Perhaps it was because Yi Yu's sad past was too contagious, or maybe it was because Yi Yu's thoughts were too devoted. Yi Yu told the "heart" that it started when the sky was getting dark, until it was dark, and finally it ended until it turned bright.

After hearing Yiyu's sad past, Mouli was kind and caring for Yiyu, and the distance between the two seemed to have suddenly narrowed a lot. If it weren't for the last time that the conversation and laughter of the exiles came in the corridor outside the room, I'm afraid the process would have continued.

The eyes were full of energy and did not look tired at all, but their tone was full of apology and said, "Yu, I'm sorry. You have to participate in the new training camp organized by the organization. It's because I didn't fall asleep all night. Otherwise, I would say to Brother You to avoid your training camp today. You should be very tired!"

Yi Yu smiled and shook his hand and said, "That's not good. I just joined the organization and it depends entirely on Brother You's care. If I'm so unhappy with the organization's activities, wouldn't it be a big deal for Brother You to be verbalized? I'm not tired, don't worry, I can stand the training."

At this moment, Mouli suddenly noticed that Yi Yu's body seemed to be absorbing and gathering the energy around him. She looked puzzled and frowned slightly, and asked in surprise, "Super-level spiritual consciousness?" Yi Yu smiled and said, "Yes, it is the result of Master Bai Yun since childhood, so I won't feel tired even if I don't sleep."

Mouli said incredibly, "It's so unbelievable. According to you, it's only been in this world for more than ten years. You can actually reach this level of spiritual cultivation. How can Senior Baiyun have the ability? I'm afraid it's much more powerful than the rumors! You are really a genius. You used to hear people talking about geniuses, and I think those people are nothing compared to you."

Yi Yu was embarrassed and chuckled softly, "Don't say that to me, I always feel embarrassed. The main reason is that Master Baiyun is good at teaching, and the word genius is really not worthy of."

Mouli said anxiously, "No, it's true. I also have a master, but I also turned to the throne of the God of Death. My master is also very famous, called Holy Night Meixue, and the nickname among the exiles is the Holy Sword. She praised me for being an excellent person at the beginning, but if I want to reach the stage of super-level spiritual consciousness, no matter how hard I try, it will not be less than three or fifty years, which is the most obvious stage."

As Yu Xin said in a secret way, he had known that he should have extended the length of time he followed Baiyun to study when he made up stories. But how could he know that this super-level spiritual consciousness would be so difficult? Baiyun once said lightly that he had reached it in the 18th year of entering here."

While the two were talking, someone knocked on the door. The voice of Lijing and You Angry came out of the door and said, "Yu, you are going to participate in the training camp today. Did Muli tell you yesterday?" Yiyu got up and was about to open the door. Muli stretched out her hand and grabbed Yiyu's arm with a blushing face, and said softly, "I'll go..."

Yi Yu smiled and nodded and sat down. Mouli took a deep breath, walked towards the door and pulled it open. His tone pretended to be calm and said, "Brother You, are you here to call Yu? I..." Before Moli could finish his words, You An had already looked tongue-tight, and Li Jing grabbed You An's hand and shouted, "It seems we are disturbing you. Mouli, remember not to remind Yu to go to the training ground on time. We are leaving, 88..."

"No..." Mouli blushed and wanted to defend herself. Regent, who had already run away, turned around and said loudly, "Don't worry, Mouli! We are good sisters. I won't tell others that you have been in the Lu room all night..." The exiles who were walking in the aisle stopped and looked around when they heard the sound. Mouli hurriedly closed the door heavily, and her face turned completely red.

Yiyu said apologetically, "It has brought bad effects to you, I'll explain it to them!" Moli grabbed Yiyu, who seemed to want to rush out to chase You Fen and Lijing, and said softly, "This kind of thing becomes darker and darker. We are not afraid of being skewed... The training time is coming soon, I'll take you there, you don't know the way."

Yiyu's movements naturally brought back Miaoli and grabbed her hand, and said seriously, "Yes! We are not afraid of being silly, so why are we afraid of gossip!" Yiyu said, opening the door, with a calm expression and a smile on his face, which made Miaoli, who had originally cared about the eyes of the exiles, relaxed and natural.

The training ground for the newly-exiled exiles in Zhongyi organization is not too far from Yiyu's residence. It is located in the basin surrounded by four or three in the center of the organization's residence. It covers a large area. When Yiyu and Mouli arrive, the black new exiles who are almost as long as Yiyu joins have already arrived.

Yiyu was surprised to find that the exiles in the training ground seemed to be divided into five batches, and one of them was listening to You Fen saying something. Mouli explained in a brisk tone, "It's a special day recently, and you happened to catch up with the training competition of the newcomers in the organization. Brother You believed in your ability very much, so he decided to let him participate in the competition in the form of the main force as a person with outstanding strength among the newcomers. You should work hard, don't let us down!"

Yiyu smiled and nodded, "I must do my best! For you and Brother You and the others, you must not let your face down!" Yiyu said that, and he had already pulled the latter to strode towards Li Jing and his party who were recruiting from afar. Seeing that everyone was watching him and Yiyu, Moli subconsciously tried to pull back the hand being held, but Yiyu held it very steadily and could not struggle. However, his attention seemed to be all on Youren and his party. Mouli made a small attempt, swept Yiyu's eyes lightly, and finally gave up the plan to pull back.

When the two were approaching, most of the exiles had stood in a neat line, and only a few six people stood beside You've been watching You've looked at the two with a very warm mei's eyes, and You've said happily, "Yu, good! Mouli should be matched with you, a man with potential and blood, and a strong sense of justice!

