"Brother Qian, what are you looking at?" Yang Xian asked after seeing Qian Qiu in a daze, his eyes looking into the darkness.
Qianqiu came to his senses when Yang Xian called him, waved his hand and said, "It's nothing."
Although he said this, after a while, he still couldn't restrain his anger, so he walked over and took a look.
The place where the man in black appeared just now was outside the martial arts arena, and the lighting was poor, so no one could notice what was going on here.
Qianqiu looked around and suddenly found a small jade pendant left where the man in black was standing.
He picked it up, but before he looked at it carefully, he had already put his head through the black cloth on his shoulder, and he opened his mouth to bite it.
"Heibu, why do you eat everything? This belongs to others, don't eat it, be good." Qianqiu touched Heibu's head.
Black Bu shook his head, a little disappointed.
Qianqiu calmed down the black cloth and began to think about the jade pendant in his hand. The jade pendant was shaped like a round shield and was dark green. There were many patterns of different shapes engraved on it, but the texture was not very good to touch and the value should not be high. He looked around After looking at it, no one was looking for anything, so I put it away, thinking I would return it when I had the chance.
"Brother Qian, another girl is coming on stage!" Yang Xian rushed over from the other side, "Let's go and have a look!"
Qianqiu hurriedly agreed and ran over with Yang Xian.
By the time the two arrived, there was no one on the venue.
"Where's the person? Where's the other girl?" Yang Xian looked around, but couldn't find the other person.
"Bie Ling has finished fighting... It's too scary. You can defeat the enemy with one move." Tian Ting on the side pointed to Field No. 5 not far away.
Everyone looked at Bieling, who was walking out of No. 5 venue coolly, holding a long whip.
The man was surprised by her beauty, and the woman was surprised by her beauty and strength.
"Finished? This is too fast." Qianqiu and Yang Xian looked at each other.
Yunzhi and Yanyu, who were watching the excitement on the stage of the martial arts arena, also noticed the movement in venue No. 5.
"I'm going to report to the master that there is a good seedling with water attributes this year." Yanyu said with a smile.
"Oh, it's so annoying. This good young girl is prettier than us!" Yunzhi said with her hands on her hips, "How come she's so good-looking?"
"Don't be poor about your mouth. Take a good look at it." Yanyu patted Yunzhi's shoulder lightly.
After getting a positive answer, Yanyu used her magic to float back to Yanyu Hall. She carefully opened the door of Yanyu Hall and walked in.
The Yanyu Hall is filled with white thin curtains. Through the curtains, you can see a slender woman standing in the innermost part. Her slender figure is even more exposed under the cover of the curtains.
The woman was holding an object in her hand, and the sound of running water could be heard from time to time.
Yanyu saw the figure and heard the sound of water, and knew that the master was watering the flowers.
She bowed her head and saluted and said, "Master."
The woman watering the flowers put down the kettle and asked slowly: "Yanyu, what's wrong?"
"While supervising the second round of tests, Junior Sister Yunzhi and I discovered a good seedling with water attributes named Bieling." Yanyu said.
"Bie Ling? How good is it?" The woman's voice was ethereal and helpless.
Yanyu thought for a while and said hesitantly: "My disciple can't describe it, why don't you go and see it yourself?"
"You go back first." The woman replied calmly, without any emotion.
Yanyu knew in her heart that the master had agreed, so she answered and then withdrew.
"Farewell leaves among thousands of flowers, I would rather be dew flowers than zero. Farewell zero, what a good name." The woman murmured to herself in a low voice.
【Oriental Martial Arts Arena】
More than half of the second round of competition has been carried out, and the martial arts arena is becoming more and more lively. More and more training wizards have appeared, attracting applause from many people.
Yunzhi, who was standing on the stage, looked at Yanyu who looked relaxed and asked, "What did the master say?"
"She will come." Yanyu nodded to herself and answered Yun Yi: "She asked me to come back first, but I think she will definitely come to take a look."
"Let me tell you, I just saw another handsome boy." Yunzhi said excitedly.
"Where is it? How is its strength?" Yanyu asked.
Yun Zhi pointed to a place and said: "The one holding the spear and wearing the black and gold gown."
"What's your name?" Yanyu took a look and saw that the person Yun Zhi was referring to was indeed handsome.
Yun Zhi smiled and said: "Huangfu Qingyu."
"Huangfu Qingyu?" Yanyu said in a low voice, and then muttered, "It seems that the leader is talking about him."
"What the leader said... Oh, you mean the one who said during the Ten Martial Arts Competition last year, the leader said: 'With Huangfu Qingyu, our Eastern sect can return to its peak.' Huangfu Qingyu?" Yunzhi asked.
Yanyu rubbed her palms and said, "Yes, it's him, the eighteen-year-old magician... have you seen him?"
"No." Yunzhi shook her head and said. She glanced at Huangfu Qingyu again, "Things in the world are always unfair. It doesn't matter that some people are handsome. The person who is annoying is still a genius. .”
The second round of competition testing is still going on nervously.
