Hahaha, don't measure yourself!" Luo Xiansheng clapped his hands, looked at Xia Yang lying on the ground with contempt, and said: "The Iron Sword Gate is nothing more than that, no wonder it is at the end of Youzhou." It's not at all."

The referee probed Xia Yang's snort and breathing, so he announced: "The winner is the wind and the moon is Monroe."

When Luo Xiansheng heard this result, he smiled and jumped out of the ring, just in time to meet the people of the Iron Sword Sect who rushed over, and sarcastically said: "Your disciples of the Iron Sword Sect are too weak, and I almost died before I could use my strength." Don't meet me in the future. Hahahaha"

"You...!" Fang Han really couldn't swallow this breath, and wanted to rush up to teach such an arrogant Luo Xiansheng a lesson, but he was still stopped by Shang Yu.

"Fang Han, don't be impulsive! What kind of place is this, do you want to do it here!" Shang Yu reminded Fang Han.

Fang Han's fingers clenched into his fists, his nails dug deep into his palms, blood flowed out, and he pointed at Luo Xiansheng and said, "Second round, don't let me meet you." Otherwise, you'll be beaten badly. ”

"Hey, your junior brother said the same thing to me in the ring, even more ruthless than yours. What is the result?" Luo Xiansheng deliberately walked in front of Fang Han and smiled evilly: "You are the senior brother of the Iron Sword Sect, and your strength should be the strongest among all the disciples." I'm looking forward to playing with you. ”

"I'm looking forward to it too," Fang Han stared at him deadly.

Luo Xiansheng stepped back and said, "Okay." I'm going back to rest", he pointed at Fang Han before leaving, made a motion of wiping his neck and sticking out his tongue, and then walked towards Fengji Gate.

Xia Yang was carried down by several soldiers of the Dragon Soul Army at this time, and Shang Yu stepped forward and said, "This is my disciple, let's hand him over to me." ”

Several soldiers of the Dragon Soul Army handed Xia Yang over to Shang Yu, and Shang Yu picked up Xia Yang and walked to his residence, and before leaving, he said, "Fang Han and Li Yu, you and Elder Chen stay here to prepare for the afternoon competition." ”

"But Senior Brother Xia..."Before Fang Han could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Shang Yu.

"No, but, you concentrate on the competition. It's going to be the second round," Shang Yu said.

"Yes. Li Yu agreed.

Fang Han hesitated for a moment and nodded, "I know the door master." ”

"Lao Chen, you are in charge here. Shang Yu looked at Elder Chen.

"Understood, Master. Elder Chen patted (xiōng) and said, "Don't worry. ”

Although Elder Huang stood aside and did not speak, he was not idle, but held Xia Yang's hand and continuously injected true qi into Xia Yang's body to stabilize the injury.

Elder Chen and the others saw that the three of them immediately performed martial arts, and then returned to the seat of the Iron Sword Gate.

Chen Moran saw that Senior Brother Fang Han, Second Senior Sister Li Yu, and Elder Chen's return table (qíng) was not very good, and asked with concern, "Third Senior Brother, is he okay?"

Elder Chen exhaled, his mouth pursed slightly, shook his head and said, "(qíng) The situation is not very optimistic. However, with the Sect Master and Elder Huang here, Xia Yang should be fine. ”

Chen Moran said: "It's okay. ”

Elder Chen pointed at the Jun Sacrifice and asked Chen Moran, "Senior Nephew, is there anything abnormal?"

"Senior Brother Jun is very calm. There is no change in the face, and it should be in a state of concentration. Chen Moran said.

"At this time, you will settle down?" Elder Chen was a little puzzled. After all, the sect conference was such a grand occasion, and seeing these juniors getting stronger and stronger, they had mixed feelings in their hearts, and they didn't have the heart to settle at all. And the Jun Sacrifice has just finished a competition, and the heart (qíng) should be surging (rè) blood, and it should not be so calm.

In addition, if you want to enter the state of concentration, you must be free of distractions. In such a noisy environment, there are many interference factors, and it is relatively difficult to quickly enter a state of concentration.

Because of this, Elder Chen was even more puzzled about what kind of person Jun Sacrifice was, who had such determination and strength at a young age.

Soon, a soldier of the Dragon Soul Army in the main stand raised a war hammer and beat the war drum, and the middle-aged man walked out again and said, "Everyone, the first two groups of the first round have completed the competition, and the winners have been recorded. Break at noon, and then compete in the third and fourth groups!"

None of the forty sects left during the break.

The Yunzhou Ethereal Sect is also the only sect that is all women, and the numbers drawn by the five disciples sent out are all from the third and fourth groups in the second half.

So when they returned to the stands of the sect with their numbers, they all entered a state of concentration, and the two masters, Jing Yan and Jing Hui, joined forces to arrange a system around them to isolate themselves from sound and color, and they didn't care about the outside world (qíng), and they adjusted their state with one mind.

Therefore, Miao Sijun didn't know that there was a competition in the first half, otherwise she would have gone to him.

On the side of the Iron Sword Gate, the senior brother Fang Han and the second senior sister Li Yu had already made preparations and were ready to show their hands (shēn) and make the Iron Sword Gate famous from now on.

An hour passed quickly.

"Boom!"

The drums of war sounded.

The middle-aged man walked out again and said, "The time has come, the first round of three or four groups of competitions starts now." ”

Fang Han opened his eyes, stood up (shēn), and said, "Elder, I'm going." ”

Elder Chen nodded and said, "Just do your best, don't force it." ”

Fang Han said: "Disciple understands."

