The villain is a disaster [Rebirth]

These words echoed faintly, and the audience was completely silent.

Jing Wuyou blinked his eyes, as if he didn't understand what he said just now to offend others, he tilted his head and asked, "Can't you?"

"..."

Liu Jiu and all the disciples stared at him blankly, and after a few seconds, even Liu Jiu, who had such a gentle personality, was also gnashing his teeth a little angrily at his words, the corners of his mouth twitched, and said, "Junior Brother Jing is really... ... Confidence."

Junior Brother Jing accepted it peacefully, and replied: "That's natural."

Soon, a wooden bow was thrown up from under the stage, he reached out to catch it, and bowed to thank him, "Thank you very much."

"Jiang Weiyun" in the audience sat among the crowd, and occasionally glanced at the expressions of the people around him that were exactly the same as Liu Jiu on the stage. , this kid refused to use it, and changed it to an ordinary wooden bow, isn’t it thankless? It can be said that it can be easily won.”

Holding the bow in his hand, Jing Wuyou said to Liu Jiu: "Go on quickly, don't waste time, if you continue in a daze like this, you will lose badly."

Seeing that he was sure of winning, Liu Jiu raised his eyebrows: "Can you beat me?"

"of course."

The black figure jumped up, half-floating in the air, turning around and nodding the arrow in an instant, piercing the air and piercing through the eardrums, and the five sharp arrows formed by spiritual power were like a wind, moving towards the place where the frequency of movement is unpredictable. Shoot at the target.

Five rounds, five hits.

After landing steadily, under the agitation, Jing Wuyou turned his head and said: "There is still a stick of incense, let's have a good competition, senior brother."

After Xuehu heard the "senior brother", a melon seed almost broke one of his teeth.

He frowned against Jiang Weiyun's face, and his delicate facial features moved closer to the center of his face, looking a little angry: "Fuck, what is this kid doing? After joining the Wu Hua Sect, I never called anyone a senior brother. I thought it was because he cared about you that he didn’t recognize others... Heh, it’s really ungrateful! Lord, let’s go, don’t worry about this ungrateful stinking boy."

"..." Lingshi said, "Look at it for a while."

Xuehu said aggrievedly: "My lord~"

It just wants to go back to sleep quickly.

In an instant, arrows were flying on the competition platform, and there were frequent sounds of piercing through the air.

The abilities of these two disciples should not be underestimated. Not only Xuehu looked at it with inexplicable enthusiasm, but even the head and elders in the attic were excited.

In the end, Liu Jiu saw that the opponent hit the bull's-eye at a speed comparable to his own, and suddenly overtook him in a moment of urgency. With a slip of his arm, six sharp arrows deviated from the track and shot towards the place where "Jiang Weiyun" was. After the other arrow of You intercepted it, it exceeded the scope of the competition and almost accidentally injured the disciples in the school.

Jing Wuyou won this match.

The elder said: "In the fifth match, Liu Jiu faced Jing Wuyou, and Jing Wuyou successfully advanced."

There was a sensation in the audience, some were amazed, some were congratulating.

Jing Wuyou responded with a smile and looked at the many Wu Huazong disciples who encouraged him, then he turned his head again and looked towards Xuehu.

This time the snow fox was clever, without even raising his head, he hid himself and kowtowed the melon seeds in his hand silently.

Just when he thought that nothing would be noticed this time, there was a sound of footsteps landing in his ears, and then a pair of black boots came into view.

Xuehu's hand holding the melon seeds froze in mid-air, his mind went blank.

But within a few seconds, Jing Wuyou had already come to him: "Senior brother Jiang, it's your turn for the next round."

Xuehu no longer had the heart to take care of each of these seniors, so he raised his head pretending to be calm, and said, "Really, then I'll go and prepare."

It hurriedly stood up, looked behind Jing Wuyou's expressionless face, and swallowed calmly, rather than wanting to leave quickly, it wanted to run away quickly.

But as soon as it passed by the opponent, its wrist was clamped. The opponent's hand was very strong, and he pinched the slender wrist fiercely, and a sore pain rushed from the wrist to his head.

Xuehu let out an "ouch", turned back to stare at him suddenly, and asked, "Junior Brother Jing, what are you doing!?"

Jing Wuyou stared into its eyes for a moment, then let go, and said with a pleasant smile: "Senior brother, don't get me wrong, I don't mean anything, I just want to tell senior brother, don't take it lightly."

Xuehu stared at him without saying a word.

Jing Wuyou's eyes gradually moved down, as if he was trying to find a topic, and said: "Senior Brother Jiang's spirit stone is so beautiful, can you give it to me?"

Snow Fox: "No!"

As soon as it finished speaking, it realized that its reaction was too violent, and the disciples around looked over one after another. Xuehu explained awkwardly: "Uh, this spirit stone is expensive, so I'm sorry that I can't give it to my junior brother. Then send other things to the younger brother."

Jing Wuyou said with a harmless smile, "When did Brother Jiang become so generous?"

Xuehu was eager to gain wisdom: "Seeing that you have good abilities, you have changed your mind. People with abilities should be rewarded."

Jing Wuyou looked at him with raised eyebrows and didn't speak, and didn't know what was going on in his heart. After a long time, he said: "Okay, let's treat it like this, senior brother please."

After he finished speaking, he made a gesture of invitation, and after Xuehu pretended to be calm, he continued to walk towards the competition stage with his back as stiff as an iron plate. After he took the stage, the spirit stone in his collar emitted a faint light .

"Leave after this match."

Xuehu was puzzled, lowered his head and asked softly: "Why?" Could it be that the boy was completely relieved.

