With the shouting, Ji Buliang stood up.

Outside the door, a sword-wielding young man with a tall figure and good facial features broke in.

Ji Buliang said: "Gao Jiandong!"

The young man said: "Ji Buliang!"

Ji Buliang hugged his fists: "Okay, I haven't seen you for a few years, you are still so popular." ”

Gao Jiandong sneered: "Don't talk nonsense. Once you were defeated back then, I waited so hard for today, if you hadn't hidden in the outer realm, I would have cleaned you up a long time ago!"

"Don't you want to fight me today? Let's go, let's fight now!"

Ji Buliang waved his hand: "You, listen to me, why are you so excited." ”

Gao Jiandong said: "If you have anything to say, I'll talk about it after the fight!"

Ji Buliang was speechless.

I haven't seen him for four years, why is this kid still frizzy.

Ji Buliang pointed at Ji Qingliang and Hua Duxiu, and introduced: "Senior Brother Jiandong, these two are our young disciples of Ji Zong, Ji Qingliang and Hua Duxiu. ”

Gao Jiandong frowned and glanced at Hua Duxiu: "You are Hua Duxiu?"

Hua Duxiu was stunned: "Cannon battle, do we know each other?"

Artillery battles?

Gao Jiandong didn't react for a while, and said, "I heard that Ji Zong has a shameless bastard who specializes in snatching people's blades and asking for ransom, is that you?"

Hua Duxiu smiled: "It should be me, right?"

Ji Buliang felt that his face was dull, and he was even a little embarrassed.

Gao Jiandong sneered: "How can Ji Zong have a disciple like you, who fell into the eyes of money, right? Hmph, Ji Buliang, don't talk nonsense, let's divide the high and low first!"

Ji Buliang hurriedly waved his hand: "What's that, I won't fight you today." ”

Gao Jiandong was stunned: "Don't fight, what are you doing if you don't fight." ”

Hua Duxiu interjected: "Isn't it okay to come to you for tea and catch up?"

Everyone glared at Hua Duxiu together, and Hua Duxiu felt a lot of murderous aura, so he had to keep his mouth shut.

Ji Buliang said: "It's not that I don't fight, you know, next year is the martial arts conference, but I'm overage." Last year, you must have been unwilling to win the second place, this year, my junior brother Ji Qingliang will represent Ji Zong at the meeting, your opponent is him!"

Ji Buliang pointed at it, and Gao Jiandong saw that young man with a dull personality and didn't like to talk, but his eyes were very bright.

Ji Qingliang rolled his eyes, you finally saw me:

"Senior Brother Jiandong, win against me, and then challenge my senior brother. ”

Gao Jiandong frowned: "You, just you, still want to compete with me?"

Ji Qingliang got up and said: "Anyone can say big words, and only when you fight can you know the real chapter." ”

The middle-aged man who followed behind Gao Jiandong hurriedly played a round:

"Okay, okay, it's a guest from afar, Jiandong, don't rush like this. ”

Gao Jiandong turned around: "Senior brother, you don't have to worry about me, they are all here, are they really here to drink tea?"

"Ji Buliang, what's the matter, I have my own identity, I can't afford to lose, I don't dare to fight me?"

Ji Buliang smiled and said nothing, Ji Qingliang answered:

"Win against me first, and then you are qualified to challenge my senior brother. ”

Gao Jiandong frowned.

He looked Ji Qingliang up and down, nodded and said:

"I remember you. Back then, you were a little doll, and you didn't even have the qualifications to play. ”

Isn't that nonsense, four years ago, Ji Qingliang was only fifteen years old, and of course Ji Zong would not send such a young disciple to participate in the martial arts conference.

Hua Duxiu asked: "Whether you fight or not, if you don't beat us, we will go back, your tea is not delicious." ”

Gao Jiandong said: "Fight, of course fight! Okay, just according to what Xiao Budian said, I will clean you up first, and then you will clean up Ji Buliang after cleaning up!"

The middle-aged man hurriedly said, "Okay, everyone, please come with me, let's go to the martial arts arena to talk." ”

Everyone left the meeting hall and came to an antique compound.

The walls of the compound are very low, but there is a circle of ancient trees with the thickness of two people in their arms.

These trees were obviously very old, not only were they thick and tall, with luxuriant branches, but their trunks were full of traces left by sword qi.

In the center of a circle of ancient trees is a stone platform no more than a foot high and three feet in diameter.

The floor tiles of the stone platform are full of criss-crossing sword marks.

Hua Duxiu sighed: This is the feeling of a century-old store.

Mobei, sure enough, there are still famous families.

The middle-aged disciple went to the nearby Gaozong disciples to ensure that the competition in the martial arts arena was not disturbed.

After all, it was Gao Jiandong who personally made the move, and he was the most outstanding disciple of Gaozong's younger generation, and the runner-up of the last martial arts conference.

However, there was still a young swordsman left at the scene.

He was a disciple of Gaozong.

