In a blink of an eye, on the day of the Chengzi disciple competition, Lu Fenfang came to Dongyang Daoist Academy early to help the senior brothers arrange the martial arts field. Cheng Ling also came very early, and when he saw Lu Fenfang here, he was very strange in his heart: "Lu Fenfang? What are you doing here? ”

Lu Fenfang was setting up the table and chairs, turned around and saw Cheng Ling, and said with a smile: "Hello Senior Sister Yang, it was Uncle Xiao who asked me to help." ”

"What?" Cheng Ling heard the words "Little Uncle", his face turned pale and turned iron-blue, "Lu Fenfang, did you ignore what I said the day before yesterday?" ”

"Hehe, if I don't follow Senior Sister Yang's wishes, Senior Sister will unload my limbs; But if I don't follow Uncle Xiao's orders, Uncle Xiao won't be able to tolerate me. Senior sister, what do you think I should do? ”

Lu Fenfang deliberately made an innocent and pitiful appearance, hating Cheng Ling's teeth itching, and raised his hand to beat Lu Fenfang. Fragrance didn't dodge or dodge, but went up, gently helped Cheng Ling's wrist and said, "Senior sister will compete in martial arts later, what's the point of wasting your strength here with me?" Everybody's looking at you. ”

"Hmph." Cheng Ling snorted angrily and shook off Lu Fenfang's hand, and sneered, "Lu Fenfang, if you have a kind, you will quickly draw your sword and compete with me, hiding behind a man, what kind of hero!" ”

Lu Fenfang knew that Cheng Ling was provoking her, so she was not angry and said, "What's the use of Senior Sister beating me?" Later, it is only serious to compete with other brothers and sisters. ”

The two broke up unhappily. As soon as they arrived, Wu Yingshao, Zhu Yingchuan, and Wang Yingqian arrived at the martial arts arena. Wu Yingshao hindered her identity as the chief examiner, and there were his two senior brothers next to her, so she didn't dare to talk to Lu Fenfang frivolously, so she only lightly asked her to sit next to the examiner's seat and explain the key points she would record later.

The Chengzi generation is all the disciples of Xia Yingqiao, the mighty elder of Renwei Palace, Xia Yingqiao has been busy discussing other important matters of the sect recently, so he handed over the matter of testing the martial arts of his disciples to his most trusted junior brother Wu Yingshao.

Wu Yingshao has just turned 20 years old this year, but his cultivation is second only to the three Ying elders among the disciples of the English generation, and although the deputy examiners next to him are more than ten years older than him, their cultivation is also inferior to him. Even so, Wu Yingshao still had great respect for his two senior brothers, and he had to ask for their opinions in every game before ordering the disciples to go down to the competition.

Lu Fenfang was confused and watched the two competitions, only to see the figure of the disciple who was fighting smartly, and the palm technique changed, she didn't understand the mental skills, and she couldn't see other famous halls. While the two deputy examiners were discussing, Wu Yingshao suddenly leaned over and whispered to Lu Fenfang: "I heard that the disciples of the Chengzi generation are teaching you to practice?" ”

"Yes." Lu Fenfang replied.

"Hehe, what can these kids teach you. I'll teach you. The corners of Wu Yingshao's lips hooked slightly, and his smile seemed to force Lu Fenfang to the sea of fire at the tip of the knife, which was extremely tormenting. This sea of fire at the tip of the knife is the jealous gaze of dozens of female disciples sitting on the side of the competition venue.

"I'm dull in qualifications, and I don't dare to bother my little uncle." Lu Fenfang sat up straight and handed the thing that had just been written to Wu Yingshao's face, "Uncle Xiao, I remember just now, right?" ”

Wu Yingshao frowned and pressed the paper and said: "Fang Cai's skills are all sparse, almost blinding my eyes, don't remember it." By the way, who taught you kung fu and what did you teach you on weekdays? ”

"It's Yang Chengling and Qu Chengdong. Only standing piles were taught. Lu Fenfang replied truthfully.

Wu Yingshao said "oh", and then said to the audience: "Please Yang Chengling and Qu Chengdong, the two nephews and nephews, let's compete!" ”

Cheng Ling and Cheng Dong didn't expect to be called so soon, so they came to the field to salute first, looked up and saw Wu Yingshao was full of peach blossoms, and then when they saw Lu Xiangxiang, their faces were full of clouds.

"What have the two nephews been studying lately?" Wu Yingshao asked.

