Princess Sets Poison Again Chapter 466: Cute pet is cold and easy to be cold

Chapter 466 Cute Pet Leng Yihan

On the stage, after Xue Han and Xiang Liyang exchanged a glance, they clasped their hands together.

"Junior Brother Xue, please enlighten me."

"Ask for advice from senior brother."

After saluting each other, the two quickly started fighting.

Xue Han put his sword against Xiang Liyang's long sword, gritted his teeth and said, "Brother Xiang, you have to be merciful, my little skeleton can't withstand two swords from you."

Xiang Liyang twitched the corners of his eyes, "We haven't started fighting yet."

Xue Han smiled stupidly, "Didn't I discuss this with you first?"

"You can admit defeat directly."

Xiang Liyang gave a very pertinent opinion.

Hearing this, Xue Han glared, "That won't work. It's okay for a man to lose, but it's not okay to admit defeat."

Xiang Liyang rolled his eyes directly, "Then fight, don't talk nonsense."

Swinging away the long sword, Xiang Liyang fought Xue Han directly.

The two have the same level of cultivation, but Xiang Liyang's foundation is obviously much stronger than Xue Han's.

After the two had a cup of tea, Xue Han's weakness gradually emerged.

Bai Li frowned and looked at the competition on stage, "I'm afraid Senior Brother Xue won't be able to beat Senior Brother Xiang?"

Mo Beichen raised his eyebrows noncommittally, "Within three moves, you will definitely lose."

As soon as Mo Beichen finished speaking, Xue Han on the stage was defeated, and Xiang Liyang happened to use three tricks.

The white raccoon stared suddenly, and immediately looked at Mo Beichen with admiration, "Ah Mo, you are amazing!"

"That's right, how did you calculate that he would lose with three moves."

Murong Xuefei also looked at Mo Beichen in surprise.

Before Mo Beichen could speak, Leng Yihan curled his lips in displeasure, "What's the matter? It's a small trick."

The white raccoon stared coldly at Leng Yihan.

This guy is too jealous.

Murong Xuefei also blushed pretty, and pulled Leng Yihan's sleeve embarrassingly.

Mo Beichen didn't speak, but just rubbed the white raccoon's head lovingly.

Ming Lanqi in the distance looked at the warm interaction between Mo Beichen and the white raccoon, and instantly became jealous.

On the high platform, Elder Yuan saw that the victory and defeat had been divided, so he announced loudly.

"Advanced to Li Yang."

Elder Feng was full of joy, but Elder Tu had a gloomy face.

This little **** actually lost to him in the first round. It seems that when the disciple competition is over, he should be allowed to retreat and practice.

Knowing that Elder Tu must be angry, Xue Han jumped off the stage without daring to look up.

"Next, the disciple who has drawn the second lottery will compete on stage."

As soon as Elder Yuan's voice fell, two more people flew onto the stage, they were Ming Lanqi and Shu Cheng.

The white raccoon raises his eyebrows, Ming Lan's seven vs. Senior Brother Shu, who can win?

Shu Cheng bowed his hands to Minglan Qi in a friendly way, "Sister Ming, please enlighten me."

Ming Lanqi also cupped her hands, but said nothing.

The two soon started fighting.

Both of them are purple spirits, and their cultivation levels are similar, but Ming Lanqi's skills and weapons are obviously better than Shu Cheng's.

The white raccoon frowned and looked at the strange exercises Ming Lanqi used, "Ah Mo, is the exercise Ming Lanqi uses the same as yours?"

Mo Beichen looked at the white raccoon dumbly, "The old man only taught me one thing."

Eh... that means it's different.

The white raccoon blinked and said again, "Then do you know what kind of exercises she uses?"

Mo Beichen took a closer look at Minglan's Qigong, raised his eyebrows and said, "It should be a heavenly technique."

The white raccoon nodded, it turned out to be a heavenly skill, no wonder it is so powerful.

Minglan Qineng and Ah Mo are in the same sect, so there must be no shortage of those good exercises.

"Her weapons are also very powerful."

The white raccoon raised his eyebrows looking at the seven-colored sword in Minglan Qi's hand.

Mo Beichen raised his eyebrows expressionlessly, "That's the Nishang Sword, and it's a congratulatory gift from the old man for her master's apprenticeship."

The white raccoon nodded suddenly, it turned out that it was refined by Master Ah Mo, no wonder it was so powerful.

Before the white raccoon finished expressing his emotions, Mo Beichen said again, "That sword is forged from scrap iron, so there is nothing to be afraid of."

The white raccoon was completely stunned.

She finally understands why Ah Mo's weapon refining is so powerful. With such a powerful master, how can the apprentice not be so powerful?

Murong Xuefei, Qi Ziling, and Yun Shaoning were also dumbfounded.

Immortal weapons can be made from scrap iron. Isn't this the legendary turning waste into treasure? Who is the old man he was talking about?

Not to mention the white raccoons, even Leng Yihan frowned in surprise.

He has never heard of people who can turn scrap iron into immortal weapons, not to mention in Yunjing Continent, even where they kill gods. No wonder this kid is so powerful. .

Looking at Shu Cheng who was suppressed by Ming Lanqi on the stage, Bai Li sighed softly.

"Hey, Brother Shu is going to lose."

Senior Brother Shu is still no match for Ming Lanqi after all.

This time, without waiting for Mo Beichen to speak, Leng Yihan rushed to say, "No more than five moves."

...... The white raccoon stared at Leng Yihan speechlessly.

Brother, can you not be so serious?

Murong Xuefei also blushed in embarrassment.

This guy is real, she just asked casually, does he need to be so serious?

Soon, on stage, as Leng Yihan said, Ming Lan solved Shu Cheng with seven or five moves.

