() While Qin Yun was enjoying the honor and benefits brought by victory, Long Fei seemed to have fallen into hell.
When he knelt on the ground, although his soul was counterattacked by the Soul-Eating Ring, he still had basic consciousness. He could see and hear, and could understand what was happening in the outside world.
If he had a choice, he would rather not know anything and die directly in battle would be the best result.
Endless shame and infinite regret bit the heart of this talented disciple of Beiming Sect like a poisonous snake, causing his last trace of consciousness to completely collapse, and thus losing the possibility of recovering his sanity...
He collapsed on the ground and twitched uncontrollably, his eyes were broken and he was foaming at the mouth. He was taken away like a pile of mud, leaving an indelible and humiliating failure on the Battle Island Arena.
No one will pay attention to him anymore, and Xikaiwu will enter the next day of competition according to normal procedures.
"You give up all the following competitions, and I will escort you out of Roulan tomorrow morning!"
Zuo Ci said to Qin Yun in a tone that left no room for doubt: "Sun Jinghuo is nothing, I will replenish it for you in the future!"
With Qin Yun's current battle medals and his strength, he is fully qualified to dominate the second battle and become the champion. It is absolutely a pity to give up at this time.
But Qin Yun understood that Zuo Ci's decision was entirely for his own safety...
The ancestor of the Beiming Sect's magical powers who was in charge of the second battle has already shown his hostility towards Qin Yun. There is no guarantee that he will not attack Qin Yun again in future duels. If a strong magical power master uses secret methods, even if it is
Zuo Ci couldn't protect Qin Yun either, so giving up the game was the wisest choice.
In addition, Zuo Ci also had to consider the reaction of the Beiming Sect. They had suffered such a big loss. Even if it was an upright competition to win or lose, it was still a question of whether they would give up.
You must leave, but you have to be particular about how you go. After all, this is the home base of Beiming Sect.
Qin Yun felt a little regretful, but still obeyed Zuo Ci's order: "Disciple understands!"
Therefore, he did not participate in any of today's competitions. He sat in the stands and watched his fellow disciples go into battle to fight against various sword cultivators.
The nine classmates performed mediocrely and did not win many battle medals. Even Wei Feng only won two games. The overall points ranking was even one place behind, being surpassed by a side sect.
I don't know if it was affected by the Qin Yun incident. Except for the Beiming Sect, the representative disciples of the Tiancheng Sword Sect, Yangming Sect, Wumen and other sects did not have a strong desire to win.
The disciples of Beiming Sect had an overwhelming advantage, but the atmosphere of the entire competition was much duller, without the intensity and excitement of the first day. Even many gambling stalls on the lakeshore were closed.
Everyone knows the reason for this, but no one will point it out directly.
What is interesting is that until the end of the competition in the afternoon, the Beiming Sect swordsman who performed best in the second battle was not able to surpass Qin Yun in terms of battle honors.
However, tomorrow, the third day of the competition, will be the elimination test for the champion. Qin Yun giving up means losing all his battle honors and will no longer be qualified to win the top three championships. Of course, he won't care anymore.
But what Qin Yun didn't expect was that shortly after he returned to Tiancheng Villa, Zuo Ci suddenly sent someone to call him over, saying that someone was looking for him.
The visitors were an old man in yellow robe and a beautiful girl. Qin Yun knew the latter. It was Huang Xiaoxie and Huang Qianxin who liked to dress up as women. The way she put on a dress made Qin Yun almost not recognize her.
come out.
However, this famous little overlord in Roulan City sat obediently next to the old man in yellow robe like a real lady from a famous family. His reserved look without looking away made Qin Yun feel weird.
Zuo Ci introduced Qin Yun: "Qin Yun, this is Senior Huang Potian Huang of Beiming Sect!"
Huang Laoxie!
That was Huang Xiaoxie's grandfather. A name immediately flashed in Qin Yun's mind, and he suddenly understood. No wonder Huang Qianxin was so well-behaved and dignified. She probably would never dare to be presumptuous in front of her grandfather.
He did not dare to neglect, and immediately stepped forward and bowed and said: "Junior disciple Qin Yun, pay your respects to Senior Huang!"
Huang Potian has a slender figure, white hair hanging down his shoulders, and his angular face can still be seen as handsome as when he was young. His eyebrows are raised into his temples and his eyes are lively. He has no evil aura as rumored. He looks more like a great Confucian sage who lives in seclusion in the world.
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He nodded in return and said calmly: "I heard your name from my granddaughter. You are indeed a first-class and outstanding person. Why didn't you participate in the battle competition today?"
Isn't this asking a question knowingly? Qin Yun was stunned for a moment and didn't know how to answer.
The elder of the Beiming Sect sat on the chair, showing no aura of a powerful man with supernatural powers, but the invisible pressure aura naturally emerged, which was enough to make people feel awe in their hearts unconsciously.
Qin Yun has the Haoran Righteousness Art to protect his body, and his mind is extremely determined. He can still maintain an attitude of neither being humble nor being arrogant in front of the other party, but this question is really hard to answer.
Can't he say that he didn't dare to go into battle because he was worried about your magical ancestor's conspiracy?
Fortunately, Qin Yun was not lacking in quick wit, and after pondering for a moment, he replied respectfully: "My disciple injured his internal organs in the first battle, so he is unable to participate in today's competition, and I'm afraid he won't be able to play tomorrow. Thank you, senior."
Regarding his answer, Zuo Ci, who was sitting nearby, also secretly applauded.
The reasons Qin Yun gave were not only upright and impeccable, but also expressed his dissatisfaction in a subtle way. It could be said to be polite and polite, and by the way, it also laid the groundwork for his departure tomorrow.
In that battle in the morning, everyone saw with their own eyes that Qin Yun was injured by the sword energy.
Huang Potian's long eyebrows moved, and an evil smile appeared on his lips: "Is it that serious? I remember that you used the talisman in the end? But it doesn't matter, Qian'er."
Talisman?
Qin Yun's heart moved, and he knew that Huang Potian regarded the Qiankun Armor that he was forced to display as the power of a talisman.
Such misunderstanding is definitely not a bad thing. Qin Yun has always been worried that the secret of the Qiankun Tianmending Stone will be exposed, so he will not easily use his magical power in front of others.
But from other people's point of view, they would not believe that an innate warrior could possess supernatural powers, so even top-level experts like Huang Potian did not make too many associations with it, and simply attributed it to the function of the talisman.
You must know that the art of talismans inherited by Taoism is extensive and profound. Spiritual talismans, treasure talismans, and divine talismans all have infinite magical uses!
However, Huang Potian's words still had a strong hint of beating, and he seemed to be very dissatisfied with his reasons.
This made Qin Yun secretly feel strange about the other party's intention. (To be continued.)
