Mu Qianyu could not hide her surprise. She did not expect that Li Nanming actually had such an identity, and could represent the Holy Land in arbitration, so his status in the Holy Land would not be low.
Li Nanming withdrew his gaze from her face and looked forward with a cold look on his face. His whole temperament was like a sharp sword that could be unsheathed at any time, with a strong fighting spirit.
The nymphomaniac sounds around him had not disappeared, but Mu Qianyu shook his head and stopped looking at him.
"Zixiao Dojo, Mr. Beichen has arrived."
As soon as the eunuch's voice came out, everyone saw figures in white clothes appearing on the high platform for some reason. The figures in white clothes were tall and tall, with a piece of beautiful jade hanging around their waists.
He has a face as handsome as a god, an ascetic and cold temperament that is natural, and there is a faint hazy air lingering around him, making people look at him and feel that he is an immortal descended from heaven.
Mu Qianyu rarely saw Beichen Ye wearing white clothes. He didn't expect him to look so stunning when dressed like this. He looked less murderous and more handsome and ascetic.
She put her chin in her hands instead, admiring the man's beauty as if she didn't need any money.
"Hey, this person looks familiar, but I just can't think of where I've seen him before." Leng Xinyue was the first to comment again.
Mu Qianyu looked at her and thought to herself, this girl is too forgetful.
"Senior brother, I also feel that this person looks familiar, why do I seem to have seen him before?" Someone in Donglin Academy also said.
Mu Qianyu looked over and found that the person speaking was the person who was seriously injured by Beichen Ye two days ago.
Is this person forgetful too?
"Cousin, do you have any impression?" Leng Xinyue asked Nangong Zhi beside her.
Nangong Zhi nodded slightly and said: "The piece of jade he carries should be able to erase people's memories of him, so that every time people see him, they only feel familiar, but they don't remember him."
"It's so amazing. I heard that some mysterious people like to use this kind of magic weapon, but this is the first time I've seen it." Leng Xinyue clicked her tongue in wonder.
Mu Qianyu now finally understood why Beichen Ye said that his identity would not be exposed. It turns out that there is such a thing that makes people forget after seeing it.
But it's strange, why didn't she forget?
Bei Chenye sat in the middle position and secured his position as the number one force in the mainland. In this arena, he had the final say on everything.
Originally, what should attract the most attention on the field was the next match, but the appearance of Li Nanming and Beichen Ye caused the people on the field to always look towards the high platform unconsciously.
Needless to say, the women were all infatuated with each other, and some even argued endlessly over who should be chosen.
Even the men couldn't help but look back and forth at the faces of these two people, wondering how a man could look like this. He was obviously the character in the painting.
And not only are they good-looking, but they also have a high status. At first glance, they look like the pride of their respective forces. Otherwise, they would not be qualified to represent one's force.
They can't do it without getting jealous.
Of course, women's reaction was more intense. The two groups of girls who quarreled over who was better were persuaded to give up the quarrel.
After giving up, they were still unwilling to accept their fate, but they said very resignedly: "We have no chance. I don't know who will be lucky enough to choose between these two fairy-like figures."
"It must be impossible, there is no such person..." Another woman interrupted her: "You can only dream about it."
Mu Qianyu, who was sitting in the front row, scratched his head and looked away from the high platform, because the competition was about to begin.
Daxuan had already submitted the battle list, and it was quickly approved by the three major arbitrations, and a huge battle list was posted under the ring.
The first person on Daxuan's side to fight was Nangong Zhi, and the one on the opposite side was named Ye Ziqiu.
The battle lists for other arenas also came out, and following the deputy arbiter’s instructions, six pairs of people stepped onto the arena, saluted, and took action.
When the twelve people took action at the same time, the entire royal martial arts arena began to have an atmosphere of competition. They were nervous and applauded along with the people competing on the stage.
Many people are extremely enthusiastic, and most of them place bets on the outside market.
Mu Qianyu was paying attention to the competition in front of her. In fact, she knew that Nangong Zhi would definitely win without even looking. With her terrifying strength, let alone being at the same level, it was not difficult to leapfrog.
Sure enough, Nangong Zhi had the absolute upper hand from the beginning. Even though her spiritual power accumulation was still weak, the sharpness of her sword moves caught the opponent off guard.
The morale of the Daxuan Dynasty was greatly encouraged upon seeing this, and even the emperor's eyes became brighter. As the leader of this generation of young people, Nangong Zhi could give him new surprises every time she appeared.
Although Nangong Zhi is only nineteen years old, she always gives people a sense of calmness, as if whenever she sees her taking action, there are two words - don't worry.
Everyone present was exhausted and didn't know which competition they should pay attention to. However, many people were still attracted by Nangong Zhi's elegant figure.
Her temperament is so refined that many people just take one look at her and can't take their eyes away.
As a result, less people paid attention to the battle between the two dynasties nearby. People nearby were watching Nangong Zhi. Not only did this girl have a good figure and temperament, she even drew a sword that was so pleasing to the eye.
"when!"
"Bang!"
Ye Ziqiu from Donglin Academy soon had his sword broken and fell under the ring. Although the injury was relatively minor, he still lost.
"Concession." Nangong Zhi said in a low voice, and stepped off the stage with steady steps, her veil fluttering in the wind, adding a bit of mystery to her.
"Okay." Emperor Daxuan took the lead in cheering, and some onlookers who had come all the way from Daxuan also cheered in agreement, and the momentum was high for a while.
Although Donglin Academy lost, it seemed calm, as if the defeat was expected by them.
The second player was Xiao Zheng, who ranked second among the weaker opponents, and the difficulty was slightly lower than Nangong Zhi's.
Many individual visitors were just attracted by Nangong Zhi's appearance. When they were about to focus on watching the competition, they were persuaded to leave by Xiao Zheng. This person is not only fat but fat. He even trembles when walking in the ring. He can really fight.
?
Even if I could fight them, I wouldn't be too interested. After all, it doesn't look very good.
Mu Qianyu glanced at the movement at Donglin Academy. It was still calm, as if this was not a competition they were participating in.
Some disciples were even chatting there and noticed her looking over with a fierce look in her eyes.
Mu Qianyu nodded and looked back to watch the competition.
At this time, several arenas also completed the first round, and the spectators were all in the mood, watching with great fanaticism.
"Let you strike first." Xiao Zheng took out his sword and said to the academy boy opposite who looked to be only fifteen or sixteen years old.
Looking at his age and cultivation level, Mu Qianyu really felt that he was lost at the starting line and that the past many years should not have been wasted.