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Volume 4 Chapter 61 Challenge

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    Chapter 61 Challenge

    Xiao Yuesheng walked in front, but when he sat down, he sat behind Fan Qingyun.

    ?Below them, there are more than a dozen people sitting upright, five of them, sitting on both sides of them, are the five hall masters of Ziyang Sword Sect, Zhengqi Hall, Baisheng Hall, Piaohua Hall, Yin Hall, and Outer Hall.

    Hall Master Wuzai, whose identity is only below the four elders, constitutes the center of Ziyang Sword Sect. He is also a high-ranking and powerful person with his own style.

    One of the women is particularly eye-catching. She is dressed in a snow-white gauze shirt, her body is spotless, and she has a pure and pure temperament.

    She is about thirty years old, with fair skin, slanted eyebrows at the temples, red eyes, a frosty face, and cold eyes, like an iceberg that is difficult to melt.

    Xiao Yuesheng already knew that she was Zhao Shengnan, the leader of Piaohua Hall. She had a cold temperament and ignored even the four elders.

    Although she is a woman, she has great authority. All the female disciples in the Ziyang Sword Sect are under her control.

    " Among the Ziyang Sword Sect, half are female disciples, no more, no less, so Zhao Shengnan can be regarded as controlling half of the world.

    Outside the five hall masters, there are seven other people, but they are very old. They are as different from the four elders, but their status is lower.

    They are the most senior among the outer disciples. They came to Ziyang Mountain specially after hearing about the masters meeting.

    The outer hall of the Ziyang Sword Sect is the peripheral disciples of the Ziyang Sword Sect. It has a very mixed composition. There are about two groups. One group is a peripheral disciple with insufficient qualifications.

    There is another group, but it is transformed from inner hall disciples. All inner hall disciples leave Ziyang Mountain and settle outside, and then they become outer hall disciples.

    Like Zhang Yiming, he was of a very distinguished generation, but due to grudges, he left Ziyang Mountain and did not leave the Ziyang Sect, so he naturally became a disciple of the outer hall.

    There are also some people who cannot stand the lonely life in the mountains and yearn for the colorful world outside. They practice martial arts and are unwilling to be lonely.

    "Ahem!" Tang Zhengfeng coughed lightly, his eyes slowly scanning the audience with cold eyes.

    Wherever he looked, the disciples shut up, lowered their heads, and honestly did not dare to look at him, like a mouse meeting a cat.

    Xiao Yuesheng smiled secretly, this Elder Tie Jian was worthy of being in charge of punishments and sect rules, and no one was afraid of him.

    A man stood up, with a chubby figure, a round face, and a kind-hearted look. He looked like a rich man, not like a martial arts practitioner.

    He cupped his fists, coughed, and said loudly: "Disciples, today is a big day for our Ziyang Sword Sect!"

    Everyone remained silent and stared at him.

    He is the leader of the outer hall, Liang Shichang. In normal times, he is always smiling and approachable. He is very popular among the disciples.

    But among the five hall masters, he has the lowest status.

    He raised his voice and said loudly: "Today, all of our Ziyang Sect disciples are gathered here to elect the new leader!"

    His voice was neither urgent nor slow, but it reached everyone's ears clearly, just like talking in the ear, showing the deep inner strength of his hand.

    He paused for a moment, his eyes slowly swept over the crowd, and he said with a solemn expression: "After the decision of the four elders, the winner will be determined by martial arts. The person with the highest martial arts, with the approval of the four elders, will become the new head of our Ziyang Sword Sect!  And the four elders will not leave today. If you are willing, you can go on stage and try your skills!"

    There was a buzzing sound, and the disciples looked excited, finally there was something exciting to watch.

    ¡°Maybe I can also compete to be the leader. This idea was originally a delusion and had no hope at all. However, when the four elders withdrew from the competition, it was completely different.

    Furthermore, even if you fail, it is a blessing to see the masters compete!

    Tang Zhengfeng frowned, his eyes suddenly turned cold, he glanced at everyone and snorted softly.

    This sound was like a heavy drum, hitting everyone's hearts hard. With a bang, everyone trembled in fright and shut up in a hurry.

    Liang Shichang smiled and said loudly: "Okay! I won't say much, so as not to offend, let's start now!"

    After saying that, he clasped his fists in all directions and sat down.

    Liang Shichang sat down, but the scene suddenly became cold. People looked at each other and did not get on the stage.

    The four elders closed their eyes and seemed to be in a state of ecstasy. They did not feel any embarrassment or embarrassment at such a cold scene.

    Finally, someone couldn't help it. He jumped into the sky and landed lightly on the stage. He had a graceful posture and extremely handsome Qinggong skills, but he was a handsome young man.

    He stood with his sword in hand, first clasped his fists to the four elders and made a group salute, then turned around and saluted everyone on the stage, and said: "Elders, hall master, and all the brothers and sisters, brothers and sisters, the younger brother comes first.  Throw some bricks to attract jade, show off your ugliness!"

      Zhao Yuanji curled his lips, with a look of disdain on his face, and snorted: "It's this guy again! He really overestimates his capabilities and is embarrassed!"

    Song Shanyue next to him said: "Junior Brother Chen's martial arts is one of the best in Baisheng Hall. He has always been arrogant and arrogant. It is inevitable that he will be like this."

    Zhao Yuanji said disdainfully: "Humph, why is he so arrogant? Senior brother, you are the number one master in Zhengqi Hall, and you are not as arrogant as him!"

    "How am I the number one master?!" Song Shanyue shook his head, his face calm, his eyes fixed on the handsome young man on the stage.

