"Qingfeng Jue." Duan Yu recognized the sword technique she used and there was surprise in his eyes.
He doesn't remember teaching her the first move of Qingfeng Jue, right?
Ye Qiao couldn't wait to rush to the cafeteria: "I have passed the test, right, Elder?"
Duan Yu nodded with a complicated expression.
It is no exaggeration to say that Ye Qiao is the disciple with the best imitation ability he has ever seen. Any sword style he can perform, she can imitate it after watching it once.
"Unfortunately, time is too tight."
The group of geniuses like Ye Qinghan all grew up in the great clans. With all kinds of heavenly treasures piled up, the use of swords had been ingrained in their bones for more than ten years.
Qin Fanfan, who came to watch the game, was calm and said, "As long as everything is safe, that's good."
There are too many uncertain factors in the Great Secret Realm. Even if there is danger, all sects will go out to rescue people, but there are still uncertain factors.
Duan Yu sighed: "She has already learned the first move of Qingfeng Jue." And when he asked Ye Qiao how she learned it, the girl's reaction was so irritating.
"Well, I learned it when I watched Fourth Senior Brother use it."
What else could Duan Yu say? He could only continue to beat his two beloved disciples even harder, trying to prevent them from being bullied too badly during the competition.
This resulted in the two of them being beaten up every time they came back from training being covered in dirt.
Xue Yu couldn't help but hold his forehead when looking at the miserable duo. At the same time, he was extremely grateful that he was just a weak alchemy practitioner who couldn't take care of himself.
Otherwise, who can bear being beaten every day?
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Compared to the difficult days they were in, Mingxuan had locked himself in the yard for several days and had not gone out.
According to Mingxuan's previous character, he would definitely come to watch the two of them get beaten up, but the silence these past few days was a bit too much.
When Ye Qiao asked, he was told that Mingxuan was drawing talismans.
I have been painting for three days.
When Ye Qiao was beaten, Mingxuan was drawing talismans. When Ye Qiao was sleeping, Mingxuan was drawing talismans. When Ye Qiao was eating, Mingxuan was still drawing.
She called him a good guy.
The King of Rolls is actually beside me?
Ye Qiao stood at the gate of Mingxuan's yard and hesitated for a moment, considering whether to invite Mingxuan to dinner together, but this seemed a bit too disrespectful to King Juan's efforts?
After knocking on the door, Ming Xuan saw Ye Qiao and asked, "Junior Sister?"
"Second Brother." She looked at the talismans all over the floor. The aftereffects of the first time she drew talismans gave her a headache when she saw so many of them. There were so many, how long did it take her to draw them?
"What?" Ming Xuan smiled: "Are you here to persuade me to take a break too?"
Ye Qiao respected everyone's efforts. She shook her head and said, "No. But Second Senior Brother, there is still more than a month before the competition. There is no need to rush, right?"
Can you bear not sleeping for three days and three nights?
Ming Xuan was silent for a moment. Looking at his junior sister's puzzled look, he finally chose to tell the truth: "I want to break through the golden elixir."
"Ah?" Ye Qiao was stunned for a moment, "Are you in such a hurry to break through?"
Ming Xuan paused, rubbed her head vigorously, and said with a smile: "Hey, can you understand this as the pressure of a genius?"
Are you using Elder Yu's words to make fun of yourself?
Ye Qiao slapped away his hand that was rubbing his head, not understanding: "Why?"
Ming Xuan said seriously, "Talented dogs are indeed enviable, but the pressure is also great."
"My family is a direct descendant of the Eight Great Talisman Cultivators. Oh. You should have known this a long time ago. Among the four direct disciples of the Changming Sect, I was the one who cultivated the fastest before you came."
He smiled and said, "I reached the peak of foundation building at the age of fifteen, but I haven't made a breakthrough since then."
"My family thinks I'm not working hard enough, and even my father often sighs when he delivers letters." He paused, "There are also four other sects that mock me."
Mingxuan was constantly stimulated and tortured.
Ye Qiao's arrival did make him feel better, but when he thought about arriving at the competition site and facing the open and covert ridicule from the other four sects, he felt a little tired.
Mingxuan knew that there was something wrong with his state of mind, but he didn't know what to do.
Ye Qiao was slightly stunned, then smiled: "Okay." She understood.
Therefore, the reason why Mingxuan became possessed by the devil in the original novel was because he was stimulated by those rumors.
If that was the case, Ye Qiao immediately had an idea.
As the saying goes, the great truth is simplicity, and the lack of desire makes one strong. If she knows she is wrong, she should correct it. If she is not good enough, she should give up. As long as she gives up completely, who dares to point fingers at her?
"Second Brother." She invited, "Would you consider joining me in this fight?"
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