Hearing Xu Feirong's words, Ye Xuan smiled contentedly.

He went to cook a meal for the woman, and after eating a sumptuous dinner, early the next morning, Ye Xuan took Xu Feirong to the venue of the competition.

In this round of elimination, the venue of the competition is no longer open-air, but in a huge arena, there are only two rings in it, and around the ring, there is a large space for spectators.

As soon as Ye Xuan and Xu Feirong entered, they saw Yu Qingfeng sitting at the front of the stands with a black face.

Obviously, Yu Qingfeng was very dissatisfied with the fact that he had a bye.

"Well, wife, didn't Wan Ting go back to the Yu family, why didn't Yu Qingfeng go back?" Ye Xuan glanced at the stands and asked suspiciously.

Xu Feirong shook her head and said, "I don't know, Huanting didn't tell me too carefully, maybe Yu Qingfeng has a competition today?"

"He drew a bye, the kind that advanced directly. Ye Xuan said.

"Maybe he wants to take a look at the situation here and determine the strength of his next opponent. Xu Feirong said uncertainly.

Ye Xuan smiled lightly and did not speak.

In fact, he guessed that there was another reason, but it was inconvenient to say it in front of Xu Feirong.

That is, Lu Huanting didn't go back to the royal house at all, and went to do other things, or meet other people.

Otherwise, Yu Qingfeng has no reason to let his wife go home alone, but he came here stupidly as an audience, you know, although this is the ancient martial arts world, there should be a lot of modern equipment at all.

Even at home, he can see the live broadcast here, and there is no need to be there in person.

Perhaps, the Yu family didn't let him or Lu Huanting go back at all.

Putting away his smile, Ye Xuan sent Xu Feirong to the audience, and then walked towards the ring.

In the ring, Li Jiang was already holding a simple long sword, standing in the ring, his eyes closed and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Ye Xuan's movement of turning over to the stage did not disturb him.

The referee stepped forward to check the information, and after looking at the time and confirming that it was correct, he waved his hand and said loudly: "The third round of the elimination round of the Guwu Festival has officially begun!"

With his voice, a dull gong sounded from under the ring.

At that moment, Li Jiang's tightly closed eyes suddenly opened!

An extremely powerful sword intent erupted from his body, like mercury pouring on the ground, crashing into the surrounding auditorium.

Seeing this, several elders from the organizers of the Guwu Festival hurriedly flew forward and used their internal qi to support a quarantine area for the spectators who came to watch the game.

"Boom!"

The sword intent collided with the quarantine area, emitting a crisp sword sound.

The audience who watched the excitement exclaimed, stared at Li Jiang's figure with their eyes, and discussed in a low voice.

Obviously, they have been paying attention to the so-called favorites to win the championship, focusing on Qiu, Mo, and Yu, but they didn't expect that in addition to those three, there was also an amazing teenager.

It seems that among the younger generation of the ancient martial arts world in China this year, there are still some amazing figures.

Ye Xuan also looked at Li Jiang in surprise, shook his head and said, "It's amazing my brother, it's just one day, your comprehension of sword intent has reached this point, you are really a kendo genius." ”

Hearing Ye Xuan's praise, Li Jiang didn't seem particularly happy.

Because he knew very well that his understanding of sword intent could have such a breakthrough, it was completely Ye Xuan's seemingly casual mention of one or two sentences.

And how can a person who can casually say such a thing that makes people pause, how can he be a general unknown?

Ye Xuan's comprehension of sword intent was obviously above him!

However, now that you are in the ring, there is no room to back down.

Li Jiang took a deep breath, looked at Ye Xuan and said, "Mr. Ye, thanks to you, my sword intent has made great progress, in order to show respect for you, today I will use the sword intent I just comprehended last night to fight with you!"

When Ye Xuan heard this, he couldn't help but feel a little interested, "Yes, but I can say it first, although I have some connections with the Shushan faction, and you have also received a few tips from me, but when it comes to the competition, I still won't keep my hand!"

"Haha, please Mr. Ye doesn't have to keep his hands!"

Li Jiang laughed, and with a shock of his arm, the quaint long sword rushed out of the scabbard with a "bang" and hovered above Li Jiang's head.

