Chapter 27 Suitable for Warming the Bed

  Winning easily, Long Tianyu didn't have any lingering attachment to this and ignored the surprised gaze, directly going to platform three to see how Murong Qingyue was doing. For beautiful women, Long Tianyu always showed extra concern.

  Murong Qingyue's luck was not good, his first opponent was a fifth-tier wind system mage. Not to mention that he was three tiers higher than Murong Qingyue, but also extremely annoying, surrounding Murong Qingyue and teasing him with low-level moves. The people of the Tianlong Empire below were so angry that they wanted to go up and kill that kid, tearing him into pieces.

  Murong Qingyue's swordsmanship was not bad, but her speed was much slower, making it hard to hit the mark, every time it seemed like she was just a little off. That wind magic kid used low-level wind blades to specifically target Murong Qingyue's clothes, looking at her chest with a very lewd gaze.

  "Damn it! Take down that kid! Go, Miss Qingyue!"

  "Come on!"

  Murong Qingyue is a renowned beauty with a large following, but the actions of that Wind Magic boy are about to spark public outrage.

  "Shelrend! Don't block me! I'm going up there to take down that little brat."

  "Hua Yan Hong's tone was different, he believed Mu Rong Qing Yue, if you go up, both you and Mu Rong Qing Yue will be disqualified!"

  Xue Lengde wore a white suit, exerting himself to block the impulsive Hu Yanhong, that wind system magician was obviously from the Blood Feather Empire, deliberately provoking.

  Long Tianyu stood not far away, wearing a conical hat. The surrounding contestants saw his outfit and all retreated to a distance. It seems that Brother Xi's getup is indeed good, at least no one will fight with you for position.

  "Come on! Beautiful woman, chop me! Oh, your chest development is not bad! Let's see if your clothes are torn first or you hit me first!" Hearing this, even the magic judge's face turned red, and the noble magician's face was completely lost by this little guy.

  The magicians under the stage were even more furious, and the hot-tempered fire magic users' feet began to heat up the ground. They really wanted to use their magic to blow this shameless thing into mud.

  Murong Qingyue panted, her cheeks flushed, and her chest rose and fell slightly. Her consumption was not small, and if she continued like this, it wouldn't be a good solution.

  "Sister!"

  Long Tianyu walked up to the edge of the stage and called out softly. Murong Qingyue heard a familiar voice, turned her head, and saw that it was her own brother Qiufeng, dressed in tattered clothes.

  "Autumn Wind's brother has come to give me a boost, it seems he has already won! I also cannot lose! But, I basically can't hit him!" Murong Qingyue muttered to herself, with her current state of mind, plus the gap in their abilities, it was impossible for her to win.

  "Sister! Listen with your ears, feel with your heart. Don't be bewildered by his appearance, a sword in hand is a threat from all sides, cutting flesh and severing the soul..."

  "I won't lose face in front of my little brother!" Mu Rong Qing Yue calmed down and thought about Long Tian Yu's words.

  The magic judge beside him smiled at what Long Tianyu said, although he wanted the little kid on stage to be cut down, but the gap in strength was right in front of him, what could a few words change?

  But the Sword King's heart was stirred up with shock and astonishment! The Sword King's strength was originally considered to be at the starting point of exploring the mysteries of swordsmanship, but Dragon Tianyu's words made him suddenly feel that if he pondered a bit more, he could break through his current limitations.

  Xue Lengde also carefully considered Long Tianyu's words, and suddenly his eyes lit up. He flew to Long Tianyu's side with Jian Wang Caipan, respectfully saluting him with a swordsman's courtesy.

  "I don't know your surname and full name, friend? I am Feng Tianyi from the Wind Reed Sect, at your service."

  Just then, the people who were laughing and joking around, one by one widened their eyes in shock, not daring to believe that the famous Wind Reed Sword King of Feng Tian Sect would show such respect at his words.

  "Feng Wei, the Sword King, has been polite. Little brother Qiu Feng is here to watch his sister's match. Sword King, you're a judge, can't leave your post!" Long Tianyu smiled and said, and immediately Feng Wei remembered his duty, threw out a sentence "Please advise later" and flew back to his position.

