Chapter 127

On the square, this was a lively scene. When Murong Lingmo was punished, the voice below was lower, but it still failed to reach the point where the needle could be heard.

A word from the president, let the whole audience be quiet.

Everyone looked up in disbelief and looked up at the little man standing in front of Murong Lingmo's face.

Yuanbao was squatting under Murong Lingmo at the moment, looked at his feet and asked curiously, "Uncle Murong, what are you doing? Why can you stand in the air without your own sword? "

He glared at a pair of pure big eyes, the golden light in his eyes flashed, which found a silver needle under Murong Lingmo's feet.

Yuan Bao suddenly exclaimed, "Wow, uncle Murong, how can you be so powerful! Can you stand with just one needle? Come down quickly, uncle. I'll have a try

Yuanbao stepped forward to take the silver needle.

Murong Lingmo looked at Yuanbao like this with a gentle smile, but the smile was less alienated in the past, with a spoiled flavor: "Yuanbao, uncle can't give you this needle."

Yuan Bao twisted his eyebrows: "why? Doesn't uncle like Yuanbao any more

Looking at the tangled look on xiaoyuanbao's face, Murong Lingmo explained: "of course not."

Yuanbao saw the sweat on Murong Lingmo's forehead. He was shocked: "uncle, is it very tired to stand on it? Why are you sweating? "

Murong Lingmo smile, just smile looks very sad, "uncle is OK."

Hua Qing, who was crying beside her, couldn't look down any more. She came down to wipe the tears flowing out of her eyes: "young master, this is a punishment to stand in the air!"

Yuanbao was shocked again when he heard Hua Qing's words: "why? Did uncle do something wrong

Murong Lingmo was silent.

Hua Qing opened his mouth: "the young master said a few good words for your wife, and he was punished by elder Dong!"

Yuan Bao just wanted to say something, he heard the president's voice. He twisted his small eyebrows and turned his head. He looked at the courtyard and said, "grandfather, the president, my uncle is in the penalty station. I will not draw lots. I will accompany uncle Murong."

Yuanbao's soft glutinous mixed with milk, but particularly stubborn.

After a long contact with Yuanbao, the Dean naturally understood his character and waved: "all come to draw lots. There's no need to stop!"

Elder Dong wanted to say something, but the president glared at him fiercely. He could only swallow the words into his stomach, turned his head and looked at Murong Lingmo fiercely, and then transferred his anger to him.

When several people got together, Li Fu Zi looked at Yuanbao and said, "Mr. President, this, this Yuanbao also participates in the martial arts competition?"

"Why, no way!" The president's patience with others has been limited. He waved his sleeve and said: "the contest requires participants to be under 25 years old, but five years old is not under 25?"

Li Fu Zi wiped the sweat on his forehead: "Mr. President, I don't mean that. It's just that the sword has no eyes in the martial arts contest. Young master ye..."

"He's just from experience. If I'm here, who dares to hurt him?"

The president of the court said this sentence in a bold and loud voice. He clearly protected Yuanbao, but let all the participants dare not speak.

The dean is not only in the college, but also in the whole world.

He used to be a disciple of Tianqi Dashen temple. He is of the same generation with the current leader of Tianqi Dashen temple. Even the leader of the wind chime sword sect wants to call him martial uncle, let alone these younger generation?

However, there are still a few people who don't know the color. When he heard that Yuanbao was the son of Ye Jinxi, he immediately became interested and said, "Mr. Dean, the swords in the competition field have no eyes. If you say so, we can't do anything to him? Is it that the president wants him to be the first in this term? "

As soon as elder Dong said this, all the people around him immediately agreed. After all, the martial arts contest is held once every 30 years, and some people can't catch up with it. All the people who can participate in the contest want to perform well in this meeting, and no one is willing to lose to a child.

The dean's small eyes glared, and as soon as he was about to speak, Yuan Bao's tender voice rang out: "is it you who punished uncle Murong?"

Elder Dong choked and looked down at the little man standing in the field. He had a certain momentum, and then he said with a smile: "yes, it's me. Why is the young master not happy?"

Yuanbao nodded and said seriously, "I'm not happy."

Yuan Bao finished this sentence, paused for a moment and continued: "my wife said, I am not happy, she will not be happy, and she is not happy, the consequences are very serious."

Yuan Bao's words were so clear that everyone could hear them. However, they were so loud that they did not dare to refute them.

Everyone's eyes fell on him. They didn't understand why he was just a five-year-old child, but he had a kind of domineering power that can't be ignored?

Elder Dong felt cold behind him. He was staring at Yuan Bao's big eyes, as if a thousand mountains were pressing on him. He turned his head and did not look at Yuanbao. He snorted and did not dare to speak.The president stroked his beard and was very satisfied with Yuanbao's appearance. He didn't mean to stop him.

