The practice of martial arts of the new day began again, as usual, I got up early in the morning to hang the horse and hang bricks, practiced my fists and feet after breakfast, worked after lunch, and meditated and pranayama after dinner.

Li Cangxing found that his speed had improved after he passed the pulse, and he didn't have to be lucky to beat this sandbag into the air, so that in addition to guiding Mu Lanxiang, no one else could accompany him to practice.

As soon as Zama was over, Xu Linzong was specially called away by Ziguang, and from this day on, he never practiced martial arts with Li Canghai again.

Among the junior brothers and sisters, Mu Lanxiang and Xin Peihua are obviously more diligent than others, these two have the same foundation and are similar in age, Li Cangxing arranged for the two to pair up to practice, and he guided from the side, more than five months later, the speed of the two of them has greatly improved, and they have also broken through several yin acupoints, and the bricks hanging on Mu Lanxiang's arms have also quickly reached six, which is one of the best among all the junior disciples.

Xu Linzong also opened up the Yin intersecting vein during this time. Li Cangxing didn't dare to take advantage of the situation to continuously rush the acupoints in the internal strength practice like last time, and only broke through the first three acupoints of the Yin Dimensional Vein in the past five months. In a blink of an eye, summer goes to autumn, and it is almost the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Since the month before the Mid-Autumn Festival, the little disciples have not talked much about this competition, and they have spoken to each other a lot.

After Zama every day, everyone mysteriously found a place to practice martial arts secretly, and even Mu Lanxiang was called by Heishi to practice alone every day after practicing with everyone for three months.

Li Cangxing asked her a few times during dinner what she was practicing recently, but she, like Xu Linzong, didn't say anything.

Chengguang has also become silent since the day Li Cangxing broke away from the Yin Jiao, and never mentioned the Mid-Autumn Festival competition, which made Li Cangxing feel that the atmosphere was a little mysterious and terrifying.

Three days before the Mid-Autumn Festival, it happened to be the triennial martial arts ranking meeting of the third generation of Wudang disciples, because this was the first ranking after everyone went to Wudang, it was decided what kind of martial arts practice would be awarded after this test, and they were all full of excitement and expectation.

The square in front of the Zixiao Hall has become the place of this competition, and a four-zhang square wooden ring has been set up in the middle, because the head of the Xuanchong Taoist retreat has not come out, the Mid-Autumn Festival competition was presided over by the Ziguang Taoist, and more than 20 Taoist leaders who entered the Tao, led by Ziguang and Heishi, are all seated in front of the ring, and more than 30 little disciples are gathered under the stage, one by one, eager to try.

Ziguang stood on the stage, his expression was serious, and he slowly opened his mouth, with enough breath to let his every word clearly drill into everyone's ears: "Wudang three generations of disciples, today is the first Mid-Autumn Festival competition after you join Wudang, according to today's results, two winners who are fortunate enough to learn my Wudang Zhenmen stunt Liangyi swordsmanship, and today's performance will also determine what kind of advanced martial arts will be awarded in the future." ”

"When everyone competes, come in the order of entry, pay attention to this is the same door, point to point, if there is a shot to hurt someone, or it is against morality, then according to the law according to the rules of the punishment, everyone understands?"

Li Cangxing and the others said in unison: "Disciple understands. ”

Ziguang looked at Ying Changqi and Xin Peihua, the youngest in the stands, and his face softened slightly: "Changqi, you and Peihua come first." ”

The one-on-one catch and comparison test began, although the little disciples used entry-level Wudang Long Fist, Mianzhang and Sweeping Leaf Legs and other kung fu, but the gap in their usual cultivation can still be reflected.

Although Xin Peihua is more than half a year younger than Ying Chang, he usually practices diligently, especially in the past six months, under the supervision of Li Cangxing, he has made rapid progress, and he has played a small half pillar of incense.

The winning Xin Peihua jumped excitedly on the stage, while the defeated Ying Changqi looked depressed, Ziguang nodded with satisfaction, let the two step down, and selected two new disciples to compete on the stage.

In this way, more than three hours have passed, Li Cangxing and Xu Linzong have also tried two rounds on stage, and they both won easily, and although Mu Lanxiang is young, the radiance of martial arts progress in the past half a year is greater than Xin Peihua, plus the original practice of martial arts began at the age of three when he was in the Ji family, and the time for practicing martial arts is almost the same as that of Li Cangxing, and even Liang Xiaofa and Senior Brother Wang were defeated in her hands.

There are fewer and fewer people left in the field, and there are only Li Cangxing, Xu Linzong, Xin Peihua and Mu Lanxiang left, although the junior disciples who have been eliminated have chagrin written on their faces, but they usually dismantle the tricks every day, and they have long known this result, and now they are all talking about who can laugh in this competition.

"It's still a big brother, and the pair of fists I and him are so shocked that I can't even lift my hands. I think I'm sure the big brother will win. ”

"I think Senior Brother Xu is powerful, I fought with him just now, and I haven't woken up much, so I gave him a push like that, and he fell to the ground all of a sudden, Senior Brother Liliang may be stronger, but he is definitely not as good as Senior Brother Xu in terms of skill."

"Hehe, junior brother and junior sister I think they also have a chance, they have practiced hard in the past six months, and the senior brother takes us to practice all day long, but I don't have much time to practice."

"It's impossible, the senior brother has all passed the Yin connection, and with this alone, the little junior brother and the little junior sister will have to practice for at least a year to catch up with him."

"That's it, there are two people who can learn the Liangyi swordsmanship anyway, Senior Brother and Senior Brother Xu are definitely two people, as for who is the first, it doesn't matter."

Ziguang glanced around the stage from the stage to the audience, and the discussion gradually faded away. I only heard the voice of Ziguang sound again: "Let's catch and compare and determine the winner, the first game, Xin Peihua vs. Mu Lanxiang." ”

As soon as these words came out, all the people on and off the stage exploded at once, and even a few second-generation Taoist masters sitting on the chairs stood up at once, most of them were full of suspicion, only Heishi looked calm as usual, while Chengguang had a gloomy face, clenching his fists tightly.

No matter how stupid the little disciples are, they understand the significance of this decision: Xu Linzong and Li Cangxing, who are recognized as having the highest martial arts, must eliminate one of them. But before they had time to talk more, they were silent one by one when they met the majestic gaze of Ziguang, and they didn't dare to speak again.

Li Cangxing stood on the stage, when he heard the news, his heart also sank suddenly, from childhood to adulthood, although he accompanied Xu Linzong countless times, but he had never used all his strength to compete, he glanced at Xu Linzong with a complicated mood, and found that his expression was calm, as if he had already known this arrangement.