Asked Yanran is beautiful and colorful, may the other disciples of the Cloud Martial Arts Hall not be tempted? That's impossible.

Except for the eldest and second disciples of the Yunxiao Martial Pavilion, almost the entire disciples of the Yunxiao Martial Pavilion were more or less in love with Wen Yanran, but no one dared to show it, because they didn't dare.

Wen Yanran is a high-ranking daughter of the clouds, and they are just the introductory disciples of the Yunxiao Martial Arts Hall, who dares to express their love to Wen Yanran openly.

When Xin Xiongzhuang knelt on the ground just now and said the secret that he had kept in his heart for more than ten years, the disciples of the Yunxiao Martial Arts Hall who were standing behind him asked Zeyu, why didn't they think so.

But they didn't dare, and they knew it was impossible, so they dismissed that idea a long time ago. Only Xin Xiongzhuang was kind to Yan Ran openly from childhood to adulthood, and they just watched silently.

"Third senior brother, the junior brothers have been taught." The disciples of the Cloud Martial Arts Pavilion standing behind Wen Zeyu all looked at Xin Xiongzhuang and muttered to themselves in their hearts.

Now that he has been recognized by Shizun Wen Zeyu, Xin Xiongzhuang faced hundreds of people so radiantly for the first time in its history.

And the mentality and spinning brains of the crowd under the ring have stopped, and hundreds of people thought that this martial arts competition was won by the man in black without a trace.

Who would have thought that from the inside of the Cloud Martial Arts Pavilion, a Xin Xiongzhuang would rush out?

"I know him, he is the third senior brother of the Yunxiao Martial Arts Pavilion, and his martial arts are extremely high. Legend has it that the mountain bandits around our Yuncheng were all exterminated by him, so that the villagers in the ten miles and eight towns around Yuncheng could safely sell food crops in the city. Someone exclaimed, and his eyes were about to pop out.

"You're not talking nonsense! In our Cloud City, there are a few people who don't know the third senior brother of the Yunxiao Martial Arts Pavilion, Xin Gongzi, but Xin Gongzi actually wants to fight in the ring, which ...... many people's expressions finally regained some clarity, but they were still shocked in their hearts.

"It seems that this time the competition to recruit relatives has really caused a sensation in our Cloud City, and one after another young heroes have come out for the sake of Yunxiao's daughter. I was able to see this kind of scene, which is really a blessing for three lives! ”

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Xu Muchuan looked at the sudden scene in the ring, and couldn't help but whisper: "It's a man who dares to love and hate, but I don't know if it's the opponent of this man in black." ”

"This figure of the third senior brother is very much to my liking. But everyone is here to fight for women, and I won't let go. Huo Qingwen looked even more sympathetic, a little emotional.

Xu Muchuan shrugged his shoulders and continued to look at the upcoming battle in the ring with high interest.

Xin Xiongzhuang gently wiped the blood from his forehead, so that the blood did not flow to his cheeks.

"Give me a spear!" Xin Xiongzhuang roared magnificently towards the Yunxiao Martial Martial Pavilion's disciples standing next to the ring.

"Whew!"

A spear flew from the edge of the ring towards Xinxiongzhuang.

In the blink of an eye, Xin Xiongzhuang's right hand clenched the spear that flew in: "I know that I am not your opponent, but I will still give my best to deal with you." ”

Traceless's black-clothed robe swayed slightly with the breeze, and an elegant and cold and arrogant aura spread all over Traceless's body.

"You deserve my sword." As soon as the words fell, he lifted his black robe and took out a three-foot Qingfeng from his back.

It turned out that there was a sharp sword on Traceless's back all along, and because the black robe was very loose, it was difficult to find that there was a sharp sword on Traceless's back.

The moment the black robe was lifted, there was a sharp sword with a black hilt in Traceless's hand.

The sword is three feet long, no more, no less. The blade shimmered, as if to speak of its sharpness.

"Fight!"

Xin Xiongzhuang shouted, holding spears in both hands and slashing down towards Traceless.

Without a trace, he stared at Xin Xiongzhuang without fear, ready to take Xin Xiongzhuang's blow.

At this time, the fighting spirit in the ring had reached the point where hundreds of people around him breathed and felt oppression.

At the bottom of the ring, the hearts of everyone present were in turmoil, their heartbeat suddenly accelerated, their blood seemed to freeze, and the noise that was still being discussed suddenly became lifeless.

Around the ring, there was a tense and terrifying atmosphere everywhere, and everyone felt as if they were in the ring. The shock on everyone's faces just now had also vanished, and everyone's brows were tightly furrowed.

"Plop plop!"

Everyone's heartbeat instantly accelerated at this moment, and they looked at Xin Xiongzhuang and Wuxian in the ring with bated breath.

With a loud bang, Xin Xiongzhuang's spear hit the blade of the sword without a trace.

This shot has at least hundreds of catties of gravity, and the right hand holding the sword without a trace is bent a few points. The blow just now should be dodged without a trace, but he wanted to take it because it was a sign of respect for Xin Xiongzhuang.

"Buzz ......"

After a move, Xin Xiongzhuang and Wuxian looked at each other for a few breaths, and Xin Xiongzhuang suddenly picked up the spear in his right hand and suddenly picked it up at Wuxian ten meters in front of him, and the spear buzzed in the air.

"Da Da Da ......"

Traceless avoided Xin Xiongzhuang's blow, and instead bent down and suddenly rushed in the direction of Xin Xiongzhuang, the tip of the three-foot Qingfeng's sword reached the ground, dragging it on the ring to form a very obvious cut.

Xin Xiongzhuang's eyes widened for a moment and looked at the traceless that was rushing like a sharp arrow, and he immediately held the spear tightly with his right hand.

The tense atmosphere made everyone around them feel uneasy.

Xin Xiongzhuang didn't wait for Traceless to rush over, he slashed down in the direction of Traceless.

"Bang!"

Without a Trace reacted immediately, but his pace didn't stop at all. Instead, he directly blocked Xin Xiongzhuang's onslaught with his three-foot Qingfeng, and the sound of the collision of the two weapons shook everyone's ears.

For a time, Xin Xiongzhuang and Wuxian were really inseparable.

However, after more than 20 moves, Xin Xiongzhuang obviously fell into disadvantage.

"Not good! Suffered! Suddenly, the three-foot Qingfeng in Traceless's right hand passed through the attack of Xin Xiongzhuang's spear and stabbed directly under his left ribs.

A thought suddenly arose in Xin Xiongzhuang's mind: at least his left hand will not be able to move for a short time, or at worst, his left hand will be abandoned from now on.

"Boom!" The sword roared, and the speed of the three-foot Qingfeng was faster than that of the sharp arrow, and it reached the bottom of Xinxiongzhuang's left rib in an instant.

However, after the sword arrived under Xin Xiongzhuang's ribs, the bloody picture that Xin Xiongzhuang had just thought about did not occur, and the sword stopped at Xin Xiongzhuang's left rib.

The corners of Traceless's mouth actually skimmed a smile, and he said indifferently after retracting the three-foot Qingfeng: "You lost." ”

Xin Xiongzhuang let out a long breath, withdrew the spear stretched out in the air, stared at the traceless with his eyes, and said, "See you again in the future, I won't lose." ”

"Okay."

There was no contempt in the traceless tone, and the face was still as indifferent as ever, but there was a little more solemnity in the traceless eyes.