Mingbang's next competition was for the nineteenth generation of senior brothers and sisters, and we only took three days to finish the competition, but theirs took five full days.

I have to say that their games are much more interesting than ours. Every game is not so simple, it always plays longer than us, and it is more exciting than us.

In the end, they are five years longer than us, and they have competed for the list five times in the past five years, so they are no longer competing for a race, but a grudge and hatred.

For example, these two senior brothers scolded as soon as they appeared.

"Natsu bastard! The junior sister I just chased this year was robbed by you again, right! Fuck you, I don't chase you, I don't chase, I chase, you will rob whoever you like. It's ****** five, this time I won't kill you, I swear not to be a man! Senior Brother Dong scolded.

"Winter idiot! What's the matter with me, you look so ugly, when did the people you chase promise you, and you still show off everywhere. Forget about showing off, you are still showing off in front of such a handsome person, and people will definitely chase me when they compare! Senior Brother Xia also scolded, claiming that he was caused by his own charm, and he didn't chase him, but his sister came to chase him. If it weren't for his face, which wasn't better than Senior Brother Dong, we would have almost believed it.

The two started to fight when they were almost scolding, but they found that they couldn't fight at all, and they kept scolding. It wasn't until we were annoyed with the scolding that we finally started fighting. I have to say that both of them are masters, their swordsmanship is first-class, and their sword moves are extremely tricky.

I'm happier when I talk about it.

We watched the two senior sisters fight, and it was very boring at first, because the two senior sisters were limp and saw that everyone was dozing off.

I was shaking my head and preparing to leave, when someone shouted from behind: "My clothes are torn!" ”

Another shouted: "The pants are rotten too!" ”

Another shouted, "See the thighs!" ”

As soon as I heard it, forget it, let's take another look. There were no less than 100 people gathered in front of the ring of the two senior sisters that day, and we watched the every move of the two senior sisters in the ring seriously, while wiping our nosebleeds.

We looked at the fair skin and round thighs between the torn clothes and the ...... You know, silently wondering if there would be more games like this.

In this case, the referee has long been confused, or is watching with us. In the end, it was the law enforcement elder who arrived in person to end the game: "You shameless people, I am ashamed of you!" ”

"Yes, Elder Law Enforcement! We're ashamed! We responded in unison, shamelessly.

On the last day of the competition, we finally met the elite of the nineteenth generation of disciples.

Among them, I saw the senior brother, the one who was often with An Luojun. I only knew from the person next to me, oh, it turned out that person was An Luojun's fiancé. Ah, rivals.

That senior brother's name is An Boyong, the young master of the An family, and it is said that he has never been defeated in the past few years since he came to the Taoshan Sword Sect. In other words, this person was the first in the autumn test, and he has been the first on the list for five years, and countless informal duels have also ended in victory.

This kind of person seems to be the protagonist of the story, flawless, undefeated, and has a fiancée who is so beautiful that thousands of people pursue him.

This is simply the center of a story, and he is so bad for us people.

An Boyong has a prominent net worth, and his appearance is dignified, and he can charm a large number of people in the Taoshan Sword Sect between his demeanor and gestures. If these are related to net worth, and people like us can express unfairness, then there is no way to explain the rest of the matter.

An Boyong's swordsmanship is superb, and he has never been defeated among his peers, he gets up every morning to practice swordsmanship, except for half an hour after eating to rest, the rest of the time is to practice swords, or read poems and play the piano, drink tea and drink.

He never had any bad habits, and he never heard any bad rumors about him. Everything about him was so perfect, like a piece of jade without any blemish or stain.

He is fair, never hurts people when fighting against people, and he never wears inner armor like Xu Ao, but he can convince people. He is polite, never swears and swears, even if he is occasionally scolded, he just smiles at others, never says much, and does not like to use his net worth to oppress others. He is clean, not to mention stains on his clothes, not even wrinkles, always flat and neat, so that he can hand out his handkerchief to those sweaty brothers at any time, and say, "Wipe the sweat." ”

Such a person, the daughter of the Momoyama Sword Sect, was naturally overwhelmed, but it was a pity that he had a fiancée. What kind of person does such a person need to be worthy of him? An Luojun, who is impeccable in terms of body appearance, is probably the best answer.

When the two meet, they always look at each other shyly and smile, every action is in line with etiquette, there has never been any out-of-the-box behavior, and they are all enviable talents and beauties.

An Boyong has been the dazzling pearl of the Taoshan Sword Sect since the day he entered the Taoshan Sword Sect, Tao Jiang personally taught swordsmanship, and all the other elders who have taught An Boyong have praised him, and there has never been any derogatory words. When we look at An Boyong, we are also envious and jealous, there is no hatred, and most of them are admiration, because he is what we want.

In the last game of the Ming List, Senior Brother An Boyong competed with another Senior Brother named Xiao Tianxing, Senior Brother Xiao Tianxing is also a very powerful senior brother, but everything is a little worse than Senior Brother An Boyong.

He was the second place in the autumn exam, and in the end of the five battles for the Ming List, he and Senior Brother An Boyong competed, and they all lost without exception.

