Chapter 1278: Charming Butterfly

"Sikongyu?"

Sikongyu's rise to power also attracted the attention of the surrounding disciples.

Although it was not as fanatical as Linghu Wang's cult, it was immediately recognized by someone.

"Sikong Yu, one of the new disciples of the Tianzang Academy, the owner of Yukong's bloodline, is a natural magician."

"I heard that I was a beginner two years ago, and he almost broke the record of the sky-reaching formation."

"Now he is a direct disciple of Tongtian Peak."

"I heard that this person is very talented and is deeply loved by the elders of Tongtian Peak. It is a sure thing to be appointed as the next chief of Tongtian Peak."

Sikongyu's reputation was obviously not as good as Linghuwang's.

But there was not a lot of discussion among the disciples watching the game.

On the seat of the Black Cloud School, Qing Lin unconsciously glanced at Xiao Yi.

However, he found that Xiao Yi was still dozing off with his eyes closed, with a normal expression on his face.

Regarding Xiao Yi's affairs in the Tianzang Academy, the vice-principal was very clear from the beginning to the end.

And the vice president is clear, which means that Qing Lin is also clear.

"You are lucky, you didn't meet me." Qing Lin stared at Sikongyu on the competition stage and thought to himself.

At this time, the battle on the competition platform had already started.

Sikongyu's opponent was just a disciple of an ordinary academy ranked in the tens of thousands, so he had no pressure.

The battle lasted only a few minutes.

"The Holy Wind Array." Sikongyu shouted loudly.

boom…

On the competition stage, a large formation suddenly formed.

Within the large formation, strong winds blew.

But after a moment, the disciple was injured by the strong wind and was blasted out of the competition stage.

"This battle, Tianzang Academy, Sikongyu, win." The three referees announced the victory and defeat loudly.

There were also bursts of discussion in the surrounding spectators, "It's amazing, it's a neat win."

"If there is no accident, this Sikongyu must be one of the dark horses in this battle of hundreds of courtyards."

In the center of the viewing table, several elders of the Tianzang Academy looked at Sikongyu, and nodded frequently with expressions of admiration on their faces.

The competition on the martial arts platform started again with Sikongyu's resignation.

After rounds of competition, there has been no exciting competition for the time being.

until a few hours later.

"No. 1347, Jinchen Academy, Jin Chen, come to the stage." The referee shouted loudly.

"Come on, I'm the chief of one of the five university palaces again." The long-awaited cheers from the young disciples of the various colleges in the surrounding seats sounded again.

Jin Chen's opponent is also just an ordinary disciple.

The battle was unsuspecting and ended extremely quickly.

Continue round by round.

"No. 1603, Cangyun College, Tang Sha, come to power."

"Oh? One of the two Tangs." The eyes of the surrounding disciples lit up.

"Tang Qianliu's luck was extremely bad, he was defeated by Linghu Wang before he could play.

"

"Sandstorm Tang Sha did not meet the chief of the five university palaces this time, so he will win easily."

Tang Sha's opponent was an academy disciple ranked in the teens.

...

"No. 1859, Tianzang Academy, Li Fengxing, came to power."

"Li Fenggun Li Fengxing? Here comes another fierce man." The surrounding disciples were discussing endlessly.

"The personal disciple of Tianlong Peak, and the master of the Fengsha Temple."

"It is rumored that this person is not only favored by the elders of Tianlongfeng, but also serves in one of the ten main halls of the Fengsha Temple. It can be said that he has a promising future."

...

"No. 1901, Tianzang Academy, Fang Shushu, come to power."

"Qiqiao Fangshushu?" The exclamations of the surrounding audience erupted again.

The cheers were not as loud as Linghu Wang, Jin Chen, and other five major palace leaders, even with a frenzy, but they were more intense than Tang Sha, Tang Qianliu, and others.

Between the various martial arts academies, there are many martial arts exchanges on weekdays.

But if you talk about the new disciples in the various schools, the most famous and the fastest-rising peerless genius is Fang Shushu.

Qiqiao Fangshushu is the only person in the martial arts academies who can compare the reputation of the chief of the five major palaces, and he is only a new disciple.

...

Time gradually passed, and after a whole day, the first round of competition was still not over.

The Battle of the Hundreds of Courts, the many grand events on the Yanlong Continent, was indeed very lively.

All the martial arts academies came together and gathered around to watch the game.

Such a grand event cannot be over in a short time.

But any competition here, if placed outside, would definitely be a rare and wonderful competition among the talents.

A few hours later.

"No. 2201, Heiyun Xuejiao, Qin Yi, come to power."

"No. 2202, Tianzang Academy, Mo You, come to power."

Whizzing…

Two figures jumped onto the stage of the competition.

However, the two did not cause much commotion in the surrounding spectators.

Obviously, these two people do not have much reputation in each hospital.

Qin Yi didn't need to say more.

Heiyun Xuejiao has almost no communication with any martial arts academy.

And this Moyou is a woman in red.

Appearance is not the allure of the country, but it is also the posture of the top.

Looking at his appearance, he is only in his early 20s.

"Mo worry?" On the competition stage, Qin Yi glanced at the woman and smiled disdainfully.

"This name is somewhat similar to our brother Mo You."

"It's just that strength and cultivation are far behind."

The woman, Mo You, had an indifferent face, "Are all the people who teach from the black cloud so arrogant?"

"It really answers that sentence, people are divided into groups, and things are grouped together."

"Especially some thieves, especially annoying."

Mo You said indifferently, turned his eyes slightly, and turned to look at Xiao Yi in the seat of Heiyun Academy.

In his eyes, there is obviously badness and disgust.

"Huh?" Xiao Yi frowned.

He was dozing off, but when Qin Yi came on stage, he opened his eyes.

He usually takes a few glances at the battle of Heiyun Xuejiao disciples coming to power.

At this moment, seeing the unfriendly gaze of the woman in red, her brows furrowed.

"Xiao Yi, do you know him?" Qing Lin asked suspiciously.

Xiao Yi shook his head, "I've never met before."

"You lie to the ghost, you." Qinglin's face was strange, "I have never met, so can people see you like this?"

"Could it be another romantic debt that you provoked outside?"

"No." Xiao Yi still shook his head.

Qing Lin pouted, with an expression of disbelief clearly written on his face.

"It seems that sometimes it's not a good thing to look good."

"Like me, although it's not like Young Master Ruyu, handsome and unparalleled, but he is also suave and handsome."

"As a man, it's almost enough; it's too good-looking, and it's troublesome enough to cause a romantic debt."

Qing Lin casually muttered to himself, "I didn't say I didn't know that Mu Ning last time? On the Wuling Peak a few days ago, Xiao Yi was so sweetly called."

"Now, another one, alas..."

Qing Lin kept talking, but saw Xiao Yi's head full of black lines, his face was not good, and he quickly shut his mouth.

Just at this moment, on the stage of the competition, a cry of pain sounded.

"Huh?" Qing Lin was startled, his face straightened, and he looked at the competition stage.

There, Qin Yi was already rolling on the ground, his face painful.

In front of Qin Yi, the woman in red sneered, and waves of red powder fluttered in the wind.

"It's Charming Butterfly Fan." Xiao Yi narrowed his eyes and looked at the woman in red with a dignified expression.

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