So Fang Zixuan drew a gourd in the same way, or opened his mouth to point out a few words, or directly attacked Senior Sister An's flaws.

"Hey, it seems that female disciples are still popular. ”

"No, I'm really envious. ”

"But this Senior Sister An is really pitiful to me, no wonder Fang Zixuan is soft-hearted, if it were me, I wouldn't be ruthless. ”

"Come on, wait until you have the strength of Fang Zixuan, let's say this again, maybe you will meet Senior Sister An and capsize in the gutter. ”

After fighting for more than fifty rounds, Senior Sister An put away her spirit sword and said, "I admit defeat." Thank you, Senior Brother Fang, for your advice. ”

Fang Zixuan said: "You're welcome. ”

Hearing Senior Sister An admit defeat, the red-clothed disciple shouted loudly: "Win this battle on the twentieth and accumulate two points." ”

After Fang Zixuan and Senior Sister An saluted each other, they jumped off the competition platform.

Seeing that Fang Zixuan was back, Jiang Yue'er snorted again, but this time she didn't speak, while Su Lang smiled bitterly on the side.

Fang Zixuan instantly understood, but the matter had come to this point, what else could he do? So Fang Zixuan could only pretend not to see Jiang Yue'er's displeasure.

After watching a few more competitions, the day's competitions were all over.

Fang Ying and Fang Zifeng found Fang Zixuan and the others.

"Ying'er, are you okay?" Jiang Yue'er asked.

"What can I do, victory and defeat are a common thing, not to mention that I don't have the strength of Senior Brother Fang, I can't just win and not lose, as long as I win the third game tomorrow." Fang Ying said in a relaxed tone.

"Well, it's good that you're okay, I've been worried for a long time. Jiang Yue'er grinned.

"You think I'm like you, and if I lose, I'll be a flower-faced cat. Fang Ying said with a smile.

"Hmph, even Ying'er bullied me. Jiang Yue'er looked like she was about to cry.

"Okay, let's go back, so many people are watching, you are not afraid of being embarrassed. Fang Ying said with a smile.

So, the five of them returned to Rookie Peak with a smile and a smile.

Day 3.

When Fang Zixuan and Jiang Yue'er each successfully scored the third point, Fang Ying took the stage on the No. 2 competition platform.

Her opponent was a male disciple with a knife.

At the beginning of the red-clothed disciple, Fang Ying and the male disciple shot at the same time.

Although this one was very important, Fang Ying did not seek merit, but still played steadily and steadily, not giving the other party the slightest chance.

However, this male disciple is not an easy person, and he has fought with Fang Ying for more than 20 moves and still does not fall behind.

"Senior Brother Fang, what do you think of Ying'er's opponent's strength?" Jiang Yue'er asked.

"Well, although it's good, it's not Senior Sister Fang's opponent. Fang Zixuan said.

"That's good, that's good. Jiang Yue'er said with a smile, Jiang Yue'er believed in Fang Zixuan's vision.

Sure enough, after more than a dozen rounds, the male disciple was slashed in the left leg by Fang Ying. Not long after, he was stabbed in the left arm.

Seeing this situation, Jiang Yue'er breathed a sigh of relief, if she continued to fight according to this situation, Fang Ying would be able to win this competition sooner or later, then she would have two points in her hand and could advance to the third round of the competition.

Sure enough, after more than twenty rounds of fighting, Fang Ying broke through the male disciple's defense with one knife and directly put the knife on the male disciple's neck.

"The one hundred and fifty won this battle and accumulated two points. The red-clothed disciple shouted.

"Ahh Jiang Yue'er shouted happily.

Fang Zixuan and Su Lang also laughed when they saw that Fang Ying could advance to the third round.

At this point, regardless of the wins or losses in the future, the five can steadily advance to the third round.

After a few competitions, it was Su Lang's turn to take the stage.

However, Su Lang's opponent's strength was not bad, and he was defeated by Su Lang's knife after holding out for more than fifty rounds.

"One hundred and nineteen against two hundred and twenty-four. The red-clothed disciple of the No. 2 competition platform shouted.

Well, it's actually a beauty again. Because of this one hundred and nineteenth, she looks very charming, although she is wearing a cyan uniform, but her eyes are charming, and she looks very enchanting.

Seeing that his opponent was actually such a bright and enchanting female disciple, Fang Zifeng couldn't help but be a little stunned.

"This Fang Zifeng and Zhang Meixuan have both won five in a row, and now they are colliding together, I don't know who loses and who wins. ”

"Zhang Meixuan's appearance is not much worse than Su Yunjing, but I don't know which of the two of them is stronger. ”

"I think Su Yunjing should be stronger. ”

"Hehe, not necessarily, I think Zhang Meixuan will be stronger. ”

"Let's go. The red-clothed disciple shouted loudly.

"Senior Brother Fang, you have to be merciful to my subordinates. Zhang Meixuan said softly with a smile on her face.

Fang Zifeng froze for a moment, and saw that Zhang Meixuan had already swung his sword at him.

Although it doesn't matter if you win or lose this competition, Fang Zifeng doesn't want to lose casually.

After a few tentative confrontations between the two, they found that the opponent's strength was not weak, and if they wanted to win this competition, they had to show a little real ability.

As a result, the two of them accelerated instantly, and the competition platform, which was originally drizzling, suddenly became full of sword light.

A stream of sword light swept across the afterimages of the two of them, occasionally making a dinging sound. As the battle deepened, the speed of both men involuntarily gradually increased, because both of them knew that without showing stronger strength, this contest would be difficult to win.

"It's another wonderful competition comparable to Fang Ying and Su Yunjing. ”

"Both of them are swords and take the route of lightness, which is really a needle against Maimang. ”

"It's a pity that Fang Zifeng is not a woman, otherwise it would be even more exciting. ”

Fang Zixuan looked at the two people on the stage and thought: It seems that this competition will not be lonely, there was Ding Jian and Su Yunjing in the past, and now there is another Zhang Meixuan. However, looking at Zhang Meixuan's strength, Zifeng is afraid that he will be in big trouble this time.

And Ding Jian and Su Yunjing in the crowd, looking at Zhang Meixuan on the stage, had a vague feeling in their hearts: This Zhang Meixuan is not simple, she is a fierce opponent.

"Since we're on par in moves, let's compare our speed. Zhang Meixuan suddenly laughed.

"Just what I wanted. Fang Zifeng also smiled.

The figures of the two were staggered, and then they were separated by a foot.

After breathing a sigh of relief, the two shot together, and suddenly, the sound of dingding sounded in everyone's ears.

If you can't see the figures of the two people in the competition just now, then the current competition is that you can't see the sword moves of the two people clearly, and you can only judge that the speed of the two is temporarily comparable based on the sound.

"Senior Sister Jiang, take a good look at the two of them. Fang Zixuan whispered to Jiang Yue'er.

Jiang Yue'er understood what Fang Zixuan meant, because Jiang Yue'er also used a sword herself.

"This situation looks a little familiar. Those in the first group who were attracted by Zhang Meixuan were surprised.

"Of course it's familiar, in the first round of the competition before, Ding Jian and Jiang Yue'er didn't compete like this. ”

"Looking at the speed of Fang Zifeng and Zhang Meixuan, it seems to be on par with Ding Jian and Jiang Yue'er. ”

"The speed of both of them is gradually increasing, and it seems that they want to hide their strength as much as possible on the premise of winning against their opponents. ”