The Heavens: Starting from the Monk of the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 89 She Comes, You Have No Chance to Make a Move
"Senior sister, Senior Brother Qingyang said tonight that he wanted me to be his Taoist partner. I didn't think about it for a while, so I ran back."

Lu Xueqi said awkwardly.

She didn't feel that this feeling of hanging Luo Qingyang was something to be proud of.

On the contrary, she felt very ashamed for her running away.

This kind of escaping emotion shouldn't belong to her, but she really wasn't ready for it.

"Junior brother Qingyang is not very old, but he is really a man.

Think about Senior Brother Song from Big Bamboo Peak, in the last Qimai Martial Arts Competition, I went to cheer him on.

In the end, he was like a piece of wood, he didn't know what I wanted at all, and I had to point it out again.

Even if we are practitioners, how many 60 years are there in our life? "

Wen Min has a different attitude on this point.

If it was Song Daren who had treated her superficially 60 years ago, she would have agreed long ago.

Qingyunmen is like this, except for cultivation, it is difficult for almost everyone to see each other.

Therefore, the Qimai Martial Arts Competition held once every 60 years is so popular.

This is a way for disciples from all peaks to get to know each other, and it is also a way to get out of the singles.

"Senior Sister, I know, I will give Brother Qingyang an answer before the end of the Qimai Martial Arts Competition."

Lu Xueqi thought about it, and she thought it would be better to speak clearly.

If you don't like it, then just refuse it directly. Hanging others like this is not a good behavior.

"You, in fact, you already have a choice in your heart."

Wen Min smiled dotingly.

How could she really refuse this man who had appeared in Lu Xueqi's life since she was a child!

"Then should I tell the master?"

What Lu Xueqi was most worried about was the attitude of her master.

Of course, the probability of Master's rejection is very small, after all, the existence of Master Wan makes it difficult for Master Shuiyue to refuse.

"It depends on yourself. The major events in your life are up to you."

Wen Min said with a smile.

In her opinion, the master would at most make things difficult for Luo Qingyang, and might ask Luo Qingyang to marry him.

Anyway, Luo Qingyang is not being trained as the next head, so he can definitely join Xiaozhufeng.

"Then I'll go and talk to the master myself tomorrow!"

Lu Xueqi took a deep breath and finally made a decision.

After making this decision, the whole person relaxed a lot, and then gradually fell asleep holding Wen Min.

The Tongtian Peak under the night is beautiful, but it is lonely and speechless, and no one comes to appreciate it.

Compared to last night's bustle, tonight was extremely quiet, only the sound of Lingzun's breathing echoed in the empty clear water pool.

The next morning.

Under the No. [-] ring, there were so many people gathered that it would not be an exaggeration to describe it as a sea of ​​people.

Including Reverend Daoxuan, as well as the heads of the peaks, all came here today.

On the contrary, on the other side, the number two ring was not very popular, and only a few disciples watched it.

Today in the No. [-] ring, it was Luo Qingyang, the Dao disciple of Tongtian Peak, who was facing off against Qi Hao, the chief disciple of Longshou Peak.

In the eyes of many people, this will be a battle between dragons and tigers, which is highly anticipated.

And the other arena is where Lu Xueqi and Zhang Xiaofan are fighting.

That Zhang Xiaofan was only at the fourth level of the Jade Clear Realm, he just relied on the evil treasure in his hand and relied on luck to enter the top four.

However, this time his opponent, possessing the Nine Heavens Divine Weapon Tianya, has almost labeled him a defeat.

Besides yesterday's desperate fight, Zhang Xiaofan was seriously injured, today there is no suspense.

On the second ring, Lu Xueqi held the Tianya Sword, quietly waiting for her opponent to come on stage.

Because of Luo Qingyang, she knew that Zhang Xiaofan's weapon was an ancient rare treasure.

She planned to draw out the Tianya Sword immediately and resolve the battle as soon as possible.

