"I'm sorry Father, I disappointed you. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info "The pale-faced Yanagi Zongshao returned to his father and confessed his mistake in frustration.

Liu Sheng Zongju said very calmly: "You didn't disappoint me, the Central Plains Huaxia is already a big sect with a lot of masters, even if it's just a beginner disciple of the big sect, you don't lose to him." As long as you remember the shame of today, you can win it back later. ”

"Yes, Father. I swear I'll wash away the shame of the day. Liu Sheng Zongshao gritted his teeth and said hatefully.

Yanagi Zongju nodded with satisfaction, and then ordered: "Go and change your clothes first, so as not to catch a cold." The real show has just begun. ”

"Let's ......" saw Ye Nantian take the stage again, holding the two signs that the Yuanhui Divine Monk had just drawn out, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly and said loudly: "Next, we have invited Zhang Tieshan, a disciple of the Wudang faction, to ...... Star Sword Gate Long Bixia Woman takes the stage to compete! ”

Immediately, the noisy scene instantly became audible!

Qingyang Lao Dao, who had been closing his eyes and recuperating his mind, opened his eyes instantly.

Qingfeng Ancestor also immediately came to the spirit.

The white-eyed old man with a smile on his face immediately restrained his smile.

Yan Ruyu and Feng Bo, who were arguing with each other and dismantling the stage, also immediately closed their mouths.

Liu Mei glanced left and right at Qingyang Lao Dao and Murong Feng, and found that both of them were already sitting straight, staring at the ring with burning eyes.

As soon as Ye Nantian finished reading the names of these two players, he immediately felt two invisible coercions collide in the air, which frightened everyone into silence!

Fortunately, as soon as these two coercive pressures were met, the terrifying pressure generated disappeared in an instant. Let everyone secretly breathe a sigh of relief!

At this time, Zhang Tieshan of the Wudang faction slowly walked out of the crowd with a wooden sword and came to the iron rope under the nod of Cang Xuanzi.

On the other side, Long Bixia stepped forward with a string of guqin lotus in her arms.

When everyone saw that Long Bixia was actually going to hold a guqin on stage to compete, they immediately started to talk about it.

"Martial arts?!" Liu Mei immediately turned her head to look at Murong Feng in great surprise.

Murong Feng nodded and said with a light smile: "Yes, this girl is talented in music and rhythm, and she can be described as a genius. You're in for a treat. ”

"Oh? If that's the case, then I'm going to have to listen to it! Liu Mei chuckled.

At this time, the drum sounded, and Zhang Tieshan performed Wudang Light Gong Tiyun Vertical jumped up and landed in the ring, but none of the audience looked at him......

Because everyone was staring at Long Bixia who was holding the guqin in her arms, they saw her lotus step lightly, pointing her toes on the iron rope, showing a very elegant body and sweeping into the ring.

immediately aroused the applause of the audience!!

Zhang Tieshan twitched the corners of his mouth speechlessly, and then looked at those fanatical heroes, he was very suspicious that if he made a heavy shot later, he might be beaten on the way back.

"Woe to the water!" Zhang Tieshan sighed in his heart, clasped his fists and arched his hand: "Wudang disciple Zhang Tieshan, please advise." ”

"Star Sword Gate, Long Bixia." Long Bixia still had a cold attitude that went deep into her bones, and after reporting to the house, she held the piano in one hand and stroked the strings with the other to pluck out a few tones.

Immediately, the audience burst into cheers again......

Zhang Tieshan grinned and cried.

Long Bixia stood different, only caressing herself and plucking the guqin to make out the intermittent sound of the piano, which seems to be in tune.

Zhang Tieshan's face was full of black lines, and he said in his heart, "Heroine, we are a martial arts competition!" How can you give me some face! You can't ignore me just because you're pretty, right?

"Ahem!" Zhang Tieshan posed for a long time, he couldn't hold it anymore, so he deliberately coughed a few times to remind Long Bixia, and then said loudly: "Please Miss Long to take it!" ”

"I've been waiting." Long Bixia said lightly.

Zhang Tieshan was embarrassed, and he didn't care about pity and cherished the jade, and directly shook his sword flower and attacked it.

Long Bixia stood motionless, but the sound of the piano in her hand suddenly rang out!

Zhang Tieshan, who had already rushed to the front, was thinking about how to force the other party to take the initiative to admit defeat, when he suddenly felt a wave of Pei Ran's palm slapping on him from the side, directly shaking him out of the ring.

Cang Xuanzi immediately raised his hand, and Zhang Tieshan spun around and fell beside him, with Venus in his eyes, and he didn't know what was going on.

There was silence!

Everyone stared at the Yuanhui Monk in surprise and inexplicably.

