A five-year-old junior sister, she is the group favorite of four crazy critics

"Cang Yan Sect, Bei Wan!"

When Bei Wan introduced herself to her family, she realized the malice of the young man in front of her towards her.

Yes, malice, the feeling of looking for trouble just by looking at it.

"Qingya Sect, Li Gui!"

Li Gui happens to be 15 years old this year, in the middle stage of foundation building, and a direct disciple of the elder of the Qingya Sect.

He hates people from the Cangyan Sect, and his most admired senior brother was directly beaten away by the Cangyan Sect's senior brother with a mace, so he wants to regain his position with the kid in front of him!

Moreover, Uncle Qin Pin specifically ordered that if he steals more of this kid's blood during a fight, he will be given a lot of earth-level elixirs.

This is not easy?

"start!"

After the referee finished shouting, he turned and left the ring.

"bring it on!"

Li Gui raised his sword to thrust, but it seemed to be light and airy, and he didn't have the intention to defeat the enemy with one move.

Bei Wan noticed that it didn't seem to be that powerful, so he didn't use the magical weapon. After all, it could only be used twice.

The little guy raised his small wooden sword to catch the opponent's move.

It was blocked, it really didn't look like a full blow in the middle stage of foundation building.

But his arm was cut open by the opponent's sharp sword, and blood flowed down his arm.

Bei Wan took a few steps back and looked at Li Gui, but his brows furrowed slightly.

This was the first time she met someone who was obviously capable but didn't go all out.

a little strange...

But before Bei Wan could figure out why it was so strange, he saw the other party stabbing him lightly again.

Completely, she could barely resist it, but it didn't make her feel relaxed, just like a cat teasing a mouse.

After three moves, although the little guy was not seriously injured, there were quite a few wounds on his body, and the blood had stained the small wooden sword held in his right hand red.

Li Gui is 15 years old and tall. Just standing on the stage is in sharp contrast to the little guy opposite who is less than his waist height.

It also made the little guy covered in blood even more pitiful.

The way he competed made some of the kind-hearted female disciples below a little unbearable.

"This Li Gui is really..."

"How could he bully a girl like this! He could send her off the ring with just one move!"

"Why doesn't the little sister of the Cangyan Sect still admit defeat?"

"I heard from my senior brother that if Cangyan Sect wants to maintain its top six ranking this time, this kid must not lose more than six games. He is the only one in their juvenile group."

Worried that Beiwan needed help, Qi Youqing quickly solved his game.

When he rushed over, he could clearly see the appearance of the little guy on the stage through the special silk on his eyes.

The little guy's clothes were torn, and the blood stained the small peach wood sword in his right hand. He was in a state of embarrassment, but he still refused to admit defeat.

Qi Youqing's eyes fell on Li Gui in the arena, his thin lips moved slightly, and he said two words in a cold and quiet voice.

"The sword is broken."

Follow the law.

He rarely used it, but at this time there was no other way.

At that moment, Bei Wan's small wooden sword and Li Gui's sword made of fine iron collided.

then……

under the watchful eyes of all.

Li Gui's sword made of fine iron began to crack beautifully inch by inch from the tip of the sword, and then...only the hilt was left in his hand.

Li Gui was completely stunned. He looked at the fragments of the sword on the ground and suddenly knelt on the ground, completely forgetting that he was still fighting.

All he knew was that...his wife was dead.

Senior brother has always said that the sword is the sword cultivator's wife!

My wife is dead! ! !

Li Gui was stunned, but Bei Wan was not. She kept tense. The moment Li Gui knelt down for the sword, she stabbed Li Gui straight in the heart with the sword.

"Sword with spiritual power."

A very weak murmur sounded again among the noisy discussion.

Although Bei Wan can now absorb spiritual power with his flesh and blood, in the final analysis, he has not yet completely opened up his Dantian. The spiritual power can be absorbed, but cannot be used.

Therefore, with the blessing of Qi Youqing's magic skills, the small wooden sword wrapped in a faint spiritual power directly pierced Li Gui's chest and broke through his protective spiritual power.

Such a change made everyone present unable to react.

Qi Youqing watched Li Gui fall on the stage, and just curled his thin lips slightly.

Should.

Fortunately, Bei Wan took back the small peach wood sword in time, but the peach wood sword was completely shattered.

The little guy looked at Li Gui, whose chest was bleeding, and then looked at his hand stained with his own blood and Li Gui's blood. He didn't know whether he was afraid or felt pain after relaxing.

The small hands began to shake uncontrollably, and she was scared.

After all, he was five years old. Even though he had sparred with his senior brother and master, he had never hurt anyone.

At this time, it was the first time Bei Wan stabbed a sword into a person's body.

"It's been a while."

Yan Ci also arrived at this time, and he was not as confused as others.

He knew exactly what happened on stage and who caused it.

Qi Youqing sneered, "I can't die."

Even if he dies, he deserves it.

The referee hurried over to check on Li Gui's injury, but found that it was not stabbed in the heart at all, but that Li Gui fainted from the pain.

referee:……

Have you ever seen a 1.8 meter tall man faint from the pain of a sword?

Returning the sword to Xiu, he looked worse than the little girl next to him who was covered in blood!

Speaking of which, Bei Wan has no other advantages, except that he is particularly outstanding in enduring pain.

Even if she was stabbed four or five more times, she could still bear it.

When she was tortured by evil doctors, what she feared most was pain, but what she was least afraid of was pain.

only……

"Why did his sword break?"

The little breasted dumpling covered in blood, with a soft and cute face, asked the referee word by word.

referee:? ? you ask me?

Bei Wan lowered his head and looked at his small peach wood sword.

"Why did my sword break?"

Referee: Huh?

"Why can I impale him?"

Referee: I’m still asking you questions when I’m riding a horse!

Shouldn't this be his words as a referee?

Bei Wan's disciple uniform was torn and hung loosely on her body. Not to mention that she was covered in blood, which gave her an unnatural feeling.

But if you look at her face, you will find that the little guy's face is full of uprightness and uprightness.

"why?"

The little guy tilted his head in confusion and asked the referee again.

referee:……

Qi Youqing in the audience:...

Forgot, the junior sister is different from them.

This child has not been raised crookedly.

Qi Youqing looked at the little breast dumpling who was still bleeding from the wound and looking pale, but was still waiting for an answer on the stage. He hesitated for a moment and then said: "Dun."

I’ve almost lost all my blood, and I’m still so persistent!

It’s better to faint quickly!

Then, the referee saw that he was stubbornly questioning him just now, as if he was secretly helping Cangyan Sect's winning little breast dumpling...

There was a bang, like touching porcelain, and it fell! fainted!

referee:? ? ?

Damn it, who knows!

The corner of Yan Ci's mouth twitched, he glanced at Qi Youqing, then quickly went on stage and picked up the small breast dumpling under the watch of the referee.

The two players were equally miserable.

Both of their swords were broken, they both saw blood, and they both fainted.

The referee team intervened to study for a while and found that there was no problem, so the game continued.

Yan Fengmian stood up on the high platform and dusted off his clothes.

"There is no one in the sect, so I'm going to take care of my apprentice."

After saying that, regardless of the expressions of everyone present, he stood up and left.

As soon as he left, several people present began to talk.

"Did you see it clearly just now? Yan Fengmian didn't do anything."

"Well, Yan Fengmian didn't take any action, and neither did his top disciples below."

"Could it be that the child with a broken meridian really shattered the Qingya Sect disciple's sword?"

"I think there must be something special about that child, otherwise Cangyan Sect would not accept him as a disciple."