But why... She couldn't get angry.
Liu Yuan was blatantly saying "You two are my wings, I can't let go of either", but Shen Sifan didn't feel any rejection in his heart.
"Okay, I know you chose Duan Lanruo."
The woman suddenly turned cold, pursed her lips and said, "You go to the conference, it's almost time for you."
After she finished speaking, she turned around and left. The green skirt disappeared into the crowd, like ink dripping into the ocean, and disappeared in an instant.
Liu Yuan watched her leave, and after a while, he breathed a sigh of relief.
"Huh... shit, I survived."
Squeezing my palms is sweaty.
Fortunately, the God of Raiders played normally today.
Finally there is no rollover accident... It is really not easy to survive the proposition.
Liu Yuan suddenly heard that the Jiange disciple who reported his number was reporting sixty-six, and thought to himself that today is indeed very lucky.
Although Shen Sifan's progress bar is still unlocked, Liu Yuan can be sure that at least she has gradually accepted the fact of Liu Yuan's harem from this moment, but the change of mentality is not enough.
Liu Yuan went to the sword-sounding stage, turned around and saw Lingyu's familiar figure, but when Lingyu saw him, his expression was very subtle, but the next moment he greeted him as if nothing had happened.
Lingyu saw Liu Yuan on stage, and in the first battle, the opponent on the opposite side happened to be Yan Guanlin.
She was still thinking about the scene of Shen Sifan and Liu Yuan talking face to face just now.
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Shen Sifan, who was hiding in the dark, had black hair like a waterfall falling down as he lowered his head.
"Damn it, he obviously chose Duan Lanruo..."
Qinglian Jianzi murmured, stretched out her hand to caress her chest, her heart beat unexpectedly fast, thumping, with a vague joy and pride that she didn't want to admit.
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Chapter 152 How on earth did you practice!
Not long after the sword-calling session officially started, Jiange disciples called out their numbers one after another, as well as various sounds that were continuously made during the fight, making the lively atmosphere a little tense.
Because the token automatically recognizes the strength, the gap between the two sides will not be too big, at least the early stage will be within a small realm, so under normal circumstances there will be back and forth, and the fight will be more beautiful.
A battle usually lasts between a stick of incense and an hour.
When the battle lasted for more than half an hour, it was actually not very good to fight.
After all, it is under the spotlight of all the people, and there are still a few judges watching. They must be eager to show 200% of their strength for everyone to see.
If you've already been fighting with others at the very beginning, then what are you waiting for
So basically the early stage is just beginning, and it is almost over, and the frequency of changes in the ring is very fast.
Liu Yuan looked at Yan Guanlin opposite.
I thought it was quite a coincidence.
He originally thought that he would have to play three or four games before meeting Yan Guanlin, but who knew that his first opponent would be Yan Guanlin.
Meeting an acquaintance is a good start.
Liu Yuan turned his head and saw that Shen Sifan had sat down again on the Mingjiantai. The woman's eyes fell on him. When she saw him looking over, she subconsciously looked away, trying to hide it.
The young monk from Mount Sumeru stared at him, and after repeatedly confirming that he was indeed at the ninth level of Foundation Establishment, he gritted his teeth and his expression became more determined.
He has been cultivating so far, no matter what method the opponent uses to advance by leaps and bounds, he must defeat the opponent!
Yan Guanlin drew out his long sword and aimed it at the opposite side, but found that Liu Yuan seemed to be still distracted, and he couldn't bear it and said loudly: "Jiang Feng! You have humiliated me many times before, and today you will definitely have a snowfall!" shame!"
After he finished speaking, he thought that Liu Yuan would sarcastically retort a few more words, but he didn't expect that the other party just turned his head back, with a hint of a smile at the corner of his mouth, as if he looked at him in surprise, and said, "I hope you can Get what you want."
Yan Guanlin was so angry that he couldn't speak for a moment, and the hand holding the sword trembled slightly.
He clearly said provocative words, but the other party actually blessed him with words of encouragement
How much does this guy look down on to speak in such an elder-like tone? ?
"good very good!"
Because there was about a minute or two to prepare, Yan Guanlin stared at Liu Yuan with murderous aura like this, and the Jiange disciples who were watching beside him were ashamed, secretly thinking that these two people might have some kind of life-and-death enmity.
However, although it was stipulated in the Mingjian Conference that no deadly hands should be used, swords have no eyes, and spells will inevitably cause accidental injuries. Every time, someone will be seriously injured or near death.
The Jiange disciple raised his vigilance and explained that he could not kill the other party. After nodding on both sides, he waved his sleeves to signal the start.
call out-
Yan Guanlin, who was waiting in full force, stepped on the ground and flew out almost instantly, and disappeared in place, leaving a golden wave-shaped spreading trace on the ground, which should be a body spell.
Swish!
Liu Yuan drew out the Qingyang Sword, turned his hand over to hold the sword, and slashed towards the rear obliquely in a circle. The blue light crossed an arc, and just collided with the blade that appeared in midair, making a crisp clang sound.
Yan Guanlin's stagnant figure appeared behind Liu Yuan, his pupils constricted, and he looked a little disbelieving: "How can..."
"You are too slow." Liu Yuan's calm voice rang in his ears.
Yan Guanlin turned his head subconsciously, Liu Yuan turned around at some point, and even approached him, but he didn't even catch the trace.
Hereby—
The swords of the two crossed each other in an instant, and there was a piercing sound of the swords. The clash of power and the collision of spiritual power spread outward, blowing away the sleeves of the two and the fine dust on the ground.
call…
Yan Guanlin almost held his breath. At this moment, cold sweat broke out on his forehead. The reversal of the form happened so fast that his heart beat faster and he became nervous instantly.
Countless thoughts flashed through my mind, eventually turning into confusion.
how so
He did use all his strength, intending to deal with the opponent in one go, and directly used his strongest moves in body and sword techniques, but it seemed that all his actions had been seen through.
Liu Yuan moved from stillness to movement without any hesitation, it looked like Yan Guanlin leaned forward to get beaten.