Victory Again

I don't know if Yun Chujiu is really confused or pretending to be confused, anyway, she kept trying to persuade the dog's tail grass to eat more.

Foxtail Grass felt bitter, but she was afraid of revealing her secrets, so she had no choice but to bite the bullet and swallow wood scum.

The next day, the three-year competition continued.

Qian Yan looked at the bulletin board and said to Yun Chujiu with a mournful face:

"Junior Sister Yun, I just said that I can't keep having byes, right? Well, my opponent in this round is Luo Chao. He is a five-year old disciple, and his cultivation level is two levels higher than mine. I'm doomed!"

Yun Chujiu couldn't say anything, after all, she couldn't go on stage to help Qian Yan beat someone up, so she could only say dryly: "You have to believe in yourself, after all, stupid people have stupid luck."

Qian Yan: "..."

Why did he feel that instead of being comforted, he was hit?

After Yun Chujiu finished speaking, she looked up to find her name, and found that her opponent this round was a little-known old disciple.

Although the old man Jiuzhi said that others would not see through her sword aura, but this guy was a little worried about the convulsive one-inch dart and small sword aura.

If during a duel, she accidentally threw a small dart at the opponent, how can this be explained? !

The order of Qian Yan's duel is relatively high, so Hei Xinjiu first accompanied Qian Yan to the designated competition stage.

Qian Yan hesitated whether to abstain. After all, he knew how much he was, and the disciples who made it to the present had already gone through two rounds of fighting, so they were definitely not given for nothing.

In the end, under the flickering of Hei Xin Jiu, he jumped onto the competition stage.

When he was in fear, the steward of the competition stage announced that he won this round without a fight, because his opponent was seriously injured during sword practice last night and could not participate in the competition.

Qian Yan felt like he was dreaming, is that okay?

Hei Xinjiu also had a dumbfounded expression on his face, it's really a blessing to be a fool!

When it was Black Heart Nine's turn to compete, she nimbly jumped onto the stage.

This round's opponent was named Wu Xinyuan. He didn't witness the scene where Yun Chujiu beheaded Qiao Long with a single sword. He felt that everyone was exaggerating and spreading falsehoods.

Who didn't know that Yun Yiyi was a waste of the fourth level of Hunyuan, how could he kill Qiao Long with one sword? It must be that Qiao Long committed an emergency or this Yun Yiyi used some shady means.

Therefore, when he faced Yun Chujiu, his face was full of contempt:

"Yun Yiyi, how did Qiao Long die? You know in your heart that if you use those dark tricks on me, I will let you suffer the consequences."

Yun Chujiu didn't bother to pay attention to this kind of idiot who made up his own brain, and directly raised the big kitchen knife and swung a sword aura.

She didn't use all her strength. After all, this Wu Xinyuan was different from Qiao Long. Although she hated it, she was not guilty of death.

Even so, Wu Xinyuan hid quite awkwardly, his clothes were cut by the sword energy.

He immediately fell into chaos, isn't this Yun Yiyi a waste? How can you show such a sharp sword energy?

No, he has to release the sword spirit quickly.

Unfortunately, before his sword spirit was released, Yun Chujiu raised his wrist, and the sword energy stabbed at his vitals again.

Life was at stake, Wu Xinyuan didn't have time to think about it, he just rolled on the spot, dodging the sword energy, but his body also rolled to the edge of the competition stage.

Just as he was about to get up, Yun Chujiu had already jumped in front of him, raised his foot and kicked him off the competition stage.

The steward of the competition stage immediately announced: "Yun Yiyi wins this round of competition."