Chapter 131

Ye Jin's eyes widened.

She took a deep breath, then a deep breath.

Yuanbao looked up at his mother with his head up and reminded him, "Mommy, there are many people here. Pay attention to the form."

Hearing this, ye Jinxi slowly breathed out her breath, suppressed her inner worry, and gradually unfolded her frown. Finally, she gave a smile: "hoo, it's good for you to participate in the contest. At least you can increase your knowledge, right? However, don't be forced to do so when you have to admit defeat. Even if you are a five-year-old child, you will not lose face even if you lose! "

With this sentence, Ye Jin Xi's eyes glared at the president's adult. It's really nonsense!

What if Yuanbao is injured in the contest? The martial arts competition has no eyes!

However, even if she was not willing to take part in the competition, ye Jinxi knew that it was good for Yuanbao to take part in the competition, especially with the outstanding young talents.

Yuanbao is five years old this year, and 30 years later, he is over the age of participating in the competition. Therefore, the president's arrangement is really for the sake of Yuanbao.

Ye Jin drew lots together with her son. Little Yuanbao got No.1. When several people finished drawing, Li Fu Zi twisted his eyebrows and looked at the distance, "how come the people of Jinghong sword sect still don't come?"

As soon as the words fell, I saw several practitioners coming in at the entrance of the square.

This time, three of the Jinghong sword School entered the second competition. Under the leadership of Murong Lingmo, the three came to this side.

Murong Lingmo is still dressed in white, and has become the focus of attention as soon as it appears.

He slowly came to the square and said elegantly, "master, I'm sorry for my late arrival."

Li Fu Zi liked this gentle and polite student who had practiced in the college, so he stroked his beard and said, "no harm, no harm."

With this sentence, he turned away from the distance, and Li Fu Zi asked in doubt, "elder Dong didn't come?"

Murong Lingmo bowed his head, "elder body is not very comfortable."

Gao Guoan is dead. Elder Dong should be uncomfortable!

Ye Jinxi looks at Murong Lingmo's appearance, smiles slightly, but then smiles a stagnation, the eyes fall on his slightly pale face.

Ye Jinxi willow eyebrows a horizontal, just about to speak, Yuanbao has jumped to Murong Lingmo body, curiously stare at the eyes: "Murong uncle, your face is so white Oh, do you feel uncomfortable?"

Murong Lingmo smiles weakly, shakes his head, reaches out his hand and gently caresses Yuan Bao's head, "nothing."

Murong Lingmo's reply made Hua Qing red in the crowd.

Nothing?

Yesterday night can not rest, was punished by elder Dong standing, childe's body aura is estimated to be less than one tenth!

Yuanbao blinked his big innocent eyes, nodded his head and said, "that's good. Uncle, if you're not feeling well, you must say so."

Murong Lingmo nodded again, "well."

Ye Jinxi's eyes are more profound. Her eyes fall behind Murong Lingmo, the two practitioners who practice the five realms. They look at Murong Lingmo's eyes with some pride and disdain.

Seeing this, Ye Jin lowered her head in the evening.

Yesterday, Murong Lingmo reminded himself that if it was not for his reminding, he would not have known the secret that the practitioner could not get close to one foot in front of him.

When Gao Guoan is dead, elder Dong will surely be angry with Murong Lingmo.

She lowered her eyes slightly. This man is really stupid.

People from Jinghong sword sect came to draw lots. After drawing, everyone began to look for opponents.

Yuanbao's opponent is a practitioner who practices five realms and is a member of xuesang sword sect. The xuesang sword sect is all women. The practitioner looks very kind. Before the competition, he smiles at the dean and ye Jinxi and says, "I will pay attention to my propriety."

Such a reasonable person let Ye Jinxi down.

Ye Jinxi's opponent is a person who practices six realms. He is a loyal guardian of the wind chime sword sect.

Ye Jinxi was not surprised to be able to compete with the wind chime sword school. The wind chime sword school is the state religion of Tianqi state. Because of the location of Tianqi's great view of God, Tianqi Kingdom has always been the place of most practitioners in all countries. Therefore, there are more than twice the number of talented people in the wind chime sword school. Among the 19 practitioners who entered the second round of competition, nine came from the wind chime sword school 。

If we say that in the presence, the only tragedy is the Jinghong sword school.

Murong Lingmo has even drawn the characters of his school. At the moment, although he looks normal, he is sitting on the high platform waiting for the competition, but the person who is fighting with him is still looking at Murong Lingmo.

After the draw, everyone went to their respective arena. Murong Lingmo's number was back to wait for the challenge arena. He stood up and wanted to go to Yuanbao arena to watch, but he was stopped.

Murong Lingmo is still at ease. He looks at the wretched man in a Taoist robe and sighs slightly: "what's the matter with elder martial brother Wang?"Jinghong sword sent another two people to stop in front of Murong Lingmo. The one who Murong Lingmo called "senior brother Wang" will compete with Murong Lingmo soon. Those who can enter the top nine will be famous all over the world, so his eyes are shining greedily.