    Fan Qingyun whispered: "This is Chen Nanfeng, a disciple of Bai Sheng Hall, a peer among the disciples of his generation."

    Xiao Yuesheng nodded to show that he understood.

    He could tell at a glance that although this young man's martial arts skills were not low and he stood out, his foundation was not solid. Although his understanding was good, his mind was not calm enough, so he would not be able to become a great person.

    He shook his head and sighed, quite disappointed. Among the five generations of disciples of the Ziyang Sword Sect, those who stood out were nothing more than that. The rest of the disciples were average, so it was no wonder they were killed.

    "Senior Brother Song, come on!" Seeing that no one responded, Zhao Yuanji became anxious and pushed Song Shanyue.

    Song Shanyue shook his head and said: "It's a waste of effort to go up. How can we be the leader?"

    "Senior Brother Song, otherwise!" Zhao Yuanji waved his hands hurriedly and said softly: "If the elders don't take action, with your martial arts skills, senior brother, you might be able to win!"

    "I can't defeat any of the five hall masters!" Song Shanyue shook his head, unmoved.

    "I'm here to meet Senior Brother Chen!" A clear voice sounded, and a girl jumped up.

    She has a slim figure, a beautiful face, and a pair of bright eyes as deep as two pools of autumn water. Once you look at them, you can't pull them out.

    She saluted in all directions, then pulled out her long sword, pointed at the handsome young man, and said: "Senior Brother Chen's swordsmanship, my little sister has heard about it for a long time, please teach me!"

    "Junior Sister Xu, please¡ª!" The handsome young man smiled slightly, confident, unsheathed his sword and pointed at the girl.

    The two of them drew their swords at the same time, kicked their feet, and rushed forward to draw their swords. Suddenly, a cold light flashed, and both of them were enveloped by the other's sword light.

    The two men were fighting fiercely with swords. The young man's swordsmanship was fierce and faster than lightning, while the girl's swordsmanship was as light as floating catkins.

    "Junior brother Xiao, what do you think of their swordsmanship?" Fan Qingyun lowered his head and came over with a smile on his face, and asked softly.

    Xiao Yuesheng shook his head and sighed: "It's just flashy, but it doesn't capture the essence!"

    Fan Qingyun looked at him in surprise and laughed twice. Xiao Yuesheng looked calm and smiled lightly, knowing that he did not expect that he was so rude.

    "Huh!" A low hum sounded in his ears. He pretended not to hear it, remained calm, and did not turn his head to look.

    Although he didn¡¯t turn his head, he could see that the person making the sound was the woman on the other side of his body, Zhao Shengnan, the master of Piaohua Hall.

    Fan Qingyun himself heard the snort, looked at Zhao Shengnan with a smile, and whispered to Xiao Yuesheng: "The opponent against Chen Nanfeng is Xu Xiaofeng from Piaohua Hall, the proud disciple of Junior Sister Zhao!"

    Xiao Yuesheng suddenly nodded, smiled, and shook his head. This Zhao Shengnan seems to have a protective temper, so be careful.

    "Hold!" Xu Xiaofeng suddenly scolded her. She fell down, the tip of the sword touched the ground, and the sword bent under the pressure. Then it straightened out. Her body bounced up and flew out like an arrow. Although she was fast, she was extremely light.  , like a dragonfly touching the water.

    With the power of the long sword, she moved very quickly and stabbed lightly. Chen Nanfeng couldn't dodge. She tried her best to avoid it, but was still stabbed in the left shoulder.

    Xu Xiaofeng sheathed her sword, took a step back, and said with a smile: "Senior Brother Xu, I accept the concession!"

    Chen Nanfeng¡¯s face was stiff, he smiled, cupped his fists in a salute, and retreated.

    "What a relief!" Zhao Yuanji clapped his hands and said excitedly.

    Song Shanyue looked regretful and shook his head: "Junior Brother Chen is careless. I didn't expect Junior Sister Xu to make such a dangerous move"

    Zhao Yuanji sneered: "Humph, he is so arrogant that he doesn't take anyone seriously. He wants to challenge several hall masters. How can he take Junior Sister Xu seriously?!"

    "Senior Brother Song, come on quickly, this is a rare opportunity!" Zhao Yuanji said hurriedly.

    Xiao Yuesheng slowly closed his eyes, and another disciple jumped onto the stage, cupped his fists in salute, and challenged Xu Xiaofeng.

    Xiao Yuesheng was too lazy to open his eyes. In his eyes, the fighting among these disciples was nothing more than a fight between children, not worth a look.

    "The one who is on stage is Song Shanyue of Zhengqi Hall, the number one master of Zhengqi Hall!" Fan Qingyun whispered in his ear.

    Xiao Yuesheng nodded, still closing his eyes, too lazy to bother, and put his mind in front of his nose, calming his breath and calming his mind, nourishing his mind and warming his elixir.

    The leader of Piaohua Hall snorted coldly again,?His arrogance is dissatisfaction.

    Fan Qingyun hurriedly smiled at Zhao Shengnan and said no more.

    Xiao Yue's business is related to the elixir. The golden elixir in the mud pill is faintly flowing, and from time to time a trace of golden energy floats out, along the heavy building, falling into the middle elixir field, turning into a drop of jade liquid, and dripping onto the jade elixir on Huangting.

    The jade elixir flashed, absorbing the jade liquid, and the elixir body became more solid, like a white jade bead, gently rotating, surrounded by a dense jade aura.

    Suddenly, a cold voice came into Xiao Yuesheng's ears: "Fifth generation disciple Zhao Shengnan, please give me some advice from Master Xiao!"
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