Seeing that the three generations of disciples of the Quanzhen Sect had arrived, Ma Yu, who was closing his eyes and recuperating, opened his eyes, glanced at the many disciples in front of him with relief, and slowly spoke.

"You are the mainstay of my Quanzhen Sect, and the achievements in the future are unlimited, today's martial arts competition with the same door, remember that the brothers in the door should be more precious than peace, don't be brave and ruthless, once I let my existing people take advantage of the competition to make a painful hand, I will not blame me for not being merciful, and the door rules will be disposed of!"

Ma Yu's voice was not very loud, but the many disciples standing dozens of meters away could hear it clearly, and when he said the last few words, the voice burst like thunder, which made everyone dizzy for a while.

Qiu Chuji couldn't help but admire: "Senior brother's cultivation is more and more profound, and you can see with this hand alone that his internal cultivation is probably already above me." ”

The other five sons all nodded yes, ashamed of themselves.

Ma Yu looked around left and right, and saw that everyone was well-behaved, nodded with satisfaction, waved his hand, and Dao Tong held a big box.

"I announce, the sect is bigger~ begins!"

In the cheers of everyone, Ma Yu reached out and took out two lists from the box, looked at them fixedly, and then read: "Yu Zhicheng vs. Liu Zhixuan! ”

The two third-generation disciples walked out slowly, saluted the seven sons of Quanzhen in turn, and then put on a posture, ready to fight.

Ma Yu stroked his beard and said loudly: "Let's start!"

The two of them moved at the same time, the long sword in their hands was unsheathed, the tip of the sword hung low, and their bodies leaned slightly, each using a style of true swordsmanship on each other!

Youfeng Laiyi is the weakest of the Quanzhen swordsmanship, because its posture resembles a salute, so it is used as a starting hand style for internal sparring, in order to show the harmony of the same door.

After the end of the ceremony, the two of them fought together, their internal strength is comparable, and they practice all true swordsmanship, plus they practice swords together on weekdays, and they are very familiar with each other, and this kind of competition should not be less fought, I saw that the sword shadows of these two people flickered, and the body was light and agile, and you came and went to fight quite ......

Su Yi looked at it carefully for a moment and turned his head away disdainfully.

And Ma Yu and the others also showed dissatisfied eyes, these two people's swordsmanship is beautiful at first glance, but unfortunately the action is flashy, not to mention the power given up in order to pursue gorgeousness, and even some of the sword moves have been slightly changed, looking a lot more chic, but the power has also weakened a lot, typical two eyes and masters.

After about a stick of incense, Yu Zhicheng finally narrowly defeated Liu Zhixuan with one move and won the victory!

Facing Yu Zhicheng, who saluted him with excitement, Ma Yu shook his head and sighed: "Zhicheng, you have a very good understanding, and you have made great progress over the years, but you have neglected the way of martial arts, you must be down-to-earth, step by step, and now you pay too much attention to chic and neat, ignoring the essence of swordsmanship, if you abandon those flashy things, this competition, you should have won more easily!"

A spicy comment just cut to the point, and Yu Zhicheng was sweating profusely, bowed down and said: "Disciple, thank you for the teachings of the teacher, and I will never dare to do it again in the future!"

After saying that, he bowed and retreated.

Ma Yu said again: "In this competition, Yu Zhicheng wins! In the next game, Zhao Zhijing vs. Liu Zhiyi!"

Su Yi suddenly looked shocked, stabbed Yin Zhiping, and said in a low voice: "It's time to get to him so soon, just to see how his strength is better than yours." ”

Yin Zhiping shook his head and said in the same low voice: "I can't see it, this Liu Zhiyi is Zhao Zhijing's junior brother, and he has always been the only one who is looking at him, and this competition is just a formality." ”

Sure enough, Yin Zhiping's words were not true, after the two came on the field, but after fighting for a while, Zhao Zhijing didn't even have his sword unsheathed, so he easily defeated Liu Zhiyi.

Su Yi couldn't help pouting, "The fights are so fake, you can't even act, Senior Brother Yin, you have been pressed by such a teasing comparison for a few years, it's really useless." ”

Yin Zhiping rolled his eyes with a blow from his words, and said in his heart, "There are so many of them, what can I do?

After a few more comparisons, the people on the field were all the same people that Su Yi had never seen, and the martial arts were really not very high, and Su Yi yawned straight at the sight, and the six sons of Quanzhen who were sitting were also busy with their own tea, some took care of themselves with a cup of tea, some closed their eyes and recuperated, and the only female elder was quiet and scattered, and she had already whispered to the female disciples standing behind.

"Next, Yin Zhiping vs. Wang Zhiyuan!"

Su Yi's confused spirit suddenly lifted.

Yin Zhiping said in an ugly voice: "This Wang Zhiyuan is also Zhao Zhijing's junior brother, this guy will definitely try his best to consume my body, the reason why I can't beat Zhao Zhijing in the past is because I spent too much body and internal force in advance." ”

After speaking, he smacked his lips in dissatisfaction and walked forward slowly.

After the two saluted each other, Wang Zhiyuan really shouted as if he had been beaten with chicken blood, stepped on his steps, and attacked Yin Zhiping directly.

Yin Zhiping's scabbard was slightly raised, and he blocked the sword stabbed by the opponent, and the long sword roared lightly, and the sheath slashed the opponent's hem.

Wang Zhiyuan saw that Yin Zhiping was attacking, and hurriedly collected his sword to defend, and the all-true swordsmanship was unfolded, splashing the water that he was protecting himself, looking like he did not seek merit, but sought no fault.

Facing Wang Zhiyuan, who was defending to the death, Yin Zhiping was like a mouse biting a turtle, with nowhere to put his mouth, and after fighting two pillars of incense, he found a vacancy, put Wang Zhiyuan down with one move, and then took a breath and stood in place, at this time his forehead was already covered with beads of sweat.

Ma Yu nodded approvingly, and said loudly: "Yin Zhi wins!"

Yin Zhiping walked down slowly, and whispered to Su Yi: "A small half of these people are Zhao Zhijing's junior disciples, and in every big competition, most of the opponents I met were among them, so when I met Zhao Zhijing, I was already tired and exhausted, and I couldn't use all my strength at all, so I naturally lost lightly, but this year there is one more you, I hope I have good luck and can let you help me share some opponents, okay, don't say much, I'm going to take advantage of the air to recover." ”

After speaking, Yin Zhiping closed his eyes and began to slowly regain his body.

"Next game, Gao Zhili vs. Lu Zhiyao!"

"Next, Liang Zhihua vs. Chen Zhipeng!"

"Next game, Sun Zhijie vs. Zhou Zhirong!"

"In the next game, Li Zhibin vs. Liu Zhi!"

As the sun gradually goes west, the number of eliminated people is gradually increasing, the rules of the big competition are very simple, and it is not like the future generations still have any repechage matches and the like, if you lose, you will be eliminated, and the victory will be considered a promotion, and half of the number of people will be eliminated each time, until there are only four people left!

Soon, the first big competition will come to an end.

Ma Yu took out the piece of paper from the box and read aloud: "Next, Yang Kang will ...... Huh?"

He stretched out his hand and groped in the carton for a moment, then with a surprised and speechless wry smile on his face, he said helplessly: "Yang Kang, bye, automatic promotion!"

"Huh???!!!"

A neat exclamation sounded, and hundreds of sounds even caused resonance, shaking people's ears numbly, even more deafening than Ma Yu's voice before the competition.

And Qiu Chuji, who was sipping tea, also squirted out a mouthful of tea, and couldn't help coughing again and again.

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