Host, Please Don't Match Up with the Vicious Female

Luo Shuyun also obviously saw Song Qi, showing a gentle smile.

The other disciples who noticed Luo Shuyun whispered: "Did you see that? Senior Sister Luo actually laughed just now."

"I saw it too, and I thought I was wrong."

"I did laugh." Another person said, "I don't know who it is smiling at."

"It can't be at me." One raised an eyebrow at the others.

"Where do you have such a big face, you can still make Senior Sister Luo look at you and smile, it would be nice for people to look at you." Another person was quite disdainful.

Song Qi went to the player waiting area and sat down to prepare for the draw.

She sits at the back and sits with other outer disciples. This is almost the only chance for outer disciples to enter the inner sect. Although they know that the chance of winning is almost zero, everyone still holds the heart of winning the lottery. Many people signed up.

Song Qi sat on the seat holding a sword, and she noticed that even the outer disciples, 50.00% of them had their own swords.

She touched the sword in her hand and took a deep breath.

In the first few rounds, four games started at the same time, and only when there were 40 players left did they start one game at a time.

In the first round, her luck was pretty good. The one who was drawn was a disciple who was only at the third level of Qi training, and she knocked him off the stage in half a minute.

Fang Yue was a little surprised to see Song Qi being so straightforward.

"It's just a third-level qi training. She has already beaten others to the fourth level. It would be a shame if she can still lose." Fang Hui twitched his lips, quite disdainful, "I really look forward to meeting her, Then kick her off the ring."

Fang Ya propped her chin with an innocent expression, but what she said made her shiver: "It's better to deal with her directly in the arena, she is so annoying, brother Fang Yue reminded her so many times not to participate and come here again, let her She knew she was wrong, and when she died, she found out that she was still a piece of trash, so good."

Fang Yue looked at Fang Ya with a cold face. How could he think that this group of people was good before, but now he thinks that this group of people looks like devils.

"What's wrong with Brother Fang Yue?" Fang Ya noticed Fang Yue's eyes and raised her head in doubt.

Fang Yue looked away, not wanting to talk to her more.

"Brother Fang Hui, should we cause Fang Yaoyao some trouble?" Fang Yi asked.

"No need." Fang Hui twitched the corner of his mouth, "If she is allowed to take the stage with injuries, wouldn't it be a reason for her to lose, she is such a stubborn person, of course I have to defeat her at her best time, I hope she can meet me."

In the morning, because the inner disciples had a high chance of encountering the outer disciples, the competition proceeded very quickly.

Song Qi played three games in one morning, and all the people he met were outer disciples.

"I didn't expect her to be lucky." Fang Ya has been paying attention to Song Qi's movements.

"Heh." Fang Hui twitched the corner of his mouth and glanced at Song Qi.

He decided to make a move, he wanted to push Song Qi out of the forty.

In the afternoon, the number of people who could continue to participate in the competition was 160.

Finishing this match is half the battle. The layout of the square is very obvious. There are quite a lot of inner disciples, all in white. The outer disciples are dressed in blue, so it is easy to count. There are only three people left. , among the 160 people, only Song Qi still uses the unified saber.

Song Qi kept seven or eight spare swords by her side, and she had already changed three of her swords. During the previous practice, she didn't realize that this sword was so easy to break. Fortunately, the Qingshan faction would reimburse the damaged swords normally, otherwise it would be true. I can't afford to waste it.

Fang Yue looked back at Song Qi, who was sitting upright, and suddenly had a strange idea in his heart-she could go to the end.

When 80 people enter forty.

Song Qi met Fang Hui.

Looking at the smug expressions of the group of people, she knew that this must have been specially arranged by Fang Hui.

"Shall I lend you my sword?" Luo Shuyun sent a message.

"No need." Song Qi touched the sword in his hand, "I will use your natal sword, but it is just a little stronger than normal swords."

"You be careful."

"Ah."

Song Qi took three swords to the stage at once, and placed two beside the ring.

There was laughter all around.

Fang Liao looked at the audience with a dark face, and he also felt that it was just luck that Song Qi could come here.

Two people stood in the middle of the ring.

Fang Hui turned the sword in his hand and stared at Song Qi, the killing intent in his eyes was obvious.

Song Qi looked at him calmly.

Fang Hui is only at the ninth level of Qi training now, and Song Qi doesn't think it's a problem with the difference of two levels.

Leapfrog challenges are the strong ones.

With the sound of a gong, the game began.

Fang Hui rushed out with the sword first, and Song Qi dodged to avoid it.

After a few back and forth, everyone can see that Fang Hui wants to kill Song Qi, and every move is a killer move.

"What kind of hatred is this?"

"You don't know that, Fang Yaoyao is Uncle Fang Hui's illegitimate daughter, she is a disgrace to the Fang family, and she came to the Qingshan School this time because she sneaked out."

"Illegitimate daughter? Tsk, if I were her, I might as well find a rope and hang myself."

Luo Shuyun glanced at the two people who were arguing not far away, moved her fingers slightly, and the chair legs of the two people shattered and fell off the chair.

She snorted coldly and looked away.

Song Qi has been dodging, not even a sword.

"Fang Yaoyao, why don't you just admit defeat and kowtow to me three times, and I won't kill you."

