C42 (2/2)

The red-clothed girl said to the Elder Han with a light smile.

”Which clan?”

”A disciple of the side branch of Nanyang Town!” Bei Mingqing smiled and said to the Elder Han.

”That's right, that's right. If I'm not wrong, he should be at the third level of the Yellow Bamboo Realm. A side branch disciple being able to cultivate to this level is already very undesirable.” Elder Han laughed and said.

”Elder's praise is too much!”

After Bei Mingqing finished speaking, she looked in the direction of Beiming Lan Yue with a meaningful glance. The corner of his mouth curled up into a playful smile, and he looked straight into Bei Mingqing's eyes without any hesitation. She had a feeling that what Bei Mingqing had displayed was not all of her strength.

It had to be said that today's match had some skill to it. From the start of the match to now, every match was extremely exciting, and BeiMing Chu had been the first to fight in every previous match.

”Number 23, go on stage!”

Beiming Lan Yue smiled. She took a few steps forward and appeared on the stage in a few leaps. She was still wearing the same black dress, but the fact that she was wearing it gave her an indescribable feeling of comfort.

”Swoosh!”

As Beiming Lan Yue ascended the stage, the sound of wind breaking resounded in the distance. A figure flashed from not too far away, and with a graceful leap, he appeared on the stage.

The person was about fourteen or fifteen years old, with delicate features. He gave off a very natural vibe, and when he landed, he revealed a gentle smile to Beiming Lan Yue, making her feel as if there was a spring breeze blowing past. This person gave her a very good feeling.