"I don't want any other woman, I just want her."

"She can't."

"I am the one who likes her, and I am the one who wants to be with her. It doesn't matter whether my mother agrees or not."

"I should know that if I disagree, you will not be together."

"Does my mother want to kill her?"

"You know I can do it."

"If my mother dares to take away the person I like, I will also take away the person I care about the most." Although Shui Yijun's voice was low, it was unquestionable and firm.

"you--"

"Although I have always been a waste in my mother's mouth, I naturally cannot kill anyone. But if I want to kill myself, I can still do it." Shui Yijun said slowly.

In the crowded competition, there were people all around.

The mother and son leaned together and whispered.

In the eyes of outsiders, it is such a harmonious and loving scene.

No one knows that what they say is so cruel.

Shui Suizhu glanced at her son, was silent for a long time, and said, "You are destined to be unable to have a future."

"Why?"

"You will know the reason in the future. The reason I stopped me is not because I have any prejudice against Zhao You. She is indeed a genius and is pretty enough. But..." Shui Suizhu shook her head, "If it were other women, even if they were low-level martial arts, I would not stop you."

"Did my mother object because she is very good at martial arts?"

"Yes."

Shui Suizhu refused to comment, "Forget it, I won't talk about this now. The game is important."

Shui Yijun stopped talking.

The competition in the ring has officially begun.

The Great Elder is the referee.

The child was holding a sword, standing in the middle of the ring, waiting for his opponent to come up.

The male disciple of the Cangshan Sect came up after a long time.

This is a boy in his twenties, very strong and honest, with two big axes.

He stood in front of the child, his face turned red, and said stutteringly: "In the next Zhang, Zhang Quan, please show mercy to senior sister Zhao."

The child smiled and said, "It's just a matter of training, just click it and stop. You don't have to be nervous."

After saying that, she drew out her long sword.

In the sun, the sword flashed with rainbow light.

There was a burst of exclamation around.

This Jingxin and Clear Sword is Zhang Lichen's weapon of fame, and almost everyone in the world knows it.

Now it has been in her hands.

Then everyone remembered that Zhao You was a disciple collected by Zhang Lichen. He gave her his own weapons and was also cleaning up.

When Zhang Quan saw the sword, he turned pale in an instant, and his hand holding the axe was trembling.

"Please!"

The children can make a sword-raising pose at will.

Zhang Quan stood still and remained silent for a moment, and suddenly said, "Sorry, I admit defeat."

The child was stunned: "What are you saying?"

"I admit defeat!"

Zhang Quan's voice raised.

An uproar suddenly sounded in the stands around.

The disciples of Piaoyun Village burst into laughter.

The disciples of Cangshan Sect either blushed and wanted to find a crack in the ground, or curse Zhang Quan, calling him embarrassingly, and were not a man.

Zhang Quan kept raising his head, and his expression gradually became calm.

The child smiled and said, "Not even compared, why did you admit defeat?"
Chapter completed!