"Ahem, ahem, Xiaoyun Sect's Xie Qijun wins this match. Let's move on to the next match."

In order not to delay other people's competition, Lin Xian'er quickly took Xie Qijun away.

"Second Brother, do you feel that Xie Qijun looks a little familiar?" Qi Ling'er felt that Xie Qijun looked a little familiar from the first time she saw him, but she couldn't remember where she had seen him specifically.

Qi Sheng disdained to talk about Xie Qijun, "Junior Sister, we went to the Jin'an Palace for a while before. He was the tenth prince."

It turned out to be him. Qi Ling'er remembered that what impressed her most at that time was the Tenth Prince's eyes. At such a young age, they were filled with hatred. He was obviously a prince, but he was bullied by everyone in the palace. He was just a prince, and Qi Ling'er no longer paid attention to him.

Xie Qijun woke up and touched his forehead, "Master, did you hit my head again?"

Don't remember? Hey, Lin Xian'er was happy. "How is that possible? I am your master, I must protect you, how could I hurt you again? Disciple, don't worry, next time Master will definitely catch the bastard who hit you. You should rest for a while. Now it's the Medicine King Valley competition, Master will study it."

Xie Qijun didn't say anything else. He was very sure who had smashed it.

[Host, your ability to talk nonsense is getting better and better. Awesome.]

"I was just rationally seeking advantage and avoiding harm. Besides, I was trying to save him. If I really killed Yun Rao, wouldn't that just make us enemies again? Sigh, I'm such a worrying master."

Today's competition ended quickly. In the next few days, Lin Xian'er and Xie Qijun did not encounter any strong opponents, so they entered the finals smoothly.

The time finally arrived at the final day. There were twenty people entering the competition, and the top ten among them had the opportunity to win the Dragon Roar Sword.

The previous match ended quickly, "Qi Ling'er from Medicine King Valley versus Xie Qijun from Xiaoyun Sect."

Damn, so excited, Lin Xian'er was excited. Could Xie Qijun bear to hurt Qi Ling'er? She turned to look at Xie Qijun. The guy had a heavy face, probably thinking about what to do. Woo woo woo, true love, gently patted Xie Qijun's shoulder, "Just try your best, it's okay if you lose, Master won't blame you."

Xie Qijun turned to look at Lin Xian'er with an unhappy look in his eyes, "I won't lose."

Okay, okay, okay, Lin Xian'er knew that this guy was being stubborn, so go ahead and run towards your true love.

Taking a deep breath, Xie Qijun suppressed the urge to rebel and stepped forward with a stern look on his face. He would use the result to prove that he hated this woman.

At the start of the match, Xie Qijun ignored Qi Ling'er's next words and attacked directly, using fire and water attacks, his sword energy never stopping. Qi Ling'er used the magical tools of Yaowang Valley to easily dodge, and her disdain for this man grew deeper and deeper. A useless person's life was a waste. Then, with a fierce anger, countless petals scattered, accompanied by destruction.

Xie Qijun unfolded a protective shield and stared at Qi Ling'er. Even if he couldn't kill her, he would cripple her for hurting him so many times.

The fight on the stage is getting more and more intense, both sides are fighting for their lives. [Host, why do I feel like these two are mortal enemies?]

Lin Xian'er looked at the two wounded people and felt a little strange. What about the love in this novel? Didn't Xie Qijun love Qi Ling'er so much? [Ah, I know this is a love-hate relationship, the more you love, the more you kill.]

Xie Qijun lost consciousness upon hearing this and was stabbed by Qi Ling'er. After they separated, he glared at Lin Xian'er fiercely. "You dead woman, you're talking nonsense again." But he quickly adjusted his state and fought with all his strength.

Lin Xian'er was speechless after being stared at for no reason. She didn't do anything special, so how could the male culprit be sick?

Both sides were depleted of spiritual energy. Xie Qijun thought for a moment and pulled out the spiritual spring water Lin Xian'er had given him, quickly restoring his energy. He quickly drank from the bottle, leading everyone to believe he'd taken a spiritual energy-replenishing elixir. As a junior sister from Medicine King Valley, Qi Ling'er had no shortage of elixirs, so she quickly replenished her spiritual energy and joined the battle once again.

The two sides looked at each other, neither wanting to delay any longer, so both of them used their best strength to use their trump cards, and water and fire blended together, making it difficult for outsiders to see what the result would be for a moment.

When calm returned to the stage, Xie Qijun stood on the stage stubbornly, but Qi Ling'er could no longer hold on and fainted.

