"Seventy-five?"

Huangfu Chengjian's eyebrows raised slightly, and then he laughed: "This is really a coincidence, I am also on the seventy-fifth, but I want to fight against Brother Zhang, but after the third game, I hope that at that time, I can still meet Brother Zhang and have a fight." Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"

How could Zhang Xin not hear this sentence with a gun and a stick? He didn't pay much attention to it, he sorted out his robe by himself, and carefully checked the long knife 'Qiulan' on his waist.

Xie Ling'er looked entangled, she not only hoped that Zhang Xin could win this time and stay with her to enter Xuanzong, but also knew that this hope was extremely slim, and she was worried that Zhang Xin would be sad and sad afterwards, and it would be even more difficult to meet in the future.

In the end, a thousand words can only be reduced to one sentence: "Brother Xin, you must be careful, you would rather lose than hurt yourself." ”

Wang Feng also greatly agreed: "Senior Sister Xie's words are reasonable! Even if you can't get through this time, there is still an outer door." My Xuanzong will select disciples from the outer sect every ten years to get started, it's not that there is no chance, Zhang Xin, you can't destroy yourself. ”

Zhang Xin sighed secretly, he didn't bother to answer, and walked directly to platform 75. When he stepped into the ring from the left, his opponent also came up from the opposite side.

It was a young man about fourteen years old, with a fairly handsome face, covered in a white robe, carrying a long sword, and his clothes fluttering, looking graceful, but unfortunately the pimple on his forehead was a little disturbing the scenery and ruined the picturesque scenery.

Seeing this, Zhang Xin suddenly felt relieved. He was afraid that his opponent would be seventeen or eighteen years old, and after losing to him, he didn't even have to play in the loser's bracket, and he missed the opportunity to improve.

The preparation time was about sixty breaths, but the young man opposite Zhang Xin looked proud: "Are you Zhang Xin?"

Zhang Xinwei was stunned for a moment, thinking to himself, how can you, a fourteen-year-old little doll, dare to call yourself 'this seat'? Then he asked puzzledly: "Dare to ask the name of Brother Tai?"

"I am the Ten Absolute Divine Sword Fang Xinzi, and the first swordsman of Jiulipo is also!"

The young man raised his chin slightly: "It's your misfortune that you met this seat today!"

Zhang Xin almost laughed, thinking that his first opponent was really enough. But then he was touched and remembered his youth as Shangguan Xuanhao, and his personality was even more strange than this young man.

As soon as he thought of this, Zhang Xin also suddenly became playful, and his eyes condensed slightly: "It turned out to be the Ten Peerless Divine Sword?

But he immediately shook his clothes, and he was arrogant: "It's too early to say that it's unfortunate, and in the next Zhang Xin, it's called the Crazy Knife! It's an honor to be able to fight with the Jiulipo Divine Sword today." ”

"Crazy Knife? I haven't heard of it,"

The young man snorted lightly, as if he drew his sword in his hand casually: "It's okay, let's learn Brother Zhang's martial arts today and see if it's worthy of the name of this crazy sword!"

Zhang Xin laughed, suddenly flicked the sleeves of his robe, and waved it on the hilt of the knife. The psionic energy vibrated and suddenly caused the long knife to fly out of its sheath, dripping and flapping in the air a few times, shining with a cold light, and it fell into his hand after a few breaths.

"Then Brother Fang be careful, the knife in my hand is a sharp weapon in the world, the knife is three feet nine inches long, the net weight is nine catties and seven taels, and the hair is broken!"

Fang Xinzi looked at Zhang Xin's series of bells and whistles, his expression was stunned, his eyes were full of envy and chagrin,

However, this one also reacted immediately, and also danced a sword flower: "This sword is made of 3,000 zhang of fine iron underground, the sword is three feet four inches long, and the net weight is eight catties and three taels, and the iron can be sharpened like mud, please be careful Brother Zhang!"

At this time, under the ring, Xie Ling'er, who was watching from a distance twenty zhang away, couldn't help but cover her eyes with her hands, and she couldn't bear to witness it. I thought that she believed in her brother, and she didn't know what she was crazy about!

