"Just like that, I fell into the loser group. When I saw that I was going to fight you next, I simply gave up."
"Sister Qing'er, why are you doing this? We..."
"Stop talking, I won't fight you." Knowing what Qingya would say next, Hua Qing'er interrupted him in time.
"Okay, let's not talk about this. Sister Qing'er, tell me, what is so great about Senior Brother Shen Bieyun?"
Hua Qing'er lost and Shen Bieyun became the winner's group champion, which meant that Qingya had to defeat him to win the crown, and she had to defeat him twice. Regarding tomorrow's competition, I really don't have much confidence.
"First of all, his cultivation level at the ninth level of the Foundation Establishment Stage is already unparalleled among all the others. Secondly, his mastery of the wind is indeed unmatched. Moreover, the fan in his hand must be a magic weapon. Finally, I suspect that he is not only Being able to control the power of wind, it is very likely that he has also mastered the use of fire. You must be careful in tomorrow's competition." Hua Qing'er looked at Qingya with concern.
"Fire? Did he use the fire spell yesterday? I have never seen him use it in a competition before."
"He didn't use it yesterday, but to be able to return the fire lotus controlled by me so easily, he must have good control over the flames." Hua Qing'er said firmly.
Seeing Qing Ya frowning with a distressed look on his face, Hua Qing'er smoothed the wrinkled word "Chuan" between his eyebrows with her fingers, and said softly: "But you don't have to care, your cultivation level and He is too different, and he has magic soldiers by his side. Even if you lose to him, it will be an honor even though you lose. I don't think Master Liu will be so unkind and not let you go down the mountain."
"Sister Qing'er, although what you said makes sense, you should never tell a man that it's okay even if you lose, because before the battle, the word "lose" is not in his dictionary. Tomorrow I will definitely win the competition."
Seeing Qingya's proud face, Hua Qing'er bent down and laughed softly. While smiling, he pointed at Qingya and said, "You, a man, a child of such an age has the dignity of a man." ?”
"I'm not a child anymore. Besides, you're only one year older than me. Why are you pretending to be an adult?" Qingya slapped Hua Qing'er's hand away.
"You brat, no matter how big or small you are, I tell you, if you are one year older, you will always be bigger than you. You will always be a child in my eyes, you know." After saying that, he reached out and touched Qingya's cheek. hair.
Seeing that Qing Ya was about to be amused, Hua Qing'er retracted her right hand in time and changed the subject, "Tomorrow's competition must be within your ability, and don't cause an irreversible outcome because of impulse. Whether it's me or Liu Uncle Master, I care more about your safety than this championship, do you understand?"
"Of course I know this. I have learned a lesson once and I will definitely not make the same mistake again. I will do my best in tomorrow's competition but I will not overestimate my capabilities. Sister Qing'er, don't worry."
"It's great if you think like this. Let's do this. If you can win the championship in the end, I can agree to your request. How about it? Will this give you more motivation?" Hua Qing'er said. Qingya said quietly in front of him.
"Any request is fine?" Qing Ya's lips curled up into a wicked smile, and his eyes lit up.
"You, don't be a bad example. If you make some random demands, I won't beat you." Hua Qing'er waved her fists, with waves of blush on her face.
"Where are you thinking? I didn't say anything before you became shy first, and said that I was a bad learner. I think you are the one who was a bad learner, right?" It was not easy to catch Hua Qing'er's flaw, Naturally, Qingya would not let go of this excellent opportunity.
"It's not you who laughed so hatefully first, hum! If you talk about this again, I won't give you this reward." At this time, Hua Qing'er's face could almost catch up with the red maple leaves here.
"Okay, okay, I won't mention it, but I don't know what I want to ask for. Let's wait until the competition is over. It's best if you can win. If you can't win..."
"Even if you lose, I will still agree to your request."
Hua Qing'er interrupted his words, and then a silence fell between the two.
"Sister Qing'er."
"Um?"
"Thank you. Maybe I have been wandering for more than ten years just to meet you that night. In the past, I always complained about the injustice of God, but now, I want to thank Him. Being able to meet you is a great blessing in my life. point."
Qingya looked at Hua Qing'er's face infatuatedly. Her eyes were shining with the light of millions of years.
"Why are you saying this all of a sudden? If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have made the decision to come to Tianyun to become a disciple. I'm lucky to have met you." Her voice was as soft as the breeze ruffling the lake water.
The two looked at each other, speechless. Occasionally, one or two maple leaves fell, gently falling on the lake and beside them.
At night, Shaking Light Peak. Qing Ya sat at his desk, and with a change of mind, he came to the space in his body the next moment.
Looking at the lonely and vast void, I must give this place a name first, Qingya thought while pacing back and forth. As he walked in the void, the stars in the sky shone above his head, and lightning and thunder exploded under his feet.
In this case, let’s just call this the Star Territory.
When the word "Star Territory" blurted out, the green light in the eyes of Pluto's shadow flashed in front of him, as if he was actually responding to the name.
"You think this name sounds nice too, don't you?"
The person in front of me is no longer the Lord of the Underworld a thousand years ago, and it was he who taught him the technique of virtualization from the stars yesterday to help him avoid danger. Maybe he will stay with him for a long time, but he who was a thousand years ago once Bringing endless war to this land, Qingya still doesn't know how to face the person in front of him. Fortunately, he is already dead, and the merits and demerits of right and wrong have disappeared like smoke.
At the same time, on the other side of tomorrow's decisive battle, Shen Bieyun was sitting at a table, looking at a stack of information in his hand. The shining crystal illuminated the room clearly, and the paper in his hand clearly recorded Qingya's specific performance in each game of this competition.
"At the fifth level of foundation building, his body skills are flexible and changeable, his sword skills are sharp but he combines offense and defense. The most bizarre move is this virtual move, which can avoid a key blow. Although it may be a little tricky, there is no problem in winning in the end. , we will fight tomorrow and strive for a quick victory." Shen Bieyun closed the stack of records in his hand and clicked his finger bones lightly on the table, full of confidence.
