Self-cultivation of the villain prince

"Miss Su, what are you?"

Xie Yu thought that Su Qingqian wanted to leave, so he was anxious, and later he had to count on Su Qingqian to perform.

Su Qingqian glanced at him with a complicated gaze, and said in a deep voice: "I received a contact signal from the teaching team yesterday when rehearsing at the Guanghan Palace. I have to check if the teaching elder has any new instructions."

Oh, then I can rest assured.

However, Xie Yu had a thin face and couldn't tell to pay attention to safety. He remembered to come back early, so he winked at Hua Yidie.

Hua Yidie is very cooperative, and Dang even said softly: "Qing Qian, be careful when you go out, and remember to come back early when you are done, I still want to hear you play the piano."

Su Qingqian nodded, but there was a struggle in her eyes. She looked at Xie Yu again, and finally made up her mind with a sigh in her heart.

Today's Cangyun County is very lively. There are many shops on the criss-cross streets, and there are bustling crowds everywhere along the way. Red banners are hung on both sides of the street and letters are written to the Cangyun First Budokai.

Xie Yu and others rushed to the square of the contest in a horse-drawn carriage. They saw a firm soldier standing at intervals along the streets to maintain order. There were conspicuous indicators on each street to guide the crowd. To the square of the competition.The crowd was huge, including warriors and ordinary people, but under Xie Yu's arrangement, the scene appeared orderly.

Feeling the more and more respected eyes of the two ladies, Xie Yu couldn't help raising a trace of complacency, stood up and sat between them, and hugged each other.

The carriage ran steadily on the avenues lined with huai willows. Some of the people passing by were very knowledgeable. At a glance, it was recognized by the luxurious and exquisite decoration that it was the carriage of the Worry-Free Palace. He stopped in place and watched the carriage in awe. Over.

A master of the Innate Realm can be respected no matter where he is, especially Xie Yu with a good record.

Soon, Xie Yu and others came to the venue of this competition.

This site covers a huge area, about the size of a large-scale sports event in later generations.

In the open space in the middle, a wide platform measuring tens of meters wide was erected, with a large shaft standing in the middle, and a banner printed with the words "Cangyun No.1 Martial Arts Association" hung high above it. It was spectacular to flutter in the wind.

Below the high platform is a room with brick walls, which is divided into a backstage preparation area, makeup area and so on.

There are more than a hundred Nanmu seats neatly arranged around the open space. This is a seat prepared for the high-level gangs in the Sanjiang League or the innate realm disciples led by the Liuyunzong. In the future, it will be more than ten times the bench. The disciple who was dedicated to the lower ranks, when the bench industry was exhausted later, the staff had to send someone to hold some cobblestones and place them between them.

But this is the case, there are still nearly 40% of the heroes who can only stand, which shows the large number of participants this time.

Because of Xia Yuqing's joining, this competition took on some official nature. The soldiers who were willing to obey orders to maintain order were also allowed by Xia Yuqing.

In addition to the sergeants in iron armor on the edges of the venue, there are also some tributaries of the Sanjiang Gang. They have badges issued by the Worry-Free Palace hanging on their chests, and they are now squeezing a smile to greet the crowd.

On the left and right sides of the venue are bustling shops. These shops are the industry of the Worry-Free Palace, and an endless stream of people walk in and out.

Xie Yu separated from Tang Muxue and Hua Yidie here, and he walked onto the high platform alone.

The crowd on both sides of the open space was quickly attracted by him.

Xie Yu's eyes were bright and deep, and his expression was flying. The uniform and beautiful body shape and Yuanting Yuezhi's temperament were eye-catching. A certain invisible and qualitative vigorous spirit gradually enveloped the audience as he moved.

"Worry King!" Someone soon recognized him.

There was a moment of silence in the lively venue, and everyone's eyes were on Xie Yu.

Feeling the look of kindness, malice, or curiosity on him, Xie Yu did not see a trace of nervousness or panic, but still walked towards the high platform step by step with his face as usual.

But for those malicious gazes that had been staring at him, Xie Yu's eyes flashed over, and some warriors hiding in the crowd suddenly let out a painful cry, staggered back and sat down on the ground, and was captured by the soldiers on the side. Down.

"Shocking!"

