The night after the group stage ended, Murong Yunqing closed her eyes and meditated on the bed. After knowing her parents' safety, she was able to practice without any distractions.
Furthermore, her cultivation level had just broken through and she urgently needed to stabilize it.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
Suddenly, a sudden knock on the door woke Murong Yunqing out of his practice.
"who?"
Murong Yunqing became very vigilant. Regardless of whether it was appropriate to visit him late at night, he was simply practicing and could not be disturbed at will.
"Captain, it's urgent. Master Ying asked us all to go to the main hall. It seems there is something important about this sword discussion meeting."
"Okay, you go there first, I'll come back later!"
After Murong Yunqing heard that the person outside the house was Qiu Tai, his vigilance gradually faded away, but at the same time, a trace of doubt could not help but arise in his mind. What was the reason for Ying Tian to summon him late at night?
However, although Murong Yunqing was puzzled, he also knew that something worthy of Ying Tian's late-night summons would never be simple.
Murong Yunqing did not dare to delay, simply tidied up, then opened the door and walked out.
When she entered the main hall, Ying Tian was sitting on the main seat, and most of the others had already arrived.
Murong Yunqing didn't ask any questions and found a place to sit down. Later, He Liancheng, Zhao An and others who also participated in this elite sword discussion meeting also arrived one after another. When Wu Tian arrived, Xi Yunwen, who was seriously injured and unconscious, was removed.
Didn't come, everyone was here.
At this time, Ying Tian, who was still wearing a scholar's robe, suddenly spoke with a serious expression.
"I have brought you here today mainly because there are two things that I need to tell you. The first is to congratulate you first, Murong Yunqing, He Liancheng, Huangfu Xin, Xiao Qixuan, Qiu Tai, Wu Tian, you guys
, the performance this time was very good, and they all made it to the group stage. The same goes for the others. Although they were temporarily defeated, they lost with courage. Even though you lost, You Rong."
After hearing what Ying Tian said, Murong Yunqing knew the result of this group match.
In fact, because of the continuous battles, she rarely communicated with other people, let alone learned about other people's group stage results. However, in Murong Yunqing's view, such results were normal.
Including her, among those who qualified in the group stage, except for Wu Tian, whose background is unknown, they are all top-notch players. With such strength, as long as it is not bad luck, they will meet the seeded players in the first few rounds and qualify.
Basically there is no problem.
"The second thing is also the focus of what I want to say today."
When Ying Tian said this, he paused slightly, as if giving everyone time to accept it.
"Last night, the competition organizing committee held an emergency meeting. Due to some special reasons, the ancient battlefield was opened early. In three days, the entrance to the ancient battlefield will be opened.
Therefore, due to time constraints, the sword discussion meeting can no longer proceed as originally planned. In response, the competition organizing committee has urgently adjusted the competition system. The next round of knockout rounds and challenge rounds will be completed in the next two days.
, after the 20 places are determined, the subsequent ranking competition will be cancelled, and we will directly enter the ancient battlefield."
Murong Yunqing couldn't help being surprised when he heard this, but after a brief shock, his expression returned to calm again.
She has no ambition to compete for the championship. Originally she just wanted to enter the top 20 and get a spot in the ancient battlefield. Now that there is no subsequent competition, it is more to her liking.
Everyone else also showed relief after hearing what Ying Tian said.
For the subsequent ranking competition, they believe that their strength is still lacking. Instead of humiliating themselves and achieving success for others this time, it is not too late to seek opportunities after entering the ancient battlefield and fight again!
At that time, they may not be able to catch up from behind.
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After the meeting, after coming out of the main hall, Murong Yunqing returned to the bedroom. This change in the competition system made this elite sword discussion a bit anticlimactic, but such a change should be a success for each contestant.
All are acceptable.
After all, compared with the opportunities in ancient battlefields, temporary success or failure is nothing.
It is much inferior. It is always good to be able to enter the ancient battlefield one day earlier.
