Cheng Qixue glared at a glance, bluffing his little heart thumping, but he reacted immediately, she glared not at him, but at the person next to him.

Cheng Qixue ignored the elder of the Sword Heng Sect who came to the stage to congratulate him, walked straight to the side of the stage, raised his sword and pointed at Wuyan, and said sharply: "I said before, I want to compete with you with a sword!" ”

This move made everyone here exclaim. Wuyan is a celebrity, and everyone here knows that Wuyan's swordsmanship is the first in the Phantom Yuan Realm.

"Okay." Faceless and expressionless, he responded, "After the sword conference, listen to it." ”

Cheng Qixue's sharp eyebrows raised slightly, she didn't expect Wuyan to be so crisp, and she was not a person who liked to grind, so she responded: "A word is a certainty." Then she turned around and walked away.

Mo Zhi looked at the two people in a daze, not knowing what to say. Seeing Cheng Qixue leaving, Wuyan also said to him, "Let's go back." Then he also turned to leave, and Mo Zhi replied in a daze, and followed.

On the way, Wuyan said, "You have won today, and you can rest for a few more days." ”

Mo Zhiyu was puzzled and asked, "Isn't the team game only today?" ”

"Theoretically." Wuyan said lightly, "But the people who are on the same team are usually relatively similar in strength." There are actually very few people who can beat the crowd in one game, and they usually just get a few wins, and then continue to compete. ”

Mo Zhiyu laughed, thinking of today's group of guys who couldn't take care of themselves, and couldn't help but feel a little proud in his heart.

"The competition between the teams will last about three days, and you can also come and observe." Wu Yan continued, "After that, there is a competition within the group, you are team C, and generally speaking, the opponent should be the first team B. ”

In this way, he will not fight in the ring with the little junior sister, Mo Zhiyu let go of his heart, and then expressed his curiosity: "How are this group and team divided?" ”

Wuyan explained to him: "The three groups of heaven, earth and people are generally divided according to fame and age. People on the Tianbang generally have been famous for a longer time and are older; The people on the list are all those who were not famous in the rumors before, and they are also children; And the people list is in between, and it is young people who have become famous in recent years, such as you. He glanced at Mo Zhiyu.

Mo Zhiyu nodded, this metaphor is easy to understand.

"And the distribution of the squads in the group is based on the actual cultivation." Wu Yan continued, "The Sword Discussion Conference is more about one's own combat ability, so the participation is mostly military cultivation and physical cultivation.

Therefore, Team A is usually a very small number of formation cultivators.

The rest of the B and C Ding teams are divided into the late and early stages of the Phantom Yuan Realm. ”

Mo Zhiyu was stunned and said, "Why am I Team C?" ”

"There are exceptions." Wuyan looked at him, "There are some people whose own strength can go up to a higher level, so they will come according to the one that is one step higher." ”

As they spoke, they passed by a ring and saw the illusion on the high platform retreat, and a young man with a sword stood among the people on the ground, his eyes sharp.

Jian Hengzong, Luo Yiying.

The people on the ground were motionless, as if they were dead, but Mo Zhiyu could feel the Yuan Li of those people, they were still alive, but they were no longer conscious.

The disciples of the Jianheng Sect's medical team hurriedly ran to the stage carrying stretchers and carried the injured away one by one. The elder of the Sword Heng Sect, who was in charge of this ring, walked up to the stage and saluted the young man with a smile: "Congratulations to the little boy, form a team B, and get out of the ranks!" ”

Luo Yiying didn't say a word, nodded lightly to the elder, and walked off the high platform alone.

"Luo Yiying is in the middle of the Phantom Yuan Realm, and he was assigned to Team B, and it seems that he lives up to the name of a genius." Mo Zhi said.

"I can only say that the rumors are true." Wuyan said, "Unlike the combination of rigidity and softness of Heavenly Sword Mountain, the Sword Heng Sect has taken the path of being extremely fast and fierce. You won Gongsun Yunjie by force before, but you won by surprise. You can't use the same trick twice, and the next time you meet someone from the Sword Heng Sect, you have to be more careful. ”

Hearing this, Mo Zhiyu laughed lightly and said, "Senior brother thinks I can win him?" Luo Yiying is now comparable to the late stage of the Lun Spirit Realm. ”

looked at him expressionlessly: "Whether I can win or not, I don't count." ”

The next day, Mo Zhiyu didn't have a match, but he didn't plan to watch the game. Anyway, I can't see anything when I go, and the information that is really necessary to see will be provided by Wuyan. Only in the afternoon he went to wait for Luo Bingqian, she was the winner of yesterday's game, and she won directly today. Then a large group of people celebrated happily and went to the hot springs drunk.

Mo Zhiyu and Hu Hansan soaked in the open-air bath and looked at the stars, the smell of wine did not subside, and the warm spring water made the whole body feel comfortable and made people drowsy.

"This emperor's enjoyment is good." Hu Hansan snorted, "It won't be annoying to soak every day." ”

Mo Zhiyu closed his eyes and smiled lightly: "Every day, the dead pigs are peeling." ”

"Hey!" Hu Hansan tilted his head to look at him, "It's been so long since you been a brother, can you not be so damn when you speak?" ”

Mo Zhiyu still laughed lightly, and then heard a disciple of another sect talking behind the curtain: "Did you hear?" The night before yesterday, this Lishan was dead? ”

"Dead?" The other person was startled, "This is the territory of the Sword Heng Sect, who dares to make trouble?" ”

"I don't know, the person who caught Tianjian Mountain on the spot!" The voice before said, "It is said that five disciples of the Sword Heng Sect and one civilian died!" ”

"I know this!" Another voice interjected, "I saw it in the afternoon, and that civilian is a sister who is a loose cultivator. That casual cultivator was making trouble at the gate of the courtyard of the Sword Heng Sect this afternoon! When he went to eat at night, Jian Hengzong informed his sister to go get the wound medicine, and her sister was killed. ”

"Jian Heng Sect is so atmospheric and still takes medicine for injuries?"

"Jian Heng Sect just said that there is no such thing, and sent that loose cultivator back. Now that this case has been taken over by Jiao Yiwei, I don't know what to do. ”

"Is the Sword Heng Sect so cowardly? Tianjian Mountain has been bullied to the ground, and they don't dare to squeak."

The discussion over there was in full swing, Hu Hansan couldn't listen to it anymore, twisted the bath towel, wrapped his fat waist, and was about to get up. And Mo Zhiyu held him down and shook his head slightly. Hu Hansan was a little indignant, but he still sat back and whispered: "The incident the night before, could it be that the Sword Heng Sect made trouble himself?" ”

"No, it won't." Mo Zhiyu closed his eyes and transmitted a message to Hu Hansan, "The Sword Conference was held by the Sword Heng Sect, and if something happened, the first person to take the blame was the Sword Heng Sect. They wish they could cover up that night! ”

Mo Zhiyu thought quietly for a while, and then transmitted a voice to Hu Hansan, saying, "Could it be that he has to do this?" —See Detective Z in the next chapter