After Yan Yin left, the white-haired old man picked up Bi Yue and handed it to a man who suddenly appeared on the scene. The woman was then taken away by him.
Someone who was interested noticed that the man was a spiritual king.
The game will not be suspended because of Yan Yin's merciless kick. On the contrary, the game will continue.
It's just that many people's thoughts have already flown elsewhere.
"It's just a kick. That's how that kid treats cultivators."
"Arrogant. I think this Fang Yin has already made many practitioners dissatisfied."
"Hey, I can't believe that after leaving our Oriental College, Fang Yin is still so arrogant. It's really easy to change the situation. It's hard to change the nature."
Many students at Oriental College were talking about Yan Yin's game.
In another place, a man handed the woman in his arms to a woman next to him and said, "Let's go. Biyue has lost. It's useless to stay here. We'd better send her to the inn now. Here. Let her heal her wounds."
The woman looked angrily and said, "That Fang Yin, isn't he a little too arrogant? Even if he defeated Biyue, there is no need to say anything sarcastic about beating her. This guy, he seems a little too indifferent to others." It’s in.”
The man snorted coldly and then said, "Okay, let's put this matter aside for now. I will give her an explanation about Biyue's matter. Otherwise, how can I, the master, be worthy of Biyue's father."
After the man and the woman left, a man with pale hair appeared on the spot. Looking at the two people's leaving figures, a trace of thought appeared on his face.
"Uncle Master, why did Fang Yin talk like this? He obviously doesn't take us practitioners seriously." In Fengyun Square, in the auditorium, a handsome male disciple with an unhappy look came forward to Wan Xue and Yan Next to Yue, he said angrily, "If the master hadn't been allowed to participate in the Tangwu Conference, I would have let Fang Yin know. We cultivators are not easy to bully."
This male disciple is from Qingyue Mountain.
I had been with other Qingyue Mountain disciples before, but I was not with Wan Xue and Yan Yue. So I didn’t hear the conversation between them. I don’t know the relationship between Yan Yin, Wan Xue Yan Yue and the others. .
Looking at this male disciple, Wan Xue smiled and said, "Yunyang, do you think Fang Yin's words are wrong?"
The male disciple named Yunyang glanced at Yan Yue who was standing aside. He couldn't help but puff up his chest and said loudly, "That's natural. This guy is arrogant. He has insulted us cultivators with just one sentence. What is just a kick? Then Although the woman is not very strong, she is still a cultivator. How could he speak like this after defeating her?"
"Oh," Wan Xue said, "Do you know that woman? Or do you like her?"
"How is that possible?" Yunyang said loudly, "I already have someone in my heart."
As he spoke, Yunyang looked at Yan Yue unconsciously.
However, Yan Yue had no intention of caring about him. Her eyes were always fixed on the direction Yan Yin was leaving, and she was secretly thinking about her affairs.
Glancing at Yan Yue, Wan Xue looked at Yunyang and said, "In that case, then go back and watch your game carefully. This is about the Tangwu Tournament. As a disciple of Qingyue Mountain, you don't need to interfere. There is no need. I'm going to help you out. I'm bringing you out this time to let you meet the outstanding people and masters outside Qingyue Mountain. If you are aggrieved because of Fang Yin's words, then it is necessary for you to meditate after returning to the sect. I have lived on the cliff for several years."
Jingsi Cliff is the place where Qingyue Mountain allows some disciples who have made mistakes to face the wall and think about their mistakes. It is also a very miserable place.
There is only one mountain wall there, and it snows all year round. Ordinary people can't stand it even if they live there for more than a month, let alone for several years.
"Uncle, I..." Yunyang heard that Wan Xue said that he wanted you to live in Jingsi Cliff for a few years. He said hurriedly, "I didn't mean that. Uncle, my disciple is wrong."
At the end, Yunyang couldn't help but lower his head.
After glancing at Yunyang, Wanxue stopped talking and looked at the game on the field.
When Yunyang saw this, he couldn't help but return to the crowd of other disciples.
Among that group of disciples, there were men and women. However, they were far away from Wan Xue and Yan Yue.
Firstly, it’s because of Wanxue’s identity; secondly, it’s because the relationship between Yanyue and Wanxue is much closer than them.
Naturally, these people stood aside wisely and did not disturb the two of them.
"Senior Brother Yun, how are you?" A female disciple said to Yunyang who came back, "Senior Uncle Wanxue, do you agree?"
"Alas..." Yunyang sighed, "Don't mention it. I just talked about Fang Yin's arrogance. My uncle told me not to meddle in other people's business. He also told me to let Hui Hui Qingyue Mountain go to Jingsi Cliff. Live here for a few years. Then how can I say the rest?"
"Ah..." a female disciple whispered, "I'm going to live in Jingsi Cliff. It's still a few years away. That's not crazy."
"That's not necessarily true," another female disciple said, "Uncle Ziqing is still at Jingsi Cliff. He has been there for decades. I heard that other disciples go to Jingsi Cliff the most. After three months, I couldn't bear it any longer. But Uncle Ziqing stayed there and practiced hard."
"Master Ziqing," a male disciple said, "How can I compare with him? I heard that since Master Ziqing was injured by Master Wanxue, he has been staying at Jingsi Cliff and has never come out. I heard that Master Ziqing has been injured by Master Wanxue." He wants to seek revenge from Yan Yi. Unfortunately, General Yan Yi of Zhenbei is no longer alive or dead."