"I'm afraid he has discovered something strange."

Xuehu thinks that his acting skills are superb: "No way, I think I conceal it very well."

"What a fart, it's rotten to the street."

A disciple who met him bowed to him: "Senior Brother Jiang, please be merciful."

Xuehu nodded perfunctorily with her hips crossed: "Oh good."

Then he won, and he showed no mercy.

When Xuehu got off the competition stage and wanted to bathe in the many compliments and bragging for a while, the light of spiritual power in his pocket intensified a little, and the voice inside urged: "Okay, it's ok, leave quickly."

Xuehu pouted: "I wanted to leave you before, why are you in such a hurry now?"

"Don't talk nonsense, hurry up!"

"Okay." Xuehu had just moved his lower neck, and was about to turn around to leave, when he turned his head and bumped into a person, he took a closer look, and it was Jing Wuyou who came.

Jing Wuyou smiled at him and said, "Brother is in such a hurry, where do you want to go?"

Xuehu replied: "No, just after the competition, I want to move around a little bit."

After finishing speaking, he was about to leave. After being grabbed by Jing Wuyou, he backed up to the original place again, "This place is either a tree or a stream. There is nothing to stroll around. Brother, let's watch the game in peace."

After confronting each other for a long time, Xuehu choked out a sentence: "I'm anxious!"

Jing Wuyou said indifferently: "Do you need me to accompany you?"

"...I want to go by myself."

"No way."

"why?"

"Because the final is coming soon, senior brother can't run far."

"How could I run far."

"It's not impossible to get lost."

For some reason, Xuehu always felt that whenever he called out the word "senior brother", his tone would be deliberately aggravated, which made him feel uncomfortable.

In addition, there is also an inexplicable sense of urgency that is perilous...

Every time Xuehu said something, the other party would reply, making him speechless and helpless, so he had to obediently go back to the seat and sit, and Jing Wuyou was sitting next to him, making it want to go for a walk again There is also nothing to take advantage of.

Jing Wuyou sat next to it, making Xuehu even more uncomfortable.

It always feels that there is a faint, inexplicable sense of oppression penetrating through it, a bit like the patience that has been suppressed.

"Senior brother Jiang, why is he so gentle today?"

Xuehu saw that his eyes were fixed on the stage, his side face became more and more serious, and he thought that he was watching the competition in the stands, but he didn't know that this sudden speech caught Xuehu a little off guard.

It couldn't help but stand on end, and whispered: "Yes, is there?"

Jing Wuyou slowly turned his head and looked at him: "En."

Xuehu's mind turned quickly, and he made up nonsense: "I saw that you were lazy before, so I was more aggressive with you, but now I see that you can beat Junior Brother Liu, and I know that you are If you have real skills, you will naturally not have any prejudice against you."

Jing Wuyou looked at it meaningfully, this gaze full of scrutiny made Xuehu's heart shudder.

He suddenly turned around, snorted intriguingly, and said, "Really, but you are so hypocritical and pretentious that I really want to beat you up right now."

Snow Fox: "..."

Jing Wuyou continued: "If I win to the end in this competition, can you agree to a request I made?"

Xuehu asked: "What request?"

Jing Wuyou paused, and said, "No matter what the request is."

Xuehu refused: "This is not acceptable."

It's not that stupid yet.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but Xuehu always felt that he had caught a glimpse of a corner of his mouth just now out of the corner of his eye.

After a while, it felt something was wrong again, and asked, "Why did you suddenly talk to me so much today?" And it was only to one person.

"...It seems that you don't know me very well. In fact, I have always talked a lot, but I haven't found anyone to talk to." Jing Wuyou lay down with his arms on his head, closed his eyes and said calmly, "There used to be one, I've been chasing after him for a long time just to catch up with him one day and tell him everything I want to tell him."

After a pause, he said, "But he doesn't want to listen to me."

Looking at Jing Wuyou's face, Xuehu couldn't help blurting out: "Maybe...the person you mentioned has some difficulties?"

"So what." Jing Wuyou smiled, and said calmly, "Anyway, it has nothing to do with me."

The round after round of competition ended accordingly, and the final result came from the attic, "Those who have successfully entered the final are: Chen Yuwen, Li Zhen, Jiang Weiyun, and Jing Wuyou. Please invite these four disciples to come to the stage for the final competition."

The final was different from the previous knockout rounds, the four players on stage were all opponents, it was a real competition.Falling off the test platform, surrendering, fainting, and losing life are all judged as losers.

Because in this competition, people's lives can be hurt, Feng Chiling is not at ease with Jing Wuyou, and finds Xuehu to temporarily protect him secretly under the identity of Jiang Weiyun.

After all, Jiang Weiyun is the biggest threat to Jing Wuyou at present.

Others whose cultivation base is higher than Jing Wuyou's are either innocent or of good conduct.

In short, Jiang Weiyun's delusion would not have killed him in this competition.

... Now it seems that he really worried too much.

Jing Wuyou's ability is far stronger than he imagined, and he is clearly just a kid at the early stage of Jindan.I'm afraid it's because of his unusual background.

After the words fell, Jing Wuyou stood up "swish" and looked down at "Jiang Weiyun": "But I think it is still necessary to prove myself, please keep your eyes open and look carefully. "

There seems to be a little bit of starlight embedded in the pitch-black eyes, which are extraordinarily deep and beautiful like obsidian.

Jiang Weiyun's face was clearly reflected in this pair of pupils that were not only good-looking, but also a little gloomy.Xuehu did indeed see Jiang Weiyun's face from those eyes, but...

Who were these words said to?