Chapter 192 (1/2)
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 ”