Chapter Thirty-Three: Eagle Clan, Eagle Soars Through the Sky

  He slept until dawn and was woken up by the hotel attendant's persistent knocking on the door.

  "What the...! Who's disturbing old man's sweet dream? Can't you see that I was just having a great time with Murong Qingyue and Xue Fei, two big-breasted beauties?"

  "Autumn Wind Hero, your match is about to start!"

  Upon hearing Xiao Er's voice, Long Tianyu also couldn't be bothered to hide it anymore. He jumped up from the bed, called out to Xiao Er, grabbed the pastries on the plate and disappeared in an instant from Mu Le's Xiao Er's line of sight.

  "Autumn wind is quite formidable, if I had his skills, I wouldn't have to..."

  "What's going on here?" A stern voice appeared behind Xiao Er.

  "Boss!" The little servant was startled by the tall figure.

  "Hurry up and sweep! There's still a lot to be done after sweeping!" The boss was furious, the store was getting more and more depressing, those big shots he couldn't afford to offend, so he could only vent his anger on the young apprentice.

  "Yes! Boss."

  "Hurry up!" The boss kicked the little servant's buttocks with a flying kick.

  …………

  "Hey! Autumn Wind Brother!"

  At the entrance of the Grand Arena, Long Tianyu ran into people from the Tianlong Empire. Murong Xueqing, with a bright and cheerful smile, greeted him warmly. Murong Qingyue wore a sky-blue cloth armor, which was beautifully designed for women, similar to a cotton sweater that hugged her body tightly, showcasing her perfect curves. The slight movement of her chest stirred up the evil fire in men's hearts.

  "Good morning, Murong Qingyue!" Long Tianyu greeted enthusiastically. Although he was wearing a bamboo hat and his face couldn't be seen, Murong Xueyi still felt that the autumn wind's gaze was lecherous and fixed on her chest. She turned around, thinking of ways to get back her jade.

  "Hey, that's weird! How did she know I was looking at her?" Murong Xueyi's actions really made him puzzled, and he had to say that Jiulong Tianyu's observation was correct - Murong Xueyi was absolutely a huge... The curves on her chest also proved his thoughts. "But why is she not moving? Is it because she's so proud of herself?"

  They entered together. Hu Yanhong didn't make a sound, but Xue Lundei and Long Tianyu exchanged polite greetings and introduced themselves in a very gentlemanly manner.

  Today is 1500.

  Long Tianyu's match is still five rounds away, while Murong Qingyue's is the first one.

  "Fourth watchtower, Murong Qingyue to Yun Kui!"

  Murong Qingyue jumped onto the stage, and some young people's passionate cheers seemed to have been ignited. Murong Qingyue was one of the top five beauties in this competition, and also a well-known name on the mainland. Many male fans screamed for a long time on the side.

  Murong Qingyue turned around and smiled at the popular Sweetie by the stage, "Sip!" In an instant, many young hearts beat too fast, excitedly falling to the ground!

  "Miss Murong Qingyue won't make it this time! Her opponent is a 7th rank swordmaster from the Yun Sect!" Xuelun De said calmly.

  As expected, in Long Tianyu's line of sight, a young man wearing a black robe walked onto the stage, his expression icy cold, and he gave Mu Rong Xueyi a salute before assuming a fighting stance.

  A 7th-level Water-attribute Swordsman against a 2nd-level Water-attribute Swordsman! The difference in strength is obvious, and looking at Yun Kui's appearance, he ignores Murong Qingyue's beauty, with a cold expression, as if he was impotent or had just come out of the palace. All these signs indicate that he is a cultivation madman.

  "Murong Qingyue, sister! If you can't take it, just admit defeat, whatever you do, don't get hurt!"

  Long Tianyu reminded him from the side of the stage, but seeing Murong Xueyi's determined expression made him even more worried.

  She quietly appeared beside Murong Xueyi, "Xueyi little girl, I feel that Qingyue is doing something stupid! Do you understand the character of Yunzong people?"

  Murong Xueyi was also thinking about it, she knew that her sister's temper could be stubborn at times and didn't want to lose face in front of friends. "I don't know much either, but Yunzong is one of the major sects on the mainland, so there shouldn't be any serious injuries!"

  Xue Rende also nodded in agreement, thinking the same way.

  A dark figure, "Water Shadow Sword!"

  Yun Kui came and used his battle technique, a huge wave of water splashed out, and a giant sword was hidden within.

  Murong Xueyi continuously retreated backwards, opening up a distance, and then with her back foot steady, she struck upwards with one sword.

  "Right!"

  Shui Ying disappeared, and Murong Xueyi retreated five steps before stopping.

  "No good! Qing Yue's sister can't even block this move!"

  A faint mysterious character appeared on the Cloud Qi sword tip, "Water Moon Cold Heaven!"

  A massive wave of water shoots up into the sky, Yun Kui never knew that Lian Xiang Xi Yu could be so powerful!

  Yun Kui faced Mu Rong Xue Yi, a beautiful woman, without showing any mercy. His actions made everyone think of one word: ruthless!

