All the clues were broken again, and Jiayi, the proposer, automatically went to the dark department to receive the punishment, and everything was presided over by Wu Wu. （）

The people behind the scenes of such loyal dead soldiers are naturally not good, and all ten dead soldiers are wiped out, for fear that it will cause a more brutal counterattack and revenge.

Where did Chu Tianmu dare to leave Xiling Lan alone outside. （）

On the day of the finals, the sky was thick and a little cool, making it a suitable day for the competition.

The finals are very simple, there are a total of 35 people who enter the finals this time, plus five people who directly enter the finals, a total of 40 people, draw lots for two people, and those who lose are eliminated directly. () The victorious one advances to the next round of the two-player duel until the last winner remains.

In each round, two people face off for half an hour to win or lose, and various weapons can be used in the finals, including hidden weapons, but poison cannot be used, and the opponent can be injured, but not lethal.

As soon as Yuan Xuan appeared, he immediately won the cheers on the field, after all, it was Kyoto, his home field, and there were countless daughters of the boudoir who were infatuated with him, and he overwhelmed the momentum of the rest of the samurai on the field in an instant. （）

This made Yuan Xuan's opponent's face immediately ugly, but Yuan Xuan didn't hear it, his eyes swept over the stands, and saw Chu Tianmu and Xiling Lan sitting in the special ruling seat of the royal family, Xiling Lan was still waving at him, it seems that the injury is almost better, are the four princes willing to take her out to let the wind out. （）

Yuan Xuan nodded at Xiling Lan and Chu Tianmu, which caused the girls in the direction of Xiling Lan and Chu Tianmu to scream and cheer, and many girls simply threw the champas and silk flowers in their hands

Yuan Xuan's face immediately darkened, and he turned his head away, never wanting to take a second look. （）

Fortunately, the referee announced that the game would start immediately, his opponent, called Cheng Hongjun, was twenty years old, and he was also a master of internal strength, Yuan Xuan had seen his game and was good at swordsmanship.

Sure enough, as soon as the game was announced, the sword in Cheng Hongjun's hand turned into a thousand silver stars, and he kept beckoning towards Yuan Xuan.

Yuan Xuan moved his hand, took out a cold iron judge pen, sealed the offensive, and blurred twice in the air, turning defense into attack, directly on the opponent's long sword, and spit out his internal strength, and the long sword in Cheng Hongjun's hand almost got out of his hand.

Cheng Hongjun put away his careless heart, the sword move changed from attack to defense and did not dare to advance, the judge pen in Yuan Xuan's hand opened and closed, each move turned into countless phantoms, and the pen seemed to turn into flowers in the air, attacking and defending, and defending in merit, ten moves forced Cheng Hongjun to the edge of the stage, the gesture in his hand was not old, and a kick flew up under his feet, kicked his knee, and directly kicked Cheng Hongjun off the stage.

Then he put the pen away and dropped a sentence lightly: "Accept." ”

There was thunder of joy in the stands, countless young girls shouted Yuan Xuan's name, and some fainted excitedly.

Yuan Xuan turned a deaf ear, and after the judge announced that he had entered the next argument, he nodded in courtesy, sat on the side and closed his eyes to recuperate, waiting for the next opponent to come to the stage.

Xiling Lan looked at Yuan Xuan's black face with great joy, and leaned into Chu Tianmu's ear and whispered: "The daughters of Kyoto are so enthusiastic!" ”

Chu Tianmu only felt a warmth sticking to his ears, exhaling like an orchid, and his ears were numb for a while, as if he was going to be numb to his heart. couldn't help but grasp Xiling Lan's hand, rubbed it in his hand, and a light smile rose at the corner of his mouth: "There is no enthusiasm for Lan'er." ”

Xiling Lan's face turned red, he glared at Chu Tianmu, and his fingers pinched the soft flesh on Chu Tianmu's waist fiercely, and he grabbed it tightly in the palm of his hand, and he didn't break free twice, and Xiling Lan also went with him.

(ISU Literature)