Fan Xiaoer and Lan Yu walked out of the room hand in hand, and saw that the courtyard was already lively, Fan Zhong led dozens of disciples to practice, although they were in Wudang, and they never stopped practicing for a day, Fan Xiaoer couldn't help but nodded, he could see that the rules of the Holy Hand Gate were strict, and the overall strength should not be underestimated. Fan Xiaoer looked around for a week and didn't find Fan Xiaorong and Fan Yuqing, so he stepped forward to ask Fan Zhong, and the answer he got was that the two went with Fan Ren to participate in the draw of the top 12.

The draw ceremony for the top 12 is not public, and the results of the draw are just a list announcement, far less extravagant than the draw ceremony two days ago. Forty-seven martial arts gangs, after all, there are only a few who can finally enter the top twelve, in order to stabilize their feelings, firmly tie them together, before the martial arts alliance leader has really been decided, before the martial arts supreme gang is really elected, it is still necessary to keep a low profile, because after all, martial arts have been loose for decades, who is convinced whom? In the past, there was a saying that "Shaolin is admired in the north and Wudang is respected in the south", but in today's high-speed development of science and technology civilization, people's reverence for Shaolin Wudang is probably more only superficial, otherwise no one will plot to elect the leader of the alliance in the form of a competition and order the entire martial arts.

Fan Xiaoer figured this out, immediately relieved, and led Lan Yu to say goodbye to Fan Zhong, and at this time, suddenly a senior brother missed a little junior brother and rushed towards Fan Xiaoer, Fan Xiaoer instinctively let go of Lan Yu, gently raised his hand to, and held the junior brother in his hand, Fan Zhong's eyes lit up, his face gradually became gloomy, and he stared straight at Fan Xiaoer.

Fan Xiaoer felt bad, and immediately put the little junior brother down, pulled up the blue rain, and said to Fan Zhong: "Senior uncle, we still have something to do, let's go first." ”

"Wait!" Fan Zhong blocked the two of them and said, "Xiao Er is very skilled, Uncle Shi is clumsy, I don't know what move you used just now?" It doesn't seem to be my Holy Hand Gate's kung fu, right? ”

"This ......" Fan Xiaoer instinctively made a move just now, what move could he speak of, it was just to use Feng Jue's fighting spirit to easily save people, so he didn't know how to answer for a while.

"Uncle Shi, this trick my husband used just now is my Lan family's heirloom - Ben Thunder Hand, he just learned it not long ago, so Uncle Shi, you can see it." Lan Yu stood up to help Fan Xiaoer clear the siege.

"Oh? Is your family a martial arts family? Fan Zhong pondered: "The Lan family? How come I've never heard of it? ”

"Hehe, although there are not many martial arts families in China, they are not small, how can Uncle Shi know them one by one?" Lan Yu's eyes rolled and said perfunctorily.

"Well, the second child has such attainments at the beginning of his school, it seems that this 'Thunder Runner' is extraordinary, I wonder if I can see its true power?" Fan Zhong couldn't allow Lan Yu to refuse, turned to the disciples who came around, pointed to the second senior brother and said, "Fan Ming, you come to ask Miss Lan for advice, remember, it's over." ”

"Yes, Master." The second senior brother Fan Ming stepped forward and hugged his fist to Lan Yu and said, "Please give me more advice." ”

Lan Yu rode the tiger hard, looked at Fan Xiaoer, Fan Xiaoer nodded to Lan Yu slightly, his eyes were resolute, his meaning was very clear, either he didn't make a move, he would knock the mountain and shake the tiger if he made a move, and give everyone a dismount. Fan Xiaoer is so confident in Lan Yu because he has seen Lan Yu fight with the security guards of the Dragon Group in Changhu, and with the strength of the Dragon Group, he has never taken advantage of her, it is conceivable that this Lei Yinmen Lady's skills are by no means as weak as her appearance.

Lan Yu received Fan Xiaoer's instructions, took a step forward, and saluted back: "Please be merciful to the second senior brother." ”

"Offended!" After Fan Ming finished speaking, he jumped up and shot straight at the blue rain, which was as fast as a meteor.

Lan Yu looked confident, standing there quietly without moving, seeing that Fan Zhe was about to attack, all the disciples exclaimed, they didn't understand why this Lan Yu was so fearless, and couldn't help but pinch a cold sweat for her. When Fan Ming was only a foot away from him, Lan Yu suddenly made a move, not a punch, not a palm, but a gentle, and then held that Fan Ming in his hand, just like Fan Xiaoer just shot to save the little junior brother.

