"OK, all right."

Yang Xuan hadn\'t had breakfast yet, so he was really hungry, and regardless of his image, he ate the crispy cake in his hand in a few bites.

Not to mention, the taste is quite good, he licked his mouth, only to feel the aftertaste, and gave a thumbs up to Fang Qingxue beside him.

“Yes, it was delicious!”

"Hee hee, really?" Fang Qingxue smiled happily, her eyes curved into crescent moons. Although she was not young, her frown and smile were alluring, especially the petal-like cherry lips, which made people want to have a look. Dear Fangze.

Taking a deep breath, Yang Xuan only felt that the smell emanating from the little girl had a faint scent of jasmine, which was the virgin body fragrance unique to young girls.

As the scent penetrated into his nose and nose, Yang Xuan found that his whole body was boiling with blood, and the guy in his crotch was no longer keeping his own way. Fortunately, he was sitting, otherwise he would be embarrassed on the spot.

"Brother Yang, is it really hard to eat?" Fang Qingxue obviously didn\'t know that Yang Xuan was feeling very uncomfortable, so he asked again.

Yang Xuan shrank his butt, patted his chest and said, "Of course, the crispy cakes made by Xueer are crispy and sweet, and taste great."

"Xue\'er, you see, I said earlier that the crispy cakes you made are delicious, Senior Brother Yang Xuan will definitely like it?"

"Yes, yes, it\'s much better than the sweet cakes in the dining hall!"

The good sisters next to Fang Qingxue laughed.

"Hee hee, then I\'ll make it for you tomorrow." Fang Qingxue also smiled sweetly.

A quirky girl in a purple skirt stuck out her tongue playfully and said jokingly, "No need, you should make it for your big brother Yang."

Fang Qingxue was embarrassed, Xia Fei\'s cheeks, and said angrily: "Senior Sister Ling\'er, you, you make fun of me."

"Hehe, hehe..."

The girl in the purple dress and the girls laughed together.

Seeing Fang Qingxue\'s shy and timid expression, Yang Xuan couldn\'t help laughing, and turned his head slightly, he leaned close to the little girl\'s ear, almost bit her pink earlobe and whispered, "Xue\'er, didn\'t forget to be with me. promise?"

"What, what agreement?"

Fang Qingxue didn\'t understand, but Yang Xuan exhaled hot air in her ear, which made her numb all over, her slender legs were pinched, and she was restless.

The corners of Yang Xuan\'s mouth were slightly upturned, with a wicked smile on his face, he became more and more unscrupulous, and his tongue swept across her crystal-like jade earlobe: "Hehe, didn\'t I have a promise with Xue\'er, when I win the big game? , than the first, Xueer let me kiss."

Fang Qingxue\'s earlobes were very sensitive, and with a "hmmm" in her mouth, her body trembled violently.

Seeing this, Yang Xuan felt happy, his tongue touched again, and the little girl\'s body trembled again.

Sensitive, so sensitive!

Yang Xuan\'s playfulness made the little girl unbearable, and she kept twisting her body, and her small mouth made a whimper that was almost begging for mercy.

At the same time, more and more disciples from the outer sect came to the martial arts arena, and everyone was looking for a place.

When the sun rises in the east and the early morning sun falls, the stands in all directions are full, and the crowd is full of people. Many people are talking about this big competition.

The reason is very simple. This time, the rules of the outer door and the competition have changed. Many people are too weak to even appear on the stage.

"Quiet!"

Suddenly, a loud shout came, and more than a dozen elders from the outer door came to the martial arts arena.

Yang Xuan didn\'t tease Fang Qingxue at this time, and when he looked up, he saw Gu Yunfeng and Han Fang among the many outer sect elders.

In addition, the rest of the people are mostly old men and women who are over fifty years old, but there are two exceptions.

Both of them are very young. Of course, compared to Han Fang, Gu Yunfeng and the others, they are about thirty years old. One is a big man wearing black trousers and soft animal skin armor, and the other is a man. A beautiful woman in a red dress with light makeup.

There are many disciples of the Qixuan Sect. There are at least five or six thousand people in the inner and outer sects. Many inner sect disciples have reached a certain level of cultivation and can apply to become an outer sect elder or even an inner sect elder, but the premise is that they have to pass the sect test.

This test is extremely perverted and life-threatening at every turn.

But on the contrary, if you can successfully pass the test and become an elder of the outer sect or even an elder of the inner sect, then you can undoubtedly enjoy more sect cultivation resources.

For example, primeval stones and medicinal pills, both of which are necessary for qi martial artists. If you can obtain a large number of primeval stones and medicinal pills, the training speed will be greatly improved.

After all, cultivation realm determines strength, but as a warrior, who doesn\'t want to have a strong strength?

...

Han Fang was obviously the host of the Outer Gate Big and Big Competition this time. The other Outer Gate elders came to the bottom row of the north stand to take their seats, but he jumped up and landed on the three-foot-high platform in the center of the martial arts arena. .

Instead of being lazy and sloppy in the past, the old man has neatly combed white hair today, and he is dressed in a white run with gold trimmings, which looks quite immortal.

He stood on the high platform with his hands on his back, his eyes were open and closed, and he looked around the audience and said, "Old man Han Fang, this time the outer door is bigger than me, so I won\'t say much about the rules. , the bulletin board is clearly written in black and white."

