Luo Feng looked at the sky in the field with deep meaning and muttered to himself

"Actually attached to the weapon with internal force, and then controlled in the air, it seems that this person's control of internal force is far above Wuzun, it's really terrifying"

"Yes, this miscellaneous disciple is still at the level of a martial artist, and he can't even form a sword qi, but his understanding of internal force is really amazing, and besides, controlling internal force in the air requires a lot of energy, which shows that his spiritual power is also very strong!"

Cao Yilan praised Wei Tian, and Luo Feng nodded frequently when he heard it, it seems that Yushen Villa has picked up a treasure.

"It's a strange feeling, I always feel like something is wrong."

Only Luo Fanchen frowned slightly, and the amazing move of Wei Tian just now made him see the shadow of a person.

In the martial arts arena, Wei Tian gently shook the miscellaneous green clothes and called out

"Host, in this competition, it's me Liu Ren, right?"

The host immediately woke up, trotted over, gently patted Wang Bin, who was still kneeling on the ground, and asked in a low voice

"Wang Bin, have you thrown in the towel?"

Wang Bin shook his head lightly and replied in frustration

"Host, my name is not Wang Bin, my name is Cai Bin"

The host smiled awkwardly, raised Wei Tian's arm holding the kitchen knife, and shouted loudly

"In the first game, the winner is Liu Ren, a miscellaneous disciple!"

The cheers and exclamations wrapped the entire martial arts arena, "Liu Ren", this name is worthy of being recorded in the annals of history!

Weitian got off to a good start, and the miscellaneous disciples all congratulated him, and for a while Weitian became their hero.

"Brother Lu, please return this kitchen knife to the back kitchen, remember not to harass people next time..."

Lu Youcai took the kitchen knife handed to him by Wei Tian, a little embarrassed.

"Brother Liu, next time, I, Lu Youcai, will definitely get you a good knife!"

The competition continued, and during the period, there were also miscellaneous disciples who competed on the stage, but they were all beaten to the ground, and in the blink of an eye, it was the turn of the tenth game.

The host walked into the middle of the room and said loudly

"The following is the tenth scene, please catch the disciple of the tenth to come to the stage..."

Lu Youcai was a little nervous, and his hand holding the scabbard trembled.

Wei Tian looked in his eyes and comforted

"Brother Lu, remember, you are a swordsman..."

"Swordsman..."

It's been a long time since I've heard anyone call me these two words, and Lu Youcai was in a trance for a while.

"Yes, I, Lu Youcai, am indeed a swordsman!"

With a shake of the sword in his hand, Lu Youcai no longer hesitated, nodded to Wei Tian, and strode towards the middle of the field.

Because of Wei Tian's wonderful performance before, no one dared to underestimate the miscellaneous disciples after that, the host watched Lu Youcai walk over with firm steps, and couldn't help nodding secretly.

Lu Youcai took the position, but he did not see another person come to power. The host was a little suspicious and looked around the sidelines

"Another disciple who caught the tenth, please hurry up to the stage to participate in the competition!"

On the high-ranking seat, a yellow-clothed disciple stabbed Ma Zhaode, who was still asleep.

"Young Master Ma, you seem to be the tenth..."

"Hmm... Ten is good-looking, fair-skinned, Mom, bring her to my room. ”

Ma Zhaode smashed his mouth, and in his dreams he still recalled the joy of last night in Luoshui City.

"Ma Zhaode, don't let Lao Tzu hurry up and get on stage!"

A secret sound penetrated Ma Zhaode's ears, and Ma Zhaode suddenly sobered up, and looked forward, the afterglow of the second master, Ma Xiongzhi, stared at him fiercely.

"Number 10, Grandma Ten, I'm Number 10"

Ma Zhaode grabbed his sword, climbed down the audience with a rolling belt, and pounced on the host.

A large smell of wine greeted him, causing the host's stomach to turn upside down, and his brows immediately furrowed.

"Ma Zhaode, are you taking the number ten?"

Because of the face of the second master, the host still tries to maintain his demeanor.

After Ma Zhaode handed over the note, the wine also woke up for the most part, and when he looked at his opponent again, his eyebrows jumped

"Lulu is talented?

Lu Youcai was also shocked, but he didn't expect that the road was narrow and he faced Ma Zhaode.

"Young Master Ma, Lu Youcai also caught No. 10"

"Hehe" Ma Zhaode had a sly smile on his face, "Brother Lu, you will know what to do later, right?" Young Master Ma, I am a direct disciple of the Imperial God Villa, don't let me not get off the stage?"

Lu Youcai was stunned for a moment and shuddered. Ma Zhaode's obscenity made him a little overwhelmed, and it was difficult for people who were used to being bullied to get up again.

"Ma Zhaode, please don't gossip before the competition" The host finished checking the notes of the two, and was very disdainful of Ma Zhaode's villain.

"I'm sorry, host, Brother Lu is my friend, I didn't expect to be so fateful, and I caught No. 10 at the same time, so I talk a lot, don't be surprised"

Ma Zhaode grinned widely, although he spoke politely, he obviously didn't take the other party in his eyes.

The host snorted coldly and announced the start of the competition!

In the martial arts arena, Ma Zhaode and Lu Youcai confronted each other.

Lu Youcai was apprehensive, he hadn't touched a sword for many years, and he was very unaccustomed to using a sword in his left hand. Moreover, Ma Zhaode, as an opponent, is still a living Hades who controls himself. In this game, should it be better to follow Ma Zhaode's wishes and lose?

But Ma Zhaode looked like he was winning, for him, Lu Youcai, a miscellaneous disciple, was like a bedbug under his feet on weekdays, and he didn't have the courage to compete with him.

"Second senior brother, your son is staggering, it seems that he can't even stand on his feet, did he drink too much wine last night, hehe" Cao Yilan in the audience mocked inappropriately.

Ma Xiongzhi's old face immediately became ugly

"Although the dog is cynical, it is more than enough to deal with a miscellaneous disciple!"

Cao Yilan smiled and said nothing, in his opinion, although Ma Zhaode and Luo Fanchen are both direct disciples, they are simply one heaven and one underground.

At the same age, the resources he has are about the same, but Luo Fanchen is now at the level of a martial artist, and he also worships the "Heavenly Sword" Lu Huainan as his teacher, and he is extremely talented, and he is the best candidate for the next owner, and his future is limitless.

Looking at Ma Zhaode again, he is just a martial artist, he spends all day drinking and not talking, and he has made a group of fox friends and dog friends in Luoshui City, bullying the people, fighting and fighting, it is simply the face of a demon king of the world.

However, these are what the owner Luo Feng is happy to see. The bigger the gap between those direct disciples and Luo Fanchen, the more justifiably they can pass on the position of the owner to him. To some extent, it was precisely because of this idea that Luo Feng turned a blind eye to Ma Zhaode's bad behavior.

But Wei Tian didn't have the complicated thoughts of these nobles, and his eyes never left Lu Youcai and Ma Zhaode.

"Ma Zhaode ate flower wine last night and was weak, this is a good opportunity in a lifetime. As long as you play at your usual level, Brother Lu, you will definitely be able to win a big victory. However, before that, there must be a hurdle to be crossed," Wei Tian said secretly in his heart.

In the middle of the field, Lu Youcai unhurriedly pulled out his long sword and threw the scabbard aside.

"Lu Youcai, come on, let's have a good fight?"