The Dragon Warrior Pair
DWP 60: Eight Names of Round Eight Participants

“Brother Jing Yang. Are you okay?” Qiao Xi asked again because he had felt a faint aura that felt so gripping from Jing Yang's body.

Jing Yang smiled and touched Qiao Xi's hair, “I'm fine. Sorry for making Sister Qiao Xi worried.” Just this time Jing Yang felt like killing someone because there was someone insulting Ye Xiaoya.

He has a patient nature. It was just that if there were people who insulted people he had known well, especially Ye Xiaoya. His anger and emotions ran high.

“You two are too close. Brother Jing Yang do not give false hope to Qiao Xi.” Mei Hua suddenly reprimanded Jing Yang. Indeed, the young man sitting next to him had a non-arrogant and patient nature.

Mei Hua herself felt that Chun Lan had said something that made Jing Yang angry. It was just that Jing Yang could hide his anger in front of himself and Qiao Xi quite well.

“Hope? Mean Sister Mei Hua?” Jing Yang asked to be sure.

Qiao Xi blushed his face and looked at Jing Yang's closed left eye. His heart beat faster as he wanted to hear Jing Yang's feelings firsthand.

“Brother Jing Yang. Can I ask you one thing?” Mei Hua tilted her head and glanced at Jing Yang.

“Cotably can.” Jing Yang replied and turned his head to look at Mei Hua's face.

Jing Yang and Mei Hua looked at each other before a faint smile adorned Mei Hua's face.

“Currently is there a figure of someone who fills Brother Jing Yang's heart?” Fifteen-year-old Mei Hua had gotten to know about love when she read a book in the Peach Flower Library.

Ever since Mei Hua made her way home to the Peach Flower Palace with Ye Xiaoya and Jing Yang. There were things she wanted to know, so Mei Hua read a book about feelings like affection and love.

Jing Yang closed his eyes and looked at the Black Spirit. For Qiao Xi and Mei Hua, right now Jing Yang was staring at the sky above.

“Currently he has filled my heart. Right now he and I are separated by distance. Now I'm in search to find him.” Jing Yang smiled meaningfully when he saw the beautiful smile of the Black Spirit.

Qiao Xi and Mei Hua were shocked to hear Jing Yang's reply. The foreign feeling that the two of them had just felt began to crawl all over the bodies of the two, slowly the feeling stiffened their chests.

Mei Hua smiled and turned softly in her heart, ‘Ah, so this is her broken heart..’ Then Mei Hua looked at that smiling Jing Yang face.

Qiao Xi held onto his chest involuntarily. The girl was confused by the foreign feeling she had just felt.

‘Luka in..’ Qiao Xi thought that he had internal injuries. But he didn't know it because Qiao Xi had just fallen in love for the first time.

Jing Yang gazed towards the ground stage and observed the participants from the Nine Dragons Palace and the Wind Hills Sect.

Mei Hua and Qiao Xi tried to remain calm. Mei Hua quickly calmed herself down, whereas Qiao Xi looked at Jing Yang with a teary look.

At the same time. Right now Ye Long was explaining the rules of the match to Duan Zhaoyang of the Nine Dragons Palace and Feng Xian of the Wind Hills Sect.

After Ye Long finished explaining the rules of the match. He immediately told the two participants to keep their distance, “Take distance and wait for the match from me!”

Ye Long looked at Duan Zhaoyang and Feng Xian who were staring intently at each other. After that Ye Long took a breath and started the match cue.

“Start!”

Feng Xian looked even more aggressive and directly drew his sword attacking Duan Zhaoyang. His movements were also swift with gusts of wind in each slash of his sword.

Meanwhile Duan Zhaoyang chose to persist and observe Feng Xian's footsteps. The two continued to exchange attacks until Duan Zhaoyang finally realized Feng Xian's footsteps.

“You use wind step instead?” Duan Zhaoyang asked on the sidelines of the fight, as he continued to play his sword holding back Feng Xian's sword slash.

“As you said just now. I used wind steps and body lightening science simultaneously to speed up my footsteps!” Feng Xian attacked Duan Zhaoyang from various directions.

The two continued to exchange attacks fiercely. Feng Xian used the moves for the sake of the Wind Hill Sect. The slash of his sword could throw Duan Zhaoyang's body which made the young man from the Nine Dragons Palace lose his balance.

Feng Xian did not waste that chance. With a quick swing, Feng Xian slashed his sword which contained deep power at Duan Zhaoyang.

After Duan Zhaoyang was hit by Feng Xian's sword slash on his chest, the two exchanged attacks again. Duan Zhaoyang's body had several scratches and incisions clearly plastered on his torn robe.

Duan Zhaoyang started to release his body aura and launched an attack after attack to avenge Feng Xian's sword slash on his chest. After exchanging attacks of over thirty attacks, Duan Zhaoyang was finally able to compensate for Feng Xian's speed.

“Hard head!” Feng Xian slashed his sword forming the mouth of a green-colored tiger and pointed it at Duan Zhaoyang.

At almost the same time. Duan Zhaoyang also slashed his sword forming a red eagle-shaped sword slash.

The two slashes shot rapidly towards the two. The explosion occurred when Duan Zhaoyang's sword slash and Feng Xian's sword slash clashed.

Feng Xian's body bounced backwards, as did Duan Zhaoyang. The two of them did not anticipate the attack so well that they were unable to withstand the sword energies that were clashing against each other in that air.

