I just want to touch, what bad thoughts can I have?

Chapter 45 The competition officially begins!
Not sleepy at all!

Even without sleep all night.

Seeing that it was time for breakfast, Fang Qingran finished her simple washing and went straight to the breakfast buffet at the Villa Hotel.

One night, he spent almost all of his time drawing and withdrawing his sword.

After testing, he found that although it was random, it was obvious that the basic sword moves were mostly.

Such as stabbing, sweeping, slashing, heavy chopping and the like.

This can't be helped, your family is called Laoshu Pangen, mine is called ****, the name is different, but the design idea and the way of the move are roughly the same basic sword move, it's strange if it doesn't hit.

Of course, there are not without powerful moves, for example, at about three o'clock in the morning, Fang Qingran refreshed a move called [Back Leap Draw Sword Slash].

Jumping back with sword aura, the power is quite strong, even faintly exceeding the full power of his wind element to release the sword aura!

While thinking about it, when he was about to step into the hotel gate, he quickly closed and pulled it out.

[Theatrical performance version of the sword dance exercise] is updated to [Step forward cut].

"A sudden-type sword move?"

Anyway, at least it is more practical than the last one.

Putting the branch back into the sheath, Fang Qingran didn't care about the staff's attention at all, and went straight to the buffet area.

At this time, there were already several people present in the self-help area.

The internet-addicted teenager squatted by the door, completely immersed in the game, and kept his ears shut.

Not far away, Tang Ruoshui nodded to him, and the little flower demon sitting next to him on the special seat for children waved his roots excitedly, and then picked up the milk and biscuits on the table again with his roots.

Zhou Dongming at the other table noticed that Fang Qingran was coming, and waved to him, as if inviting him to sit down.

Not long after, the tea-haired girl with a timid expression came in. She sneaked a few glances at Fang Qingran, chose to take a detour, chose some buffet food from another direction, and then ran to the empty corner to take a seat.

Withdrawing her gaze from looking at the girl, Fang Qingran took the plate and went to Zhou Dongming's left seat and sat down.

He looked rather listless, probably because there were no female staff in the entire restaurant.

Occasionally, his chest trembled, and Zhou Dongming took a closer look. It was a middle-aged uncle who was carrying the pot, and his whole body became more and more lost and sinking.

Suddenly, Fang Qingran seemed to see his eyes light up, and his eyes followed a charming figure with protruding front and back.

"It seems that everyone is here."

Qiu Yanliu, who walked into the self-help area, looked around, and her voice unconsciously overwhelmed the audience, clearly reaching everyone's ears.

"I'm announcing something.

Something about casting soul springs. "

"Forging Soul Spring?"

Fang Qingran's group of four, who were waiting to soak in the Lingquan Spring, attracted attention one after another. Even the internet-addicted teenager at the door took off his earphones and listened attentively.

"Please keep in mind what I said next, because it determines the order in which you enter the soul casting spring."

Qiu Yanliu drew a circle with his fingertips in mid-air, and the dark green reflection of the virtual demon gradually appeared in the rippling picture.

"This is the first-order virtual demon that appeared in the villa yesterday.

It is currently hiding somewhere in the villa, and whoever can find it first and kill it will be the first participant to soak in the soul spring.

As of twelve o'clock in the evening, if no one can kill the virtual demon, they will be ranked according to the strength of the injury caused to it.

The other three part-time referees and I designed a injury index scoring system. Each of you will evaluate the injury caused by the Void Demon on a scale of [-]. A full score of [-] means that it has been completely killed.

So far, the number one ranking is..."

The beautiful eyes flowed, and she looked at Fang Qingran's appearance, the corners of her mouth were slightly pursed, and the smile that was about to be uncontrollable was suppressed:

"Fang Qingran, the injury index score is 36."

Hearing this, the remaining competitors couldn't help but focus their attention on the young man who was drinking porridge with preserved eggs and meat.

The full score is forty, and the score is 36. Doesn't this mean that every referee has given a high score of nine points?

This means that unless it is a real killing of Void Demons, there is almost no possibility of exceeding his score.

Fang Qingran, who was in the center of attention, had a dejected expression of "only 36 points?"

Recalling the scene of last night, he couldn't help but regret secretly.

It was supposed to be won with a single blow of sword energy, but now the dust has settled, but I never thought that the phantom was too unscrupulous in martial arts, and it played so big!
However, putting on a bathrobe and gaining the bonus of steel will and mental resistance, he should no longer be dazzled by the opponent's mental attack.

When he finds it, he will split another branch!
Qiu Yanliu waited for the few people present to digest the information, and she reported the ratings of the remaining three people.

Yiyi: 32 points;
Gongliang Opera: 28 points;
Zhou Dongming: 0 points.

"She actually ranked second?"

After knowing the ranking, Fang Qingran looked subconsciously, the body of the tea-haired girl in the corner trembled, and she shrank back again until she couldn't retreat.

Head down, a pair of small hands flat on the knees, sitting upright like a primary school student.

"That's not right, that Void Demon gave me a slash, and he can attack the other two alive and kicking?"

Fang Qingran scratched her head, feeling a little confused for a moment.

Seeing the expressions of the people present, Qiu Yanliu clapped his hands and said:
"That's all I want to say.

From now on, you can move freely and look for its traces. "

As soon as the words finished, the internet-addicted teenager at the door put on his earphones again, and with a flash of his figure, he rushed out.

Yiyi followed closely behind, she moved step by step close to the corner until the door, she turned back silently and bowed to the few people in the restaurant before running out the door.

After leaving the Villa Hotel, she could no longer feel the sight of others, she let out a sigh of relief, and patted the white-faced steamed buns that had begun to take shape.

When being watched by a bunch of people, the pressure is so great!

Thinking of the eyes, she couldn't help but see the image of the two of them.

She found that there was one who often secretly observed her.

There were originally two of them, but since the red-haired one kicked Dean Qiu who took care of her, the attention basically turned to Dean Qiu.

Because the expression was too obscene, he almost wrote his desires on his face, and the number of times he was beaten by Dean Qiu in just two days was almost beyond counting with his hands, but he still took good care of him.

To be honest, she can barely understand the lewd eyes. The boy who often observes him secretly and looks strange in his clothes has strange eyes.

It was so strange that she couldn't understand it.

I couldn't figure out what the other party was thinking when he looked at him.

"It doesn't seem to be malicious, but it always gives me an inexplicable chill..."

Thoughts kept popping up in her mind, she slowly closed her eyes, a dark and deep flame burst out from her palm, she closed her eyes carefully to sense it.

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