Because at that moment just now, the Yuanhui Divine Monk suddenly made a palm and shook Zhang Tieshan out of the ring, making everyone stunned.

At this time, I saw Cang Xuanzi step forward and bow his hand to the Yuanhui Divine Monk Yaoyao: "Thank you Divine Monk for coming to the rescue." ”

"Amitabha." Monk Yuanhui lowered his eyes and recited the Buddha's name, then turned his head to look at Long Bixia with a calm face in the ring, and said: "Master Long, the competition is about exchanging skills, why do you want to kill people as soon as you make a move?" ”

As soon as the old monk's voice fell, everyone saw that the place where Zhang Tieshan had previously stood opened a crack that seemed to have been cut by a sharp blade!

"Invisible Sword Qi ?!!" Everyone was stunned, and then there was an uproar!

Many people looked at Murong Feng on the spectator seat, and they were amazed in their hearts that it was really a famous teacher and a high apprentice!

Zhang Tieshan's pale face and weak legs made him even more pale, and then he realized that it was the Yuanhui Monk who intervened in time to save his life.

Long Bixia pressed the slightly vibrating strings and said indifferently: "His old way of the Wudang faction is disrespectful to my master, so I will teach him a lesson, why not?" ”

Everyone was stunned, and said that this reason was so domineering! But I like it!

Immediately, there was a burst of cheers in the audience, and it was really not a big deal to see the excitement!

Monk Yuanhui frowned, and said in a deep voice: "Master Long, it is unreasonable for you to do this, and according to the rules of the competition, the old man can deprive you of your qualifications. ”

As soon as this remark came out, it immediately aroused dissatisfaction in the audience. If it weren't for the fact that the old monk was a high-ranking monk, maybe all the foul language would have been greeted.

"Whatever you want." saw that Long Bixia didn't care about dropping a word, so she turned around and jumped out of the ring.

Everyone was completely shocked by Long Bixia's cold demeanor for a while, so that the audience was silent.

Even if the monk Yuanhui is a high-ranking monk, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly at this moment, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, what kind of master there is, what kind of disciple there is!

"Divine monk! Monk? Ye Nantian shouted a few times.

Monk Yuanhui came back to his senses and said, "Master Yezhuang? ”

"It's time to move on to the draw." Ye Nantian reminded in a low voice that he wanted to quickly expose this situation now, and never cause an open confrontation between the two in the upper ranks.

Monk Yuanhui gathered his mind, nodded and took out two more name tags. They are a Tibetan Sword disciple and a Badao disciple......

The old monk suddenly felt so tired that he wanted to wash his hands.

The two players who were named immediately felt a lot of pressure, as if they had walked out of their respective teams with the expectations of countless people.

The drums sounded, and the two jumped into the ring together, without reporting their homes, only looking at each other coldly.

However, the audience was still immersed in Long Bixia's amazing piano skills, but they didn't pay much attention to these two old enemies.

The two confronted each other for a long time before they moved slowly, one to the left and the other to the right, circling in circles.

Someone under the stage was impatient to watch, and opened his mouth to urge loudly.

Suddenly, the two of them attacked each other at the same time.

A knife and a sword collided violently together and broke in an instant, and then the two of them scuffled wildly. And it's biting, scratching, and doing everything.

The audience immediately booed.

But the two on the stage became more and more ferocious, and went straight to the vital parts of each other's bodies.

In the blink of an eye, the two of them were already covered in bruises, but no one shouted pain and admitted defeat, and they were always gritting their teeth and holding on.

It's like two wounded beasts fighting each other endlessly.

In the end, the monk Yuanhui couldn't stand it anymore, waved his hand and forcibly separated the two and sent them out of the ring.

"Draw!" Yuan Hui Divine Monk ruled directly.

Both the Tibetan Sword Villa and the Badao Villa were not convinced, but because of the monk's golden mouth, they were embarrassed to refute anything. After all, anyone with a discerning eye can see that if these two continue to fight, they will only get a lose-lose result.

Then the competition was one after another, and the luck of the Yuanhui monk seemed to improve, and he didn't draw any embarrassing battle list. Until the tenth game is drawn......

"The Star Sword Gate heard that Mu Xue fought against Emei and Zhou Wan." The old monk had already considered whether to wash his hands with a golden basin when he returned.

There was silence.

"Is this fate? O God! O earth! Cheng Wenjing sighed in a deep tone.

"Go, go, go and stay away." Mu Xue pushed Cheng Wenjing away with a disgusted expression, and then jumped directly into the ring with a few flying bodies with a sword, and immediately cheered all over the audience.

On the other side, Zhou Wan also jumped into the ring quickly, and also won the applause of the audience.

This time, the audience was polarized and supported the two beautiful girls on the stage.

