The sun is in the west, and the sun turns from bright to hot.

Kim Kaitai stood on the stage, looking down at the audience like a black bear.

There were four people sitting behind him, Mei Ruolan, Li Mufeng, an old man, and a handsome middle-aged, Xiaoyuan stood behind Mei Ruolan, full and sweet.

Li Muchan already knew that this old man was Cai Xiuping, the head of the Foreign Mansion, and the handsome middle-aged man was Zhao Faning, the deacon of the Foreign Mansion, who was one level higher than Li Mufeng.

Li Muchan also knows that the eldest brother Li Mufeng is square and selfless, and he is deeply trusted by Mei Ruolan, although Zhao Faning is a deacon, he is very polite to the eldest brother.

Jin Kaitai looked down at the crowd under the stage, his eyes flashed, and he shouted in a deep voice: "Xiaobi continues, start from the Heavenly Council in the afternoon...... Zhao Yuzhen, can anyone challenge him?"

"Yes!" a crisp, hoarse voice sounded.

As soon as his voice fell, Gong Qingyun floated off the stage and said coldly: "I'll challenge!"

Yu Chiming hurriedly said: "Senior brother, teach this little girl a good lesson!"

Zhao Yuzhen looked at Gong Qingyun, who was fluttering in white, shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Don't be foolish, I don't know who will teach whom!"

"Senior brother, you can do it!" said Yu Chiming with a smile.

Cheng Xiaofeng also stared at Gong Qingyun on the stage, shook his head, frowned, and said, "Senior brother, Gong Qingyun's martial arts have increased greatly, be careful!"

He Nanshan sighed and shook his head, obviously not optimistic about Senior Brother.

Li Muchan squinted his eyes and didn't speak.

The rules in the morning are to draw lots to catch the right pair to fight, each person has three rounds, and the winner of two games can participate in the afternoon competition, and the afternoon is a challenge system.

When a person comes out, no one dares to challenge, one point is awarded, someone comes up to challenge, the winner gets one point, the loser deducts one point, and after a break, the next person is in turn.

After three rounds of the challenge, the 10 people with the highest scores compete for the rankings.

Zhao Yuzhen jumped up, and his body drew a "zigzag" in the air, pretentious like a dragon, landing lightly, combining contemplation and elegance, which was extremely clever.

Li Muchan was amazed, the fire of the senior brother's light skill was extremely deep, and he couldn't do it himself.

Zhao Yuzhen hugged his fists and said in a deep voice: "Senior Sister Gong, please-!"

Gong Qingyun clenched his fists, slowly pulled out the Yaoguang Sword, and said solemnly: "Senior Brother Zhao, please advise!"

With that, a clear light lit up, like a waterfall pouring down.

Zhao Yuzhen drew his sword and made a move, waving a sword curtain to meet him, "Ding Ding ......" A series of dense gold and iron sounds.

Zhao Yuzhen's moves are heavy and heavy, and the sword is like a thousand jun, looking very slow.

Gong Qingyun's swordsmanship is light and bright, a piece of clear light is sprinkled, the sword light is clear, like flowing water, everywhere, and it drills when it sees a crack.

Zhao Yuzhen blocked the erosion of Qingguang, and he was frozen for a while.

"Senior brother can't stop it!" Cheng Xiaofeng shook his head with a solemn expression.

Wei Chiming smashed his fist on his palm, and said hatefully: "This little girl is hateful!"

He Nanshan stared intently at the stage, his eyes were bright, and his essence was faint, obviously the internal force had entered the room.

Li Muchan also watched carefully, especially Gong Qingyun, the last time he won, it was a preemptive strike, and the Yaoguang sword technique was too late to perform.

In the morning lottery competition, Gong Qingyun did not do her best, she couldn't see the depth, this time the senior brother forced out her true ability, it was really like water, everywhere, and it was impossible to prevent it.

Li Muchan frowned slightly, his expression was solemn, and he fought with Gong Qingyun, if he didn't want to hurt his arm meridians, and his speed was not fast enough, the outcome was really unpredictable!

The two of them attacked one and defended the other, Zhao Yuzhen's long sword was thick and impermeable, and the palace light and sword light were like water, looking for gaps and entering, endlessly.

Li Muchan shook his head, if he keeps it for a long time, he will lose, the senior brother must know this truth, but Gong Qingyun's sword momentum is endless, and he is powerless if he wants to fight back.