"Uncle Hui, Senior Sister Chengdong and I have been practicing the Momei Sword Technique recently, and we have learned the forty-eight styles." Cheng Ling Xinxin said.

Wu Yingshao nodded and said, "Okay, the Momei Sword Technique is suitable for women's cultivation, and the two of you have mastered all the moves at the seventh level of Qi training, so it can be seen that your understanding is good." And the moth eyebrow sword will be dismantled to me. ”

Hearing Wu Yingshao's praise, the two sisters Chengling and Chengdong were overjoyed, saluted each other and humbly asked for advice, then drew their swords and fought impatiently.

Cheng Ling's hand is like a three-spring willow, the step is like the wind swinging the lotus leaf, the jade girl is lotus, the shape is fluttering and blurry, pulling and standing, sinking and hair, floating and walking, and sure enough, he has practiced the moth eyebrow swordsmanship very skillfully. Lu Fenfang couldn't help but praise: "Senior Sister Yang's swordsmanship is so beautiful. ”

Wu Yingshao said indifferently: "The soft is the foundation of the rigid, the use of the rigid is soft, if you want to be extremely rigid, you must be extremely soft, and the foundation of the moth eyebrows is also transmitted." Cheng Ling's body is quite light, and it depends on how she moves. ”

Lu Fenfang can't imagine that Cheng Ling, who looks like a tiger and bear's waist, and speaks loudly and magnificently on weekdays, dances his sword and wrist is like an embroidery girl threading a needle, and Xiucai's pen is as tactful as a dragon and snake. Lu Fenfang saw that Cheng Ling's sword speed suddenly became faster, and said softly: "Hey, is Senior Sister Cheng Ling going to change her moves?" ”

Cheng Ling stabbed straight forward with a sword, but if there was a thunderous force, he was still blocked by Cheng Dong's sword. Wu Yingshao smiled: "You have good eyesight. Moth Mei Sword pays attention to the outer pine and the inner cohesion is fluttering and light, if it is if it is far away, if it is true, the hand will hit people from where it is, and the lightning is not enough to cover the ears. Cheng Ling is loose on the outside and loose on the inside, and the cohesive is full on the outside, so he naturally can't hide the enemy when he wants to shoot. ”

Cheng Ling's next three moves were really broken by Cheng Dong, and her sword became more and more urgent and fierce, where was there still half a point of Huang Ying wearing Liu Yunu's state of withdrawing. The two swords struck in one place, and sparks flew everywhere, and Cheng Dong's tiger's mouth was already shaking blood.

"I heard that Taisu Palace's mental method is good at qi cultivation, why are these two senior sisters both sword cultivators?" Lu Fenfang asked.

"They are only in the stage of qi cultivation now, where can they get any cultivation, but they can only practice swordsmanship to refine and refine qi." Wu Yingshao couldn't help sighing and said, "The shape is broken, the momentum is stopped, Chengling loses!" ”

In fact, Cheng Ling's swordsmanship may not be weaker than Cheng Dong, just because Wu Yingshao was in front of her and she was anxious to show her feelings, but during this period, she saw that he and Lu Fenfang were frequently whispering quite affectionately, and she was already irritable in her heart, and she just wanted to beat Cheng Dong and let her breath out on her. The more she thought about it, the less she could win.

Cheng Ling's sword moves were so chaotic that Wu Yingshao saw that his eyes hurt, and he only hoped that Cheng Dong would win quickly, so he simply shouted the Emei sword song and said: "Emei swordsmanship is wonderful, and the remnant rainbow is a good thing." The body is like a warbler piercing the willows, and the sword is like chasing the soul without leaving people. Extraordinary skills want to sing and dance, it should be a strange preaching and truth. You only need to play half a hand to win or lose, even if you are a Yue girl, you will lose your soul! ”

In the field, Chengling listened to the song, and said that it was Wu Yingshao who cheered her on and calmed herself. Zhu Yingchuan next to him saw that Cheng Ling's hand holding the sword was shaking, so he said to Wu Yingshao: "Senior Brother Wu, you don't know if you win or lose this game." ”

Wu Yingshao nodded and asked, "Do you two have to compete again?" ”

"Of course it's better, why not?" Cheng Ling raised his arm to wipe the sweat from the corner of his forehead, "Please come and teach Senior Sister Chengdong again!" ”

Cheng Dong didn't want to fight, but Cheng Ling pounced again, and the shot was even more terrifying than Fang Cai. Seeing this, Lu Fenfang suddenly said softly to Wu Yingshao: "Little uncle, your name needs to be written on this invigilation record, I don't know what three words your name is, how to write it?" ”

Wu Yingshao took the pen with a smile and wrote the three words "Wu Yingshao" on the album, so that he could write the book with one hand. Lu Fenfang secretly copied Wu Yingshao's handwriting on straw paper, wrote a few, and wrote it again in regular script and thin gold.

