After falling in love with the enemy at first sight

"Wow, is he the chief? He looks so cute."

"This will be a beauty embryo when he grows up."

"I just don't know how strong he is, in case it's a vase..."

"Isn't it always rumored that the head of the sect was a beauty before, so he especially likes good-looking people? Maybe he was brought back because of his good looks."

"Not at all, it's the chief anyway."

"Who knows."

"..."

In the ears are the whispers of Luo Qingzong's inner disciples, the ten-year-old Xiao Su Kongnian is held tightly by He Tong, but his face is buried lower and lower.

This is the first time he has appeared in Luoqingzong for more than a year, and he always feels that the disciples of the same sect don't like him very much...

Is it because of looks?

Xiao Su Kongnian's eyes were a little sad.

When their family was still in the past, he was not welcomed by the children next door because of his appearance. Except for his elder brother who was six or seven years older, basically no one played with him.

So it's still the same here.

Xiao Su Kongnian was a little depressed, and followed Hetong step by step, with his head lowered like a little animal with a drooping head.

However, at this moment, Xiao Su Kongnian felt his head was suddenly rubbed hard.

He raised his head and looked at Hetong, his eyes were still soaked in mist, which was very cute.

Hetong's white hair is tied up with a white jade crown. Although he is a very unscrupulous old naughty boy in private, he is a kind-hearted old man in front of others, more like the head of a generation of big families.

He smiled and rubbed the ends of Xiao Su Kongnian's hair, but didn't speak.

Xiao Su Kongnian was still in awe of the master who saved him, thinking that he was telling him not to show such an expression in front of others, so he stretched out his other hand and patted his face, wanting to pat all the sad emotions Walk.

But it still failed.

He bowed his head and puffed his mouth, secretly hating his uselessness.

He Tong originally wanted to introduce him to the disciples of the inner sect, to confirm his identity, but Xiao Su Kongnian just stayed quietly beside He Tong, distracted, and didn't listen to a word.

When he came back to his senses, the other disciples had almost left one after another, and there were only two empty figures left in the main hall.

The atmosphere became a little desolate and desolate, but Xiao Su Kongnian was greatly relieved.

"I was very unhappy to see you just now, is it because of what they just said?"

Uncharacteristically, He Tong did not reveal his true nature immediately after the person left, but instead gently pulled Xiao Su Kongnian aside to sit down.

Xiao Su Kongnian let out a muffled "Hmm".It sounded a little grievous.

After all, he is only ten years old, and his family has suffered another accident. He has been in this strange place for less than a year, and his mind is very sensitive.

Knowing his mood, He Tong rubbed his head again, and said with a smile: "They are just words without meaning, you don't have to take it to heart."

"But..." Xiao Su Kongnian said with a hoarse voice, aggrieved, "But before me, no one wanted to play with me because of my looks...Master, I, am I really out of tune with others? ah?"

Little Su Kongnian looked up at He Tong, the look of crying or not was distressing.

"Of course not." Hetong coaxed him patiently with a rare soft voice, "It's just that they don't understand you yet. In fact, apprentice, you don't have to pay too much attention to these evaluations. Others are just others after all, so what can their evaluations affect? What about whether your appearance matches your strength, they will know when the next martial art competition is held."

He Tong spoke every word clearly, but Xiao Su Kongnian could not understand it.

He has been well taken care of by his family since he was a child, and he is also very simple. He has had little contact with the outside world during the year he came to Luoqingzong, and he still doesn't understand the meaning of Hetong's words.

Until a few years later, the teenage boy lost his childhood fat and became more handsome and handsome.The plum pattern pattern on the hem of the clothes flutters gently in the wind, faintly curling up the fragrance of plum blossoms.

He stood alone on the martial arts arena, holding only a wooden sword in his hand, but he was imposing.

Su Kongnian politely smiled down the stage and asked, "Is there anyone else who wants to challenge?"

All the disciples looked at each other, but no one dared to step forward.

At only thirteen or fourteen years old, he can defeat several people who are even higher than him in a row with only a single wooden sword. What kind of talent should this be?

No wonder he was selected as the chief disciple!

Under the stage, the usual look of suspicion or only amazement gradually changed, with a little more admiration and respect—even though most of the people were older than Su Kongnian.

It wasn't until this moment that Su Kongnian knew what his master said a few years ago.

The world of cultivating immortals has always been a world where strength is the most important thing and the weak prey on the strong.Other people's evaluations are often just casual, and they don't need to take any responsibility for it anyway.

Once you pay too much attention to the evaluation of the unexpected world, you have already lost half.

Whether or not one's strength can be said by one's mouth has never been spoken. Only when one truly shows one's own strength will the group of spectators really believe it.

People who judge a person by their appearance are not worthy of in-depth communication, and maybe they are just passers-by in a long life, why should they care?

Su Kongnian couldn't help but look back at He Tong who was watching the battle, seeing his loose white hair curling in the air, as if he could vaguely see his previous demeanor.

Master, he should have experienced this kind of thing before, right?

Su Kongnian was suddenly thinking about something that he couldn't touch.

"Su Nian? Why are you so obsessed?"