After about a pillar of incense, Zhao Yuzhen's sword light suddenly froze, snorted, and floated back.

As soon as he retreated, he stood with his sword in his hand, breathing hard, his jade-like face was as red as a jujube, and the white air above his head was steaming.

He is clumsy and ingenious, each sword needs a huge internal force to make a master, and after a long time, the internal force is exhausted, and the swordsmanship is flawed.

Li Muchan reacted very quickly, and before Jin Kaitai and them, he stepped onto the stage, supported Zhao Yuzhen, and an internal force bubbled in, and then inspected his shoulder.

With a few quick clicks of his left hand, he sealed a few acupoints on Zhao Yuzhen's shoulder, and said, "Senior brother, it doesn't matter, right?"

Zhao Yuzhen's chest rose and fell violently, his breathing was heavy and it was difficult to speak, but he just shook his head and showed a wry smile.

Jin Kaitai walked over and glanced at it, and said in a deep voice: "Yuzhen, is the injury serious?"

Zhao Yuzhen shook his head, turned to Gong Qingyun, nodded and said slowly: "Thank you Senior Sister Gong for your mercy." ”

The voice was rough and difficult, hoarse as if it had been burned by fire.

Gong Qingyun nodded lightly, his eyes were bright, and his gaze was as sharp as a sword, stabbing Li Muchan directly.

Li Muchan's eyes were calm, and he met him gently, and the two looked at each other like two swords, fighting in the air, and the people in the audience suddenly quieted down.

He Nanshan and the three of them looked anxiously on the stage, but they didn't move, and the excitement of the teachers would make the senior brother's face dull, and it was enough to have five senior brothers on the stage.

Li Muchan helped him down, and several people immediately surrounded him to inspect his injuries.

Zhao Yuzhen only felt that the bubbling heat flow from his wrist to his body, warm and mellow like soaking in a hot spring, after a while, his strength had recovered, and he was secretly amazed, the internal strength of the fifth junior brother was so pure!

He waved his hand, signaling that everyone didn't need to make a fuss, and said, "Senior Sister Gong's subordinates are merciful, otherwise, this arm will be wasted!"

Yu Chiming glanced at Gong Qingyun, who was fluttering in white clothes on the stage, and said with a smile: "This little girl has a bad temper, but her heart is not bad." ”

Cheng Xiaofeng took out a small porcelain bottle, sprinkled some powder on Zhao Yuzhen's wound, frowned and asked, "Senior brother, can the fifth junior brother win against her?"

The powder was sprinkled, Zhao Yuzhen twitched, his expression was casual, and he glanced at Li Muchan.

He lowered his head and muttered for a moment, then said slowly, "...... Five-five. ”

Li Muchan's internal strength was like a trickling spring, constantly crossing into Zhao Yuzhen's body, and said with a smile: "But just do your best, what is the difference between victory and defeat!"

He Nanshan stroked his palms and smiled: "It's still the fifth junior brother who is bold...... Yes, your practice is short, it doesn't matter if you win or lose, just play majestic!"

Li Muchan smiled and didn't say much, but he thought in his heart that this time the victory or defeat will determine whether he can cultivate the Vajra Divine Skill, but it is important.

But worried that the futility would be useless and the opposite side would disturb his state of mind, he was deeply focused, indulged in his thoughts, and felt that it was inappropriate, so he directly abandoned the heart of victory and defeat, and focused on martial arts with a thought.

Zhao Yuzhen pushed his hand away: "Fifth junior brother, I don't care, you hurry up and breathe." ”

Li Muchan nodded, sat down directly, closed his eyes and breathed, and began to breathe with his hands sealed, to meet Gong Qingyun's challenge at peak state.

After Zhao Yuzhen, He Nanshan, then Cheng Xiaofeng, and finally Wei Chiming, all three won.

"Zhan Ran!" Jin Kaitai shouted.

Li Muchan opened his eyes, the essence flashed, his left hand was propped up on the ground, swept more than ten feet, stood firmly on the stage, and titheed Jin Kaitai and Mei Ruolan.

"Can anyone challenge you?" Jin Kaitai shouted in a deep voice.

"Yes!" A crisp and hoarse voice sounded, and everyone knew that it was Gong Qingyun as soon as they heard it.

