Princess Sets Poison Again

Chapter 478 Who is the Champion?

The next day, everyone got up early and went to Chihongfeng to occupy the place early.

Today is the final finals, whether it is the first disciple match for the roommate or the qualifying match for the new disciple.

Baitan also got up early, and after simply grooming, she pulled Mo Beichen down the Zixia Peak.

When the two arrived at Chihong Peak, Chihong Peak was already full of people.

When Bai Tan and Mo Beichen arrived, they immediately caused a sensation.

"Sister Bai is here."

"This time, Bai Shimei is a popular candidate for the first apprentice."

"That is, I don't know who she and Brother Zuo can be our first aides."

"Unfortunately, Brother Mo did not participate. Otherwise, the position of this disciple must be him."

A female disciple looked at Mo Beichen infatuatedly, a pair of peach hearts full of admiration.

The beaver's forehead immediately dropped into a row of black lines, and looked up at Mo Beichen with a sour look.

This guy really likes women.

Looking at Bai Tan's sour little face, Mo Beichen couldn't help but hang his lips.

"Beaver!"

"Sister, here."

Murong Xuefei and Bai Ruyue, who were one step ahead of them, beckoned with excitement when they saw the **** coming.

Bai Tan pulled Mo Beichen over and chuckled, "You came early enough."

She thought she had arrived early enough, but at this point, everything that should have arrived came at the latest.

"Don't I come here to cheer for you and the Seven Princesses? No matter who of you can make this disciple, can't I get all the light?"

Bai Ruyue said, smiling at armfuls of Baiju and Murong Xuefei at the same time.

Murong Xuefei chuckled, "I don't want to be the first apprentice, and where can I be the first apprentice?"

Today's final is probably a contest between Taner and Zuo Yuqing. Both she and Ming Lanqi belong to the match.

Baitan stretched out his hand and bounced Bai Ruyue's head. "You, you don't work hard, but you want to get all the light."

Everyone heard the words and laughed.

"Squad, we're here to help you."

Ran Yun and the disciples of the Yellow Character Class ran towards the **** together.

The **** raised his eyebrow and chuckled, "Today Yu Fengling is also going to play, please go and help him cheer first."

Bai Ruyue heard the words and said with a smile, "Big sister, don't you know, there is only one playing field today, Brother Yu is going to play here too."

The **** frowned, raised his eyes and glanced backwards. Sure enough, he saw that the separate venues had merged again, and those three or four stages were also combined into one stage.

"Why suddenly merged again?"

Leng Yihan hooked his lips. "This is also normal. Today the new top ten disciples have the opportunity to be seen by the elders and accepted as disciples in the room. The natural elders depend on their cultivation and quality."

In the previous two days, most of the elders were watching the match of the disciples, and they paid little attention to the new disciples. Of course, the finals of the last day should also pay attention to, otherwise this disciple could not choose.

"咚 ... 咚 ..."

The clock rang, and Bu Yangzi and Elder Yuan arrived together.

The elders went to the high platform together and sat in their own exclusive positions.

After seeing everyone sitting down, Elder Su went to the high stage and chanted, "Today is the last day of the disciple contest. Both the new disciple and the disciple will decide the championship."

As soon as the elder Su's voice fell, there was another discussion underneath.

"I don't know who can be the champion."

"Yeah, I don't know which one is more powerful, Sister Bai and Brother Zuo."

"I heard that the top ten new disciples have the opportunity to be selected by the elders as disciples. I don't know who is lucky enough to be selected."

"cough……"

Listening to the comments of the disciples below, Elder Su coughed and continued, "Now, the new disciples will start the game first. Nangong Ying and Zuo Yutao will take the stage to compete."

Nangong Ying and Zuo Yutao flew to the stage together.

Nangong Sakura was holding a hundred-flowered sword, full of spirits, full of redness, and apparently had a good rest last night.

However, Zuo Yutao was pale, with a wooden board and gauze tied to his left arm. It should be that the injury was too severe yesterday and he has not recovered.

Xue Qingxi looked at Nangong Sakura, who looked very good on the stage, and could not help frowning.

Sure enough, she is a heartless woman.

On the stage, Nangong Sakura arched her hand at Zuo Yutao, "Brother Zuo, please enlighten me."

Zuo Yutao also wanted to raise his hand, but his left arm could not move, and he could only smile with a bitter smile. "The inconvenience of the left arm, please forgive me."

Nangong Sakura glanced down at Zuo Yutao's left arm, and there was a glance in her eyes.

If the injury is this way, you can come to the game, either the injury is not serious, or the perseverance is excellent, but I don't know which one he is?

The two didn't talk much, and soon they were together.

Zuo Yutao is already Qingling Jiuzhong, Shan Lunxiu is the only disciple in the top ten who can be equal to Murong Pu, naturally he is a lot stronger than Nangong Ying, but his left arm was seriously injured, which obviously affected his performance.

Nangong Sakura has a two-pronged approach, while wielding a hundred flower sword and piercing Zuo Yutao, he secretly transports his mystery and throws it away when he is not ready.

Zuo Yutao, while dealing with Nangong Sakura's sword, was also guarding against her mystery.

