"Miss Rong, what you said is wrong, the competition is only going to the end, but you can't really hurt the other party."

Cai Ruyun didn't know where he jumped out, and looked at Rong Huang with disapproval.

Rong Huang squinted at Cai Ruyun, his red attire abruptly appeared weak and deceptive, but it was not easy.

As an outstanding graduate of the Academy of Fine Arts, Rong Huang couldn't help it immediately and took out a small handkerchief from his sleeve.

Cai Ruyun noticed Rong Huang's move, and his eyelids jumped.

The psychological shadow that Rong Huang left on her last time was not uncommon, and Cai Ruyun was worried that Rong Huang would be a demon again.

Sure enough, Rong Huang shook the small handkerchief. At a glance, Liu Fufeng was weaker than Cai Ruyun. "A-niang said, people are too introverted to be bullied. If I were to speak out, no one would dare. How about me."

Rong Huang blinked at Cai Ruyun, innocent and innocent, "Sister Yun'er, are you right?"

Cai Ruyun choked on his throat with a mouthful of old blood, unable to go up and down.

Bitch!

Cai Ruyun squeezed the thin sword in his hand, the perfect and gentle mask could no longer be maintained, clasped his fist and said, "Yun'er has something to do, take one step ahead."

How could Rong Huang let her slip away, and immediately stretched out Erkang's hand.

"Sister Yun'er, why are you leaving? People still want to communicate with you, and I also want to be like Sister Yun'er, so cute and like ducks."

Cai Ruyun gritted his teeth secretly, and said that Ronghuang didn't need to learn at all.

Regarding who is more Bailian, she admits that she is no better than Rong Huang.

"The next one is me, I have to prepare first." Cai Ruyun tried to raise a smile, his tone stiff.

Rong Huang turned his eyes slightly and looked at the ring.

Rongjiapu's disciples had already beaten Biyun's disciples to the ring.

Rong Huang clapped and clapped, and then said to Cai Ruyun, "Sister Yun'er, come on, don't be like that sister."

Cai Ruyun followed the direction of Rong Huang's finger and saw her senior sister.

Cai Ruyun: "..."

Cai Ruyun could no longer maintain the smile on his face, turned and left.

Rong Huang glanced at the people next to him, and sighed, his Qingyan face was sad, "It's all my fault, I shouldn't make Sister Yun'er angry."

Cai Ruyun: "....."

Cai Ruyun took a deep breath, but Quandang didn't hear him, and speeded up his steps towards the place where Biyun Sect was.

Soon, the disciples were over.

Because Rong's father instructed the disciples not to hide their strength, Rongjiapu's disciples directly slammed disciples from other schools.

Especially Cai Ruyun, who was kicked off the ring by a female disciple of Rongjiapu, took a mouthful of dirt and was extremely embarrassed.

After the sling, Rongjiapu became the well-deserved first place.

But this is a contest between disciples, and there will be a contest between the leaders of various sects.

The first to come to power were the Shaolin Temple and Yunzong leaders.

The contest between the people in power and the contest between the disciples are not at the same level.

There was a crackling sound of fighting, and the person in charge of Yunzong was knocked to the ground.

The abbot of Shaolin Temple was holding a Buddhist bead in one hand, his big bald head shining brightly under the sun, "Amitabha Buddha, the benefactor of the cloud, let it go."

The person in charge of Yunzong spouted a mouthful of blood, nodded with a face like gold paper, and stepped out of the ring embarrassedly.

Immediately afterwards, the abbot of Shaolin Temple defeated several sects in power one after another, and remained standing firm all the time.

With a clang, Father Yung in a black costume stepped onto the ring.

Rong Huang ignored the different eyes around him, stood up and waved his small paws, "Daddy, come on, Daddy is the best!"