Today I try to perform as much as possible. These are the best players in the newcomer training camp. Today is the third day of the elite team competition. Although the rewards are not expensive, it is mainly a matter of face. I am so sad, earn some face for me!"

"Don't underestimate Yu, you six, and use him as the main force of the attack. His combat power is very strong!" After saying that, You Fen turned to the six people and told them, and the six people responded in unison.

Yiyu nodded with a smile, let go of the hand holding Mouli, took the heavy wooden sword handed by Lijing, and smiled at the six people. After briefly introducing and communicating with each other, a group of seven people held heavy wooden weapons in their hands, gathered in the court and waited for the battlefield.

After Yiyu and his seven members left, Youren walked towards the front of the training ground. Judging from the five sitting positions in the stands, including Youren, they should be the five giants of the Zhongyi Organization. One of them was a female exile. Shortly after Youren sat down, the female exile waved to her far away. The latter approached happily and sat next to the female exile, and then whispered something.

Yiyu retracted his attention and looked at the competition team standing in front of the other four groups of members. He felt relieved that the internal energy of these people was not much higher than Yiyu.

Not long after, as the conversation between You Fen and someone beside him ended, the first competition between Yi Yu and six teammates officially began. A large number of exiles around him cheered loudly, and Yu Li on the front desk stared at Yi Yu very focusedly.

Yi Yu's team has seven players, and the competition is based on the elimination of multiple teams from each side. After several rounds of elimination in the past few days, the remaining number of players who were judged to be able to continue fighting was eight, while Yi Yu's team has only seven.

"Yu, the one wearing a silver robe, has a very long hair, so be very careful." Yiyu's teammates reminded him in a friendly manner. Yiyu nodded in thanking him, but he didn't agree with it very much. After all, these newcomers lack practical training. After all, if there is no big difference in internal strength, Yiyu will not take it seriously even if it is twice as high.

As soon as the signal of the battle began, the eight people rushed forward in units of two, and rushed forward in a very fast shape. Yi Yu slowly stepped forward with the sword. The teammates beside him rushed forward in formations that corresponded to each other in units of three, and were instantly abandoned for a short distance.

When the two sides officially handed over, Yi Yu's body suddenly accelerated forward and rushed forward quickly. He saw that the person with the most clumsy skills were bent over and avoided the enemy's horizontal attack. His left foot quickly inserted into the gap between the enemy's legs and accurately stepped on the toes of the left foot of his companion on his side. The exile was in pain and his body movements suddenly blew.

Yi Yu held the sword and rushed forward quickly, hitting the enemy who had just lost his sword in front of him with his right shoulder. Under the impulse, the exile fell backward, and the companion behind him who was suffering from being stepped on his toes almost lost balance. Yi Yu's body rotated in the impact, jumped up, and his right foot quickly kicked the unbalanced exile in front of him. At the same time, he used the force to fly quickly to one side, ignoring the two exiled people who were attacking by his teammates.

The other two exiles on the side saw the opportunity. Yi Yu flew sideways and rushed out halfway. The two had already retreated quickly. One of the male exiles with long black hair in silver robe suddenly held a sword behind the two exiles and pounced on Yi Yu Fei.

Yi Yu Lingkong's body quickly rotated sideways, turned into legs forward, easily avoiding the exile's sting attack, and gathered his skills on his legs, interlaced with the right arm of the exile holding the sword, and used the force to sweep the exile to one side, while slashing the heavy wooden sword in his hand to the top of his head, slashing hard on the shoulder of a dodged exile.

The exiled person in the sword was in pain and half-kneeled on the ground, standing unsteadily. Yi Yu Lingkong's body was spinning again, and his right foot hit the side of the half-kneeling exiled person. At the same time, he used the force to not retreat but advance instead. He turned his back and made another heavy slash. The serious practical gap made the exiled person who thought it was the best opportunity to attack failed to pass the seal or dodge, but was beaten by Yi Yu's sword and threw blood and about three meters away.

Yiyu's teammates were desperately entangled with the four people who still had combat power. Yiyu stepped on the back of the exiled person who had been hit by the sword on his shoulder with one foot. His body accelerated and flew sideways again. He instantly flew from a side angle to approach the silver-robed exiled person who was rushing toward him again. With the momentum and the right foot that was gathering internal force, he was facing the exiled chin. The silver-robed exiled person was kicked by Yiyu and vomited blood and threw away.

Yiyu's body kept turning again with the force. While his body accelerated to land, he turned his right foot and accelerated to fly out. The four exiled people who had been besieged by Yiyu's teammates were closest to Yiyu. Yiyu, who was rushing toward him, lost balance by being blocked by his left leg, leaned forward. Yiyu grabbed the chest of the exiled person with his left hand, and his right hand was about to smash the exiled person's vest with the hilt of the sword.

The signal of the end suddenly sounded, and Yiyu's attack was caught in his left hand and exiled to the back. The exiled cried out in a stern voice, as if he could feel the tragic consequences of being hit by Yiyu with the hilt of his sword.

I screamed in a slight manner. Yi Yu immediately let go of his left hand. The female exiled shouted loudly, and at the same time, she hugged her chest tightly, and flew back quickly. Yi Yu said sincerely, "I'm sorry, the battle is too tense, everyone's strength is too strong. I really didn't notice that you are actually a woman." Yi Yu said this, but she thought to herself, how could she think of such a small breast, who turned out to be a woman? It turns out that there is a woman with such a small breast...
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