The atmosphere under the stage of the third round of the competition is obviously different, everyone is no longer discussing who can win, but discussing when Wei Shaoguang will play and whether he will jump directly again.

I don't know who shouted first, "He's on the field!" ”

Everyone hurriedly put their eyes on the stage, and sure enough, they saw the young man in black clothes, holding a black sword in his arms and standing on the stage with a smile on his face.

In the morning, the golden sun shone on her black hair and face, and many people were surprised to find that this young man was quite good-looking.

Take a closer look, some people have already recognized that this is the eldest disciple of the Qingzhu Palace, and then remembered yesterday's events, some people with a clear mind have already guessed the young man's plan, the smile on his face faded a lot, and he turned to a look at the young man on the platform, or praise, or jealousy, or appreciation, or ridicule, for a while.

Shaoguang doesn't care about the thoughts of these people, she stood on the stage and looked at the two teenagers opposite, these two teenagers should be young disciples of a certain sect or sect, young, and their thoughts and experience are relatively shallow, otherwise they would not directly treat Shaoguang as non-existent, hostile to each other, and completely ignore Wei Shaoguang on the other side.

Shake the light and hook the corners of the lips, with a consistent smile on the face, it is very flattering for a fourteen-year-old boy to always smile, plus the shaking light itself is delicate and vigorous, some little girls will inevitably not blush.

The eyes of the audience converged on the stage, and this competition had unprecedented heat.

The two young men engaged in a fierce confrontation with their eyes, and then looked at Shaoguang in unison, their eyes showing disdain.

Shake the light back with a smile.

The competition begins.

All eyes were focused on Wei Shaoguang's body, waiting for her to make a move.

How can such expectations be disappointed?

Shake the light did act.

She tapped her toes and escaped in one step, and the afterimages were repeated, and the two figures fell off the stage one after another.

It was quiet for a while.

Everyone blinked, blinked, and then exclaimed.

"He didn't even jump?!"

"He knocked those two people down?!"

"I didn't even see this kid's move!"

The words of surprise drowned out the crowd in the audience, and Shaoguang still stood on the stage with a smile on his face, not even pulling out the Peifeng sword, and the red hairband fluttered behind him, with a bit of youthful publicity.

The two teenagers who were knocked off the stage looked at Shaoguang in disbelief, with an expression of "you shouldn't be like this".

Unbelievable.

At this time, Shaoguang said slowly: "Offended, two."

A mouthful of white teeth and few words looked very annoying in the eyes of the two of them, but they were willing to accept defeat, they patted their clothes and turned their heads away.

When he saw it, he put away his smile and jumped off the round platform himself, waiting for the two-by-two competition later.

She stood quietly, casually watching the next competition, her eyes were light, but there was a particularly firm aura.

Jiang Qiqi quietly walked up to her and asked her in a low voice, "How many places do you plan to get?" ”

Shaking Light turned his head to look at him, and told him with a smile on his lips, "Tenth." ”

Hearing these two words, Jiang Qiqi also smiled, his voice was actually a little soft, and the clear voice in the past would always cover up a little, maybe she herself didn't listen carefully before, but now it sounded a little soft, shook her smile and squinted at him.

He said, "Sure enough." ”

She squinted at him, just as a ray of sunlight passed through the crowd, through the unknown future and the past that no one could summarize, and fell on the young face, rendering it into the most special beauty in front of her.

Jiang Seventeen thought to himself, why would a fourteen-year-old boy have such a contradictory appearance?

The eyes are so clear and clean, but the breath around the body has a vicissitudes that do not match the age, and what is even more wonderful is that there is always a little different meaning in the flowing eyes, and there is always a smile on the face, but it can express a thousand meanings and attitudes.

As far as he is concerned, it is like a strange and magnificent article, and the more infinite the variation, the more noticeable it becomes.

Standing next to each other with two young men in contrasting clothes, attracting the attention of others is something that is bound to happen.

There will always be other things with a high probability.

I don't know when the little girls gathered together, quietly gathered around.

Shake the light and look up, and harvest a blush and handkerchief flowers.

There will always be an advantage when you are young, Wei Shaoguang has a usual smile, and his voice is sweet and glutinous, "Everyone, I'm going to take the stage." ”

The crowd silently gave way to a passage and shook the light back.

Jiang Qiqi saw a bright smile.

In the blink of an eye, the black-clad young man with a red headband had already stood on the round platform, holding the same pitch-black sword, smiling at the other three.

He also smiled, and slowly walked out of the crowd with his moon-white wide sleeves.

And Wei Shaoguang, who stood on the round platform for the next time, received more attention, and there were more people crowded under the stage to watch the competition.

For things that are unusual, whether ancient or modern, people will always have the greatest curiosity.

Wei Shaoguang looked at the other three people, thinking about how to win the tenth place.

Nine to twelve.

So, can't be the first to win.

Three people, two have passed the weak crown, one is seventeen or eighteen years old, looking at their clothing and behavior, it can be basically surmised that there are two people from famous families, and one can't see the way out, which is not familiar to her, maybe it will be a variable.

In the blink of his eyes, he had already made a rough plan, shook the light and pulled out the Peifeng Sword, pulled out a simple sword flower in his right hand, and finally, a sword was horizontal in front of him.

