Bai Yueguang's stand-in cries all over the realm of comprehension

The steward's voice just fell.

Xiao Jue pointed to her toes, and rushed towards Qiyue aggressively!

"Thank you, today I will let you know that what does not belong to you will not belong to you after all!"

His eyes were gloomy, and there was a pun in his words.

One layer of meaning refers to the first place in the individual fencing competition.

Another meaning is that it has something to do with Jiang Yanlu.

Qi Yue's indifferent eyes immediately cooled down.

Xiao Jue has already raised his hand and waved his sword, his moves are very familiar to everyone.

It was the trick that hit Gong Yuyou hard a few days ago!
This is to beat Qiyue to the point of half death!
The domineering sword light bloomed for a moment, and suddenly turned off as if someone had pinched the source.

When everyone was puzzled, they saw the creator of that sword light——Xiao Jue, being slapped flying by Qiyue's sword!

Xiao Jue was stunned on the spot, spurting out a mouthful of blood.

The body shot out of the competition platform uncontrollably.

Through a layer of blood mist, he stared at Qiyue with wide eyes in disbelief.

Horror in the eyes.

impossible!
This is impossible!

Even Gong Yuyou, who was only one step away from entering the realm of transforming gods, was no match for him, how could he be beaten by Xie Qi!
How could he not withstand Xie Qi's sword!
However, no matter how unacceptable he is, it is the truth.

Just when his figure was about to rush out of the competition stage.

Just when everyone thought that this competition would end in an instant.

Qi Yue suddenly moved and flashed in front of Xiao Jue.

Under the surprised and unwilling eyes of the other party, he grabbed his collar and threw him back on the competition stage.

Xiao Jue, who was in free fall just now, landed on the stage with both feet, and was stunned for a moment.

The monks and stewards in the stands were also confused.

Before they could figure out what Qiyue wanted to do.

Xiao Jue was sent flying by Qi Yue's sword again!
Another mouthful of blood sprayed out a long line.

Then there was another round of waving a sword!
Everyone froze in place, staring wide-eyed at the shocking scene in front of them.

They imagined the scene of the competition between the two: the swords were soaring into the sky, both sides played all their cards, the two fought in the dark, blood stained their clothes, the competition platform was blown to pieces, and the aura barrier was on the verge of collapsing.

In fact, the scene of the competition between the two: Xiao Jue hadn't even finished swinging his sword moves before being slapped into the sky by Xie Qi's sword after sword.

Xiao Jue didn't even have the strength to parry, and forcibly withstood Qi Yue's three swords!

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, he finally "bang", fell under the competition stage in embarrassment and shame, and vomited a mouthful of blood.

His internal organs were directly displaced.

More than a dozen ribs were broken, and a large mouthful of blood was mixed with internal organs.

Qiyue stood on the competition stage, looking down at Xiao Jue.

With a trace of contempt in the exquisite and beautiful black eyes, he coldly sneered and sent a voice transmission to the other party: "You deserve it too?"

These words echo Xiao Jue's big words at the beginning.

Then he spoke unhurriedly, officially explaining his actions just now:
"Eldest brother, I've given you two chances, it's because you are inferior to others."

What he wanted to convey to everyone with these words was——

You see, how kind I am to senior brother, I specially gave him two extra chances, and wanted to give him the chance to advance, but his strength is really too bad, three times in a row, he couldn't even beat me once.

Qiyue's innocent and handsome face is too deceptive.

Everyone present believed it almost instantly.

Only Jiang Yanlu and the others saw through his intentions, smiled and said nothing.

Xiao Jue was even more so.

He doesn't believe Xie Qi's nonsense!
He was so angry that he was trembling all over, and finally supported his body with the sword, and stood up tremblingly.

The steward beat the drum.

thump—

They were afraid that today's competition would be more fierce than the previous ones, so they specially dispatched more people.

He also set the final of the next individual fencing competition in seven days to facilitate recovery from injuries.

I didn't think about it, they were worrying too much.

