In the blink of an eye, it was the end of the third day of the Heroes Tournament. Today, the four knights on the list will be selected, and the leader who has won the famous sword "Win the Autumn Wind" will be selected.
Yesterday, Clara Qiu went there as usual, but unfortunately she was late, so when she arrived, all she saw was Si Jingwen, who was very angry, and the name of the person whose score was equal to hers on the Chaoguang list.
This person was not one of the three gates, but someone who no one had expected, the young owner of Gaoshui Villa who was known as "no one else" - Elliot Yi.
A name that was despised by the world was placed on the list. Even though Elliot Yi did not say a word, everyone seemed to have heard her silent ridicule.
After staring at Elliot Yi's name without saying a word, Clara Qiu came back to his senses after a while.
Thinking of the ambiguous look cast at him from behind the curtain, Clara Qiu slowly frowned.
She knew very well that this person would not let her win easily.
Today's finale, Clara Qiu didn't dare to delay and came early. But this time she couldn't sit in the innermost seat. Because as soon as she showed up, she was surrounded by disciples from all sects.
Among them were many disciples of the small sect, and some disciples of the Ziyun sect who were watching, their eyes glancing here from time to time, as if they were eager to try and find out what happened.
Disciples from various sects formed a circle around her and asked all at once: "Miss Qiu, your swordsmanship is so powerful!"
"Where did you learn swordplay?"
"How many years have you learned sword?"
"Has anyone ever given me any guidance?"
What's more, he directly asked the tacit doubts of everyone on the stage: "You are so good, how can you use a broken sword?"
She had never encountered such a scene before. She was surrounded by people, and there were still people chattering in her ears.
Clara Qiu frowned and was in a state of panic, not knowing how to rush out. Then he heard a familiar and somewhat majestic voice: "The game is about to start, what are you still doing here!"
Looking back, it turned out to be Lyla Su dressed in white.
Today she did not follow anyone from the sect, but came alone. Unexpectedly, as soon as he walked through the school grounds, he saw Clara Qiu being surrounded by layers of people and unable to escape.
After pushing the others away with his expression, Lyla Su turned around and greeted Clara Qiu seriously: "Miss Qiu."
If Lyla Su didn't come, he wouldn't know how to get out of trouble. So Clara Qiu looked at Lyla Su, opened his mouth, and thanked her sincerely: "Thank you, Miss Su."
Shaking his head, Lyla Su sat down nearby and replied, "Miss Qiu, there's no need to be polite."
But when she sat down, she seemed to have just remembered what she wanted to say to Clara Qiu.
So he thought about it for a moment, raised his head and said seriously: "Today, Miss Qiu will definitely have a battle with Master Yi Shao."
"I look forward to Miss Qiu winning the title."
Lyla Su's words were frank and sincere, which made Clara Qiu stunned.
She was silent for a few moments, then she grasped the Wuqi sword and replied uncomfortably, "I'll try my best."
As soon as Lyla Su finished speaking, before Lyla Su could say anything else, a voice suddenly interrupted.
"I also look forward to Miss Qiu taking the top spot!"
The voice was clear, and there was a sound of silver tassels clinking together as he spoke. Clara Qiu and Lyla Su turned around when they heard the words, and then they saw a man holding a red umbrella running towards them from behind.
Clara Qiu remembered her name, but didn't know how to greet her, so he heard Lyla Su at the side hesitantly call out: "Miss, you are Yu..."
Seeing that she didn't remember his name well, Rowan Yu didn't care. Like a pink butterfly among flowers, she plopped down next to Lyla Su and said with a hearty smile: "Rowan Yu, just call me Xiaoyu!"
After that, without waiting for Lyla Su to answer, he squinted his eyes and looked at the Hidden Dragon Hook carefully, then looked at it and exclaimed: "Miss Su, your Hidden Dragon Sword is really unique!"
Gently pushing the blade of the sword with his fingers, feeling the overwhelming weight of the Hidden Dragon Hook itself, Rowan Yu asked curiously: "How do you dance with this sword?"
Hearing this, Lyla Su lowered his head and silently looked at his Qianlong Hook, then looked up at Rowan Yu and replied in a serious tone: "Use arm strength."
After a pause, she added: "And wrist strength."
...These six concise words seemed to say something, but also seemed to say nothing. I don't know if Lyla Su didn't want to say it, or if it was her nature. Anyway, if others heard it, most people would think she was keeping it to herself and would not ask any more questions. However, Rowan Yu seemed to understand everything and nodded seriously, saying, "Oh, so that's it."
Which kind? Can you understand this?
Looking at Rowan Yu in disbelief, she looked at them indifferently, as if she remembered something. She changed her tone and asked them with a smile: "You all know that my name is Xiaoyu, so how can I call you?"
As he said that, he cast his gaze towards Lyla Su, who was sitting the closest and most upright: "Since I came here from Nanlanzhang with great difficulty...can I call you Ah Lin!"
When he heard the word "A Lin", Lyla Su, who had a stern face, blushed suddenly.
Even her parents only called her Lyla Su, not so affectionately. It sounded like a nickname given to their grandchildren by their grandparents.
With some disbelief in his eyes, Lyla Su replied stiffly: "...No one has ever screamed like that."
After she said that, Rowan Yu became even more excited. Her eyes lit up, and she laughed and said, "Then I'll be the first one!"
After saying that, regardless of whether Lyla Su agreed or not, he turned around and asked Clara Qiu from behind: "What about Miss Qiu? Can I call you Achao?"
Okay, as soon as these words came out, the person who was feeling uneasy and sitting on pins and needles changed from Lyla Su to Clara Qiu. Before she could silently move to the side, Rowan Yu repeated her old trick and asked herself. This question directly froze Clara Qiu's figure.
