warlike people."

Looking at those eyes, Ling Chen thought in his heart, but he still nodded and breathed a sigh of relief. It seems that Qin Yilan is not the kind of extremely paranoid person, and he can take it and let it go.

Perhaps because of his fondness for Instructor Mu Yao, he didn't want to make enemies in the Dragon Pavilion.

"It was really a fluke that day. Please ask Senior Brother Qin Yilan for more advice in the future." Ling Chen smiled and replied somewhat obediently.

"Huh?" Qin Yilan was slightly startled, "You can actually call me senior brother? I didn't expect that little guy like you could have some nice words coming out of your mouth!"

"Of course, the boss taught me this!" Ling Chen said with a smile.

"Boss?"

Qin Yilan was startled again, then understood immediately, and the two laughed again.

There was a hint of relief and warmth in the laughter.

"You two."

On the side, Mu Yao suddenly appeared. Looking at the two people who were looking at each other and laughing, he also showed a smile and nodded, "We, the men of Long Pavilion, all smile away our grudges. Now, stop making trouble. Look at them both."

The two were surprised to see Mu Yao appear, and then turned their attention to the field. The petite shadow had stopped at the side of the square.

The figure is naturally that of Yin'er, whom Ling Chen is most familiar with. At this moment, the latter is still wearing plain cloth, but the ponytail she usually combs has been spread open, and the green silk hanging down to her waist gives people a sense of laziness. a feeling of.

"Dragon Pavilion, Dragon Race Long Yin."

A faint smile appeared on the seemingly childish face, and Yin'er slowly said to the second master in front of her.

Although it is just a Martial Dao match between Dragon Pavilions, under Mu Yao's request, the rules are exactly the same as Redemption. Reporting one's family name is the etiquette before the war between Redemption and the two.

"Dragon Pavilion, Human Race is in danger."

Wei Cang stared at the petite figure not far away. The latter had a smile on his face, making him look even more playful and cute.

If it weren't for her calm voice that was a little smart and immature but slightly magnetic, and completely incompatible with her, she would be no different from an ordinary little girl.

However, facing this petite phantom that seemed harmless to humans and animals, Wei Cang's expression was completely covered with solemnity. His usually upright posture was now slightly tense.

"We haven't fought against each other for a year. I don't know how strong Junior Sister Yin'er is now, so I asked Senior Brother to come and ask for advice today!"

After a few polite words, Wei Cang narrowed his eyes, and the star-weaving power in his body began to stir. There was a faint wind spreading from the soles of his feet, blowing away all the surrounding gravel.

"I must win the position of the head of the family today! Redemption, I have a reason to participate!" Wei Cang said silently in his heart, gritting his teeth and staring at Yin'er closely.

"Of course, but according to what Instructor Mu Yao said, redemption is very dangerous. If you fail, you will become a zombie." Playing with the few black hairs in front of her eyes, Yin'er smiled and said, "If you don't have the strength to participate, it is nothing but death, so I will definitely do my best. , otherwise it would be a desecration of the lives of Long Pavilion disciples, just do your best.”

At the end of her words, Yin'er finally raised her head and looked at the latter.

"So strong!"

Although he didn't feel it, Ling Chen stared at the graceful Yin'er in the central square with his mouth open. In the latter, he actually felt the danger that even Yu Xiu had not given to him at that time.