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

Speaking of which, Bei Wan had a competition with Martin a few days ago.

But I didn’t know why at the time, Martin gave her medicine, but he himself drank it.

Now that she has reached the strength of the early stage of foundation building, she can finally compete with opponents of equal strength without having to rely on the defensive weapons given by her third senior brother.

Bei Wan, who had always waited for others to take the lead, raised his sword for the first time and attacked Ma Tian.

The Bamboo Burning Sword itself is a mysterious magic weapon, and it fits well with Bei Wan.

The small figure thrust with an angry sword intent, and Ma Tian raised his sword to meet it.

Although Bei Wan was short, she was very fast, like a little rabbit.

Martin didn't notice anything strange at first, but he soon realized something was wrong.

Every move of the little guy in front of him seemed to be carrying strong spiritual power, and his spiritual power was not reduced due to the consumption of the moves.

This is the biggest difference between absorbing spiritual power through the meridians and absorbing spiritual power through the whole body.

Off the stage, Mo Yan wanted to get the fruit from the storage bracelet, but found that it was gone, so he had to take out a candied fruit that was so sour.

His face was distorted with sourness, but he still did not forget to complain:

"Tsk, look, this is different. Ordinary people who behave like this in the early stage of foundation building will have no spiritual power."

"But..." Mo Yan tsked, "It's still not enough. There was too little actual combat, and I was still beaten by Ma Tian."

Yan Ci's eyes fell firmly on the small-breasted dumpling on the stage, "Don't worry, she has just started."

Liao Jin, who had been silent all this time, also said "hmm" in agreement.

Mo Yan rolled his eyes and wanted to say something, but his eyes were fixed.

On the stage, Bei Wan was already injured.

It was Martin's hidden weapon. Although the poison on it had dissipated under the influence of the previous elixir, the wound was still real.

Martin and Bei Wan's current strength is the same.

The reason why he was able to reach the finals with his strength in the early stages of foundation building was because of his use of poison and hidden weapons.

Coupled with his good luck, he got the last bye.

Now facing Bei Wan again, he actually had mixed emotions. He was happy because this was the only one he could beat, but he was worried because this little guy was a bit evil and he was a little scared.

In front of him, the little guy already had several wounds on his body, and blood was flowing to the hilt of the sword.

But it still seems to be attacking with one move after another tirelessly, which is really weird.

"Aren't you in pain?"

Martin finally couldn't bear it anymore and asked loudly during the game.

Facing his questioning, Bei Wan kept moving her hands, but the light in her eyes was extremely firm.

"pain!"

But she had endured more painful injuries, and this was trauma.

She was at the evil doctor's place at the beginning, but the external and internal injuries were combined, and when the poison took effect, it was like a million bugs crawling and tearing inside her body, which was extremely painful.

"are not you tired!"

Ma Tian looked at the little guy who seemed to be desperate for his life and attacked with all his strength again, and asked again.

"Tired." Bei Wan's answer came together with her attack.

Martin collapsed: "Then you are tired and in pain, why are you so desperate!"

It’s really difficult!

Mo Yan, who was below, plucked his ears out of boredom.

"I never noticed before that this guy talks so much nonsense!"

"I seriously suspect that he wants to distract the little junior sister and take advantage of the opportunity to launch a sneak attack!"

Bei Wan didn't answer this time, he just breathed a sigh of relief and moved his sword faster.

She faced him again, and the bamboo burning sword in her hand collided with the opponent's sword.

Maybe she didn't hold it tightly, or maybe she was weak, and the burning bamboo sword fell out of her hand and was knocked away.

Ma Tian would not let go of this fatal flaw, and stabbed Bei Wan with the sword in his hand.

And at this time, on the high platform where no one noticed, Yan Fengmian lowered his head and smiled lightly, with some relief on his face.

Just when everyone in the audience thought Bei Wan was going to lose.

But the little guy was flying gracefully. I don't know how she did it. Suddenly, she stepped on Martin's sword with her toes and flew into the air with the help of it.

"Fuck, Jinghongbu, Master has been secretly teaching her!"

Others didn't know how Bei Wan stepped on the opponent's sword, but Mo Yan and the others knew.

The Cangyan Sect's most basic method of lightening one's body is the Jinghong Step.

Martial arts in the world are fast and unbreakable, and sword cultivation is even more so. However, Bei Wan has never used it before, and they don't even know when their master taught her.

Bei Wan's figure had already used the force to fly up into the air, but she did not reach out to hold the Bamboo Burning Sword that was knocked away.

Instead, his figure whirled in the air, and unexpectedly used the power of the whirling force to kick the Zhuzhuo Sword hard.

The bamboo flames pierced through the wind, like a sharp blade coming out of its string, attacking Ma Tian with unstoppable force.

The two of them were equally powerful. Bei Wan had consumed Ma Tian for a long time. Just now he had feinted a shot, and now the Bamboo Burning Sword struck again in a way that no one had imagined.

Martin had no choice but to raise his sword to the crossbar.

But he didn't expect that the momentum of the Zhuhai Sword that was stabbed by the force would be so strong. He blocked Bei Wan's Zhuxiao Sword, but he was forced to retreat backwards due to the impact.

Then his steps stopped at the edge of the ring, just when he wanted to quickly move away from the edge of the ring.

Martin saw the little guy who had no sword in his hand, and he didn't know when he had arrived in front of him.

She held a dark fire stick in her hand. The fire stick looked ordinary, but when it was stabbed, its momentum was even stronger than the burning bamboo sword just now.

Martin's steps were messed up and he actually fell out of the ring.

Bei Wan put away the poinciana tree, held the bamboo sword in his trembling hands, and clasped his fist at Ma Tian: "I accept."

"You, you did it on purpose."

Ma Tian stood up suddenly, thinking back to Bei Wan's consecutive moves just now.

He thought it was an accident that Bei Wanjian was knocked away.

Now that I think about it, I find that it doesn't seem to be the case. It was a bit unexpected that the sword was knocked away.

At that time, he only focused on taking the opportunity to defeat Bei Wan, and he didn't think so much.

Bei Wan nodded, turned to look at the position of the high platform, and admitted it openly.

"Yes, on purpose."

On the high platform, Yan Fengmian leaned lazily on the wooden chair, hiding his merit and fame.