The steward said loudly again: "The competition is over, thank you for winning!"

During this period of time, the fanboys and girls accumulated through one individual match after another cheered.

"Is this the competition scene that I can see in the semi-finals of the individual swordsmanship competition! Congratulations to Xiao Jue for achieving three consecutive flying achievements!"

"I will never be able to look directly at Xiao Jue again, he is so weak! Xie Qi gave him two chances and he couldn't take it."

"Xie Qi is so strong! What kind of cultivation is he!"

Cheng Xinglan shouted loudly at the right time: "Let me see who else doesn't know that my little brother Xie Qi is now a Sword Cultivator of Transforming God Realm! The only sword cultivator of Transforming God Realm under the age of 20 in the cultivation world!"

The stands exploded in an instant!
"God Transformation Realm! Xie Qi is already in the God Transformation Realm!!"

"It's no wonder Xiao Jue can't make a single move in Xie Qi's hands!"

"Xie Qi is handsome, has a high level of cultivation, and is kind and humble. How can there be such a perfect person as him in the world."

"I used to fantasize about becoming a Taoist couple with Xiao Jue, but now... who is Xiao Jue? I only have Xie Qi in my heart!"

"Wake up, maybe he already has his own heart. Did you run towards Jiang Yanlu without seeing him step down? How dare you compare with Jiang Yanlu!"

"But having said that, looking around, we younger generation can be worthy of Jiang Yanlu, apart from Xie Qi, I really can't think of anyone else."

All the discussions were heard clearly in Xiao Jue's ears.

His face turned red and white.

Out of breath, he spat out a mouthful of blood again, fell to the ground, and passed out.

The monks in the stands withdrew in twos and threes.

Yun Qing and some others rushed down the stands and ran towards Xiao Jue.

Jiang Yanlu stood on the stand, looking at him with a pair of peach blossom eyes.

This competition will probably be a shadow that the male protagonist is least willing to recall in his life.

Just as she was thinking, her eyes suddenly went dark.

Qiyue's figure blocked all her sight.

He bent slightly, his handsome face was close at hand, he resisted the hand that wanted to pinch her chin, and said in a dissatisfied tone, "Why do you look at him and not me?"

Unlike Xiao Jue, who was covered in blood, Qi Yue's body was clean and his breath was so clear that he couldn't see a drop of blood.

He came suddenly and asked suddenly.

A pair of black eyes looked at her unblinkingly.

Jiang Yanlu could see himself reflected in his pupils clearly, and could feel his warm breath.

"I……"

"—Little Junior Brother!"

Cheng Xinglan's voice came from behind, and he almost ran over.

"Little brother, do you know! You have done what our master has been wanting to do in recent years but have been unable to do, and you even threw three swords against senior brother hahaha! It's so cool and comfortable, I—"

The smile on Cheng Xinglan's face froze completely when he saw Jiang Yanlu and Qiyue who were close to each other and turned to look at him at the same time, as well as Qiyue's face.

He manually braked the pace he was about to rush over, turned around 180 degrees, grabbed Ming Wei, Xin Zhu and Feng Miaomiao who were following him, and slipped away quickly:

"——we suddenly remembered that we haven't practiced yet today, so let's go to practice now! Little sister, little brother, see you at the East Ten Peaks!"

Jiang Yanlu: "..."

She also looked at the direction where Cheng Xinglan and the others disappeared.

Qiyue suddenly put her hands on both sides of her cheeks.

Manually turned her head gently towards him.

"Sister."

Qiyue's slender fingers brushed against Jiang Yanlu's ears.

Amidst the rustling sound, she once again met Qiyue's eyes.

His tone was still dissatisfied.

"You haven't answered me yet."

Who knows the pain of insomnia!

I have been going to bed after [-] am every day for more than half a month.

His head was like a ball of paste, and he couldn't move at all.

Today, Yuyu started coding very early, but only wrote one chapter for revision.

Let’s publish a chapter first today~ (Super whisper)
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