Waste material is poisonous: Peerless frivolous concubine

Chapter 234 The Promised Happiness 5
Chapter 5 Promised Happiness [-]
Long Yi's clothes were fluttering, and his hair was dancing with the wind. He quietly stared at the charming man standing in front of him. He was dressed in red, which made him feel that this man was arrogant and charming.

He knew this man, and he never imagined that one day he would confront this man. This man rose up ten years ago, became famous eight years ago, and became famous five years ago. The dark horse in the Imperial College Competition, has won the championship for two consecutive years.

Now five years have passed, and no one in the Jianghu has seen him, but his legend has been circulating, and although he is younger than this person, he was lucky enough to meet him a few years ago, although it was only a short time The side of counting seconds is something he will remember.

"Yang Ruoding." Long Yi looked at the person opposite him, and said three words flatly.

"Yo, unexpectedly you know me!" The man Long Yi called Yang Ruoding smiled and looked at Long Yi in astonishment.

He thought that in this age of newcomers, he had been missing for five years and no one would remember him, but what he didn't expect was that the boy (Long Yi) in front of him would know him, this...shocked him!
He took a step slowly, looked at Long Yi, and smiled cynically, "I'll just say this to you, so you won't die later..."

"No need!" Long Yi said lightly.

He looked at Yang Ruoding sharply, and said firmly, "The only way to respect me is to do your best, otherwise it will be a humiliation... Generally, people who humiliate me have only one end..."

"Oh, what's the end?" Yang Ruoding smiled charmingly, and asked curiously.

"Death!" It was a short, simple word, but when it was uttered, it made people feel as if they were about to suffocate.

"Let's make a move!" Long Yi drew out his sword, pointing the tip at Yang Ruoding.

"Fen." Yang Ruoding was also polite, and shot directly, a word "Fen" fell, and three Yang Ruoding appeared in an instant.

"Get up!" He spoke again, and the three Yang Ruoding shot towards Long Yi.

But Long Yi didn't move at all at this time, his originally wide eyes slowly closed, the sword he held tightly in his hand moved very fast, when the sword light rose, a ray of Yang Ruoding died under his sword.

"Illusion!" Long Yi said to himself, with a faint smile on his lips, he opened his eyes abruptly, looked at Yang Ruoding who was opposite him, "It's a pity that it doesn't work for me!"

He chuckled lightly, and the sword in his hand swung countless sword qi, and finally, his sword landed on Yang Ruoding's neck, and said softly, "You lost!"

Yang Ruoding looked at Long Yi with more and more surprise. His illusion had already entered the room and reached the point of perfection. Unexpectedly, Long Yi was not affected by the illusion at all. There was a smile on the corner of his lips, and a crazy light shone in his phoenix eyes. He became more and more interested in Long Yi.

The people present felt bored. They were expecting an earth-shattering match, but now it was moist and silent, with no blood at all.

Just when they were bored, Long Yi and Yang Ruoding, who had disappeared before everyone's eyes, reappeared on the stage, and what they saw was...

Their eyes were open in disbelief, their mouths were opened wide...

What did they see?
"Unexpectedly...but...lost!"

"Brother, I'm not dreaming..."

Before he finished speaking, the person next to him slapped him hard, which made him wake up instantly, "Why did you hit me?"

……

Fuck!This Long Yi was too against the sky, he actually defeated Yang Ruoding!

Everyone was surprised, but Huoxige looked calm, as if she knew it a long time ago, which is admirable. In fact, as early as when Yang Ruoding performed the illusion, she knew that Long Yi must win in the end.

Because Long Yi has been cultivating in illusion, and he uses illusion to improve his cultivation, so Yang Ruoding's illusion is useless to Long Yi.

"You lost!" Long Yi said again, but he put away his sword.

"Losing?" When Long Yi put away his sword, Yang Ruoding spoke, he said with a half-smile, "How could I lose? You should be the loser!"

After saying that, another Yang Ruoding appeared behind Long Yi, and everyone present held their breaths. They never thought that Yang Ruoding would be so terrifying, and he actually cultivated a clone. They all mourned for Long Yi.

In their view, Long Yi couldn't avoid death this time!
However, they were disappointed.

"Really?" Long Yi asked back, the sword in his hand unsheathed without hesitation, and stabbed directly towards his back. The speed of the sword was so fast that he couldn't even see the speed of drawing the sword clearly. , I saw a sword light soaring into the sky, and after that, I saw Yang Ruoding's clone fell on the ring.

Long Yi looked at Yang Ruoding indifferently, pointed his sword at Yang Ruoding, and said, "In this life, you will never be my opponent!" Very decisive words, with incomparable self-confidence.

Fuck!Domineering!
As soon as Long finished speaking, he turned and left, completely unafraid of Yang Ruoding's sneak attack again.

But Yang Ruoding had already been stunned in place, and he actually... lost...

He didn't believe it, just now he thought it was his hand again and again, but in the end his clone was killed by Long Yi's sword, this kind of consciousness, this kind of reaction...

He stood on the ring in a daze, pondered for a while, then flew away from the ring, and finally left a message: "I hope that there will be a day when the mountains and rivers meet again, and when the time comes, I will not return when I am not drunk... just smile !"

After Long Yi defeated Yang Ruoding, very few people dared to go up, Long Yi's strength was too terrifying, even Yang Ruoding was defeated by him, so few people would be his opponents.

The audience was silent, they didn't dare to look directly at Long Yi...

With no one on the stage, Long Yi quietly walked off the ring... After he got off the ring, another sect disciple from the first-level power of the Heavenly Dragon Empire came out.

From the perspective of momentum, this person is not weak, and he looks cold. Standing on the ring, he said loudly: "My generation of monks, why are you afraid of a fight! Who will come?"

Feng Er came out from the Feng Clan, laughed heartily and said loudly, "I'm coming!"

However, following Feng Er's utterance, Sima Gongjin also uttered, "I'll come to this person, and the big enmity will be settled with this person once and for all!"

Feng Er naturally knew Sima Gongjin, and when he heard Sima Gongjin's voice, he stepped back. He looked at Sima Gongjin, who was dressed in white, gentle and elegant, with a temperament that was even more charming.

Sima Gongjin quietly looked at the person in front of him with a sneer on his lips, and it was time for him to take revenge...

The past was rushing towards him like a tidal wave, and images emerged in his mind... He bit his lips tightly, and his originally ordinary hands suddenly bulged with veins and trembled involuntarily.

(End of this chapter)