Beyond the Qingyun Peaks, the Sword Pavilion hangs alone on a lake, and the cranes on the tidal flats gracefully comb their feathers, or stand on one foot, or skim over the low weeds. The sky after the rain is like a piece of blue velvet, with cirrillary clouds skillfully embroidered with silk threads, the sun disappears from time to time, and the mountains are filled with the moistness and freshness after the rain.

As a disciple of the "organizer", Fusu got up early to freshen up and change clothes, the male disciples wore green clothes, the female disciples reported the color with Zhu, and the teachers were all in pale robes and red crowns, if you don't look closely, it really looks like countless immortals and gods are gathering in the mountains. After the sect leader of the Chengyun Sect, Qingfeng Zhenren, led the disciples to greet the visitors, he announced the list, and the duel table was jointly selected by the representatives of the four major sects and small sects, divided into four groups of heaven and earth Xuanhuang, which did not represent strength, but just for the sake of good distinction.

As soon as the bell rang at the top of the Sword Pavilion, the "qualifying round" began, and the disciples of the "organizer" did not have any preferential treatment, so they had to start playing round by round from the qualifying round. The opponent of the first round of Fusu is a loose cultivator, according to the roster, this casual cultivator is cultivating the fire sword intent, and the streamer is complaining to her opponent: "If you are still in the first realm of sword intent, don't come out and be embarrassed, although Fusu can't be cultivated, the sword intent can barely see people." What's more, hurry up and make him admit defeat, I don't want to slash around stupidly with his burning stick. It's certainly not a shame, but I think it's a shame. ”

Fu Su flicked the sword body of the streamer to make it quieter, and said to it in his thoughts: "Streamer, if you are always so arrogant and look down on people, I can only abandon you, because for me, every opponent deserves respect and needs to be taken seriously, because the opponent is not an enemy, and there is no need to be despised in terms of tactics and psychology." Daozong I has never seen any wind and waves, not also overturned the boat in the gutter, walking a lot at night will always meet ghosts, if a genius fails most likely from arrogance, not to mention that I am not a genius, what qualifications do I have to look down on people. ”

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The streamer stopped talking silently, it didn't think that Fusu was right, but that Fusu couldn't communicate. Think about it, it's still the master's domineering, what's wrong with the boat overturned in the gutter, next time it should be arrogant or arrogant, it should be domineering and domineering. It's going to be "so" again, so women are complicated, a sword cultivator wants to do so much, and if she doesn't agree with the sword, she will cut it, this is the attitude that sword cultivation should have.

If you want to cultivate the sword well, you should be as sharp and sharp as a sword.

That casual cultivation is only in the infancy stage, and it really can't be compared with Fusu, just like the streamer said, the light sword intent is not at the same level, how can it be compared. Fusu was red like fire, a sword broke through the air, and after a few faces, the scattered cultivation was defeated.

Seeing that the scattered cultivator was a little discouraged, Fu Su smiled at him kindly, and then floated away, handing over the jade talisman that had been confirmed by his opponent and represented victory. Fu Su didn't even ask Sanxiu's name, but she didn't know how she smiled, and turned around to see what kind of demeanor Sanxiu looked like - she had been hit by the streamer for a long time, and she didn't realize that she still had any charm, of course, she had also seen a peerless immortal like Sun Hongying, compared to others, she was a scum with negative combat effectiveness in terms of appearance.

After the first qualifying round, there are less than 1,500 people left, and there is one qualifying round in the morning, and the third, fourth, and fifth qualifying rounds will be played in the afternoon, for a total of five qualifying rounds. After five games, it will be calculated to make up exactly 100 people, divided into ten groups to determine each group, the first ten into the top ten, the first ten in twos and twos, the winner in the loser out, the most in the last to determine the ranking.

In the morning, Fusu passed with ease, but in the afternoon it was not the same at all. In the third round, there were only seven hundred and twenty-three people left, and the strength of the opponent had improved accordingly, and if the third round was relatively smooth, the fourth round would be simply fatal. That's all out of ten, Fusu is facing a disciple of a small sect in the area of Nanya Mountain, the name of the sect is relatively awkward, Fusu really can't say it for a while.

Although the sect is small and hard-boned, Fusu wonders if that person is also a cultivator of unyielding sword intent, the more he fights, the more he fights, the more he bursts out of new skills Youmuyou: "Streamer, I think you should go to him, he is definitely a good seedling to extinguish the sword intent." ”

"People with good talent are not in my consideration." In a clean sentence, it not only points out that people have good talents, but also stepped on the floating fringe by the way, and the realm of the streamer mouth is getting higher and higher.

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If it weren't for Fu Su being competing with people, he would definitely have a good chat with the streamer.

Seeing that most of the people had already gone to deliver the fourth round of jade talismans, more and more eyes stayed on their platform, and Fu Su had to take advantage of the sideways moment to collect the Canghai sword intent in an instant, and replace it with a persistent sword intent. Persistent sword intent is like a stubborn child, the head that wins is raised high to overturn people, and when he can't win, he will win even if he rolls all over the ground and his image is corrupted, anyway, he doesn't like to lose.

Although the streamer is afraid of unyielding, he is not afraid of persistence, he will obviously be killed, and those who are not afraid of death are more terrible than persistence in the eyes of the streamer.

