The prince lacks training: the royal concubine

Jun Zhu immediately realized that there was a fraud, but it was too late to withdraw. The ice needle sword sank into Gong Nishang's clothes, and hit a hard object with a ding, and then a colorful light shot out from the tip of the sword, bright and dazzling, making her Instant blindness.

Shocked, she quickly flew back, but she was still a step too late.Gong Nishang turned her long sword to one side, and hit her chest with the hilt.She suddenly lost her true energy, and flew upside down, landing straight into the ring.

In the midst of exclamations, she instantly gathered her inner strength, spun several times in the air, and fell to the ground lightly like a feather.

"I lost!" She looked at Gong Nishang on the ring with a smile. Although her face was pale, she did not look embarrassed at all.

Gong Nishang's eyes were filled with admiration, and he hugged her deeply, "I've accepted it!" [

"Good!" the crowd cheered.

Junzhu smiled slightly, and walked towards Hai Weilan and the others who were running towards her.

"Miss Junzhu, are you okay?" Rong An asked worriedly.

Jun Zhu paused, and smiled with a pretty face: "Sorry, I lost!"

Rong An quickly shook his head, "You have tried your best, there is nothing to be sorry about!"

"That's right, Miss Junzhu, even if you lose, you still lose beautifully!" Chang Bao gave her a thumbs up.

Dongfang Ao yelled very ignorantly, "Little girl, find a chance to fight me for hundreds of rounds!"

"In a certain era, a person like you can basically be classified as a member of a terrorist organization. Don't use your Osama bin Laden face to frighten my delicate Junzhu!" Hai Weilan pushed him away disdainfully, grabbed Touching Jun Zhu's wrist, she felt that her pulse was disordered and her breathing was unstable, obviously she had suffered an internal injury, so her eyes darkened slightly.

"It's okay, this little injury will be fine after a couple of hours of breath adjustment!" Jun Zhu smiled and pulled his hand back.

"Thank you!" Yuan Qiyan nodded at her.

"It's okay!" Jun Zhu said, and then his expression turned serious, "Mr. Qi, they should be wearing the protective objects sent by Xiandu, you must be careful!"

The light was fleeting, but Yuan Qiyan still saw it. Although he guessed a bit, he was not sure. Hearing what Jun Zhu said, he knew it in his heart, "I wrote it down!"

At this moment, Gong Nishang had already picked up her long sword and jumped off the ring, and someone on the high stage announced loudly: "In the first round, the Xiandu faction won!"

As soon as the voice fell, a white figure jumped up from the crowd and swept straight towards the ring. Wherever it passed, a series of faint afterimages were brought up. Before others could react, the person was already standing on the ring , looking down at the audience, "Immortal City sent Gusun Wuji to ask for advice from the masters of Wandu Valley!"

This is a 27-year-old young man, dressed in moon-white robes, setting off his slender figure, his hair is tied high with a crown and hairpin, and the rest hangs loosely, with sword eyebrows and star eyes, a straight nose and thin lips, and a fair complexion , is a rare handsome guy.Although it is not as extraordinary and refined as Gong Nishang, it still has such an unearthly aura.

It seems that the Xiandu school is an idol school in the world, good at creating golden boys and jade girls and so on.

Jun Zhu looked at this person, and his face changed again, "Mr. Qi, this person is the third-ranked disciple of the Xiandu sect, and his martial arts are higher than Gong Nishang, you have to be careful!"

Yuan Qiyan nodded, looked deeply at Hai Weilan, "I'll be back soon!"

Hai Weilan understood what he meant, didn't say anything, and said with a hey smile: "You don't need to come back so soon, I'm a little upset that the boy sent by Xiandu is even more slapped in the face than you, help me punch him a few more times!" [

There was a smile on Yuan Qiyan's lips, "Okay!" Before the words fell, he had already jumped up...