I don't know what Senior Brother Xiao Tianxing thinks, every time he and Senior Brother An Boyong have the final competition, he doesn't grit his teeth, but instead salutes seriously to express his admiration.

"Tianxing, you won't lose until you take a little longer today." In the ring, An Boyong said first after saluting.

"You feel free." Xiao Tianxing replied.

In the end, An Boyong and Xiao Tianxing did not hold their own swords, but they all held random iron swords. This kind of iron sword Taoshan Sword Sect has one hand, and we use this kind of iron sword in the competition.

The iron sword is divided into men and women, and the female has hardly changed except that it is lighter than the male. It's all the same ugly, but it's so hard.

Xiao Tianxing made the first move, holding the iron sword in his hand and slashing it without any fancy skills, hitting the vital point. An Boyong smiled, easily raised his sword to block it, and retreated as he blocked.

Looking at Senior Brother Tianxing's fighting style, an elder next to me shook his head and said, "I haven't made much progress in the past few years, and I always want to solve it with a sword, and I don't know what the sword momentum is at all." ”

Indeed, every sword that Senior Brother Tianxing slashed was direct, pointing directly to the vital point, and if one blow was not successful, another blow would come again. This style of play is very similar to the sword-breaking style, but the sword-breaking style is not a sword-killing style after all. This style of play is extremely useful for people who are better than themselves, but once they meet someone who is stronger than themselves, there is nothing they can do.

For example, Senior Brother An Boyong, he easily avoided Senior Brother Tianxing, and then hit him on the back with a sword while Senior Brother Tianxing had not returned his sword. It's not a cut, it's a hit, and the side of the sword is directly hit.

There were no wounds, but they still caused Senior Brother Tianxing to stumble and almost fall.

Senior Brother An Boyong walked away, separated from Senior Brother Tianxing a few steps, and fought again. Senior Brother Tianxing once again swung his iron sword and slashed through it like a storm, Senior Brother An Boyong once again retreated, and the iron sword in his hand began to defend tightly.

The sword moves of the two are very different, but it is obvious that Senior Brother An Boyong's sword moves have an absolute advantage. In the face of such a fierce attack by Senior Brother Tianxing, even Senior Brother An Boyong had to get serious, and he finally began to use the Qin Yuan swordsmanship of the An family.

The Qin Yuan Sword pays attention to perfection, and all the sword moves are almost connected together, like flowing clouds, which is very different from Senior Brother Tianxing's attack of slashing at a moment.

In the end, Senior Brother An Boyong still didn't defend himself, and his sleeves were slashed by Senior Brother Tianxing's fierce attack.

The two separated again, and Senior Brother An Boyong looked at his rotten sleeves and smiled, still with an indifferent expression.

"I'm coming." Senior Brother An Boyong said, at the same time, the iron sword was horizontal in front of his chest, his feet were one behind the other, and his body leaned forward slightly, which was the sword move of Qin Yuanjian.

Senior Brother Tianxing grinned and also made a defensive posture.

"Ye Piao." Senior Brother An Boyong said softly, got up and walked forward, like an autumn leaf that suddenly left the dead tree, floating in the ring and sliding towards Senior Brother Tianxing.

"Bend the strings." Besides, An Boyong's sword collided with Senior Brother Tianxing's sword, but it didn't make much noise, it seemed to be deliberate. The iron sword had long since left An Boyong's hand, but it had never escaped An Boyong's control.

"Melt Circle." An Boyong's iron sword swirled around Senior Brother Tianxing's sword several times, and Senior Brother Tianxing had to reach out and keep the sword as far away from him as possible.

"A line." In the last move, An Boyong took over the control of the rotating iron sword in the air, and drew a heavy line in the air with one turn.

Senior Brother Tianxing had just taken the sword away, and the sword in his hand was unstable at this time, and it was impossible to catch An Boyong's heavy sword. With a thud, Senior Brother Tianxing's sword flew away, slamming into the rocks a hundred paces away from the crowd, making terrible scratches.

Lost, the results speak for themselves. Senior Brother Tianxing was silent in the ring for a long time, and finally bowed his head to An Boyong.

The elder next to me shook his head: "Why is it that after a year of hard work, the gap is even bigger?" An Boyong, An Boyong, you are really a genius in swordsmanship. ”

The two little junior sisters in front of them watched the normal game with excitement there, and they couldn't help but be excited. One of them whispered, "Senior Brother An has won again!" I really want to marry him! ”

"If someone has a marriage contract, it's An Luojun, are you better than others?" Another whispered a reminder.

"It's okay, you can be a concubine." This one doesn't care about authenticity.

"Oh, then call me." The two junior sisters clapped their hands, which can be regarded as an agreement.

Alas, it's good to be the protagonist, it's as obscene as the two senior brothers behind me.

"It would be nice if An Boyong married Xiao Tianxing."

"That's right, in this way, Senior Sister Qi Cheng and Senior Sister An Luojun are both ours."

"The group of people who don't marry them are also ours."