With system support: What's wrong with clicking like crazy?

Looking at the circular platform that was only fixed with twelve large iron chains and swayed when the wind blew, Feng Qingjiu asked, "How do you think this happened? If we fight in the middle, will the circular platform suddenly fall down?"

"This girl must be here for the first time...!" At this time, a young man carrying a sword said, "This platform was built by the founding emperor of Tiansheng three hundred years ago at the expense of a large amount of manpower."

"Look, girl!" The young man pointed at the twelve large iron chains. "Those few chains were made deep under the snowy mountains. Let alone a few people fighting, even if the weight of the entire Tiansheng Palace was added, they wouldn't collapse..."

Feng Qingjiu gave a thumbs up: "Great, great, I've learned a lot...!"

"Ms. Feng, I'm going to meet a friend..." Lu Li said.

After Lu Li finished speaking, he walked in another direction.

"Hey... who do you think will die here today, Miss Feng or Miss Murong?"

"That must be Miss Feng... Miss Murong is the most proud female disciple of Xiaoyao Peak's Fifth Sect Master, Master Nanhua...! Then Miss Feng is nothing...!"

"Miss Feng's literary talent is rare in a century... It's such a pity that she died like this...!"

"Hey... who said it wasn't...?"

Listening to the discussions of the people around him, Ye Xiumo became extremely worried.

“Fairy sister…are you going to have a martial arts competition there later…?” Ye Xiumo pointed at the circular platform suspended in the center.

Feng Qingjiu nodded: "Yes...!"

“Fairy sister…if we can’t beat you, just admit defeat, okay…Amo doesn’t want you to die…!” Ye Xiumo said with a sad face.

Looking at the miserable silly boy, Feng Qingjiu said with a smile: "Amo, don't make such a sad expression... People who don't know would think I'm going to die...?"

Ye Xiumo stretched out his hand and covered Feng Qingjiu's mouth: "Fairy sister... don't talk nonsense, you won't die, you will live a long life...!"

Seeing the silly boy's worried look, Feng Qingjiu felt warm in his heart: "Okay, okay... I will live a hundred years... Ah Mo will also live a hundred years."

Ye Xiumo finally smiled: "Well...Amo and Fairy Sister will live a long life."

At this time, masters from all walks of life have slowly come!

Most of them were skilled in flying skills, and they all gathered here, making the place bustling with noise and excitement.

Look at the people flying over here, carrying swords on their backs!

Feng Qingjiu was so excited when he saw this!

Isn’t this the scene in the dream?

It’s so spectacular. When I was acting in TV dramas before, there were scenes like this, but they were always fake.

Everyone was hanging on wires and there were many NGs. After the shoot everyone was exhausted.

"Wow... Miss, they are so amazing...!" Ruhua opened her mouth wide with envy, "It would be great if I could be as amazing as them one day."

Feng Qingjiu nodded: "Yes... I never thought that in this life, I would be lucky enough to see such a scene... It's so spectacular...!"

Seeing Feng Qingjiu's surprised expression, the young man said:

"Girl, this martial arts competition is held every three years in our Tianyuan Continent... You will have many opportunities to see it in the future...! When you come here many times, you will get used to such scenes."

...............

On the other side, Murong Xue and her maid looked at Feng Qingjiu with disdain.

The maid said disdainfully: "Miss... look at Feng Qingjiu, she is really petty...!"

Murong Xue snorted coldly: "People like her don't deserve to be here...!"

"Today is the first and last time she will see such a scene."

"I will make sure she never returns...!"

When Murong Xue thought of her sweetheart who also liked the bitch not far away, her hand holding the sword couldn't help but creak.

Feng Qingjiu, I wanted to spare your life today...!

But you should never, ever, seduce Cousin Ming while I'm in solitary confinement!

You deserve to die, you deserve to die a thousand times...!

Today Wuyun Peak is your grave.

"People from Xiaoyao Peak are coming...!" Someone shouted at this time.

First there was a sound of a flute, and then rose petals flew in the air...!

Everyone's eyes were on the person flying in the air.

The people in front were wearing purple clothes.

The system complained: [This is such a pretentious way to appear...! ]

Feng Qingjiu nodded: [I feel the same way. Such a ceremonial appearance, I thought they were a few handsome men, but they turned out to be old men... If you don't know, you might think it's the scene of a fairy tale drama.]

Looking at the person in the air, the young man next to him revealed envy in his eyes.

"It would be great if I could successfully enter Xiaoyao Peak today..."

"You want to go to Xiaoyao Peak..." Feng Qingjiu asked.

The young man nodded vigorously: "Well... the only place I want to go in my life is Xiaoyao Peak...!"

"But I've come to the tournament many times, and every time I couldn't make it into the top five... I hope I can do it this year...!"

The boy in front of him looked to be about seventeen or eighteen years old. This competition was held every three years. Could it be that this boy had participated in it when he was very young?

Feng Qingjiu: "Excuse me...how old are you this year...?"

The young man scratched his head and said, "Miss, I am thirty-eight this year... My name is Qian Lailai...!"

“What…? Thirty-eight…?” Feng Qingjiu and the others were all surprised.

The boy nodded: "Yes... thirty-eight, I have participated in every martial arts competition since I was eighteen...!"

I thought he was a teenager, but he turned out to be an uncle...!

Looking at the young uncle in front of him, Feng Qingjiu cried out in his heart.

It's unforgivable! Why do some people look so small?

Dongxue curled her lips: "Haha...Uncle Qian Jinlai, you are really young...!"

Qian Jinlai stretched out his hand: "No, no, no... just call me brother...!"

After the people from Xiaoyao Peak landed safely!

"Master...!" Murong Xue ran over.

"Xue'er...!" Master Nanhua looked at his most proud female disciple with a face full of joy.

“Junior sister, long time no see…!” The man behind Master Nanhua waved.

The man was Luo Yi, the chief disciple of Nanhua Zhenren.

"Master, Senior Brother, why don't you come to the General's Mansion to find me when you are here?" Murong Xue said.

Luo Yi: "Master didn't allow us to disturb you from practicing martial arts, otherwise we would have gone there long ago."

Nanhua Zhenren looked at Murong Xue with a kind face and asked: "Xue'er, how confident are you in winning the Fengqing wine this time?"

Murong Xue raised her chin high: "Master, don't worry. I am more than capable of dealing with Feng Qingjiu and will never embarrass you."

Looking at his confident disciple, Master Nanhua nodded with satisfaction.

I had secretly investigated Feng Qingjiu when I went down the mountain. A young lady who had been kept in seclusion for many years was nothing to be afraid of.