Although Qiu Chao himself is just a pseudonym he chose casually, he doesn't want to be related to other people, so the fewer people close to him, the better.
But at this time, Clara Qiu already knew that there was no use pretending to be deaf and dumb in the face of the overly enthusiastic and overly curious Rowan Yu. So she could only open her mouth and replied rather uncomfortably: "Whatever."
Seeing that Clara Qiu had a cold attitude but did not refute, Rowan Yu smiled even more indifferently.
"Whatever? That's fine!"
Regardless of whether it is possible or not, this person will call it that. Unable to withstand Rowan Yu's direct enthusiasm, Clara Qiu turned his head and stopped talking to Rowan Yu. He only left one ear propped up and listened to the intermittent conversation between the two people next to him.
She came here early today not to chat with others, but to see who Elliot Yi was.
He holds a famous sword and is a disciple of Dorian Yun. Although he has a reputation of being "weak and incompetent", he unexpectedly defeated the Changkong Sword Sect when he first ascended Jinglantai. Such a person makes Clara Qiu pay attention.
She was determined to get Sheng Qiufeng, so no matter who Elliot Yi was, she would not let this person stand in front of her.
Putting Rowan Yu's chatter behind, Clara Qiu scanned the people under the seats, trying to find a figure in the sea of people wearing clothes that might be that person.
Since he would definitely meet Elliot Yi in the decisive round, Elliot Yi should have arrived by now.
But after looking around, she found no one who matched her profile, so she could only hide her regret and silently said in her heart: "So slow..."
"It seems that Master Yi is sure of victory."
Thinking of this, my curiosity about Elliot Yi increased even more.
...
"The third day of competition officially begins!"
The flags were flying in the wind, and the drums sounded again on the field. The sound was deafening, inspiring the emotions of all the contestants.
Everyone is looking forward to seeing who can win the final today.
Especially Rowan Yu, who was moving around a lot. At this moment, in order to drown out the drum sounds, she sat next to Clara Qiu and raised her voice to say, "I was very impressed by the fight you guys had that day!"
Looking at Clara Qiu, her eyes shone with sincere appreciation.
"So Miss Qiu, today, will you get Shengqiufeng?"
As he spoke, the purple-clothed disciple slowly walked to the Jinglan Tower, slowly opened the roster, and loudly announced the final contenders for the leadership position.
"In this scene, Qiu Chao confronts Elliot Yi of Gaoshui Villa."
As she listened to the predicted name read out by Ziyun's disciples, Clara Qiu also heard the sound of drums in her heart. She looked across the Jinglan Terrace, feeling vaguely uneasy and nervous. It seemed that she had heard some twists and turns in the drums.
Although she and Elliot Yi had never fought each other, she had heard many rumors about this young master.
Therefore, she was looking forward to this mysterious person who appeared out of nowhere for a long time.
Recalling Rowan Yu's question just now, Clara Qiu stood up and did not look back. He just said one word in a deep voice to Rowan Yu: "Yes."
Not only can it be done, but it must be done. She has been sharpening her sword on Chaoye Mountain for ten years, just to get a piece of news, and then personally use the sword on her back to end the violent storm ten years ago that has not stopped yet.
As soon as the words fell, Clara Qiu raised his feet in the center of everyone's attention, and with the dull sound of drums, he stepped onto the Jinglang Platform again.
There were still nine steps, but this time she walked particularly seriously. With each step she took, the figure of the person opposite seemed to become clearer.
After stepping onto the last step and standing still, she saw someone climbing up the steps to the north of Jinglan Tai and coming slowly.
The person opposite took the wind and stepped onto Jinglan Terrace. The first thing that caught Clara Qiu's eye was the blue-white knuckles that were supporting his ears.
The man with the jade ring on his index finger must be the one who made the move in the carriage that day!
She reached out her hand to brush away the hair that had been blown to her cheeks, revealing a pair of willow-shaped eyes. Her light dress was dyed dark green, and her complexion was clean and elegant. She walked up the stairs calmly, without any of the "weakness" as rumored, but instead had a unique character.
After walking across from Clara Qiu, she bowed slightly and saluted. Then she looked up at Clara Qiu, who had a complicated look on his face, and said unhurriedly: "Elliot Yi of Gaishui Villa, come and learn from me."
This man had a smile on his face and a gentle tone, and there was no sharp murderous aura around him. If he had met him two days ago, Si Jingwen, who had bluntly said "there is no one left in Gaoshui Villa", would never have thought that this young manor owner, who had just made his debut in the world, would not only beat him to a pulp, but also become the finalist in the competition for the top spot.
But looking at Elliot Yi's calm eyes, Clara Qiu became more and more certain that the person who could make old man Poxi say those words could not be anyone else except this talented young village owner.
So Clara Qiu tightened his grip on the sword behind his back and spoke in a cold and distant tone. She spoke two words succinctly: "Qiu Chao."
When she heard the name Qiu Chao, Elliot Yi's eyelids moved, her eyes passed Qiu Feng and fell thoughtfully on Clara Qiu's braids. For some reason, she not only did not look away, but looked straight into her eyes and whispered, "Miss Qiu."
"This is the second time we've met."
Elliot Yi pronounced Clara Qiu's name very softly, like mist and drizzle in the evening, hazy and unclear. But after hearing her words clearly, Clara Qiu stiffened and subconsciously took a step back.
It was dark in the corner of the noodle stall that day, and she only took one look at me, so did she remember me?
I don't know why there was a sudden and intensive agitation in my heart. Clara Qiu could only take a deep breath and think quietly, what does the first and second sides mean? She came on stage today just to win against Qiu Feng.
So Clara Qiu turned his head away, put away the strange feeling in his heart, avoided Elliot Yi's sight, and said coldly: "I don't remember meeting the young master."
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