At the viewing table, watching Yang Xiaobao win, Yun Ziyan and Xiaobao all showed a gleeful expression, and even Ling'er's eyes were filled with joy.
On the other hand, Lu Qing saw Yang Xiaobao win, and his eyes, which were blocked by the hat, lit up suddenly.
"I've really read this guy right. Jiange, maybe another disciple will be added."
Lu Qing thought secretly in his heart, very happy.
...
In the rest area inside the square, Yang Xiaobao dragged his tired body on the rattan chair.
Relying on the strength of one's own body and the breathing method is operating on its own, the blood and energy are wrapped in the true energy and flowing in the body, which can help recover from injuries.
After a fight, Yang Xiaobao was not seriously injured, all of which were minor injuries.
"Regist your breathing and wait for the semifinals..."
Yang Xiaobao thought, and before he even took off the mask, he entered a state of breathing regulation.
...
On the ring, with the restoration of the ring, a new round of battles began.
One person after another came on the court, using all his skills to compete for the quarterfinals.
Even Ling'er was quickly summoned to the scene, but Ling'er was facing the male disciple who had suffered heavy injuries before but was unwilling to give up easily.
Even at his peak state, he may not be Ling'er's opponent, and now he will not be Ling'er's opponent.
Ling'er defeated him with one blow.
Even Jiange and the two disciples took action one after another, and they all successfully entered the quarterfinals.
By the afternoon, all eight competitions had been completed, and they successfully competed for the quarterfinals of this Tianjiao Club.
At this time, the middle-aged man spoke, and his voice not only spread throughout the square, but also into the rest area inside the square.
"Please go to the stage for the quarterfinals of the Tianjiao Club!"
Yang Xiaobao heard the sound and slowly woke up from his breathing control. This time there was no one around him, and Ling'er seemed to have not come in.
When he arrived on the arena, it turned out that Ling'er had been waiting here for a long time.
“How is it recovering?”
As soon as they met, Ling'er asked Yang Xiaobao.
Because Yang Xiaobao Tianjiao's identity as Lu Qing from Jiange is, Ling'er is not inconvenient to show that she is too close at this time.
“It’s pretty good.”
Yang Xiaobao replied calmly, but his eyes couldn't help but look at the quarterfinals of the Tianjiao Society.
Qin Chen, Ling'er, Pei Qing, Zhang Fang from Jiange, and himself.
The first eight of this Tianjiao Conference is really lively, and they are usually acquaintances.
He secretly complained, ignoring Qin Chen's glare at him and Pei Qing's cold eyes towards him, Yang Xiaobao looked at his nose and his heart, and ignored foreign affairs.
"Eight are the top eight of this genius meeting. You only need to fight three more rounds to determine the final result."
The middle-aged man said, looking at the eight people, and then said, "We are all very tired when we fight two fierce battles today. Let's go back and fight again tomorrow!"
After saying that, he didn't care about Yang Xiaobao and the eight people, so he left alone, without worrying that the eight people would fight in advance.
After all, during the Tianjiao Association, no private fights are allowed, and no one dares to foul, otherwise they will be punished by all parties.
"I really hope that I can fight you tomorrow and let me break your bones with my own hands!"
Qin Chen smiled fiercely at Yang Xiaobao, then left with a loud laugh.
The others also left each, and Pei Qing and Zhang Fang from Jiange didn't even look at Yang Xiaobao.
Even though Yang Xiaobao was the name of a disciple of Jiange, he participated in the Tianjiao Association.
Soon, only Yang Xiaobao and Ling'er were left in the field.
"let's go."
Ling'er smiled slightly and took Yang Xiaobao out of the arena.
After finding Yun Ziyan and Xiaobao, everyone returned to the Yun family.
Perhaps because she was too tired, Yang Xiaobao fell asleep in the carriage.
The three of them were also very sensible and did not bother Yang Xiaobao. They waited until they arrived at the Yun family's mansion before they woke him up.
After Yang Xiaobao and everyone finished their supper, they returned to the courtyard where they were resting alone.
When the moon was in the middle of the sky, Yang Xiaobao was not sleepy and was thinking about today's battle.
Yang Xiaobao benefited a lot from fighting with Lin Gan and Lin Hong.
And he has gradually adapted to his rapid cultivation and the comprehension of small-formed sword intent.
"I interrupted Lin Hong's hand today. Will I still be intercepted and killed by Lin Hong?"
Yang Xiaobao suddenly thought that he couldn't help but kick Lin Hong's arm.
"Um……"
Yang Xiaobao still remembered a lot and tried it a little.
As the Sun's breathing method is activated, the rhythm of breathing changes slightly, and the flow of qi and blood power also changes, and the effect is amazing!
boom!
At this moment, Yang Xiaobao seemed to have turned into a black hole, swallowing the essence of heaven and earth, and smelt the sun, moon and morning glow.
Even in the room, you can sense the energy between heaven and earth and absorb it from your pores.
As the sunset gushed, Yang Xiaobao's whole body was scattering slightly, his heart was beating like thunder, and his "bang" continued. This was the situation where his body was improved, and the power of qi and blood was surging, moving towards a new stage!
In addition, the true energy was also activated.
With the help of the essence of heaven and earth, the sun, moon and morning glow are tempered together to help your true qi be more pure!
This feeling is comfortable and peaceful, just like drinking ice water during the summer days, and the feeling of a stove in winter is warm.
"Young Master Yang, have you gotten up?"
Ling'er's voice suddenly came from the yard, interrupting Yang Xiaobao's practice.
"I am here!"
Yang Xiaobao stopped practicing with unfulfilled satisfaction and responded.
"Let's go, the genius will meet on the last day." Ling'er shouted outside, with a smile in her tone.
"Walk."
Yang Xiaobao knew that the genius would be the most important thing, so he responded and walked out of the room.