"Look, that kid on the stage over there, why doesn't anyone dare to go up and challenge!" Duanmu Aoyue looked at a platform not far away, on which stood a fifteen or sixteen-year-old Liuyi boy, but no one went up to challenge. The strange phenomenon attracted the curious Duanmu Aoyue, and he dragged Yang Yun under this platform.

I saw that the young man on the stage was gorgeously dressed and had a noble temperament, thinking that this must be a noble child of Liuyi.

"Old Yang, this kid is about the same age as us, can't you see how powerful he is?" Lao Yang is the nickname given to Yang Yun by Duanmu Aoyue, because he thinks that Yang Yun is not very old, he is old-fashioned all day long, like an old man, so he calls him Lao Yang.

"Lao Yang, you give me a sweep, I'll go meet this kid and see what he is so powerful." Duanmu Aoyue's personality was really impatient, and before Yang Yun could react, he had already run to the stage.

The young man on the stage was waiting for a lot of boredom, and finally saw someone coming up, so he raised the long sword in his hand and rushed over. The young man's behavior, this was in the middle of Mu Aoyue's arms, and the two immediately fought back and forth.

Yang Yun nervously watched the fight on the stage, he didn't have many friends since he was a child, and it was rare to meet Duanmu Aoyue, a pretty good guy, he didn't want this guy to make any mistakes.

The weapons in the hands of the two young men on the stage are all long swords, Yang Yun has learned swordsmanship with Qi Wei and the two masters surnamed Liu, and often learns from Yanqin and Liu Yue, and now he has a lot of experience in swordsmanship. Seeing the two people on the stage, you and me fighting, he immediately saw the advantages and disadvantages of the two sides. This Liuyi young man's swordsmanship is quite imposing, and Duanmu Aoyue's swordsmanship is very flexible, like a butterfly flying. Judging from the moves alone, the two are evenly matched, but Yang Yun knows that after a long battle, it must be Duanmu Aoyue who is defeated, because his strength is a little insufficient. However, at this time, Yang Yun was not worried about Duanmu Aoyue's safety, because judging from the fight, although the two sides fought fiercely, they did not have ruthless moves, and it seemed that both sides belonged to kind-hearted people.

Sure enough, not long after coming, Duanmu Aoyue was out of breath, and the movements in his hands were much slower. The Liuyi boy seized the opportunity, attacked for a while, and finally took advantage of Duanmu Aoyue's slow movement to put the long sword on his neck.

"Old Yang, this kid is too hateful, come up quickly and help me teach him a lesson." The failed Duanmu Aoyue had not yet stepped off the stage, and shouted loudly at the audience.

Listening to Duanmu Aoyue's shout, Yang Yun secretly said that it was not good, this kid wanted to make trouble for himself. Sure enough, the Liuyi young man set his eyes on Yang Yun, and the desire to fight in his eyes was very strong.

"Then Fu Guo boy, you can come up and fight with me! Don't worry, I won't hurt you. Listening to the young man's tone, there was a hint of begging, which made Yang Yun feel very strange.

"Lao Yang, you won't be so uninteresting, your brother was beaten, and you don't want to help." Seeing that Yang Yun was still a little hesitant, Duanmu Aoyue stepped off the stage, pulled Yang Yun's arm, and said dissatisfiedly.

Yang Yun originally thought that this young man was either rich or expensive, this was in a foreign country, if he accidentally injured this young man, it would cause unnecessary trouble, but in this situation, it seems a little unreasonable for him not to come to power. Forget it, just have some sense of proportion under your own hands. Thinking of this, Yang Yun took the long sword from Yan Qin next to him and walked slowly onto the stage.

The young man was very happy when he saw Yang Yun coming up, and he actually said hello, Yang Yun saw this, smiled slightly, and returned the salute.

At the beginning of the fight, the Liuyi boy was not polite, raised his long sword, and used the "force to split Huashan" similar to the knife technique, and slashed at the top of Yang Yun's head. A good Yang Yun, who didn't even have a sword out of the sheath, slipped under his feet, turned around, and easily let go of this sword. Seeing this, the Liuyi boy did not stop his sword, and with a flick of his backhand, he stabbed towards Yang Yun's position, and Yang Yun turned around again and flashed the stabbing long sword.

