Rebirth Space: The Immortal Master is Proud of Her Poison

Chapter 43
In order to avoid meeting Mu Fengqing, Ye Junyu waited for her to finish all three challenges before Shi Shiran played.

Seeing Ye Junyu, who was dressed in black, come on stage, many unfamiliar warriors in the audience began to gear up.

You must know that in this competition, he lost all three games and still lives in the lower court, but he is a student from the outer court of Qingyun College.

Those who win a game can enter the middle courtyard.

Two are available for admission to the Upper House.

If you win all three games, you can become a student of Academician Gao, and you can also participate in the four-nation competition. You will definitely be a student of the empire.

But many low-level warriors want to find a soft persimmon to win a game, just move out of the lower house.

Therefore, Ye Junyu stood up, and the eyes of many students lit up. This is the legendary weak.

Many warriors flocked to climb the arena.

And Zhao Shiru and others have already finished the competition.

They just stood aside mockingly and watched the excitement.

A green shadow flashed in the crowd, and Ye Junyu saw the red-sleeved maid of the Sixth Princess standing aside to watch the excitement.

"Stop~!"

In the end, he was stopped by the ring referee. He looked at Ye Junyu who was indifferent, and the student who wanted to go to the ring with his head squeezed and said coldly: "According to the rules, number 130 will be on stage in this round."

All I heard was a man jumping into the ring with joy.

The rest of the warriors who were not on the wheel all cast envious little eyes.

Mu Fengqing frowned and shouted loudly: "Yezi, come on."

The one who jumped onto the ring was a thin man with a rogue-like face. He confidently shook his obscene head and said meanly:
"Hey, little girl, if you kneel down and kowtow three times, the Lord will let you do three tricks, so as not to make you lose too embarrassingly."

"Yeah, yo, yo, Brother Qiang is mighty."

"Ah bah, hurry up and don't waste time."

"The little girl met Poppi."

"Don't talk nonsense, let's start." Ye Junyu waved her hand casually, and picked up a big black wooden stick in her hand.

Swept towards the man.

The man didn't panic, an orange light circle instantly erected on his body, and he rushed towards Ye Junyu with a big knife in his hand.

'Hit her, middle! Ye Yurou clenched her hands tightly, secretly praying that Ye Junyu would be knocked to the ground.

There was a loud "bang~".

A figure quickly flew out of the arena and hit the ground heavily.

Everyone just felt a flower in front of them.

The man was hit with a heavy stick, and he was beaten out severely.

It was too fast, and he was kicked out of the ring with just one move.

When everyone looked at him with an 'ouch' sound, the man who got up had a bluish-red mark of a wooden stick on his face.

Can't help roaring with laughter.

"Hahaha, too weak."

"Brother Qiang, what's more, go home and pour water to wash your wife's feet."

"It's called a dog-beating stick!" Ye Junyu stood calmly in the center of the arena holding the wooden stick.

The breeze blows slightly.

Let all women who feel that this time is sacred and inviolable.

With shame on his face, the man ran away in despair.

This time Ye Junyu won the first round of the competition, and it was a victory that should not be underestimated.

"The second round begins, who will come up to challenge!"

"I'm coming~!" A beautiful figure lightly landed a foot away from Ye Junyu.

This time it was a handsome woman who took the stage, holding a Xuanbing sword in her hand, she stared at Ye Junyu and said, "Junior Sister, aren't you going to change your weapon?"

Although the woman in front of me is a bit mysterious.

But the wooden stick is very disadvantageous to Xuan Bing itself.

Also, that ruffian just now was too weak.

"No, please~!" Ye Junyu's wooden stick was in front of her body, the woman smiled slightly, and an orange sword energy rolled up a sword flower, and stabbed towards Ye Junyu.

"Ding Ding Dang Dang~!" The crisp touch sound resounded on the ring.

The two figures quickly fought together.

On the surface, Ye Junyu's figure was agile, and not even a trace of mysterious light was lit up around her.

And the woman on the opposite side is obviously the third rank of Wuxuan.

And the basic skills are very solid.

The strength between the dancing of the sword and the flower is also strong.

Even Zhao Shijie and others already knew that Ye Junyu was not easy.

I didn't expect that she could control her profound strength so skillfully.

The woman waved her hand, and a sword qi slashed towards her like a rainbow. Ye Jun happily followed the stick, and the long stick danced with a huge circle of light, blocking the rain of swords in the sky.

Just one stick, as if it can withstand ten thousand swords.

This made the opponent's sword energy never reach her side.

The strength of the woman's running is getting stronger and stronger.

Hearing her soft drink, the overwhelming orange sword energy came menacingly.

"Bang bang bang~!" In the eyes of everyone.

A huge wave of white light swept across all the dense sword edges, and directly slashed back.

"Bang~"

Another bang.

The stage was silent.

The woman stepped back a dozen or so steps in a 'deng deng deng', a streak of blood flowed from the corner of her lips.

The body is on the edge of the ring.

After swaying a couple of times, he managed to stand still.

"I lost, I'll call Fang Mingying!" The woman clasped her fists together, jumped off the ring and ran towards the rear.

"Okay, Ye Zi won!"

At this time, there was sparse applause from the arena.

Ye Yurou's palms were about to bleed. Just before that, she failed to defend the ring and only won one game.

The third elder brother only has two games, this person, what is she relying on?
Thinking about it, he looked at Baili Suotang beside him.

But did not get half a response.

Looking at Zhao Shiru again, she was extremely angry.

That's right, this Miss Zhao family only defended the ring twice, she tugged on Zhao Shiru's sleeve and said softly:

"My fifth sister is so powerful, I've never seen her use Wuxuan before.

did not expect."

"Didn't think of anything?"

"Better than us!"

"Ah bah, Zhao Zhong, come on!" This is the fourth-rank warrior who followed her siblings.

It was specially cultivated by the Zhao family to protect their younger generations.

Normally it is not made public.

What's more, Zhao Zhong is the Zhao family's internal decision to enter the four-nation competition.

Including Mu Fengqing, who has protective guards in the open and in the dark, and the aristocratic family likes to do this.

Unless it is a last resort, it will not be easily exposed to others.

It was an accident for Mu Yun because he wanted to go alone, so he deliberately got rid of the subordinates who followed him.

"Seventh sister, don't mess around."

Zhao Shiru glared furiously, and said viciously to the young man beside him: "Go, beat her down, otherwise I won't be able to get around you."

Zhao Shijie's eyes flickered slightly, otherwise, let Zhao Zhong play, and it would be fine if he played three games.

Zhao Zhong looked at the two masters, nodded silently, and strode onto the ring.

His footsteps were steady, his walk was sonorous and powerful, and he approached Ye Junyu step by step with a heavy mace in hand.

"Leaves for weapons!"

Ye Junyu shook her head lightly. This seemingly ordinary wooden stick was found by her among the many weapons in the space, and it seemed to be light and fluffy.

It is as heavy as a jun, and it is heavy in the hand.

　unit of measure
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(End of this chapter)