"I know that woman. She is the talented disciple recruited by Binghu. I heard that she has the best first-level qualification."
"It turned out to be her. When you said it, I remembered it. It seemed that the three major hidden sects wanted to accept her as a disciple that day, but the man was unwilling. He didn't join the three major hidden sects, but joined a third-class sect instead.
I really can’t figure it out.”
"Yes, yes, it's really a flower in..."
"Be careful what you say. Although Binghu is a third-class sect, it still has a very deep foundation."
…
As soon as Ye Mo and Mu Xiaoyun arrived at the competition venue, people around them immediately started talking. Ye Mo acted as if nothing had happened, but Mu Xiaoyun felt angry when she heard others saying that she was in love.
Yu Yuyan, who originally wanted to go up and belittle Ye Mo, stopped immediately after hearing the words of others next to her. She finally understood why Ye Mo was able to get on this boat. It turned out that he was here to eat soft food. She also
She didn't expect that the first-level genius she heard about last time was actually Mo Ying's wife. This guy was really lucky.
Yu Yuyan snorted coldly, and was about to leave with her classmates from Shang Qingshan. But when she turned around, she suddenly remembered something, and her face suddenly became a little ugly.
Mu Xiaoyun appears here, and he is still a first-level disciple recruited by Binghu. So where are the people sent by Liao Wei? Could it be that Liao Wei didn't catch Mu Xiaoyun and just let it go? Liao Wei just let it go like this because he was afraid
Shang Qingshan, but how could he be afraid of Mo Ying and Mu Xiaoyun who lived in Huangping Village?
At first, because she knew that Ye Mo and Mu Xiaoyun would be taken away by the Liao family, she didn't want to pay attention to this matter. Now that she thought about it, she realized that the matter seemed not that simple.
"Junior Sister Yuyan, let's go forward and see how Senior Brother Sima shows off his power today. A mere young disciple who has just entered the outer sect dares to fight with our Senior Brother Sima. He really doesn't know how to live or die." After Yu Yuyan turned around, there was someone beside her.
Immediately, a senior brother from Shangqingshan said something to please him.
"Senior Sister Mu, are you here too?" Fei Zhen, a newly recruited disciple from Binghu, and several other disciples also came to watch the fun. When they saw Mu Xiaoyun, they quickly came over to say hello. Just when they thought, Ye Mo was not worthy of Mu.
Senior sister, but they are also new disciples who have just joined Ice Lake, so this kind of thing is just a thought.
Mu Xiaoyun smiled slightly and nodded.
"Haha, Brother Mo, I didn't see you just now, so you are already here." Liu Lei saw Ye Mo and immediately walked over happily. Because he was younger than Ye Mo, and he admired Ye Mo.
, simply changed the name. Only if he has experienced it personally can he know how amazing the pill Ye Mo gave him is. If this kind of pill were put at an auction, it would definitely fetch a sky-high price.
Before Ye Mo could answer, someone next to him snorted and said, "You're going to die, but you're still so happy. I admire your courage."
Liu Lei looked back at the speaker, who was the Shangqingshan disciple Fan Cheng who had had a conflict with him. He immediately sneered and said: "Okay, after the duel between Sima Ping and I, let's continue the duel, okay?
Egg agrees. If you don’t have Egg, then don’t chirp.”
"Haha, you duel with me? I really want to kill you myself, but you don't have the chance to come in front of me." Fan Cheng laughed, feeling that Liu Lei was overestimating his abilities.
Liu Lei stared at Fan Cheng coldly. "I just ask you if you have any eggs to agree to. If you don't have eggs, get out of the way."
Fan Cheng suddenly laughed loudly again. He raised his hands and clasped his fists, looked around and said, "Everyone, after this man dueled with Senior Brother Sima, he actually said that he was destined to duel with me. Well, I, Fan Cheng, agree with him.
.But I don’t think Senior Brother Sima will give me this opportunity, haha.”
Liu Lei ignored him and turned to Ye Mo and said: "Brother Mo, I heard that I will lose in this handicap. Do you want to make a little fortune?"
Ye Mo smiled slightly. He really didn't like these small coins. For him, gold coins were really dispensable. What he needed was not gold coins, but spiritual herbs and spiritual stones.
Suddenly there was a burst of warm applause and some noisy sounds. Ye Mo looked up and saw a man flying onto the ring. His movements were very smooth. He even did a somersault in the air, and then steadily
He landed steadily on the ring. Although he looked really ugly, he was very powerful.
As expected, he is at the peak of Huang level cultivation, and he looks to be less than thirty years old. Judging from his actions on stage just now, his light body kung fu is still very good.
"I'll go first, this kid is already impatient." Liu Lei greeted Ye Mo and walked onto the ring unhurriedly. His momentum was much worse than that of Sima Ping.
