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Chapter Seventeen What's wrong with you?

At this moment, on the stage.

"Qiang" the sword was unsheathed, Xiao Yi no longer hesitated, three rays of sword light roared out along with the sword formula, and soon the three rays of sword light were covered with the evil sword's energy, the cold wind was miserable, and the sword shadows were thick.

Senior Lin Ge, who was watching the battle in the audience, frowned for the first time. He was obviously surprised. His eyes were fixed on Xiao Yi, as if he was seeing a peerless treasure.

The rotating sword body, the roaring wind, the fierce color of the void, and the sky full of sword shadows. Xiao Yi's deep internal strength, coupled with the shadowless sword technique, quickly gained the upper hand.

An Xuanyi became more and more frightened as he fought. What kind of sword technique is this? Where have I seen it before? It's so powerful. I'm afraid I'm going to lose today. Suddenly I felt that my sword energy had increased by three points. Unexpectedly, Xiao Yi's sword technique hadn't been used yet.

to the top moves.

Xiao Yi became more and more comfortable as he fought. He had only reached the fifth level of the Shadowless Sword Technique. He usually practiced it so stiffly, but he didn't expect to actually use it on the field. Since he could perform it as softly as the wind and without a trace.

Every move at the fifth level of the Shadowless Sword Technique is transformed into telepathy, and is released one by one.

"Okay, I didn't expect Yi'er to be able to do the Shadowless Sword Technique, which is amazing." Sitting in the middle and lower part of the ring at this time, Emperor Xiao, who originally had a gloomy face, became happy and looked at Xiao Yi with a bright smile.

"Shadowless Sword Technique!" Sitting next to Emperor Xiao, Xiao Feng's face was as gloomy as water, and there was a hint of gloominess in his eyes. He never would have guessed that Xiao Yi, a bastard, had actually mastered the first-level sword technique.

When the situation came to a head, An Xuanyi's evil-proofing swordsmanship reached its peak and was already dying. After a moment, when Xiao Yi's sword attack came again, he finally put away his sword unable to do so: "I admit defeat."

Xiao Yi was still intoxicated by the wonder of Shadowless Sword Technique. When he saw An Xuan also sheathed his sword, he raised his eyebrows and said, "I haven't had a proper sword show with His Majesty King An, so why did His Majesty King An admit defeat?"

An Xuan was stunned for a moment, then became angry. He tried his best to compete with his swordsmanship until the end, but Xiao Yi took a long time to draw his sword. Now he said that he didn't have a good swordsmanship contest with him. This was obviously a deliberate attack on him. How could he not draw his sword like this?

He was about to come out, but realized that he had already admitted defeat, so he had no choice but to step down unwillingly.

The summer wind blows, making no sound or silence.

"Okay." In this silent silence, Lou Muqin shouted first and clapped violently. Then, everyone who had recovered from the scene on the ring started cheering and applauding one after another.

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Xiao Yi, the hero in the hearts of the people all over the world, was the champion of the competition at this festival. For a time, the waves of applause almost shook the sky.

After the judges announced the results of the competition, Xiao Huang walked onto the stage. After speaking eloquently, he walked to the throne covered with red cloth. Under the nervous gaze of thousands of pairs of eyes, Xiao Huang neatly lifted the

A piece of red cloth and a golden crystal chair appeared in front of everyone.

"Wow..." There was a burst of wow from all around. What surprised everyone was not the crowned throne, but the Blue Sky Sword displayed horizontally on the throne handle.

Xiao Yi stepped closer to the crowned throne and held up the Blue Sky Sword with both hands. Countless envious and jealous eyes immediately fell on the peerless sword in his hand.

Xiao Yi stood on the ring and nodded slightly when he saw this. Then he turned around and fixed his eyes firmly on Lan Duoduo, who was standing in the crowd, dressed in a charming outfit.

Excited eyes met cold eyes, their eyes collided in the air, and light splashed everywhere.

People from all directions looked along Xiao Yi's line of sight, and the noise fell silent for a moment.

Didn’t Princess Yi disappear? But she appeared when her husband won the crown, and she was dressed so stunningly.

Amazing, amazing!

The summer wind blows slowly and is extremely hot. The arena is hot, hotter than ever.

After all, Lan Duoduo didn't see Xiao Yi's schedule, but now, seeing him standing on the championship throne, she was very happy for him to win the championship, but she couldn't laugh no matter what.

She withdrew her gaze, turned around, squeezed through the crowd, and trotted towards the Xuanwu Tower.

Xiao Yi, who was standing on the throne, looked at her running figure and felt a mixture of emotions in his heart.

After returning to the Xuanwu Building, Xiaoxi and Xiaonan Meier were so happy that they cried, and everyone hugged each other and cried for a while.

The most exciting thing was when the Blue Emperor came to the throne. A king shed tears in front of so many people. You can imagine how shocking and touching it was.

Lan Duoduo just put away her tears, and Emperor Xiao and others rushed to visit her. In addition to caring, they also asked about the person who abducted her. Lan Duoduo didn't want to tell Nangong Shangyue, so she had to find reasons to block her.

After sending everyone away, Emperor Lan urged her to go down and rest.

"Xiao Xi, Mei'er, you guys should go and have a good rest. You've been so scared that you didn't sleep well these two days since I disappeared. You even have dark circles under your eyes." Lan Duoduo felt sad for a while. Looking at their haggard looks, she knew that these two

I must not be able to eat well or sleep well that day.

How could she be so happy, so happy that people would suffer because of her!

"No, princess. You haven't seen me for almost two days. Mei'er and I have been blaming ourselves. If we had stayed with the princess that night, the princess wouldn't have disappeared." Xiao Xi sobbed blaming herself, holding Lan Duo tightly.

Duo's little hands.

"Okay, Xiaoxi. Am I okay?" Lan Duoduo shook his head quickly, with a look of helplessness on his face.

"You guys go down, the princess will be watched by me." Xiao Yi, who was standing on the side, said calmly.

Meier had already seen that Xiao Yi was obviously impatient in his eyes, so she immediately pulled the silly Xiao Xi out.

Why did she just leave? Didn't she say that she would stay and take care of her? When Xiao Yi glanced at her coldly, he immediately ran away.

Lan Duoduo sat on the edge of the bed without saying a word, wearing a gauze and revealing outfit, the same one Nangong prepared last month.

For some reason, she didn't want to face him, probably because she was in a bad mood and couldn't explain why.

"Who is so bold as to kidnap my beloved concubine?"

Lan Duoduo smiled lightly and said nothing, her expression finally getting better, but her face was still cold.

Seeing her expression, Xiao Yi asked worriedly: "What's wrong with you?" When he saw her at the competition venue just now, he thought it was an illusion, but he ran back regardless.

"It's okay, I'm just a little tired." Lan Duoduo said coldly. Being trapped by Nangong Shangyue, she thought about him all the time. Until Du Zirui took her to escape, she first wanted to rush back just because

I'm afraid that he will not perform well in today's final.

But she thought too much. She rushed to the competition venue and received the news of his victory. She watched him stand on the throne of the champion. She was happy but disappointed at the same time. She wanted to smile at him, but she couldn't.

Can't laugh.

"Your Majesty, go down, I want to sleep for a while." Her tone was neither warm nor angry, light, like a wisp of breeze, making people unpredictable.


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