Blame The Villain For Being Too Beautiful

The experience of fighting against Ning Jingyu during this period of time has almost been carved into his bones.

The moment the opponent attacked, Song Xuyi almost subconsciously avoided it, and consciously imitated Ning Jingyu's way of fighting the enemy, pinching the opponent's weakness and attacking back.

The opponent didn't expect Song Xuyi to be so cunning and straightforward, and hurriedly avoided it. The contemptuous eyes that were originally looking at Song Xuyi changed instantly.

Song Xuyi did not expect that he would succeed in counterattacking.

Apart from the stupefied feeling caused by the untimely reaction at the beginning, Song Xuyi found that he was very adaptable to this fighting style as he continued to fight. He almost relied on instinct to fight, and seemed to be able to predict the opponent's movements subconsciously and be able to react before the opponent. .

Even though the opponent's spiritual power foundation is much higher than Song Xuyi's, but after meeting Song Xuyi, there is no room for his spiritual power to be displayed. Like a bird trapped in a cage, it is extremely difficult to fight back.

Song Xuyi threw himself into the competition wholeheartedly, but there was an uproar on the spectator platform next to him.

The name Ning Jingyu has been silent for too long, just like a shooting star flashing across the night sky, it only shines for a moment and then disappears completely into the sky. Many people have heard of Ning Jingyu's deeds, but no one has seen it in recent years. Until Ning Jingyu made a move.

Therefore, when Ning Jingyu proposed to change his disciples to the most powerful group for the competition, everyone thought that Ning Jingyu was joking, but considering Ning Jingyu's reputation, he also had a subtle desire In the mood of watching a good show, the organizers still agreed to Ning Jingyu's request, and even deliberately ranked Song Xuyi as the first place in the competition for the sake of a gimmick.

No one thought that Ning Jingyu was not being blindly arrogant.

On the competition stage, Ning Jingyu's disciple's moves were fierce, a set of extremely simple swordsmanship was brought to the extreme by her, the whole person was like a sharp long sword, with an incomparable aura, invincible and indomitable, it made people feel cold , I couldn't help thinking in my heart: How much chance do I have of winning against this disciple?

And this is just a disciple who has joined Ning Jingyu's sect for less than ten years. In just a few years, the disciple has become so outstanding. How powerful is Ning Jingyu himself?

After about a hundred moves, unexpectedly and expectedly, Song Xuyi put the sword on the opponent's neck.

Facing the unbelievable eyes of his opponent, Ning Jingyu retracted his sword and saluted, and returned to the team of Xuanshu Sect.

The whole hall was silent, and thunderous applause broke out after a long while.

From the beginning to the end, she was extremely calm, neither arrogant nor impetuous, with the demeanor of a famous disciple, which made people admire her.

Ning Jingyu frowned slightly.

Song Xuyi didn't come back behind her, even though she won the fight, she didn't smile...

Ning Jingyu glanced at Song Xuyi, Song Xuyi lowered his head slightly, avoiding Ning Jingyu's gaze.

She is…

Are you angry with yourself?

After realizing this, Ning Jingyu sneered in his heart, thinking that he was too used to Song Xuyi, which made her develop such a temper.

He reminded himself not to take his apprentice's performance seriously, but Ning Jingyu was a little absent-minded for a long time after that, and couldn't concentrate. He couldn't help but glance at Song Xuyi several times, but he never met Song Xuyi's gaze.

Inexplicably, Ning Jingyu began to feel a little disturbed, and suddenly didn't want to stay in this place any longer.

And after seeing the famous scene where Song Xuyi used the weak to defeat the strong against the strong, although the subsequent battle with magical weapons and output of spiritual power looked very exciting, but when you look closely, you always feel that something is missing.

The reaction of the audience in the subsequent games was very little, until Zhao Wuyou took the stage.

