Empress: My senior brother is too salty

The main peak of Yuanyi sect.

Zao Wou-ki and the peak masters sat in the observation seats of the ring.

Below are the chief disciples of Eleven Peaks, the second and third disciples.

There are 33 people in total, almost all of them are high-level Divine Sea Realm.

Among them, only Xiao Liuyun is the smallest, the youngest, and his cultivation is only at the first level of Shenhai.

"Is nephew Yan not here yet?"

Zhao Wuji frowned and asked.

Fenghua propped his chin, and looked down boredly: "It's not like you don't know the tradition of Heji Peak. It's normal to be late, and it's a strange thing to see people who are in Heji Peak arrive on time."

The peak masters of all the peaks sighed, hating iron for being weak.

"coming."

Gu Ping looked at the entrance and said.

Zhao Wou-ki and the others looked at the entrance.

Gu Qiyi walked lazily, Lin Che looked around nervously, the lynx in her arms was almost strangled to death by her.

Yan Luo was dressed in a loose robe, walking gracefully, like a dignified queen.

Zhao Wuji was very surprised: "Why is this lazy fellow here?"

Gu Qiyi led Lin Che up to the high platform, and said with a smile, "Masters, masters, you came so early."

Zao Wou-ki, Peak Masters: ...

Fenghua glared at Gu Qiyi: "Take your seat quickly, I'll be waiting for you."

"Okay."

Gu Qiyi took out the rattan chair and put it down, while Lin Che, like a frightened bird, found a secluded corner to sit down.

Zhao Wou-ki stood up and stood at the very front of the stands.

"I called you here today to test your strength. After half a month, you will represent the sect to participate in the Shanzhou Martial Arts Competition. This is the first time that I, Yuan Yizong, have been promoted to a first-class sect outside the country. Show our strength in front of people..."

After talking about the general situation, Zao Wou-ki read the rules again.

Then, Zhao Wuji waved his hand: "Let's start!"

The boy below ran to the arena with the stick in his arms.

The 34 disciples drew lots in turn, and they would fight whoever the opponent was drawn.

Basically, one person has to fight two battles.

After they each drew their opponents, the boy brought another lottery tube to draw the order of the competition.

After the two draws were over, everyone walked off the ring and sat in the waiting area.

The first one to take the stage was Gu Wuchen from Pingyang Peak.

Gu Wuchen walked to the ring and took out his opponent's signature: "Senior Brother Lin Xiao, please!"

……

"Wu Chen vs. Lin Xiao, the two of them haven't fought each other for a long time, and I don't know who is stronger now."

"Senior Brother Gu, your grandson is about to reach the peak of the Ninth Layer of the Divine Sea. I don't know how he compares to my apprentice."

"Speak well, don't swear." Gu Ping glared at the peak master who spoke: "Lin Xiao should be stronger. After all, among the three generations of disciples, only Su Han can suppress Lin Xiao."

Several peak masters in the stands communicated with each other.

Gu Qiyi lay on the side, yawning boredly.

Lin Che watched with relish.

"Senior brother, these senior brothers are so powerful, I can't even see their movements clearly."

"How do you compare with them?" Gu Qiyi patted Lin Che's head: "You don't belong to swords and swords, your task is to stay on the peak honestly."

"Oh~" Lin Che pouted, and said, "What about you, brother?"

"What's wrong with me?"

"Can you beat them?"

"..."

"scoff~"

Lynx couldn't help laughing.

Are these little dolls compared to nasty guys?
If you really want to start, the whole Yuanyi sect is not enough for everyone to sneeze.

Gu Qiyi glanced at lynx, and looked at the ring with a melancholy expression.

"Me, I don't know my strength, but if I beat them, it should be very easy."

"Senior brother is amazing!"

Stars lit up in Lin Che's eyes.

Gu Qiyi's words could not be hidden from Zhao Wuji's ears.

All members of the Yuan family and the senior officials all looked at Gu Qiyi in unison.

"Martial nephew Gu, we have been in the sect for so long, and we haven't seen you make a move yet. It happens that your juniors are all here today. Why don't you go down and compete?"

"That's right. Nephew Gu has been leisurely on the Heji Peak for so long, so it's time to come down and do some activities. It's not proper for young people to lie down all the time."

"Let's wait for them to finish the competition. When the No. 1 is selected, Martial Nephew Gu will compare with No. 1, so that they can also see the strength of a real senior brother like you."