"Why don't you come out of the sword, do you look down on me?" Seeing that Yang Yun was just dodging again and again, the Liuyi boy was obviously unhappy, he stopped attacking and looked at Yang Yun.

"You just had a fight with my brother and consumed your physical strength, I can't take advantage of you, so let you have three swords." Yang Yun looked at this rogue boy and said with a smile.

Hearing Yang Yun say this, the Liuyi boy raised his long sword, swung a sword into the air, and then said: "Two swords just now, plus now, you have already let me have three swords, now you can use the sword!" ”

It seems that this Liuyi boy is still a very proud person, since this is the case, Yang Yun is no longer polite, he took out his long sword, threw the scabbard in the direction of Qi Wei and the others in the audience, and fought with this Liuyi boy.

The sword moves of the Liuyi boy are wide open and closed, full of domineering, and have some taste of knife skills. And Yang Yun's swordsmanship comes from several swordsmanship masters, who are known for their practicality and ruthlessness, and often have the taste of four or two thousand catties. The two sets of swordsmanship that are both good met together, and the fight was very exciting, dazzling to watch, and there were continuous cheers from the audience. Especially Duanmu Aoyue, her voice was almost hoarse when she shouted.

After fighting back and forth for dozens of rounds, there was still no winner or loser, and the Liuyi boy was obviously a little impatient. The speed of the sword quickly accelerated, sword after sword, attacking like a storm, and Yang Yun used his long sword to constantly block, occasionally returning a sword. None of them paid attention to the fact that they were fighting like this, and the Liuyi general who was the judge next to him was in a hurry, his eyes were round, and he was holding an iron rod, estimating that whoever was likely to be injured, he would not hesitate to stop it.

Yang Yun was fighting, while looking at the Liuyi young man opposite, seeing that the other party was getting more and more impatient, he knew that his chance to win was coming soon. He told himself in his heart that he must be calm and seize the opportunity. Sure enough, when the Liuyi boy was in a rush attack, he was too anxious and stumbled under his feet, and he reacted relatively quickly, and immediately turned to one side and stabilized his figure. How could Yang Yun, who had been waiting for the other party to make a mistake, let go of such a good opportunity, he took advantage of the moment when the Liuyi boy controlled his body to pause, and kicked his sword-holding right wrist. The Liuyi boy's right wrist was suddenly attacked, and the long sword in his hand came out of his hand and flew out two or three meters away.

"You lost, but your swordsmanship is quite good, if you are not in a hurry, it is not clear who will win and who will lose." After Yang Yun finished speaking, he no longer paid attention to the Liuyi boy who was still in a daze, turned around and walked off the stage.

"Let's go!" Yang Yun walked off the stage, picked up Duanmu Aoyue, who was still jumping and jumping excitedly, and walked outside the competition platform. He doesn't want to offend a rogue nobleman because of a competition, so he doesn't know who the other party is, so let's go first.

However, Yang Yun's wish to "slip away" did not come true, and they had just walked a short distance forward when they were caught up. It was none other than the Liuyi boy who had just failed in the competition.

"Why, if you lose the competition, you still don't give up, you don't have the demeanor of a martial artist!" Duanmu Aoyue said unhappily when she saw this Liuyi young man chasing after her.

"How can you! Those minions under my command let me in every fight, making me think that I am a master, and when I fight with you, I know that I am still far behind. It's rare that someone wants to really fight with me, let's make friends! In the future, we can learn from each other often. The Liuyi boy looked at the few standing behind him and said sincerely.

"Haha, I'm laughing to death, we only met for the first time today, what kind of friends did we make." Duanmu Aoyue was in a very unhappy mood when she lost to the other party, how could she give this rogue boy a good face.

"Hehe, we're just here to do business, and we'll leave soon, so we don't have to make friends!" Yang Yun said, but he thought in his heart that he couldn't hide from him, so how could he make friends with him.

"Let's go! I'm sure we'll see each other again soon. The Liuyi boy looked at the departing figures of Yang Yun and the others, and said to himself, with a mysterious smile on his face.