I broke my sleeves with the son

In the morning of the second day, Jiang Luoqing got up to practice sword in the courtyard, and he didn't stop until the attendants brought the food. Fiji also got up while he was practicing sword, silently, just watching from the side.Occasionally pop out a finger of internal force to help him correct it.

The two finished their meals, took a short rest, got up and went to the competition stage.When meeting others on the road, Jiang Luoqing could easily feel the eyes of others on him.

He and Fiji walked side by side in silence, not giving anyone a second glance.

Fifty into one, today's competition stage is estimated to be bloody.

When they arrived at the competition stage, there were already people sitting there. Jiang Luoqing and Fiji found a place to sit down. After waiting for a while, almost everyone arrived. The old man who didn't show up yesterday was wearing a gourd and a gourd around his waist, drooping. He came to the stage with a face.

He didn't speak when he came up, just stood there, and everyone in the martial arts arena was waiting for him.

Two big men came slowly with the roster, followed by a young man in white, with long hair loosely braided and hanging behind him, there were shadows of people from outside the region in his eyes, with clear facial features and a cold and handsome face, There is no wave on his face, and he is very difficult to approach at first sight.

But it's a bit like the girl who fought with him yesterday, especially this demeanor, Jiang Luoqing thought.

The two big men stopped under the martial arts arena, and the young man slowly climbed up the steps. Everyone looked at him with scrutiny and suspicion. Most of them had roughly guessed the young man's identity, but no one said anything. , just waiting for him to verify.

The indifferent young man stopped in the middle of the martial arts arena, he raised his head, revealing a pair of light-colored eyes, which seemed rather indifferent, rather plain, as if the worldly affairs had nothing to do with him.

He falls in the hustle and bustle of the mortal world, but sits on the clouds and looks down on all living beings.

Jiang Luoqing was sitting very close to the competition stage, staring at this man. He thought this man looked really heartless and lustless, which was very interesting.

As if aware that someone was looking at him, those eyes that couldn't put anything in them fell to the martial arts stage, and their eyes were fixed on the young man in green shirt below, and there was a reflection of that person in his eyes.

Jiang Luoqing naturally saw him looking at himself, he was taken aback for a moment, and then smiled a little embarrassedly, it was the first time he stared at someone for so long, it was quite embarrassing, it was really impolite.

Those eyes moved away.

"What are you looking at, Junior Brother?" Fiji's mind was flooded with old vinegar at the moment, and he followed to look at the indifferent young man on the stage who was not as good-looking as him. He really couldn't think of anything good about this person.

Jiang Luoqing said: "The person above is very interesting."

Fiji fell silent. He watched standing on the top without holding back a loud fart. He looked like a dumb person who couldn't speak. He really couldn't figure out what was so interesting about this person.

He is not as good as him, his martial arts are not as good as him, he can't speak, and he only knows some medical skills, and he still doesn't know if this medical skill is reliable.

With such a useless person, where did Jiang Luoqing find something interesting?

Fiji didn't want to make himself too ugly, he pursed his lips and fell silent, staring at the stage, his eyes seemed to scare away the peaceful young people on it.

He finally spoke.

"I am the pharmacist of this Famous Immortal Association, Zhenshu, who came from the Valley of Medicine, and I am under orders."

"let's start."

After just two sentences, he turned around and stepped off the stage. This simple style stunned the others who were ready to listen to a long speech.

When the old man saw that someone was going down, he said: "Okay, I will guard here today, you just use your best to come here."

He said that he stepped hard, and he didn't know where he was stepping on. Jiang Luoqing only felt a surge of strong internal energy rushing towards the ground, and then scattered in all directions, raising dust.

Fiji naturally put down her long sleeves and stood in front of Jiang Luoqing, covering him from the dust.

Jiang Luoqing was stunned for a moment, and then said in a low voice in embarrassment, "Thank you, brother."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the sound of rumbling stone slabs rubbing against each other. Jiang Luoqing pulled down Fiji's arm to look, but saw a huge stone slab rising out of nowhere on the competition platform, dividing the wide competition platform into two halves.

After the stone slab was raised to the height of three people, the old man lazily said: "The martial arts platform is divided into the Chu River and the Han boundary. One side will be divided into 25 people, and then two will be divided into one."

As he spoke, he raised his eyes and glanced at the people below, and said, "Any comments?"

There was no sound under the competition stage, the old man nodded to himself and said: "It's fine if you have no objection, the competition begins."

As he spoke, he flew to sit on the big drum, untied the gourd on his belt, and drank one mouthful after another.

The two big men stood on both sides of the stone slab, and then began to read the names aloud.

Fiji was the last name on the left, and Jiang Luoqing was the first name on the right. The two happened to be separated.

This is different from what they planned last night, Fiji frowned slowly.

On the other hand, Jiang Luoqing was very lenient. He patted his senior brother on the shoulder and comforted him, "It's okay. I'll be surrounded by people at most. If the situation isn't right, I'll just run off the martial arts stage by myself? Don't worry."

Fiji's frown still did not loosen. The two had already walked to the stage, and Jiang Luoqing waved his hands and walked towards the opposite side.

"Jiang Luoqing." Fiji suddenly called out.

"Huh?" Jiang Luoqing turned her head, only to see Fiji lightly smiling at him and saying, "Don't let yourself get hurt."

These words have almost become what Fiji would say to himself every time he was about to go on stage, Jiang Luoqing said, "You too." On the stage, his figure was blocked by the three-person-high stone slab.

Fiji stepped onto the competition arena and looked at each other in blank dismay with the other 24 people, and then they didn't know who would strike first, and the [-] or so people immediately fought together.

But they are not simple people, and they naturally have a sense of proportion in their strikes, not too much, so only occasionally a few who are overwhelmed by other people's kung fu and feel inadequate, hold their fists and push out to the competition arena.

Fiji waved his hand, and the sleeves agitated by his inner strength floated up. With one palm, the person facing him took two steps back, but he remained motionless, looking leisurely, unexpectedly unaffected.

The eyes of the other fighters who were watching this movement were full of fear and shock, they never expected that a young man of his age would already have such deep internal strength.

The people around Fiji moved away a few steps, obviously not wanting to confront him.

But the person who was facing Fiji just now was very clear, he patted his sleeves and clasped his fists at Fiji, saying, "Skills are inferior to others, ashamed and ashamed." Then he turned and jumped off the competition platform.

Fiji didn't respond to this, he just frowned slightly, and occasionally glanced at the stone wall rising high in the center of the competition arena.