Fan Xiaoer saw this and smiled slightly. This girl has good intentions, in order to cover up my unique skills, and prove that the martial arts she taught to save the little junior brother just now were the ones she taught, and she actually held Na Fan Ming in her hand according to the gourd painting scoop. When the disciples saw that the second senior brother was intercepted by Lan Yu so lightly, they couldn't help but be shocked, thinking that this thunder hand was really powerful, while Fan Zhong had a solemn face.

Fan Ming was held in the air by Lan Yu, angry and annoyed, and fiercely hit a palm of the holy hand eighteen touches, Lan Yu did not take it hard, and threw him out, Fan Ming flashed, and disappeared, and moved behind Lan Yu in an instant, and split it with his palm, but before the palm was solid, Fan Ming suddenly felt a shock in his palm, and he lost consciousness, he was surprised and inexplicable, and he was at a loss. Everyone was surprised by Fan Ming's expression, and Fan Zhong was also puzzled, such a great opportunity, why didn't he Fan Ming take advantage of the victory to pursue it? The suffering is only known to Fan Ming, doesn't he want to win with one blow? He is now more than willing but not enough, he can't get that hand at all.

"Second Senior Brother, it's time to finish, right?" Lan Yu turned around with a smile, patted it gently, and there was a thunderous sound, and Fan Zhe fell to the ground and fainted.

Quiet, very quiet, everyone watched in horror as Fan Zhe fell without any resistance, and it took a long time to react and pounce on Fan Zhe in surprise. Fan Zhong looked at Lan Yu lightly, his expression was complicated, Lan Yu nodded to him, and said, "Senior Uncle, Second Senior Brother is fine, he was just stunned by my Thunder Runner, and he will wake up after a short rest." ”

After speaking, he ignored everyone's strange gazes, and led Fan Xiaoer out of the courtyard in full view of everyone. Far away, Lan Yu patted his chest and asked Fan Xiaoer nervously: "Husband, there is nothing wrong with my cousin, right?" ”

"Hehe, it's not just no problem, it's just a perfect performance." Fan Xiaoer said with a smile: "I think the Holy Hand Gate will be impressed by us from now on and treat each other with courtesy." ”

"Actually, I'm so nervous, this old guy Fan Zhong is cunning and cunning, I've always been worried that he will interfere halfway, if he comes to tempt, I can't resist it no matter what." Lan Yu said with palpitations.

"Hehe, Ben Thunder is good at hand-to-hand combat, once someone enters your attack range, I'm afraid it's hard for anyone to be spared, right? Even if he Fan Zhong personally took action, I don't think he would take advantage of anything. Fan Xiaoer hit the nail on the head and said the advantages of the thunder hand, which surprised Lan Yu.

"Don't look at me like this, don't forget, I'm the young master of the ancient Yin clan, and I naturally have some understanding of the martial arts of the various hidden sects under my control." Fan Xiaoer said: "The four hidden doors of the ancient Yin clan's 'wind, rain, thunder and lightning' have different martial arts, such as the wind and rain doors are good at long-distance attacks, the stunt of the wind and the hidden door is called 'wind and cloud movement', and the stunt of the rain hidden door is called 'ice and rain arrow'......;

Fan Xiaoer said "lightning drill", suddenly stopped, he suddenly remembered that Xu Shuainan would also use this "lightning drill", just during the military training of the Public Security University, he used this trick to attack Zhan Yong, judging from the situation at the time, his mastery of the lightning drill was not very skilled, despite this, Fan Xiaoer could be sure that Xu Shuainan would indeed make this stunt of the electric hidden door, so where did he learn it? What does he have to do with the electric hidden door? It seems that this brother of his own, there are still too many secrets to be discovered.

Fan Xiaoer thought of Xu Shuainan, and couldn't help but feel a heartache, he didn't want Xu Shuainan to go to the opposite side with him anyway, if there was really such a day, Fan Xiaoer really didn't know how to deal with it.

"Husband, what's wrong with you?" Lan Yu saw that Fan Xiaoer's face gradually became gloomy and asked.

"Huh? Oh, I'm fine. Fan Xiaoer smiled faintly and said, "Let's go, let's walk around." ”

Fan Xiaoer led Lan Yu to visit various scenic spots in Wudang Mountain, Lan Yu was very happy, and took out his mobile phone to take pictures from time to time, perhaps under the influence of Lan Yu, Fan Xiaoer's mood was slowly cheerful, and he no longer thought about Xu Shuainan. The two of them giggled and had a lot of fun. Climbed over a hill again, and saw a lush bamboo forest, very quiet, there were no tourists, Fan Xiaoer and Lan Yu leaned on the thick bamboo pole to rest, and chatted with each other.

