Predecessors all over the world

The rules of drawing lots are very simple - the lots are twenty-five jade tablets, they are exactly the same, there is no difference at all, you can just pick up a piece, and you can only open it after inputting your own spiritual power, which means that it cannot be replaced.

In a sense, it’s time to test your luck. After all, if you accidentally draw a difficult opponent, you can basically stop there.

The atmosphere at the scene was a bit confusing...

Those who are looking forward to a fateful battle and want to designate an opponent.

Tao Xinying looked at her junior sister: "I would like to compete with my junior sister, but I don't know if I can do it."

Shui Youran took it lightly: "I'm also looking forward to competing with senior sister."

There are those who are eager to challenge the strong, regardless of ranking.

Yang Yi geared up: "Yun Ling, Mu Tianguang, Bai Yishen, you can just come and fight with Fa Xiu."

Kong Li: "Give it to you! I don't want it!"

There are drunkards who don’t care about drinking.

Su Xiaoman ran up to Yun Ling and asked with a smile: "How about we compete again?"

Yun Ling: "..."

There are those who are not in the right mood and only care about others.

Qiao Ping said: "Uncle, Feiying prayed to God and prayed to Buddha yesterday, hoping that you would not run into Taoist Fellow Yin."

Mu Tianguang: "..." So does he.

And Yin Miaomiao scanned the crowd and found that Xiang Tianya did not appear. She couldn't help but secretly regret it. Then she thought about it, Fengyun Club said it was fair, but the further you go, the more the sects are fighting. The top twenty five should be qualified to enter the secret realm.

Well, it's not necessarily a bad thing that he didn't come.

"Ahem." The dean of Renxin Academy who presided over the drawing cleared his throat and threw the twenty-five jade tokens into the air. "Each person takes one piece. It cannot be exchanged or substituted. Let's get started."

The glistening white jade plaque is suspended in mid-air, completely indistinguishable, and can be picked up by anyone.

Most people were more casual and reached for the piece closest to them. Only Yin Miaomiao had psychological shadow about the lottery. He stretched out his hand and then retracted it. Hesitantly, he couldn't help but ask for help: "Brother."

Yun Lian didn't wait for her to smoke. When he heard her calling him, he smiled, raised his hand to cover the back of her hand, clasped her fingers, and led him to get the piece on the left: "Let's take this one."

Yin Miaomiao held the jade token coldly. After inputting her spiritual power, she saw that the number was...zero! She was startled, and then she was overjoyed: "Brother!"

"Are you happy?" Yun Lian smiled slightly, took a jade token and opened it, revealing Shiyi inside.

"Happy." Yin Miaomiao looked up at him, beaming, "I like senior brother the most."

Yun Liao rubbed her head: "Then I'll whip it for you next time."

Yin Miaomiao shook her head: "As a human being, you must be content." Now that she had a bye, she had firmly entered the secret realm. It didn't matter who she got in the next round. Being lucky once was enough to make her happy.

"Hey, you're lucky." Someone walked up to her and took a piece. "You usually save it and use it today, right?"

Yin Miaomiao turned around in surprise: "Are you here?"

"Yeah." Xiang Tianya's face didn't look good, and he seemed to have been seriously injured, but he didn't seem to care and said casually, "You guys are here, let's join in the fun."

With that said, he unveiled his signature.

Yin Miaomiao: "...Haha!"

Xiang Tianya: "My day."

He drew number one, which was tragic enough, but what was even worse was that the other number was in the hands of Shui Youran in Huangyue Valley.

Yin Miaomiao could not express her sympathy in words: "You don't need to thank me for a glass of wine every Qingming Festival, that's what you should do."

Xiang Tianya: "..." Come on, let's hurt each other, "I hope you get Mu Tianguang in the end."

"Bah!" Yin Miaomiao spat, feeling happy in her heart.

After a stick of incense, Xiang Tianya and Shui Youran, who drew number 1, started the first game of the fourth round.

The person presiding over was the dean of Renxin Academy. This scholar with a feather fan and a turban knocked on the small gong: "The competition has begun. Please invite two fellow Taoists to come to the stage."

What is supposed to come will always come, and Xiang Tianya accepts his fate and goes on stage: "Please give me some advice, fellow Taoist."

