In fact, these subtle changes are more important. Often, a subtle flick of the wrist will result in a different powerful move. (⊙﹏⊙⊙﹏⊙)
Ji Yinglan was lucky this time, and the opponent she met was Zhou Fengya from Zixia Sect.
Ji Yinglan looked very excited and said in shock: "Junior brother Ji Yinglan, you should be able to win a victory this time."
Ji Yinglan just smiled and said nothing. He couldn't wait to walk out of the private room.[
"You don't have to be so anxious if you want to win," Jingfeng said with a smile.
The Zixia Sect is not a big sect, and Zhou Fengya can be regarded as a genius of the Zixia Sect if she can stand out.
Although Zhou Fengya's promotion was due to luck, her strength is really good.
Not only is Zhou Fengya very powerful, she is also very charming and can be regarded as a rare beauty.
Ji Yinglan and Zhou Fengya looked at each other, dumbfounded.
"Rogue!" Zhou Fengya said shamelessly.
Ji Yinglan suddenly woke up and said quickly: "I'm sorry! You are too beautiful, so you lost your composure."
"A prodigal!" Zhou Fengya snorted coldly.
Ji Yinglan's performance made Zhou Fengya look down upon her even more.
But Ji Yinglan looked completely lost, her soul had been taken away by Zhou Fengya.
"This kid Ji Yinglan is really weak in concentration. It seems that he has been fascinated by Zhou Fengya. There is no way to compete with him." Jingfeng said with a smile.
"Zhou Fengya is a beauty that I feel pity for. It's not surprising that Junior Brother Ji Yinglan likes her," Luo Jia said.
Ji Yinglan had actually noticed Zhou Fengya for a long time. Now that they met face to face, she realized that Zhou Fengya was even more beautiful. It was reasonable for Ji Yinglan to be fascinated.
The competition has officially begun, and Ji Yinglan has not yet recovered.
Zhou Fengya has a graceful figure, and her martial arts competitions are like dancing, with incomparable grace.
Ji Yinglan couldn't help but scan Zhou Fengya's body with her eyes, but she had no intention of competing.
Seeing that Ji Yinglan's eyes were dishonest, Zhou Fengya became even more angry and attacked even more fiercely.
After a while, Ji Yinglan's body was scratched in several places and blood flowed out, and he woke up.
However, Ji Yinglan has no intention of continuing. He really can't be cruel to the goddess of his dreams.[
"I surrender!"
"Trash!" Zhou Fengya said, turned around and walked off the stage.
Being scolded by Zhou Fengya, Ji Yinglan became weak and lost her energy.
"I'm not a waste, I must show it to you." Ji Yinglan almost shouted.
"Humph!" Zhou Fengya snorted coldly, turned around and walked back to the private room.
Looking at Zhou Fengya's leaving figure, Ji Yinglan seemed to be dehydrated and fell to the ground softly.
"Brother Ji Yinglan can't bear the blow so much. Let's go down and help him back to avoid being embarrassed," Jingfeng said.
Jingfeng, Bi Fan, and Monan hurried down and helped Ji Yinglan back.
"Ji Yinglan, don't you care about the reputation of Qingyang Clan?" Luo Xiaotian said sternly.