Quick Wear: The male protagonist was over-abused and turned into a black man

"This sharp blade and the tenacious sword energy should be comparable to each other in a fight."

"That's hard to say. It is said that this is the first disciple of the Dark Moon Sect. His swordsmanship is also inherited from the previous leader of the Dark Moon Sect."

"In that case, I really want to see Miss Mu Anrong of Sujian Villa compete with this person."

"Yes, Miss Mu also got the true biography of Master Sujian. But this year, Master Sujian also participated in the election. I think it will be a grand battle to see the master and this man face off."

"It's a pity that the leader of the Dark Moon Sect will not participate this year."

The chattering sound is like thunder, and it reaches my ears from time to time.

Su Jiuxin was sitting in the sect's position, and she could hear these discussions clearly from a distance from the ring.

The two people holding their chins with one hand and staring at the confrontation in front of them naturally have the most confidence in Zhan Ge's strength. I believe he will definitely be able to advance to many places.

"Axin, why didn't you participate this year?" Qin Zilu, who was supposed to be sitting in the Beiling position, did not go back to his position. Instead, he came to sit next to her and was still looking at her curiously.

She stared at the two people who had already started dueling on the ring, and replied softly: "I don't want to participate, there is no reason."

Qin Zilu looked at her for several seconds, then raised his chin slightly, and said with a bit of arrogance and a bit of unruliness: "Then the title of chief this time may go to our Beiling."

She didn't take it seriously after hearing this.

"Haha, Your Highness the Crown Prince, I heard the next morning that many martial arts people have come to Beiling recently. It seems that Your Highness has been helped by people with superb martial arts skills." Mu Qingyu drank tea and smiled lightly. There was an intriguing tone in his tone.

Qin Zilu seemed to be very unhappy when he heard Mu Qingyu speak. He seemed to be determined not to deal with Mu Qingyu no matter what. He suddenly said with a straight face: "Ha. Mr. Mu is quite well-informed."

Then the two of them started arguing back and forth, but Su Jiuxin ignored them.

Qin Zilu's eloquence was definitely not as good as Mu Qingyu's. He was defeated within a few rounds. He snorted coldly and stopped talking in anger.

Finally calming down, she could focus on the battle situation on the field.

As she expected, Zhan Ge won this game.

Most of the day passed like this, with competitions taking place one after another, and the top twenty were selected.

By this time, it was already getting dark, and the 20 winners would continue competing at twilight tomorrow morning.

After Zhan Ge came off the field, he walked directly in front of her and saluted her: "Leader."

Su Jiuxin raised her hand and patted his shoulder gently, raising her lips slightly: "Zhan Ge, have a good rest. I'm looking forward to your performance tomorrow."

It's better to encourage him more now.

Zhan Ge raised his head to look at her, with a slightly happy expression on his face: "Yes!"

A group of them were preparing to return to the inn. On the way, there were still many people coming and going in the streets and alleys. There were stalls on both sides of the streets, forming a market.

Looking at this scene, she felt that it was much more lively than what she saw when she came to Sujian Villa before.

Mu Qingyu seemed to see what she was thinking, and said with a smile: "Every sect conference is held in a very grand place, so every time when Sujian Villa is held, the disciples in the village will bring the people in the village together on the street Set up a small stall to help people earn some money."

Looking at many vendors shouting, Su Jiuxin seemed to have some impression after listening to Mu Qingyu's words. It seemed that the Dark Moon Sect had also held a sect conference, but it was a long time ago, when the original body was still young. , the Dark Moon Sect seemed to have such a scene at that time.

"Tsk, aren't these things the same? In our view, as long as a sect conference is held in any sect or in Beiling, the people will follow suit and start trading by setting up stalls." Qin Zilu seemed unhappy with Mu Qingyu's announcement. As if he knew everything, he raised the corners of his mouth and spoke in displeasure.

"Are you right? Bai Ji." Qin Zilu was still dissatisfied and pulled Bai Ji, who had been silent all the time.

Bai Ji's dark eyes briefly glanced at Qin Zilu, then at Mu Qingyu who was smiling, and finally his eyes fell on her, and his voice remained cold: "Yes."

Qin Zilu immediately stared, obviously very unhappy, Bai Ji uttered a word and was about to speak.

Su Jiuxin immediately interrupted in a cold voice: "Okay, let's all go back and rest. There will be a competition tomorrow."

I don't want to stay with them at all anymore. It feels more tiring than reviewing a text for a day.

Because of her order, even though Qin Zilu complained a lot, he just snorted and turned around and left.

The other two people also took people back to their guest rooms.

And this strange and tiring scene continued until the final stage of the competition, and now the final four people have been competed.

They are Zhan Ge from Dark Moon Sect, Mu Zhishan from Sujian Villa, Liu Zixian from Wuxin Palace, and Wu An from Beiling.

After drawing lots, Zhan Ge will face Liu Zixian and Muzhishan will face Wu An, the final contestants here.

These two competitions can be said to be neither fast nor slow, but the winner emerged within a matter of a stick of incense.

Zhan Ge won, and Muzhishan won on the other side.

"Why do I feel that the disciple of Wuxin Palace is so strange?" Qin Zilu suddenly spoke in a low voice.

Su Jiuxin stared at Liu Zixian. Liu Zixian's martial arts should not be inferior to Zhan Ge. The two of them could be said to be on par, but after a few back and forth, Liu Zixian lost to Zhan Ge.

It wasn't that she thought Zhan Ge would be inferior to Liu Zixian, but in fact, there were several moves that Liu Zixian could dodge, but she didn't dodge them. Instead, she was hit by Zhan Ge specifically for them.

Zhan Ge quickly left the stage, came to her, bowed his hands and saluted: "Leader. My subordinates always feel that this victory is in vain."

It seems that Zhan Ge also sees it, but he is the person involved and should know better than the person who sees it.

"Since Wuxin Palace is willing to give up victory, you can accept it." Su Jiuxin looked at Liu Zixian who had returned to his position over there, with a leisurely tone.

Zhan Ge pursed his lips, then nodded in agreement and sat back in his seat.

The next competition is the turn of Muzhishan and Wuan.

As the owner of the village, Mu Zhishan took action personally, and all the disciples in the audience cheered and encouraged him.

"Come here, send someone to support Wu An!" Qin Zilu was angry that he was alone and weak, so he immediately raised his hand and ordered the attendants behind him.

The attendant nodded quickly: "Yes, Your Highness."

In an instant, the cheering people in the audience were divided into two. On one side were the disciples of Sujian Villa, and on the other side were the armored soldiers brought by Qin Zilu.

"Your Highness has brought a lot of people this time." Mu Qingyu suddenly joked with a smile.

Qin Zilu snorted coldly: "This palace will not lose!" As if trying to win a breath, he even glanced at Mu Qingyu.

Mu Qingyu didn't seem angry, she just smiled lightly and took a sip of tea.

Su Jiuxin just glanced at them twice, and then looked away. The two of them had been bickering in the past few days, and she was used to it.

On the contrary, there was one thing that worried her, that is, Bai Ji rarely spoke since he came to Sujian Villa.

She looked sideways at him and saw that he kept his eyes lowered. Since his face was expressionless, she couldn't guess what he was thinking.

"Master! Wuwei!"

"Wu An! Strong!"

The crowd in the arena was abuzz.

Several rounds of fierce fighting, and cheers one after another.

"The owner of the village! The owner of the village! The owner of the village!"

The disciples of Sujian Villa instantly became more energetic and enthusiastic.

Seeing this scene, Su Jiuxin turned around and looked away.

Qin Zilu's angry voice sounded in his ears: "Damn it!"