Chapter 478

The next day, everyone got up early and went to Chihong peak to take up his position.

Today is the final. It must be wonderful whether it is the first Apprentice Competition or the qualifying competition for new students.

White beaver also got up early in the morning. After simply combing and washing, he pulled Mo Beichen down to Zixia peak.

When they arrived at the red rainbow peak, it was already full of people.

Bai Li and Mo Beichen immediately caused a sensation.

"Sister Bai is here."

"This time, Bai Shimei is a popular candidate for the first apprentice."

"That is, I don't know who she and elder martial brother Zuo can become the first apprentice of our Fengshen."

"It's a pity that elder martial brother Mo doesn't join in, otherwise, he must be the first disciple."

A female disciple looked at Mo Beichen, a pair of peach heart eyes full of love.

A row of black lines fell from the forehead of the white beaver, and he glanced at Mo Beichen with sour eyes.

This guy is really a woman.

Looking at Bai Li's sour face, Mo Beichen can't help but hook up the corners of his lips.

"Beaver!"

"Big sister, this way."

Murong Xuefei and Bai Ru Yue, one step earlier than Bai Li, waved excitedly when they saw Bai Li coming.

White cat pulls Mo North Chen to go over, chuckle way, "you come really early enough."

She thought she had come early enough, but when she saw that all the things that should have come came, they were the latest.

"Don't I come to cheer for you and the seventh princess? No matter which of you can do this, I can't all touch the light? "

Bai Ru Yue said, smiling and holding Bai Li and Murong Xuefei's arms at the same time.

Murong Xuefei nodded and chuckled, "I don't want to be the first apprentice, and where can I be the first disciple with my cultivation?"

Today's final, I'm afraid, is the contest between Li Er and Zuo Yuqing. She and Na Ming LAN Qi are both accompanied.

White beaver stretched out his hand and flicked Bai Ru Yue's head. "You, you don't work hard, but you want to get stained."

When they heard this, they all laughed.

"Monitor, we come to help you refuel."

Ran Yun and the disciples of Huang Zi class ran to Bai Li together.

Bai Li raised her eyebrows and chuckled, "Yu Fengling is going to compete today. Go to help him cheer up first."

Bai Ru Yue heard the speech and said with a smile, "elder sister, you don't know. There is only one arena today. Elder martial brother Yu is also going to compete here."

Bai Li frowned, raised his eyes and glanced back. Sure enough, he saw that the three or four competition platforms were combined into one.

"Why did it suddenly merge again?"

Cold easy cold hook lips, "this is also very normal, today's new top ten disciples have the opportunity to be seen by the elders, accept as entry disciples, then naturally the elders are to see their cultivation and quality."

In the previous two days, most of the elders were watching the competition of the incoming disciples, and they didn't pay much attention to the new disciples. Naturally, they should pay attention to the final of the last day. Otherwise, this disciple could not be selected.

"Dong Dong... "

The bell rang in the morning. Bu Yangzi and elder yuan arrived together.

All the elders went to the high platform and sat in their own exclusive positions.

Seeing that all of them sat down, elder Su went to the high platform and raised his voice, "today is the last day of the disciple competition. Both the new disciples and the entry disciples will decide the champion."

As soon as the sound of the old saying goes down, there is another discussion at the bottom.

"I don't know who will be the champion."

"That's right. I don't know which is more powerful, sister Bai or elder martial brother Zuo."

"It's said that the top ten new disciples have the chance to be selected by the elder to be the entry disciples. I don't know who is lucky enough to be selected."

"Cough..."

Listening to the comments of the disciples at the bottom, the old master coughed softly and continued, "now, the new disciples will compete first. Nangong Ying and Zuo Yutao have a competition on stage. "

Nangong Ying and Zuo Yutao take off to the stage.

Nangong Ying is holding a hundred flower sword. She is energetic and full of red light. Obviously, she had a good rest last night.

But Zuo Yutao's face was pale, and his left arm was still bound with wood and gauze. It should have been that he was seriously injured yesterday and had not recovered.

Xueqing inkstone looks at Nangong Ying on the stage, and can't help frowning.

Sure enough, she was a heartless woman.

On the stage, Nangong Ying arched his hand to Zuo Yutao, "please give me your advice."

Zuo Yutao also wanted to raise his hand, but his left arm could not move. He could only smile bitterly and said, "the left arm is inconvenient. Please forgive me, younger martial sister Nangong."

Nangong Ying glances at the left arm of zuoyutao's eyes, and a touch of inquiry flashed through her eyes.

If the injury is like this, he can still come to the game. Either the injury is not serious, or the perseverance is excellent, but I don't know which kind of him he is?The two did not talk much, and they soon got together.

Zuo Yutao is already Qingling jiuzhong. He is the only one among the top ten who can match Murong xunziping. Naturally, he is much better than Nangong Ying. However, his left arm is seriously injured, which obviously affects his performance.

Nangong Ying works in both ways. While waving a hundred flower sword, she stabs Zuo Yutao. On the other hand, she secretly uses Xuan Qi and throws it to him.

While Zuo Yutao is dealing with Nangong Ying's sword, he also wants to guard against her mysterious Qi.