  "Sister, be careful!" Yun Kui's move was incredibly powerful. Not to mention a second-stage sword master, even a fifth-stage wouldn't dare to resist head-on!

  Long Tianyu stepped forward and flew up one step, wanting to go up and save people!

  At the moment of jumping up, a black shadow stepped on Long Tianyu's shoulder and forcibly pressed him down, then borrowed strength to jump onto the stage.

  "Right!"

  A crisp sound, Yun Kui's sword flew out of the stage!

  Only before Mu Rong Xue's eyes stood a young man holding a giant sword.

  His face is as carved as a sculpture, with clear and angular features that are exceptionally handsome. He looks like he's not paying attention on the surface, but the sharp light in his eyes makes people dare not underestimate him. His head of thick black hair, under a pair of sword-like eyebrows, his angry eyes stare straight at Yun Kui.

  "Who are you!"

  Three referees rushed over, although they didn't want Murong Xue to get hurt either, but out of duty, someone suddenly disrupted the game and had to be severely punished!

  "Miss Murong Qingyue, are you hurt?!" The young man's ferocious gaze changed in an instant, filled with concern and tenderness.

  "No, nothing." Murong Qingyue's pretty face turned red, unsure of what to say, and hastily looked at her brother Autumn Wind, as if seeking help.

  "This person must be Murong Xueyi's sister's admirer, really not simple! Ninth-level peak wind system sword master!"

  Murong Xueyi still said coldly: "He's quite handsome, much better than a certain someone!" Murong Xueyi's words were laced with meaning, clearly referring to Long Tianyu. In Murong Xueyi's opinion, her sister Qingyue had a subtle affection for Qiufeng.

  The young man turned to the judge and made a hand gesture: "I am Eagle Nine of the Long Sky!"

  The King of Swords nodded to him, and the Magic Judge announced loudly to the whole field: "Number 9, Tai Ying Longkong, Number 4, Murong Qingyue, cancel the qualification for disturbing the game!"

  Under the stage, a group of young men were silent. Among them, those who admired Murong Qingyun were not in the minority, but there were probably only a few who had the courage to come up.

  "Sorry! I've dragged you into this!"

  Murong Qingyue's face was filled with a sense of satisfaction, but in front of her sister and brother Autumn Wind after losing the match, she still had a hint of unwillingness, a faintly strong feeling that was sprouting in her heart.

  "Miss Murong Qingyue is being polite. For Miss Murong Qingyue, even if it means going up a mountain of knives or down into a sea of fire, I will not refuse!"

  The eagle spoke in a clear and powerful voice, without any hesitation.

  "Alright, alright! You two come down now, stop being so affectionate up there, others still need to compete!"

  Long Tianyu jumped up, pushing the two down from the stage. Although he looked like he was smiling, his heart was filled with anger. "You dare to interfere with the chick I want to hook up with? Considering you've also been expelled, I'll let you off this time!"

  "Could it be that Big Brother Eagle is from the Thunder Fortress on the border, Flying Eagle Mountain, a member of the Eagle Clan?"

  "Old Eagle is actually our father!"

  The words of Eagle Longkong made the people of Tianlong Empire pale, Eagle Mochou, is the master of the Eagle Sect, known to every woman and child in the Tianlong Empire, the fifth-grade Sword Emperor Eagle Mochou!

  Long Tianyu smiled slyly: "Does Eagle big brother have a crush on my sister?"

  "Eagle Long Sky replied with great courtesy: 'I had heard of Miss Murong Qingyue's beauty and intelligence, and naturally felt a thread of affection in my heart. When I saw her on the racing field a few days ago, she was exactly my ideal type, and I fell deeply in love at first sight, unable to extricate myself.' By the end, his face couldn't help but flush red."

  But in Long Tianyu's view, this eagle is like his younger brother, very good at showing off.

  Long Tianyu rubbed his fingers together and said evilly: "Eagle big brother! Murong Qingyue is my sister, if you two get together in the future, then I'll be your little brother-in-law! Shouldn't we give some meeting gift for our first meeting?"

  Long Tianyu said, Ying Changkong was stunned for a moment, and regretted in his heart: "Miss Murong Qingyue has many friends around her. I forgot such an important gift. I'm going to die!"

  Just as Ying Changkong regretted it, Murong Qingyue said to Long Tianyu: "Dead Autumn Wind brother! You're getting more and more out of line!"

  "Haha......"

  Everyone around couldn't help but burst out laughing when they saw Murong Qingyue's expression, thinking that Miss Qingyue had been moved to emotion and was even defending Ying Changkong.

  Murong Qing's face turned red as she faced the eagle in the vast sky, stretching out her hand and saying: "No gift for meeting you!"

  Yue Changkong was also stunned by Murong Qingyue's question.

  "Haha, sister is even worse than me!"

  Murong Qingyue had one foot on Long Tianyu's butt, and she shouted: "How dare you speak ill of my sister! Get to the eighth arena for your match, now!"

  Long Tianyu was extremely cooperative, following this kick, his leg bounced up, accompanied by the sound "ah!", flying five zhang high, falling to the eighth stage, feeling like he had been kicked over by Murong Qingyue...