There are beautiful women on the north bank, and there are Tinglan on the south bank.

This is the first time that Su Yanxue has met an opponent with similar attributes to himself head-on, Zhifeng's surroundings are surrounded by water currents, different from Qi Yue's waves, Zhifeng's water waves, gentle and calm, he stared into Su Yanxue's eyes and took a step forward

"In Xia Zhifeng, I have seen Senior Sister Su."

Zhifeng was dressed in a brown robe with a long sword at his waist, his sword eyebrows were starry, his nose was straight and his lips were thin, and his complexion was not as fair as the others, but a healthy wheat color.

He was majestic and majestic, and although he only stood there, he had already made everyone respect.

"Zhifeng, please advise!"

Su Yanxue clasped her fists and saluted, for an opponent like Zhifeng, she felt that she should not be careless.

After all, before the competition, she had heard Ye You say that Zhifeng was a rare hard-working genius in the Desert Night Gate, and under this selection system of the Desert Night Gate, there was no shortage of talented people in the door, but Zhifeng was able to stand out in the genius-filled Desert Night Gate with a kind of acquired diligence and strength.

Zhifeng's heavenly energy is a very common water-attribute phantom sword heavenly ability, however, Zhifeng has groped out a different path from ordinary people from his own cultivation, he uses true qi as the strength, flowing water as the medium, and combines his own spiritual power flow with his own water for synchronous control, so as to achieve a realm where water is him and he is water.

It is said that in this world, this variant cultivation method of combining man and sword is the existence known as "Gu Wu".

The wind rises, the water moves.

Zhifeng raised his hand, his long sword was held in his hand, and the water surged, merging with his sword.

"Wind Piercing!"

Seeing Zhifeng take the lead, he retreated with his back foot, leaned forward, his sword was level with his arm, and stabbed at Su Yanxue's front.

Su Yanxue didn't show weakness, she turned around to dodge, summoned the phantom qin, and with a flick of her fingers, a black storm appeared behind her, carrying countless sharp ice blades and shooting out one after another.

Zhifeng's reaction was extremely fast, he retreated again and again, and with a tumble in the air, he was out of Su Yanxue's attack range, he turned around and cast his sword, and the water followed his movements and enveloped him.

"Canglan Blade!"

Su Yanxue hurriedly stirred the strings of the piano, and a murderous aura came out from the sound of the piano, she turned around and retreated, and a blue ice sword stabbed straight towards Zhifeng with her piano sound.

Zhifeng swept his leg on the ground and stabilized his figure.

Seeing that the blue ice sword was just a stone's throw away, he quickly drew his sword to meet the blue ice sword, and slashed it to pieces with a turn.

"It's worthy of Senior Brother Zhifeng!"

Everyone in the audience praised that such a quick response and such an accurate response could be regarded as very good among the disciples in the Moye Sect.

However, before it was over, Su Yanxue kicked her feet, then jumped and left the ground, she held the piano in front of her in the air, plucked the strings with both hands, and wiped out her right hand with a "swish".

The black storm rushed out, and then dispersed into ice-colored blades and swept towards the ring.

Zhifeng was not to be outdone, his fingers walked up to the edge of the sword, followed by a fist, and the water flow around him lifted him off the ground as if it had life, and then, he stepped on the water flow and went straight to Su Yanxue's face, and with a swing of the sword, he was about to row to Su Yanxue.

"Not good!"

Su Yanxue flipped backwards in the air, and the piano in his hand disappeared, and he was about to row himself.

"Take it, Senior Sister Su, don't blame me for not knowing how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade!"

As he spoke, Zhifeng's sword got up and stepped forward, he stepped on the water, but Su Yanxue could not bear to fall to the ground.

Zhifeng's sword turned into delicate flowing water, holding up the long sword and floating in the air. He raised his hand and fell, and the sword, the flowing water, fell.

The water is engraved on the ground, but only the afterimage remains!

Just when Zhifeng thought that the battle was over, Su Yanxue appeared behind her at some point, she held the ice blade in her hand, turned sharply, and directly gave Zhifeng a backstab.

"What!?"

Before Zhifeng could take precautions, he was hit to the ground by Su Yanxue's backstab. Then, Su Yanxue summoned the phantom qin, and her fingers flew.

The slightest string sound entered his ears, and Zhifeng only felt that the sky was spinning for a while, and he was steadily suppressed by Su Yanxue in an instant.

"Void Cage Song!"

This is the new skill that Su Yanxue realized after the last competition, since the sound of the piano can kill, then, of course, it can also confuse people.

"You've lost."

Su Yanxue took back the phantom qin and said so coldly. Her long hair was almost translucent through the sunlight, and her eyes were as deep as the night, just standing there silently, making Zhifeng feel that she couldn't lift her head.

"But you're an adversary."

Su Yanxue turned around, but added another sentence.

She kicked her feet and flew off the stage.

The breeze lifted her sleeves, and her ice-blue hair fluttered in the air, like a dream.

"Senior Brother Zhifeng...... Actually lost? ”

There was silence for a while.

Just now, Zhifeng had obviously knocked Su Yanxue to the ground, but how did Su Yanxue get out of control and transfer behind Zhifeng in an instant?

This...... Maybe it's the most puzzling place for everyone.

"Xue Xue, congratulations on entering the next round."

Ye You saw Su Yanxue who had stepped down, and hurriedly went up to congratulate him.

But Su Yanxue shook her head

"Zhifeng is very powerful, if he doesn't show mercy, I will already lose."

"Huh?"

I didn't expect Su Yanxue's evaluation of Zhifeng to be so high, Ye You thought with some surprise.

"Su Yanxue, win."

Tianyin jumped into the ring and said, he walked in front of Zhifeng

"Brother Zhifeng, you are already very powerful."

