A romantic encounter with a miraculous doctor

[[-] Book Bar-WWW. [-] SHU. COM] Since he was going to participate in the youth competition, Ye Wutian naturally would not miss this registration, he mixed in the crowd and walked towards the ring.

"Senior Sister, look quickly, it's the thief who bullied Junior Sister Miaoyi." The middle-aged nun on the seat called out to the old nun beside her. It's very low-key, but it's still inevitable to be noticed.

Of course, Ye Wutian is not afraid of being discovered by these nuns, anyway, he still has to show his face when he will participate in the competition.

Suddenly, dozens of people gathered around the ring.

Ye Wutian didn't rush to draw lots, but found Miaoyi in the crowd, he sneaked up behind Miaoyi, and then yelled in her ear, which made Miaoyi jump.

"You, why did you come up?" Seeing Ye Wutian, Miaoyi panicked as if seeing a wolf, and Huijing beside her immediately took a step forward, blocking her, pointing Ye Wutian yelled angrily: "You little bastard, you still dare to show your face, see if I don't break your leg."

Huijing has a rather impulsive personality, and before she finished speaking, her hands have already launched an offensive.

I saw her palms spread out like cotton, her movements were continuous, and her palms formed a circle. This is the unique golden-top cotton palm of the Emei School.

This set of palms combines rigidity and softness, fast but not chaotic, slow and continuous, rigid but not stubborn, soft and soft, just like the continuous flow of a surging river.When moving the palm, there is strength inside, but softness outside, and when the palm is released, it is as fast as electricity, which is hard to guard against.

Seeing that Huijing pushed out a palm and slapped it towards her mouth quickly, Ye Wutian touched the ground with her right foot, stepped back, her body was as light as a swallow.With his current cultivation base, if he wanted to dodge, the opponent would not be able to hurt him at all. After all, the cultivation base of the Profound Realm is not yet capable of releasing internal energy and releasing long-range attacks.

Seeing the opponent dodging, Huijing chased after her without hesitation.

The match hadn't even started yet, someone in the audience had already started the fight, and the audience on the stage shouted and cheered.Although no one can see Ye Wutian's cultivation level, judging from the fact that he can easily avoid the opponent's attack, his cultivation should not be lower than the opponent's.

Ye Wutian easily dodged a few palms, Huijing couldn't help but gritted her teeth and cursed: "You are still not a man, what kind of skill is dodging here and there, if you have the guts, just stand and don't run."

"A good man doesn't fight with a woman. As for whether I have the guts, you can try it with me and you will know." Ye Wutian said with a playful smile.

"You bastard full of obscenities, see if I don't tear your mouth open." Huijing turned pale with anger, and immediately yelled coquettishly, and threw herself at Ye Wutian again.

"Hey! Why are you biting me so hard? You have to fight in the ring." Ye Wutian yelled while running. He didn't think it was a nun chasing and beating him under the watchful eyes of the crowd. What a glorious thing.

At this time, Wan Zhixuan, who had just finished drawing lots on the stage, also noticed Ye Wutian who was galloping on the stage, she quickly patted Wan Shijie beside her, and reminded: "Cousin, look quickly, it is That bastard."

Seeing the vicious Hui Jing behind Ye Wutian again, Wan Zhixuan raised the corner of her mouth, and without saying a word to Wan Shijie, she rushed forward, blocked Ye Wutian's way, and said: "Shameless bastard , to see where you are going!"

Seeing Wan Zhixuan who spread her arms to block the front, cold sweat broke out on Ye Wutian's forehead. A nun had already chased him enough, but unexpectedly, another savage girl popped out.

At this critical moment, Ye Wutian had an idea, and rushed forward without changing his posture, while raising his hands in front of his body in a posture of grabbing milk, and at the same time shouted: "Dragon claw hand grabbing milk!"

When Wan Zhixuan heard it, she immediately screamed, and at the same time quickly embraced Mimi before her with both hands.

Ye Wutian walked past Wan Zhixuan in a fluttering manner, with a smug smile on his lips.

It wasn't until Ye Wutian ran past that Wan Zhixuan came to her senses, "You bastard, how dare you play tricks, let's see if I don't tear you into pieces." She said angrily at Ye Wutian. After a day, he chased after him.

The audience on the stage showed a look of amazement. What is the situation? This young man was chased and killed by two women, and one of them was a nun. It is too absurd to say that it is emotional entanglement?

"I think the relationship between these three people is definitely not simple."

"These two women seem to have some mortal enmity with that young man. Could it be that they were raped by him, should they seek revenge from him now?"

"Looking at the posture of the two women, this possibility is very high."

. . . . . .

Everyone in the audience began to speculate, with all sorts of strange ideas.

"Senior sister, look at them, how decent is this?" The middle-aged nun was at a loss.

"Go and bring Huijing back to me." Unfeeling teacher's face was full of anger. Her own disciples chased a man all over the place in front of so many fellow martial artists. Where to put it.