Gong Qingyun turned into a white cloud, rose up, landed two feet in front of Li Muchan, and said proudly: "I challenge Senior Brother Zhan Ran!"

The two stood opposite each other, two feet away, one in white clothes fluttering, the other in gray monk robes hunting, and everyone's eyes were attracted.

"Okay! good!" Jin Kaitai laughed out loud and waved his hand vigorously: "Then let's start!"

Everyone in the audience took a deep breath, their eyes widened, and they lit up excitedly.

Mei Ruolan and the others also straightened up, their spirits were lifted, the dispute between Gong Qingyun and Zhan Ran, everyone in the Mei Mansion knew it, especially Li Mufeng, who clenched his fists and looked nervous.

Li Muchan titheed and said with a gentle smile: "Senior Sister Gong, this time I will definitely learn the Yaoguang Sword Technique!"

Looking at his expression, there is no tension, but like an old friend reunited.

"I'll fulfill you!" Gong Qingyun pursed her lips and smiled coldly.

She is dressed in a white shirt, her body is spotless, her delicate facial features are beautiful and moving, but her face is cold, her eyes are sharp and compelling, revealing stubbornness and arrogance, and the opposite side is even more pitiful.

Li Muchan pressed the hilt of the sword and said with a smile: "Senior Sister Gong, please-!"

"Zheng ......" In a clear groan, Qingguang poured down on his head, like watering flowers.

Li Muchan toeed a little, and at the same time drew his sword, his body was like an arrow off the string, and more than a dozen sword shadows flashed in the air, head and tail like a dragon, and the tip of the sword had reached Gong Qingyun's chest.

"Ding Ding Ding Ding ......" In a series of crisp resonances, the Yaoguang Sword turned into raindrops, hitting the Qingfeng sword body ten times in an instant.

Following the anti-shock force on the sword, she took advantage of the situation to take a diagonal step, avoiding the Qingfeng Sword At the same time, the Yaoguang Sword sprinkled a piece of clear light and poured towards Li Muchan.

Li Muchan ignored it, and with a little more tiptoe, the long sword turned into a rainbow and shot at her chest.

"Ding Ding Ding Ding ......" is another string of clear sounds, Yao Guangjian is like rain, Gong Qingyun took advantage of the situation to swing away, Dai frowned, and his face was covered with frost.

One of the two chases, the other dodges, the body moves and changes, tends to retreat like a god, a sword light is permeated like a waterfall, endless, and a sword light is like an electric cone, moving forward.

They were dumbfounded, fascinated, and unable to extricate themselves.

The two of them got faster and faster, and when they arrived, they saw no human figures, but they saw a white shadow and a gray shadow drifting, and the shadows slowly occupied the stage, like two tornadoes entangled together.

At this time, everyone's eyes were dazed, they couldn't see people clearly, and they could only catch a vague shadow.

Li Mufeng fidgeted, looked at it for a while, and finally couldn't help but be anxious, covered his mouth and coughed lightly, and said, "Miss, which of them can win?"

Mei Ruo Lauder frowned slightly, her bright eyes became more and more confused, and she looked at the field and shook her head: "It's too early to say whether the victory or defeat is too late, the difference between the two martial arts is a millimeter, see who can seize the opportunity." ”

Li Mufeng sighed and sat down again, his fists clenched tighter, and his nails sank into the flesh without realizing it.

The eyes of the few people next to him were momentary, holding their breath, and most of the people in the audience couldn't see the movements of the two clearly, but they could see clearly.

"Uh-huh......" A muffled snort, and the shadows in the sky suddenly dispersed, revealing two people who were still and motionless.

From polar movement to extreme stillness, it is abrupt and weird, and people can't react for a while.

The two stood opposite each other, the Yaoguang sword penetrated Li Muchan's chest, Gong Qingyun held the sword motionless, looking at him in a daze, with a strange expression.

Li Muchan looked at her calmly, the long sword against her full breasts, and stopped an inch apart.

"San'er!" Li Mufeng shouted, and the blood on his face instantly faded, as white as paper.

ps: I worked hard, and finally finished writing the second update, it was too hard, I saw that the results were not ideal, and the pressure was great, and I hesitated and doubted, and then I figured it out, and I just wrote hard, no matter what to do. There is a vote in the Sanjiang column.,It seems to be very important.,Everyone has time to help vote.,No effort to count.,Everyone can collect.,Recommend.,I'm grateful.。