A person came from afar, a monk, judging from his movement of walking like the wind, Fan Xiaoer could judge that this person's martial arts were not weak, and then looking at the appearance of that person, Fan Xiaoer was stunned for a moment, because he knew this person, it was the Shaolin abbot Master Shanyuan. Seeing him, Fan Xiaoer suddenly remembered that he had come to Wudang Mountain these days, this was the first time he had seen him, even at the lottery ceremony two days ago, Fan Xiaoer had never seen Lonely Yuan on the rostrum, but today he met here, which made Fan Xiaoer inevitably curious.

Silent Yuan approached and gently glanced at Fan Xiaoer and Lan Yu, Fan Xiaoer also looked at him quietly, and found that the smile on his face was still the same, but it was a little stranger than when they first met. The two of them nodded slightly, then staggered over, took two steps, suddenly stopped, looked back, smiled and folded his hands, and said, "Amitabha, little donor, have we met somewhere?" ”

Fan Xiaoer left the bamboo pole, bowed down and said with a smile: "The kid first came to Wudang Mountain, how did he meet the master?" ”

"Oh? The poor monk shouldn't have seen a small benefactor in Wudang Mountain......"

"Then it's even more impossible, I'm Fan Xiaoer, a registered disciple of the Holy Hand Sect, and I work at home on weekdays, and this is the first time I've gone out with my master." Fan Xiaoer grabbed the white road.

"Really? It seems that the poor monk recognized the wrong person. Silent Yuan asked, "Is the little benefactor's mentor mortal?" ”

"Exactly, the master knows my master?" Fan Xiaoer is honest and honest.

"Of course I know, to be precise, Fan Lao is still the predecessor of the poor monk, and he has a deep relationship with my teacher." Silent Yuan said.

"The master's mentor is-" Fan Xiaoer deliberately looked shocked, of course he knew that the master of the Lonely Yuan was the "Living Immortal" unknown master.

"The nameless master is the teacher of the poor monks."

"The Nameless Master? Why haven't I heard Master mention it? However, Shaolin Abbot Master Lonely Yuan is often mentioned by my master. Fan Xiaoer said deliberately.

"Amitabha, the poor monk is a lonely circle, how dare Lao Fan's predecessors worry?" Silent Yuan said: "Please say hello to all the seniors on behalf of the poor monk, and the poor monk will say goodbye." ”

Fan Xiaoer watched the lonely circle go away, his brows gradually wrinkled, in this contest between temptation and counter-temptation, Fan Xiaoer faintly felt that this lonely circle was more profound than when he saw it in the Shaolin Temple, and his city government also went further, so that he had no reason for a burst of weakness, Fan Xiaoer just hoped that he didn't see any clues, otherwise it would be a big trouble.

Fan Xiaoer leaned back on the bamboo pole and closed his eyes to remember if there was any flaw just now. Lan Yu saw that Fan Xiaoer closed his eyes and pondered, and he didn't dare to disturb, just lying quietly beside him and accompanying him.

After a long time, Lan Yu suddenly stabbed Fan Xiaoer with his arm, Fan Xiaoer opened his eyes, followed her gaze, and found that Huashan Gongzi was coming towards this side, where could he see a trace of being seriously injured by the senior sister in the ring yesterday.

Hao Shaowen walked in front of the two, and he didn't even look at Fan Xiaoer, he didn't look at Fan Xiaoer, a peasant, and it was reasonable, but he couldn't even say it without even looking at the big beauty Lan Yu next to Fan Xiaoer, this is not like his Hao Shaowen's manly nature at all, right?

"Hao Gongzi, please stay!"

Fan Xiaoer suddenly spoke, but Hao Gongzi didn't buy it and continued to move forward.

"Holy Hand Sect Fan Xiaoer thanks Hao Gongzi for showing mercy to his men in the ring yesterday." Fan Xiaoer said slowly.

Hao Shaowen finally stopped, turned his back to Fan Xiaoer, and said, "Why do you need to say this? I, Hao Shao, am not as good as others in terms of literary skills, and I am willing to bow down. ”

"How could the famous 'Dugu Nine Swords' be so easy to defeat? If in the ring yesterday, when my senior sister flashed behind you, Hao Gongzi used a 360-degree hanging sword to slash, I'm afraid the ending would not be like this, right? Fan Xiaoer smiled and said, "Hao Gongzi can't bear to hurt my senior sister by destroying flowers with his hot hands, or did you not plan to win in the first place?" ”

Hao Shaowen turned his head and looked directly at Fan Xiaoer, his eyes were sharp, Fan Xiaoer did not give an inch, and confronted him-for-tat. After a long time, Hao Shaowen laughed and asked, "Do you think that among the two points you said, do you belong to the former or the latter?" ”

"The latter, and only the latter, can explain why you stirred up a scuffle in the No. 3 ring in Zone B as soon as you came on stage, and only the latter can explain why you repeatedly provoked my Holy Hand Gate with words and provoked my senior sister to attack you, or the latter, causing you to show mercy when you were in the hands of the victory, and were defeated by my senior sister with one palm......"