The most important thing is that as long as he exerts his strength, the broken bone in his left arm will hurt his heart. Only a dozen moves, he has been a cold sweat.

Bai Li looks at Zuo Yutao, whose head is covered with sweat, and evil spirits raise their eyebrows.

It seems that Zuo Yutao was hurt badly, but he still came to have a competition after his injury. It's really perseverance. If he is an ordinary person, let alone compete, I'm afraid he can't even get up in bed.

At this time, Nangong Ying also saw that Zuo Yutao was seriously hurt. However, she did not fall into the well and attack his wound. Instead, she avoided his left arm and only attacked his sword.

Zuo Yutao naturally also saw Nangong Ying's kindness. He looked at her with sweat on his face and said in a low voice, "thank you."

Nangong cherry lip corner slightly Yang, "don't think you are hurt, I will let you, we fair competition is."

Although she admired his perseverance, she would not let him, and he would not need her to.

"It's natural."

Zuo Yutao also laughed. His strength increased. Even though his left arm was numb, he waved his sword with his greatest strength.

The elders watching the match on the high platform, looking at the competition between the two, all nodded with satisfaction.

Finally, I saw two decent disciples. One of them was injured and forced to take part in the competition. It can be said that he was tenacious. The other won without unscrupulous means. He was benevolent and benevolent. Both were good disciples.

Under the stage, Xueqing inkstone frowned at the two people's competition, inexplicably gave birth to a trace of acid.

He remembered that she had not been so polite to him yesterday.

On the stage, the two fight for a long time, and Zuo Yutao is finally defeated by Nangong Ying's attack.

Su Chang looks at the left Yutao with a lost face and frowns and shouts, "Nangong Yingsheng."

Zuo Yutao smiles bitterly and bows to Nangong Ying, "thank you for your kindness."

With that, Zuo Yutao flew off the stage.

Nangong Ying also didn't stay much, followed by flying off the stage.

Because of the pain in his arm, Zuo Yutao wanted to go back to have a rest. However, he was afraid that the elders would be admitted to the disciples' room for a while. He was afraid that he would miss it. He had to sit quietly and bear it.

"Why come to the game when the pain is so bad?"

Jiao man's voice is a little sharp, but still shows a trace of concern.

Left jade Tao raises Mou, lenglengleng ground looks at Puyang ice Wei, "princess?"

"Follow me."

Puyang Bing Wei grabs Zuo Yutao's right hand and drags him to the woods nearby.

Zuo Yutao is in a moment. When he reacts, he is already sitting on the big stone beside Puyang Bingwei.

Zuo Yutao's face turned red and looked at Puyang Bingwei, "princess, you..."

"The board inside you is crooked. I'll help you to tie it down again."

Before Zuo Yutao finished asking, Puyang Bingwei explained herself.

Left jade Tao micro Leng next, immediately a face gratitude way, "thank you."

Puyang Bing Wei eyes light flash, suddenly lifted the veil on her face, looked at Zuo Yutao and asked: "am I ugly?"

Zuo Yutao was stunned again. He looked at the scar on Puyang Bingwei's face. A touch of heartache flashed through his eyes, and then shook his head very seriously.

Puyang Bing Wei suddenly laughed, also no longer wearing a veil, stretched out his hand carefully to untie the bandage on his left arm, "you can bear with it, it may hurt a little."

"Yes."

Zuo Yutao lightly should a, eyes a soft light.

On this side of the field, Murong Xunzi and Yu Fengling have been on the stage.

No matter Murong Xunzi or Yu Fengling, they are all first-class beautiful men. As soon as all of them come to the stage, the female disciples at the bottom are agitated.

"Look at both. What can I do? I don't know who to support? "

"Naturally, he supports Murong Xunzi, who is the prince of Zixiao and has a noble status."

"I support Yu Fengling just because Murong Xunzi has a high status. People like us will certainly not look up to them. I'd better support Yu Fengling. Maybe there is hope."

"Yes, yes, I also support Yu Fengling."

"I support Murong Xun..."

Bai Li could not help but wink at the argument of those female disciples.

These women are really

Whether it is Murong Xunzi or Yu Fengling, they are hopeless, who let these two are exactly icebergs.

Fortunately, Murong Xun now has the small heater of cloud Shaoning, otherwise it must still be frozen.On the stage, both of them were a little cold, and without saying hello, they started to fight directly.

Murong Xun waved his sword straight up, and Yu Fengling was not polite. He directly carried two sledgehammers to meet him.

"Bang bang Pa Pa Pa" a burst of crisp sound, two people fight very lively.

Yu Fengling has just been promoted to Lvling, while Murong Xunzi is in the latter stage of Qingling and will be promoted to Lanling at any time.

Yu Fengling was not as good as Murong Xunzi.

As for weapons, Murong Xun's original sword is an immortal weapon made by master Jiang Jin, while Yu Fengling's sledgehammer is just a casual work of Mo Beichen.

Weapons are convenient, Yu Fengling and Murong Xunzi are different.

Although his accomplishments and weapons were not as good as Murong Xun's, Yu Fengling was able to draw with Murong Xun. After several dozen moves, he did not lose.

Looking at the competition on the stage, Bai Li's eyes are full of expectation.

Who is more powerful than Murong Xunzi and Yu Fengling?

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