Junior sister, she reached the pinnacle of life by picking up trash

Chapter 57 Martial Arts Association ([-])
"Host, don't worry, you are Yan Yun, and Yan Yun is you."

Duo Cai's proud voice sounded, "Don't worry about our work."

Yan Yun was still worried just now, but after hearing what it said, he felt relieved.

When she returned to Linshui Residence, several disciples were already waiting for her.

"Yan Yun, we are here!"

They leaned forward and showed her all the things that needed to be recycled, with anticipation in their eyes.

Yan Yun quickly helped them figure it out, and it was very happy to make a settlement now, without much nonsense.

Because of this incident, her reputation has improved a lot now. It's still the same sentence, no one can refuse someone who can bring benefits to him.

She pushed open the door and went back into the house, tallying up every account.

During this period, Ning Wanwan came back, glanced at her, and then quickly looked away.

The Martial Arts Association will start the day after tomorrow, Yan Yun hastily made a note and continued to practice.

Because she has comprehended the mutual generation of the five elements, she is now practicing much faster than before. She believes that it will not take long for her to break through the eighth level of Qi training.

The night before the martial arts meeting, Yan Yun suddenly stopped practicing with his sword.

"Uncle Shi, you said that if someone took him away, how can he be beaten back to his original form?"

"What do you ask for this?"

Zhou Zhengyuan didn't lift his eyelids.

"A friend of mine is not quite like me recently, and I'm a little worried about him."

There was a bit of worry in Yan Yun's eyes, and he looked sincere, and it didn't seem to be fake at all.

"It's not easy, just take him to walk under the Asking Heart Stone of our sect."

Zhou Zhengyuan opened his eyes and looked at her.

"A questioning heart stone?"

"Whether it's bewitching or seizing the house or something, the Asking Heart Stone can force you out."

"But not everyone can use it there..."

Before he finished speaking, he fell asleep again.

"Host, what are you going to do?"

Duo Cai's curious voice sounded, and he always felt that the host was secretly holding back his big move.

Yan Yun didn't respond to it, making it even more curious.

There is only one thing that is afraid of wealth, the host destroys the world, causing the whole world to collapse... After all, it has three lives, and it is not uncommon for it to go crazy.

When the sun rose from the east on the second day, Yan Yun put away his sword and stared at the distant mountain side stupidly.

Today's morning glow is incredible, the red glow reflects orange gold, as if the holy fire of the phoenix's nirvana is intertwined in the sky.

She simply tidied herself up, preparing for her first duel in this world.

The place where the Martial Arts Association will be held is Fengyuntai.

The Fengyun Terrace is not on the ground, but suspended in mid-air in the center of Changle Sect.

Yan Yun entered the teleportation circle with the flow of people, but reached it after a while.

Fengyuntai is made of black gold stone, so it has only left traces of fighting over the years.

Surrounding Fengyuntai are densely packed stands.

Looking up, it is a huge projection stone, which can show the duel between the disciples to everyone.

First, it can be seen clearly by all audiences, and second, it can also play a supervisory role.

At this time, it was very noisy here, and a group of people, large and small, gathered together and talked.

"Brother."

Yan Yun gently patted Jiang Qinghe who was alone, "Why are you here alone?"

So lonely, not like him at all.

His downcast eyes lit up the moment he heard her voice, "I don't have any acquaintances, but now I do."

Jiang Qinghe turned his head, his eyebrows were actually sharp, but because they hadn't opened yet, they were still childish.

"This year, we specially invited the disciples of Miracle Doctor Valley to come over to support us, you see."

Following his fingers, he saw a group of uniformly dressed disciples in white and blue clothes.

Each of them carried a medicine box on their backs and surrounded the tallest man.

But the distance was too far, Yan Yun couldn't see their faces clearly.

"Disciples watching the game, please enter the viewing seats and sit down—"

"Participating disciples, please go to their respective competition venues—"

……

"Junior Sister, I am optimistic about you, it doesn't matter what ranking you get..."

Jiang Qinghe wanted to say a few more words, but was quickly swept away by the flow of people, and kept looking back at her.

Yan Yun smiled back, waved at him and then turned around to look for his arena.

"Quiet—all quiet—"

Liang Xun stood on the high platform, overlooking the crowd.

His voice spread throughout the Fengyun Terrace with spiritual power, and the coercion of the Nascent Soul cultivator was released, which immediately made everyone quiet.

He briefly introduced the rules and said some encouraging words.

The first match is a knockout match, one-on-one, the winner enters the next match, and usually half of the people can be cut off in this match.

Because it is a lottery system, so what kind of opponent you encounter depends on luck.

Fengming Sect, seven levels of Qi training, Shang Wen.

It seems that she is quite lucky, her competition group is from the fifth to the ninth level of Qi training.

Generally, it depends on the skill to get someone who is higher level than you.

The stratification of force in qi training is not too obvious, and it starts to gradually widen when the foundation building distance is reached.

The game time is a quarter of an hour. She is No.70 six, and she will have to wait for a long time...

She obediently sat in the waiting area, watched the duel on the projection stone, and kept learning from it.

"Junior Brother Shang, you don't have to worry, she is the bottom one every year, and she can't hold the sword steadily every time she goes up."

A young voice came from behind, "No, she is right in front."

"Brother, it's wrong to speak ill of others behind their backs..."

Shangwen is small, with a steamed bun face, and round eyes that look innocent and ignorant.

"What are you afraid of? She has the guts to hear it when she hears it. She dare not..."

"You're wrong, I dare you."

Yan Yun said that she would draw her sword as soon as she drew her sword, because it was inconvenient to bring the Poxiao sword, so she temporarily changed to the Dharma sword issued by the sect.

Looking at the sharp blade lying in front of him, Zhou was a little surprised, and looked at her face several times in disbelief.

She is not the submissive little girl in my impression, she has gentle eyes, but her hands are extremely sharp.

People around looked at them and whispered, and from time to time someone made a surprised sound, as if they didn't believe it was Yan Yun.

After all, apart from being famous in Changle Sect, Yan Yun is also well-known in other sects... although it is not a good thing.

"Apologize."

"You! What I said is the truth, why should I apologize. "

Zhou actually became angry from embarrassment, and stretched out his hand to move her sword away.

"Apologize."

She reiterated that the sword in her hand didn't shift by half because of Zhou Ran's movements!
"sorry!"

Seeing everyone looking over, Zhou actually blushed and apologized reluctantly.

Yan Yun looked at it coldly, then withdrew his sword and returned to his position.

Flickering from the corner of the eye, it was the figures of Song Qingyue and Wen Qingyu.

She did it on purpose just now for them to see.

The corners of Yan Yun's mouth raised slightly, didn't he just want to catch some clues?Then she gives them a chance.

(End of this chapter)