Ye Mo secretly laughed, he knew that this Liu Lei was very showy, and the reason why he came on stage calmly was because his body lightening skills were not very good, or in other words, they were far inferior to this Sima Ping.
…
Although the competition scene is very lively, few really high-level figures come to watch, and they are all disciples. Most of them are businessmen and ordinary people who come to watch, maybe to make some money in this competition, and then watch it.
Just lively.
"I heard that Mo Ying and Liu Lei are friends?" Although Yun Ziyi did not go to the deck, she had already seen the excitement on the deck.
"Yes, miss, I found Mo Ying at Liu Lei's door yesterday. They should have met in Hangshui City. Should we go and have a look?" Xiaoling asked casually.
Yun Ziyi shook his head, "What's the point of a duel between two yellow-level warriors? Let's go, let's go back..."
Speaking of this, Yun Ziyi looked at Mu Xiaoyun next to Ye Mo, shook her head again and said, "What a pity."
…
"The duel begins." The judge of the competition is a Xuan-level patrol on the ship. Generally, such patrols are responsible for the security and disputes on the ship. When the dispute cannot be resolved, the two parties to the dispute will go on stage to duel.
Then at this time the patrol will act as a judge.
It's a judgment, but it's actually very simple. Just say something to start. As for the process of the duel, they don't ask at all. No matter what method you use to kill the opponent, you win. There is only life here.
And death, there is nothing foul and undeserved.
When Sima Ping heard the judge say that the duel had begun, he smiled and pulled out the long sword from his waist. With his current cultivation level, he can step into the Xuan level at any time. There is nothing to worry about when dealing with a guy in the middle of the Yellow level.
of.
"If you call me grandpa three times now, and then get under my crotch, I will leave you hands and feet..." Sima Ping chuckled, and even paused for a moment before continuing.
: "Of course, you still have to give me your life."
"Idiot, you have a life to live and don't talk nonsense to me anymore..." Liu Lei didn't wait for him to finish his sentence, the scimitar in his hand had already brought a blade of light and went straight to Sima Ping's eyebrows.
Dare to attack? Sima Ping showed a cruel smile, but his evil smile suddenly froze. Liu Lei's knife was too fast, and it was simply not a speed that a yellow-level warrior could achieve. It seemed that he had just seen him chop the knife.
As soon as he moved, the knife had already reached his forehead.
Sima Ping was certain in his heart that without Xuan-level inner energy, it would be impossible for him to strike such a fast blow. Even he couldn't strike such a fast strike with this strike, and Sima Ping was immediately stunned.
If he had known that Liu Lei was a Xuan-level cultivator, he would not have been so careless, but he was actually careless with a person whose cultivation was higher than him.
Almost instantly, Sima Ping broke out in a cold sweat, and he had no time to raise the long sword in his hand to block it hastily.
"Ding dong..." The scimitar in Liu Lei's hand barely paused and continued to slash straight down. This was not a fancy move, nor did it have any changes, it was just such a simple slash.
But this strike came with a speed that Sima Ping had never imagined, and not even his long sword could stop it in the slightest.
As soon as the long sword in his hand was lightened, Sima Ping immediately knew that he was finished. Any mistake during the duel could lead to his death, and he actually made three fatal mistakes.
The first mistake was that he didn't understand the opponent's cultivation level, and even thought that the opponent was not as good as him. The second mistake was that he underestimated the opponent, and even underestimated an opponent whose cultivation level was higher than his, letting him chop him down in front of his eyes.
One knife.
If these two mistakes were not fatal, then the third mistake was that he did not even think that the scimitar in his opponent's hand was a top-quality weapon equivalent to a magic weapon, and his long sword did not even block it.
Sima Ping felt his brows go cold, and a kind of inner fear welled up from the bottom of his heart. He actually lost, and he lost with one move. If he usually lost with one move, he would lose, but now he lost continuously.
Life was also lost.
Boundless darkness rolled in, and Sima Ping's last feeling was that his chest was kicked with a strong force, and then he flew up. Only then did the blood on his eyebrows fall down, falling from the deck to the sea.
From the time when Sima Ping was killed by Liu Lei with a knife, to when Sima Ping was kicked into the sea by Liu Lei. It only took a moment. Many people did not even adjust their expressions of cheering Sima Ping, and the duel was over.
The huge contrast caused the scene to suddenly become silent.
It was promoted enthusiastically for several days, but in the end the duel ended in just a moment. The contrast was too great. If it was Liu Lei who lost, then everyone thought it was right, but he lost exactly.
It was Sima Ping from Shangqing Mountain. Not only did he lose, he also lost ugly and miserably.
"How is this possible..." Fan Cheng muttered to himself in despair, but Liu Lei's shout made him tremble again.
"Fan Cheng, it's your turn now. You just said you wanted to duel me in front of everyone. I, Liu Lei, am waiting for you to come up here. You are a disciple of Shangqing Mountain. Don't let others see that you are a shrunken egg.
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