  The people around looked at this tattered man in amazement, who could actually command the Wind Reed Sword King to come and go.

  Xue Rend didn't directly go up to ask Long Tianyu, but instead looked at him from the side. He wanted to know who this person was and why he called Murong Qingyue "sister". Even if he went up to ask himself, he might not get an answer. Autumn Wind, in his guess, was probably a fake name.

  On the round platform, nothing seemed to have changed, and Murong Qingyue was still being led by the nose. But outsiders watch the excitement, insiders watch the doorway! Murong Qingyue's swordsmanship suddenly made progress, each sword getting closer and closer to the magician.

  "It's here! Cold light like snow!"

  Murong Qingyue let out a soft cry, unleashing a lower-level Xuanji battle technique. Her slender sword shone like moonlight on snow as she swung it sideways in a gentle slash!

  "Ah!"

  "It's a direct hit! How awesome!"

  "Even a third-rate water swordmaster can cut through it, let alone a fifth-rate wind magic user!"

  "It's too unbelievable!"

  Many spectators couldn't believe their eyes, and only Judge Sword King knew what it meant.

  Murong Qingyue took advantage of the victory to pursue and attack, one sword cutting down, the wind magic user had nowhere to dodge, his magic hat was cut into a straw hat, flew into two pieces, and his robe also became a piece of cloth!

  Murong Xueyi looked at Long Tianyu from afar. She knew that Murong Qingyue had recently acknowledged a younger brother, who was quite capable and also a swordsman.

  But who would have thought that this autumn wind was so fierce, with one glance he grasped the situation and with one sentence changed the situation. Not to mention Murong Qingyue's wit is not small, being able to say something that even the Sword King couldn't tolerate, it can be proven that this person is extraordinary.

  "Get out of here!"

  Murong Qingyue's angry leg kicked the magician in the stomach, sending him rolling far away off the stage.

  "Good!"

  Many spectators applauded and cheered! What a thrilling show! This magician's character is too poor!

  "Number Fifteen, Mu Rong Qing Yue wins!"

  Looking at the wind system magician who had fallen to the ground, three figures flew in from the sky!

  "Look! Elder Xie Rulong!"

  To the amazement of some onlookers, everyone stared at the three people flying over, led by an old man wearing a white magic robe, with white beard that reached below his waist.

  "Who is that?" Long Tianyu asked the young man beside him from under the stage.

  "My god! You can't be serious, you don't even recognize the renowned Elder Xie Rulong!" The young man stared at him in astonishment, as if he had just seen a top-class beauty.

  "Thanks like dragon? Leak like dragon? I really don't know, all I know is diarrhea stops!"

  "Oh, Xie Litian is Xie Rulong's father! Elder Xie Rulong is the third seat of the mainland's Magician Association! He's now an 8th rank wind system great magician!"

  "An eighth-tier great demon commander! How formidable!" Such a master was indeed rarely seen, and it was hard for him to gauge his actual strength.

  Xie Rulong walked towards the Wind System Mage, and everyone around him made way. The majestic aura suddenly surged into the air, it was Xie Rulong's anger.

  An aged and majestic voice resounded throughout the entire campus: "You! Have disgraced the sacred name of a magician! From now on, you are expelled from the Magician's Guild and will never be allowed to join again. Anyone who has any relation with you will receive the same treatment! Furthermore, all your possessions will be confiscated, including your magic!"

  Xie Rulang's withered arm waved, like the Heavenly Star Absorbing Technique!

  "Ah!" The Wind Magic User let out a pained yell.

  "Boom!" Xie Yulong burst the green magic ball that had absorbed, and a strong wind blew up. Xie Yulong waved his hand again, and everything returned to calmness, as if nothing had happened, leaving only everyone's surprised eyes.

  At this time, the wind system magician had become a waste that was not even comparable to an ordinary person.

  ……

  "Come on, Qingyue sister!"

