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A small episode, some people are happy and some are worried. Xiao Yong, the client, quickly and perfectly experienced a process of ups and downs to calm as water, and finally acted like no one.

In the qualifying arrangement of the martial arts realm, Xiao Yong, Li Jingyi and Min Chenhui were listed as seeded players and did not participate in the first round of elimination, and directly entered the second round. Xiao Yong broke so many puppets, Li Jingyi and the two were absolutely strong in terms of strength and speed in breaking into the Bronze Man Alley, and in order to save time and avoid eliminating other strong players, the three of them were picked out.

Entering the second round, it is a round-robin match, where 22 people play against each other one by one, and the final ranking is sorted out by the winning percentage.

During the drawing of lots among the thirty-nine martial artists, Li Jingyi and Min Chenhui came over.

Min Chenhui smiled and said, "Xiao Yong, you are in trouble! It is estimated that you will not be able to run away to become a disciple of Elder Nangong, and I will be very lonely in the future." ”

Li Jingyi glanced at him and said to Xiao Yong, "Don't worry too much, he doesn't necessarily have to accept you as a disciple, and there are so many elders." ”

Min Chenhui, "Elder Nangong is a maverick in the Feiyun Sect, whether it is the outer court or the inner court, there are not many people who don't give him face, besides, who would offend an elder for a disciple for no reason?"

Li Jingyi, "Hmph, isn't Elder Qiu offended for the reason? He is willing to offend, are you sure that no other Martial Cultivation Elder will not dare to offend?" But I can't see it, you are actually favored by Elder Qiu, you can refine the pill?"

Xiao Yong said with a smile, "I am an alchemist in the Cloud Sword Sect, and martial arts cultivation is just a side business. So, when you come to the Feiyun Sect, what is it that you don't cultivate?"

Li Jingyi frowned, "That's different." After reaching the martial artist realm, there is not much energy diversification, otherwise it will affect the future of cultivation. If you want to specialize in golems in the future, that's not bad, puppets are also a big help in battle, alchemy is also good, the realm level will increase, and you can also find the helpers you need. ”

Min Chenhui smiled, "No matter what, those are external forces, and they are still not as strong as themselves." Xiao Yong, if you are really dragged to learn puppets or alchemy, I will be very disappointed, which means that I have one less strong opponent in the Feiyun Sect. ”

Xiao Yong smiled, "No matter what, you can't be disappointed in me. You have to cultivate hard and don't let me down. ”

Li Jingyi looked at Xiao Yong, threw a fist around him, and asked with some confusion, "Seeing that you are calm, aren't you really worried about being forcibly dragged to learn a puppet?"

Xiao Yong nodded, "I was able to reach this realm level in alchemy before, what about the blood puppet? ”

Li Jingyi, "I didn't laugh and said that you are not a big person, but you are very open to this matter, and your attitude is good." ”

Min Chenhui said dishappily, "You mean that I'm old, but I can't see it, and my mentality is not good?"

Xiao Yong smiled, "You are forcibly pulling yourself in, but your mentality is a little wrong." ”

Li Jingyi nodded, "The mentality is really not good!" turned around and walked forward, and began to watch the battle in the ring.

Min Chenhui, "Hmph, only when I defeat you tomorrow will my mentality be good." He turned around and walked away.

Xiao Yong touched his nose and turned around and walked towards the periphery. There will be no battle today, and it is the right way to return to the garrison and practice well.

Taishang walked over, pulled Xiao Yong and asked quietly, "Are you okay?"

Xiao Yong shook his head.

Taishang smiled and said, "I wanted to persuade you for a while, but I didn't expect you to have this attitude yourself." This attitude is right, when you were in the Cloud Sword Sect, you were refining pills, but your martial arts cultivation speed was faster than anyone else's, and your combat power was also stronger, if you followed Elder Nangong to refine the puppet, I guess the situation would still be the same, I am full of confidence in you. ”

Xiao Yong said with a smile, "At this time in the year after tomorrow, I will send at least ten Martial Master Realm puppets and twenty Warrior Realm puppets to the Cloud Sword Sect. ”

Taishang smiled, "Haha, I hope those thirty puppets can promote the strength of the Cloud Sword Sect to the next level." ”

Xiao Yong, "I also hope that the Cloud Sword Sect will rise as soon as possible, haha." ”

Back in the room, sitting cross-legged on the bed, Xiao Yong thought about how he really wanted to be accepted as a disciple by Elder Nangong, and how he wanted to cultivate martial arts and make puppets, "It won't be more complicated than alchemy, how to do it or what, it's useless to think so much." "Shake your head, empty your complicated thoughts, and start to run the meridians and refine your soul.

