Ye Xiaochuan happily accepted everyone's blessings, but why was Yang Jiu, the junior sister next to him, more excited than himself? Look at her red face, shining eyes, and trembling arms, as if she was about to go on stage to fight later.
Not myself, but her.
As a middle-aged referee walked onto the ring, Ye Xiaochuan knew it was his turn to appear.
He looked around for the last time, and there were all familiar faces. Suddenly he saw the master with his hands behind his back outside the crowd. Looking from a distance, the master seemed not as old as before, but on the master's cheek, it seemed that
It still has some vicissitudes of time.
Ye Xiaochuan saw his master's eyes, waved and shouted: "Master, I will not let you down!"
The drunk Taoist raised the wine gourd and waved it, but still did not speak.
Yun Qi stood quietly beside Ning Xiangruo and other female disciples, and Ye Xiaochuan also saw her.
Their eyes met, and Ye Xiaochuan suddenly grinned at Yun Qiyou, showing two sets of white teeth.
Damn boy, even with a black nose and swollen eyes, he still looks so wretched when he smiles.
There was no sign of caution among the crowd. He had already started to collect money. He only accepted bets from Demon Cult disciples. This was the order of the boss. Eat as much as you can and get rich in this wave.
Unfortunately, he couldn't support it alone. After a long time, he collected bets from less than ten people, totaling five hundred and thirty taels.
The crowd surrounded the ring, and Ye Xiaochuan had no choice but to use his physical skills to jump over the heads of everyone and land firmly on the ring.
Before the cheers could be heard, there were sighs and laughter first. Most of the sounds came from the disciples of the Demon Cult. In such an important competition, a good-looking young man had two panda eyes on his face when he came on stage, and his face was all blue and purple.
Come on, this guy seems to have been hit hard even before the fight started. It would be weird if he didn't make a few jokes.
After sighing, several cheers came out from the Cangyun Sect disciples, coming from Zhu Changshui and others.
Ye Xiaochuan was angry, thinking that if you didn't shout earlier, you would wait until everyone from the Demon Sect had finished teasing you. Are you applauding me for my movement just now, or are you applauding the Demon Sect for making fun of you just now? You just don't have any brains.
Brain, I heard that being an idiot is a disease that is contagious. It seems that you should stay away from these idiots in the future, lest you become an idiot yourself over time.
After Ye Xiaochuan came on stage, a soft white light flew out from the demon sect camp. Above the white light stood a woman wearing a white skirt. The costume was very strange. There were no sleeves on her left arm, revealing her ivory-skinned arms and fragrant shoulders.
"beauty!"
Ye Xiaochuan's heart skipped a beat, thinking that the Acacia sect is all handsome men and beautiful women. It seems that this rumor is not groundless. Yu Linglong is very beautiful, and this Mo Xiaoti is not bad either. He has an upper-middle-class appearance and looks to be only eighteen or nineteen years old.
, an oval face with striking willow eyebrows, a small nose with white teeth and red lips.
"What a pity. What a pity that she is a female disciple of the Hehuan sect! She must have the same unruly private life as her senior sister Yu Linglong."
Someone on the ring sighed secretly in his heart. This guy said whatever he thought of, saying: "The girl is so beautiful, why did she become a disciple of the notorious Hehuan sect? What a pity!"
When Mo Xiaoti Wan'er smiled, she felt like a breeze supporting the willows, full of charm. Ye Xiaochuan even smelled a very light but soul-stirring aroma coming from the opposite side.
The demon sect disciples were already scolding: "You stinky young man with unwanted dentures, have you fallen in love with Fairy Mo?"
"Ye Xiaochuan, if you like beauties, why don't you join our holy sect? There are so many beauties in the Acacia sect, and the acacia technique in the room is so wonderful that it is guaranteed to make you want to die!"
Vulgar voices were heard one after another, and the righteous disciples in the south cursed one after another, especially some of the thin-skinned female disciples, who were already blushing with shame at the dirty words.
Ye Xiaochuan didn't blush. Although his current appearance was inelegant, his bruised face covered up some of his embarrassment very well.
He stood carelessly on the ring, looking at Mo Xiaoti who was three feet away in front of him, staring at Mo Xiaoti's exposed left shoulder and left arm, which perfectly explained what the opposite of a gentleman looks like.
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Mo Xiaoti chuckled again, and the laughter was touching. The blue waves in her eyes swept away it, and Ye Xiaochuan felt that his bones were numb.
He said with a smile: "Mo Fairy, don't worry, I, Ye Xiaochuan, never hit women, I will be merciful later."
Mo Xiaoti said with a smile: "I didn't expect Ye Shaoxia to have such compassion and cherish the jade. That little girl thanked Ye Shaoxia first!"
Gu Pan'er is going crazy, Yang Jiu is going crazy, Gu Jianchi has a look of helplessness, Zhao Wuji covers his face with his hands...
How could the disciples of the Cangyun Sect not know who Ye Xiaochuan was? He was only sixteen years old, and his vitality was not fully developed. He started teasing his senior sisters in the Cangyun Sect, and his lustful reputation was second to none in Cangyun.
I thought that after these six months of experience in the human world, my mind would be firmer and more mature. However, as soon as I came on stage, I was given a flirtatious look by Mo Xiaoti. This guy has lost his soul, so how can he fight?
Yang Jiu shouted: "Senior brother! Don't be smitten by her charm!"
Her voice could not be heard on the stage among the countless noisy voices around her.
Ye Xiaochuan folded his hands on his chest and started chatting with Mo Xiaoti on the ring about everyday things, as if he had no intention of taking action.
At this moment, the face of Yu Jizi, the head of the Cangyun Sect under the jade biscuit, has turned dark, and the faces of the entire Cangyun Sect have almost been embarrassed by this kid.
Fairy Yimiao was extremely proud now and said to Yu Jizi: "Fellow Taoist Yu Jizi, is the disciple on the ninth stage your Cangyun's? It seems that this young hero is going to lose in this match."
Yu Jizi said calmly: "He is still young. He is only sixteen years old this year. He should be the youngest among the 500 disciples of Cangyun Sect in this year's fighting. The young mind still needs to be tempered for a few years, but your
As a female disciple, it will not be easy for me to defeat the sword in his hand."
Fairy Yimiao took another look at Ye Xiaochuan who seemed to be fascinated by the sky on the No. 9 ring in the distance, and said with a smile: "Oh, really, I want to see this sixteen-year-old young swordsman.
How capable you are of defeating my disciples, but if you lose before you even draw your sword, you will become a laughing stock!"
Among the ten arenas, the other nine arenas have already started fighting, but only the ninth arena still does not look like it has started, and it has already caused a lot of booing from the surroundings.
While Ye Xiaochuan was still chatting with the beautiful woman, suddenly, a thin white light struck Ye Xiaochuan at lightning speed.
Ye Xiaochuan was unprepared and didn't even notice the thin line of white light flashing towards him. None of the surrounding disciples noticed this either. Only the disciples and elders with advanced cultivation seemed to vaguely see a thin line of white light.
A line of white light shot towards Ye Xiaochuan from the side.
