usatvline Chapter 206 Stubborn
Chapter 206 Stubborn
"Stop talking so much nonsense, do you still want to stay in the Tang family?" Tang Yixien frowned slightly and said coldly.
He doesn't care about that. It's not okay to call him his disciple.
He hated those people who talked behind others' backs the most, and they didn't seem to be diligent in their daily practice.
The disciple immediately stopped talking and was so scared that he didn't dare to raise his head. The people around him quickly pulled him away, bowed, and walked away.
Tang Yixien usually doesn't appear in such occasions, so this is a rare opportunity to see the eldest young master.
The younger sisters were silent at this time, and each of them looked at the competition on the stage with a serious expression.
Their lovely watery eyes glanced intentionally or unintentionally at the young man in white clothes who looked like a banished immortal.
Xuan Yuran noticed at this moment that his master was actually standing in the audience, and he couldn't help but feel moved.
He suddenly felt stronger. The old man opposite him finally drew his sword and came forward to fight, but there was a look of disdain on his face.
Tang Yixin was in the stands just now and noticed that something was wrong here. What was this old man doing?
This pedantic old man is like a stone in the toilet.
The old man on the ring usually never raises his eyes and looks down on everyone.
But after these few moves, he was no match for the red-clothed demon in front of him.
He couldn't help but feel a surge of anger in his heart, and he called on the spiritual power around him to pour into the sword, and a murderous look of contempt rose in the shriveled walnut eyes.
He swung his sword with a strong energy and went straight towards Xuan Yuran's face.
The momentum of this sword is extraordinary, and this old man is also a true swordsman.
Tang Yixien's heart tightened. He didn't expect that this old man would actually know this trick.
Xuan Yuran pursed his lips into a smile. His master was a sword cultivator, so dealing with this move was no problem at all for him.
He has been secretly studying his master's swordsmanship, and he has been studying methods to break his moves.
This move was not mysterious at all to him.
He quickly dodged to the side, found the right moment, and cast a powerful sword talisman that he invented himself.
The attack is powerful and comparable to the wind of a sword.
There was a sound of weapons clashing, and the old man's sword broke. The front half of the sword fell to the ground with a buzzing sound.
The old man's beard immediately stood up and his face turned ashen with anger.
He pointed directly at Xuan Yuran and said contemptuously:
"The world has really changed. Such monsters can even enter the palace and become the disciple of the eldest son."
Xuan Yuran felt a tightness in his chest immediately, and just as he was about to say something, a white figure blocked his way.
Tang Yixian looked at the old man in front of him with a cold gaze and said:
"A defeat is a defeat. It's not good to get angry out of shame. He is my disciple. Please respect yourself, old man."
Tang Yixien was being very polite when he said that.
Considering this old stubborn man, although stubborn, he is loyal to the cultivation clan and the Tang family.
"Master Tang, you are the eldest son of the Tang family. He is a demon. Please don't be confused."
Tang Yixien gave a look, and the disciples next to him saw what was happening and quickly dragged the old man away.
"Xiao Xuanwu, are you okay?" Tang Yixien turned around and asked.
"fine."
Xuan Yuran doesn't care about the ideas of these individual old stubborn people, he only cares about his master's ideas.
Tang Yixien couldn't bear to see Xuan Yuran's aggrieved look.
"Little Xuanwu is a little phoenix, and your master likes him very much." Tang Yixien whispered in Xuan Yuran's ear to comfort him.
He really likes the little phoenix, it's so furry and cute.
Except Cuicui.
Master’s voice was in my ears, like a spring breeze, melting into my heart.
He said he liked him.
Xuan Yuran's mind was silent, his heart was beating violently, and everything around him disappeared in an instant, leaving only his master smiling gently and gently in front of him.
His palms slowly clenched, as if he wanted to grab the person in front of him.
Naturally, Xuan Yuran won this match.
Tang Yixin and Xuan Yuran left the ring and walked over to Sheng Qingye and Jin Xiaoxiao to watch their fight.
Jin Xiaoxiao looked at the fat boy circling around her and found it quite interesting at first.
Later, the more he watched, the more dizzy he became. Was this Fatty's tactic to make him dizzy?
At this moment, Fatty finally took action and hit Jin Xiaoxiao with a meteor hammer.
Jin Xiaoxiao had been fighting against the soul-devouring beasts of the demon clan during this period, fighting several of them alone. This was nothing to him, and he dodged it with a quick move.
How could such a fat guy spinning around be his opponent?
Although Fatty is fat, he reacts very quickly.
When his second meteor hammer came, it was just a little bit away from Jin Xiaoxiao's face.
Fatty started circling the field again, round and round, like a whirlwind.
In terms of speed on the ground, Jin Xiaoxiao does not have an advantage.
He leaped into the air, aimed at the fat boy who was spinning on the ring, and hit him down again and again.
This fight was quite interesting and everyone was attracted to it.
The Lingxi fan fell like a meteor, and actually made holes in the arena.
In the end, there were too many holes, and the fat man rolled down the stage through the holes and rolled off the stage.
Jin Xiaoxiao landed gracefully back on the stage, and just like that, Jin Xiaoxiao won.
Tang Yixin probably knew why the cultivators were defeated by the demons.
Is this the top 20?
The fat guy fell off the stage, looking unconvinced, and was pulled out of the venue.
Sheng Qingye also ended the battle almost at the same time. Yin Tu's face was beaten blue where it should be blue and purple where it should be purple.
Yin Tu swung the sword in his hand hard, pointing it at the ground, and covered his face with his other hand.
"Sheng Qingye...just wait for me."
Sheng Qingye held his shoulders, and the chains leaped into the air, lingering around him, emitting white cold mist, looking handsome and sharp.
Yin Tu planned to go back and deal with the disciple who poisoned him.
"Master."
Sheng Qingye jumped down from the ring and walked to Tang Yixin, with a happy smile on his face.
He just saw his master coming to see him.
At this moment, the second round of today's competition began.
Among those who played in the game were Xiao Yan and Yun Zichu.
Tang Yixin and a few others walked over and watched the fight from under the ring.
After the two came on stage, they looked at each other seriously.
Everyone knew that they were a pair of Taoist companions, and they were all guessing how the competition would go.
Both of them were sword practitioners. Xiao Yan was the first to draw his sword, jumped out, and stabbed towards Yun Zichu.
When they were young, they often practiced sword fighting together.
Even Yun Zichu's several sets of sword techniques were taught by Xiao Yan.
A flash of Xiao Yan's sword light was reflected in Yun Zichu's pupils, and then it turned into a light laugh like water waves, as bright and radiant as a camellia.
He was too familiar with Xiao Yan's moves, so he blocked it with a sword.
The sound of swords clashing was like Zhong Ling breaking ice.
Xiao Yan showed no mercy and used all his strength in every strike.
Tang Yixin is a sword cultivator, so he can naturally see that.
Isn’t this too straight?