At noon, Taishang returned to the station, knocking on Xiao Yong's door with a smile on his face, "Let's eat barbecue for the two of us!"

Xiao Yong smiled, "It seems that the results are good." ”

Taishang laughed and said, "Only one person was eliminated in the first round, and only two people from the Martial Arts Sect entered the next round, and the silver here has made a lot of money, haha!"

Xiao Yong, "It's time for a little celebration." ”

The two came to the kitchen, Xiao Yong lit a fire, "What to eat?"

Taishang, "Let's beef." The grilled beef is still delicious. ”

When the meat was roasted, Taishang poured two bowls of wine, picked up one and handed it to Xiao Yong, "Is it really okay?"

Xiao Yong smiled and said, "What will happen? When I used to practice alchemy, didn't I practice martial arts in the same way? In the future, my martial arts cultivation will not be left behind, and I will have the same ability to make puppets, which others can't envy." ”

Taishang, "Haha, capable, confident!

At the end of the next day, Xiao Yong came to the martial arts ring, and Li Jingyi came over anxiously, "Little guy, did you go back yesterday and be sad?"

Xiao Yong smiled, "Haha, you're not much older than me." It's always not going to be sad, and it's too late for me to be happy. ”

Li Jingyi, "Then why didn't you watch them fight? Some of them are still very exciting." ”

"Some of them are exciting, and most of them aren't, right?"

"I heard that each person will fight ten games today and eleven games tomorrow, and there will be more in the samurai realm, which is a big challenge for Yuan Li. ”

"Then defeat the enemy with one move and fight quickly. ”

"It's very difficult to defeat the enemy in one move, is the pill ready?"

"You know, I've refined pills, if you don't have enough pills, you can come to me. ”

"Really, that's what you said, don't admit it when the time comes. With that, he smiled slyly and turned to leave.

Xiao Yong touched the back of her head, not knowing what she meant.

Thirteen sect elder-level martial artists came together and sat down in front of the corresponding positions.

A martial artist shouted in the middle of the game, "Those who participated in the competition today came to draw lots!"

The group quickly rushed to the stage, reached out in a box in front of him, grabbed a small cloth bag, and quickly left. After Xiao Yong had finished grabbing them all, he picked up the last small cloth bag and touched it, and there was a sign inside.

Pulling open the mouth of the bag, it is an iron plate. He took out an iron plaque with "Twenty-two" engraved on it, "Hehe, the last draw, the last place drawn." "After handing it over to the mid-level martial artist, return to the stage.

As soon as one foot stepped on the ground of the square, I heard a martial artist shout in the middle of the stage, "No. 1, No. 22, go to the stage to compete!"

One turned around, walked towards the stage, and walked into the ring step by step.

came to the right side of the ring and stood still, and suddenly heard Elder Nangong shouting, "Xiao Yong boy, you give me a good beating, if you don't get the first place, see how I clean you up!"

Xiao Yong responded loudly, "Follow the elder's orders!" The audience suddenly burst into laughter, and some of the thirteen elder-level figures couldn't help laughing.

"Oh, oh, oh", it was a burly man who came up, and he was the one who laughed at Xiao Yong after breaking into Bronze Man Alley the day before yesterday.

The burly man said loudly, "Xiao Yong, my name is ......"

Xiao Yong immediately said, "Let's finish the fight first! There are still eleven games to play today, save Yuan Li." ”

The burly man stared and blinked a few times, as if he didn't react, and then shouted, "Okay! With that, he rushed forward like a brown bear.

Xiao Yong's body bowed slightly, and his left foot took a small step forward, which was still a basic hunting mode.

There are still three feet away, "Drink!" The burly man shouted, and his right fist went straight to Xiao Yong's head.

Looking at the burly man's slow motion, Xiao Yong grabbed his fist with his right hand and pulled it out, and with a leg amputation of his left foot, the burly man ran towards the outside of the ring, and Xiao Yong slapped him on the back with a shoulder.

"Bang!" the burly man rose into the air, and with the next breath, he landed on the square.

