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He Yunqing was puzzled: "If the three are similar in strength, will each win only one match?"

Xuanyingzi smiled wryly when he heard the words: "This is why for so many years, the top of the yellow list is all monks from high-ranking sects. The serial number of the second round has nothing to do with the results of the first round. Our Xuanji sect is an eighth-rank sect. Therefore, the opponents of the two of you must come from fourth-rank sects, and this is the advantage of high-ranking sects."

He Yunqing and He Yunqing looked at each other, both of them understood clearly.

Among the 300 people, half of them are disciples of the fourth-rank and fifth-rank sects. The first-rank disciples have one realm. Even if the disciples of the fourth-rank sects face the disciples of the eighth-rank sects, it may not be easy for them to lose. Among them, the first ones to fall behind are often the disciples of the lower sects, even if there is a situation where everyone only wins one game, it is very difficult.

"So we are not taken seriously at all, right?"

Both Xuanyingzi and Xuanfengzi nodded, with bitterness on their faces.

In the evening, He Yunqing leaned on the railing on the seventh floor and looked at the scenery not far away.The sky was as blue as blue, and the clouds above the high mountains were churning, covering half of the sky. Only the setting sun shone through the gaps in the clouds, giving the clouds a golden edge.

"Senior Brother He." Yan Kuxin occupied the other side of the railing, staring intently at He Yunqing's side face for a long while before shifting his gaze to a higher place, "Why are you standing here alone?"

He Yunqing rested her chin with one hand and did not say a word for a long time.

After returning, Yan Kuxin only called Senior Brother He Yunqing.He Yunqing was not used to it at first, and he called it more often, but he gradually got used to this not-so-intimate address.Compared with confession or something, the relationship between teachers and brothers is undoubtedly easier to accept.

"Why do you say that?" He Yunqing asked in a low voice.After walking out of the secret realm, Yan Kuxin followed He Yunqing like a little daughter-in-law every day. He changed from his indifferent and relative appearance in the past. When asked by his uncles, Yan Kuxin replied that he was ignorant before, and it was He Yunqing's lesson that made him wake up. .

All of a sudden, He Yunqing's originally cold and indifferent image was passed on as a good senior brother who cared about his juniors. Even Xuan Yingzi had some criticisms about Xu Wandie's incident, so he couldn't help but praise He Yunqing again and again.

Yan Kuxin showed a mischievous smile: "Brother, do you want me to tell everyone that I have confessed my love to my brother?"

He Yunqing was silent for a while, then said, "Of course not."

"That's all." Yan Ku's smile deepened.

He just needs a reason to be able to follow this person dignifiedly. Before reaching the final goal, he doesn't mind following him in the name of a senior brother... to shield him from the wind and rain, and drive away all those who covet this person , until the end, this person will definitely be by his side.

Only him.

Only him.

"Go back!" He Yunqing was stunned for a while, seeing that Yan Kuxin was still maintaining the posture he had just started, he couldn't help reminding: "Tomorrow is the second round, don't delay."

Yan Kuxin's smile was as bright as the morning sun: "Yeah."

In the early morning of the second day, He Yunqing and Yan Kuxin, led by Xuan Yingzi, came to the venue for the second round of competition. It seems a lot easier, and the danger contained in it is also hard to ignore.

After all, the loser in the secret realm of Yunxiao will be directly sent out by the secret realm, and the second round of competition is life or death.

Since the battle of the Yellow List started, several monks have been severely injured due to sect conflicts and personal grievances, and even lost the possibility of cultivating immortals and completely turned into mortals.

After the 300 people arrived, three middle-aged monks suddenly stood on the platform in front of the arena. As soon as these three appeared, the atmosphere in the arena immediately became quiet.Yan Kuxin sent a voice transmission to He Yunqing: "Among these three people, there is the initiator of Huangbang, and there is also the cultivator who is in charge of arbitration today. I don't know the woman, but the strength of these three people should be above the Nascent Soul stage."

After explaining the rules of the competition, the bearded middle-aged monk shouted: "Get up!"

The 300 yuan token flew into everyone's hands like a streamer, and He Yunqing reached out to catch it. The number 39 was written on the token, which should be the number of the group he belonged to.Sure enough, after the tokens were issued, the middle-aged monk ordered everyone to move to the venue where each group was located, and the competition officially began.

When the monks in the same group secretly watched He Yunqing, He Yunqing also secretly looked at the two people opposite him.One is a monk from the Guanlan Pavilion of the fourth-rank sect, who came from the same sect as the young monk I met that day, while the other is a female cultivator from the Feiyun Sect of the fifth-rank sect. This female cultivator is full of ambition , seems to be stronger than that male cultivator.For the unknown He Yunqing, this beautiful female cultivator just glanced at her and turned her head away, not paying attention to He Yunqing at all.

He Yunqing glanced at her lightly, then turned her head away.

In the first match, the two fought for more than half an hour, and it ended with the female cultivator winning.