"Yes!" The middle-aged nun agreed, and immediately got up and ran forward to intercept Huijing, and then dragged her back to the head of the sect to confess the crime.

Seeing that there was only Wan Zhixuan left behind, Ye Wutian had nothing to be afraid of, so he simply stopped, took out two silver needles and shook them in his hands, the thief threatened with a smile: "Want to Don’t you want to experience the refreshing feeling last time?”

Seeing the two silver needles in Ye Wutian's hands, and recalling what happened on Tianjie yesterday, Wan Zhixuan's expression changed suddenly, she hurriedly stopped, and put her hands on her chest, covering Mimi tightly. He stood up, and at the same time cursed unforgivingly: "You shameless person, if you have the ability, don't use such dirty tricks."

"I can't help it. I only know this kind of dirty tricks. If you dare to chase me again, believe it or not, I will use even more shameless means to make you have a violent (harmonious) relationship in front of everyone." A radiant self-stroking performance." Ye Wutian fiddled with the two silver needles in his hand, and said with a wicked smile.

At this moment, Wan Shijie ran up quickly, blocked Wan Zhixuan, and said to Ye Wutian with a cold face: "Boy, you'd better pray that you don't meet me in the ring, otherwise, I will Let you walk up and down."

"Really? It's really scary, but I'm afraid that you'll be like last time, talking blatantly, but you ran away with your tail between your legs before the fight started." Ye Wutian said while stealing again. laugh.

"You!" Wan Shijie was speechless with anger, and after taking two breaths, he snorted coldly and said, "If there wasn't an expert behind your back to help you last time, do you think you can still stand here today?"

"An expert? What an expert? I think this is just an excuse for you to cover up that you fled without fighting?" Ye Wutian said contemptuously.

Looking at Ye Wutian's proud face, Wan Zhixuan said anxiously: "Cousin, don't talk nonsense with him, just go up and beat him into a pig's head."

"Cousin, don't be impulsive." Wan Shijie dissuaded him calmly. In fact, why did he not want to step forward to teach Ye Wutian, but in front of so many martial arts fellows, fighting in the audience, wouldn't it make people think that he was desperate? The family has no rules.

"I hope you won't be eliminated too early, otherwise you won't even be qualified to let me teach you a lesson." Wan Shijie severely dropped this sentence, and then pulled Wan Zhixuan towards his seat.

At this time, the middle-aged man on the ring shouted through the microphone: "Is there anyone who wants to sign up? If not, the sign-up is over."

When Ye Wutian heard this, he rushed to the ring in a hurry, and shouted: "Wait, wait! I haven't drawn lots yet!" While speaking, he had already rushed to the man, hastily put his hand into the cardboard box, and pulled it out. A number plate, picked up a look, there is a big Arabic numeral "1" written on it.

"So I should be the first to appear." Ye Wutian looked at the number plate and murmured.

Seeing that no one around was on stage to draw lots, the middle-aged man shouted through the microphone again: "This is the end of the registration. Next, we will count the remaining numbers in the box, and then arrange the contestants to appear on the stage in order of numbers from small to large." After speaking, the middle-aged man walked off the ring holding a big cardboard box.

Since he is the No. [-] player, Ye Wutian didn't bother to step off the stage, and sat down cross-legged on the ring, looking forward to his opponent's appearance.

After making some statistics, the staff in the audience shouted loudly through the microphone: "The next youth competition will officially start, please enter the No. 1 and No. 3 contestants." Obviously, the No. 2 brand was not taken away, so they directly Jumped to number three.

Ye Wutian glanced at the audience, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he was even more pleasantly surprised: "It can't be such a coincidence, can it?" Because he saw Miaoyi standing up from the group of nuns, walking towards the ring, It is conceivable that she should be the number three contestant.

Miaoyi tremblingly walked up to the ring, seeing Ye Wutian sitting still, and seeing that there was no one else on the stage around, she asked anxiously: "Hey, you, you must be the No. 1 contestant, right?"

Ye Wutian proudly held up the token to show Miaoyi, and said with a smirk: "Sister Miaoyi, we are really destined for each other."

Seeing the conspicuous "1" on the number plate in the other party's hand, Miao Yi suddenly showed a look of panic on her face.

At this time, the voice of the staff rang again: "The rules of the competition are the same as usual. As long as one party surrenders, steps down or falls down, it will be considered the end of the game. Now, please get ready for the two contestants on the stage, The game starts when the bell rings."

Ye Wutian stood up, dusted off the dust on his buttocks, looked at Miaoyi and said with a smile: "Sister Miaoyi, I see you are so scared, or you will surrender as soon as the bell rings."

"I, I won't surrender." Miaoyi gritted her teeth and said, the master gave herself this precious opportunity. If she ran away without fighting, it would not only waste the master's intentions, but also give Emei Pie to shame.

Seeing Miaoyi's resolute expression, Ye Wutian had a weird smile on his face, "Then brother, I will play with you for a while."

As soon as the words fell, a crisp sound of "ding" echoed in the valley, and the first match of the youth competition officially started.