What kind of sword madness, don't you know shame? There are so many people here who are watching,

Huangfu Cheng was dumbfounded after reading it, and then smiled mockingly: "This Brother Zhang seems to be really an interesting person,"

Wang Feng shook his head slightly: "It seems that I will really send this brother Zhang down the mountain later, I have heard a little about this Xinzi, the first swordsman in Jiulipo, but he is not blown, he is indeed almost invincible in the Sun and Moon Martial Arts Hall in Jiulipo." This guy's talent as a spirit master is also good, and he has been recommended to enter the Hui Ling class to practice the spirit master method in advance. But even if he doesn't go to your side, if he wants to enter the inner door, he will be nine times out of ten. ”

The so-called Sun Moon Martial Arts Hall is a place opened by Sun Moon Xuanzong in the town under the mountain to teach children from all over the world to practice martial arts and fitness. On the one hand, it can enable the people to be able to deal with some demons with low ability when they become adults, and on the other hand, it can also cultivate the descendants of the sect and lay the foundation of spiritual teachers for children everywhere.

Among them, there are outstanding spiritual master qualifications, and there are also those who hope to enter the spiritual class to practice.

The spirit master who served as the referee on the stage obviously couldn't stand it anymore, and as soon as the sixty breaths passed, he immediately waved the flag: "Let's start!"

In Fang Xinzi's eyes, the essence suddenly flashed slightly: "Be careful, Brother Zhang!"

His first sword was the Zhonggong Zhijin, a sword with a long rainbow through the sun, piercing Zhang Xin's chest and abdomen. The light of the sword is so swift that it is difficult for people to catch it.

Zhang Xin only glanced at it, and his eyes flashed with a bit of appreciation. This self-boasted that he was a ten-peer sword, but the kung fu on the sword was indeed solid.

Then he stepped back, pulled away, and swung his sword again. When the light of the sword was fixed, it was already in front of the tip of the nose of the nobec. It's only an inch, not a centimeter!

"Huh?"

Fang Xinzi maintained the posture of stabbing forward, his eyes blinked, he couldn't believe it, and after a while, he confirmed that this knife only needed to slash forward just now, and it could cut into his face.

After thinking about it for a while, Fang Xinzi realized that he had lost, and a look of chagrin suddenly appeared on his face, but this was also a neat and neat character. He put away his sword immediately, and said in a depressed voice: "It's our Xinzi who is defeated, and today the Ten Absolute Divine Swords are invincible to the Crazy Sword!"

Zhang Xin also put the knife into the sheath, and when he saw Fang Xinzi's sad appearance, he couldn't help but feel a little guilty. I feel like I'm just an adult bullying a child.

However, after a slight change of thought in his heart, he gave up comfort, and instead laughed and said: "Your swordsmanship is good, but it's a pity that you are too conformist, not my opponent!

That Fang Xinzi's expression was slightly vibrating, and his eyes seemed to be glowing: "Brother Zhang's knife technique, let me be convinced." However, on the Spirit Master Dao, Fang will not lose to you. I also look forward to seeing you again in six years!"

The referee originally wanted to drive people away, but at this time, seeing that these two looked sympathetic, their cold faces eased slightly, and let them 'communicate'.

Wang Feng in the audience was stunned and unbelievable, looking at the two people above in a daze. I thought to myself, no, this will inevitably lose too quickly!

Zhang Xin actually really won! Obviously, this guy had a gap of nearly three years, and he only resumed his cultivation two months ago.

And that Fang Xinzi, isn't he invincible in Jiulipo, but why is it just a knife?

- No! This guy is too good at swordsmanship, could it be that he has reached that level?

Huang Fucheng was also a little surprised, his brows were furrowed, and he seemed to be extremely puzzled.

And Xie Ling'er is face stretched, as if he has realized. I thought it was right, it was Brother Xin who rescued herself from that desperate situation three years ago, although she didn't know what happened at that time, but it must not be easy, right? Later, when Zhang Xin occasionally woke up, he also instructed her in swordsmanship, which benefited her a lot. It was also during that time that her swordsmanship improved by leaps and bounds, and she was able to be recommended to the Huiling class. And some of the suggestions of Brother Xin are still beneficial to her until now, even better than many teachers in the Huiling class.

How can such a Zhang Xin be a weak person?

Thinking about it this way, before the collapse of Guangling Mountain three years ago, Brother Xin must have been very good in the martial arts hall. But due to an accident, it was delayed for three years.

PS: Someone complained about the title of my book again, but I originally named it "Laughing and Crazy Knife Sun and Moon", and then I was clicked by the BOSS, but I think the title of the book I gave was okay.