Chapter 192

Fengyu chuckled at him and said, "elder martial brother Meng, you'd better have a rest first. You just finished the battle with Miss Yunda. At this time, you are weak. I don't want to take advantage of you."

Meng Feiyu gave a wry smile and said, "it's OK. Even if I have enough physical strength, I'm not the opponent of younger martial sister Yun, so there's no need to waste time."

Fengyu is silent. This elder martial brother Meng is so self-conscious that she is embarrassed to do it. Alas, who makes her like people with self-knowledge the most.

"Then why don't you just give up?" Fengyu looked at him and asked curiously.

Meng Feiyu pursed his lips, and his eyes moved away from Feng Yu. He said, "it's not my style to lose without fighting. Even if I lose, I'll lose with dignity."

It's pedantic.

Feng Yu could not help but make complaints about it. Indeed, most of the ancients were pedantic. They knew that they could not fight, but they also suffered from abuse.

But everyone has their own principles, she is not qualified to judge anything.

"Well, elder martial brother Meng, I'm going to make a move." Feng Yu said to him.

Meng Feiyu nodded, stretched out his hand and said, "OK, younger martial sister Yun, please."

Fengyu doesn't hesitate any more. His figure flashes like a ghost. Meng Feiyu urges the stealth skill at the same time. His figure disappears instantly. He quickly flashes behind Fengyu and stabs Fengyu with a dagger in his hand.

Suddenly, she felt a dangerous chill on her back. Fengyu's lips were hooked, and she quickly kicked out. Meng Feiyu was directly kicked out, and his body flashed out of the air, hitting the ground hard.

She didn't use much strength, but Meng Feiyu couldn't get up from the ground for a while. He just felt that his chest was hit by gravity, and his internal organs were full of Qi and blood.

A contest ended in three breaths. The disciples under the stage did not see how to start, but they saw that the battle was over, and they were surprised.

Is this legendary natural waste Miss Yun San too strong, or is Meng Feiyu losing so quickly when he fought with Yun Qingluo.

Under the stage, Nan Shuyuan sighs repeatedly. It's so easy for the cultivation of tongxuan realm to bully the spiritual realm. I knew earlier that he would not be promoted to intermediate level disciples so early. How cool it would be to abuse them this time.

Elder Li went to the stage and announced to his disciples, "today's junior disciple competition has lasted for more than four hours. Now we have the result. OK, let Dean Xiao announce the result of today's competition for you."

Director Xiao turns to look at long Zixuan. It seems that he is asking for instructions. Aware of the light in his eyes, long Zixuan turns his head, hooks his gorgeous lips, and nods to him slightly. Then director Xiao gets up from his seat and walks to the side of Li Chang.

"I believe everyone has the answer to the result of this junior disciple competition. Now I announce that the first place in the junior disciple competition is Yun Fengyu, the second place is Meng Feiyu, and the third place is Yun Qingluo."

After President Xiao's words fell, the group of disciples under the stage was boiling. They did not expect that the first place in this year's junior students' competition would be taken away by Miss Yun San, who was known as a waste. Moreover, it was only a month since she entered Haoyuan college.

How on earth did she do it? When they thought that she was Uncle Yun's daughter, most of the disciples felt relieved, but they still wondered how her name came from.

Looking at her performance today, she doesn't look like a scrap. Isn't it that even miss Yunda, who is famous for her genius, has lost to her?

Once again, the general's house occupies two of the three positions of junior disciples, and all the disciples can't help but envy. How rare the position of Haoyuan college is, the general's house actually occupies two. If this is spread to the imperial capital, I don't know how many famous families will be envious.

After President Xiao announced his position, he waved his hand and immediately came up to three disciples of the house of internal affairs with wooden plates covered with a layer of red cloth.

Dean Xiao uncovers the wooden plate in the hands of the first disciples of the internal affairs hall, hands it to Fengyu and says, "yunfengyu, you are the first one in this year's junior disciple competition. This is your prize. Please put it away."

Fengyu sees that there is only a small wooden box on the wooden plate in front of her. She looks up and looks at Dean Xiao in doubt.

Isn't the first prize a low level spirit weapon, a second level elixir and a second level spirit beast? How can there be only such a small wooden box?

Dean Xiao understood her doubts and answered with a smile, "this small box is a space spirit weapon specially made by the college. It can only last for a few hours. Your prizes are all in it. Remember, after a few hours, this small box will disappear."

"I see, Dean Xie."

Fengyu nodded clearly, reached for the wooden box and packed it. Then, director Xiao handed out the prizes of Meng Feiyu and Yun Qingluo. The contest was officially over.

Although the contest is over, all the disciples and elders dare not move. The leader on the stage has not left. Who dares to go first?

Fengyu looked up at his own enchanting master and saw that he was also looking at her. His gorgeous lips were hooked with a shallow enchanting smile. He sat on the chair lazily and didn't want to leave.Feng Yu frowned. I really don't know what master wants to do. Is it really good for all the people here?