Song Qi sneered: "You are so vicious at such a young age, I have never provoked you, but you have pushed me every step of the way."

She had already seen Fang Hui's moves clearly, she drew the sword out of its sheath, and attacked Fang Hui.

"Why be brave, everything you have done is in vain!" Fang Hui said.

Song Qi ignored him, half a minute later, the battle situation began to change.

"Is Fang Hui trapped by Fang Yaoyao?"

"It seems to be true, Fang Hui's routine has been seen through." Several inner disciples sighed with emotion.

Fang Hui also felt that he was restrained everywhere, and he felt a little irritable for no reason.

Song Qi's moves are getting faster and faster. She is a five-spiritual root, and she needs a lot of spiritual energy when cultivating, so the available spiritual power in her body is also more than that of the general Qi training level seven.

"Tsk, it's already two sticks of incense, and you still haven't been able to kill me? Are you still going to kill me? If you don't kill... I'm going to kill you." All of a sudden, the sword record in his hand has become more and more extreme, showing murderous aura.

Fang Liao slapped the table and stood up. Fang Hui didn't know where to start with Song Qi's sudden change, why Song Qi's moves changed so much.

I can't see what the specific sword technique is, but I can feel that every time she strikes a sword, there is a purpose, and there is order in the disorder.

The elder sitting on the high platform was also looking down.

"Fang Yaoyao's kid is actually pretty good."

"Yeah, although it is a spiritual root, the talent is not bad, and it is level six in just one year."

"Yes."

The elders nodded one after another, but no one proposed to accept Song Qi as a disciple.

"I don't know who she learned this sword technique from."

"It's a bit like those methods of people who have a lot of actual combat."

Several people laughed.

Where is a 12-year-old doll going to fight.

After Fang Hui showed an obvious flaw on the field, Song Qi pierced the opponent's throat with his sword.

Fang Hui couldn't dodge in time, Fang Liao glared, appeared on the ring, and missed Song Qi's sword. Song Qi frowned, and immediately turned around, and the sword slashed Fang Hui's cheek fiercely.

Following his screams, Fang Liao subconsciously slapped Song Qi.

However, Song Qi didn't retreat, Fang Liao took a step back, and even spat out a mouthful of blood.

There was silence all around, and everyone's eyes fell on their ring.

Fang Hui's face was bleeding, Song Qi exerted so much force that the wound on his face was deep enough to show the bone.

Fang Liao looked at the people who fell on the ring.

"Patriarch Fang, there are rules in the group arena. What do you mean by interfering with the competition at will and wanting to hurt my Qingshan faction disciple?" Lu Yuhuai looked at her coldly.

Fang Liao took a deep breath: "It's just that I don't want to watch their brothers and sisters kill each other."

Before Lu Yuhuai could speak, Song Qi sneered.

"Patriarch Fang is really interesting. When Fang Hui wanted to kill me at first, you didn't stand up to stop me." Song Qi dropped the sword in his hand and looked at him coldly.

The consciousness has already been mobilized, and after finding out that she can enter Fang Liao's consciousness at will, she simply invaded and slapped Fang Liao twice, and ran away when he was dizzy.

Fang Liao felt pain in his cheeks, and always felt that his spiritual consciousness had been slapped, but seeing Lu Yuhuai's appearance, he didn't want to be someone who could give him two slaps directly.

"It's just a misunderstanding." Fang Liao said with a dark face, "You really did it."

"During this time, Fang Hui kept reminding me that it's really interesting to sign a life-and-death contract when going to the ring. As expected of the Fang family, it's really shameless. The rules restrict other people, but I can do whatever I want." Song Qi Looking at Fang Hui coldly, "Very disgusting."

Lu Yuhuai glanced at Song Qi. He didn't understand why this child matured so precociously before, but now he has discovered some reasons.

Fang Hui kept silent, he was still in a daze because of his loss to Song Qi.

Fang Liao felt Song Qi's disgusting eyes, and shook his body: "You don't want to turn right and wrong into black and white."

"It's right and wrong. It's not like everyone didn't see how Fang Hui bullied me. Because of the great achievements of the Fang family, they dare not speak up." Song Qi looked at Fang Liao coldly, "Patriarch Fang, please explain clearly to everyone earlier. , I have nothing to do with you, you make me so sick that I want to change my blood."

"I have always heard that the Patriarch Fang is fair and just, but I have seen it today. I wonder if Patriarch Fang can leave the ring now." Lu Yuhuai said calmly, "Patriarch Fang, please don't interfere in the arena afterward. The seat will keep watching, if you accidentally hurt Patriarch Fang in order to maintain the rules, please Haihan."

"After all, as the head of the Qingshan faction, I can't just watch someone step on us and break the rules of the Qingshan faction."

"Since you have signed the contract of life and death, you must have the ability to accept the result. If the members of the Fang family are greedy for life and fear of death, and cannot accept this paper contract, it is better to withdraw from the top ten families as soon as possible. The Demon Battlefield does not need people who are greedy for life and fear of death. .” After Lu Yuhuai finished speaking, he flew back to his place.

Song Qi glanced at Lu Yuhuai, and then at Fang Liao, whose expression turned blue and white.

"Oh, it's disgusting." Song Qi left the ring with two words.