In Fantasy City Academy, the arrival of the martial arts competition brought a long-awaited bustle. Some students who were going to participate in the conference naturally took the last time to practice, while other students were preparing for the arrival of the guests. Even
The daily classes were temporarily reduced a lot. Jian Yanshang followed Ling Yun all the way to the dean's office, attracting the attention of the students.
Now she is wearing a black gown, with long flowing hair, pure and lovely. The Qi Ao beside her has a temperament that makes people unable to look directly at her. The three of them walking on the road have become a line of scenery, but their faces are extremely calm, as if they don't have those eyes.
Average. "Master, this martial arts competition is very lively?"
Before Jian Yanshang went to the boundless forest, he happened to pass by a corner of the college and heard two senior students discussing about this martial arts competition. "It's just that there are more people. We naturally have to prepare."
It is more sufficient, plus you have met with the disciples of Wantian Valley and Foyin Temple before, and you have a rough understanding of each other's strength." Ling Yunda did not shy away and spoke.
"So, master, who do you think will come out on top?" Jian Yanshang felt that when it comes to cultivation, the first one is Zhikong from Foyin Temple. Firstly, his strength is higher than that of his peers, and secondly,
With his high intelligence and good nature, and the personal guidance of the abbot of Sanfoyin Temple, Jian Yanshang, who was at the junior level of Qing level, could only slightly beat Zhi Kong. Now that she has advanced, she is no longer afraid, but there is no guarantee that he will.
What kind of opportunity, suddenly upgraded like her.
"Whoever I think my disciple thinks is who I think my master is." Ling Yun curled up the corner of his mouth and threw the question to Jian Hanshang.
Naturally, Ling Yun couldn't say something arrogant, but that didn't mean that Jian Yanshang couldn't say: "Then I'm going to belittle myself. The first disciple is going to be decided, will Master mind?"
"You're talking nonsense again. There are many masters in the martial arts competition. Not to mention those outside, the senior brothers and sisters in the academy are enough for you to learn from them. However, my disciple has this idea, and I am very happy to be my master." It seemed to be a scolding.
, the pride in his eyes still exposed Ling Yun's thoughts.
"What the master teaches is that the disciple should go to the medicine hut and pick up a few life-saving medicines. Otherwise, he will never come back and live up to the master's wishes."
With a wink at Qi Ao, Jian Yanshang dodged towards another path. Ling Yun was about to catch up, but was blocked by Qi Ao: "I hope the dean won't chase him."
"I don't know the details of sir, but he must be the one who values my disciple, so he is willing to lower his body and follow her. I hope sir can protect her." Ling Yun could clearly feel that Qi Ao's pressure was far greater than his own.
It was much stronger, so he restrained all his aura.
"One day she will be able to protect herself and us." It is a promise, a promise to protect Jian Yanshang until she is able to protect herself.
Ling Yun's old face showed a trace of longing for Qi Ao's words, "Thank you for your kindness, I will go back to prepare things first. The martial arts competition will really wear out these old bones." Ling Yun
As he spoke, he turned around and walked towards another path.
Qi Ao glanced in the direction where Jian Hanshang disappeared, and disappeared in the same place. He didn't know whether he followed Jian Hanshang or went to other places, but Jian Hanshang on the other side had already taken the medicine.