The sword curtain swept over sinisterly, constantly eroding the space that compressed the existence of the golden gun shadow.

This is not because the gun shadow is too weak. In fact, whether it is the silver sword screen or the golden gun shadow, its power is far beyond the imagination of ordinary students, and even the imagination of students such as Usas is far beyond that.

Such a level is simply the peak that ordinary students can achieve.

Without the blessing of the protective formation, the surface here will be completely destroyed.

Fortunately, this martial arts field was specially built by Luoying Palace. Not only are there elite students in Luoying Palace, but there are also many core-level students. The palace master is also a legendary student. The performance of the protective array he arranged is naturally not something that two ordinary students can destroy, which ensures that this place is not destroyed.

The sword curtain pressed over step by step, and soon eroded the golden gun shadow. Faced with this attack, the gun technique of Tingbashi was slightly dispersed, but the sword light seized this fleeting opportunity very well, quickly penetrated it, and turned into a single sword and rested it on Tingbashi's neck.

In this way, the sword light and gun shadow completely disappeared, the fierce battle stopped, and the two sides of the battle also revealed their true appearance.

The tall figure is a young man with a long and handsome body, and a petite figure is a pure-looking girl with two ponytails on her head. She looks very luoli, but her eyes are too cold and hard, and her beautiful eyes are cold and lifeless.

"I lost." The young man's neck was surrounded by the moon blade with cold light flowing, but his face did not change color at all. He first looked at the girl who placed his right moon blade on his shoulder, said calmly, then looked up at the sky and continued, "It's getting late, we should find a place to eat."

"No, tomorrow is the top 100, continue to practice." The petite girl heard that he gave in and then put away the moon blade with her right hand and said coldly with a very serious attitude.

"Xiaotang, you don't have a fever, right?" said the young man in surprise.

Because he was too surprised, even the golden spear in his hand could not help but take off his hand. With a bang, he landed on the ground. He reached out and touched the forehead of the petite girl Xiaotang.

Xiaotang's delicate body trembled, his right hand was itchy, and he instinctively stamped the dog's paws that were attacking him with the moon blade, but his beautiful eyes glanced at the young man's face full of concern, and there was no falsehood. He couldn't help but feel warm, and he let the other party put his hand on her smooth forehead.

A trace of temperature came from the young man's palm, warming the girl's forehead. Feeling such temperature, Xiaotang's face turned slightly red, but the coldness in her beautiful eyes was less.

Xiaotang's forehead couldn't help but feel hot, but instead it was cold, like a rock in the cold weather.

The young man didn't dislike it, but his heart felt inexplicably painful. He warmed her forehead with his palm for a while before he moved his hand away, grinned, showed a warm smile, and laughed at himself: "Sorry, I'm a second mistake again. You and I are both warriors, and I have already condensed the inner alchemy. How can I say that I have a fever? How stupid I am."

Xiaotang raised the corner of her mouth with difficulty, as if she wanted to show a smile. This simple action seemed to be extremely difficult to her, so she could not smile. Her beautiful eyes were turned to the young man, wanting to apologize to him, but she looked over but was still cold and without any expression.

Somehow, she felt inexplicably sad.

At the same time, his pretty face was a little stiff.

"Don't force it." The young man stretched out his hands to her. Xiaotang rubbed the handle of the knife with his right hand, but forced himself to hold it back. He rubbed his palms on her cheeks a few times, and gradually stopped being stiff.

When the young man took his hands away, Xiaotang felt warm, but he still had a cold face and said seriously: "Continue to practice."

The young man raised his head and beat him up and said, "Xiaotang, it's not me who said you, you're too serious. Among ordinary students, where can anyone threaten you? I've been defeated by you for more than half a year. Have our ranking changed for such a long time?"

"All of all, aren't you ranked first and I ranked second? I admit that there will be some potential freshmen joining this top 100, which will threaten some people at the end of the top 100, but what does this have to do with us? It's okay to just go through the motions at that time, why bother so seriously?"

If outsiders heard this, they would be shocked.

Although this statement is simple, it also reveals the true identities of the two, both of whom are famous figures among the students of Lingwu Academy.

They are Xiaotang, the "Mantis" who ranks first on the ordinary list, and Shaoyang, the second-ranked "Golden Yang Gun".

These two people who are not good-looking have been ranked in the top two of the ordinary list for half a year. Before Xiaotang appeared, Shaoyang was always the first in the ordinary list. Then Xiaotang replaced him, and neither of them was changing in the rankings.

Both of them are formal members of Luoying Palace.

"I can't lose." Xiaotang closed his eyes and couldn't help but think of those dark memories.

There are fighting everywhere in the dark cellar without seeing the sun, and the broken legs escape. Blood flows on the ground. The old blood has not yet condensed into a dark red shackle, but new blood has washed over, layer by layer, and it is difficult to wash.

