Luomei and Nangong Qingsu fought for nearly a hundred battles, and were finally defeated. Although they were defeated, no one dared to underestimate Luomei, who was just a little maid.
In the sea of people, Zhou Trouble grabbed his chin with his index finger and murmured to himself: "Oh, I didn't expect this little beauty to be so good at martial arts. It's definitely not easy for Nangong Yexue to suppress her. I'm going to see a good show..."
Nangong Qingsu defeated Luo Mei, and the victory was not easy. His clothes were messed up and his forehead was wet.
"Brother, are you okay?" As soon as Nangong Qingsu came back, Nangong Qingyue stepped forward and diligently served tea and water.
"I really underestimated that damn girl, she is as difficult as a ghost." Nangong Qingsu looked at Nangong Wuming as he said, and he breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that there was no blame in Nangong Wuming's eyes.
Nangong Wuming smiled and raised his tea cup to Nangong Xiaoyao from a distance, "The disciples taught by my third brother are pretty good, pretty good."
"It's okay, it's okay!" Nangong Xiaoyao raised his glass, with a smile that couldn't be hidden. Although Luomei lost, she was proud of her defeat.
"Luomei, sit down and rest for a while." Nangong Xiaoyao asked Luomei to sit down. Seeing Luomei's uncertain face, he advised: "Since ancient times, there has been no best in literature and no second in martial arts. You have such skill at such a young age.
It is comparable to ordinary people. Don't take it to heart if you fail once. I believe you can become a first-class master in the future and stand above thousands of people."
"Third uncle, you just gave Luo Mei some tips, she didn't become your teacher." Ye Xue said coolly.
"Xiaoyexue, in front of so many people, can't you give me some face?" Nangong Xiaoyao covered his mouth and whispered.
Ye Xue pretended not to hear Nangong Xiaoyao's words. Seeing Luomei dripping with sweat and looking like she had exhausted her inner strength, she just threw the Ah Li on her shoulder to Luo Lan and told Luo Lan to take good care of one person and one fox, and then walked step by step.
Walk onto the stage.
"Miss, come on!"
Master, come on!
The two of them said almost at the same time.
Ye Xue didn't look back, her temperament was as sharp as a poplar tree in the desert, bending upright.
"She's on the stage!" Xuanyuan Aotian's eyes were cold but extremely focused.
"Yexue is on the stage!" Lin Ruhai was a little worried.
"Oh, is this the waste of the Nangong family?" Su Yinhu stood by the window with deep eyes, "Her performance this morning was really extraordinary. It's just the finals, and she can only stop here..."
"The young master is here, I have to open my eyes to see clearly..." Zhou caused trouble.
"Hey, this is Nangong Yexue, who threatened to defeat the second boy of Nangong this morning..."
"What a loud tone. Her opponent must be the number one player in the third team..."
"Yes, those who use swords. I don't know which one of them is strong and who is weak..."
Nangong Zhanfei held a big sword in his right hand and flew directly to the ring.
Ye Xue, who had no internal energy, just walked step by step. Thousands of people around her saw that Ye Xue had fallen behind before the fight even started, so they all turned their backs on her.
"It's really impossible for an outsider's kung fu to win against an inside's zhenqi..."
"Able to defeat second-rate masters in seconds, even if Nangong Yexue loses, no one will call her useless anymore..."
"Yes, considering her age, she is really powerful..."
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"Mobei Nangong showed his wind and used the cold ice sword technique." Nangong showed his sword skills a few times, and the wooden arena was scratched in several places by his sword blows.
"Jinling Nangong Ye Xue." Ye Xue stood with her feet spread out and stood firmly on a horse.