  Come down from the stage, Murong Xueyi gently put a cloak on her sister Murong Qingyue to prevent some exposure.

  Two beauties meet, triggering a flood of Yellow River water, and also a mouthful of flavor.

  "Where's my brother Autumn Wind?" Murong Qingyue looked around for Long Tianyu's figure.

  "Just as you were about to kick that despicable person off the stage, I lost sight of him." Murong Xueyi and Murong Qingyue seemed to have switched roles, with Murong Xueyi acting like an older sister, helping her get dressed, dusting off her clothes, and smoothing out her hair.

  "Really? Today I must thank him sincerely."

  "By the way, Murong Qingyue, are you certain he only has the strength of a Sword Master?" Xuelin De asked curiously.

  Murong Qingyue shook her head, she just saw that the autumn wind on the trial stone showed the strength of a sword master.

  Murong Xueyi supported her chin and thought: "I think he's not that simple..."

  …………

  Long Tianyu did not return to the inn at this moment. A figure flashed and ran to the front of No. 1 platform, where there were more than five times as many people as other viewing platforms.

  Long Tianyu was originally a person who loved to join in the fun.

  "But strangely, why didn't Brother Xi's suit work here?" Long Tianyu squeezed in with all his might, and only then did he suddenly realize.

  "It turned out to be the beautiful woman Feng Xiyao competing in the match. It's strange that these people are unwilling to give way."

  On stage, Feng Xinyao's opponent is a 9th-level sword master! His strength is extraordinary, and the emblem on his shoulder is that of the Moon and Stars Empire.

  Feng Xinyao is an 8th-tier wind-element swordswoman who relies on her speed advantage to nimbly engage in close combat with her opponents.

  Don't look at Feng Xinyao's gentle and elegant appearance, her sword dance is not only beautiful but also powerful. Each move is precise and calculated, without any wasted effort.

  "The Wind Rises!"

  With a low growl, Feng Xueyao unleashed a mid-tier Mystic-level battle technique, and her sword transformed into three blades that slashed towards the opponent.

  "Miss Wind arrives! Stellar Clouds change suddenly!"

  The swordsman responded calmly, also using a mid-tier Xuan-level battle technique. The giant sword suddenly became like fog and clouds, making people's vision blurry, meeting Feng Xiuyao's long sword.

  "It seems that the beauty's killing power can lower the opponent by five levels!" Long Tianyu smiled slightly, because he saw Feng Xinyao's move, while the male swordsman on stage didn't notice at all.

  "Waiting for this move! Wind turns heaven and clouds!"

  Also a mid-tier Xuan-level move, but the power of this move is not small! The three phantom swords in Feng Xueyao's hand rotated at high speed as soon as they came into contact, and with a flick of her wrist, she threw the swords out.

  It's taboo for a swordsman to abandon his sword, but it's different now!

  Feng Xinyao leapt back two zhang, dodging the giant sword. At that moment, he heard a muffled shout from the Sword Master.

  A long sword was thrust into his body from above his shoulder, and with it, his entire body flew off the stage.

  Long Tianyu furrowed his brow, carefully looking at Feng Xinyao. At this moment, he was not using those lustful eyes to stare at a certain part of her body, but rather, he was scrutinizing Feng Xinyao, because with the power and technique she had just displayed in throwing the sword, it proved that she was not just an eighth-rank swordmaster!

  "Miss Feng is so formidable, I admire her." The Ninth-Order Sword Master stood up, pulled out his long sword and returned it to Feng Xinyao, then left the scene under the escort of friends.

  For a glance that was as rude as it was admiring, Feng Xiyao seemed to look without seeing, but she did see Long Tianyu, the guy who even Yun Tianfeng found intriguing, had come to watch her match. Although she felt just as repulsed by Yun Tianfeng, his discerning eye for people would not be wrong.

  "Hmm!" With a soft hum, Long Tianyu slowly walked away under the protection of his guards.

  "Cheers! This girl has some charm, I like her. Just looking at her makes me feel warm. She's more suitable for warming the bed than Murong Xue'er."