Seeing that he was right, Leng Yihan looked at Murong Xuefei expectantly, as if waiting for her to praise him.

Murong Xuefei's face was flushed by Leng Yihan's sight, she was embarrassed to praise him, so she could only quietly hold his hand.

The gentle little hand grabbed his, and Leng Yihan was instantly satisfied, and immediately held her little hand in the palm of his hand.

Cen Shufeng, who had been paying attention to Murong Xuefei all the time, looked at the interaction between the two, and his face immediately turned ugly.

Elder Yuan glanced at the contest on the stage where the winners and losers were already divided, and raised his voice, "Minglan Qi advances."

Ming Lanqi looked proudly at Mo Beichen for an instant.

But Mo Beichen didn't even look at her, he just lowered his head and talked with the white raccoon.

Ming Lanqi was extremely angry in an instant, clenched her fists tightly, stared at the white raccoon unwillingly with red eyes.

Bai Li'er is a bitch, she must defeat her.

"Disciple No. 3 will compete on stage."

As soon as Elder Yuan's voice fell, Bei Yiyang and Chang Mingze flew onto the stage together.

"Brother Chang, please enlighten me."

"Brother Bei is polite."

After the two of them handed over each other, they fought together.

The two are evenly matched, it seems that they are evenly matched.

In terms of cultivation, Bei Yiyang is still worse than Chang Mingze. After all, he is almost twice the age. Nor does it fall behind.

The two fought for an hour and couldn't tell the difference, and the disciples watching the battle were a little anxious.

"Why is this not over yet? Who will win?"

"I think Senior Brother Chang will win, Senior Brother Chang has a higher level of cultivation than Senior Brother Bei."

"I think Senior Brother Bei can win. If Senior Brother Chang can win, wouldn't he win sooner?"

Listening to everyone's discussion, Bai Li frowned and looked at Mo Beichen, "Ah Mo, who do you think will win."

Mo Beichen glanced at Bei Yiyang expressionlessly, "My general, Mo Xue, will not lose."

...... The white raccoon twitched the corners of his eyes with black lines, and mourned for Bei Yiyang in his heart.

Ah Mo's words are obviously to stimulate Brother Bei.

Sure enough, Bei Yiyang seemed to have heard Mo Beichen's words, his whole body was filled with strength, and he exerted his strength instantly, defeating Chang Mingze with just one move.

Elder Yuan glanced at the battle situation on the stage, and said loudly, "Bei Yiyang advances."

Hearing the words, Bei Yiyang looked at Mo Beichen expectantly, like a child begging for a reward.

Mo Beichen was not stingy, looking at Bei Yiyang proudly raised the corners of his lips.

Bei Yiyang instantly felt like a child who got candy, full of joy.

"Brother Chang has accepted."

Bei Yiyang smiled foolishly, then reached out to Chang Mingze and pulled him up from the ground.

The two walked off the stage shoulder to shoulder.

Seeing that Bei Yiyang won the game, he did not forget to appease Chang Mingze, Elder Feng stroked his beard in relief.

Elder Tu looked at Elder Feng enviously and said, "You two disciples are not bad, they have passed the first round."

Elder Feng smiled and looked at Elder Tu, "Don't you still have Yu Wenbai, that kid is not bad."

Elder Tu raised his eyebrows, "He, I don't count on it, I just hope that I don't lose too badly, and I don't lose my face."

Elder Feng frowned, "Don't underestimate yourself too much, that kid is not bad."

That kid Yu Wenbai usually looks crazy and out of tune, but his talent is good, even if he is against Xiang Liyang, he may not lose.

Elder Tu smiled and did not object.

Although he said he didn't expect it, he still had some hope in his heart. It couldn't be that the two disciples didn't pass the first round, it would be really embarrassing.

Shi Jiu glanced coldly at Elder Tu and Elder Feng, his dark eyes were full of disdain.

What's the big deal, it's just that they won the first game, and they're here to brag about each other.

"Disciple No. 4 will compete on stage."

As soon as Elder Yuan finished speaking, Zuo Yuqing flew onto the stage.

When the disciples below saw that it was Zuo Yuqing, they cheered up instantly.

"Brother Zuo is here."

"I don't know who is so unlucky to face Brother Shangzuo."

"That's right, whoever faces Senior Brother Zuo will definitely lose."

The disciples below all looked left and right, waiting for another No. 4 to come to the stage, but after waiting for a long time, no one came to the stage.

The white raccoon is also frowning, who is facing Zuo Yuqing in this round?

The elder dean on the high platform got impatient with waiting, raised his voice and shouted again, "Who is the other number four?"

Yu Feili glanced at Zhou Jinyu's bamboo stick, and gently pushed him, "Senior Brother Zhou, they seem to be calling you."

Zhou Jinyu regained consciousness, looked at his bamboo stick, and it was indeed number four, so he raised the bamboo stick and said loudly, "It's me."

Zhou Jinyu pointed her toes and flew onto the stage.

"Brother Zhou, come on."

Yu Feili ran to the bottom of the stage and waved to Zhou Jinyu.

Zhou Jinyu smiled softly, then cupped his hands towards Zuo Yuqing.

Zuo Yuqing also cupped his hands expressionlessly.

The two fought without saying anything.

Zuo Yuqing was obviously a little impatient, without even the slightest false move, he came up and swung two rows of black profound energy.

Zhou Jinyu was also vague, and immediately condensed the water spirit power in his body, turning it into a blue shield in front of him.

With a "bang", the shield shattered, and the black profound energy and the blue shield disappeared at the same time.

The white raccoon raised his eyebrows in surprise, "Jinyu Zhou is so amazing!"

Few people in Fengshen Academy could block Zuo Yuqing's blow, but not only did he block it, but he was also unscathed, which is not something ordinary people can do.