Xin Yue and Yan Niang looked very nervous, and both grabbed Huahua's hands. I almost grabbed a flower by Flowey's hand......

"Alright, alright, look at my young lady! If you want to fight to the death with your senior sister, you don't have to be nervous, you just have a try! What's there to be nervous about? Hurry up......" Huahua stretched out her hand and pushed Xin Yue and Yan Niang, looking very much like Murong Feixue who pushed them out of the house before.

It was only when the two of them were pushed to the door of Haotian Hall that Huahua seemed to have thought of something, and hurriedly reminded: "I'm not a disciple of the inner courtyard, I can't go in to cheer you on. You can't go in vertically and come out horizontally like last time......"

Hearing what Huahua said, Xin Yue and Yan Niang were anxious, and the two of them reprimanded Huahua one after another.

"Phew, Bah, Bah...... Huahua, you don't want a crow's mouth! ”

"That's it, that's it, good spirits, bad spirits, don't curse us......"

After Xin Yue and the mother finished speaking, they couldn't help but stare at Huahua with resentment for a while. Only then did he swear that he would play well and wait until Sister Feixue came over.

With fluttering clothes, the two of them stepped into the inner door of Haotian Hall in high spirits. Within the towering courtyard walls, the clouds and mist were ethereal. The crowd seems to be gathering in the clouds. It looks like a fairyland. People can't help but get excited.

The gongs and drums of the "knock, knock, knock......" assessment sounded.

The square of the Haotian Palace compound was filled with the sound of earth-shattering gongs and drums. It is not accurate to say that it is a gong and a drum. War drums, to be exact. The bluestone brick square, which is 1,000 square meters, is surrounded by disciples wearing green robes.

"Whew, lala......"

The disciples of Haotian Palace, all in the green robes of Tianfeng Academy, were agitated by the wind.

Anyone who competes on the field must wear red silk or yellow silk of life and death on his head. Showing that he is in the whole square, the two people wearing red silk and yellow silk are the ones who want to compete. There were more than 200 disciples in total, and one side was divided into more than 100 people.

Once the drums of war are sounded, one person from each side must be drawn from each side to fight to the end. When the competition reaches the end, when one side is exhausted, the other side wins!

The competition, which takes place every three days, must be present except for the top three, who can choose not to participate.

The winning team will be able to enjoy all the losses in the Haotian Temple for the next three days. You don't have to clean the courtyard door, and you don't have to do any clutter. On the contrary, the losing team will be called and drunk, and the treatment will be extremely miserable. Therefore, many people are gritting their teeth and fighting desperately, and they are bound to strive for victory in these three days.

As a result, the top few in the inner courtyard often become the target of everyone's wooing......

In the past, it was to win over Murong Yilan, Mo Ziyan, and Xu Qinghan, but today, for some reason, Mo Ziyan and Xu Qinghan both chose not to participate. Only Murong Yilan followed Zhou Hongyong and pulled into the team of Yellow Silk. The strength is immediately superior.

When they arrived at the side, almost all of them ran towards Murong Yilan's team. Jin Haoran is such a dog-legged that he almost can't wait to hug Murong Yilan's thigh. In just three days, he has already succeeded in being the same as Zhou Hongyong, and he has been mixed with Murong Yilan as a junior brother.

Zhang Mingliang, Xin Yue, and Yan Niang naturally did not choose to be on a team with Murong Yilan.