There are eight people in Qianqiu's group, except for Qianqiu, all of them have successfully advanced.
"Brother Qian, you are the only one left now!" Yang Xian looked at Qian Qiu with a smile.
"Congratulations on all of us passing the test!" Yuan Lang happily raised his hands in celebration.
Qianqiu smiled and said: "I haven't passed the test yet! Why are you so anxious?"
Yuan Lang curled his lips and said happily: "Brother Qian, why do you still question his cultivation? Anyone who comes will be beaten to the ground! We just need to take a rest and wait for the third round of tests."
Everyone was smiling and talking happily, except Bie Ling who didn't speak.
Qianqiu noticed the silent Bieling, followed her eyes, and saw Huangfu Qingyu standing in the distance.
"Are you looking at that handsome brother? He's really good-looking!" Qianqiu came to Bieling's side and said with a smile.
"He is Huangfu Qingyu." Bie Ling said lightly.
"That magician?" Qianqiu was stunned and looked intently. Huangfu Qingyu's facial features seemed to be carefully carved, upright and exquisite. He was wearing a black gold gown. He was eight feet tall, with his hair tied in a bun. He held a small golden dragon, and the spear in his hand was also very powerful. It was obvious at a glance that it was a magic weapon.
"I've been paying attention to him from the beginning, and now it's more than 100's turn, but he still hasn't played. I'm worried..." Bieling stopped mid-sentence.
The silly boy Qianqiu asked doubtfully: "What are you worried about?"
"Nothing." Bie Ling said casually.
"What on earth?" Qianqiu asked in hot pursuit.
Bieling sighed and added: "I'm worried that your opponent may be him. If so, think about it yourself how much chance you have of winning."
"How could it be... such a coincidence? Are you right?" Qianqiu just wanted to refute, but after thinking about it carefully, his voice gradually became lower, and he began to not believe it. He became a little worried. With less than a few groups of people left, the chance of meeting Huangfu Qingyu was indeed very high.
There are fewer and fewer people competing.
Bie Ling watched the situation on the field nervously. As the contestants prepared for the competition disappeared one by one, Huangfu Qingyu never came on the field.
The companions all started to get nervous, because they also heard Bieling's speculation just now, that Qianqiu had a chance to win when he met someone else, but it was almost impossible to win with a cross-level magician and without the help of spiritual beasts.
"No. 18 Mu Zhi versus No. 18 Xu Tong, No. 9 venue, No. 19 Xu Long versus..."
Chiaki's friends all listened with bated breath.
"No. 19 Meng Qing! Venue No. 10."
Everyone's hearts were half cold, and they all looked at Qianqiu worriedly.
Qianqiu looked at his friends stupidly and said, "Look what I'm doing, I'm only on the 19th."
Yang Xian came over and said anxiously: "I just asked, there are 240 people in total, so there is only number 120! Brother Qian, your opponent is... Huangfu Qingyu."
Qianqiu glanced at the expressionless Huangfu Qingyu opposite him at first glance.
At this time, he was uncharacteristically neither anxious nor restless. He just looked at Huangfu Qingyu quietly, and what he was thinking about was that his master had told him that he must join the Oriental Sect.
Qianqiu stood motionless for a long time.
Everyone was a little anxious and worried. Xiao Hu came over and asked: "Brother Qian, don't worry, we..."
"I'm fine, I will go all out, no matter who the opponent is." Qianqiu said slowly.
Bieling looked at Qianqiu who was so calm, with a smile on his lips.
The competition on the field ended quickly, and the entire martial arts arena was immediately emptied out. Hundreds of people looked at the loud-sounding disciple who reported his number.
He looked under the stage and saw that all the venues had been vacated, and then said: "Since all the venues have been competed and there is only the last group left here, let's compete directly in the center of the martial arts arena."
"The last group?"
"Huangfu Qingyu doesn't seem to be competing. I really don't know which unlucky guy is his opponent."
"That person will definitely lose. Huangfu Qingyu is the most outstanding genius of our generation!"
"I think we should stop competing and just announce that Huangfu Qingyu has advanced."
The practitioners and disciples in the audience were all talking, and almost all of them supported Huangfu Qingyu.
"Brother Qian, don't listen to their nonsense, we support you in killing him!" Xiao Hu and Zeng Qiqi stepped forward to cheer Qian Qiu up.
"Brother Qian, I believe you can win." Yang Xian smiled and said to Qian Qiu.
Qianqiu tightened his collar, squeezed his hands, took a long breath, and nodded to himself.
Under the dim hanging lamp behind the stage in the martial arts arena, a person stood quietly. She looked at the activities in the martial arts arena with an expressionless face.
Yunzhi on the stage looked at the audience and asked Yanyu excitedly: "Is it going to be Huangfu Qingyu's turn?"
"Yes, look at how restless they are in the audience!" Yanyu replied.
The Eastern disciple who reported the number cleared his throat, looked at the number and name in his hand clearly, and read loudly: "No. 120 Huangfu Qingyu versus No. 120 Qianqiu!"
