Oh, he didn't brake in time and fell into Ying Bing's arms.

Who made the aura hidden in Bingtuozi's sword energy so cold? Could he be blamed for this?

Li Mo thought about it and glanced at Ying Bing.

The girl didn't look at him. If it weren't for the lingering fragrance on her nose, everything that had just happened would seem as if it had never happened.

But Xiao Li can be sure.

The heart that suddenly beat faster just now was not my own...

"I'm glad you're all not hurt."

"As for the outcome..."

Shangguan Wencang's gaze swept across the young boy and girl, and there was a hint of speechlessness in his eyes. This really made him feel troubled.

"He/she wins."

The two said in unison.

Ying Bing was talking about the bet.

Li Mo felt that he shouldn't be so ungrateful after getting an advantage.

To be fair, he did lose just now, but after Bingtuozi threw himself into his arms, he didn't finish him off.

There is indeed a gap in strength.

Unless he blesses the world seed and uses the Meteor Hammer of Panjie, he cannot even control that power, and it does not completely belong to him for the time being.

After thinking for a while, Li Mo said:

"Our private bet, of course, only concerns the two of us."

Shangguan Wencang saw that his tone was sincere and he had no attachment to the so-called chief disciple, so he nodded.

"In that case, Ying Bing will be the first in the martial arts competition and the chief of the current generation."

The words fell.

Cheers rang out from the audience, and everyone on the stage stood up and congratulated in unison.

As the chief among a class of disciples and the future leader of Qingyuan Sect, they naturally need to express their recognition.

among the crowd.

The white-robed young man from Fen Yulin had a fiery look in his eyes, and then he looked at Li Mo next to him, revealing a hint of dissatisfaction.

The young man in the blood-red robe did not stand up, but there was no longer any ease in his eyes, only an inescapable sense of danger and contemplation.

In the arena.

"Yes."

Ying Bing didn't worry too much about this title.

It is enough for her and Li Mo to be in the top three.

It doesn’t matter much whether Qingyuan Sect’s leader is the leader or not, as it won’t affect the system’s ranking.

The system ranks geniuses regardless of their fame.

Shangguan Wencang looked helpless.

He had some understanding of Ying Bing's character. She was truly a person with no external thoughts in her mind. Perhaps it was because of this that she was able to reach a height that was unattainable by her peers.

The two people who are qualified to be the chief are not interested in this position. It is frustrating, but there is nothing we can do.

He put his hands behind his back and said loudly:

"In this martial arts competition, those who rank high will receive rewards."

"The top three can enter the library and choose a unique martial art. The remaining disciples will each receive a reward."

"You are all extremely talented and will become pillars of our sect in the future. With the world in such turmoil, I hope you will continue to maintain your enterprising spirit."

........

Speaking of unique skills.

Countless eyes were once again cast on the two people who owned Tianshuang and Chixiao respectively.

The rumors about these two swords are very popular within the sect.

Is this rumor true or false?

If these two people each took the corresponding sword techniques, the truth would probably finally be revealed.

......

The Jiufeng martial arts competition came to an end.

On this day, many changes occurred in the sect and many rumors emerged.

However, the days in Qiu Shui Pavilion remained the same as usual.

Li Mo hummed a little tune and cooked in the kitchen with the clanging of the pot.

The stream flowing through the yard makes a gurgling sound. The stream has become more and more spiritual recently, making the peach blossoms by the stream bloom especially brightly and vividly.

A petal fell with the wind, floating on the turning pages of the book, and became the girl's bookmark.

The booklet clearly states:

Moonlight Sword Canon

A copy of the "Sun Sword Manual" was quietly placed not far away.

"The meal is ready."

Li Mo poked his head out from the kitchen.

Ying Bing got up and went to the kitchen to help get the food.

"Master, Master?"

Li Mo patted the woman in the rocking chair, but she remained unmoved and only showed her back in a foul manner.

Student Li thought she was asleep, so he went around to the front.

But I saw that Master’s eyes were silent, as if he had lost his soul, and he was still muttering to himself.

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