When Golden Finger Meets Salted Fish

Zhong Heng possesses a fire spirit root, which coincides with Yun Qingyue's ice spirit root. In addition, the fire element is already violent, and the attack is also very powerful. At this time, he didn't dare to push his strength, and charged forward, and when he swung his sword, a streak of red spiritual power gushed out.

His sword moves were not fancy, nor was his spiritual power, he turned into a sword shadow and slashed down towards Yun Qingyue with great momentum. And with Zhongheng's sword slashing, the surrounding air seemed to be affected by the surging fire spiritual power, and it seemed that the space was burned and distorted all at once. So far away, everyone under the ring felt a wave of heat rushing towards them.

The female disciple holding the little white tiger was standing in the front row of the ring, feeling the heat wave and couldn't help being surprised, and the fellow disciple beside her even exclaimed: "This fire... When did the second senior brother become so powerful?"

As soon as the words fell, the sword shadow wrapped in a monstrous fire on the ring had already slashed towards Yun Qingyue.

Firelight was reflected in the cold glazed eyes, Yun Qingyue remained unhurried, and slashed out with a sword casually, the white frost cut through the sea of ​​fire in an instant, and a white awn was split in the shadow of the sword. It's just that it is different from expectations, although this white glow is strong, it seems that the back of the neck is not enough. The sword that was expected to break through the sea of ​​flames and point at Zhong Heng was finally eliminated in the sea of ​​flames.

Many people in the audience have watched Yun Qingyue's two-day competition, and they also know how powerful she is. They were already prepared for her to defeat the enemy with a single sword, but unexpectedly, it turned out to be so anticlimactic. The confident crowd exclaimed, unable to bear the disappointment.

Yun Qingyue's expression finally changed, he was slightly moved, and after a moment of thought, he came up with the answer: "Tinder?"

Zhong Heng raised his eyebrows, swung the epee in his hand, and said a little proudly: "It's the fire seed, I just subdued it in the secret realm by accident three months ago. So sister, don't underestimate me, otherwise you will suffer in my hands .”

Without a word, attack again.

Yun Qingyue regained her composure after hearing what he said, and when she made another move, her attitude was much more serious. On the other hand, the originally ordinary sword in her hand has also changed. When she strikes again, the sky is covered with frost, covering the sea of ​​fire created by Zhongheng in an instant... The entire arena is sealed by ice, even if the ice The sealed fire is not extinguished, but it also allows people to see the strength at a glance.

Repeating the same mistakes, Zhong Heng who was frozen in the blink of an eye: "..."

The slap in the face came too fast, even though the second senior brother was used to being defeated by the elder sister, this kind of embarrassment in public was still embarrassing. His frozen eyes moved, but he didn't struggle like Min Rong did back then, and the elder who presided over the ring didn't announce victory or defeat.

Sure enough, the next moment there was a crisp sound of "click" and "click", but it was the condensed ice layer on Zhong Heng's body that shattered inch by inch. Then he saw his body trembling, and the shattered ice covering his body fell down, but before it hit the ground, it was evaporated into water vapor by the rekindled flame. For a while, the ring was surrounded by clouds and mist, and it was a little hard to see clearly.

The little white tiger under the stage just blinked, and heard a sound of gold and iron clashing on the ring, "bang bang bang bang" seemed to be playing quite lively, but unfortunately the water vapor in the ring had not dispersed, so it was hard to see clearly.

After a short tilt, a mountain wind blows past, blowing away the dense water vapor.

Everyone in the audience saw the two people fighting in the arena again—Zhong Heng brandished an epee to attack fiercely, and Yun Qingyue raised his sword to meet the enemy, seeing each other's moves. Literally speaking, this should be a one-sided situation. However, anyone with long eyes in the audience should see that the real situation is just the opposite. Because every time Zhong Heng swung his sword, his body would be stained with more frost, and the white color with a deep chill gradually spread on his body.

Of course, it is impossible for Zhong Heng, who is carrying the fire seed, to sit still, so he wields his sword to attack and mobilizes his spiritual power at the same time. Everyone in the audience could see the red flames on his body lit up from time to time, but it was a pity that they couldn't last for a while, and then disappeared again.

Going back and forth like this, the scorching heat brought by the fire can only barely maintain the flexibility of his body, so that his hands and feet will not be frozen by the frosty cold. But the heavier the frost on his body, it also means that he is getting closer to defeat.

Zhong Heng gritted his teeth, he was a little bit unwilling, he thought that his strength would be greatly improved by getting the fire seed, and he finally had the capital to compete with his senior sister. As a result, he came on stage full of confidence, and he really surprised everyone when he made a move. Unfortunately, before the surprise could turn into surprise, he was completely suppressed by his senior sister again. This result did not disappoint him, but made him even more unwilling, so he was bound to last until the end.

The chill on his body intensified again, and Zhong Heng gradually felt stagnant when he swung the epee. He knew it was because the senior sister's Frost Sword Intent was too strong. But he was not reconciled to being defeated, so he tried his best to squeeze the fire that had not been subdued.

Finally, a warm current rose from his dantian and swept his whole body, giving him the ability to swing the heavy sword again.

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Yun Qingyue and Zhong Heng fought this battle for a long time. The second senior brother was as stubborn as Xiao Qiang who couldn't be beaten to death. Even though he was frozen by Yun Qingyue several times, he stubbornly relied on the power of the fire to break free again and again, and then continued to charge towards Yun Qingyue waving the epee. Those who didn't know thought that the two were not senior sisters and brothers, but had some deep hatred.