Maybe, she can still rush over to watch Luo Qingyang's game.

"The top four in the fifth round will advance to the championship competition. Disciples from both sides, please take your place."

The elder referee standing on the ring looked at Zhang Xiaofan who had just arrived, and immediately announced.

In fact, he also wanted to go to the No. [-] ring to watch the match, but the problem was that he still needed to host the match here.

"Lu Xueqi, the eighth generation disciple of Xiaozhufeng, please advise."

Lu Xueqi clasped her fists in both hands, saluted Zhang Xiaofan, and immediately prepared to enter the battle.

"I surrender!"

Zhang Xiaofan was not stubborn, he fought Lu Xueqi with Dementor.

First of all, he is seriously injured now, and it is estimated that he will not be able to display half of his strength, so he cannot match Lu Xueqi at all.

There is another reason, this senior sister seems to be the sweetheart of that senior brother, it's better not to provoke him.

For some reason, every time he faced Luo Qingyang, he felt that he had no secrets to speak of.

Those things hidden in the depths of my heart seem to have been fully understood.

In Zhang Xiaofan's heart, the banner of not to provoke Luo Qingyang has long been laid down.

"Little Bamboo Peak Lu Xueqi advanced."

After the elder referee announced, he was gone.

At the same time, Lu Xueqi also disappeared, and she also quickly rushed towards the No. [-] ring.

Luo Qingyang watched her match yesterday, and she is going to watch Luo Qingyang match today.

At this time, on the other side of the ring, Luo Qingyang stood quietly in place with a smile on his face.

He hugged the Dragon Slaying Sword to his chest, and looked at Qi Hao calmly, without any disturbance in his heart.

"Qihao, Dragon Shoufeng, please teach me, Junior Brother Qingyang."

Qi Hao has sword-like brows and star-eyed eyes, and his ability to use the ice sword is superb, this is a well-known fact.

But few people knew about Luo Qingyang, and everyone only knew that he was extremely talented.

Today, this competition is extremely popular and unprecedentedly grand.

Many disciples of Qing Yun Sect wanted to see the strength of that Tongtian Peak Daoist.

"Changmen Luo Qingyang, please be merciful, brother."

Luo Qingyang said lightly.

He was not in a hurry to draw his sword, but stood quietly on the ring, not in a hurry.

"Junior brother, you go first!"

As the second place in the previous session, Qi Hao still wanted to save face.

If he takes the lead and loses, where will he save his face?

To this, Luo Qingyang did not reply, and continued to stand on the ring without saying a word.

Time passed slowly, and many disciples below became a little impatient.

"Senior brother, what's going on!"

Fatty Tian only felt that his head was big. These two guys had been standing for several minutes, still motionless.

You said they were gaining momentum, that's understandable, but they really stood there, like a wooden man.

"You ask me, who am I going to ask?"

Master Daoxuan said angrily.

If he could see it, he would have explained it a long time ago, and he didn't have to stare here.

"A few times before, Master Nephew Qingyang's shots were all destructive, why did he change his style now?"

Master Shuiyue didn't understand either.

In her opinion, it was only a matter of time before Luo Qingyang could defeat Qi Hao.

She just wanted to see how long it would take for Luo Qingyang to get rid of Qi Hao.

As a result, these two people stood in the arena for a long time, insisting that neither of them made a move.

"To make things mysterious."

Cangsong said very dissatisfied.

Obviously Qihao asked Luo Qingyang to make the first move, but this guy was still wearing feather clothes, which made them stare blankly.

Suddenly, Luo Qingyang, who was originally silent, slowly put his right hand towards Zhanlongjian.

"When she comes, you won't have a chance to make a move."

The corners of Luo Qingyang's mouth rose slightly, and he looked indifferently at Qi Hao who was ready to go.

Since Qihao didn't know how to cherish the opportunity to make a move, then don't blame him for not giving Longshoufeng face.

(End of this chapter)