Wu Yingshao squinted at Lu Fenfang's move, and felt very cute, and didn't have the heart to watch the two girls in the field fight wildly, and whispered to Lu Fenfang: "What font do you have?" ”

Lu Fenfang pouted: "Do you think that I am a peasant girl and I don't know a few words?" I'll do more! So the rice body, the face body, the willow body, and the seal script were written one after another. Wu Yingshao couldn't help but laugh and said, "It's so rusty to write!" You're new to learning, aren't you? And the word 'martial' in this big seal is obviously written incorrectly! ”

Lu Fenfang glanced at Wu Yingshao and disagreed. Wu Yingshao said: "If you don't believe me, I'll write a right one for you." Lu Fenfang pushed his hand away and said: "You have been cultivating in the mountains since you were a child, and you have never taken the Xiucai exam, why did you write it correctly and I wrote it incorrectly?" ”

Wu Yingshao was helpless, so he only handed Lu Fenfang the tokens that he used to pass in and out of the peaks and courtyards of Taisu Palace and said, "I don't believe you can see for yourself." ”

Lu Fenfang took the token that still contained Wu Yingshao's body temperature, stared at the token for a long time, glanced at Wu Yingshao with a red face, and practiced writing according to the big seal font on the token.

Wu Yingshao practiced calligraphy by her, looking at her for a while and watching the field for a while, looking at her with a warm smile, but looking at the field with a more and more dignified expression. Next to him, Zhu Yingchuan and Wang Yingqian were also sitting in danger, looking awe-inspiring. Wang Yingqian said: "Why is the nephew of the Yang master getting more and more ruthless? Her face was flushed, what the hell was going on? ”

"Isn't it poisoned?" Zhu Yingchuan stood up. Wu Yingshao saw Cheng Ling's move forcing Cheng Dong's vital point, and shouted sharply: "Cheng Ling, stop quickly, the competition is over here!" ”

Cheng Ling turned a deaf ear and slashed at Cheng Dong left and right like crazy, but Cheng Dong avoided her everywhere. The disciples watching the battle on the sidelines were in an uproar, and some disciples who had been friends with Cheng Dong stepped forward with their swords and wanted to help.

"All the disciples stand down!" Wu Yingshao jumped up and jumped into the field, and Cheng Ling's sword had already raised the fire to burn the heavens, and seeing that the sword body was about to surround Cheng Dong!

When the disciples were screaming, Wu Yingshao swept into the formation like a crane shadow in the clear sky, and his sword fingers were like dragonflies gently sweeping over the sword body of Chengling that ignited the fire, and its sound was like pressing the strings, like night rain entering the pond, and the morning breeze swept the clouds. The relentless flames swam into Wu Yingshao's fingertips like a river into the sea, sucking into his body, and even the smell of burning wood disappeared.

Wu Yingshao is worthy of being a genius of the fire and earth twin spirit roots, and this move shocked the audience into silence. Lu Fenfang was also stunned, and couldn't help but think, if her water system Heavenly Spirit Root was still there, what should she do when she cultivated?

The sword in Cheng Ling's hand was wiped by Wu Yingshao, and it was shattered into thousands of pieces and sprinkled on the ground. Qu Chengdong was shocked, and saluted Wu Yingshao in a panic: "Thank you Uncle for coming to the rescue." ”

Wu Yingshao ignored Cheng Dong, grabbed Cheng Ling's wrist and took the pulse, frowned and said: "It seems to be poisoned, Senior Brother Zhu and Senior Brother Wang, let's send her to Gufeng together, and ask Senior Brother Wei for treatment!" ”

Cheng Ling was pulled by Wu Yingshao, but he was still trembling, and his eyes were bloodshot. Lu Fenfang stepped forward and said with concern: "Senior Sister Yang, it doesn't matter to you, right? ”

Cheng Ling was a little calm, and when he saw Lu Fenfang, his eyes seemed to be spewing fire. She threw herself on Lu Fenfang like a madwoman: "Lu Fenfang, you traitor!" You're the one who hurt me! ”