As Lei Wanshan's words fell, the fifty disciples flocked to the five rings one after another according to the drawing of lots, and the beginner disciples on the periphery of the cultivation dojo also swarmed in, and the three layers inside and outside surrounded the high platforms of the ten fighting methods, making a lot of noise. (The update is the fastest and most stable, look,. ANN.)

Gu Bangkun and Wang Baoquan were also ready to fight, and the two of them came to the C-shaped fighting ring, and met the two inner disciples who presided over the fighting, so they silently waited for the arrangement.

The two inner disciples who presided over the C-character fighting ring were Tang Jingxiang and Han Yunsheng, but the two of them had already had a division of labor, Tang Jingxiang shouldered the right to adjudicate, and could terminate the fighting method at any time and decide the winner, while Han Yunsheng was only in charge of the formation and was responsible for the safety of the outer disciples.

The ten outer disciples of the C-shaped ring had already arrived, but Gu Kuangkun's face became bitter, because he found that among the ten disciples, there were Fang Yunfeng, the refiner of the sect, Zhen Xiu'er, the talisman master of the sect, Lu Canghai, a disciple from a scattered cultivation, and the three disciples who had a high demand for promotion to inner disciples in the sect were all here.

Tang Jingxiang looked around, took the ten disciples who were going to participate in the fighting method into his eyes, and said loudly: "Senior brothers and sisters, please also show the sign card of your draw. ”

Her eyebrows are obliquely long into the sideburns, the bridge of her nose is straight, her red lips are like flames, and her phoenix eyes are looking forward to it, and she has a terrifying majesty.

There was an outer disciple who carried a sword at his waist, and immediately said loudly: "Senior Sister Tang, Senior Brother Xi Zuojian, draw a sign to show Bingdong." ”

Tang Jingxiang bowed slightly, and said with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "The East is the place of gestation, the sunrise in the East, the source of ten thousand trees, the corresponding should be propylene wood, but I don't know which junior brother's signature is propylene wood." ”

Gu Bangkun sighed, then urged the wheelchair out of the crowd, and said in a deep voice: "Senior Sister Tang, junior brother Gu Bangkun, the lottery is Bingmu." ”

Although he entered the door four or five years earlier than Tang Jingxiang, he didn't talk about coming first and arriving in the cultivation world, but he was determined by cultivation, Tang Jingxiang was already a cultivator at the peak of the ninth layer of qi refining, not to mention that he wanted to call her senior sister, if she succeeded in building the foundation in a few years, I am afraid that she would have to respectfully call her uncle when they met.

The disciple named Xi Zuojian suddenly looked abrupt, and Ha Lu Ha Da Lu smiled and said: "In this way, the junior brother understands that according to the signing of Bingdong corresponding to Bingmu, the first game of the junior brother is to decide the victory or defeat with Senior Brother Gu." ”

Speaking of this, he glanced at Gu Pound Kun, and then said with a relaxed expression: "It's just that Senior Brother Gu is not good at doing things, but Senior Brother has taken a big advantage, but he is a little invincible." ”

He didn't take Gu Pound Kun to heart in his words, as if the first battle was already in his hands.

Tang Jingxiang's eyebrows furrowed tightly, five years ago, she witnessed the ancient majestic death to protect the sect, and was cut off by Zhu Ziming of Feiyun Gate, her legs were cut off alive, and she was already very respectful in her heart, and she didn't want other disciples to despise him, so she said with a displeased expression: "The victory or defeat is still unknown, Senior Brother Xi can't talk nonsense." ”

Xi Zuojian replied with a bright expression, but he didn't care at all, he entered the sect relatively late, and he had limited knowledge of Gu Qikun, only knowing that he was the county guard of Qinghe County, presumably because he was entangled in mundane affairs on weekdays, and he had no time to cultivate, and his legs were crippled, even if he was a sixth-level cultivator of qi refining, there was nothing to be great about, and it was effortless to defeat him.

Tang Jingxiang ignored him, Feng Mu looked around, and continued: "Junior brothers and sisters, according to the order of the signs, Bingdong corresponds to Bingmu, Bingnan corresponds to Binghuo, etc., and the five parties correspond to the five elements, divided into five pairs for fighting, and the winner is the top five in the C-shaped ring." ”

Speaking of this, she asked in a deep voice, "Junior brothers and sisters, do you all understand?" ”…,

Gu Bangkun and the others looked solemn, and immediately responded: "Yes, Senior Sister Tang, we already understand!" ”

Tang Jingxiang bowed his head slightly with a satisfied expression, and said aloud: "Okay, then according to the order of signing, please invite Senior Brother Gu and Senior Brother Xi to fight." ”

As soon as her words fell, the left sword threw off the outer robe, revealing the samurai uniform inside, pulled out the sword at his waist, threw out a sword flower, turned over in the air and jumped into the ring.

Gu Pound Kun shook his head slightly, and suddenly slapped the armrest of the wheelchair, and there was a harsh sound of rolling, and the airbag popped out under the seat of the chair, and Gu Pound Kun flew up like a volley with a chair, and landed steadily in the ring.

