I broke my sleeves with the son

Hearing what he said, Jiang Luoqing remembered her school.His status is a bit special, and it is normal for him to be asked not to participate in the Mingxian Conference, but since other sects can send so many people, why don't they send more people from Heshan?

Thinking so, he asked.

"Why does our sect only let you come here alone? There is no one to take care of you."

Fiji looked at Jiang Luoqing with a half-smile and didn't speak. After watching for a while, Jiang Luoqing came to his senses, shook his head with a broken smile and said, "Senior brother, you are indeed worth more than one person."

After he finished speaking, he thought for a while, and hooked the corner of his mouth again.

………………

The people in the stands went down in pairs, and came up individually, and finally only half of the original people remained after being screened out.And those who retreat will be packed up and left today, but they can still watch the battle later.

"Fiji, Yu Suning."

Just as Jiang Luoqing was thinking, when he heard Fiji's name, he subconsciously looked to the side. Fiji had already stood up. He reached out and patted Jiang Luoqing's shoulder and said, "I'll come up to accompany you later."

He spoke very calmly, determined that he would not be beaten down, and there was a gentle arrogance in his words.

Jiang Luoqing wanted to laugh, but he didn't. He nodded with a straight face, "Be careful."

Fiji went down the steps, and Jiang Luoqing looked up and saw Fiji's opponent, a woman in a long skirt and with a bun, swaying down the steps, her every move was seductive .

Jiang Luoqing noticed that many people in Sifangtai's seats could not help but focus on this woman, and of course there were people as determined as him who declined to be insensitive to this.

He set his sights on the arena. Fiji had gone up early, and now he was standing in the center of the arena, looking down, playing with the fan in his hand.

The woman Tingting walked up to the competition stage gracefully, shyly and timidly cast a moist look at the handsome young man opposite, but this expression was made for the blind man to see.

As if feeling that someone was looking at him, Fiji looked up and was meeting Jiang Luoqing face to face. He slightly hooked the corners of his mouth, and blinked at Jiang Luoqing like a child.

Jiang Luoqing's eyes were pretty good, and he took all his actions into his eyes, and when he came back to his senses, the corners of his mouth were unconsciously raised.

Blinking his eyes and looking over again, Fiji had already retracted his gaze and looked at the person opposite.

The incense had already been lit, and the two stood still, just standing there, and the woman occasionally stood in a different posture.

When the incense was burning for a little while, Fiji glanced at Jiang Luoqing who was sitting on the viewing platform. He raised his eyes, "Swipe—" the fan was opened, reflecting light slightly in the sun.

"My lord, do you want to attack the slave family?" A light and light voice came from the opposite side, and the voice seemed to contain infinite grievances.

Fiji looked at the person in front of him and suddenly smiled. He said, "The charm technique is useless to me, so I plan to add Yingong?"

He touched his feet, and the whole person flew away quickly, leaving an afterimage, and the next moment he appeared beside the woman, with a silver mark drawn by his fan.

If it really falls, it will be torn apart, otherwise it will not stop.

But that woman was not a vegetarian either, she frowned and fell back like a butterfly, then said with tears in her eyes: "It's really rude."

Fiji didn't say anything, just now he was just trying to test this person's skills, but now he's pretty much tested, and he doesn't have much thought to spend here.

With a sinking wrist, he slammed towards the place where the woman was standing, making a whistling sound, which made people feel a bit of coolness under the scorching sun.

The woman's eyes froze, she used her lightness kung fu, and with a touch of her embroidered shoes, she jumped up and avoided the fan that was piercing into the stone platform.

Unexpectedly, just after escaping a catastrophe, there was a chuckle in her ear, her eyes widened suddenly, and she turned her head to look in disbelief. Someone slapped her shoulder hard, and she turned towards the competition platform Fly outside.

Fortunately, the other party accepted her mercy, so she still had some spare energy to control herself from falling to the ground in embarrassment.

She staggered a few steps and landed on the ground, looked back at the person who defeated her, and deeply remembered him as an incomprehensible person, then turned around and left slowly with her skirt in her hands. The steps she left were also particularly rhythmic and beautiful.

Jiang Luoqing watched as Fiji knocked someone off the arena with one palm, then stepped on his feet, jumped out of the arena, landed on the stone steps, walked up slowly and sat down next to Jiang Luoqing under the eyes of everyone.

As soon as he sat down, Jiang Luoqing's name was called.

Jiang Luoqing stood up and looked around, and saw a young man in white shorts standing up and looking at him not far away, they looked at each other and looked away, Jiang Luoqing took two steps, suddenly Thinking of one thing, he turned to Fiji and said, "Don't worry."

Fiji's gaze, which had been watching him silently, suddenly warmed up, and he said softly, "Don't get hurt."

Jiang Luoqing nodded, turned around and walked down the steps. Compared with him, his opponent was much more high-profile, and he flew over the heads of the crowd with lightness kung fu, and landed on the competition stage gracefully.

Jiang Luoqing paused when he passed by two burly men, nodded slightly to them, and then stepped onto the martial arts arena.

The young man on the opposite side was wearing a bunt uniform of the sect, and looked at him eagerly, his eyes were full of excitement, but he still pretended to stand there calmly.

After Jiang Luoqing went up, he drew out the dagger that was fixed on his forearm. He didn't make any gestures, but stood there quietly holding the sword, looking like his whole body was full of flaws.

The person on the opposite side was about the same height as Jiang Luoqing, but his face was immature, and he felt a few years younger than him, with a fledgling pride and reserve that had not been defeated.

He drew his sword and said to Jiang Luoqing, "Le Qing."

This is self-reporting, and his expression looks more like wanting Jiang Luoqing to remember who he was defeated by.

As expected of a kid who just came out of the rivers and lakes and doesn't know the heights of the sky and the earth.

Jiang Luoqing nodded, and didn't announce his name as he expected. He only held one side of the dagger, using the back of the knife as the blade. The corner of his mouth curled up, showing a faint smile, and the person on the other side was stunned.

He whispered: "Here we come."

In the next moment, he rushed out suddenly, and his figure could still be captured without using light work.

Jiang Luoqing didn't intend to hurt anyone, so he used the back of the knife. When he approached someone who hadn't reacted yet, he would just use the back of the knife with his hand.

"Da—" the other party hastily used a blade to block Jiang Luoqing, and then slashed out fiercely.

The sword rubbed against each other, making a goosebump-like sound, and the two of them broke apart immediately.

Jiang Luoqing's face remained unchanged, and he continued to approach with his sword. He was good at close combat, and it was of no benefit to him to go far.

He pressed on step by step, and the opponent retreated step by step. In order not to bully the young man, Jiang Luoqing neither used his internal strength nor his good swordsmanship.