"Since you have analyzed the Tao, then you, why did I deliberately release water?" Hao Shaowen looked at Fan Xiaoer with interest and said.

"You deliberately lost because you didn't want to represent the Huashan faction, or rather, you didn't want to represent your father......"

"Who sued you?" Hao Shaowen's face suddenly changed, staring at Fan Xiaoer gloomily.

"Huh, what? Did I say yes? Fan Xiaoer sneered.

"Ignorant boy, you know a fart." Hao Shaowen gritted his teeth and said.

"Hey, why are you swearing?" Lan Yu jumped up from the bamboo pole and glared angrily.

"Swearing? Hmph, I scolded him to tell him not to be smart. Hao Shaowen said angrily: "It's still light for this son to scold him, if it was before, I would have split him." ”

"Oh? Do you think you have what it takes to fight me? Fan Xiaoer said disdainfully: "Don't think that you will be invincible in the world if you know what 'Dugu Nine Swords'." ”

"Hehe, I thought I Hao Shaowen was crazy enough, but I didn't expect you to be more arrogant than me." Hao Shaowen sneered.

"What, you think I'm talking big?" Fan Xiaoer looked at Hao Shaowen: "Why don't we make a bet, if you can't pass my three moves, you will be the only one in the future, how about it?" ”

"Okay, since you want to find death, then I will fulfill you." Hao Shaowen stammered, pulling out the heavy sword on his back.

"Hey, you haven't said your bet yet? If you win, what do you need my husband to do? Lan Yu interjected.

"You say a dead man, what else do I expect him to do for me?" Hao Shaowen shouted.

"Good spirit, let's make a move." Fan Xiaoer said.

"I don't kill the defenseless, show your weapons......"

"When have you ever seen a Saint Hand Sect use a weapon? Little Er, I'll knock you down like I was barehanded. ”

As soon as Hao Shaowen heard this, he jumped like thunder, and as soon as he stomped his feet, he spun at high speed like a bullet out of the chamber and shot straight towards Fan Xiaoer. Lan Yu This is the first time she has seen Fan Xiaoer fight with someone, but she didn't expect that this first time she was stunned, she couldn't imagine that the young master of the ancient Yin clan would be assassinated by others, without any intention of dodging, Lan Yu wanted to help stop Hao Shaowen, but his speed was amazingly fast, and she could only watch him kill her fiancé.

With a "bang", the sword stopped, and it couldn't be pierced at a distance of only an inch from Fan Xiaoer's body, Hao Shaowen's body was stuck in the air, with a shocked face, it was too unbelievable, Dugu Jiujian had not been blocked by anyone like this. Hao Shaowen saw that Fan Xiaoer was laughing, and he was in a cold sweat. Lan Yu covered her mouth and looked at the scene in front of her in disbelief, her mind blank.

Fan Xiaoer raised his hand and waved it gently at Hao Shaowen, very slowly, Hao Shaowen saw it clearly, but he couldn't dodge, and let his palm hit his wrist joint, and then he felt a numbness in his palm, and the heavy sword he held tightly fell into Fan Xiaoer's hand, and he fell to the ground hard.

After a long time, Hao Shaowen didn't get up from the ground, Fan Xiaoer went over to help him up, patted off the dirt on his body, handed over the sword, just smiled, turned around and pulled up Lan Yu, who was standing on the side, and left.

"Who are you?" Hao Shaowen suddenly came to his senses, chased after him and asked.

"Didn't I sue you? I am Fan Xiaoer of the Holy Hand Gate. Fan Xiaoer replied with a smile.

"But the martial arts you just used ......"

"The move to snatch your heavy sword is the eighteen touches of the Holy Hand, and the move to block your heavy sword is the unique internal skill of the Holy Hand." What kind of unique internal skill, it is obviously the wind shield, and the move to grab the sword is indeed the eighteen touches of the holy hand, but it is infused with the wind and fighting spirit, how can Fan Xiaoer tell him the truth?

"No, it can't be!" Hao Shaowen took two steps back and muttered.

Fan Xiaoer shrugged: "If you don't believe it, I can't help it." ”

Hao Shaowen looked at Fan Xiaoer, knelt down suddenly, and said respectfully: "Huashan Hao Shaowen is willing to bow to the wind, from this moment on, I will obey my orders." ”

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