The next morning, Murong Yun had packed up early, and without forming a team with anyone, he came to the venue of the elite sword discussion meeting alone. In the eyes of many people who were either admiring, envious, or jealous, Murong Yunqing arrived.
There is a small open space in the middle of the player preparation area.
However, before she could stand still, a voice came from the other side: "Yun Qing, it's so early, what a coincidence! What a coincidence!"
Murong Yunqing didn't need to turn her head, just by hearing the voice, she knew who it was. That guy was really developing in the direction of Ouyang Yuxuan and Young Master Lianhua.
"Didn't you see in those books that this way of striking up a conversation is very backward?" Murong Yunqing said without looking back.
Dugu Sheng was stunned, the smile on his face suddenly froze, his brows furrowed, and after a long time he said solemnly: "Really? It seems I'm going to find some popular books to read."
When Murong Yunqing saw Dugu Sheng's appearance, he couldn't help being amused: "You'd better forget it. I think you should talk more, it will be more useful than reading any book."
"Really?" Dugu Sheng was slightly confused and asked shamelessly: "What are we going to talk about?"
Murong Yunqing touched his forehead and was speechless. She just felt that there was no way to continue the conversation. She could also see that Dugu Sheng's talkativeness and humor in recent times seemed to be learned from books.
I think he must have read some strange books recently, such as The Talented Man and the Beautiful Woman, The Grass Grows and the Orioles Fly, and Children of the Jianghu.
A long time ago, an ancient sage once said, "What you see on paper is only shallow, but you must know how to do it." Murong Yunqing didn't understand it before, but when he saw Dugu Sheng now, he suddenly understood.
It's just that this obviously newbie way of striking up a conversation is really inferior.
"Hey, Fairy Murong, what a coincidence! You are destined to come thousands of miles to meet each other, but if you are not destined to meet in the opposite direction, it seems that Pei and Fairy are a match made in heaven. Even God will favor you!"
Before Murong Yunqing could figure out how to answer Dugu Sheng's words, another greeting that made her even more speechless came from the other side.
The handsome young man, Pei Junliang, was holding a folding fan and walking towards Shi Shiran, which made Murong Yunqing have a headache.
After Mr. Lianhua finished speaking to Murong Yunqing, he turned his attention to Dugu Sheng: "This is Brother Dugu, right? The performance of the brothers in the Elite Sword Discussion Meeting impressed me with admiration. His calmness and unhurriedness,
Pei's generous behavior really admires him, Brother Dugu is really a role model for our generation!"
When Dugu Sheng saw this guy, he was in a state of excitement. Although he admired his eloquence, but in front of him, he teased Murong Yunqing and talked about fate, God's will and so on. This made this guy
The God King is unhappy, and he is very unhappy.
"Who is this guy?"
Dugu Sheng's face was uncertain, and he asked Murong Yunqing. Who makes his eloquence inferior to others?
At this time, the Lord God King didn't want to say a word to the guy in front of him who was so eloquent.
When Murong Yunqing saw Dugu Sheng's appearance, the smile on his face became even stronger.
She and Dugu Sheng have known each other for several years. During this time, Dugu Sheng has always been a serious person in her impression. Although it has changed in the past year or two, most of the time, he still looks like a stranger.
Don't get too close.
All in all, this tone and expression that was obviously slightly jealous was the first time she had seen it on this zombie's face.
However, before Murong Yunqing could answer, another voice came from one side.
"Haha, isn't this pity for the playboy? Why did you have time to come out of your beautiful girl's nest today? Do you think the flowers outside are more fragrant than the flowers at your home?"
"Damn it, you white loach, why do you have to follow me wherever I go? I don't like this. You should stay away from me as quickly as possible. The further away the better!"
When Young Master Lianhua saw the visitor, he immediately started chasing them away as if he were seeing the god of plague.
"Bah! Look at your face with an asshole. You're still holding a rag in such a cold weather.