The long sword hung in the air, the sword body was dripping and turning, the tip of the sword pointed at Ye Xuan obliquely, and the sharp sword qi rippled like water waves.

The four wooden stakes around the ring were also cut by this invisible sword qi, and there was a tight sonorous sound in the isolation area around the audience, like a clash of gold and iron.

"Edgeworthiness!" someone in the audience saw this scene and shouted.

"Oh my God, I actually saw the legendary swordsmanship, this is also so handsome!"

"I want to change to the teacher, but I don't know if the entry selection in Shushan is strict. ”

"Just your qualifications, don't talk nonsense, Shushan won't accept you even if you collect a dog!"

"What do you say, you have the ability to compare!"

"Come on, who's afraid of whom?"

……

In the audience, all kinds of admiration, envy, and inexplicable quarrels came.

But Li Jiang was not affected in any way, he still urged the long sword with all his strength, and stared at the man opposite with burning eyes.

"It's kind of interesting......"

Ye Xuan touched his chin and said with squinted eyes.

Li Jiang's expression was silent, and his eyes were sharp: "Mr. Ye, the sword intent I comprehended last night is named 'Extreme'!

"As long as I have a sword in my hand, even if I face the whole world, I dare to fight against it!"

The moment the words fell, Li Jiang let out a long roar, and the long sword in his hand suddenly swung a semicircle in front of him.

Swish!

A sword qi visible to the naked eye swept out, like a half-moon slash, slashing horizontally towards Ye Xuan's waist.

Ye Xuan touched the ground on his toes and jumped up unhurriedly.

The sword qi flew past the soles of his feet, slamming into the wooden stakes behind him, blasting out countless wood chips.

However, as soon as Ye Xuan landed, Li Jiang swung out several more sword qis, blocking the route that Ye Xuan could dodge in all directions.

All of a sudden, the stadium was filled with the sound of sharp swords, and some spectators who were closer to the ring even felt a tingling sensation coming from their eardrums.

And more people saw this scene on the stage and applauded loudly.

Obviously, Li Jiang's use of sword qi is very good.

If you were an ordinary person, you would either run away in embarrassment at this time, or you would directly kneel on the ground and admit defeat.

But Ye Xuan just calmly stretched out his right hand and flicked his fingers three times in a row.

Bang!

Three sound of the piano sounded as if nothing came, and Li Jiang's three sword qi had already arrived in front of Ye Xuan.

However, within that one-meter range, they couldn't get close, but instead exploded as if they had hit an invisible wall.

Bang!

Three explosions rang out, but because of the short interval between them, it sounded like there was only one sound.

When everyone was wondering how Ye Xuan would defuse this wave of offensive, Li Jiang's figure had already ghostly appeared on Ye Xuan's side.

The long sword in his hand stretched out, like a dragon out of water, and stabbed obliquely at Ye Xuan's heart.

If Ye Xuan hadn't dodged this move, it would definitely be the end of being pierced through the chest by a sword.

At the moment of the thousand troops, Ye Xuan turned around, flicked his finger at the tip of the sword, and once again easily defused Li Jiang's offensive.

Seeing this, Li Jiang immediately withdrew and retreated.

Who knew that Ye Xuan saw this scene, but he shook his head with some regret.

"Tsk, although you have a comprehension of the 'extreme', but obviously there is not enough time, your comprehension is still superficial, I told you yesterday, saying that people are born in one life, if you can't be a hero, but don't be one of the thousands of ordinary people. ”

"Especially for sword cultivation, you must have an indomitable sword heart, just now you stabbed a sword obliquely, it is inevitable that I will crack it, but how can you pull back?"

"The sword momentum is together, and it should be endless, otherwise you will never escape the reason of decline again and again, the tip of your sword is blocked by me, and the blade of the sword can hurt me, your sword blade is blocked by me, and the hilt of the sword can hurt me!"

"If your whole sword is knocked away by me, you still have fists, and arms, and shoulders, and yourself!

"What is a sword? Does it have to be made of iron to be called a sword? If your understanding only stays at this level, it is too superficial!"

As soon as this passage was finished, not only Li Jiang was stunned.

Even the audience in the audience who watched the competition was stunned.

What is the situation, how did a good competition become a one-sided preaching?

Although they couldn't understand what Ye Xuan was saying, they always felt that it made sense, and they were really ghostly.