This is Xie Yu's fusion of the sighting technique in the Guizang sword, plus the promotion of the soul after being promoted to the innate, the branch feature [Soul Soul] has been upgraded to [Shocking Tribulation].

Under everyone's awe-inspiring gaze, Xie Yu walked to the middle of the platform and slowly sat down. He had a seat on the left and right sides, one for Xia Yuqing and Ye Yaxi.

But at the moment the seats of both of them were empty, and they were not seen from the high platform.

'Xia Yuqing won't go to trouble him directly, right?'Xie Yu thought.

Xia Yuqing feels very confident for Xie Yu, no... the Master Ning Shen that Xie Yu has met seems to have a different kind of confidence in himself, even Ye Yaxi, who is about to die, has a kind of arrogance in his seemingly friendly tone. meaning.

Both of these two disappeared today, wouldn't it be that they met in the middle of the fight?

However, he believed that Xia Yuqing would not be so reckless, after all, her purpose was not only for the Sanjiang Gang.

'Forget it, I don't want to do so much, first get the Azure Cloud No. 1 Martial Arts Association to get it right.'

The crowd in the square gradually gathered, and the voice became more and more noisy. At this time, Su Qingqian changed to Qin Ruomeng's identity and slowly walked up and sat in a seat under Xie Yu, causing another sensation.

Seeing that the time was about to come, Xie Yu stood up, clasped his fists, and said loudly: "This king has admired the knights from the rivers and lakes since he was a child. For this reason, the Azure Cloud No. 1 Martial Arts Fair was held. Now thanks to all the senior heroes and young heroes. It is an honor to watch the ceremony."

When he was speaking, he was infuriated, and his loud and clear voice resounded through the square like thunder.

The noise off the court was immediately suppressed, and everyone turned their attention to him.

The local martial art in Cangyun County in the audience was very generous, and someone immediately stood up and replied, "You are polite, Lord!"

Xie Yu nodded, and then began to read the rules.

This is the first Cangyun No. 1 Martial Arts Club. There are a lot of participants. Xie Yu and his subordinates have no relevant experience, so it is not too complicated. The contest is divided into three stages, which are the finalists. , Group stage, finals.

There are a total of seven forty-nine arenas on the square. Each arena covers an area of ​​about 100 square meters. Contestants need to sign a contract similar to life and death before entering the arena. After all, the sword has no eyes, and it is very difficult to see blood. Normal things, if this causes subsequent revenge, it would be extremely unfair to warriors of ordinary origin.

Of course, Xie Yu also explained that each ring has a soldier or a staff member arranged by Wuyou Wangfu to observe. If the opponent surrenders and deliberately commits a cruel attack, he will be disqualified immediately and recorded in the booklet. , Will be notified and issued.

After telling the rules, Xie Yu slapped his hand, and the girl group of Guanghan Palace that had been preparing for a long time in the background walked out in a curling manner.

Chapter One Hundred and Sixty Six

The vigorous and heavy drums sounded rhythmically, awakening the lofty ambitions in the hearts of the young heroes present.

They first decided the order by drawing lots, and then under the guidance of the staff, they went to their respective arenas, and then the people called jumped on their toes on their toes, saluted each other and then started the competition.

As the competition began, the high platform in the middle was no longer being paid attention to.

Xie Yu and Su Qingqian walked from the stairs on the high platform to the bottom of the passage and came to a certain room together.

The layout of the room is very simple, a small bed, a long table, two chairs, other than that there are only some clutter.

Su Qingqian took off his mask and sat at the long table, facing the mirror with gold needles to remove some of the remaining disguise, restoring his original appearance.

Little Sexing sat on the edge of the bed, picking up the clothes on the bed and changing it.

His toned and masculine figure was exposed to Su Qingqian's eyes, but there was no wave in Su Qingqian's eyes, and she still sat on her own in front of the dressing table.

Finally, she couldn't help but speak.

"Xie Yu, don't sit here after you have changed. I have to change clothes!" Su Qingqian urged.

Xie Yu arranged this room to change clothes for the two of them, and there was also a small bed in it, which was obvious.

However, the more Xie Yu acted in this way, while Su Qingqian resisted in her heart, her love for Hua Yidie and Liu Xianyun became firmer.