Yu Chenxi was still wearing the same fiery red makeup as before. Everyone around the arena, except for the female disciples on Jade Girl Peak and other disciples of the twelve sects, were all wearing blue and cold robes, looking old-fashioned. But at this moment, she stood in the field, as dazzling as the fiery red sun, the rays of light were endless and refreshing. She stood with her sword in hand, looking at her with a sudden look, she was free and easy, with outstanding grace, just like a fairy descending to earth. If you take a closer look, you will see that the childish look on her face is still there, she is still a little girl who knows nothing about the world, which makes people feel strange.
Yang Lingfeng secretly laughed in her heart, wondering how this cousin was pampered by her master in Xihua Kendo Pavilion, and she became like this ignorant of the world. On the other hand, this beautiful lady Fang, as can be seen from the drawing of lots, is well-educated and handles things properly. No wonder Taoist Yunyou felt relieved to let him take other disciples with him.
When Yu Chunxi saw Fang Yuren following him onto the stage, he was very angry and asked in a low voice: "Brother? Why are you coming up again? Didn't you just agree that you would hide down below and let me win?"
Fang Yuren said with a sneer on her face: "Little junior sister, you see, since I have drawn the lot, I must not run away, otherwise Qi will be regarded as a villain? Besides, the master will never allow me to abstain."
Yu Chunxi glanced at Fang Yuren, rolled his eyes and said, "Okay, today we will compete based on our abilities. If you win, senior brother, I have nothing to say, junior sister. But you have to agree to one condition. How about it?"
Fang Yuren was overjoyed and nodded in agreement. No matter what the conditions were, as long as she used the "drag" technique, nothing could be done.
There was silence everywhere. Everyone was still immersed in the previous two games, and naturally they didn't pay much attention to the conversation between the two. It wasn't until the two figures came out and the sound of golden strikes that everyone calmed down again.
After the two tried their moves, Yu Chunxi attacked first, and when he gained the upper hand, he slashed down with his flying sword, and a fire dragon rushed towards Fang Yuren. Above the arena, the space was twisting. From the audience's perspective, it looked like waves of heat, and both of them seemed to be shaking constantly.
Fang Yuren is already familiar with Chunxi's cultivation, and she rarely fights on weekdays. At this time, Wei Jue was surprised when he saw Yu Chunxi attacking. This fire dragon does not only have one strand as usual, but has a second strand implicitly included. If you accidentally break only the first strand, you will suffer a loss. It seems that Yu Chunxi is also secretly competing with each other and using his mind.
Fang Yuren remained calm, drew her sword and swung it out, also using the fire dragon to fight back. When the two qi suddenly met, it was like a huge explosion, forming an aura field in the center of the ring with bursts of air waves. After such a transformation, the appearance of the arena has changed drastically.
After the red light passed, a smaller fire dragon attacked Fang Yuren directly. Fang Yuren had already expected that the true energy in her body was constantly circulating, and she absorbed the fire dragon energy from the same sect into her body in a moment. However, she pretended to be injured, spitting out a mouthful of blood and stepped back several steps.
Yu Chunxi succeeded with one blow, burst out laughing, and shouted like a dance: "Brother, will you also fall into the trap?"
When you are proud, sudden changes occur. Yu Chunxi stared at the place where Fang Yuren was lying, stunned, and looked around. The beautiful lady Fang had disappeared from his sight at this time. "He was obviously injured? Why did he move so quickly?"
Hearing a boo from everyone, Yu Chenxi suddenly bounced away, and a fire dragon swooped down from above his head, widening the depression in the center of the ring again.
Wuwei frowned on the stage and asked in a low voice: "Brother Yunyou, these two are your disciples. I think this Fang Yuren is quite decent in dealing with things. Why isn't he afraid of hurting the girl?" "
Yun You laughed and said, "Brother Wuwei, you don't have to worry about this. When I went out, Junior Sister Yunhua insisted that I hand over the fire-avoiding unicorn armor to this kid, saying that her cultivation level was not high, so it was expected that she would be injured. Just don't get injured by fire. Wouldn't that be a disgrace to us? After all, I, Xihua Kendo Pavilion, can be considered the ancestor of arson. That kid from Yuren also knows that Chenxi has that precious garment. , but I still only use fire spells, so my heart is pretty good."
Wuwei was relieved and said with a smile: "Yes, the fire spells of your Xihua Swordsman Pavilion are indeed the most unique and profound in the world of practice today. If one day in the future, these exquisite spells can communicate with each other, it will not be in vain for me to organize this event every fifty years It¡¯s a world exchange martial arts meeting.¡±
Yunyou also heard the meaning of Wuwei's words and laughed for a while without answering.
Seeing Yunyou's appearance, Wuwei also knew that he couldn't let go of his own views, so he sighed secretly and didn't force it.
Yu Chunxi¡¯s face was slightly angry and he said: ¡°Brother, do you dare to sneak attack me?¡±
Fang Yuren fell onto the ring and said with embarrassment: "Junior sister, this is a martial arts competition, be serious. Didn't you say that we all rely on our abilities?"
Yu Chunxi said angrily: "Everyone relies on their ability, and that is fair and aboveboard. How can you pretend to be injured and attack secretly?"
Fang Yuren murmured in a low voice, "Wasn't that just a sneak attack?"
The disciples of the twelve sects in the audience were impatient and shouted: "If the young couple wants to quarrel, go home and quarrel. Why are you quarreling here?"
Yu Chunxi was furious and refused to give in. He yelled at the audience: "What does our quarrel have to do with you? Shut your mouths."