In the second match, He Yunqing faced the male cultivator of Guanlan Pavilion. This person's cultivation base was even worse than the cultivator he had seen that day. He Yunqing did not use all his strength to easily defeat this male cultivator.

Until this time, the beautiful female cultivator raised her head to take a careful look at He Yunqing, and immediately lowered her eyes casually.

After resting for a quarter of an hour, He Yunqing stood up and faced the female correction face.

The female cultivator glanced at He Yunqing, and a trace of embarrassment flashed in her eyes: "Why didn't you draw your sword, are you a sword cultivator?"

He Yunqing didn't answer, and summoned his spiritual energy, used the first change of Izumo Transformation, and blasted towards the female cultivator directly.The female nun couldn't dodge in time, the corner of her skirt was scraped off by the spiritual force, her fair thighs were faintly visible, although no one made a fuss, she felt that all the monks in the audience were staring at her.The female cultivator suddenly turned from embarrassment to annoyance. During the confrontation, her moves were merciless, and her moves aimed at He Yunqing's Achilles heel.The number of times has been too many, even if He Yunqing has a heart to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade, she can't help but want to hit hard at this moment, not to mention that this female cultivator is beautiful, but her head has grown to the sky, which is really annoying.

"boom!"

He Yunqing fought more and more bravely, the female cultivator couldn't dodge in time, and took a step back, it became more and more difficult to parry He Yunqing's attack, and there was a trace of hatred in her eyes staring at him.

He Yunqing's expression froze suddenly.If he didn't feel wrong, this breath should be...

The instinctive reaction to danger made him quickly take a big step back, his movements were swift, but——

"boom!"

A burst of earth-shattering sound instantly attracted the attention of all the monks present. This blow was so shocking that even monks who were fighting in other venues could feel the strong aura fluctuation contained in it——Cultivator of Yuanying Stage A full blow!

As for Yan Kuxin, he was only carelessly playing tricks on his opponent, and his expression was quite relaxed.He turned around and found that the place where the sound came from was No. 39 where He Yunqing was. Yan Kuxin's face immediately changed drastically, his fingers trembled so much that it was difficult to hold the sword, and his heart was beating non-stop.His pupils dilated suddenly, he swung his sword, and flew to the No. 39 field at the fastest speed, but he only saw a collapsed ruin.

"Who did it?"

"Who did it!"

Yan Kuxin wandered around No. 39 for a long time like a lunatic, the madness in his eyes made most of the monks present dare not meet his eyes.

Suddenly, he stopped and smiled coldly.

Standing directly opposite him was a female nun in a red dress with a panicked expression.

"You did it." Yan Ku said affirmatively.

In the next second, Yan Kuxin's sword struck with the force of the wind, and the inflated aura in the cold shadow of the sword rushed on the female nun's face. The female nun instinctively wanted to avoid it, but Yan Kuxin put on an immortal face The endless posture, the sword wounds people, and the sword kills.The female cultivator was frightened by the madness and hatred hidden in his eyes. For a moment, she seemed unable to move her hands and feet, and just stood there blankly.

When Yan Kuxin's sword tip was less than half an inch away from her face, a pair of thick hands grasped his sword: "Young man, don't be irritable."

Yan Kuxin didn't pay attention to it at all, and the aura was released to an astonishing degree. What is surprising is that with only the foundation building ability, he was able to snatch the flying sword from the Nascent Soul cultivator and attack the girl again. build.

"Stop!" The arbitrator's majestic voice filled the entire arena. At this moment, all the monks present could clearly feel the enormous power possessed by the Nascent Soul stage monks.

Yan Ku held the sword in his heart, and gave the female cultivator a cold look: "No matter who you are, after the competition, you can never go back alive."

Turning around, Yan Kuxin met the arbitrator of the Nascent Soul Stage: "The battle for the Yellow List is decided, and monks can only win by their own strength. Please don't tell me, the arbitrator, the power just now is the true strength of a monk in the Foundation Establishment Stage. I hope that after the yellow list, the Arbitrator can give us an explanation, it is really easy to stop me today, but no sect will let their disciples die in vain for the sake of fame."

After all, he held his head high and didn't leave, just quietly looking at the ruins, his eyes full of sadness.

The next moment, Yan Kuxin's eyes lit up a little.

Using mana to move the circle of gravel away, staring at a figure gradually emerging from the silhouette, a hint of surprise flashed in Yan Ku's heart.Carefully wipe off the dust on this man's face and body with his fingers, his movements are as gentle as water, without any trace of the irritability and madness just now.

"Senior brother." Obviously feeling the spiritual fluctuations in He Yunqing's body, Yan Kuxin almost wept with joy.Hugging the person who was deeply asleep at the waist, and holding He Yunqing's sword with the other hand, Yan Kuxin just walked out of the arena under the watchful eyes of more than 300 monks, with a calm face and firm steps.

The author has something to say: my brother is crazy, I will watch over all those who are against my brother!The next chapter is a warning, a bit cruel

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