Seeing Su Kongnian, He Tong was in a daze and patted him several times.

Only then did Su Kongnian get out of the memory, the face full of vicissitudes in the memory and the handsome face in front of him subtly blended together.

He smiled and said, "I'm sorry, I was just thinking about some chores all of a sudden."

He Tong never liked to probe other people's minds, so he didn't ask any more questions after hearing the words, and said: "The martial arts competition is about to begin, and it will be your turn when the competition between Qingqianzong and Xianshu Pavilion is over, you should prepare."

"Okay." Su Kongnian replied obediently, focusing on the competition platform in the middle.

There were already two figures standing there, one white and one green. After a brief greeting, the first competition of this Xianzong Conference began.

However, the result of this first competition was obvious, and Qin Zixu had already fallen behind before it even started.

After all, age and talent are an insurmountable gap.

After a few rounds of symbolic battles, Qin Zixu finally took the initiative to admit defeat and continued to maintain their third place in Xianzong.

Ye Yun also bowed to him as a courtesy to send Qin Zixu off.

Immediately afterwards, he raised his head and glanced in Su Kongnian's direction.

Su Kong understood and nodded to him.

The next time will be him and Ye Yun.

Many people only heard today that the Luoqing Sect had recruited a new chief disciple not long ago, and put away their slightly loose posture, concentrating on seeing if he really has such strength.

Su Kongnian politely asked Hetong for instructions, and after getting permission, he calmly performed lightness kung fu, and landed right in front of Ye Yun, holding only a bamboo branch in his hand.

Ye Yun also handed the sword to Qin Zixu who came over, and took another bamboo branch from him.

There was another whisper around the competition platform.

But more people believed that Su Kongnian was not strong enough and asked Ye Yun to release the water, so the two of them competed with bamboo sticks.

Su Kongnian still has the cultivation level before entering the illusion, so he can hear these words clearly.However, he was not annoyed, and with a smile on his lips, he made a "please" gesture to Ye Yun.

Ye Yun nodded in greeting, and immediately raised the bamboo branch to launch the first blow.

The two of them had only one simple and careless exchange of ideas. Ye Yun didn't know Su Kongnian's true strength, so he reserved a little effort.

Su Kongnian didn't use all his strength, the bamboo branch deftly turned his wrist, caught it easily, and smiled at him.

Immediately afterwards, he staggered suddenly, and the spiritual power of his fingertips circulated, and he picked up Ye Yun's bamboo branch!

Ye Yun was startled, turned around and pressed down to defuse Su Kongnian's offensive.

"clang--"

Two bamboo branches collided with each other, and the crisp sound echoed around.

Su Kongnian took advantage of his strength to pass by Ye Yun, leaving a light sentence in his ear.

"Chief Ye, don't think of me too weakly."

There is a bit of willfulness in the easy-going voice, which is a kind of arrogance soaked in the bones, as if it just flows out a little inadvertently, giving people a different feeling.

Ye Yun raised his eyebrows, and the smile on the corner of his mouth widened unconsciously. He lowered his voice and said, "Then I won't be merciful anymore."

The deep voice was mixed with a little smile, which made Su Kong's ears itch when he heard it.

But he quickly adjusted his state, and said confidently and without conceit: "Come!"

If it is said that the two of them were just playing small fights before, but the next competition can be described as exciting.But the level of the two is similar, and for a while they fought inextricably, and it was impossible to tell whether they were superior or inferior.

The aura of the two people on the stage became more and more fierce, and the people around the stage almost forgot in a trance that what they were holding was not a sword at all, but an ordinary bamboo branch.

Such a sword intent can be swayed with just a bamboo branch, if it is fought with a real sword, the terrifying atmosphere will probably be even higher.

Among the younger generation of disciples, Ye Yun's strength has always been recognized as the number one. To be able to fight him so heartily, this Su Nian is definitely a character.

Everyone forgot the initial questioning, and couldn't help but think: such a talented and beautiful person, why has he never shown himself before?

Is it to hide your strength and bide your time, or is it a hidden gem?

But no matter what it is, everyone is lamenting Hetong's good luck at the moment, including Hetong himself.

After all, Su Kongnian's talent test was only above average. He thought that this cheap apprentice was only high in understanding, and no matter how much he trained, he would be able to stand shoulder to shoulder with Ye Yun. He never thought that he would have such strength long ago!

Was such a person really just a casual cultivator before?

A question popped up in He Tong's mind, but before he had time to think about it, his thoughts were pulled back by the two contestants on the stage——

After several fierce battles, Ye Yun suddenly revealed a tiny flaw!

good chance!

Su Kongnian's expression froze, and he moved straight to the Wuluo Six Forms, and the original aggressive momentum suddenly increased a bit!

Ye Yun frowned lightly, and recalled the last move of his swordsmanship practice, which was actually to receive Su Kongnian's attack head-on!

"call out--"

The two sounds of piercing through the air collided and intertwined, piercing through all the sounds in a flash.

Everyone in the audience held their breaths and stared at the two still figures, one white and one green, on the stage.

Boundless silence spread throughout the arena.