Li Yu followed behind Fang Han and walked towards the ring.

Fang Han held the number one hundred and twenty in his hand, and was assigned to the number ten ring of the third group, and started the competition first. And Li Yu held No. 155 in his hand and was assigned to the No. 3 ring of the fourth group.

Fang Han found the No. 10 ring, and when he walked slowly to the ring, he realized that his opponent's veiled woman was already standing on the ring waiting for him.

As the referee lit incense, Fang Han bowed very politely, and said with a gentlemanly demeanor: "Below, Fang Han of the Iron Sword Gate"

The woman was veiled, Fang Han couldn't see her face clearly, she could only hear her voice, and said: "Below, Yunzhou Ethereal Sect, Yi Shuiqing"

"The incense has been lit, you can start," the referee said and jumped out of the ring.

Fang Han raised his head for a moment, the essence in his eyes flashed, and said, "Miss Yi, offended"

A top-grade sword appeared in Fang Han's hand, and Fang Han stepped out, holding the sword in the air (shēn), and slashed towards Yi Shuiqing of the Ethereal Sect.

Two or three sword qi detached from the sword (shēn), separated and attacked Yi Shuiqing from different directions.

Yi Shuiqing tapped the ring, his arms spread, and his body fell backwards. The veil on her face was gently blown by the wind at this moment, revealing a little snow-white chin.

Fang Han saw this detail. However, he didn't stop the sword in his hand, and slashed down on the ground.

Yi Shuiqing's footsteps began to change at this moment, and the shadows under his feet were linked, and the shadows of (shēn) also began to turn from real to virtual, constantly shuttling through Fang Han's Zhou (shēn).

With such a ghostly pace, it was the first time Fang Han had seen it. This kind of footwork is very similar to the Flowing Shadow Step of the Jun Sacrifice, but it is not as fast as the Flowing Shadow Step. However, compared to the subtlety of the Shadow Step, it is no better.

"What a ghost, I can't even see where the main body is!" Fang Han was slightly surprised. If it is a single round speed, Fang Han still has the confidence to match it and compete with it. But now, the (shēn) method is light and invisible, and the Dao is only a phantom, even if Fang Han has a speed advantage, he can't find which one is the body, and after a long time, Fang Han's physical strength will definitely be consumed greater, but the odds of winning will become smaller. In this way, the other party's cold is extremely unfavorable.

"Just dodge and don't attack, if you want to solve her, you can only use a special move," Fang Han said in his heart.

In the stands of the Ethereal Sect, the two masters watched their disciple Yi Shuiqing perform the Ethereal Sect's superior footwork "Water Ripple" with ease, and they were very pleased.

"It seems that Shui Qing's water ripple step has made a lot of progress in the past six months," Mrs. Jinghui said with great satisfaction.

"yes. Shui Qing's girl is willing to work hard, if she is replaced by Yunluo's girl, she can have Shui Qing's hard work, and it shouldn't be a problem to break through the Venerable Realm in less than three years. As Master Jingyan spoke, she remembered Yun Luo, one of his three personal disciples.

"That's right. What realm has Sijun cultivated now? Mrs. Jing Hui asked.

"I don't know. I guess it's in the middle of the Fifth Heaven. Master Jingyan sighed and said, "Since she came back, she has also become much more taciturn. I also know a little bit about her (qíng). I tried to talk to her a few times, but she turned it off. I wasn't too embarrassed to ask her. However, in just three years, her cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds. Even the "Proud Snow Sword Song" has been cultivated to the fifth form. ”

"Originally, I didn't plan to let her come. But she insisted on coming and talking to others. I didn't think it was a bad thing, so I agreed," Master Jingyan finished speaking, and looked at his (ài) disciple.

Miao Sijun stood under ring nine, wearing a veil. Miao Sijun's opponent was also a woman, (shēn) wearing a red tunic with the name of the Le Zongmen, xingluo (diàn), sewn with gold thread on the robe.

The woman was holding a high-grade treasure earth sword in her left hand, and Miao Sijun could feel the sound of the sword in the scabbard from a distance of one zhang.

"Huh?"

Miao Sijun was a little shocked because she felt that her opponent's sword seemed to have a rudimentary sword spirit.

The woman seemed to sense that Miao Sijun was looking at the sword in her hand, and quickly wrapped her own sword eternal true qi, blocking Miao Sijun's perception.

Miao Sijun didn't perceive it when he saw this. And this habit of his penchant for perception was influenced by the royal sacrifice.

...

In the tenth ring, Fang Han and Yi Shuiqing really fought fiercely.

Fang Han understood Yi Shuiqing's "water ripples", but he couldn't capture the true (shēn), so he directly used the "Seventh Form of the Ten Styles of Bright Stars - Starlight Sky Ming", and the sword qi like a meteor slashing continuously emanated from the sword in Fang Han's hand, and the powerful sword qi cut off the afterimage of Yi Shuiqing's footwork every time.

In this way, Yi Shuiqing's afterimage could not be connected, her (shēn) shadow could not be hidden in the afterimage, and her true (shēn) was revealed.

"Found you, Miss Yi" Fang Han stabbed his sword at Yi Shuiqing's true (shēn).

"Not good!"

Yi Shuiqing felt the threat of Fang Han's "Shining Star Ten Style".

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