Zhou Yi quit "Jianghu" with a sad face, got up to wash, and was about to go to class, but saw his roommate Wang Zhe, who had just taken off his virtual helmet, crying wolf.

Wang Zhe is outgoing and enthusiastic, and he pays great attention to "Jianghu", whenever there is a major event, he is the first to learn, and at this moment, seeing Wang Zhe's excitement, there must be something big wrong.

"What's wrong? What's going on again? Zhang Tianlan, the boss of the dormitory, asked as he got out of bed.

"Hahaha! Did you know? At the end of next month, we will have a reunion of our largest alumni! Wang Zhe jumped up from the bed and said excitedly.

"Aren't alumni reunions happening all the time? Are you so excited? Another roommate, Chen Shangru, nicknamed "Scholar", stroked the glasses on the bridge of his nose and replied with some disapproval.

"This is no ordinary alumni reunion! It's in "Jianghu"! ”

"In Jianghu?" Zhou Yi was also interested and asked, "What's the situation?" ”

"Jiang Yueyao, the school flower of the School of Foreign Chinese Languages, and Duan Chi, the president of the student union, initiated from the student union, will hold a banquet in Wangjianglou in Shuzhong at the end of next month, when the time will gather the entire Z big "Jianghu" masters, it is said that there will be a competition to select the top ten masters of Z University, when the time comes, in front of the Jiang Da goddess, show their skills, maybe" Wang Zhe said, saliva is about to flow.

"Scholar" Chen Shangru glanced at Wang Zhe, and said slowly: "Let's not talk about Xiao Yi, a high-ranking disciple of the Wudang faction, Ah Zhe's strength, the other three people in our dormitory have to rank third, the top ten of the Z, I think it's better to forget it!" ”

"Holy! Scholar, you, you have the ability to fight next time! ”

Nowadays, most people choose to invest in the second world of "Jianghu", and Zhou Yi's dormitory is too, and the four of them have their own opportunities in "Jianghu", and they are all masters who can handle it.

Wang Zhe wanted to learn the majestic and domineering Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Descending, and joined the beggar gang very early, and the disciples of the beggar gang are all over the world and well-informed, which is quite suitable for Wang Zhe, who likes to inquire about some anecdotes about the rivers and lakes; "Scholar" Chen Shangru was obsessed with the gossip of the five elements in "Jianghu", and the book of Qimen Dunjia was successfully worshiped under the door of Peach Blossom Island after some tests; The eldest Zhang Tianlan is a disciple of the Blood Knife Sect, and his one-handed knife skills are also extremely good.

Wen Wu is the first, Wu Wu is the second, except for Zhou Yi, who rarely goes to Wudang Mountain, the other three have competed once! Although Wang Zhe's martial arts are by no means bad among the Z big, it is a pity that he has lost two games in a row and ranked third, but for the scholars who narrowly beat him by a few moves, Wang Zhe has always been unconvinced, and the two ridicule each other in the dormitory.

Zhang Tianlan covered his mouth and snickered a few times, but found that Zhou Yi was a little too quiet today, so he asked, "What's wrong?" Xiao Yi, do you have anything on your mind? ”

"Ahh Zhou Yi was a little stunned, then shook his head with a smile: "Some trivial matters in the sect, it's not a big deal, I can handle it well!" ”

Hearing this, Zhang Tianlan nodded, got up and greeted: "It's not too early, hurry up and go to class!" ”

The Tianshan faction began in the Ming Dynasty and flourished in the Qing Dynasty.

Huo Zhongxing, Huo Tiandu's father and son, under the guidance of Zhang Danfeng, the sword god of Meng Nanming, finally created a glorious Tianshan vein in this place with all his life's energy. This faction is the martial arts giant in the book of Liang Yusheng, the originator of the martial arts generation, and the limelight is especially in Shaolin and Wudang, but it is located in the northwest, so it is not obvious in the Central Plains.

At noon, the Tianshan martial arts arena!

The majestic school field was already crowded with black and oppressive crowds, and on the huge venue paved with white marble was a huge martial arts ring, and the side of the ring was lined up with disciples from various sects, everyone with an excited look of eagerness.

The Ten Sects of the Martial Arts is now the third session, which is a grand meeting every five years by such as Wudang, Tianshan, Emei, Kunlun, Kongtong, Diancang, Qingcheng, Bashan, Snow Mountain, Wuliang and other rivers and lakes that are more famous, and the swordsmanship schools other than the Wuyue Sword School are used every five years to select new disciples of each faction.

Zhou Yi stood in the camp of Wudang Academy, listening to the first apprentice of Song Yuanqiao, the first apprentice of Wudang, the first apprentice of Wudang, "good as water", Qiu Ruoshui gushing about the young heroes of all sects!

"That is a tall man, the Xishan Sword Monarch of the Qingcheng faction, who is dazzled by the Songfeng Sword Technique, but he is limited by his internal cultivation, and he is just flashy. Nothing to be afraid of! ”

"The blue-clothed one is the Kunlun faction's heaven and earth thunder, Kunlun's small nine heavens style is a little less ruthless than the Ming Sect's big nine heavens style, but the law is rigorous, the transition between offense and defense is seamless, and the end is powerful, but it's a pity that this heaven and earth thunder is too light, and we Wudang Tiyun Zong, beating him is the same as a monkey!"

"Huh? That Emei's Guo Nuan, didn't you come this time? What a pity! I heard that dead flat chest, it seems that I have recently got the "Nine Yin True Scripture", and I really want to see it! ”

Listening to his own senior sister count these elites of various factions who are high and supernatural in their lives, Zhou Yi unconsciously sighed a little, the so-called circle, that's what I said! Only a martial arts leader like Qiu Ruoshui can ridicule these names that make Zhou Yi full of longing so equally!

"Alas! That's Su Linfeng from the Tianshan faction, uh, although this guy has some real skills, but he is too stinky! Ben doesn't like him!."

When he heard Su Linfeng's name, Zhou Yimeng's pupils shrank slightly, and he carefully glanced at the tall figure of the white-clothed Shengxue, who was slowly following behind Huo Tiandu, the head of the Tianshan faction, and slowly walked onto the rostrum, with no expression on a handsome and unseemly face, looking coldly at the crowded venue, like a piece of ice that would not melt for thousands of years!

"Look, I'll just say it! Always has a stinky face, as if someone always owes him millions! Hey? Little brother, what's wrong with you? ”

Zhou Yi, who was a little distracted, hurriedly shook his head.

"Oh? Senior Brother Zhou seems to have some thoughts about Su Linfeng? Qiu Ruoshui looked at Xu Yi carefully, and a malicious smile suddenly appeared on her face.

"Nope! I'm Su Linfeng's opponent! Zhou Yi hurriedly shook his head.

"Who said you were his opponent?! How vulgar it is to always fight and kill! You and Su Linfeng can compose a love story with twists and turns, singing and crying! Rest assured! On the way to pursue true love, alas! Senior brother, don't go! I'm not done yet, am I? ”

Just as the two were greeting, the Ten Factions Meeting officially kicked off!

With the announcement of Huo Tiandu, the head of Tianshan Mountain, like Hong Zhong Dalu, the ten factions officially kicked off, and then before everyone came to their senses, a white-clothed figure of Shengxue was already standing proudly in the ring.

Just looking at that familiar figure, most people couldn't help but rub their eyes a few times, and they couldn't believe what was in front of them - it turned out to be!

Tianshan Su Linfeng?!