The man had dark hair, dark eyes, white skin, thin skin, and did not seem to be very healthy.

And the mental state is not very good, like a little fool, dumb.

Gao Jiandong looked at the young man and said gently: "Brother Ren, Senior Brother wants to compete with others, you can take a good look." ”

The boy was confused and said, "Oh. ”

The middle-aged man introduced: "This is our young disciple of Gaozong, named Gao Wangren, is a sword idiot, and his spirit is sometimes not normal, you just treat him as if he doesn't exist." ”

Hua Duxiu and the others nodded.

Sword idiot?

Idiots are pretty much the same.

Gao Jiandong couldn't wait to fly onto the stone platform, stood with his sword, and said:

"Ji Qingliang, you hurry up, I still have to fight Ji Buliang after we fight!"

Ji Buliang smiled, looked up and said, "Qingliang, cheer up the spirit." ”

Ji Qingliang was still expressionless: "Got it." ”

stepped onto the stone platform, drew his long sword, and the two faced each other from a distance.

Ji Qingliang doesn't seem to be tall, his body is not strong, he doesn't like to talk, and his face is expressionless, just like a noodle melon who doesn't know martial arts.

But as soon as he had the sword in his hand, the aura around him immediately changed drastically.

Self-confidence, a strong sense of self-confidence.

Even Hua Duxiu couldn't help but exclaim: "Senior Brother Qingliang is really a good style." ”

Ji Buliang glanced at Hua Duxiu.

You kid, how can you boast so much?

Ji Qingliang's breath surged, and the long sword in his hand gradually transformed into a pale cyan light.

Hua Duxiu was shocked again: "Huh, the sword qi is released?"

It is also the release of sword qi, and the Tianyun Sword Sect Yun Zhonghai, who came to kick the hall last time, can barely reach this realm.

But his sword qi is not well controlled, and he shoots everywhere, which is not enough to kill, and it also wastes his internal strength.

Ji Qingliang is different.

His sword qi came out through the sword, although the edge flickered brightly and darkly, and it was not very regular, but the sword qi was attached to the long sword, and the realm was obviously much stronger than the sea in the clouds.

Gao Jiandong was infected by the atmosphere, and his expression gradually became serious.

He looked Ji Qingliang up and down, and smiled slightly: "Yes, yes." ”

Gao Jiandong's sword shook and said, "Senior Brother Qingliang, I'm offended!"

With a sword out, Gao Jiandong's whole person seemed to glow and shine.

Radiant at once!

It's like a white rainbow, a trick from the sky!

Ji Qingliang had already prepared, and immediately fought with twelve points of spirit.

Hua Duxiu was shocked.

Gaozong is worthy of being the first sword sect in Mobei, and his swordsmanship is really a god.

Of course, such a good opportunity can't be missed, Hua Duxiu stared at Gao Jiandong with both eyes, and saw every move and style of him clearly, carefully and carefully.

The more I looked at it, the more I felt the subtlety of Gaozong's swordsmanship.

There are few flaws.

And the moves are atmospheric, sharp, like a brilliant sound, coming from all directions, which is irresistible.

Hua Duxiu looked at it for a while, didn't squint and asked in a low voice, "Senior brother, what kind of swordsmanship is this?"

Ji Buliang also looked at the stone platform without squinting, and whispered: "This is Gaozong's 'White Rainbow Sword Technique'." ”

"Bai Hong's swordsmanship, what a fitting name......"

When Gao Jiandong did not move, he was a warrior and a swordsman, and he had nothing to do with the word "white rainbow".

Once he rises up with a sword, the whole person is really like a "white rainbow"!

In the blink of an eye, a stick of incense time passed.

Ji Buliang was both a little relieved and a little anxious.

It is gratifying that Ji Qingliang has been able to resist Gao Jiandong for so long, which shows that he has really made great progress in the past three years, which is of great use.

What's in a hurry is that Gao Jiandong is too strong, he keeps attacking, he keeps attacking, while Ji Qingliang is on the defensive throughout the whole process, faintly invincible.

Ji Buliang said to himself softly: "You can't be defeated so easily...... You are the hope of the next martial arts convention...... Revenge for Senior Sister Nian Ze, it's up to you to ...... Qingliang"

He stared at the two of them intently, and the sound of their muttering was so small that the two of them couldn't hear it.

But Hua Duxiu heard it.

The next martial arts tournament?

Revenge for Senior Sister Nianze?

Could it be that Grandpa Zi and Nian Ze's sworn enemies will also participate in the next martial arts conference?

Hua Duxiu's heart moved, and his eyes looking at Shitai were more serious, but there was clearly a trace of distraction in his eyes.

The mouth of the cannibal is short, and the hand of the taker is short.

I, Hua Duxiu, should help Grandpa Zi and them, even if I don't like to fight, at least I should let Nian Ze and Qingliang fight some.

Thinking of this, seeing how much Ji Qingliang was suppressed, Hua Duxiu immediately whispered:

"Left two sword three!"