Bang bang bang, punch after punch, the whole training room was silent, and the sound of fists colliding with faces echoed for a long time.
Punches that do not use supernatural powers are purely physical expressions of emotion. Although it will hurt if it hits the body, it will not break the bones.
Of course, this kind of unstructured and purely venting beating quickly consumed Song Ye a lot of energy.
She rarely sweated during training, her face was red and her breath was heavy. She grabbed the male disciple by his collar and dragged him up from the ground. She hunched over and looked down at him. The sweat on her face dripped onto her wrists, just like Like salty tears.
"This match is the hard work of Senior Sister. Even if you kneel down, you will finish it for me. I will avenge her." Her long hair covered all the expressions on her face, but she never In these two short sentences, people can clearly feel her inner peace.
Speaking of which, if it comes to anger and unwillingness, Song Ye is the one who has the most say among them.
Zhou Qingqing considered her a good friend, and she was also the one who was wronged when something happened. The person who hates Takahashi Orika the most now should be the girl in front of her.
The male disciple, who had been punched more than a dozen times and whose cheeks were swollen, was lying on the ground blankly. He was grabbed by the collar and looked up at the condescending girl with a pair of cold eyes burning like fire. He felt the opponent's grasp. The clenching fists were coming from anger.
At this moment, he truly realized the suppressed emotions beneath the girl's calm appearance.
It's not that she doesn't hate or be angry, it's just that instead of venting her emotions, she chose to fulfill Zhou Qingqing's unfinished wish.
This competition was the result of her countless days and nights of hard training. Even if she was not around, they were still obliged to do a good job.
As for this revenge, Song Ye will avenge it for her.
The disciples inside and outside looked at Song Ye, who was standing there quietly with an overwhelming aura. For the first time, they felt that this slender and young figure was so powerful, steady and reliable.
And these dozen punches also completely woke up everyone in the depression, and they realized how sorry they were for Zhou Qingqing for being slack at this time.
Sitting in the corner, Orika Takahashi curled up and buried her head in her knees. Her lips covered by her long hair were bitten until they bled.
She can't stay here any longer.
After tomorrow's competition, once traced, she will inevitably die. The competition in the disciple hall of the seven major families is her only chance to be transferred to other families, and she must seize it.
The most important thing is that she must kill Song Ye.
This woman has been against her from the beginning. As long as Song Ye is around, her life will always be destroyed.
And tomorrow is the best time.
The same training room was filled with an invisible smoke. Everyone had different thoughts, but they all worked hard on training.
The next day was the day of the disciple hall competition, and it was also the opportunity that Song Ye had been waiting for for two months. She was finally going to face Ye Meimei.
Qin Zhan's life was not in danger for the time being, and she didn't know if she would be able to see him today. She got up early in the morning and led the team to the Ye family's territory. The organizer of this competition was the Ye family.
The hierarchical system of the seven major families is the same, and even the uniform standards of clothing are the same. As soon as you enter the martial arts competition venue in the disciple hall, you will be filled with black people, just like a martial arts conference in ancient times.
Below the stone steps is a spacious platform for competitions. On the stone steps is the viewing position of the upper level of the master's house. The sandalwood Taishi chair and the fragrant tea have been served by servants one after another. In the background is the simple white wall and blue tiled building of the Ye family disciple hall. Wind chimes were hung around, making a tinkling sound.
Perhaps because of the fact that a woman is the head of the family, the overall style of the Ye family's architecture shows a delicate and refined feel. Even the Ye family has more female disciples than other families.
Since each competing team originally had only one female disciple, Song Ye attracted a lot of attention when he led the team into the field.
"Hey, where's Zhou Qingqing? Why did someone change the team leader today?"
"I heard that he was injured and is being cared for at his master's house. The team leader is a newcomer and is focused on training."
"Tsk, so what if we focus on training? Isn't it true that Zhou Qingqing is defeated by our Ye family every year? He is so tall and slender. This time he has a new leader and it is even worse."
"That's right. The Shao family just doesn't pay attention to appearance. However, I see that there are still good-looking girls in the team. They look like they are from R country. They are quite cute. Our head of the family should like them."
Anywhere where there are women is where the Bagua is developed. It was just a matter of entry. The group of female disciples of the Ye family had already discussed Song Ye and Takahashi Orikapin hundreds of times.
But the evaluations are completely different.
He is also a newcomer, and his abilities are not favored. Song Ye's pockmarked and half-red face is obviously very criticized, while Takahashi Orika, who is in the same team, looks petite and cute, and has a pleasant smile. Comparing the two Underneath, her beauty was highlighted even more.
Both of them also heard these gossips. Takahashi Orika was secretly happy and proud, while Song Ye had a calm and calm look on his face. After arranging the position, he stayed in place and became the doorkeeper.
"Bah, only a bunch of blind people would regard that kind of woman as a treasure." The male disciple standing next to Song Ye couldn't help but complain in a low voice, "The entire disciple hall is waiting to deal with her severely later. "
He is now so disgusted that he doesn't even want to mention Takahashi Orika's name.
Song Ye looked forward, moved his lips, and gave an objective judgment, "You can't beat her."
Even though these male disciples are all old disciples, after all, hard work cannot make up for the lack of talent. It just so happens that Takahashi Orika's talent is very good, and Song Ye can judge the strength from the strength.
"Song Ling, I didn't want you to cause trouble like this." The male disciple had a basin of cold water poured on his head and almost vomited blood. He really admired Song Ye's calmness and composure in situations. He didn't look like a little girl at all, which often made their male disciples very depressed.
Hearing this, Song Ye did not continue to comment. After a long silence, she said in a cold voice: "I will deal with her myself."
"You..." The male disciple was startled, and turned his head to look at the girl next to him. He was suddenly hurt by the ice in her eyes, and the hair on his whole body stood on end.
He swallowed and remembered that there was a rule in the disciple competition that swords have no eyes, and there is no punishment for killing.
Just as he was thinking about asking something else, the gong over there clanged, and the heads of the seven major families began to enter.
All the discussions in the audience were silent in an instant, and countless pairs of eyes were staring at the entrance, welcoming the arrival of a group of people at the top of the pyramid in a world where supernatural powers are respected.