Immortal and Demon Cultivation

Chapter 87 Is he a man?

The rule of the fighting test, starting from the second round, is that the first and last numbers are opposite each other, with the smallest number fighting against the largest number.

Yun Qiyou was picked with the No. 2 pick, and Zhu Changshui was picked with the No. 76 pick. As a result, Zhu Changshui was unlucky, and only the No. 77 pick was left, and he will face the No. 1 pick. With the No. 76 pick, he has to face Yun Qiyou, who is the No. 2 pick.

Four of the eight arenas in the square have been demolished, leaving four arenas in the southeast, northwest and northwest.

At this moment, Ye Xiaochuan ran to the Kun position in the north and found Zhu Changshui and a group of buddies.

Zhu Changshui was seen with a sloppy face and a very depressed expression. As for Yuan Yangzhen, Zhao Shilin, Yang Quanyong, Chen Youdao and others, they were snickering secretly from the side.

Ye Xiaochuan shouted from afar: "My caring Senior Brother Zhu, you must work hard! I, Ye Xiaochuan, am here to cheer you on!"

When everyone heard Ye Xiaochuan's voice, they all turned their heads to look. Then they all stepped forward to congratulate Ye Xiaochuan for entering the top forty. As long as he defeated his opponent today, he would enter the top twenty.

Because before the competition the day before yesterday, these guys all said that if Ye Xiaochuan defeated Sun Yao, they all believed that Ye Xiaochuan would be the boss. Now seeing that Ye Xiaochuan did not mention this, these guys naturally would not mention it. Having evil intentions.

After Ye Xiaochuan greeted everyone one by one, he said to Zhu Changshui with a smile: "Brother Zhu, don't be so sloppy. Be happy. You have to remember that small people can also create miracles! Look at me, isn't it just one side? Create a miracle and break out of the siege? "

Zhu Changshui said angrily: "Let me see how you created a miracle in front of Yun Qiyou! Can Hu Daoxin and Sun Yao compare with Yun Qiyou? In the first two rounds of competition, she defeated her opponents one by one without even pulling out the sword in her hand. Defeated, I faced her, and she killed me with a sword? "

Ye Xiaochuan waved his hand and said: "Hey, you can't say that. You just said that Yun Qiyou didn't draw her sword in the first two rounds, and she won't draw her sword when facing you, so you don't have to worry about being killed by the God of Dust. Killed with a sword. Besides, haven't you always had a crush on that female bandit Yun Qiyou? Apart from today's opportunity, when can you face her alone? This is not as good as spending two thousand taels of silver on her Zhu Chai. Much better value!”

Zhu Changshui nodded silently and said: "That's true."

Everyone snickered again.

As the sound of morning bells and evening drums rang all around, an arbitration elder stepped onto each of the four arenas, announcing the disciples who would compete in each arena later.

Ye Xiaochuan said: "Don't think so much, the competition is about to begin. Senior Brother Zhu, you go up. We brothers are waving flags and shouting for you below. At least we can overwhelm that female bandit Yun Qiyou in battle!"

Zhu Changshui looked around and saw more than half of the disciples gathered around the Kun position platform. Many disciples were already shouting: "Fairy Ling Bing Yun Qiyou!" On the other hand, his support group only consisted of three or five kittens. , those who support Yun Qiyou can drown Ye Xiaochuan and others with just a drop of spit.

He smiled bitterly, helplessly stood up, and flew to the high stage.

When Zhu Changshui stood on the ring, a white shadow flickered, and Yun Qiyou, fluttering in white, stood opposite him with an expressionless face.

Today, almost everyone noticed that Yun Qiyou's expression seemed colder than usual, and her eyes, which were originally like autumn water, now seemed to have a few red threads, maybe because she didn't get a good rest last night.

Facing such a peerless beauty, Zhu Changshui, who had always been wretched and lustful, immediately felt his heart tremble. He stared at Yun Qiyou's handsome cheeks with his ruthless eyes, thinking in his heart, it would be better if he didn't compete with her, if he could get so close. It would be better to stare at her from a distance until eternity.