Ye Long looked at Feng Xian who was out of the match arena. Then he examined Duan Zhaoyang who was about to exit the arena of the match.

The audience was silent for a long time because they thought both of them had not come out of the arena of the match. But the referee's decision was already unanimous and they did not refute him believing the Nine Dragons Palace would not allow a fraudulent match.

On the bleachers, it was seen that Mei Hua was getting ready for the final match of the round of sixteen.

Qiao Xi who was still confused had to behave like what so he immediately looked at Mei Hua and gave advice to his fellow student.

“Mei Hua's. You have to be careful with your opponent. Don't listen to his words. You must focus because your opponent has reached the emperor stage swordsman.” Qiao Xi immediately informed about Yan Shangxuan as much as possible on Mei Hua.

“Thank you for worrying about me, Qiao Xi. I'll be more careful.” Mei Hua smilingly looked at Qiao Xi, then she smiled sweetly at Jing Yang before jumping onto the ground stage.

Now Mei Hua and Yan Shangxuan were in positions facing each other while listening to the explanation from Ye Long.

“Take the distance and wait for the match from me!” After finishing explaining the rules of the match in Mei Hua and Yan Shangxuan, Ye Long quickly signaled the two to keep their distance.

“With this the last game of the round of sixteen begins!”

After Ye Long announced the cue of the match, Yan Shangxuan moved at high speed holding the right hand of Mei Hua who was about to draw his sword.

“Hua, you're so sweet. I don't have the heart to hurt your white man..” Yan Shangxuan poked Mei Hua's delicate hand.

“Basic trash!” Mei Hua directly kicked Yan Shangxuan's stomach even though the young man managed to avoid it.

Yan Shangxuan showed off the science of lightening such a fast body. Although Mei Hua had drawn her sword and attacked her from a distance, Yan Shangxuan was able to dodge all of it easily.

Before long Yan Shangxuan stood behind Mei Hua while tightly holding Mei Hua's right hand.

“Between me and the blind boy. Who do you like?” The question from Yan Shangxuan enraged Mei Hua.

“Pull back those words! Brother Jing Yang is a wonderful man. He can't compare to trash like you!” Mei Hua released her bodily aura and started to play her sword with a gurgle.

Hearing Mei Hua's reply which made her angry. Yan Shangxuan immediately charged towards Mei Hua with his sword slash. He did not hesitate to deliberately concentrate his attacks on the robe that Mei Hua was wearing.

Yan Shangxuan's soft smile faded away. Now look the young man smiling lustfully, “I'll humiliate you. Just look, after the Peach Flower Palace fell into our hands. You female warriors only deserve to be our servants!”

Mei Hua did not comment on Yan Shangxuan's words. He had as much as possible dodged Yan Shangxuan's attack deliberately targeting his robe.

Mei Hua and Yan Shangxuan started to clash, exchanging attacks and swinging their swords at speed.

The longer the two exchanged attacks, the more unfavorable Mei Hua's situation was due to her cloak being torn, thus exposing her curves to all pairs of eyes that were staring intently at the fight. The curves of Mei Hua's body were clearly visible in Yan Shangxuan's eyes.

The audience who was the swordsman of the Nine Dragons Palace actually praised the swordsman of the black stream more than the white stream after seeing Yan Shangxuan fight.

Mei Hua was unable to move freely. The underwear she was wearing was almost visible, instead Yan Shangxuan actually smiled smirked lustfully because he saw the curves of Mei Hua's body which was in growth and looked so beautiful.

“You will mature if you are next to me and be mine. After the Single Sword Mountain has conquered you, I will be the first to taste you, Hua.” The breath of Yan Shangxuan hunted. Despite the sight of thousands of pairs of eyes, Yan Shangxuan did not care.

Ye Long could not see the female participant being humiliated, so he instantly unleashed a killing intent on Yan Shangxuan.

“Stop! Don't you continue this filthy act of yours!” Ye Long said with a cold face, he stared intently at Yan Shangxuan who paled his face for a moment.

Ye Long took off the red cloth that bound his waist. The cloth belonging to the Dragon Science Elder covered the body of Mei Hua. Luckily today Ye Long was wearing that red cloth so that he could cover Mei Hua's body.

No words came out from Mei Hua's mouth other than anger from being humiliated. Right now he was aware of Qiao Xi's hatred for Yan Shangxuan.

Mei Hua walked full of embarrassment that could be beyond. In her grief she was shocked to see Jing Yang quickly descend onto the ground stage and hold her hand.

“I'll teach him a lesson!” Jing Yang said coldly. Deftly Jing Yang directly carried Mei Hua's body from the front without the approval of the gloomy young girl.

Everyone was shocked to see Jing Yang carrying Mei Hua's body, even Qiao Xi stood up from the bench and directly walked over to Mei Hua to comfort her fellow student.

Ye Xiaoya laughed quite loudly, while Murong Liuyu took a deep breath restraining his anger.

“Saudari Liuyu's. View The.” Ye Xiaoya stopped laughing and adjusted her breathing, “She will definitely avenge the defeat of Hua.”.

Murong Liuyu smiled faintly, “Jing Yang is a reliable youth.”.

Before long Ye Long again released his body aura. Instantly the names of the participants in the air exploded into an orange-colored smoke aura.

Ma Xinxuan, Duan Zhaoyang, Dong Yuan, Gu Hao, Gao Zhimao, Qiao Xi, Jing Yang, Yan Shangxuan. Those were the eight participants names whose names were engraved in the sky for five minutes before the orange-colored smoke aura completely disappeared.