Investing in the Rebirth of the Empress, She Called Me Husband

"Zhan Feng!"

A loud shout came.

In the critical moment, the broken sword was actually controlled by Xiao Qin and retracted. Not only did it block the opponent's sword, but the full internal breath also burst out suddenly.

A circle of light green internal breath was emitted from the broken sword, sweeping out in a fan shape in front.

Internal breath is released!

This word popped up in many people's minds.

Xiao Qin obviously just broke through not long ago. You should know that this technique can only be done by many internal breath warriors in the Jade Liquid Realm.

Suddenly, exclamations were heard in the field.

On the high platform.

"This Xiao Qin is not bad, but his realm is a little low."

"I guess this is the top disciple of Qingyuan Sect this generation."

The arrogant young man in Fen Yulin spoke lightly.

"At the age of eighteen or nineteen, the internal breath realm is the Condensation Qi realm. This talent is already very high."

"Of course, it is still much worse than you, Yu'er."

The middle-aged man in Confucian robes next to him smiled lightly.

There was some surprise in the eyes of Fen Yulin's disciples, but not much.

Most of those who came to Qingyuan Sect this time were from extraordinary families. For them, Xiao Qin's fighting talent was the only thing worth praising.

The people of the Red Whale Gang on the side seemed much more excited. Many of them came from the underworld, and they favored Xiao Qin's fighting spirit, and many of them cheered for him.

"Xiao Qin seemed to be an outer sect before?"

Qian Bufan had some impression of this boy.

"Well, he is also a child who has emerged suddenly. Maybe he got some opportunity."

"He has a good relationship with my disciple Li Mo."

Xue Jing smiled and stroked his beard.

The elders nodded slightly.

With Xiao Qin's performance, no matter whether he wins or loses this battle, he is qualified to be a true disciple.

The battle in the field is still going on.

Student Xiao Li is no longer a martial arts rookie.

Thanks to his experience of fighting between Bingtuozi and Princess Xiao Jiang, and the fact that his beautiful master liked to say that someone had been beaten by her when she was drunk, Li Mo had also accumulated a lot of insight.

Looking at the two figures fighting on the stage.

Li Mo shook his head slightly and said:

"It's still not easy for Lao Xiao to win."

Lao Xiao relied on the release of his internal energy to fight his opponent who was one level higher, but this method was extremely energy-consuming.

Xie Lan'ai was obviously not a fool without experience in fighting, and had already discovered this, and began to fight with her excellent body movements.

Ying Bing retracted his gaze, lowered his eyes and drank tea:

"Three breaths."

As soon as the voice fell.

No more, no less.

Exactly three breaths.

Xiao Qin suddenly lost his strength, and with a pale face, he saluted:

"Senior sister, I lost."

Xie Ailan stopped moving, without even looking at the other party.

She walked off the stage without saying a word and went to regulate her breath alone.

Qian Bufan's deep voice spread throughout the venue:

"Xie Ailan, win!"

"Xiao Qin, enter the loser group! If you lose again in the next fight, you will be eliminated."

In order to be fair and just, the Jiufeng Martial Arts Competition is not to be eliminated after losing once, but to lose two games in a row, which ensures that the result is relatively reasonable.

Of course, if you encounter an opponent who is much stronger than you twice in a row, you can only consider yourself unlucky.

This first fight was so exciting that the atmosphere on the scene suddenly became more heated.

Qian Bufan patted the bronze beast again, and two waist tokens fell out of its mouth.

"Next fight."

"Inner disciple Lu Bo, fight..."

"Ruyi Peak Lin Jiang!"

....

This was a battle without any suspense.

If you have to describe this fight, it can only be said that it really made everyone realize the gap between inner disciples and true disciples.

Lin Jiang's spear came out like a dragon, and his blood was magnificent.

The opponent used the same moves, but in less than ten rounds, Lin Jiang swept him off the stage with his gun.

After he saluted the opponent, he did not look at the stage, but looked at where the disciples were sitting.

After seeing the familiar figure, he smiled.