Yun Qiyou's face was pale, as if there was no blood at all. She seemed to feel Zhu Changshui's eyes staring at her, and slowly looked up.

Yun Qiyou knew something about Zhu Changshui, and he was definitely not a gentleman after hanging out with Ye Xiaochuan all day long.

Moreover, that night outside Guanggna Hall, Yun Qiyou saw that Senior Brother Zhu Changshui spent the sky-high price of two thousand taels of silver to take his own red hairpin from Ye Xiaochuan.

It can be seen from this that the lewd and lustful person at this moment is definitely not a good person.

When Zhu Changshui saw Yun Qiyou looking at him, he immediately felt like a deer in his heart. He laughed, cupped his fists and said, "Junior Sister Yun! I'm here, Zhu Changshui..."

In the audience, Ye Xiaochuan slapped his forehead and said: "It's over. Senior Brother Zhu has suffered from nymphomaniac disease again. He will probably be kicked off the ring without even a stick of incense..."

When the fight began, Zhu Changshui was still introducing himself eloquently, which caused a burst of curses from the disciples in the audience.

Yun Qiyou couldn't bear it any longer, and the white light flashed like a white rainbow and rushed forward.

A moment later, all that could be heard was the crackling sound on the shining white arena. Before anyone could react, they saw Zhu Changshui walking down the arena with a bruised nose and a swollen face, and a depressed look on his face.

He muttered to himself: "The gentleman who promised to do it will use his words or not..."

Sure enough, they didn't last even a stick of incense. Before Ye Xiaochuan and others had time to cheer for Zhu Changshui, Zhu Changshui was already defeated. Looking at the surrounding disciples on the three stages of Qian, Li, and Kan, it seemed that they had just begun. Both sides were still fighting. They are all just in the stage of tentative attack.

Ye Xiaochuan cursed loudly and said: "Senior Brother Zhu, are you a man? Why do you end it so quickly when facing a woman?"

Yang Quanyong said: "Yes, no matter what, we have to fight for 300 rounds?"

Chen Youdao said: "Even if there are not 300 rounds, you should last at least half an hour. You are already exhausted in half a cup of tea?"

Yuan Yangzhen said: "How can it be half a cup of tea? Ten breaths at most, it's too embarrassing for a man! Are you not in good health? Do you want to buy some ant pills to replenish your body?"

The youngest Zhao Shilin scratched his head and said: "What are you talking about? Why am I a little confused?"

Ye Xiaochuan pushed Zhao Shilin aside and said: "Go away, it's not suitable for children, go play."

Zhu Changshui was extremely depressed. Seeing that everyone was making fun of him, he became even more angry and said: "I said, I I am not Yun Qiyou's opponent, and you still want me to create a miracle. "

Ye Xiaochuan argued: "If I had known you were so useless, I would have admitted defeat as soon as I got on stage. At least I could have saved your face. Now, you have not only lost your face, but also been beaten into a pig's head. You have lost both the wife and the army."

Zhu Changshui said angrily: "I am a patient now. You all should stop talking nonsense. Hurry up and apply some hemostatic powder and blood stasis paste to me. It hurts me to death!"

After all, everyone is a good brother. After joking, they can't ignore Zhu Changshui, who was bruised and swollen, so they took out medicines such as golden wound medicine and hemostatic powder to heal Zhu Changshui's wounds.

On the other side, after Yun Qiyou walked off the stage, he came to the side of the female disciples of Yuanshui Xiaozhu.

Ning Xiangruo glanced at Yun Qiyou and felt that there was something wrong with this junior sister today. Before the competition, she told Yun Qiyou that Zhu Changshui was average in ability. Now there were so many external disciples around, so she should give Zhu Changshui some face and at least fight him for a while longer.

Yun Qiyou nodded in agreement at the time, after all, this was related to Cang Yun's face, but the result was that Zhu Changshui was beaten into a pig's head in a few strokes, which was really beyond the expectations of Ning Xiangruo and other female disciples of Yuanshui Xiaozhu.