Zhao Wuyou's equipment is astonishing: the clothes are woven with invulnerable silkworm silk, the bracelet on her hand is a famous magic weapon for protection, and the chain around her neck is a magic weapon that can increase speed... Especially the sword in her hand, It is even rumored to be a priceless magic weapon!

Of course, Zhao Wuyou won the competition.

However, after Zhao Wuyou won the match, his face was not happy at all, and even during the match, he almost missed and pierced his opponent with a sword.

Zhao Wuyou listened to the whispering discussions, his complexion became even worse for a while, and his eyes unconsciously looked at the place where Ning Jingyu was sitting before—

Xuanshu Sect didn't wait for Zhao Wuyou to compete at all.

Zhao Wuyou, in order to make Ning Jingyu treat her with admiration in order to achieve the amazing finale effect, specially asked someone to put her order at the back of the competition. She wanted to let Ning Jingyu understand her strength, but she did not expect that After all the disciples of Xuanshu Sect had finished the competition, Ning Jingyu led the Xuanshu Sect and his group to leave the competition field...

Ning Jingyu felt that he should say something.

After returning to the courtyard of Xuanshu Gate, all the disciples went back to their rooms, and Ning Jingyu left Song Xuyi behind.

Song Xuyi still had that resigned look, hanging his head and not speaking.

Ning Jingyu originally wanted to encourage Song Xuyi with a few words, but seeing Song Xuyi bowed his head and said nothing, Ning Jingyu suddenly felt the boredom in his heart grow more intense, he could only pursed his lips and said dryly :

"You can attack his lower body in the fifth move today, and attack his back with your right hand in the twelfth move..."

While analyzing Song Xuyi's fight, Ning Jingyu secretly glanced at Song Xuyi.

Song Xuyi still lowered his head, and said softly with an 'um': "Thank you, Master, for your teaching!"

There was no smile, no coquettishness, she was completely alienated and polite... Even her eyes that hid the starlight were no longer looking at her.

Isn't this what you want to see?

However, not long ago, he made up his mind to alienate Song Xuyi, and now seeing his apprentice's distant and silent appearance, Ning Jingyu felt that something was wrong.

Rationally knew that he shouldn't speak, but when Ning Jingyu realized it, he subconsciously explained it——

"I, I switched positions for you on the day you were made things difficult by that junior surnamed Zhao." Ning Jingyu said dryly: "With your strength, it is not difficult to defeat that junior, but she has a lot of magic weapons. , I was afraid that you would be hurt by her, so I let you practice for another three days, and then I was busy leading you to train. I thought it was a trivial matter, so I forgot to tell you—”

Ning Jingyu had never said anything similar to an apology in his life. After he finished speaking, he felt that his whole body was not well. He could only be thankful that his hair bun covered his ears today, and Song Xuyi couldn't see his red ears. Kou Hao? ⒎ 1 6 ⒏ 3

"It was you who said it," seeing Song Xuyi looking up at him, with that familiar starry smile appearing in his eyes again, Ning Jingyu heaved a sigh of relief, but his face was still slightly cold. With a haughty look: "If there is a rift between the two of you, you have to take the initiative to bring it up. If you encounter such things next time—"

Ning Jingyu met Song Xuyi's gaze: the girl's eyes are clear, and there is a star-like hope and encouragement hidden in her eyes, her eyes are admiring and ignorant.

Ning Jingyu was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly felt a little dry in his body. He struggled to restrain the urge to touch the top of Song Xuyi's skull, and turned his head away abruptly.

She swallowed back the words "I will remember to inform you next time", and changed her lines dryly in her throat: "I will remember to ask your opinion before making a decision next time."

She didn't know why she opened her mouth like that, only that the little apprentice finally laughed.

Even if she didn't turn her head, she could still imagine the little apprentice's lovable appearance with crooked eyebrows and shallow dimples.

"Master," when the little apprentice acted coquettishly unconsciously, his voice would have a sweet ending, like a feather tickling Ning Jingyu's heart: "I never thought that Master could tell me this."

