Chapter 126

Five days later, the martial arts competition conference was held as usual.

The competition conference is naturally set up in the college. The college, together with four sword schools and one Hongmen, sends seven people to each school, all of which are young talents with age no more than 25 years old.

The college square is once again lively.

Since the last Air Eagle attack, the academy has stepped up its defense, and the entire venue has not even a mosquito to fly in.

There are four challenge arena in the square, which are held by drawing lots system to eliminate them one by one, so the competition has the element of luck.

After all, who would not like to choose the first round of the 100 Li floating?

The most popular candidates for the competition competition conference are Murong Lingmo, after all, they have the highest reputation in recent years. Among them, Murong Lingmo has been the first person to think and not want to win because of some personal reasons.

In terms of college, after the students under 25 years old ranked according to the practice, Jun Mo was the first, and Yan Bin was also selected. Ye Jinxi, who had made a standing appointment with elder Dong, made a personal appearance with Jun evening Su, convinced lifuzi to replace Ye Jin Xi with a place.

The competition is about to start, and the square is full of voices. However, the representative of the college on the high platform has only five people sitting in the room. Ye Jin is not late in the evening, even the last one has not yet arrived.

Yan Bin sneered: "I don't think it's frightening to get to bed!"

"How do you know, have you ever had such an experience?" said Jun Mo, smiling

Yan Bin was suddenly angry, but he dared not say anything disrespectful to you.

Li Fuzi stroked his beard and looked at the distance by stretching his neck. After all, he was late and never came.

Wind bell sword school, a hundred miles floating, 100 miles boundless sitting.

The boundless hundred miles still languid evil charm appearance, purple brocade adds a piece of luxury to him.

The hundred miles of flying posture thousands of eyes, attracted many eyes, but always no waves and waves, eyes convergence, smile, as if nothing in the world can make her mood change.

The sword School of Jinghong, always calm Murong Lingmo, is not so much at this time. She looks at the distance by twisting his eyebrows. I hope that the familiar body will come quickly and hope that she will not appear today.

In front of the group, there was elder Dong sitting in front of the group. The thin body and the obscene eyes fell on the body, but they finally dared not go further. They coughed and sat down. A pair of green bean eyes were exploring the women in the field, but they found that their eyes fell on their own side.

Dong elder saw the immortal Murong Lingmo on the side of his side. He felt angry at the moment, scolding Murong Lingmo: "today, I must fight for glory for the sword school! Otherwise you won't go back home! Your master will never have any good fruit to eat! Hum! "

Murong Lingmo listened to the headless scolding of elder Dong, sighed a little, but he could only stand up and salute the elder: "I remember the elder's instruction."

Seeing Murong Lingmo so gentle and obedient, elder Dong felt that he felt like a slap on the cotton, but he felt that he had no place to work. He waved with a cold hum: "sit down, don't throw a pestle here and disgrace!"

Murong Lingmo is stiff, but he gently raises his head, and sits slowly in the bottom of Dong Chang's body. He stands at Huaqing beside Murong Lingmo. His eyes are red and his hands are tight. If not Murong Lingmo glances at him, he is afraid that he will rush up and draw his feet with his hand!

Hua Qing lowered his head and came to Murong Lingmo's ear: "son, you must take the first place today, or our day..."

Murong Lingmo sighed, take the first place? Facing the hundred miles floating, he may be able to put down the hand, but face her Murong Lingmo low proud head.

Elder Dong again has nothing to look for and looks at Li Fuzi and says, "Li Fuzi, this daughter ye Jinxi, who hears Ye Meng, also participated in this competition. How have you yet to come? It's not going to be a pee, ha ha! "

Li Fuzi frowned, humiliated the students in his face, and was undoubtedly beating the face of the college. He said: "elder Dong still pays attention to his discretion, otherwise others should be the reckless men without family education in the sword sect."

"Elder Dong, with a heavy face, snorted coldly," don't feel unhappy, Mr. Li. I am a reckless man. How proud that ye Meng and Jun late Su was, unexpectedly, they had a useless firewood, and they were not allowed to waste their bags! I also heard that the man was unmarried and pregnant, and could make such a vicious deed. You Qin didn't invade her into the pig cage and ride a Trojan horse. It would only be when the people's style of Qin Dynasty was opened to the extent that men and women could be private! "

That day Ye Jin Xi to the elder Dong humiliation, he did not forget at all.

Lifuzi sneered: "if you are barbarians, you can't compare with the enlightened thoughts of Qin Dynasty! Is not the chief executive jealous? "

Everyone knows that elder Dong is good. Li Fuzi is naturally focused. Dong said that Li Fuzi can only look back to the contestant behind him: "listen to me. It's better not to let her meet people in our team on the eve. Otherwise, you will give me a good lesson! By the way, let her know what thought liberalization is! "If the first sentence is just angry, the latter one is strongly obscene.

Li Fu's angry beard trembled: "you are really..."

