This scene on Arena No. 9 made everyone widen their eyes and shut their mouths.
Ye Xiaochuan's attack was too fast, and the distance was less than five feet. If he used the dragon claw hand, unless his cultivation was much higher than him, he would definitely suffer a big loss.
Everyone couldn't figure it out. Wasn't this guy just fascinated by Mo Xiaoti's charming magic? Why did he suddenly laugh wildly and fight back?
When Mo Xiaoti was thrown to the ground by Ye Xiaochuan, everyone understood that it was all an illusion. Ye Xiaochuan was simply showing off his talent by not acting in the troupe. The pig head he was drooling at Mo Xiaoti just now
Even Yun Qiyou, who had always had great confidence in him, felt that Ye Xiaochuan was really confused.
In the end, all this was a good show put on by Ye Xiaochuan.
As for why Ye Xiaochuan put on such a painstaking pretense, he actually just wanted to see what the love thread is.
Now he finally understood why Mo Xiaoti's white dress was different from others, why it exposed her left hand and shoulder, it looked so exciting, but actually there was another reason!
Ye Xiaochuan turned his hands into claws and stroked Mo Xiaoti's ivory-like smooth arms, and unexpectedly a layer of very thin things fell off, like thin threads, but of transparent color, which was wrapped around Mo Xiaoti's arms.
On her arms, you can't tell with the naked eye that her arms are wrapped around this kind of thing.
After Ye Xiaochuan pulled off his love string, he kicked Mo Xiaoti in the stomach. Mo Xiaoti screamed and was kicked far away.
Ignoring Mo Xiaoti, Ye Xiaochuan discovered that the love thread was very long, at least two feet in length. If he hadn't felt its weight in his hand, he wouldn't have seen that there was such a ball in his palm.
A baby as thin as a thread.
I saw Ye Xiaochuan taking out the wine jar from Qiankun bag, pouring some on Qingsihuang, throwing away the wine jar, sucking in the palm of his hand, and a broken slate fragment under his feet was sucked into his palm. He suddenly removed the slate fragment with his hand.
Knead it into powder and blow it against the love thread in the palm of your left hand. The dust is immediately blown away, but the next moment, a strange scene appears. As the dust disperses, Ye Xiaochuan's hand slowly appears like a mess.
thin line.
Ye Xiaochuan shook hard, and the thin thread spread out instantly. Now he could see it very clearly. The whole thread was as thin as a hair, about two feet long. It was originally invisible, but there was wine on it and it was stained by the wine.
After the dust is gone, you can vaguely see the entire love thread.
"Hahaha! So this is the Love Silk Wrap! It has always been wrapped around your arm! Fortunately, this young hero is very clever and has noticed this! Everyone, take a look, this is the most mysterious magic weapon of the Hehuan Sect, the Love Silk Wrap!"
At this time, the area around the arena was in an uproar. The disciples on the Zhengdao side had not yet reacted much, but the disciples on the Demonic Cult side were already exclaiming in surprise.
The disciples of the Demon Sect had only heard of the Love Silk Winding, but never knew what kind of magic weapon it was. The Hehuan Sect’s thousands-year-old secret about the Love Silk Winding was actually disclosed in public by Ye Xiaochuan!
Mo Xiaoti, who was kicked away, just got up and immediately vomited a mouthful of blood in anger and shouted: "Give me back my love!"
Fairy Yimiao under the jade jade, her face was extremely gloomy at the moment. The biggest advantage of Qingsiluo was its concealment, but somehow Ye Xiaochuan saw through it and snatched it away!
Now, this magic weapon has no concealment at all.
Yu Jizi was caught off guard by the sudden reversal of the situation in front of her. After a while, she said: "The love thread turns out to be an invisible thin thread on the arm? Even a sixteen-year-old boy from my sect can snatch it away easily.
, but nothing!"
Fairy Yimiao's pretty face was livid, her body was shaking with anger, and she couldn't say a word.
With a thought in Ye Xiaochuan's mind, the previously abandoned edgeless sword flew back to his hand with a gleaming green light. He took the sword and walked up to Mo Xiaoti who had sprayed three liters of blood. He threw Qingsi Luo to her and said: "You lose
Got it!"
Mo Xiaoti took over Qingsi Luo with a pale face. She knew that she had indeed lost this time, and she had also caused a big disaster, letting everyone in the world know Qingsi Luo's secret!
She glared at Ye Xiaochuan angrily, but Ye Xiaochuan's kick just now was so severe that it broke three of her ribs. When she wanted to speak, she immediately felt her blood and energy rising.
The barrier on the ninth stage was torn off. When the elder referee stepped onto the stage, he saw Ye Xiaochuan twisting his buttocks and dancing a very coquettish dance, like a Hu Xuan dance or a belly dance, matching his
rustic.
The petty expression and the bruised face are as disgusting as possible.
When the elder referee came closer, he seemed to hear something humming from the boy's mouth. When he listened carefully, the white-bearded elder immediately smiled bitterly and shook his head.
"Invincible is so, so lonely. Invincible is so, so empty. Alone at the top, with the cold wind blowing constantly, who can understand my loneliness!"
The elder referee announced that Ye Xiaochuan had won this round. Ye Xiaochuan still did not step off the ring. He kept dancing with his butt on the stage. The disciples of the Cangyun Sect covered their faces. It was so embarrassing. If you win the competition, you should be cheered.
Yes, it should be a happy face, it should be famous and famous.
Only this Ye Xiaochuan stayed on the ring and refused to get off, thinking that his butt was moving beautifully.
Before Ye Xiaochuan completely ruined the reputation of Cangyun Sect, Gu Jianchi gritted his teeth and asked Zhao Wuji and Su Qin to go up and drag this guy down. If he couldn't drag him down, he would knock him unconscious and carry him down. He must not continue to be embarrassed.
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Ye Xiaochuan was finally dragged off the ring by Zhao and Su. As soon as he entered the Cangyunmen crowd, Ye Xiaochuan unexpectedly found that no one congratulated him. Instead, they all looked at him with contempt. It seemed that everyone
They all have a look of shame.
"What are you doing! I won! Why don't you congratulate me? Don't praise me? Don't praise me?"
Yang Jiu covered his face and muttered: "Senior brother, the way you twerked and danced on the ring just now was so disgusting!"
Ye Xiaochuan was stunned. He looked around and saw that everyone also had expressions of shame and anger, while other disciples of the Zhengdao sect pointed at the disciples of the Cangyun sect.
"Do you have any taste? This is the most classic hip dance from the Western Regions! A bunch of country bumpkins!"
Ye Xiaochuan rolled his eyes. He had won the first competition and was in a happy mood. He was too lazy to argue with this group of bumpkins who had never seen the world.
The senior brother spoke and said: "No matter where the classic dance is, if you dare to twist your butt in the ring again, you will have to think about it for three years, you will inevitably do it!"
I have to say it harshly, because Ye Xiaochuan drew the lottery very well and it shouldn't be difficult to defeat his opponent in the second round.
If this guy continues to dance in the ring after winning, the Cangyun Sect's thousands of years of wisdom will really be destroyed. This guy must be warned in advance!
