Chapter 410 Your good friend Xiaoyu

These nine runes are naturally not one to nine at all. They are similar to the nine-character mantra, each representing a kind of divine power. The skills of the Shenwu Sect are completely opposite to the Hongmeng Sect, but the nine-character mantra are common. Each of these nine runes has one

It pronounces, but in fact, it can be read no matter how you pronounce it. What is important is its symbolic power.

Lu Ziqing was taken to breakfast by the sergeant in a dizzy manner, and drew lots on the spot to decide his first round opponent.

Even if the martial arts festival of the Tianwu Festival is officially launched, thousands of masters will show their courage in the next seven days and seven nights.

Since Lu Ziqing was the number one Pi, he was the first to draw lots and the first group came on the field.

The venue was still the same yesterday. Since there were a lot of people in the first round, ten venues started at the same time.

When Lu Ziqing went on stage, he saw that his opponent was actually from the Shenwu Sect. Lu Ziqing had no choice. I was really not targeting you Shenwu Sect, there were too many people from you.

"The Shenwu Sect Leng Qianzhong." The opponent's man was tall and big, and he went on the field to face everyone around, mainly the Shenlong swimming in the air, showing off his majestic figure, and then said to Lu Ziqing, "How about we fight?"

Lu Ziqing didn't wake up and said casually: "Okay."

After saying that, I remembered that yesterday Uncle Liu Huang specifically reminded himself that the disciples of the Shenwu Sect would tend to be beaten. But it doesn’t matter. Lu Ziqing raised his hand and caught the clan of Qimei thrown by the soldiers, and waved two sticks.

Leng Qianzhong also pulled out his posture at the same time. His majestic body held a stick like a gun, shaking, and posing in a chic manner, his steps were very light and agile.

Suddenly, the audience cheered in a high mood.

Leng Qian cried out with a shot, and the gun wind came from two feet away with a fire, full of force. The gun wind was like a fire dragon, pulling the momentum, covering Lu Ziqing's three upper, middle and lower routes.

Lu Ziqing yawned and waved his stick with one hand to protect him. Brother, can you wait until I finish this yawning before taking action?

Leng Qianzhong gritted his teeth: "No!"

I am so serious and you are still yawning. Are you polite?

Leng Qianzhong shouted loudly and suddenly exerted force. The flame dragon broke! If you can't finish this yawning, you can fall down!

Lu Ziqing swung the stick of Qimei and used the stick to fight the sword. His figure flashed and flashed behind Leng Qianzhong. Not to mention, this stick of Qimei was made of the best ash wood and used to fight the sword.

Very useful.

Lu Ziqing swung his stick and thrust hard at Leng Qianzhong's butt.

Leng Qianzhong let out a whistle and returned to the stick to block it. He was hit by his fingers again, and the stick was snatched off his hand. Then the thrust sound was like a burst of beans, and the shadow of the stick kept falling on Leng Qianzhong's back and arm

, knees, legs bent...

Leng Qianzhong was beaten so hard that he screamed and kept jumping in the field. It was not because he wanted to jump, but because the sword energy was penetrated in the place where he was pulled, causing his muscles to twitch and he had to jump.

At this time, a sound suddenly sounded on the stage that made Lu Ziqing tremble all over and almost let out his hands: "Hello, friends from Tianwu City! Dear warriors, at the annual Tianwu Festival, we

Meeting again! I am your good friend Xiaoyu! Are you happy to see me?”

Suddenly, inside and outside the entire martial arts arena, a tsunami burst out from the entire Tianwu City: "Happy—!"

This sound can not only be clearly heard by everyone present, but also can be integrated into the mirage light imaging, allowing all the audiences in Tianwu City to hear it clearly, as if they were mumbling in their ears.

"Yes, the Tianwu Festival without me is incomplete! The roads in the world are far away, and the light rain is accompanying..."

Lu Ziqing jumped up and glanced at the platform. I was dizzy. Yue Shiyu?

An old boxer trembled with a snow-white beard and said excitedly: "When I was a child, I listened to Xiaoyu's explanation! My grandfather's grandfather still listened to her explanation! Everyone said that she is the real goddess of the Tianwu Festival...

…”

Yue Shiyu said: "Yes, let's say together: Goddess change every year, and Xiaoyu will never change!"

Many people shouted excitedly: "The goddess changes every year, and the light rain will never change!"

Lu Ziqing was so stupid. Why did Yue Shiyu run here to act as a commentator in the ring in a blink of an eye? In the games he had played before, there would naturally be no commentator in the martial arts arena.

"Ah, everyone, look over there! Today's first highlight worth appreciating, Lu Ziqing of Huangzhou is Leng Qianzhong for Shenwumen! Hahaha, Huh Hu, do you want to hear Xiaoyu's revelation?"

Suddenly, a sensational voice sounded throughout Tianwu City: "Think—!"

Lu Ziqing suddenly felt a very bad feeling, and the moon was raining! Stop!

At this time, Leng Qianzhong stabilized his trembling fingers, took advantage of Lu Ziqing's distractedness to pick up the stick that fell on the ground, and launched another fierce attack on Lu Ziqing. The gun wind was faster and the coverage was wider, blocking Lu Ziqing.

All possible directions of movement.

Yue Shiyu's eyes slid over Lu Ziqing's face and the water marks sealed by the demonic aura on his shoulders, and she tsk: "Lu Ziqing, Huangzhou, haha-! He reminded me of what I saw more than ten years ago

I wonder if someone is the son of an old friend?”

Lu Ziqing's face changed suddenly, and he miscalculated! I never expected that I would meet Yue Shiyu here. The demonic seal on my shoulder could make Yue Shiyu determine that he was Dugu Bai, and his sword technique and the name Lu Ziqing

, it will be exposed more. Yue Shiyu knows that it doesn't matter, but if she says it in public...not to mention how much trouble it will cause in the academy, there is a Gui Lingsu squatting next to her! And she

Once in the secret realm of Shen Ziyue's room, I went back fifteen years ago. At that time, I saw Yue Shiyu fifteen years ago. I heard the name Lu Ziqing at that time. Now Yue Shiyu has probably figured it out and has become an old friend.

What about your son, old friend, your sister!

When everyone saw Lu Ziqing's panic, they immediately became interested in all the melons that Yue Shiyu was about to explode. They must be a big melon! Did this young man have been disobedient and unfilial, or did he commit crimes?

"It's better to save the news until the future. Rong Xiaoyu, I'll keep it a secret. Let's watch the game first." Yue Shiyu deliberately changed the subject, which caused a disappointment in the whole city: "Tsk—!"

Yue Shiyu continued to briskly slap the arbor like Mr. Storyteller, and commented: "Leng Qianzhong had already suffered a loss just now. He endured the pain and tears in the corners of his eyes..."

The dragon gave a close-up, and Leng Qianzhong had tears in his eyes.

Leng Qianzhong went crazy all of a sudden, hundreds of thousands of people were crying when they saw him! Leng Qianzhong screamed and launched a crazy attack on Lu Ziqing. Before Lu Ziqing could take a breath, Leng Qian was

The heavy gun wind was shrouded. And this time Leng Qianzhong was very cautious and sealed the gap tightly.
Chapter completed!