Looking to both sides to see that something was wrong, he turned his head to find that he was out of the ring, and shouted, "What kind of fight is this?" and then the old face turned red and flew away, ignoring the laughter of the audience behind him.

Referee Taishang shouted loudly, "Twenty-two wins!"

Xiao Yong slowly walked out of the ring and returned to the audience.

The third game is No. 20 Li Jingyi, her footwork is very flexible, she should have practiced the exercises related to footwork; although she only fought three moves with her opponent, it was the flexibility and agility reflected in those three moves, which made Xiao Yong envious, and she was determined to make a good footwork-exercises.

The seventh battle was the battle of No. 7 Min Chenhui, that guy's style of play was purely to open and close, to fight hard, four consecutive cannon punches, directly knocking the opponent with a knife and people away, how could he not get up.

got out of the ring, came to Xiao Yong, and said with a slight smile, "Xiao Yong, how is it?

Xiao Yong smiled and said, "I guess you still have to fly directly off the stage, so that you can take a few steps less to come here." ”

In the next six battles, Xiao Yong never took out his weapon, nor did he make more than two moves; his opponent either flew off the stage or couldn't get up from the stage.

No one is afraid of fighting, even if they meet a master like Xiao Yong, this is a good opportunity to exercise, as a strong sect, it is also an opportunity to verify their strength.

Of course, there were also two who were seriously injured by Min Chenhui and had to admit defeat on the spot.

Xiao Yong's seventh game was a competition with Min Chenhui, and after he slowly walked into the ring, Min Chenhui laughed and said, "Xiao Yong, how are you going to lose?"

Xiao Yong smiled, "I think it's better for you to fly off the stage." ”

Min Chenhui smiled disdainfully, "Your tricks are useless to me, I will use my strength to break your tricks." ”

Xiao Yong, "Come on." Don't fight with words, I'm not good at this. ”

Someone in the audience shouted, "Xiao Yong, send him flying!"

"Min Chenhui, knock that little guy down!"

Xiao Yong hooked his finger at Min Chenhui, Min Chenhui quickly became serious, and slowly walked towards Xiao Yong.

With five feet still in hand, both men threw their right hands at the same time, taking a step back, then taking another step forward and striking another punch. Punch after punch, back closer, advance and retreat, until the eighth punch.

A slight "click" sound, Min Chenhui's phalanges were broken, and he quickly took two steps back with a "hiss".

Xiao Yong still only took a step back and said with a smile, "How about it?"

Min Chenhui snorted, "This is still a warm-up, and the next thing is how to overturn you so that you can't get up." ”

There was no response, at least he stretched out his right index finger and hooked it at him.

Min Chenhui was not angry, he took two deep breaths, and after running two steps, a five-foot-long iron rod appeared in his left hand and smashed it fiercely towards Xiao Yong.

"This guy's weapon turned out to be a stick, and I thought he would use a knife like me. ”

Dodging in, punching him in the left elbow and slapping him on the right shoulder, Min Chenhui flew in the air towards the outside of the ring.

"Hey!" "Hey!" Min Chenhui wanted to stop in the air, but he had no choice but to fly out, so he could only keep yelling and struggling, wanting to land on the stage.

Seeing that he was still two feet away from the edge of the ring, Min Chenhui was a little happy, and his face immediately became gloomy again; Xiao Yong quickly stepped forward, pushed him gently, and landed on the ground of the square five inches outside the ring.

Min Chenhui raised the iron rod and pointed at Xiao Yong, but he couldn't say a word in his mouth, and his whole body was trembling. After pointing for six or seven breaths, he put away the iron rod and turned to leave.

On and off the stage, although he is only three feet tall, and he is only five inches away from the ring, but for the martial artist, it is the farthest distance between the two.

Watching Min Chenhui leave, the surrounding audience and the elders on the chairs began to discuss.

"I didn't expect Xiao Yong's body to be stronger than Min Chenhui, and his strength can completely resist it, demon. ”

"Min Chenhui's weapons have all been shot out by him, but his own weapons haven't appeared yet, how strong is this little guy?"

"At the age of twelve or thirteen, how did he cultivate? It stands to reason that his endurance is definitely not as good as Min Chenhui's, but I don't see him losing strength. ”

"Alas, I don't know if Li Jingyi can force him to use weapons, but now the two of them haven't sent weapons yet. ”

"I really can only look at Li Jingyi. She is both powerful and flexible, and it is estimated that the two can have a good fight. ”

When he came to the square, Elder Gou, who was standing with Taishang, glared at Xiao Yong angrily, Xiao Yong was also very helpless, he wanted to say something, but he didn't know how to speak.