Elder martial brother Wang said with a smile: "big prince, I'll compete for a while, but I'll be merciful."

Murong Lingmo nodded: "friendship first, competition second, what senior brother Wang said is very right."

Elder martial brother Wang laughed again and moved forward. The turbid breath was sprayed on Murong Lingmo's face. He whispered, "big prince, don't you know that elder Dong is at odds with that girl ye?"

Murong Lingmo has no action, but the whole body that kind of alienation and indifference of the breath is heavier, light way: "I know."

Elder martial brother Wang didn't seem to notice Murong Lingmo's estrangement. He still laughed insidiously: "Hey, I know you like that woman, so you can't do it. Why don't you pretend to lose to me later

Murong Lingmo was a little surprised when he heard this, and raised his head. His cold momentum increased in vain, forcing elder martial brother Wang to step back unconsciously.

Elder martial brother Wang twisted his eyebrows and looked at the man in front of him and snorted, "don't be shameless! This is what elder Dong meant. You should pretend to lose to me, and lose beautifully! "

This word falls, Murong Lingmo sword eyebrow a horizontal, peach blossom eye tiny MI, he cold way: "can have hand order?"

Elder martial brother Wang took a step back again. He was a little angry at his guilty heart. He shrieked out, "this is the instruction from elder Dong! Why do you think the elder punished you to stand for one night yesterday, just to let you lose today! Pooh! What kind of holiness and nobility do you think you are the emperor of apocalypse?! I tell you, if you dare to win me and return to Dongliang country, you will have a good time! "

Elder martial brother Wang tore his face. Another practitioner immediately stepped forward like an old man and said with a kind smile, "elder martial brother Wang, the eldest prince, why is this necessary! We are all descendents in the same vein. Who enters the top nine is different? It's not that I said you, the eldest prince. You should be aware of your own physical condition. Even if you enter the top nine, you can't enter the top five. It's better to give this opportunity to senior brother Wang. However, the good thing to say is let, the eldest prince, you were so upset yesterday. It's not sure who wins or loses today. It's just that our brothers should get along peacefully, isn't it? How can you make the others laugh? "

Brother? Watching jokes?

Murong Lingmo's face is still calm, but his heart is slightly bitter.

As a gifted person today, this competition is either the first or the second. In front of him, one is a red face and the other is a white face. They are going to compete with senior brother Wang for the position of the top nine?

Hands in the wide sleeve clenched into a fist, but eventually slowly released.

Seeing this situation, elder martial brother Wang continued to add fuel and vinegar and said, "the eldest prince, if I am in the top nine, when the sect asks me what kind of commendation I want, I can offer to let your master come out. How? "

Master

Murong Lingmo clenched his fists tightly again and let it go back and forth for several times. It seemed as if they had made up their minds. People only felt that Murong Lingmo was covered with a layer of sadness and loneliness. Then he slowly walked down from the high platform and passed by senior brother Wang, and said softly, "each depends on his own business."

With these words, he went straight to Ye Jinxi's arena.

Murong Lingmo's body is extremely dazzling. As soon as he stepped off the platform, his wife immediately surrounded him and surrounded him, separating him from senior brother Wang.

Elder martial brother Wang fell behind. Seeing that he had no chance to talk to him again, he spit out a mouthful of thick phlegm on the ground: "I bah! I'll see how you can fight with me later if you don't eat or eat wine! "

Murong Lingmo came to Ye Jin and met many acquaintances, such as Jun Xin, Su ye'er, Chu Yueze and so on.

As for Helian ChuChu, he had already been under Junmo's challenge arena, and the domineering one occupied the front row position, pulling the voice that could be heard in the whole square to cheer on Jun Mo, which made Jun Mo's heart tremble from time to time, nearly losing the game

If we say that the coldest is Ye Yuanbao's competition with the female practitioner of xuesang sword sect.

One looks gentle and amiable, and a child is only five years old. Everyone knows that this competition must be very boring. Maybe two people will guess fists to win or lose. Only one person sits on the judging bench, completely ignoring the unexpected situation around him, staring at mung bean, stroking his beard with both hands and looking at the stage with a smile.

On the stage, ye Yuanbao stood in front of the nun, raised his head and asked naively, "Hello, sister."

The gentle nun nodded and said with a smile, "Hello, little brother. Don't worry. I won't kill you in a moment."

Ye Yuanbao, dressed in a black robe, glared at his bright eyes and extended his hands politely. A very gentleman said, "sister, you may attack with all your strength, please."

The nun arched her hands. "Little brother, please."

No one has put down the cruel words, this competition unexpectedly on the gentle start!

Those who had come to see the bustle listened to the shouts around them, but they couldn't help leaving. Therefore, there was no one to watch under the challenge arena.Yuanbao brandishes a small golden sword, interwoven with each other's long sword. The long sword emits a dazzling blue light, suppressing the pink light on the golden sword.

Yuanbao only knows a few moves, but he is picked off by the other party twice. Unconsciously, he uses all his strength. However, the pink light on the golden sword suddenly changes into pink orange, pink yellow, pink green, pink green, pink blue and even pink purple!

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