To be honest, the little white tiger who watched the battle was a little tired, and because he didn't have a good rest last night, he felt sleepy for a while. She yawned a few times, and her eyelids drooped. If it wasn't for the stranger who was holding her, she might have fallen asleep long ago.

She wasn't the only one who found it boring. She was sleepy and vaguely heard a girl beside her say: "Senior Brother, let's go, this competition looks really boring. That Senior Sister Yun will win early, but she wants to compete with me." People have been entangled for a long time, and the competitions in the nearby arenas have already ended, but they are still fighting. According to this style of play, we can continue to fight until tonight."

These words were not polite, but Jiang Mo agreed in his heart, so he slightly raised his eyes and glanced over there.

The person who spoke was not a disciple of Mingxia Peak, nor a disciple of Xuanqing Sect, but a disciple of Tiandao Sect who came to watch the battle again. The one who spoke was Ruan Le who wanted to join the supervisor several times. This time, she didn't stare at Jiang Mo, feeling sincerely.

The Xuanqing Sect's sect competition has gradually reached its climax, and the disciples of Tiandao Sect and Fo Sect have not been idle in the past two days, and they always appear under the rings everywhere. Everyone from Tiandaozong arrived today, including Jiang Shen, who seldom showed up, was also under the ring at the moment. But in the face of junior sister's complaints, the person who responded was still You Yi, he only heard him say: "Junior sister, don't talk nonsense, the two on the stage are originally senior sisters and younger brothers, they are just giving advice and discussing."

Not to mention the discussion, but the pointers are true. People with real eyesight have already seen through Yun Qingyue's long-standing intentions—Zhongheng has only taken Tinder for three months, and although his strength has increased a lot, he actually has control over the refinement of Tinder Still very limited. Now the opportunity is rare, and Yun Qingyue helps him quickly refine the fire through constant pressure, so that he can catch up with the three martial arts debates in the near future.

Ruan Le is not stupid, he guessed it even if he couldn't see it, curled his lips in noncommittal. It was at this time that she noticed a gaze falling on her, and she turned her head to look impatiently, but she met a pair of golden tiger eyes.

It's the overseer watching her!

Ruan Le was a little surprised, and then surprised. She was no longer interested in the competition in the arena, so she leaned up again immediately, thought about it and didn't overstep it rashly, but took out a bag of snacks from the storage ring and handed it over: "This is a specialty of our Tiandaozong!" , the taste is very good. Watching the battle is boring, do you want to have a taste of the supervisor?"

As she spoke, she opened the paper bag containing the snacks, and a rich and tempting smell of meat immediately permeated the air. The female disciple of Mingxia Peak, who was holding the supervisor, was still wary of her, but when she saw her eating calmly, she became less wary.

It was a bag of jerky. I don't know what kind of meat it was and what seasoning it was cooked with, but it smelled very tempting.

The little white tiger didn't want to pay attention to her at first, but he was attracted by the smell of meat and took a second look. After Ruan Le handed the jerky to her mouth, she raised her eyes and stared at Ruan Le for a few more times, making sure that the other party had only sincerity and no malice in her eyes, so she hesitated and opened her mouth—this is Xuan Qingzong, Under the watchful eyes of everyone again, no one dared to harm her.

Ruan Le really had no intention of harming others, and she gave snacks to the guards just to please them. After eating a piece of jerky, the little white tiger was really aroused. When feeding again, she secretly touched the guard's whiskers, but it didn't hurt.

This is enough, as long as there is a chance to get close, there is no rush.

Just when Ruan Le was close to success with the little white tiger, and was planning to gradually cultivate and cultivate their relationship, the two people in the arena who thought they would fight for a whole day quickly decided the winner at this moment—Yun Qingyue swept his long sword away, and again Zhongheng was frozen in ice, but this time she didn't give him time to break free, so she gave him another palm and pushed the humanoid ice sculpture off the ring.

There was a loud bang, and the ice sculpture hit the ground firmly. The elder who presided over the arena couldn't react for a while. It wasn't until the solid ice sculpture rolled twice on the ground that he came back to his senses and announced, "Yun Qingyue wins."

The victorious senior sister got off the ring without looking back, and she didn't care about her frozen second junior brother, she just landed in front of the little white tiger.

At that time, the little white tiger had just received the second feeding, and half of the jerky was still in its mouth, when it was caught by the senior sister. She was inexplicably guilty, opened her mouth, and the remaining half of the jerky fell to the ground. If it wasn't for the limitations of her body, she would definitely have to step on it to destroy the corpse. But she couldn't do it now, so she could only pretend nothing had happened, and then rushed to the senior sister with enthusiasm, congratulating her on winning again.

Yun Qingyue saw the series of movements of the little greedy tiger, and almost understood her mental journey, and was very angry and funny for a while. However, she did not refuse the little white tiger's embrace, and stretched out her hand to hug the milk tiger skillfully.

The little white tiger rubbed his senior sister's hand fawningly, where there is no aloofness of the supervisor, the clingy appearance is like a civet.

Yun Qingyue had long been used to it, so he tapped the little white tiger on the forehead and licked the tiger. Ruan Le, who was holding snacks next to her, was dumbfounded, but no one paid any attention to her.