"What is it really?" Elder Dong burst out laughing: "I said I was a person of rude humiliation. Naturally, I would do rude insults. Besides, in the martial arts competition field, there are no eyes for swords and swords, and no matter what the death or injury is. Do you want the disciples of our school to know how to show mercy and cherish the jade? But now that Li Fu Zi has said it, the disciples will listen to me. Who can draw ye Jinxi's number and give me a good "pity" turn

"Yes, I do!" After Dong's old age, his disciples laughed and said loudly. Murong Lingmo slightly twisted his eyebrows. Just as he was about to speak, Huaqing held down his shoulder, "childe, you can't! Elder Dong is one of the eight elders of Jinghong sword sect. We can't afford it. "

Hua Qing sighed. Just now Dong Changlao treated Murong Lingmo like this. Murong Lingmo could swallow his breath. But why can't you hold your breath when you talk about that woman?

Murong Lingmo's delicate eyebrows frowned, but he shook his head slightly, and his gorgeous voice sounded in the scene: "elder Dong, this is not right. The martial arts contest is a kind act, and it is also a friendly competition between daozong and Xiange. How can it kill people

In other words, it's competition first and friendship second.

Murong Lingmo's words, the elder Dong immediately glared at him, "stop! You can't talk here! Fool! You can do what you are told to do. If you are so disobedient, you should stand in the air now

Standing in the air is a punishment of the Taoist school for making mistakes. It uses a small silver needle to hang in the air. People stand on it and pour all the spirit into it. A silver needle carries the whole body. It has small goals and heavy weight. It is difficult to control the level below the Qingxiu state and consumes a lot of aura. Standing on it, Murong Lingmo will consume half of the aura in an hour 。

The martial arts contest will begin immediately, but elder Dong punishes Murong Lingmo at the moment, which means clearly.

Hua Qing called out: "how can this be, my son..."

"What are you? How dare you talk?! Do you dare not listen to what you say Elder Dong glared at Murong Lingmo and said angrily,

Murong Lingmo grabbed Hua Qing, who was still trying to explain, and lowered his head. He clenched his fingers into a fist. Then he thought of his master. He could only respectfully salute elder Dong: "I obey you."

With these words, he took the silver needle from elder Dong's hand, and the silver needle was in the air, and he stepped on it.

White, spotless, his back straight, hands upright, the whole person gives a strong sense of loneliness.

All the people below all stopped talking and looked at Murong Lingmo in amazement.

We all know that the great prince of Dongliang is in an awkward position in the Middle Kingdom. His father and the emperor are not happy, and his younger brother framed him. Although Dongliang state religion regards him as a spiritual genius, he is extremely indifferent to him. However, no one can imagine that if he is just an elder, he can be punished in this way.

Murong Lingmo that lingran elegant posture, I do not know how many tears the women below, and how many years of talent to sigh.

Who says you are lucky to be born in a royal family? People with embarrassing status like Murong Lingmo, if they were not born in the royal family, would be respected like a genius like Bai Li Piao.

Facing such a situation, Bai Li Piao glanced pitifully at Murong Lingmo, and then lowered his eyes to cover up the taste of schadenfreude in his eyes. They all said that he and himself were unique talents. But how can such a coward compare with himself?

Hua Qinghong eyes, hiding in the corner crying, around the people pointing at Murong Lingmo, soon, Murong Lingmo forehead will have fine beads of sweat.

Li Fu Zi looked at the most outstanding person in the college who had been tortured like this. However, he had nothing to do with the treatment of his disciples by the sword school. He was not qualified to say a word of criticism, so he could not help but look at him.

No matter which sword school, they all care about genius, but Murong Lingmo, a genius, is so tortured by Jinghong sword sect

Li Fu Zi side of the head, suddenly saw a person coming slowly in the distance, and was immediately overjoyed: "the president, the president!"

With Li Fu Zi's words, we all looked down. However, we saw the president holding a little guy in his arms, and his beard and hair were divided into various shapes. The image that had always been solemn and dignified no longer existed, but his eyes were full of smiles, just like a granddad who dotes on his grandson.

"Granddad Dean, let me down." Yuanbao saw Murong Lingmo standing in the air from a distance, and then he reached out and pulled the president's beard.

"Oh, easy, easy." The president hissed and inhaled, and put Yuanbao down. Yuanbao ran to Murong Lingmo.

But the president is to tidy up his make-up, step by step with a steady step to the high platform.

But even if he becomes serious now, what remains in people's eyes is still that dirty old man

The president walked up the platform with his eyes on the head of the college one by one. He was puzzled and wrung his eyebrows and said, "what about ye Jinxi? Why haven't you come yet? "

Li Fu Zi sighed: "a few days ago, the king of Chang'an asked for leave for her and said that she would arrive today."

After hearing the three words of Chang'an Wang, the president nodded: "well, except ye Jinxi, everyone is here. In this way, we will not wait for her. We will draw lots and leave the last number for her."The president's words fell, and Liu Fu Zi could not help but say: "Dean, this, the college has just come to five people, in addition to Ye Jinxi, there is still a gap!"

"Isn't this coming? How can it be bad? " With this sentence, the president waved to one side: "come on, Yuanbao, dear, let's draw lots!"

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A word startled tens of thousands of people in the square.

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