"Please." Shui Youran cherished his words like gold and his face like frost.

The breeze blew through the treetops, making a rustling sound.

Shui Youran pointed his toes and jumped up into the air. His sleeves were stretched out from white silk. His hands had the momentum of "coming like a thunderbolt and then condensing its wrath, ending like a clear light in the sea." He blocked the sword towards the end of the world and wrapped the scabbard in white silk.

The spiritual power poured into it rushed towards his face, forcing him to take half a step back.

As expected of being the number one person in the Huang Yue Valley Su Sect, Shui Youran's spiritual power surpasses that of many monks of the same level.

"Draw the sword." Shui Youran said coldly.

Xiang Tianya didn't care: "Okay." The scabbard rolled over from the back of his hand and fell into his palm. The blade was slowly pulled out, and the clear blade was exposed to the air. The fresh air unique to ancient swords blew out, and the moon could be seen as it moved the clouds.

It's bright and clear, but also has the sharpness of blowing short hair.

The wind moves, the leaves fall, and the knife comes out.

Something was stirred up by the air flow of the knife and fell to the ground, white and green.

Everyone took a closer look and saw that the white one was a piece of silk that had been cut off, and the green one was a green leaf that was split into two. It turned out that the knife just broke not only the white silk of Shui Youran, but also the fallen leaves.

He was spared, but was forced to split into two halves.

Xiang Tianya's sword had already been put back into its scabbard. If it hadn't been for the mess on the ground, he would have thought that the sword strike just now was an illusion.

Shui Youran was frightened, thinking that he was not a martial artist and had no chance of winning if he faced the enemy head-on, so he immediately threw a few spiritual seeds to induce birth. A large number of thorns took root on the arena, growing and spreading crazily. In an instant, the flat arena turned into

into the rugged jungle.

With his backhand, Xiang Tianya slammed the knife into the ground. The compacted soil was instantly vibrated by spiritual power, and the moist mud sprayed out, mixed with broken branches of vines buried deep in the ground.

However, the dangers of the jungle are far more than that. The fungal plants that resemble small umbrellas burst in vain, and the translucent red spores were exploded and scattered in all directions. As soon as they were contaminated by the cassocks, they sizzled and soon...

Corroded away the lines on the clothes.

Drawing the knife towards Tianya and slashing diagonally, the invisible air spread out. Not a single spore as light as catkins could get close, so it had to float back and forth in the barrier. When illuminated by the bright sunshine, it looked like thousands of pink transparent bubbles.

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"This scene is a bit beautiful."

Among the crowd, I don't know who said this with emotion, and received many approvals: "The men are handsome and the women are beautiful, it is a pleasure to look at."

Shui Youran's temperament is as cold as ice, but her facial features are still soft and graceful. She has the appearance of Chang'e in the Moon Palace. Not only does she have a provocative appearance, she also has a romantic and unruly air, which is rare among monks and is unforgettable.

These two people standing on stage like this are really eye-catching.

Of course, this is the feeling of passers-by. Xiang Tianya is not in a romantic mood right now. He was seriously injured. Even after being nursed for a few days, he didn't get much better. It was really difficult to deal with Shui Youran.

Shui Youran also saw it, but she didn't care why he was hurt, she just wanted to teach him a lesson to see if he would dare to play with other people's feelings in the future.

Injured? Just right!

While controlling her spiritual plant to continuously weave traps, she raised her sleeves to attack. The snow-white satin was as sharp as a blade and yet soft and removable. When it hit the blade, it would make a crisp sound of jade, a tinkling tinkling sound, which was pleasant to the ear.

Xiang Tianya played a few tricks with her, and he had a rough idea in his mind: Shui Youran's attack power is not strong, but he has a solid foundation and abundant spiritual power. Water and wood are interdependent, so if he continues to use them, he will only suffer losses.

It's better to fight quickly. He thought, raised his left hand high, blocked her blow with the scabbard, held the handle of the knife with his right hand, quickly pulled out the knife, took advantage of the gap between the flying white silk, and moved up as fast as the wind.

He swung a knife forward.

The knife is as light as paper and light as water, and the sound of cutting through the air makes mountains and ghosts cry.

"Good!" Beidou Hall Master sitting on the high platform praised in a blurt. "The energy moves like a rainbow, and it moves through the clouds and wind. This sword is full of energy, and its intention is soaring into the sky. It is better than most of my disciples!"