Fan, I don’t know whether you have a brain disease or a sore on your body. With a face like a blooming chrysanthemum, you still dare to come out and scare people? Why don’t you stay away from my classmate Murong! Otherwise, I won’t get angry.
Kill you!"
Ouyang Yuxuan came over with a look of disgust on his face, and waved his hand, as if he was impatient to shoo away flies.
Today, Ouyang Yuxuan is wearing a set of green and green clothes, with a long sword hanging from his waist. He looks quite handsome. However, this opening immediately completely destroyed the majestic image he had created before.
With that look, he almost had to fight without rolling up his sleeves.
At this moment, when everyone's eyes are focused on these two loudmouthed men, where is the God King who came first?
The Lord God King has no sense of existence now, and his face is extremely ugly!
After first witnessing the eloquence of Young Master Lian and his ambiguous and flirtatious words, his face already looked very ugly. After all, some things cannot be judged by strength and cultivation. The parents of others are no worse than myself.
, he kept saying that he couldn't have an attack in public, so one can imagine how depressed he was.
After Ouyang Yuxuan arrived, Lord God King's expression became even worse. As soon as he heard the other party say 'my classmate Murong', Lord God King, who was earth-shattering and full of presence wherever he went, suddenly became angry.
Come to one place.
So, as if he was possessed by a demon, this lawless and invincible God-King immediately did something heroic and heroic by some strange combination of circumstances!
When everyone's attention was focused on Young Master Lianhua and Ouyang Yuxuan, the Lord God King's mind became hot. He reached out and hugged Murong Yunqing beside him, hugging her slender waist tightly.
, blurted out domineeringly: "She is mine!"
"Crack!"
Before anyone could react, a clear and loud slap suddenly sounded, and the reverberation lingered for a long time.
Murong Yunqing slapped him with a frosty face. The poor God King covered his cheek where he had been slapped. He was stunned and could not utter a single word. He looked like a wronged little daughter-in-law, but
He stood dumbly, with dull eyes and a stiff expression.
silence……
There was silence, whether it was on the field or in the viewing gallery off the field, it was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.
Time seems to have stopped at this moment.
"Haha~hahaha~!!"
After a brief silence, it was replaced by laughter.
At this moment, the poor God King deeply realized what it means to be "not handsome for more than three seconds" and what it means to "bring it to yourself".
When he turned his eyes towards Murong Yunqing with a face full of resentment, he met the other person's eyes that almost wanted to choose someone to eat. He was so frightened that he immediately withdrew his eyes, covered his face, lowered his head, and looked dumbly.
Don't talk and pretend to be a grandson.
Murong Yunqing glared at Dugu Sheng, snorted coldly, and walked to the other side without looking at him, looking extremely cold.
When Ouyang Yuxuan and Master Lianhua saw this scene, their eyes widened and they looked at Dugu Sheng with expressions of surprise.
Suddenly, Young Master Lianhua shouted, and three or two strode up to Dugu Sheng. Under everyone's astonished eyes, he slapped Dugu Sheng on the shoulder.
"Brother Dugu, no, Master Dugu, you are so awesome, so awesome, so shameless, you are simply a newbie in the gangster world! I have decided that from today on, you are one of us.
,Awesome, awesome!!”
On the other hand, Dugu Sheng, up to this moment, had not yet come back to his senses. He was completely confused, his mind was confused and he didn't know why.
After Master Lianhua finished speaking, he came back to his senses a little. But just when he realized what Master Lianhua said and wanted to refute, a hand was placed on his other shoulder.
, none other than Ouyang Yuxuan.
"From today on, the three of us are a family. The former 'Merry Two Young Masters' have become history, and from now on we will be the 'Three Elegant Young Masters'. I am the 'Little White Dragon in the Waves', and this is 'Lian Li'."
Playboy', as for Brother Dugu, depending on your fighting style, why not just call him 'Quick Gunner'!"
Dugu Sheng covered half of his face with a wry smile on his face.