The woman's face darkened.
I originally thought she would be an easy one to deal with, but it turned out that she, a Foundation Establishment cultivator, was even more difficult to deal with than a Golden Core cultivator.
Mu Chongxi was still a little dazed when he woke up halfway. The place where he was lying was relatively safe. When he opened his eyes, he saw the mess in the dark area, and some cultivators were lying on the ground in a mess.
"Awake?" Xue Yu took a look and threw a mustard bag of pills in his hand to replenish their spiritual energy, "Go and help them quickly."
"There's a fight going on over there."
Mu Chongxi didn't waste any words. He immediately raised his sword, swept away the evil spirit, stepped on the breeze, and landed in front of the opponent. The sword shadow flashed slightly and chopped down with lightning speed.
The reason why inheritance is inheritance is that you can recall it as soon as you close your eyes. You don’t need to comprehend it by yourself. Although it is a bit awkward, you can completely learn it without a teacher.
Let Mu Chongxi learn it. With his natural talent, once is enough.
The ghost cultivator's pupils shrank slightly, and she was delayed for a moment by the boy's domineering sword energy and dodged awkwardly. The next second, Zhou Xingyun followed closely behind and stabbed her through.
The speed at which the woman was restrained in the field was such that the other sword cultivators were no pushovers. They were able to dodge Mu Chongxi's fierce sword moves, but they could not dodge Zhou Xingyun's silent sword.
Zhou Xingyun did hold back some of his power. This was the Song family's territory, and the person still had to be handed over to the head of the Song family. They just needed to capture the other party.
The domain disappeared silently at the moment the woman was stabbed. It was slightly bright at that time, and there was a lingering chill around. There were also many injured monks, but overall the mission was a perfect success.
“It’s finally over.”
Ye Qiao was so tired that he lay on the ground, folded his hands and rested them on his arms, and said lazily: "I'm so tired."
But there is no way, this family will break up without her.
well.
The girl has light eyebrows and fair skin. She looks as well-behaved as possible, and it is obvious that she is the type that all righteous people like.
But thinking of her endless tricks, the sword practitioners' faces darkened.
It was only after the fight that they realized they had been deceived. Damn it, that woman was the real ghost cultivator in the Song Mansion.
Moreover, the more they looked at Ye Qiao's face, the more familiar it looked. It seemed that he had just chatted with a guard not long ago.
Absolutely.
"Ye Qiao." The deceived swordsman stepped forward, his tone almost tearful, "I've heard of your name for a long time."
To be honest, they had heard a long time ago that this direct disciple was different from the other direct disciples, but that was just hearsay, and not all cultivators watched the competition.
He looked deceived and sighed, "I finally understand why you deserve to win two first places."
This is what Ye Qiao deserves.
Ye Qiao smiled and waved: "Thank you for the compliment, it's my honor. My name is Ye Qiao, and I speak for myself."
"Stop joking." Mingxuan was also very tired. He patted her shoulder unhappily and said, "Let's go. Master Song wants to see us."
Everyone was extremely tired and lay on the ground for half an hour before the powerful people from the Song family who had high cultivation levels finally arrived.
"At the speed of your Song family, it takes five minutes to charge and two hours to get stuck in traffic, right?" Ye Qiao kicked Song Hansheng's calf: "By the time you guys get here, the grass on our graves will be three feet high."
Song Hansheng: “…” He knew he was in the wrong, so he kept silent.
Yun Que's eyes were fixed on Mu Chongxi.
"You got the inheritance." She said with certainty.
That sword technique didn't seem like Chang Ming Zong's sword technique.
Mingxuan: "Why, are you jealous?"
Ye Qiao responded: "Are you jealous that he is more talented than you?"
Xue Yu criticized her: "You are not doing this right."
You and I were arguing back and forth, Yun Que blushed, "No..." She wanted to explain anxiously, it was obvious that the inheritance should be hers.
But after being distorted by Chang Mingzong and his people, it seemed as if she was the one with a narrow mind.
Zhou Xingyun also glanced at Yun Que and said calmly: "Don't blame the uneven road if you are not good enough."
Seeing that the situation was tense, Song Hansheng had no choice but to clean up the mess for Yun Que. He said coldly, "My father wants to see you. Let's go."
…
Several people followed Song Hansheng and started chatting nonsense. Song Hansheng became impatient and quickened his pace. He really felt that the Chang Mingzong group was no good at anything else, but their quarrels could kill people.
After many twists and turns, they followed them into the main hall. The only one who wanted to see them was the head of the Song family. They looked at each other and bowed politely.
"Changming Sect disciple, Ye Qiao."
"Mingxuan, a disciple of Changming Sect."
“…”
After they had introduced their names to each other, the head of the Song family looked at Ye Qiao thoughtfully and said in a loving voice, "Then may I ask, who solved the problem of that ghost cultivator?"
Seeing that they were all motionless, Ye Qiao could only stand up and say, "Me."
The head of the Song family was stunned. He didn't expect it to be her.
He seemed to be thinking about something, and slammed his fist on his palm, "Are you Ye Qiao who defeated the Sword Questioning Sect during the competition?"
The big competition is the place where a group of teenage prodigies become famous at a young age. Although the team competition is not as good as the individual competition in showing the difference in strength between the various sects, the most important thing here is coordination and strategy.
Obviously, Chang Mingzong can leave a deep impression in every scene.
"It's true that heroes emerge young, and he's a natural genius, unlike some people..." As he spoke, his face pulled and he glanced at Song Hansheng sinisterly: "They only know how to practice, and they don't use their brains to think at all."
Song Hansheng, who is usually as hardworking as a bee, said: "?"
Thinking that Ye Qiao really helped a lot this time, the young man had a blank expression on his face. He resisted the urge to remain speechless and did not refute.
His father has been hypocritical for a long time, especially when it comes to geniuses. The eight families compete with each other, and if a genius appears in one of their families, his father will come to sit in his room all night, talking nonsense, and becoming jealous to the point of being jealous.
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