"Thank you Master for being sympathetic to the disciple's feelings, I am very happy..."

Song Xuyi smiled and rolled her eyes, and inexplicably felt a strange sense of satisfaction in her heart that 'the child is finally sensible'. However, she had experienced Ning Jingyu's awkwardness, and changed back again in order to prevent Ning Jingyu's hard-won changes. , Song Xuyi started his own path of persuasion—

"Master, you don't know. When I first heard the news, I was very sad. I thought you despised me for being weak and wanted to use others to teach me..."

"Where is that nonsense!" Ning Jingyu's eyeballs moved, and he turned to look at Song Xuyi: "How can I use someone else's hands to clean you up?"

I couldn't bear to hurt my little apprentice, so how could I let others touch her hair?

"I knew Master loved me!"

Song Xuyi's smile deepened, and he grabbed Ning Jingyu's slightly stiff arm. Ning Jingyu struggled symbolically twice but failed to break free. Song Xuyi also understood Ning Jingyu's duplicity, and the smile on his face instantly Deeper: "But even though I know that Master can't harm me, I still feel wronged: I don't understand why Master didn't even tell me such an important thing. Even though my strength is low, I still want to know the truth when something happens, so that I can Find a way to deal with it together with Master, after all, I still want to be Master's disciple for the rest of my life..."

I don't know which sentence pleased Ning Jingyu, the corners of Ning Jingyu's lips curled up obviously, like a ferocious beast that has lost its claws, it seemed to have a bit of reserved docility.

Seeing Ning Jingyu like this, Song Xuyi also felt happy: she knew Ning Jingyu better than anyone else, and when Ning Jingyu was in a happy mood, he would become very talkative.

"I see."

Sure enough, the moment Song Xuyi finished speaking, Ning Jingyu's voice was obviously solemn when he spoke again: "I promise you, I will discuss anything with you in the future."

In the next few days, the two started training again.

Even though the Xuanshu sect didn't stay at the venue until the end, some spectators recorded the whole process with photo stones, and edited a few disciples who performed well and played them emphatically.

Now that he has come to the strongest group, Song Xuyi also decided to participate in the competition wholeheartedly.

After passing the preliminary test, there will be knockout matches every day, and Song Xuyi has enough time to study the strategies of strong opponents.

Song Xuyi bought a photo stone and analyzed it, and the worst premonition in his heart came true: the strongest enemy in his group was indeed Zhao Wuyou.

It's not that Zhao Wuyou's strength is so strong, but Zhao Wuyou's magical weapons are dreadful.

If it was someone else, Song Xuyi would probably maintain a normal heart, but now that he and Zhao Wuyou have formed a relationship, even if it is for the face of Xuanshu Sect, this battle cannot be lost.

Song Xuyi started training with Ning Jingyu every day.

Ning Jingyu was amazed by Song Xuyi's efforts. In her opinion, Song Xuyi is more than enough to face Zhao Wuyou now. At the beginning, she wanted to let Song Xuyi rest for a while, but Song Xuyi knew her weakness and said, "I don't want to lose to Zhao Wuyou." Worry-free, I want to prove that Master is the best master, and I am also the best disciple." He comforted Ning Jingyu, and Ning Jingyu began to think of ways to improve Song Xuyi's ability...

Time passed day by day, and as the schedule progressed, the disciples were also eliminated one by one, and Song Xuyi entered the semi-finals.

The more difficult it was to defeat the enemy, Song Xuyi also worked harder and harder: on the one hand, he continued to train his sword skills and speed, on the other hand, he kept watching Zhao Wuyou's combat images, looking for flaws in them.

Soon half a month passed.

Song Xuyi was already 80% sure that he could defeat Zhao Wuyou, and he was relieved. Originally thought that they would meet Zhao Wuyou in the final, but unexpectedly, Zhao Wuyou brought her mother Zhao Lin directly to the door—

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