On the high platform, Song Lingxi stood facing the wind, the corners of his snow-white robe stained with blood, fluttering in the wind.
In just a moment, her state completely changed.
Holding the Bingxin Sword in her hand, she reappears the sharpness of the sheath, and there is a beauty that makes people unable to take their eyes away.
Song Lingxi threw her sword to Chen Chuangyan, "This is a fair competition."
Chen Chuanyan caught the sword, her spiritual energy surged through her body, and she killed him without any hesitation.
Song Lingxi showed her sharpness as she saw every move, and the Bingxin Sword obviously exerted greater power in her hands.
The two of them fought from the ground to the sky, which made everyone in the audience marvel.
At the judges' table, everyone was very surprised by Song Lingxi's condition.
"This girl recovered so quickly."
Leng Qianqiu asked Bing Yuqing in a low voice, "Did you give her any magic medicine?"
Bing Yuqing twitched the corner of her mouth and did not answer.
Of course she didn't give it.
She was not willing to give such a miracle medicine.
That is how the matter?
It was clear that Song Lingxi was not in good health just now. She was not pretending to be like that. Why did she recover so quickly?
Bing Yuqing glanced in the direction of Zhao Xi'er. The only person who had just come into contact with Song Lingxi was Zhao Xi'er, but how could Zhao Xi'er have such ability?
The competition between the two continues, but the results are gradually becoming apparent.
With the help of God, Song Lingxi, who is holding the Bingxin Sword, seems to be much stronger than when he first came on stage.
After another quarter of an hour, Chen Chuangyan was knocked off the high platform.
"puff!"
She fell in front of Zhao Xi'er and spit out a large mouthful of blood.
Zhao Xi'er's expression didn't change, she picked up Qianho and moved to the side in disgust.
Chen Chuanyan wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and glared at Zhao Xi'er, "Are you happy? You can laugh when you want to, why hold it in?"
Zhao Xi'er stared straight ahead, her face still indifferent and expressionless.
"Zhao Xi'er, what are you pretending to be?"
Chen Xianyan felt like she was going crazy.
She stood up staggeringly and took a step towards Zhao Xi'er.
Seeing this, Qiao He stepped over and stood in front of Zhao Xi'er.
"The people from Xiangtan Peak are over there, go back quickly!"
He waved his hand like a dog.
Chen Chuanyan gritted her teeth and clenched her fists.
There was no one around her.
Is she wrong?
But what was wrong with her leaving Wuyong Peak in the first place?
What is there to cherish about a place where the living dead would stay?
Why did she end up like this today, while Zhao Xi'er was standing here perfectly fine?
"Senior Sister Zhangyan," Qiansui, who was being held by Zhao Xi'er, suddenly said, "Come here and let Suisui pat your head, and your injury will be healed."
For a moment, Chen Chuangyan swayed and was a little unsteady on her feet.
A picture appeared in her mind, which was the scene of her and Zhao Xi'er going up the mountain together.
At that time, they were only eight or nine years old.
Chen Chuanyan shouted that she wanted to compete and ran up the mountain with all her strength. As a result, she accidentally fell and broke her knee.
Zhao Xi'er caught up with her, cleaned her wound and blew on it.
Chen Chuangyan cried in pain.
The young Zhao Xi'er reached out and patted Chen Xianyan's little head, "Be good, Xianyan, don't cry, your injury will be healed soon."
The past events are coming in droves.
They grew up together, were selected by Shen Qiuming together, and came to Xianling Mountain together.
Since leaving Wuyong Peak, Chen Xiangyan has been practicing crazily and constantly improving herself.
She always wanted to prove to Zhao Xi'er and everyone that she was right, but that was because...she knew that she had done something wrong.
"sorry!"
Chen Chuanyan finished speaking quickly, turned around and ran down the mountain.
This apology is for Zhao Xi'er, but also for Qian Sui and Song Lingxi. She no longer has the face to stay in Xianling Sect.