"Old Lin has made great progress recently."

Li Mo looked at him and smiled back.

He occasionally met Lin Jiang recently, and they discussed martial arts together.

Student Li suddenly felt a little emotional.

Seeing the people he helped shine, he felt a sense of accomplishment in a cultivation game?

"Lin Jiang wins!"

"Next game..."

....

An hour passed.

During this period, Murong Xiao also went on stage once and won with a great advantage, winning a lot of attention and praise.

"He is the most outstanding genius of this generation, right?"

The arrogant young man from Fen Yulin was eager to try, as if he had met an opponent. If the rules did not allow it, he would have wanted to go up and fight.

"After the Nine Peaks Martial Arts Competition, you can go find him to spar with him."

The middle-aged man in Confucian robes said.

The blood-stained young master of the Red Whale Gang had an interested look in his eyes.

"MingThe body of a dragon? The demonic nature is so well controlled? "

"The body is pale gold, and the peaceful meaning is more like Buddhist martial arts."

"Interesting..."

The Lord of Ziyang Palace saw that he was interested, so he lowered his voice and said:

"Sir, this boy is a member of the Murong family, and it is expected that he will return to the city."

"Got it."

The Blood-clothed Young Master nodded lightly.

It's strange that he, a disciple of the Red Whale Gang, is so casual in his attitude towards the Lord of a palace.

"Han He has taught a good disciple."

"Murong Xiao is indeed gifted, a good body refining blank. If he has a good forging talent, my Qingyuan Sect will have another master craftsman."

"The peculiarity of his physique will be even stronger when he reaches the God-viewing Realm, and then he will truly shine. "

Listening to the envy of his colleagues, Elder Hanhe's bark-like face also broke into a smile.

Murong Xiao is indeed the disciple who has the best chance to take over his responsibility.

He is lucky...

"Murong Xiao..."

"The guy who follows my precious disciple every day and calls him Brother Li?"

An inappropriate question came from a group of Yufeng masters.

"Well, he does have a good relationship with my disciple's grandson. "

Xue Jing also said with a smile.

All of them are disciples of Qingyuan Sect, so the elders would naturally like to see the excellent disciples have harmonious relations, so that they can work together when encountering problems in the future.

The only thing that is not gratifying is probably...

Crackling.

The smile of the old man Han He froze, and he almost crushed the armrest of the stool with his hand.

The most outstanding disciple of Shenbing Peak is the follower of Li Mo.

The magic weapon of Shenbing Peak is also in the hands of that kid.

Why is he getting more and more angry the more he thinks about it?

Isn't this a kind of...

"Hmph, nephew Shang Wu, it's too early for you to be happy now."

"I know that you have suppressed Qunyu Peak and ranked first among all peaks. I don't know where you get the courage! "

As soon as the words fell.

The elders looked at Shang Wu, their eyes were somewhat puzzled, and their meaning was nothing more than:

'I know you are usually confused, but this is too much, right?'

'How dare you?'

'My disciple is still a child.'

In fact...

When Shang Wu remembered that Xiao Bing'er was not a disciple of Qun Yufeng, she went through three periods.

Unbelievable, then regretful, and finally... giving up.

Since the result cannot be changed, let it go...

Shang Wu took a sip of wine and said indifferently:

"Because I believe in my precious disciple. "

The elders: "! "

Why is she so confident? This is unlike her.

Everyone knows that Shang Wu values ​​money as his life, and he dares to bet so much on his apprentice.

Could it be that... the only seedling of Qun Yu Peak really has something shocking to rely on?

Elder Han He fell into deep thought.

Could it be that the boy...

can use magic weapons?

....

In fact, the fight between warriors is not so fancy. It is very easy to distinguish the superior and the inferior if there is a gap in strength.

Besides, this is a competition between fellow disciples, not a life-and-death fight.

Soon another fight ended.

Qian Bufan patted the bronze bull again:

"Next game."

"Xie Ailan of Luoxia Peak, against..."

"Qingyuan main peak, Ying Bing! ”

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