Xi Zuojian looked stunned, and then said with a smile: "Senior Brother Gu, the wheelchair under your seat is cleverly designed. ”

Gu Bangkun pushed the wheelchair forward, and said with a smile on his face: "Senior Brother Xi, if you can't walk for five or six years, and you have to rely on this thing to travel, I'm afraid you can come up with some tricks." ”

Xi Zuojian also laughed and said: "If the junior brother's legs are abolished, I am afraid that he is not as chic as Senior Brother Gu, I am afraid that he can only pass the time in the world, and even the big competition of the outer disciples may not participate." ”

Gu Bangkun smiled slightly, stared at the past with a pair of sharp eyes, looked at the left hand where he was holding the sword, and said in a deep voice: "Senior Brother Xi's left hand has ten slender and powerful fingers, which are completely different from the right hand, so it can be seen that the swordsmanship is extremely good. ”

Xi Zuojian looked stunned, and then said with a smile: "Senior Brother Gu's eyes are like lightning, what he said is right, the junior brother is a natural left-hander, and he practices left-handed swordsmanship hard, and the swordsmanship of the left hand is several times better than that of the right-handed, so that the junior brother simply changed his name to the left sword, if the foundation is successfully built in the future, he will be asked to reward the title of Zuojian Zhenren." ”

"Left Sword Zhenren?" Gu Pound Kun couldn't help but laugh dumbly, and said: "In this way, if the senior brother is lucky enough to build a foundation, wouldn't he be a real person who has been named a wheelchair?" ”

"Wheelchair real person, Senior Brother Gu, don't laugh at me to death!" Xi Zuojian suddenly laughed, exchanged the sword in his hand in his right hand, and said with a smile: "Both of us are cultivators of the sixth level of qi refining, but Senior Brother Gu is not good at doing it, according to the character of the junior brother, he has always been unwilling to take such an advantage, even if he wins the fighting method, he is quite unhappy in his heart, and the junior brother uses the right hand sword to fight the method, so it is fair and just." ”

Seeing him so big, Gu Maje sighed secretly in his heart, and secretly said that Senior Brother Xi was afraid that he was used to being comfortable in the sect, after all, the experience of cultivation was insufficient, and his heart was to be honed, and it was useless to remind him now, hoping that this fighting competition could make him mature quickly, so as to do more for the sect.

As soon as he thought of this, Gu Pound Kun reined in his mind and said in a deep voice: "That is the case, Senior Brother Xi's painstaking acceptance, then it is disrespectful, please take action!" ”

"Okay, Senior Brother Gu will take a look!" Xi Zuojian couldn't bear it anymore, so he pulled out a sword flower with his right hand, rubbed his body and rushed forward.

A red sword light swept through the air, and the flames above immediately rose up, this was the sect's mid-level spell Fire Yan Blade.

The sword was attached to the flames, the sword qi suddenly soared, and the heat wave rushed towards the sword, directly taking Gu Pound Kun's shoulder, just fighting with the disciple, he didn't want to hurt people in his heart, he just wanted this senior brother who lost his legs to retreat.

But when the sword was less than four feet, Gu Pound Kun suddenly slapped the armrest, and the wheelchair spun abruptly, meeting the sword with the back of the chair.

'Dang' sounded, and I don't know what kind of material the wheelchair was made of, Xi Zuojian's sword couldn't penetrate it, and even the flames couldn't burn it.

Xi Zuojian's expression suddenly became surprised, and just as he was about to draw his sword and attack again, the wheelchair spun again, slid a beautiful half-arc in front of his eyes, and spun behind him at a speed as fast as lightning. …,

The sound of the weapon breaking through the air suddenly came from the back of his head, and Xi Zuojian was suddenly shocked, even if he understood that he was really careless, that Senior Brother Gu was really not an easy person, and he could only dodge sideways and on his back in a hurry, only to feel that his face was swept by the heat wave, and it was extremely uncomfortable, and the corner of his eye couldn't help but glance at it, but he saw Gu Poundkun's right hand, but he didn't know when there was an extra crimson hook sickle.

The outer disciples are more important than the others, and at this time, they can't care about the previous big words, Xi Zuojian is about to hand over the sword to his left hand and perform a sharp swordsmanship, but it is already a little late.

I saw that Gu Pound Kun didn't wait to recruit the old, his right hand suddenly flipped over, and the blood-red tip of the spear slid down obliquely, like a fire snake, and went straight to Xi Zuojian's shoulder, and at the same time, his left hand slapped the armrest of the wheelchair, and suddenly shot out a flying claw iron rope from the bamboo tube, and rolled horizontally towards Xi Zuojian's legs.

Although Xi Zuojian dodged the sword on his shoulder, his legs were bound by the iron rope, and he immediately couldn't stand firm and rolled to the ground.

Han Yunsheng, who was sweeping the formation next to him, got Tang Jingxiang's eyes, and sang loudly: "In the first battle of the C-shaped ring, Gu Pang Kun wins." ”

This change happened in an instant, the outer disciple Xi Zuojian, who was good at swordsmanship, only made a move, and he had not yet performed a proud stunt, and he had been knocked to the ground by Gu Pound Kun, and the onlookers had never expected it, but they didn't expect it to be such an ending, they were all stunned for a while, and when they came back to their senses, they all cheered loudly.

Gu Pound Kun smiled slightly, put the blood-red hook and sickle into the storage bag, and gently pulled the handrail with his left hand, and the flying claw iron cable wrapped around Xi's left sword suddenly retracted, as if a poisonous snake had returned to its lair, and all of it was drilled into the bamboo tube of the handrail.

Xi Zuojian stood up with a dejected expression, at this moment he was difficult to come back to his senses, he was full of confidence in front of the fighting method, but he didn't expect to lose so quickly, in front of all the junior brothers and sisters, he felt that his face was dull, and he couldn't wait to get into a crack in the ground, hanging his head and about to jump out of the ring, so as to find a place where no one was there to hide.

"Senior Brother Xi!" Gu Bangkun called him at this time, and said in a deep voice: "The senior brother was able to win this time, not because the junior brother was not as good as others, but because he was careless and missed, so take it as a lesson!" I hope that the junior brother can succeed in the coming year and be smoothly promoted to the inner disciple. ”

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