Of course, this does not mean that he has a disloyal heart, but that he is somewhat dissatisfied with the fact that someone whose strength, reputation, and qualifications are inferior to him is parachuted in and bosses him around.
Therefore, he wanted to prove himself and tell the new Holy Lord that even if she is the Holy Lord, she is still too young now.
When you are young, you should lower your head and be humble.
The following battle between the seven men of Mingyang is indeed a good opportunity to prove themselves.
The so-called Seven Sons of Ming Yang select the best star card masters of the younger generation of each star through the civil war between the stars.
The competition between young people is related to the appearance of their masters. After all, the campus atmosphere of Saint Star determines who can train a good disciple and who will have greater achievements.
If it were in the past, he wouldn't have to worry. None of the other two meridians could hit him.
But this year, Yan Wangqing and Xiao Xuan came, which aroused his fighting spirit and made him feel a little uneasy.
In recent years, Zi Xingzi among the Seven Ming Yang Sons has been monopolized by their lineage. If a newcomer who has only been here for a few months breaks this curse, where will his old face be left?
While everyone was talking, Xie Yun's slightly closed eyes opened. He ignored everyone in the hall, but looked at a man in the crowd who looked like an iron tower, and said slowly:
"Ye Qing, from now on, you will practice with Liu Suifeng. You must not miss the election for the Seven Men of Mingyang next year."
Everyone looked at Liu Suifeng with a hint of envy in their eyes. This was Lan Xingzi, the Seventh Son of Ming Yang from the previous Blue Star.
In other words, he was the number one player of the younger generation of Blue Star in the last term.
Above the seven sons of Mingyang is the Holy Son of Mingyang. The title of Holy Son cannot be obtained through competition, but has an independent set of judging criteria.
That set of standards is very complicated to say the least. In short, it is difficult, very difficult.
The Holy Son is the true heritage of Ming Yang Star and the true talent of Ming Yang Star.
If you can become the Holy Son, to put it simply, you will basically get a pass to Kazun.
On the one hand, those who can become the Holy Son are already very capable, whether they have card-making talents or cultivation talents.
On the other hand, if you can become the Holy Son, you will get the resources of the Pluto Sun Star. It is not an exaggeration to say that you will be bombarded with resources.
Of course, the Holy Son has certain age requirements. If you exceed a certain age, you will be forced to graduate.
After all, it's impossible to be seventy or eighty years old and still occupy this position, licking your face and saying that you are the Holy Son.
Therefore, there are only seven Holy Sons of Ming Yang Star so far, and Liu Suifeng can become one of the Holy Sons, which shows his talent.
Liu Suifeng said with a smile: "Don't worry, Commander Zhang Xing, during this period of time, I will definitely tell you everything I know about Ye Qing."
Ye Qing's sharp eyes were filled with luster, and his face was slightly happy as he said, "Don't worry, Palm Star Commander, Ye Qing's six years of hardship are not in vain."
His words were plain and he didn't make many guarantees, but he contained undoubted confidence.
If nothing else, the six-star card king is his confidence.
Xie Yun nodded slightly, then glanced at the three Tianmen disciples and said: "Qin Yang, Zhao Hu, Liu Ye, you will also participate next year."
"yes!"
The three people responded respectfully, with slightly happy expressions on their faces. Although they were there as green leaves to set off the flower of Ye Qing, if Ye Qing could safely become the Seven Sons of Mingyang, they would naturally receive generous rewards.
In terms of strength, although they are not as good as Ye Qing, they are still the best among their lineage of Tianmen disciples.
time flies.
Summer leaves quietly, and autumn arrives as scheduled. The change of seasons always catches people off guard. Is winter here again?
In the past few months, Xiao Xuan has not gone anywhere and has been practicing in seclusion.
Today, he was really bored, so he went outside to look at the night view and take a walk.
Just as he was walking around boredly, he suddenly saw two figures in front of him.
One of them looked slightly familiar.
Xiao Xuan's eyes narrowed. That exquisite figure and that dewy appearance are none other than senior sister Liu Qing...
There are quite a few girls in Zixing. The tutor Zi Qing is as mature as a royal sister, while the senior sister Liu Qing is still in bloom, swinging between shyness and maturity.
"Are these two people in a relationship?"
Xiao Xuan muttered and was about to turn around and pretend not to see him. However, at this moment, Liu Qing also saw him and immediately glanced at him. There seemed to be a hint of asking for help in his eyes?
Xiao Xuan frowned slightly, realizing that things were not simple.
His mind was spinning rapidly, and he carefully observed the young man. Upon closer inspection, he found that this man seemed to be a licking dog...
Understood.
Xiao Xuan walked forward and said with a smile: "Good evening, senior sister."
Liu Qing's eyelashes blinked slightly, as if she had cut off a wave of autumn water. She blinked her big eyes and said, "Hey, junior brother, I'm about to find you. Have you considered that matter?"
"What's the matter?" Xiao Xuan muttered, but as witty as he was, he quickly reacted, slapped his forehead suddenly, and suddenly realized: "Senior sister, I almost forgot if I didn't tell you. It's better to choose a different day than to hit it, let's do it today."
Liu Qing cast a grateful look, then turned to look at the young man and said, "I'm sorry, Qin Yang, I have something to do now, let's talk about it another day."
After her voice fell, she ignored Qin Yang's slightly ugly expression, grabbed Xiao Xuan's arm and walked away.
Xiao Xuan understood in his heart and said, "Is that your boyfriend?"
Liu Qing rolled up her hair, sighed quietly, and said: "A licking dog has no idea, thinking that good licking will win the heart of girls. In fact, we girls all like men who are mysterious."
"Those licking dogs will most likely become spare tires."
"A man with a sense of mystery?" Xiao Xuan coughed lightly and said with a smile, "For example, someone like me?"
Liu Qing's steps were slightly stagnant, her slender waist twisted, her bright eyes blinked, and she said, "You can consider it~"
Xiao Xuan smiled bitterly. As expected, when it comes to flirting, girls are the best.
He finally understood something.
Men chase women with a barrier, and women chase men with a veil.
If he hadn't seen countless women and heard such flirtatious words, his blood would have been boiling and he would have knelt down immediately to beg for a mate.
"Sister, where are we going now?"
"How about that, come and sit at my house?"
"Why are we going to your house?"
"Dry…"
“…”
"Okay, I won't tease you anymore." Seeing the uncomfortable look on Xiao Xuan's face, Liu Qing chuckled and said, "I just want to share my experience in making star cards with you."
"Okay." Xiao Xuan responded, but in his mind he thought of Dean Chen who wanted to learn a foreign language.
Soon, the two arrived at Liu Qing's residence.
This is a simple two-bedroom apartment. The room is clean and tidy, and there is a faint fragrance, which is quite petty bourgeoisie.
Xiao Xuan sat on the sofa and looked at it with interest. He was used to sleeping in super large villas like Mingyang Palace, so he felt quite comfortable coming to sit in this small house.
"Ice Turtle, the temperature is a little higher."
