Chapter 111 Gu Sculpture
Chapter 111 Gu Sculpture
When they were trees...
They are all trees...
Qiu Puryue took a deep breath and waited for the Middle-earth attribute restorer to restore the venue to its original state.
I still can’t do it!
Qiu Puryue covered her face and couldn't help wailing.
"...Are you done yet?" Yu Jin was speechless, crossing his arms and looking at her, "I didn't do this even when I was beaten like that on the field."
"I'm nervous..." Qiu Puryue's voice was already sharp, and because of her nervousness, her voice softened a bit, and she sounded like she was acting coquettishly.
Yu Jin's expression was complicated.
When the referee let both sides enter the arena, Yu Jin found that she was so nervous that she couldn't move her hands or feet.
Yu Jin: ...
"Hello, hello." Qiu Puryue walked to the center of the field and looked at the expressionless man with a strong aura in front of her. Her legs were shaking a little.
Qiu Purue met the man's cold gaze, thought for a long time, and then gave a well-behaved smile.
There was a crooked cross-shaped scar on the side of the man's face, which spread to the corner of his eyes and jaw, making him look more fierce.
The man had thick eyebrows and big eyes, a tough face, and was wearing a long robe. There was a round badge on his chest, which should be the sect's logo. There was an iron whip tied around his waist, which looked very heavy.
Qiu Puyue looked at the iron whip and couldn't help but touch the machete on her waist.
This was what Qin Xiao recommended to her. According to him, it was because she couldn't control her vital energy at will, so she needed a carrier to release it, like the swordsmen in the storybooks, who emitted something like sword energy.
After Qin Xiao finished speaking, Qiu Purue bought the knife. It could be seen that Qin Xiao was a little disgusted with her knife, but he didn't say anything. After practicing for a while, he felt it was okay, and he taught her some basic body movements.
"Hello."
During the time when Qiu Purue was daydreaming, Yu Yunhao had been paying attention to her. He saw that her eyes were wandering and seemed a little dissatisfied.
"Yu Yunhao."
The man's voice was so powerful that it seemed to pierce her eardrums.
"Qiu Puyue." Qiu Puyue didn't know why he looked so fierce, and didn't dare to ask. She pursed her lips and thought about what Qin Xiao said to her, scratching her head and feeling a little conflicted.
"Um..." Qiu Puryue looked at the referee and knew that the game was still in the greeting stage. She twisted her fingers and asked tentatively, "That is, I am not very good at training. Can I just - no, just watch the battle of Warcraft, and neither of us will intervene, okay?"
Qiu Puyue gritted her teeth and said it courageously. After she finished speaking, perhaps because she felt that her suggestion was a bit ridiculous, her face turned slightly red.
"...Ah?" Yu Yunhao became even more disgusted after hearing this, "Why are you coming to the competition when you haven't prepared for this? Why don't you just admit defeat?"
"I--"
"All the demon tamers here are top-notch in their respective places. Your poor training is your business. What does it have to do with me?" Yu Yunhao said, his disgusted eyes piercing Qiu Puryue's body like steel needles, making her tremble all over. "I am a little curious, how did someone like you come here to compete? It's really disgusting."
"I really don't understand why someone like you would want to participate in such a competition. It simply lowers the level of the competition." Yu Yunhao's words were sharp, and he didn't think there was anything wrong with saying such words to her. "You can't train the monsters well, and you say you can't practice well yourself, so what are you doing here? Are you kidding? Or do you think you are a child so everyone should give in to you?"
"I, I didn't..."
Qiu Puryue pursed her lips, her face flushed, and she looked like she was about to cry.
"If you want to cry, go down and cry. Don't disgust me here." Yu Yunhao lowered his eyes, his voice was cold and unmoved.
"Human, you said it." Yu Jin suddenly spoke, his eyes cold and looking at him coolly.
"Am I wrong? Did so many people come here just to see you cry?" Yu Yunhao sneered, his eyes contemptuous, "As a demon tamer, you actually need the demon beast to stand up for you. How bizarre."
Qiu Puryue’s lips were almost pursed into a ball.
"And you, a magical beast, your master didn't say anything, but you dared to respond casually. You really have no manners." Yu Yunhao glanced at Yu Jin and laughed, "But it's normal. With such a master, it's normal for a pet to behave like this."
"You--" Yu Jin's eyelids twitched slightly, his aura became sharp, his eyes were unfriendly, and he opened his mouth, just about to say something.
Qiu Purue tugged at Yu Jin's fingers, lowered her head and shook it.
Yu Jin looked back at her and said nothing.
Qiu Purue took a deep breath and bowed to Yunhao: "Sorry, I was abrupt."
Qiu Puyue stood up, rubbed her eyes, her nose tip slightly red, and pulled Yu Jin back to the designated position.
Yu Jin looked at her, a little hesitant: "You..."
"Then there's nothing we can do about it." Unexpectedly, Qiu Puryue chuckled, looked up at him, her eyes slightly red, and her eyes flickered, "Then do your best."
"……Um."
Yu Yunhao led the fire dragon that appeared in the first match. While they were talking, the fire dragon stood behind Yu Yunhao and looked at them coldly.
"...This person is so vicious." Yin Xihui shook his head.
"Is she okay? I feel like I'm about to cry." Mo Hanyu said hesitantly.
Qin Xiao watched the referee's hand fall: "Watch the game."
The whistle sounded and the game began.
Qiu Puryue stared at the other party intently, thinking that they would rush over immediately, but she found that they were just standing there quietly, with no intention of taking action.
Qiu Puryue was a little confused. She tilted her head to look at the referee and confirmed that the game had already started. Just as she was about to ask, her face suddenly changed and her figure dodged the black shadow attacking from behind and above.