The bottom line is that as soon as he pushes **** the broken bones of his left arm, he feels heartache. Only a few dozen moves, he was already a cold sweat.

The **** looked at Zuo Yutao, sweaty, and raised his eyebrows.

It seems that Zuo Yutao was not badly injured, but he still had a test like this. It is really good perseverance. If it is an ordinary person, let alone a game, I'm afraid he won't even get up.

At this point, Nangong Sakura also saw that Zuo Yutao was really not badly injured, but she did not fall into the hole to attack his wound, but avoided his left arm everywhere, only attacked his long sword.

Zuo Yutao naturally also saw the kindness of Nangong Ying, looked at her with a sweaty face, and whispered, "Thank you."

Nangong Sakura's lips angled slightly, "Don't think you're hurt, I'll let you, our fair test is."

Although she admires his perseverance, she won't let him, and he won't need her.

"It's natural."

Zuo Yutao also laughed, and the strength of his hand increased. Even if his left arm was numb, he was unaware that he was wielding a sword with his greatest strength.

The elders who watched the game on the high platform and looked at the test of the two men all nodded with satisfaction.

Finally, I saw two decent disciples. One was so strong that he stayed here to participate in the competition. He was tenacious. One won the battle without any means. Both were good disciples.

Off the stage, Xue Qing frowned and watched the two men's game, and a little bit of sourness was born in her heart.

He remembered that she was not so kind to him yesterday.

On the stage, the two fought again for a while, and Zuo Yutao finally could not stop Nangong Sakura's attack.

Elder Su looked at Zuo Yutao with a lost face, and frowned, "Nangong Yingsheng."

Zuo Yutao smiled and bowed toward Nangong Ying with a bitter smile, "Thank you for your mercy."

After that, Zuo Yutao flew off the stage.

Nangong Sakura didn't stay too much, and then flew off the stage.

Because his arm was too painful, Zuo Yutao wanted to go back to rest, but thinking of the elders' need to be a disciple in the room for a while, and afraid to miss it, he could only sit silently and bear it.

"Why did you come to play like this?"

The petite voice was a bit sharp, but still showed a trace of concern.

Zuo Yutao lifted his eyes and stared at Liyang Bingwei, "Princess?"

"follow me."

Liyang Bingwei grabbed Zuo Yutao's right hand and pulled him into the forest next to him.

Zuo Yutao stayed for a moment, and when he reacted, the person was pressed by Puyang Bingwei and sat on the big rock next to him.

Zuo Yutao's face flushed, and he looked at Liyang Bingwei stunned, "Princess, you ..."

"The plank inside you is crooked, and I will tie it back for you."

After waiting for Zuo Yutao to ask, Liyang Bingwei explained it herself.

Zuo Yutao froze slightly, then thanked his face, "Thank you."

Puyang Bingwei's eyes flickered lightly, and she suddenly lifted the veil from her face and looked at Zuo Yutao and asked, "Am I ugly?"

Zuo Yutao stayed again, staring at the scars on Liyang Bingwei's face, blinking a distress in his eyes, then shaking his head very seriously.

Suyang Bingwei laughed suddenly, no longer wearing a veil, and stretched out her hands carefully to remove the bandage on his left arm. "You hold back, it may hurt a little."

"Yep."

Zuo Yutao gave a soft sound, a soft light in his eyes.

On the side of the field, Murong Yu and Yu Fengling have already entered the stage.

Whether it is Murong Yu or Yu Fengling, they are all first-class beauty men. When all two come to power, the female disciples underneath are agitated.

"Both look good, what should I do? I don't know who to support?"

"Of course, she supports Murong Yun, but Murong Yun is Prince Zixiao, who has a distinguished status."

"I support Yu Fengling because of his esteemed status. People like us must be despised. They might as well support Yu Fengling. Maybe there is hope."

"Yes, yes, I also support Yu Fengling."

"I support Murong Yu ..."

Baici listened to the arguments of the female disciples, and couldn't help narrowing her eyes.

These women are really ...

No matter they are Murong Yu or Yu Fengling, they are hopeless. Who makes these two big icebergs?

Fortunately, Murong Yu now has Yun Shaoning, a small heater, otherwise it must be still ice.

On the stage, both of them were a bit cold, and no one said hello, they just fought.

Murong Xu waved his sword straight up, and Yu Fengling was also polite, and greeted him with two sledgehammers.

"Bang bang" a crisp sound, the two played well.

To say that cultivation, Yu Fengling has just been promoted to the Green Spirit, and Murong Yu is already in the late stage of the Green Spirit, and will always be promoted to the Blue Spirit.

In terms of cultivation, Yu Fengling is naturally inferior to Murong Yu.

Besides weapons, Murong Yu's fate sword is a fairy weapon from Master Jiang Jin's hand, and Yu Fengling's sledgehammer is just a handy work by Mo Beichen.

The weapon was convenient, and Yu Fengling was a bit different from Murong.

Although Xiu Wei and Weapon are not as good as Murong Ye, Yu Fengling can even tie up with Murong Ye. Dozens of strokes have been made, and they have not fallen in the slightest.

The **** looked at the contest on the stage, his eyes were full of expectations.

Who is more powerful, Murong Yu and Yu Fengling?