Yuanbao grinned and pulled out a small sword several times smaller than the ordinary sword from his waist. The sword was made of gold mixed with steel. It was very sharp. Yuanbao took the sword and looked at elder Dong with a smile: "don't you say I'm small? Then I'll show you the imperial sword to let you know that I'm not a bully. "

With these words, Yuan Bao's golden sword rose from the sky and floated in the air for a few times. The sword was shining with red light.

Dong Nai said with a cold smile: "the elder's heart is really thick when he sees the red doll."

As soon as the words fell, he heard Yuan Bao exclaim!

But the sword in the air suddenly turned and rushed to the high platform!

The red light on the sword suddenly flourished. It came straight from the sword. It was as fast as light!

"Oh, no, Kim didn't listen to me!" Yuanbao's childish words made all the onlookers smile. Although it's really rare for a five-year-old child to be able to practice and practice a mirror, it can be said that he is a genius in the world, but after all, he is only five years old. Look, his sword control is unstable

Chide!

The little red sword galloped past in the air. All the people heard was a voice, and then they heard someone's cry: "ah ah!"

The red light on the high platform blocked people's eyes. When the light fell, they found that elder Dong's hair was blown up, as if he had been struck by lightning, and the small golden sword was stuck in his hair!

Yuanbao chuckled shyly. His little hand scratched his hair. He was embarrassed to open his mouth: "this grandfather, I didn't mean to. Xiaojin, it's really too naughty. But how can you not avoid it when you practice so high?"

The frightened elder Dong gave Yuanbao a dull look and finally came back to his senses. He was furious: "you boy, you are on purpose!"

Yuan Bao hid behind the president, hugged his leg and spat out his tongue at elder Dong.

The Dean coughed and said, "Yuanbao is just a mirror of practice. Even if it is intentional, can elder Dong resist it?"

As soon as he said this, elder Dong was stunned again. Yes, the sword just came to him. He clearly resisted it. However, the sword seemed to be able to break through his own boundary and killed himself by surprise!

Elder Dong looked at Yuanbao suspiciously, but he saw that Yuan Bao's face was full of confusion and confusion. He had to throw his head full of doubts behind his head, and said: "I'm just a child who can repair a mirror. I don't put it in my eyes!"

The president once again stroked his beard: "that's the case, then start drawing lots, Ling Mo you also come."

President's address, Murong Lingmo naturally need not be punished.

All those who are ready to take part in the competition all went to the draw.

The president asked slowly, "this time, there are no young students coming to participate in the competition?"

Li Fu Zi nodded and sighed: "the magician is too strict with his disciples. He has not accepted any one in the past 30 years."

The Dean nodded: "there are very few people who can practice divine arts. It's just that. Let's start. According to the usual practice, except for Guan rihongmen, we sent seven people from each side, that is, 35 people from each side. Those who got No.1 directly entered the second competition, and the remaining 34 people formed 17 teams. The winner was promoted and the draw began. "

People began to draw lots. Xiao Yuanbao looked at the box and winked at him with Jun Mo, grinning. He carefully selected and took out a number.

"Who is number one? Who is number one? "

People opened their own label, did not draw a number one are slightly sigh, began to ask in the field.

Yuan Bao opened the note with his mouth open, and there was one on it.

Jun Mo has come over and saw a word immediately, and he is very happy: "Stinky boy, you are so lucky, you are No.1!"

All around him looked at Yuanbao.

Yuanbao giggled and raised the note in his hand: "can I smoke for my wife? This is my wife's! "

"No way!" Elder Dong was the first to oppose. Yuanbao was protected by the president. In fact, we didn't want to meet him. However, ye Jinxi was different. If he took part in more competitions, he would have more chances to meet her.

Elder Dong hates Ye Jinxi to the bone!

The dean's adult left Yuanbao and shook his head slightly: "there is no such regulation indeed."

The president said this, took out the last number from the box, glanced at it and said, "No.15."

According to the number two to thirty-five, three to thirty-four, and so on, then ye Jinxi's opponent is No. 22.

"Elder, I'm number twenty-two!"

The enemy's road is narrow. After Dong's old age, a young man jumped out and exclaimed at elder Dong.This man is a proud disciple of elder Dong, named Gao Guoan. He is only 23 years old. He is already a master of practicing four realms. He has always had the best relationship with elder Dong. At the moment, elder Dong is very angry because of Ye Jinxi. Gao Guoan naturally knows that he laughs obscenely at elder Dong. He goes to his side and looks up his head haughtily: "master, you can wait! I hope Ye Jin won't die too badly, ha ha! "

The crowd began to walk around according to the number and the distribution of the arena. The onlookers also chose what they wanted to see and then walked around the square.

Murong Lingmo easily defeated his opponent, calculated Ye Jinxi's arena number, and went to the No. 2 arena.

In the third round, Gao Guoan jumped onto the platform and turned around arrogantly. He was trained by his master and vowed to get at least the top nine positions in the contest. And torture Ye Jinxi, is also to let master export evil gas.

Elder Dong is also sitting next to the challenge arena, looking up at the top. His smile on his face is very proud and indecent. It seems that he can't wait to see Ye Jin make a fool of himself in the evening!

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