"Junior sister," Qi Sheng rushed to the stage the moment the barrier disappeared and supported Qi Ling'er. Seeing his beloved being so seriously injured, he lost his mind for a moment and a wind blade flew towards Xie Qijun.

Lin Xian'er also stood in front of Xie Qijun at this time, blocking the attack and said in a bad tone, "Are the people of Medicine King Valley so unwilling to lose?"

Before Qi Sheng went crazy, Xiao Mo, the eldest brother of Medicine King Valley, stopped him and told him not to embarrass himself again. "Friend Lin, Medicine King Valley admits defeat. Qi Sheng's behavior was inappropriate. I apologize to you. Please forgive me." After thinking for a moment, he took out a medicine bottle and said, "This is Medicine King Valley's Soul-Replenishing Pill. Please accept it."

Lin Xian'er looked at Xie Qijun, and her meaning was very clear: let him make the decision himself.

Xiao Mo understood and bowed to Xie Qijun, "I hope you can understand, Xianyou Xie. Qi Sheng was anxious at the moment. He and Junior Sister have a good relationship. When people are impulsive, they tend to make mistakes. I'm sorry, I will teach him a lesson when I get down."

After waiting for a while, Xie Qijun asked Lin Xian'er to accept it. His main goal was to teach that woman a lesson and let Lin Xian'er know that he really, really, really didn't like that vicious woman.

Lin Xian'er received the signal, quickly took the soul-replenishing pill, and helped Xie Qijun down to rest.

Xiao Mo looked at the backs of the two men. Was their master-disciple relationship real? However, this had nothing to do with him. Turning around, he looked at Qi Sheng sternly, "Don't embarrass Yaowang Valley again. Go back."

Although Qi Sheng was unwilling, he still had to listen to Xiao Mo's words and carry Qi Ling'er down for treatment. But before he left, he glanced viciously in the direction of Xie Qijun. He would not let go of anyone who hurt his junior sister.

The competition continued, and soon it was Lin Xian'er's turn. Her opponent was the Sword Sect's senior brother Jiang Qinghe.

Lin Xian'er couldn't help but complain, this was definitely a shady deal, "Disciple, don't worry, Master won't be embarrassed."

Lin Xian'er walked onto the stage aggressively, made a handsome move, and the moment the opponent drew his sword, she hit him with a brick.

"Bang~", the figure fell to the ground.

The whole place fell silent again, everyone was stunned. That was the genius of the Sword Sect, the most capable successor of the Sword Sect. And you fucking told me that he was knocked unconscious by a brick, are you an idiot?

The Sword Sect leader Chen Ping had a gloomy face and asked, "Jiang Qinghe, what are you doing?" He was extremely angry inside, because this was his proudest disciple.

[Host, you are cheating. Be careful, the more you expose yourself, the more dangerous it is.]

[Huh, this brick of mine looks just ordinary. How could anyone possibly think it's a divine weapon? Cheating is better than me getting hurt in a fight.]

A magical artifact? Xie Qijun looked at the brick in Lin Xian'er's hand in surprise. Such an ordinary thing is a magical artifact? Who was so eccentric that he could have made it? It couldn't just be used to hit people, right?

Even though many of the Sword Sect members didn't want to admit this, they had no choice but to declare Lin Xian'er the winner, as Jiang Qinghe still hadn't woken up. The audience was furious, demanding their money back. Many of them had bet on Jiang Qinghe to win, many of them personally, and yet he was effectively crushed by a brick. Damn it, money back! Money back!

Seeing the crowd's outrage, the Sword Sect could only dispatch people to suppress it forcefully, and today's competition had to be terminated. Lin Xian'er took advantage of the chaos and fled with Xie Qijun.

After leaving the competition venue, Lin Xian'er couldn't help but slap her head, feeling extremely annoyed. She was too high-profile again. She couldn't change her impulsive character, but she just didn't want to suffer the pain anymore. She couldn't bear it.

Xie Qijun touched Lin Xianer's head and said, "Master, it's okay. It's his own problem. It's not your fault."

Really? She was afraid of causing trouble for the sect, but she was always on the way to trouble. Well, Lin Xian'er stopped thinking about it. Anyway, it was done. She returned to the inn to comfort her little heart.

In the Sword Sect, Jiang Qinghe finally woke up. He started, "Master, the competition..." What happened? He wanted to avoid the brick, but was suppressed by an invisible force and could not move. Then he lost consciousness.

"Tell me the details." Chen Ping didn't believe that his apprentice would make such a mistake. It could only be that Lin Xian'er was abnormal. The magic weapon in her hand was too strange since the beginning of the competition.

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