On the ring, Shui Youran was unfazed by the change and immediately threw out a square piece of ropa, which flew into the wind and blocked the knife for her.

It can only block this knife.

The threads cracked inch by inch, emitting a mournful cry like a broken string. In the blink of an eye, Luo Pa had a huge gash in the middle. Shui Youran was secretly frightened and did not dare to fight head on. She twisted her body out of position and tried to dodge.

He turned the blade towards Tianya and immediately made his second move.

At this time, it was the third quarter of the hour, the sun was shining slantingly, and a beam of sunlight was cast on the blade of his knife. It unexpectedly illuminated the precious energy bursting from the knife. The halo surged, allowing people to see it clearly.

The majestic and majestic sword was struck.

Shui Youran rolled up his sleeves, and the white silk caught the thorns on the ground and threw them at him.

Unfortunately, this only bought her very little time. The sharp thorns were chopped to pieces in mid-air, wrapped in the air current, and she threw herself headlong towards the water.

"Ah." Shui Youran subconsciously turned his face to the side and covered his face with his sleeves, refusing to let the fragments of thorns scratch his face.

However, she covered her head and face, but failed to protect her whole body. The extremely sharp sword energy was intertwined with the sharp and scratching thorns. The cassock could not withstand it, and the talismans depicted gradually dimmed and turned into ordinary fabrics.

Huh. Because she leaned over and faced the person, the laces unfortunately broke and fell apart.

The cross-collared skirt was blown open by the wind, revealing the white eight-treasure pattern tube top underneath.

Xiang Tianya: "...fuck."

In desperation, he flipped his wrist and threw the powerful Linjia Dao out of his hand. Then he swayed and approached at the speed of chasing the wind, grabbing her loose skirt and trying to close her clothes.

It was just a coincidence that the direction Shui Youran turned coincided with his, and the two of them hugged each other tightly.

Shui Youran thought he was going to pursue the victory, but she didn't expect to see herself being pulled into his arms, her forehead hitting his shoulder, and the faint smell of blood lingering in her nose.

"You!" She was furious and without thinking, she raised her hand and slapped her.

Xiang Tianya's action just now affected his wound, and he frowned in pain. He didn't have time to avoid it, and received a solid slap.

he:"……"

Onlookers: "I'm going??!!!"

After Shui Youran slapped him, she wanted to keep a distance from him. Unexpectedly, she took half a step back, but her chest felt cold. When she lowered her head, she saw that the skirt of her clothes was actually held in his hand, and her breasts were half exposed. She was immediately filled with shame and anger.

: "Young disciple, I must kill you."

"Okay, okay, don't move." Xiang Tianya casually pulled out a hairpin from her hair.

Shui Youran couldn't stop him. He wanted to retreat but was afraid of tearing his clothes. He was anxious and angry: "What are you doing?"

"I told you not to move." Xiang Tianya replaced the tie with a beaded hairpin and pinned her loose clothes. He used the back of his hand to brush away the thorns stained in the folds of her clothes and said casually, "Okay."

As soon as he let go, Shui Youran quickly took two steps back, with a frosty face: "You, I won't let you go."

"Oh, forget it." Xiang Tianya swallowed back the rusty taste in his throat and waved his hand, "I will give up if I don't fight you."

What?

His words were so sudden that neither Shui Youran nor anyone else could react. They watched him jump off the ring, give up and run away.

For a moment, there was complete silence on and off the stage.

The author has something to say: Today's senior brother is still very suave.

Today, Xiaoxiang acted cool again.

I really like Xiao Xiang. I like that he is uninhibited and free. I like that he will never look back. I also like that he can have a pot of blood anytime and anywhere. But speaking of it, Xiang Tianya is still frivolous, but not in this world.

Talking about flirting with girls... is just teasing, some are intentional, some are unintentional. Today's is unintentional, he just doesn't want Shui Youran to be exposed. She is a vegetarian female nun, but it's a pity, it seems emmm... I don't know what everyone will say about it.

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Today's plot is relatively complete, so I'll post the extra update for the 19,000 collection tomorrow. It would be more appropriate to watch the following plots in succession, okay?

See you tomorrow~