"President long "

Dean Xiao's voice rang. Fengyu looked over and saw that Dean Xiao didn't know when he came in front of long Zixuan. His usually straight waist was slightly bent at this time, and he looked at long Zixuan carefully with an embarrassed face.

Long Zixuan's demonic eyes swept him, and the voice of the demon whispered, "Dean Xiao, please let the disciples go back."

Dean Xiao wanted to ask when your adult would leave, but he didn't dare to ask, so he nodded and said, "yes."

Then he looked at the disciples under the stage and said, "everyone, President long has an order. Let's withdraw as soon as possible."

At ordinary times, Dean Xiao was dignified enough. At this time, with the order of Dean long, all the disciples under the stage would not dare to disobey, but there were too many people. They all retreated in about a quarter of an hour.

Many female students didn't want to leave. They wanted to stay and see long Zixuan more, but they didn't dare to disobey the orders of the two presidents. So when they left, they couldn't help looking back one step at a time, reluctant and obsessed.

Feng Yu sighs. The evil master has such a look. No wonder she can easily disturb so many women's hearts. It turns out that the charm of beauty is terrible.

When the disciples were about to retire, long Zixuan looked at Dean Xiao again and said, "Dean Xiao, you can go too. By the way," he looked down at the stage with his charming eyes. His voice was tinged with ice cold and said, "take away the disciples who have not left the stage."

"Yes."

Dean Xiao winked. The elders got up one after another, bent over long Zixuan, and then retreated one after another. Several disciples of the house of internal affairs removed the Holy Spirit stone from the stage.

"Third sister, I'm leaving too. Thank you today."

Yun Qingluo comes to Fengyu's ear and whispers a word. Then she goes down to the stage and Meng Feiyu follows him.

Yun Qingluo gets off the stage and looks up at long Zixuan. Ah, I've heard that long Sizhu is the first beautiful man of Haoyuan. I didn't expect that she would be so gorgeous. She's even more beautiful than her elder brother. She can't help her heart.

The third sister is so blessed that she can see such a beautiful man every day. If it were her, I'm afraid she would wake up in a dream.

Yun Qingluo can't help but be jealous of Feng Yu. What kind of luck did she step on to become the apprentice of the dragon master? It's so enviable.

Under the stage, Nan Shu Yuan Ye Qian and others were waiting for Feng Yu, so they didn't leave with other disciples. Bei Ming Xue wanted to stay to see long Zixuan, so they didn't leave. But at this time, when Dean Xiao came down to see them, he couldn't help but turn black.

Dean Xiao stretched a sheet and said in black, "why don't you go? What is pestle doing here? Don't you take me and Dean Long's words seriously? "

Dean Xiao is a famous black faced Yama in the college. The disciples of the college are most afraid of him. Even beimingxue and nanshuyuan, the little devil, are no exception. At this time, they are scolded by Dean Xiao face to face. Several people immediately bow their heads and look very clever.

"Dean, we're wrong. We're leaving now."

Nan Shu Yuan looks up at Feng Yu on the stage with a pitiful look on his face. Then he turns around and leaves with Ye Qian. Bei Ming Xue can't bear the black face of Dean Xiao, and shrinks to be a smart man.

Feng Yu saw the pitiful expression of Nan Shu Yuan, and her lips couldn't help but draw. She thought about it and walked down the stage. Nan Shu Yuan wanted to leave, so she had to tell them.

"Feather, where are you going?"

The voice of the demon master sounded lazy and didn't seem to have much spirit. Feng Yu stopped subconsciously, looked back at long Zixuan and said, "master, I'll go and talk to my friend."

"Is it important?"

He half narrowed a pair of coquettish eyes and looked at her lazily. The eyes seemed to be electrified, and Fengyu was a little dizzy. She squeezed her fist, turned her head and looked away, and said, "well, it's not important."

"Since it's not important, let's talk about it tomorrow." long Zixuan's slender body got up from the chair, walked towards Fengyu with elegant steps, reached out and pinched her cheek, and said, "little feather, now follow me back to Zizhu peak."

His tone is evil, but it has its own irresistible hegemony.

Because of the fragment of jiutianzhuxie blade in his hand, Fengyu has been used to obedience to him for a month, so at this time, it is also habitual obedience.

"Yes, master."

A pleasant smile appeared on the gorgeous face of the Dragon Zixuan demon. With his hands behind him, he turned and carried the steps, "let's go."

Looking at the cape that sways with the wind and is as dark as night, Feng Yu sighs helplessly. Habit is really a terrible thing.

Because of the habit, now as long as it is the master's order, she seems to subconsciously obey.Feng Yu shakes her head. She doesn't want to think so much. She also raises her step and chases long Zixuan. As for Nan Shuyuan and others, let's wait until tomorrow.

Chixiao and others naturally walk behind her.