1153 The First Battle of the Seven Free and Easy Sons (8)

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Qi Ming's title of "the strongest instructor in this assessment" is not for nothing.

When his swordsmanship is fully deployed, it is like a gust of wind and waves, overwhelming the sky and making it impossible for people to resist.

Luo Yu was the first to be sent off the ring.

Followed by Ling Yusheng, who was already injured.

Until the end, only Chu Moli and Mu Yan were left in the huge ring.

At this moment, everyone knew that the Seven Sons of Xiaoyao lost.

The cultivators onlookers did not feel happy at all, instead they were full of lamentation and regret.

Just a little, really just a little, and they won.

...

Qi Ming coughed lightly, a trace of blood dripping from the corner of his mouth.

But there was no depression on his face, only full of fighting intent, "Do you want to continue?"

Mu Yan was about to speak, but Chu Moli pushed the wheelchair forward and said slowly, "We admit defeat."

Mu Yan was stunned, but saw that Chu Moli looked back at her with a gentle smile, but his eyes glanced at the people in the Silver Feather Palace under the ring, and there was a light of calculation in his eyes.

Well, the meaning of the third senior brother is very clear.

Ask her to hide her strength.

Mu Yan touched her nose and stopped talking.

Qi Ming stretched out his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and coughed again, "I haven't been forced to be so embarrassed for so many years, and I'm still being pushed by you little bastards. It's interesting, hehe, this year's new stars are really new. interesting."

"However, it's really dangerous. If you grow up for a while, I will really lose. If I lose to the students in the public, then I will lose my old face today."

Chu Moli let out a low laugh and pointedly said: "Teacher, you should really be grateful. At this moment, there is a large audience. Otherwise, who will lose and who will win, we still don't know!"

He still doesn't want to reveal the true strength of the little junior sister!

Qi Ming was stunned, not understanding what he meant.

But Chu Moli didn't wait for him to ask, the wheelchair flew high and landed firmly under the ring.

However, Mu Yan smiled slightly and did not leave immediately, "Mr. Qi Ming, do you want to assess other students next?"

Qi Ming nodded, but his brows were slightly wrinkled.

Although he had just won the Xiaoyao Seven, he was also injured.

There is no problem with the remaining students who want to be assessed.

However, if the injury is not treated as soon as possible, but the spiritual power is still used, I am afraid that blood stasis will be deposited in the body and eventually become a chronic disease.

Qi Ming was about to take out the medicine pill and take it first.

Suddenly, the ding ding dong dong sounded.

Immediately afterwards, Qi Ming felt a warm current, along with the sound of the piano, pouring into his body from all directions.

The burning and painful internal organs were soothed, and the blood stasis in the chest was also dissolved little by little.

Qi Ming suddenly looked at Mu Yan, his eyes unblinking, full of shock.

Mu Yan smiled leisurely and flew down the ring.

Only a soft and pleasant voice echoed in the air, "Thank you, the instructor, for accompany our brothers and sisters in a practice session. This is... even a thank you and an apology."

Qi Ming's pupils shrank suddenly.

Chu Moli's words suddenly reverberated in his mind, "Teacher, you should really be grateful. It's a big crowd at the moment, otherwise, who will lose and who will win, I don't know!"

Could it be, could it be that these seven people haven't done their best? !

When they were fighting against their Jindan mentor, they even hid their strength.

This...these seven little bastards, where are they sacred? !

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