The blood-filled brain, the broken field, the broken internal organs were exposed on the ground, but the foot that was trampled by the trampled past was once again trampled into mud.

It is said that it is a girl. Even adults with strong will have blood-colored faces when they see the hell-like tragedy, their stomachs churned, vomiting out the things they had eaten, bent down, and vomiting very much.

When she was used to this scene, Xiaotang didn't even feel vomiting at all, her stomach and intestines were not uncomfortable, and she didn't have any other parts of her body, but she dripping tears flowed down from her slightly closed eyes and gradually formed two lines.

Two lines of clear tears, like pearls with broken lines, sprinkled down one by one, crystal clear and purity-free.

A warm palm wiped away the tears from her cheeks, and a funny voice from Shaoyang came from his ears. He said, "Xiao Tang, it's all my fault, okay? Otherwise, Brother Shao will tell you a joke."

Xiao Tang couldn't laugh or cry. Even though her face was cold, she showed a sincere smile. She pushed Shaoyang's hand away, wiped the tears on her face casually, and said, "Brother Shao, has anyone ever told you that your joke is very inferior?"

"No."

Shaoyang shook his head disregardedly, then lowered his body, picked up his golden spear and put it away, pulled Xiaotang to sit on the sideline seat, and said with a smile: "Listen, this joke is so funny that it is unique. I dare say, there is no second joke in the world that is better than this. Listen, there was a mountain in the past and a temple in the mountains..."

After the joke was told, Xiaotang couldn't help but have a smile on the corner of her mouth, and her face looked less cold and hard. It gradually became colder, and the rest was just pretty and pure.

In fact, Shaoyang's jokes are both stiff and fake. Even if Xiaotang has never heard of jokes, she doesn't think it's funny. But somehow, whenever she sees Shaoyang telling these cold jokes, the coldness of her heart melts little by little, her body becomes warm, and a smile on the corners of her mouth can't help but burst out slightly.

Shaoyang stared at the pretty face that became vivid because of his smile, and he was fascinated by his eyes.

How he hoped this moment would be permanent.

Unfortunately, the smile on the corner of Xiaotang's mouth only appeared for less than ten breaths, and it quickly disappeared. There was no expression on her face. Her beautiful eyes looked at him without waiting for emotion, and looked at a wall indifferently, and still used the serious attitude that made him speechless, and said coldly: "I have been talking nonsense for so long, it's time to continue practicing."

Shaoyang begged Xiaotang and said he wanted to go to Lingcheng to improve. He talked about a lot of Zhongde food, and even he was greedy. His saliva dripped out and his ugly appearance was revealed. Xiaotang's face was still as cold as ice and was unmoved. He sighed helplessly and had to take out dry food and fresh water and eat it with Xiaotang.

Shaoyang complains while eating.

Xiaotang was eating and drinking with relish.

In her mouth, there was no big difference between dry food and fresh water and delicious food.

However, Shaoyang's complaints made her quite interesting.

So she turned her pretty face slightly, frowned and imagined what a smile looked like, how to make it bloom on her face, and tried to simulate it, but she did it smoothly, and she was immediately happy.

Huomen, a courtyard, is the time when the moon rises to the willows.

Chu Tian sat in the yard, the moonlight shone down, the night wind swayed the green bamboo, raised his silver hair, and brushed his clothes.

He was unmoved and with the help of the student badge, he fell into a fierce challenge.

On the last night, he did not practice hard as usual, but took Xuanlin to eat in Jingxue early, and then returned. Xuanlin lay down beside him to rest, while he was watching the battle video.

Fight videos of students who are on the top of the ordinary list.

Xiaotang and Shaoyang stood at the peak of all ordinary students, so Chu Tian naturally did not let it go.

"What a strong enemy." Chu Tian put away his badge, his eyes flashed, and he said with emotion.

Although his strength has increased greatly, he has no confidence in his heart to face such masters tomorrow.

He didn't know where he could achieve this kind of master.

Is it evenly matched, it is a shameful defeat, it is a failure without any suspense, it is crushed, it is a defeat in just a few moves, or it is killed instantly with one move.

He could not judge these without fighting in person.

Although he is not the kind of person who likes to inquire about gossip, these two people are too famous for the students. He heard that Xiao Tang had launched an informal challenge to an elite student. The process is unknown, but the result is that one of the elite student's arm was cut off.

It is said that such things should be taken seriously, but somehow, they were suppressed. I don’t know if it was because Luo Ying Palace was too powerful or some other reason.

After observing the battle video, Chu Tian did not practice, but just relaxed his mind with the Xiaoyao Picture and fell asleep early.

And this is the last night before the start of the Top 100.

The next day, the time for the top 100 qualifying matches to begin.
Chapter completed!