"...Your reaction is quite quick." Yu Yunhao was surprised to see that she dodged the attack. He raised his eyebrows, then stepped forward and quickly ran towards Qiu Puryue.
Yu Jin saw this and was about to step forward to block it. Suddenly, a scorching breath filled the entire venue, and the air around him seemed to be about to burn.
A cluster of fire came from the right, and Yu Jin had no choice but to dodge it first.
Qiu Puyue looked at the man running towards her, pulled out the knife from her waist, held it with her backhand, but did not confront him head-on, and ran away.
Seeing this, Yu Yunhao slightly spread his fingers and activated his power. Huge eagles appeared in the air, hovering for a moment before stabbing down towards Qiu Puryue.
Qiu Puyue didn't look back, as if she had eyes all over her body, and she was able to accurately dodge the stab every time at the last second.
Yu Jin glanced at Qiu Puyue who was being chased all over the field, ignored her, and turned to fight with the monster on the opposite side. He did not avoid her at all when attacking, and even almost blew the flames onto her several times.
Yu Yunhao was originally dismissive of Qiu Puyue's evasion, but as time went by, his gaze gradually became serious.
Qiu Puyue felt that the person behind her was getting closer and closer to her. She did not look back, but at the moment when Yu Yunhao leaned over to pounce on her, she turned around, leaned back, dodged his attack in a strange posture, and turned around to run back.
"...Why is he like a loach?" Yu Yunhao couldn't help but curse inwardly.
Qiu Puryue glanced at him without any reaction, and secretly clenched her fists in her heart.
It was really worth all the beatings she had received before.
……
"It hurts!" A flash of lightning passed by Qiu Puryue's ear, leaving a blood mark on her cheek.
"You are the one who reacts the slowest." Qin Xiao stood in front of her, nonchalantly.
Qiu Puryue touched the blood on her neck, her eyes flickering, feeling a little guilty.
This was the time when they took turns to launch sneak attacks. Every time it was Qin Xiao's turn to launch a sneak attack, Qiu Puyue would feel a little scared.
The main thing is that Qin Xiao’s attacks were more like assassinations than sneak attacks. Each time he attacked was silent and approached unnoticed. The moment you felt his presence, it was already too late.
Qiu Puyue had no idea how many times she had been thrown under the tree.
"It hurts so much..." Qiu Puyue hugged her shoulders with her teeth grimacing. Qin Xiao not only assassinated them, but also threw stones at them from time to time. As long as they were hit, they would be covered in bruises.
"You should be thankful that these are stones, not blades." Qin Xiao said, "If these had become flying knives, you would have bled to death by now."
After saying that, he looked at her again and thought about it.
"Oh yeah, you don't."
Qiu Puryue: ...
Perhaps they could not bear the beating any more, so the three of them finally decided to team up and never be alone.
then……
I was beaten even harder, wuwuwu...
Whenever Qiu Puyue recalled what happened at that time, she couldn't help but wail.
It was also at that time that she realized how terrifying Qin Xiao could be when he played dirty tricks.
She couldn't feel his breath at all, and every time she realized something was wrong the moment he made a move, but it was already too late.
"Many times, the eyes cannot observe everything, even if they are very sensitive. Because if you rely entirely on your eyes, then if your eyes are injured at some point during the battle, what will you do?" Qin Xiao frowned at the time, as if he was thinking about how to organize his words, "So don't rely too much on your eyes. There are obviously so many places you can perceive..."
……
Qiu Puryue leaned forward and dodged the flying ice sculpture again.
The ice sculpture's wings were as tall as her when spread out, and it was attacking from a great height. Once hit by it, it would be no joke.
At this time, Qiu Puryue couldn't help but thank Qin Xiao again.
When this thing hit my body, it didn't even cause bleeding, it just broke into pieces.
Yu Yunhao stared at the flashing figure in front of him, his brows gradually frowned, he secretly clicked his tongue, and felt a little annoyed.
Qiu Purue dragged the battle until Yu Jin won.
Looking at the fire dragon that had lost consciousness, Qiu Puryue looked at Yu Yunhao who had an ugly expression and blinked.
One of Yu Jin's arms was burned black, just like a piece of charcoal, but he still stood there, staring at Yu Yunhao coldly, ready to continue fighting at any time.
“…I give up.” Yu Yunhao glanced at the fire dragon whose body was cut by wind blades, clenched his fists, and had a gloomy aura.
Qiu Purue had just breathed a sigh of relief when she felt a chill on her back. She turned around and happened to meet Yu Yunhao's cold gaze.
But Qiu Puryue didn't seem to feel anything was wrong and even smiled at him.
Qiu Purue noticed Yu Jin’s burned arm and hurriedly wanted him to leave the field to rest, but Yu Jin refused.
"I'm still fine..." Yu Jin looked at his arm and said calmly, "If we play it in one game, the rest time will be too long."
After hearing this, Qiu Puyue stopped trying to persuade him and watched the monster lying on the ground being dragged back from the opposite side.
Suddenly, Qiu Puryue's eyes narrowed and she frowned.
She saw Yu Yunhao kick the unconscious Fire Dragon hard with great force when he was leaving the stage.
"... This is the second time." Yu Yunhao looked at the seriously injured Fire Dragon and said in a gloomy voice, "Useless thing."
"Why did he kick him?" According to the rules, if the monster is not replaced, it will stay on the field. Qiu Puyue whispered to Yu Jin.
"...Isn't this normal?" Yu Jin's face was cold, as if he was used to such scenes. "He felt that the failure was due to the dragon - although it was true, so he took out his anger on it."
"…But isn't it normal to win or lose?" Qiu Puryue was puzzled. "It's not a matter of life or death."
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