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

Chapter 59 Martial Arts Association ([-])
"My spiritual pet."

Yan Yun explained, after all, it's not good for such a small dog to eat Bigu Dan all the time.

"You know how to chat..."

Qiao Yunxi froze for a moment, then pouted dissatisfiedly, "If you give such a good thing to a dog, why don't you give it to me."

Yan Yun on the side frowned, what a strange feeling.

Qiao Yunxi also realized, why does it feel like she is fighting for food with the dog...

"Okay, but wait a minute, I haven't finished baking yet."

Qiao Yunxi had already talked about this, and Yan Yun was too embarrassed to refuse.

"Actually, that's not what I meant..."

Qiao Yunxi, who was trying to save her, showed an awkward yet polite smile.

Half an hour later, she watched Qiao Yunxi, a big beauty, eating rabbit meat without any image, the most terrifying thing was.

She even brought her own sauce...

Yan Yun seriously suspected that she came to the back mountain to look for food, but just happened to meet her.

Qiao Yunxi wiped her mouth gracefully after eating, "Your skills are good, I am very satisfied."

Then he glanced at the Changle Zong costume on her body, "Would you like to come to our Hehuan Zong, I will accept you as a disciple, I have 49 beautiful men from seven to seven..."

"..."

Yan Yun's back froze, what should I do if I started to get scared?
"You're not satisfied?"

Seeing that her complexion was not good, Qiao Yunxi glared at her.

"satisfy."

Yan Yun's face fell down, did she dare to say that she was dissatisfied?
By the time she returned to Linshuiju, it was already completely dark.

There's no way, Qiao Yunxi has tortured her for a long time, if she didn't run fast...

She brought the spring to the bamboo forest behind, and then gave it the roasted rabbit meat. Seeing its cheerful appearance, she felt a little better for no reason.

The second day's race was very high in her lineup, so she arrived at Fengyuntai early.

She sat obediently under the stage as usual, waiting for the start of the game.

"In the next match, Changle Sect Yanyun will face Fengming Sect Zhou Ran."

"It's you."

She was a little surprised when she saw Zhou unexpectedly, she didn't expect such a coincidence.

"I advise you to surrender as soon as possible, so as not to embarrass your Changle Sect in time."

Looking at the thin and frail Yan Yun, a trace of contempt flashed in Zhou's eyes. She must have been lucky enough to win against Shang Wen yesterday.

He must give her some color today!
"Please enlighten me."

She doesn't want to talk nonsense with him, it's so meaningless.

Zhou actually seemed to want a quick fight, and it was a big killer move when he came up.

He raised his hand to gather his spiritual power in the palm of his hand, and a group of half-human fireballs rushed towards Yan Yun with the momentum of a prairie fire.

Alarm bells rang in Yan Yun's mind, this week was different from Shang Wen, he was capable.

The light of the fire made her face red.

The sword in her hand swung fast, and now she had the advantage of swinging the sword [-] times a day.

Zhou actually watched helplessly as the sword flew away as she flipped her wrist.

The fireball was extinguished little by little under her sword, and the sword was also burned hot.

And this series of actions is just half a breath away!

He made seals with both hands, and the continuous fire waves gathered, hitting Yan Yun one by one.

Yan Yun felt the burning sensation in his palm, raised his hand and waved his sword, cutting off the wave after wave of fire forcefully!

Zhou actually didn't give her a chance to breathe, and the backhand was another violent wave of fire.

It's only a quarter of an hour...

The speed of her swinging the sword also slowed down, and this slight change fell into his eyes.

"You surrender now..."

Taking advantage of the moment he spoke, Yan Yun seized the opportunity and opened the way with his sword without fear of death.

He saw the waves of fire burning her clothes, and he also saw her kill him in front of him from the waves of fire.

Yan Yun pursed his lips, his eyes became darker, and his sword swinging hand became faster and faster.

Blisters had already formed on the palm of her hand, and it was worn away under her non-stop swinging the sword, and the sharp pain did not distract her.

Zhou actually secretly thought that it was not good, so he quickly pinched a protective spell, trying to block her out.

Noticing his movement, she stopped swinging the sword and slammed into him headfirst.

"..."

Zhou unexpectedly had complex eyes, and was knocked directly to the ground by her, in a state of embarrassment.

He got up quickly, narrowly dodged the sword stabbed by Yan Yun, and kept pulling back to create a distance.

Since Yan Yun has the initiative, it is naturally impossible for him to avoid it.

A violent airflow from her sword rushed straight towards Zhou Ranran, instantly closing the distance between the two of them, and knocking him to the ground again.

Zhou actually gritted his teeth, a crocodile stood up straight, he clenched his fists, his spiritual power was consumed too much in the first half.

Relying on being taller than Yan Yun, while dodging her sword, he concentrated his spiritual power in his hands and hit her near the temple.

Zhou actually moved too fast and too violently. For a moment, Yan Yun only felt his mind go blank, and the world was full of noise.

Taking advantage of the moment when she lost control, he kicked her fiercely to the audience.

She rubbed and slipped sharply on the rough ground, grabbing the floor with both hands, barely stopping herself.

She couldn't straighten up in pain and curled up on the ground.

"I told you a long time ago, you are a waste who can't even hold a sword..."

But soon, under Zhou Ran's shocked gaze, Yan Yun endured the pain and stood up again.

There was only one thought in her mind, she wanted to win.

She was unable to hold the sword with one hand, and her palm was already rotten and bleeding.

I saw her holding the hilt of the sword tightly with both hands, and launched a more violent and crazy attack on Zhou unexpectedly than before.

No matter how hard Zhou actually beat her, she would stand up again and rush forward.

The last sword, subdue the tiger and subdue the dragon!

The moment the sword fell, she finally forced him off the stage.

"The match is over, and Changle Zong Yanyun wins the second match."

It wasn't until he heard that the game was over that Zhou actually realized that he lost!
He couldn't believe it, he fell down and sat down on the stage stupidly, looking up at the little girl standing against the light on the stage.

The people around were stunned, and they didn't know who started it. The warm applause resounded throughout Fengyuntai.

And these applause reminded him loudly once again that he lost, to an opponent he thought he could definitely win...

The little girl looked down at him with a cold expression, "Useless trash."

She returned the words to him word for word.

In an instant, various complex emotions of anger, shame and embarrassment surged into Zhou Ran's heart. He was so angry that he vomited blood violently and fell to the ground.

"Senior Brother! Senior Brother..."

Seeing that Feng Mingzong's situation was not good, he hurried up to help him.

"You Changle Sect are too deceptive!"

"It's just a few words about you, why bother about it, there is really no measure..."

"waste."

Yan Yun, who had just come down, gave the speaker a lukewarm look, and then cursed together.

"You! Why are you still cursing people?"

The man was so angry that he stepped forward to ask for an explanation.

"It's just a few words about you, why bother about it? There is really no measure..."

She glanced at him faintly, and returned what he said just now without any changes, which almost made the man feel internally hurt.

(End of this chapter)