"Strange sword intent." Outside the high platform, an elder of the Chengyun Sect looked at Lu Shangyuan Zhenren and asked, "When did this disciple of yours cultivate the sword intent, and what kind of sword intent is it?" ”

Shangyuan Zhenren was very proud, the disciple was in the limelight, and the master's face was also bright: "Persistence, according to the disciple's humble opinion, is obsessed with the idea of victory or defeat." ”

The elder touched his beard: "Yes, yes, there is a vague state of the sea, although it is hidden in it, it still has a majestic momentum, but it was born from the sword intent of the sea?" ”

Shangyuan Zhenren nodded, and the senior brothers and disciples all held envy and jealousy towards him, and Shangyuan Zhenren called a beautiful heart: "The words of the junior brothers are too much, so how can she stand it." ”

"Isn't that sword the Feihong you picked up like you picked up the rags that year, it looks pretty powerful."

"The second senior brother belongs to the kind of person who can pick up a piece of treasure if he falls, that year he just went back to the West Sea by the way, and fished up Yuyu Qionglou from the sea. This female disciple called Fusu was just picked up by the second senior brother back then, and I think the second senior brother's best thing is to pick up rags. "Tianji Zhenren, you are the truth.

"Alas, I see that Yuyu Qionglou is about to not be mine, and I will be a Nuo Fusu before the Sword Pavilion, if I get into the top three, I will give her Yuyu Qionglou. This kid has always loved some beautiful toys the most, and this is not more willing to be ruthless today. Alas, hey, my Yuyu Qionglou......" Shangyuan Zhenren felt distressed.

The senior brothers and brothers couldn't see it, and they wanted to beat him with red eyes as if it were real or false, and Shangyuan Zhenren calmly accepted the behavior of the brothers and sisters to express their envy and jealousy with violence. Shangyuan Zhenren has never told Fu Su that there are only a handful of people who can comprehend the sword intent before the Yuan Dynasty of Chengyun Sect, and in terms of sword path alone, she is actually quite good.

However, Shangyuan Zhenren thinks that a humble state of mind and a low and flat state are very important, so he did not tell Fusu. Shangyuan Zhenren naturally didn't show off Fusu for no reason, he naturally had other considerations, but these were not things that Fusu needed to worry about.

The only thing she needs to worry about is how to chop this guy who doesn't admit defeat and can't stand on his feet to the ground. At the bottom of the stage, the opponent's fellow brothers were asking him to give up admitting defeat: "Senior brother, admit defeat, it's already to this extent, even if you admit defeat, it's not a shame." After all, this female sword cultivator is a disciple of the Chengyun Sect, and the sword cultivator in the world is out of Chengyun, so why bother struggling anymore, how can she get it if she hurts herself. ”

The sword cultivator on the stage glanced at his senior brother, then looked at Fu Su, and said softly: "No, I don't admit defeat, unless I have fallen, I will never admit defeat." ”

Ni Mei, this is a preference to die standing rather than living on your knees. Come on, don't toss, Fu Su slapped a sword light and directly put down the person opposite, and the senior brother in the audience also threw a grateful look at her. Fu Su took out the elixir from the Qiankun bracelet and fed it to the opponent, and said softly: "Take care of your injuries, I believe that one day no one will be able to let you fall, and those who have an unyielding soul will inevitably have a sword intent that can make you not yield to anyone or anything." By the way, I'm Qingyun Sect Fusu, I don't know what your name is, I think I should remember you. ”

"Shao Zheng of the Silk Gate." Shao Zheng waved a wisp of divine sense on the jade talisman handed by Fusu, which was to agree that in this competition, he lost to Fusu. Although he was unwilling, he was not unconvinced, the sword cultivation in front of him, whether it was her sword, or her cultivation and personality, were enough to convince people, but who didn't like victory: "I will also remember you, your sword intent is very great, but you don't seem to know the essence of it, and what you have displayed is not as good as the sword intent." ”

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I knew that Lu Dao wouldn't give you the pill, and the person who told the truth was really uncute. helped Shao Zheng off the stage, Fu Su shouted to hand over the jade talisman, the streamer hung around her waist, and she was trembling with joy.

However, what the streamer said was: "Fusu, the master should like you very much." ”

"For what, can you owe me every day like you?" Fu Su said with a whimsical glance.

"No, you treat your opponent not only to knock him down, but also to convince him with your example, which is very much in line with the temper of your master. Most of the master's friends have been friends with him after fighting, and they have slowly made friends like this. Fusu, you really have to remember him well, one day, he will surprise you, not only referring to cultivation, but also to everything he may do for you in the future. "It's rare that the streamer doesn't owe it, how dare it owe the Dao Sect, since it met that divine consciousness in the Taoist Temple that day, it has been honest. Moreover, what kind of master has what kind of sword, Fusu will vote for Li Daozong's temper if he does this, and naturally he can also cast a streamer's temper.

"I understand, someone like Shao Zheng may not be the icing on the cake for you, but they will definitely be able to give you charcoal in the snow." No more such friends are too many, and Fusu is very happy, even happier than winning the sword.

Well, I was much, much happier than after winning the sword, seeing the master's smug praise and smiling face that didn't want money. Shangyuan Zhenren's smiling face made Fu Su feel like she had been sold and he was happily counting money.

"Master, you must have sold me for a good price."