While everyone was chattering, a male disciple said to Yunyang, "Although our uncle won't let us cause trouble, we can go to Fang Yinbihui to have a fight with him. Let's go to him for advice. Let him know for a moment that cultivators are the most powerful in this world."
"This...isn't good." A female disciple secretly glanced at Wan Xue and Yan Yue in front of her and said, "What if my uncle finds out? Moreover, we are from Qingyue Mountain. Compared with that Fang Yin." Fighting. Isn’t it a bit disrespectful to fight?”
"Hehe. That's not easy. Let's change our clothes and give a fake name. It's not the same. When we fall down, we'll secretly find Fang Yin. Uncle Master won't know. Besides, with our strength, we're only afraid of a few We can defeat Fang Yin with just one move. After all, Qingyue Mountain's magic skills are definitely not comparable to that of that woman." The male disciple said, "What do you think?"
"This..." Yunyang thought for a moment and said, "That's not good."
However, there was a glimmer of excitement in his eyes. It was obvious that his heart was moved.
"Uncle Master" listened to the discussion of the group of people behind. Yan Yue whispered, "They..."
"Don't worry about them," Wan Xue said, "They are used to being arrogant in the sect. It's good to let them suffer. Besides, I also want to see how strong Fang Yin is."
The game on the field. The continuation of the game.
During this period, Xu Houhou also appeared on the scene. With a thick machete, he used his three shocking moves. Xu Houhou was shocked out of the field by the crazy knife.
That's right. He was knocked out of the field by the crazy knife.
Xu Houhou's luck is no better than that of Pangdun. His opponent is Kuang Dao.
The strength of the Crazy Sword is not just blown away. It is practiced with one sword after another.
Under the domineering sword energy of Crazy Sword, Xu Houhou could only attack three times and then admit defeat with a smile.
After all, he was from Southern College and had a good relationship with Yan Yin. Kuang Dao was merciful to Xu Houhou and did not hurt him.
However, Crazy Sword's move, which was like a 100-foot-long sword, still attracted everyone's attention.
This was also the first time Yan Yin saw Kuang Dao's sword skills. That was real sword skills, not sword skills.
What Crazy Sword focuses on is no longer the skill of wielding the sword, but a deeper understanding of the sword.
After the game between Kuangdao and Xu Houhou, a few more games passed and Ye Qingchen came on stage.
As soon as she came on stage, she immediately attracted the attention of all the young men in the room.
"Look. That's my goddess." A male student from the Oriental College shouted with excitement, "Goddess, come on."
And other people were also amazed by it.
Although Ye Qingchen's face was covered with a black gauze, many people could not help but marvel at his fair skin, slender hands and touching posture.
"It's a pity that I can't see her face. It would be great if I could see her face."
This is what everyone wants. However, Ye Qingchen will not fulfill their wishes.
Ye Qingchen's strength can't be said to be great, but it's not bad either. With Ye Qingwu's inventions, the movement skills taught to her by Yan Yin, and the Qing Yue Jue that Yan Yin gave her, her strength is much stronger than before.
The one she was fighting was also a cultivator.
However, under Ye Qingchen's agile and strange figure, the cultivator had better be defeated.
Seeing Ye Qingchen's victory, Yan Yin nodded secretly, then entered and turned around to leave the square.
First we went to a roadside inn to eat. Then we brought some food to Xiaobai. Then we returned to our residence.
On the night Su Yanying left, she gave Yan Yin some banknotes.
Originally, Yan Yin didn't want it, but Su Yanying insisted on giving it to him, so Yan Yin accepted it.
Later, he went to a business bank in the imperial capital to inquire. It turned out that the banknotes Su Yanying gave him were worth a hundred thousand taels in total.
Not silver. But gold.
After hearing the news, Yan Yin secretly licked his tongue and couldn't help but sigh at the power of the Su family.
However, despite gaining so much wealth at once, Yan Yin was not very excited. On the contrary, he saved all the banknotes, leaving only a few dozen taels of silver for his own use.
He believed that the money would be of great use in the future.
Returning to his residence, he gave Xiaobai some fresh meat he had brought back to eat, and then played with him for a while, then set up a horse walk in the yard.
He didn't have much to say about today's battle. What made him a little helpless was that he couldn't use his true strength in front of so many people.
There are many things that he cannot see the light of.
Such as Yan's Chang Fist, Cang Hai's Seven Fists, and Phantom Long Sword.
There are only a few people who have seen the phantom sword in this world, but Yan Yin believes that for those swordsman masters and those with extraordinary strength, they can tell the difference of the phantom at just one glance.
The so-called wealth should not be exposed. If someone really cares about his phantom, Yan Yin can only be careless.
After all, the Imperial Capital is no better than other places. Here is Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon.
Just when Yan Yinzama was thinking about something, he suddenly heard a different voice. He opened his eyes and looked above the house that had been shrouded in darkness for some time.
There, several figures stood quietly above.
"You are Fang Yin." An obviously altered voice came into Yan Yin's ears. "I have heard for a long time that you rely on your own strength and do not take others seriously. Not only do you kill your classmates at will, but you also despise practitioners. Is that right?