Peak masters, you helped Gu Qiyi make a choice by saying something to me.

Gu Qiyi curled his lips and said, "Forget it, I admit defeat, I can't beat these juniors."

Zao Wou-ki, Lord of the Peaks:?
Didn't you just say that beating them is easy?

Why are you so cowardly?

Strong mouth king?
Lin Che looked at Gu Qiyi expectantly.

"Brother, why don't you go down and try it, I really want to see it."

"Don't go."

Gu Qiyi rewarded Lin Che with a slap in the face.

Lynx yawned, looked at Zhao Wou-ki and the others, as if looking at a group of idiots.

You let a strong man who is suspected of being in the Dao Palace participate in a competition in the Divine Sea Realm.

Are you sure you don't want to see your disciples being crushed?

If that's the case, the king doesn't mind making a move.

Guaranteed to crush your disciples to death.

"If you don't go, don't go!"

Lin Che covered her head and muttered aggrievedly.

Lynx stretched out her hand and touched the spot where Lin Che was beaten.

Lin Che pouted, and hugged Lynx tightly: "It's still Xiaohua who treats me well, senior brother is not well at all now."

Gu Qiyi: ...?
This was bought?

I really hurt you girl for nothing.

Seeing that Gu Qiyi couldn't survive, the peak owners immediately felt bored and continued to watch the competition off the stage.

As Gu Ping said.

Lin Xiao almost defeated Gu Wuchen with a crushing attitude.

Gu Wuchen was lying on the ring, looking at the sky speechlessly.

After more than ten years, how could they still not be able to beat these two guys.

Grandpa, are you hiding something from me?

"Junior Brother Gu, I accept it."

"Thank you Brother Lin for your mercy."

Gu Wuchen stood up, cupped his hands slightly, and the two walked down the ring side by side.

The second scene was Li Feiyu.

Li Feiyu jumped onto the ring and looked towards the waiting area.

"Junior Sister Yan Luo, please!"

……

in the stands.

The peak masters sat up straight at once.

"Li Feiyu to Yan Luo? Isn't this a bit too hasty?"

"Flying Rain has reached the peak of the Ninth Layer of the Divine Sea, but is stuck at the bottleneck of the Buxu Realm. With such a strong strength, can Nephew Yan do it?"

"Let's take a look first. It's okay to use a ceiling opponent to test Nephew Yan's strength. If you can't beat him, then train him more. If you beat him..."

"She is our trump card in this battle."

Listen to the exchanges of the peak masters.

Gu Qiyi was surprised.

The master master actually pinned his hopes for this battle on Junior Sister Yan?
This is also a bit too sloppy.

Gu Qiyi knows Yan Luo well, after all, he cultivated it by himself.

But Yan Luo's superficial strength is only the third level of Shenhai.

What basis do the sect masters and the others have to be so optimistic about Yan Luo.

……

on the ring.

Yan Luo walked up slowly.

Li Feiyu showed a hearty smile: "Junior Sister Yan, this battle is just to test your strength, you don't need to go all out, don't worry, I will show mercy."

Yan Luo remained expressionless, and with a wave of his hand, a long sword made of flames appeared in his hand.

Li Feiyu's eyelids twitched, and he suddenly had a bad feeling.

Suddenly, Yan Luo's figure disappeared in place.

Li Feiyu only felt the sound of wind coming from behind him, and before he had a chance to react, he saw the scene around him move, followed by a severe pain in his waist.

"hiss……"

"It's so fast!"

"Fuck, what kind of movement technique is this?"

"Junior Sister Yan is a little too strong. This is the third level of the Shenhai, and she can actually suppress and beat Senior Brother Li of the Ninth Level of the Shenhai. Be good."

Li Feiyu was kicked into the air and slid on the ground for a long distance before barely stopping.

Before getting up, Li Feiyu only noticed a darkness in front of her eyes.

Looking up, Yan Luo was already standing in front of him, the blue-black flaming long sword pressed against his throat, as long as Yan Luo was willing, the long sword would wipe across his neck.

"I lost!"

Li Feiyu's Adam's apple twitched, and he smiled bitterly.

Yan Luo's face was expressionless, and the green and black long sword in his hand dissipated abruptly.

Then put his hands on his lower abdomen, and gracefully walked off the ring.

There was silence on the scene.

The disciples from various peaks in the waiting area looked at the queen-like figure, and at the same time a strange thought arose in their hearts.

In the territory of Shenhai, will Junior Sister Yan have an opponent?