Just when she was about to go on stage, the young man climbed up from the ring with strong strength. He looked up and stared at Nangong Yi's sinister and ferocious face, his body swaying a little.
"I said, I will not lose, and my dignity will never allow me to lose to you!" He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes becoming more determined.
The young man's voice caused Bai Yan to freeze in her steps and stay in place. She looked up at Bai Xiao's handsome face and felt mixed feelings in her heart.
"Xiao'er..."
This guy is indeed her brother.
There was a bitter smile on the corner of Bai Yan's mouth. In the past few years, why wasn't she so stubborn? Knowing that there was danger ahead, she still moved forward and never stopped.
Bai Xiao at this moment really looks like her...
"Ha!" Nangong Yi smiled sarcastically, "Bai Xiao, in fact, as long as you admit defeat, I will let you go, so why are you so stubborn? Isn't this looking for death?"
Bai Xiao wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and looked at Nangong Yi coldly: "I just want the world to understand that she has my brother behind her to support her!"
He wanted to protect her for the rest of his life, no matter what!
The young man's words hit his ears with the gentle breeze, like a warm current flowing through Bai Yan's heart.
If you have a brother like this in this life, what else do you want?
Bai Xiao didn't even look at Bai Yan since he stepped onto the ring, but was fully immersed in the battle.
The same is true at this time.
He held the sword with firm eyes, and his figure was like lightning, shooting towards Nangong Yi quickly.
The sarcasm at the corner of Nangong Yi's mouth was even worse. He reached out and grabbed Bai Xiao's sword hilt tightly, and punched him in the heart...
Fortunately, Bai Xiao deflected his body and dodged Nangong Yi's attack. However, after he dodged a punch, the opponent's moves came at him like a violent storm.
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"This is where my precious disciple has lived for so many years?"
On the streets in the imperial city, Qiu Shurong frowned tightly, and a touch of disgust flashed across his eyes. Not to mention this kind of place compared to the Holy Island, even the residences of the outer disciples of the Holy Land were better than it.
It’s really hard to imagine how my precious disciple has lived in this place for so many years?
"Boss, third child, my dear disciple said she doesn't want us to interfere in her affairs. Wouldn't it be bad if we came here without telling her?"
The person who said this was clearly Ren Yi, who was walking in the middle. His expression was a little nervous and his eyes were filled with worry.
"Didn't you see what that girl Yiyi wrote in her letter? How dare a man come to harass the disciple? We, as masters, have not done much for the disciple? Why don't you come to support her at this time?"
Zheng Qi sighed softly.
Taking on such a talented disciple really saved them trouble and effort. They never had to worry about it, so forget it. Even their alchemy skills were taught step by step by their precious disciple.
If they don't help her, how can they live up to her calling them master for several years?
"Boss, second brother," Qiu Shurong frowned slightly, "Recently, someone from our Holy Land happened to come to Flowing Fire Country to recruit people. My disciple will definitely be interested in this kind of thing. Why don't we go to the palace competition venue and we will definitely meet our disciple.
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"Okay," Ren Yi nodded in approval, grabbed a pedestrian on the street, and asked, "Where is the empire of your Flowing Fire Kingdom?"
They came out in a hurry this time and did not bring any followers, nor did they notify the Holy Land disciples in Flowing Fire Country. However, when the Holy Land recruits people for competitions, they usually use the palace competition venue.