Excited voices roared in the air, and the contestants of the four major sects' martial arts competitions came out one after another and stood firmly on the arena.
Lu Jiuque was shocked to realize that she didn't seem to know who the Soul Fighting Sect would send to compete!
When Lie Fengting, who had a fighting spirit on his face, and Ye Hui, who was as murderous as a little lion, stood in front of and behind the people, Lu Jiuque was stunned and said: "This... Ye Hui?! Is there a problem with this?" "
Li Fengting is not worried, but Ye Hui has only been in the sect for a long time... What if he is inexperienced and gets injured
Shen Li and Wen Luo turned around at the same time and stared at Lu Jiuque in surprise. After looking at her a little embarrassed, Shen Li frowned and said, "Xiao Jiu'er, don't say such words in front of others. Say it, especially Ye Hui, you know?"
Ye Hui's efforts were noticed by Shen Li and Wen Luo, but Lu Jiuque did not.
Because Lu Jiuque always strode forward, walking freely and gracefully, looking like he was happy with his life, she didn't know how hard Ye Hui was chasing behind her and how perseverant he was.
If such unremitting efforts could not win the recognition of this special person, Ye Hui would definitely feel sad and heartbroken.
The feelings of youth are always poetry...
Since they are senior brothers themselves, they should protect him well, alas...
Lu Jiuque was startled, and then he realized that he really hadn't cared about Ye Hui for a long time. She seemed to have gone too far, didn't she
No matter what Ye Hui's strength is, he is her lifelong friend. As long as he has the confidence to stand in the arena, she will believe in him unconditionally!
"I... understand, I won't do it again." Lu Jiuque lowered his head and responded in a low voice.
Although the word "sorry" was not spoken, Shen Li and Wen Luo both understood the meaning clearly.
The two of them couldn't help but laugh, sighing in their hearts.
Alas... Youth, how wonderful it is!
Childhood sweethearts, how wonderful!
Why don't Mao and the others have such a considerate little Qingmei
After finishing speaking, Lu Jiuque quietly raised her head and looked at the boy next to her. She would not forget how jealous the big devil was.
Feeling Lu Jiuque's timid and inquiring eyes, he was cautious, as if he was afraid that he would be a little bit unhappy.
It was as if everything in her heart was not as important as him.
This discovery made Di Shifang extremely happy, and his heart was filled with gurgling bubbles, like a hot spring with pulsing pulses, restless and sweet.
"Idiot, watch the game."
He pressed her head and signaled her to pay attention to the competition on the field. His actions seemed tough, but they were indescribably soft.
Lu Jiuque also smiled, feeling that such a fierce and evil demon king was unbearably cute.
Although Ye Hui was standing on the stage, he couldn't help but pay attention to Lu Jiuque's expression. Feeling her somewhat worried gaze, he miraculously stopped being anxious.
A wandering heart finally returned to the chest.
He will fight with all his strength!
"The rules of the first round of martial arts competition are very simple. The opponents are determined by drawing lots, and the top four teams will get points. During the competition, ordinary weapons can be used, and the use of star soul power, spiritual weapons, poisons, formations, runes, etc. is prohibited. All non-martial arts moves, such as killing the opponent, expelling the opponent from the ring, or making the opponent admit defeat, are prohibited!"
"yes!"
"Let's start the lottery!"