Fang Yuren's face changed dramatically, and even Yunyou's face turned red. He cursed the practitioners like this, which aroused public anger. Once someone takes the lead, the situation will be difficult to control.
Sure enough, the audience in the audience was like boiling water, the sound was loud, and the curses continued. Yang Lingfeng felt anxious. This cousin's temper was a bit too eccentric.
Yun You floated over, bowed to everyone, and said: "After discussion between myself and Taoist Master Wuwei, we unanimously ruled that Fang Yuren won this competition. In addition, the old Taoist disciples made arrogant remarks, but they were really young and ignorant. I hope Fellow Taoists, don't be offended. When the old Taoist comes back to the mountain, I will definitely discipline this girl." After saying that, he looked at Wuwei thoughtfully.
Wuwei sighed softly and came to Yunyou's side, saying: "Everyone is a cultivator, so you should have a heart of benevolence, justice and tolerance. I hope you will give me some face and don't argue with this little girl." After saying this, he shouted. Road number.
Everyone also chanted Taoist slogans and returned the courtesy to Wuwei, and then gave up.
As for Yu Chunxi, Yun You had sealed the meridians all over her body when Yun You floated there. She could not cry or make trouble, so she could only let Fang Yuren move her back to the camp. A moment later, the cry was loud. , causing everyone to have a headache.
In the next few scenes, Yang Lingfeng closed his eyes, adjusted his breath, relaxed his whole body, and entered the realm of void. Nothing was born, not a single thought, spotless. Suddenly, he felt like someone pushed him, but he was delicate.
Mingxin Taoist preached: "Next is Yang Lingfeng, a disciple of Yunv Peak in Kunlun Mountain, facing off against Yi Zhaobei of Yuxu Peak. Please come on."
Yang Lingfeng muttered: "How come you passed a few games so quickly?" He stood up lightly and walked slowly around the ring. The momentum of his appearance was a hundred times stronger than that of Yi Zhaobei. Thousands of people were seen in Kunlun Yuqingfeng Square. They all turned their attention to Yang Lingfeng, and they all wanted to take a closer look at what this man in Hua Cong looked like.
Yang Lingfeng felt clear in his heart. Facing the doubtful, puzzled and mocking eyes of everyone, he still remained humble and unyielding. Wuwei's face also showed a burst of joy.
Yi Zhaobei looked at the man in front of him quietly, feeling a little uneasy. Not only did the aura overwhelm him, but the sharp eyes reflected in the calmness also gave him a chill. This man made him feel not only surprised, but also confused and admired. He bowed and said: "This fellow Taoist is not very old, but he is able to live safely in flowers without being tabooed, which makes me really admire him. And judging from his cultivation, he is probably even better than me."
Yang Lingfeng lowered his hands lightly, returned the salute, and said with a smile: "If you don't have those dirty thoughts in your heart, why would you be so taboo about talking about it? As for your cultivation level, you have to test it before you know it, and Qineng can see it?"
Yi Zhaobei took a slight step, keeping a certain distance from Yang Lingfeng, and said: "That's it. I'll chat with this Taoist friend in the future, but now I think we'd better get started."
Yang Lingfeng smiled and did not answer, only watching Yi Zhaobei reveal his flying sword. There was a sonorous sound, and a golden sword light quickly rotated around Yi Zhaobei, turning into a halo. The audience was shocked.
I saw a halo surrounding Yi Zhaobei, with golden light shining everywhere. Yi Zhaobei stood in the halo with a smile on his face, and his face was reflected golden, making people feel solemn.
When Yang Lingfeng saw this, he didn't dare to be careless even though his cultivation level was much higher than that of Qingrong. He held his right hand slightly and gathered the Wujin Qi Sword in his hand.
There is no need to say anything in the audience, but Wuwei Lao Dao and Yun You were also surprised.
Yun You asked in confusion: "Brother Wuwei, is this also your disciple? His cultivation seems to have not yet reached the deepest realm of your Kunlun Mountain Ziqing Zhixuanlu, but how canhow can he Condensing Qi into a sword?"
Wuwei's face was filled with joy, his eyes were blurred into slits, and he said: "He is the new disciple of my Jade Girl Peak more than two months ago. I don't know when he reached this state."
Yun You was confused and thought: "You can reach such a state in two months? How is it possible?" After thinking about it, he glanced at Wuwei and asked in disbelief: "Brother, you are not trying to trick my brother, are you? Even if it is him No matter how talented you are, it is impossible to achieve such a level of cultivation in two months. I know that all cultivation, skills and realm should be practiced together. There are indeed some shortcuts to skill, but there is no such realm."
Wuwei shook his head, looked directly at Yun You's suggestive eyes, and said: "Brother, do you think he is relying on some elixirs from Kunlun Mountain to improve his skills? That's not the case." He didn't explain after that, just hanging on.The Taoist's Appetite, watching from the observation deck.
Yang Lingfeng did not hesitate, and slid towards Yi Zhaobei with the air sword in his hand. His figure was very fast, and a whirlwind blew on the ring.
Yi Zhaobei faced him attentively, his true energy filling his whole body, and the scene was instantly deadlocked. One could not advance any further, and the other would not give way at all. Yi Zhaobei's face was red, and he pushed Yang Lingfeng away with all his strength, and jumped into the air. , the figure flashed and disappeared.
The corners of Yang Lingfeng's mouth curled up slightly, revealing a hint of a smile. Yang Lingfeng, who is half human and half demon, naturally inherited the Wolf King's natural sensitivity to enemies, and also inherited the Wolf King's lifelong instinct to chase and escape. He felt a slight confusion in the airflow above his head, and he jumped straight up.
I saw stars flashing in the mid-air, and the two began to fight quickly.