Chen Chuangyan left for a while before everyone came back to their senses.
The competition continued, and another person flew up to the high platform.
But this time, Song Lingxi did not continue fighting, but chose to admit defeat.
She flew to Zhao Xi'er, clasped her hands in her fists, "I wrote about the situation just now, Senior Sister Xi'er, this sword..."
"With so many people watching, I can't go back on my promise."
Zhao Xi'er repeated what Chen Chuangyan threatened her with just now.
"Hehe!" Chiho covered her mouth and snickered, "Senior Sister Lingxi, the Bingxin Sword is yours."
At the judges' table, Su Tan looked at Shen Qiuming and said, "Master Shen, Zhao Xi'er can't do this. The Bingxin Sword is such a rare treasure, why did you give it to someone so easily?"
Shen Qiuming touched his beard: If this old man doesn't want to give it to me, I can still sell it for money!
Su Tan asked again and again, "Master Ice Peak, Master Leng Peak, do you think Xiao Lingxi has made the right friends this time?"
The expressions on Bing Yuqing's and Leng Qianqiu's faces couldn't be more wonderful.
Time passed very quickly, and the competition on the high platform was coming to an end. When Xiao Yan came on the stage, there were almost no masters left in the audience.
He defeated three people easily, and almost no one dared to challenge him.
"Who else?"
Xiao Yan raised the red feather sword in his hand and glanced at the audience with stern eyes.
"I! Suisui wants to challenge Senior Brother Xiao Yan."
Chiho stood on tiptoes and raised her chubby hands as high as possible. It was finally her turn to play.
Xiao Yan was slightly surprised. He didn't expect Qianho to really dare to challenge him.
He glanced back at Leng Qianqiu suspiciously, and received a fierce glare from Leng Qianqiu.
Xiao Yan turned around and said to Qianho who was under the stage, "Okay, come up."
Zhao Xi'er placed the little dumpling on the high platform in an instant.
She held Chiho's two small hands and said, "Don't be afraid, Suho, the competition will be over soon."
"kindness."
Chiho nodded. She looked brave on the surface, but in fact her palms were sweaty.
Zhao Xi'er felt a little distressed, so she had to tell Xiao Yan, "Quick fight and a quick decision."
Xiao Yan was confused for a moment and felt that something was wrong with the situation.
Qian Sui watched Zhao Xi'er leave and quickly patted her forehead with her little hand.
"Save your life, save your life."
Isn’t this request considered cheating?
The audience burst into laughter immediately.
Several judges were also dumbfounded.
Hua Wuji looked helpless, "Master Shen, are you sure you want this little guy to participate in the competition?"
"Master Shen, stop playing around. I'm afraid this little guy can't withstand one of our Xiao Yan's moves."
Leng Qianqiu smiled and shook his head.
Bing Yuqing also looked at Shen Qiuming as if she was watching a good show.
"Suisui!"
Shen Qiuming shouted, "Hurry up, Master is sleepy."
After hearing this, except for the people at Wuyong Peak, everyone else looked at each other with expressions of confusion.
"I got it, Shihu!"
After being slapped on the forehead, Chiho was finally not afraid anymore.
While she was making moves, she said harsh words to Xiao Yan.
"Senior Brother Xiao Yan, I'm offended!"
After saying this, her small fist flew through the air, and she hit Xiao Yan hard in the direction.
It seemed like a punch as light as a feather, but before everyone could laugh, Xiao Yan flew away.
Except for Shen Qiuming, everyone else at the judges' table stood up in shock.
Leng Qianqiu, "What's going on?"
Bing Yuqing, "This is impossible!"
Su Tan, "It's unexpected?"
Gatekeeper, "My cub is awesome!"
Hua Wuji said, "What kind of extraordinary talent is this!"
Oriental Green Branch, "Ox!" This chapter has been completed!