At the viewing seat, Liu Mei smiled apologetically: "Master Murong is really upset, I didn't expect that the monk would draw disciples from our two factions." Listening to the tone, it seemed that he had already won against his own disciples.

Murong Feng smiled lightly: "I didn't expect it either, I hope they can bring you a wonderful performance." ”

While speaking, the two daughters in the ring had already reported to each other, and then drew their swords at the same time. It's just that the wooden swords in the hands of the two are different. The wooden sword in Mu Xue's hand was cork, three feet long, and as thin and narrow as a whip. However, the two wooden swords in Zhou Wan's hands were extremely short, only one foot three, more like two daggers.

"Seriously, I have a crush on you." Zhou Wan turned her short sword and chuckled, "If it weren't for this competition, maybe we would have become friends." ”

Mu Xue smiled and said, "It's okay, I hope we can still be friends after I win you." Come on, let me see how powerful the legendary Emei water-splitting stabbing sword technique is. ”

"Hmph, what are you holding? A soft whip? Zhou Wan pursed her lips and snorted, turned the short sword with both hands and stabbed it in a hurry.

Mu Xue immediately shook the cork sword and clicked it.

Everyone only heard a loud roar on the stage, but the wooden sword in the second girl's hand had turned into an afterimage, which made people dazzled.

In an instant, the two of them attacked each other dozens of moves, and then quickly separated and stood still.

"Hey, are you swordsmanship or whiplash?" Zhou Wan rubbed a red mark on her arm and grinned in pain.

"Of course it's swordsmanship, haven't you heard of Qimen Soft Sword?" Mu Xue snorted, although she was also hit by the other party a few times in the round of testing just now, but who made the sect clothes on her body made of top-quality materials. So not only did he defuse Zhou Wan's stab attack without any danger, but he was not damaged at all, not even a little wrinkled.

"Of course I've heard of the Qimen Soft Sword." Zhou Wan was unconvinced and said: "But I've never seen a soft sword used as a whip to pump around!" ”

Mu Xue said with a smile: "This is the Qimen swordsmanship created by the head of my family!" How? Isn't it sharp? ”

Murong Feng was speechless, secretly considering whether to let this girl face the wall for a few more months after she went back.

Zhou Wan twitched the corners of her mouth, snorted and attacked again.

This time, she learned her lesson and used personal tactics to use her own shortcomings and strengths, not allowing Mu Xue to have a chance to draw out this strange Qimen sword technique.

But the effect of Mu Xue being punished on the inner wall of Langhuan Jade Cave these days quickly appeared, because she had hurriedly read the martial arts cheats of the major factions when she was very bored, although they were all just novelties, but she remembered many of the ways to crack them.

This includes the Emei water-splitting stabbing swordsmanship that Zhou Wan is now making.

As the saying goes, one inch is long and one inch is strong, and vice versa.

And the way to break the move is also very simple.

Mu Xue thought for a moment, and the strain in her hand suddenly sold a flaw.

Zhou Wan's heart moved, but she was not fooled, but sneered, and stabbed Mu Xue's throat and abdomen with her two swords.

Mu Xue smiled indifferently, and suddenly stood on tiptoe, like a dancer spinning and flying, and the soft sword in her hand immediately turned into a ribbon, as if it had become a big windmill whirring and turning.

Zhou Wan's face changed drastically in an instant, and she hurriedly flew back.

But he didn't want Mu Xue's body to stop suddenly, so he shook his wrist and spun out two sword flowers to wrap Zhou Wan's hands tightly. Then one turned around and walked around Zhou Wan's back, and said with a charming smile in her ear: "Little sister, you are still a little tender." ”

"You !!" Zhou Wan's face was immediately flushed, but she couldn't break free, so she had to bow her head and admit defeat: "My skills are not as good as others." ”

"Haha, concede." Mu Xue shook her soft sword and let go of Zhou Wan's hands, and then greeted the audience who were thunderous with joy.

"This girl!" Murong Feng shook his head and chuckled, and then looked at the face of Liu Mei on the side, which was wonderful.

"The head of the Murong Sect really taught two good apprentices." Liu Mei shook his head and sighed.

"It's just a three-legged cat kung fu that makes a few people laugh." Murong Feng smiled politely.

At this time, the last two players were also ready to take the stage, namely the disciple from the Kendo League and the Emei disciple who had been in the field for less than three months.

Liu Mei didn't dare to stand up again this time, lest she be slapped in the face again.

Murong Feng stretched his lower waist, relaxing his body that had been tense. After all, her current position is where everyone is watching, and her every move is under the gaze of countless people. Therefore, from the beginning of the competition to the present, I dare not show the slightest loss of manners.

At this time, Lian'er suddenly hurriedly walked to Murong Feng's side, bowed her head and whispered a few words, and then handed her the phone in her hand.