Chapter 691: Disciple contest

Banging, punching after punching, the whole training room was silent, and after a long echo, the sound of fists colliding with the face.
The punching without the use of power is purely a vent of physical emotions. Although it hurts when hit on the body, it will not cause bone fracture.
Of course, this unspoken method is purely venting, and soon leaves Song Ye exhausted.
Her face, which rarely sweats during training, was flushed and heavy. She dragged the male disciple's collar to drag him off the ground, bowed her eyes and looked at him, and the sweat on her face dripped onto her wrist, and she followed Like salty tears.
"This game is the effort of the Master Sister. Even if you are kneeling, you will have to fight me. Her revenge, I will report to her." Pisan's long hair covered all the expressions on her face, but from In these short two sentences, people can clearly feel the uneasiness in her heart.
Speaking of which, if it's anger and reluctance, Song Ye is the most powerful of them.
When Zhou Qingqing was a friend, she was also the one who was wronged when the accident happened. Now the person who hates Takahashi Orika most deeply should be the girl in front of her.
After being punched by dozens of punches, the male disciple with a swollen cheek lying on the ground so dumbly, looked up with his collar, looking down, a young girl with cold eyes burning like fire, felt the other side The fist was creaking, it was from anger.
At this moment, he really realized that the young girl's calm and depressed emotions under the surface.
Not that she does not hate, not that she is not angry, but rather than venting her emotions, she chose to complete Zhou Qingqing's unfinished wish.
This game was trained by her countless days and nights. Even if she is not there, they have the obligation to do a good job.
As for this feud, Song Ye will report for her.
The disciples inside and out looked at Song Ye standing there quietly, with Song Ye in an overwhelming aura. For the first time, I felt that this slender and tender back was so powerful and stable and reliable.
These dozens of punches will also wake up the slumped crowd and realize how uncomfortable Zhou Qingqing is.
Sitting in the corner, Takahashi Oraka curled up, buried her head in her knees, and her lips covered with long hair were tightly torn to bleeding.
She can't stay here anymore.
After tomorrow ’s game, once tracked down, she ca n’t escape, and the game of the Seven Great Family Disciples is the only chance for her to be transferred to other families. She must grasp it.
Most importantly, she must kill Song Ye.
This woman has been right with her since the beginning. With Song Ye in, her life will always be destroyed.
Tomorrow is the best time.
There is an invisible smoke of smoke in the same training room. Everyone has different thoughts, but they are training hard.
The second day was the day of the disciple's match, and it was also the opportunity for Song Ye to dormant for two months to wait.
Qin Zhan has no worries for the time being. She doesn't know if she can see him today. She got up early in the morning and led the team to Ye's territory. The host of this competition is Ye's.
The hierarchy of the seven families is the same. Even with uniform clothing specifications, as soon as they enter the competition venue of the disciples hall, the black pressure is all a black short, just like the ancient martial arts convention.
Below the stone steps is a spacious platform to provide a test. On the stone steps is the main house's high-level viewing position. The sandalwood master chair and Xiang Yan have long been served by the servants. Wind chimes hang around, making a jingle.
Because Xu is the head of a woman, Ye's overall style buildings show a delicate sense of exquisiteness. Even the Ye disciples send more female disciples than other families.
Because each team had only one female disciple, Song Ye received a lot of attention when he brought the team into the field.
"Well, Zhou Qingqing, how did you change people to lead the team today?"
"I heard that I was injured. I was raised in the main house. The team was led by newcomers and focused on training."
"Well, what about the key training, Zhou Qingqing is not the loser of our Ye family every year. People are so embarrassed. This time, it is even more terrible to change a team leader."
"That's right, this Shao family just doesn't pay attention to the appearance of the kung fu, but I still see that there are good-looking girls in the team, and they look like R people. They are very cute. Our owners should like them.
Wherever there is a woman, the place where the gossip is developed is just the time for admission. The female disciples of the Ye family have already discussed Song Ye with Takahashi weaving head for hundreds of times.
It's just that the evaluation is quite different.
The same is a newcomer, except that his ability is not valued. Song Ye ’s half-red face is obviously criticized, and he looks petite and cute with Takahashi Oraka in the team. Below, it set off her beauty even more.
Both of them also heard these gossips. Takahashi Orika was secretly arrogant and proud. Song Ye was calm and calm. After arranging his position, he settled on the spot and became the door god.
"Well, a group of people blinded by the dog's eyes would treat that kind of woman as a treasure." The male disciple standing beside Song Ye couldn't help but whispered, "The whole disciple hall waited for her to pack her up. "
He is so disgusted that he doesn't even want to mention the name of Takahashi Orika.
Song Ye looked ahead, his lips moved, and objectively gave a judgment, "You can't beat her."
Even if these male disciples are old students, after all, the power is not diligent to make up for the lack of talent, but Takahashi weaving incense is very good, Song Ye can judge the strength of strength from strength.
"Song Ling, I didn't take you to demolish the platform like this." The male disciple was poured with a basin of cold water in the head and almost vomited blood. He really admired Song Ye's calmness and calmness, but he did not look like a little girl at all, and often made their male disciples very depressed.
Hearing that, Song Ye did not continue to comment, after a long silence, she said quietly: "I will solve her by myself."
"You ..." The male student froze, turned his head to look at the girl next to him, and Leng Buding was frozen and injured by the ice under her eyes.
He swallowed, remembering that there was a rule in the disciples contest that the sword had no eyes and no penalty was required for killing.
I was thinking about asking more, but the gongs over there sounded a bang, and the people of the seven major families began to enter the market.
The discussion and discussion in the audience all heard the sound in an instant, countless eyes were staring at the entrance, and greeted the arrival of this group of people at the top of the pyramid in the world with respect for power.