But your opponent is her.

Tianyin said in his heart, he clearly saw Su Yanxue's actions just now.

"It's okay, I'm Zhifeng, I can afford to lose!"

Zhifeng, who had recovered from dizziness, stood up and said to Tianyin.

"That'll be fine."

After speaking, Zhifeng stepped down from the stage.

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The wind comes from the valley, and the water flows through the mountains.

The meandering stream flowed down the terrain, and Zhifeng sat quietly by the stream, the corners of his clothes stained with a little mud.

"Senior Brother Zhifeng, it turns out that you are here."

"What are you doing?"

Yun Muyu appeared in front of Zhifeng, as if he couldn't see Zhifeng's impatience.

"Senior Brother Zhifeng, why are you so impatient, could it be that I, Yun, have disturbed your cultivation?"

Yun Muyu approached Zhifeng with a smile, and in his hand was a fallen leaf that had just broken away from the branches.

"Yun Muyu, don't you know what others say about you?"

Zhifeng glanced sideways at Yun Muyu, his face full of dissatisfaction.

"Oh? I really don't know, otherwise, Senior Brother Zhifeng said to me. ”

"They all say that you are romantic, lazy in cultivation, and provoke female disciples in the door all day long without repentance."

"Merry? Hahaha, you're really funny, but I'm not trying to provoke those female disciples for no reason. ”

"It's not for nothing, did you do it on purpose? Yun Muyu, don't tell you that you want to open a harem and learn from those emperors and beauties of three thousand. ”

"Senior Brother Zhifeng seems to be more eloquent than I thought, but whether I am romantic or not, Senior Brother Zhifeng should know in his heart."

Yun Muyu said as he put the fallen leaves in his hand into the stream.

"The falling flowers are ruthless and the stream is intentional, Senior Brother Zhifeng, did I guess right?"

Yun Muyu said as she looked at Zhifeng

"Please take me to say hello to your mother, Senior Brother Zhifeng."

"Do you know my mother?"

Hearing Yun Muyu mention his mother, Zhifeng asked in disbelief.

But Yun Muyu shook his head

"I don't know, but I know, Zhifeng, your mother's name is Zhixi, you didn't take your father's surname, because your father left when you were not yet a month old, and never came back, through outsiders, you know that your father was amorous, and when your mother was pregnant with you, he also had a private meeting with someone, so after your father left, although your mother washed her face with tears for a considerable period of time, but later she brought you up for you to be strong."

Speaking of this, Yun Muyu couldn't help but sigh

"What a good woman, but she is so unladylike."

"Yun Muyu, how do you know? You investigate me? ”

Hearing Yun Muyu mention his past, Zhifeng couldn't sit still, what did this Yun Muyu want to do, why was he so clear about his affairs.

But Yun Muyu didn't answer his question, but continued

"Zhixi, originally the daughter of the nobles of Wangcheng, is famous in the mainland for her superb wind and rain swordsmanship, but after getting married, she hid into the world and left Wangcheng."

"And you, Zhifeng, as her child, you have inherited the extremely pure water attribute spiritual power since you were a child, and even when you were only 7 years old, you were able to communicate with the natural water, but you did not inherit your mother's spiritual power talent, so you are still just an ordinary disciple in the Desert Night Sect."

"Zhifeng, am I right?"

"Yun Muyu, do you think I will answer?"

Zhifeng swung at Yun Muyu with a punch, he came to Moyemen, just to cultivate to the realm of his mother as soon as possible, his mother had paid too much for him, he wanted his mother's wind and rain sword technique to reappear in the world, his mother could forgive the amorous father, but he couldn't.

Yun Muyu leaned back, raised his hand and easily caught Zhifeng's fist

"Senior Brother Zhifeng, you don't have to be so excited, I'm not telling you this today to poke your sore spots."

"Then why are you talking about this? Shows you're amazing? ”

Zhifeng's fist was held by Yun Muyu, and he couldn't move, he was secretly shocked in his heart, no, why couldn't he feel Yun Muyu's spiritual power fluctuations.

"Senior Brother Zhifeng, I just want to help you, I tell you this, I hope you can believe me, I know more than you know about your mother."

"Then you are so powerful, why do you need to say so much? Yun Muyu, why can't I say that you know about it through someone else's investigation. ”

"Senior Brother Zhifeng, I know these things, and I don't need to be so troublesome at all, but can I ask you to put down your fists?"

Hearing this, Zhifeng also calmed down just now, knowing that it was a little unreasonable for him to lose his temper just now for no reason.

"Senior Brother Zhifeng, although I am telling you this to help you, I can't actually do anything. In a sense, I'm a 'wreck'. ”

"Wasted?"

Zhifeng frowned, although he really didn't feel Yun Muyu's spiritual power fluctuations just now, but if he could easily take his punch, it couldn't be a wasted person, even if he didn't use his spiritual power, but his fist style was by no means fancy.

"Senior Brother Zhifeng, it's good to listen to me carefully, as for whether you accept my help in the future, it's your own choice."

"Then, I'll believe you again."

Long before Zhifeng entered the Moye Gate, after he left his mother, he had been deliberately concealing his identity, so when Yun Muyu told his identity so easily, he would be so nervous, and the ability to investigate his mother's identity made him even more vigilant, after all, his mother had already left the family and lived in seclusion.

"That's right."

Yun Muyu nodded, approached Zhifeng, and spoke in a low voice.

And Zhifeng listened, but he was never surprised, his fists were clenched, but he was gently patted on the shoulder by Yun Muyu,

Yun Muyu shook her head silently at Zhifeng.

Yun Muyu turned around, and another fallen leaf fell into his hand, and he looked up, the sky was so clear.