After speaking, he asked, "Are you all clear?"

"Clear."

Many outer disciples were full of anger and responded loudly.

Han Fang nodded slightly, cleared his throat, and raised his voice: "Now, from the beginning, the disciples who are confident and capable can enter the ring and accept the challenges of others."

shhhhhh...

As soon as the words fell, the nine figures seemed to rush out of the stands, each occupying a ring.

These people are dressed in fluttering clothes and have a restrained aura, and they are the best among the outer disciples.

For example, a tall and straight boy in white with a stern look, he was the fastest and the first to enter the ring.

Needless to say, this person must be the strongest Li Yunfei from the outer sect.

The speed of the other eight people was similar. Among them were Wang Man, Dong Liang, Zhou Kun, and Shi Yu whom Yang Xuan had met and knew, but the one who attracted Yang Xuan\'s attention the most was a woman.

The woman is fifteen or sixteen years old, with beautiful hair and a shawl. She has an outstanding demeanor and is very beautiful. Of course, if you only look at the left side of her face, because on her right cheek, a maroon birthmark the size of half a palm is very eye-catching. Somewhat off-putting.

But she is such a woman with a natural flaw and a cold and arrogant temperament, but she is Mu Qingyu, a talented girl who is well-known in the outside world. She is very powerful.

Glancing at Li Yunfei and the others on the nine arenas, Han Fang said loudly, "There is still an arena that is empty. Why, no one dares to take the stage?"

While speaking, his eyes swept across the audience, and finally fell on Yang Xuan.

"The old man really looks down on me, but I\'m just about to take the stage."

The corners of Yang Xuan\'s mouth cocked slightly, without any hesitation, he rose into the air, like a Dapeng spreading his wings, and landed firmly on the unmanned arena.

Seeing this scene, Fang Qingxue and several good sisters beside her were excited and cheered.

"Brother Yang, come on!"

"Senior Brother Yang Xuan is the best!"

As for the others, most of them were in a daze, as if they did not expect Yang Xuan to be so strong, that he dared to treat more than 3,000 outer disciples as nothing and dominate a ring.

After a brief silence, a sneer appeared on someone\'s face: "This kid is crazy, he dares to go on stage, isn\'t he afraid of attacking?"

"He wouldn\'t be on stage if he was really scared."

"No matter what he thinks, in short, there will be a good show to watch. I guess many people will challenge him one after another."

"Hey, that\'s right, Li Yunfei, Wang Man and others are all famous geniuses in the outer sect, and their strength is obvious to all. Although Yang Xuan\'s strength has made great progress recently, he is nothing more than physical strength. Who is the real strength? Not sure."

...

Sure enough, just after a while, someone rushed into the ring where Yang Xuan was.

This is a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy in black with a very strong body, especially a pair of palms, with thick joints and calluses. Obviously, this person is practicing palm kung fu.

Someone recognized who the black-clothed boy was, and immediately sneered: "Hey, it\'s actually Zhou Tong, the palm of the heart, and Yang Xuan is somewhat taken aback."

"Yeah, Zhou Tong is a well-known stubborn scumbag in our outer circles. He has practiced the family\'s unique skills to destroy the heart. Whoever gets caught will die."

"This statement is too decisive. Yang Xuan defeated Tie Feng anyway, and he was able to resist the gravity of the inner disciple Bai Haitang twenty times. The flesh and body must be very strong, and the heart-destroying palm may not be able to hurt him."

"What do you know, the Heart Destroying Palm is not an ordinary combat skill. It is extremely sinister and vicious. No matter how strong your physical body is, the palm force can penetrate into your body and directly damage your internal organs."

"So scary!?"

"Of course, half a year ago, when Zhou Tong was still at the fourth level of Body Tempering, he relied on the Heart-Destructing Palm to defeat a genius at the fifth level of Body Tempering from our outer sect, and even nearly killed him."

...

Seeing that Zhou Tong was going to challenge Yang Xuan on the stage, Han Fang on the high stage didn\'t talk nonsense, and said loudly: "Okay, the competition begins."

Hearing this, neither Zhou Tong nor Yang Xuan was in a hurry.

Looking at each other for a moment, Zhou Tong was the first to speak, and said coldly: "Yang Xuan, I know that your strength has grown by leaps and bounds recently, but when you meet me, you can only stop there."

Yang Xuan felt amused, and shook his head lightly: "Before the battle, I started talking big, and I\'m not afraid that the wind will flash my tongue."

"Draw the sword, if you don\'t draw the sword, you will have no chance."

Zhou Tong was very arrogant and arrogant. He strode out. Although he didn\'t walk very fast, with every step he took, his aura became stronger and stronger. It was a very fierce evil spirit.

Yang Xuan\'s previous life was a murderous Asura Demon Lord, and at a glance, he could see that Zhou Tong had killed people, and he had killed many people.

"Outer Sect is indeed full of talented people. I didn\'t expect to encounter such a ruthless person in the first battle!"

There was some emotion in his heart, but Yang Xuan didn\'t have the slightest fear on his face, and he didn\'t draw his sword at the same time, and said lightly: "To deal with you, fists are enough."