Taishang said with a smile, "Xiao Yong, that's good! After beating away the genius of the Fire Sect so easily, there is only one genius left." Fight hard, this freshman is the first one of my Cloud Sword Sect. Elder Gou, I think it will be very difficult for Min Chenhui to beat Li Jingyi, so I can only get the third. He was unceremoniously provoking Elder Gou, as if he was avenging Elder Gou's ridicule that day.

Elder Gou turned to leave, and a sentence floated in, "It's not until the end, don't get complacent too early." ”

Taishang smiled, "You guy, how can you fight so well, the strong can also make two moves, and the weak can also make two moves, in this way, you will break many people, and you will encounter a lot fewer provocations in the Feiyun Sect in the future." Until now, I can't even force out the weapon, and it seems that the first one is secure. ”

"There is also a Li Jingyi, she has enough strength and good footwork, and she needs to fight to know. ”

In the next four consecutive games, he still didn't use weapons, and beat the opponent to admit defeat with one or two moves.

Although Min Chenhui was defeated in Xiao Yong's hands in a daze, and his right finger bone was broken, in the next competition, he still didn't take out an iron rod, and every time he used his left hand to defeat the opponent, which shows the strength of his combat toughness.

I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, in the next competition, Li Jingyi and Min Chenhui didn't meet until the first game of the next day.

The first game of the ring match was Li Jingyi and Min Chenhui, the two stood on the Taishang, Min Chenhui had a thin layer of cloth wrapped in his right hand, holding an iron rod, looking at his opponent with a solemn face, and Li Jingyi on the opposite side held a four-foot long sword, standing in the wind, and his face was not as relaxed as yesterday.

Yesterday, Min Chenhui may have been careless about Xiao Yong, so he suffered consecutive losses and was quickly knocked out of the ring, and in order to show his ability, he must defeat Li Jingyi today, which is also a strong opponent.

Min Chenhui's characterization was still a little worse, and after standing for less than three breaths, he shouted loudly and threw his stick at Li Jingyi's head; Li Jingyi swiped his footsteps, flashed to the side, and used his sword to block the smashed stick and slashed forward.

Min Chenhui retreated again and again, and swept away with a stick.

Li Jingyi flashed again, and when the strength of the stick weakened by nearly half, she swung the iron rod with her sword and attacked Min Chenhui again.

Min Chenhui's stick is long, Li Jingyi's sword is short, Min Chenhui wants to control long-range combat, and Li Jingyi wants to fight in close combat.

You come and go, the sound of "jingling" in the ring is endless, and the audience also begins to be lively.

Compared with the previous two days, there were more old students who came to watch the battle, and the square already occupied more than half, and the noise was also buzzing, and from time to time the elders needed to scold and maintain order on the scene.

Xiao Yong has also been observing the battle between the two, but instead of looking at the kung fu of the two, the main focus is on Li Jingyi's footwork. Arrow step, sprint step, sliding step, step step, cross step, step by step is so free, step by step is so smooth.

Thinking about his footwork, compared with Li Jingyi's footwork, Xiao Yong feels that some of his footwork has something in common with hers, but it is not as coherent and flexible as hers.

Finally, when it was almost a stick of incense, Min Chenhui's yuan power seemed to be a little weak, Li Jingyi split his stick with a sword, the middle door was wide open, and she was attacked in front of her with an arrow, pointing a sword at her neck, and honestly admitting defeat.

The audience applauded thunderously, and Xiao Yong also clapped his hands very happily; without it, he had at least learned some footwork today and upgraded his own footwork.

When dealing with the first opponent, Xiao Yong did not solve the opponent cleanly as yesterday, but continued to use the footwork he had just stolen, until there was basically no hindrance before knocking the opponent down, and it took nearly half a pillar of incense time.

In the next eight battles, Xiao Yong took the same method, constantly practicing the footwork he had stolen from his master, and constantly entangled with his opponent, but the time was not shortened a lot.

Those viewers in the audience think that Xiao Yong's battle yesterday was his highest peak, and today is not enough. Only Li Jingyi is different, when she watches his battle from the audience, her mouth is always pursed, and her mouth keeps muttering something.