She looked at her eyes, slowly faded, the smile formed at the corner of her mouth was the meaning of fighting against the water, and she chose to take the initiative.

The other three people also quickly took out their weapons and attacked them.

The swordsmanship of shaking light has changed from yesterday's lightness, and it looks particularly sharp.

The footsteps escaped, a sword pointed to the throat, and at the same time, a palm was slapped, and the seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy fell off the round platform.

The crowd exclaimed, "Beautiful! ”

The shaking light attack did not stop, and a silver needle swept out, the two people quickly avoided it, and the shaking light opened a distance, and the shaking light took the opportunity to move behind one person continuously, and its speed was so fast that only an afterimage was seen, the Peifeng sword was in his hand, and the hilt of the sword was pointed at the back of the person, and he pushed it off the round platform with a skillful force, shook the light and turned around to collect the sword, smiled at the remaining other person, and jumped down neatly.

At this point, the ranking has been released.

But the crowd boiled.

"I'm not mistaken! He! He jumped on his own again! ”

"This young man is not simple, it seems that he has already decided his ranking."

"Who is this kid!"

"Relying on the power of one person to determine the ranking of myself and others, it is amazing."

"I think it's not a problem for this kid to be in the top five if he can compete seriously."

……

There are all kinds of words, and people speculate about her purpose and martial arts.

As far as the swordsmanship and light skills she just showed have been remembered by many people with a heart, there will naturally be news in the future investigation, and she has a clear purpose to win the tenth place, and it will be a strange conversation in the next ten years, maybe it will be talked about in the teahouse restaurant, after the tea and dinner, the children and the common people will take this as an interesting story of the rivers and lakes to talk to people, express their own sighs, and may be imitated or criticized by the younger generations.

However, this has nothing to do with the current Wei Shaoguang.

She jumped off the round platform and glanced at the place where her master was sitting from a distance, her smile remained unchanged, her eyebrows were clear, but there was sadness flowing in plain water.

Without returning to the stands, she carried her sword, quickly walked out of the cloud platform, and then wandered slowly in the Qingxia Gate.

There is no clear direction, walk at will, look at it at will, welcome the green trees all the way, and see no flowers.

There were no words, no smiles, and she seemed to look at these familiar flowers and trees with some greed.

By the time I walked to the cliff behind the Qinghong Palace, the afternoon sun was already very hot.

Shaoguang put the Peifeng Sword on the ground, and sat on the ground himself, looking at the Yunjiao Lake below and the endless Feiyun Waterfall, sitting on his knees, and letting the sadness flow around him.

Until the evening, when Shaoguang returned to the Qingzhu Palace, those expected things had already happened impatiently.

Li Baijing sat in the hall with his servants, and there were several other family heads and sect leaders, his master Qingwenbi sat on a high seat with a cold face, and there were Uncle Bu Qingyun and Uncle Duanmu Qing next to him.

Shake the light and say secretly, people come very well.

From the moment she stepped into the Qingzhu Palace, the ending was written.

was taken to the hall by his junior brother, looked at his indignant expression, shook his smile, and said with relief, "Cultivate hard, don't mess with your heart." ”

The junior brother glared at Li Baijing and the others angrily, hummed reluctantly, and left the hall.

Shaking the light turned around and glanced around, bowed to the three hall masters.

Qing Wenbi didn't speak, but the words that his eyes could say were much more useful than his mouth, and he smiled at him with comfort.

Bu Qingyun waited for their master and apprentice to finish interacting before speaking; "Wei Shaoguang, have you ever seen the eldest lady of the Li family the night before?"

"No, I didn't."

"Did you carry a sword with you on your trip the night before?"

"No, I didn't."

"Have you ever thought of killing someone to vent your anger?"

"No, I didn't."

Three questions in a row, Shaoguang answered them sonorously.

Some faces were faintly loosened, Bu Qingyun looked around with satisfaction, took a sip of tea, and wanted to say something more, but Li Baijing asked.

"Wei Gongzi, the old man asked you a question, did you go to Liuyun Yuan the night before?"

Shake Light looked at him, his eyes glazed, "Yes." ”

At this time, a person in charge of the Jianghu Sect spoke, "I remember that Wei Xiaogongzi's swordsmanship is outstanding, and his light skills are also excellent. ”

As soon as the words came out, three or two people immediately echoed and said yes.

The eyes of those people were already obvious, and they sneered in their hearts, and they didn't look at them with their eyes.

She looked at Bu Qingyun and said loudly, "Uncle in charge, do you remember the Li Youguang who used poison yesterday against his nephew?" ”

"Naturally, I remember that this person is from the Cen Lonely Rift Valley, and his methods are ruthless, and his nephew was very dangerous when he fought against him yesterday."

Bu Qingyun pointed out the danger of Li Youguang and his people.

Shaoguang nodded, and then said, "The night before, the nephew took the disciples to sweep the attic around the Yuntai Square, and found a sneaky figure on the top floor, and the nephew chased after him, and tracked him all the way to Qingxiamen but was discovered, and the nephew had to fight with him, but unexpectedly found that this person was Li Youguang, who did not bring a sword at that time, and ran all the way back to Qingxiamen after a short fight. ”

Speaking of this, she paused, glanced at Li Baijing, and continued, "And the nephew's friend is Jiang Seventeen, presumably, the nephew happened to be seen when he left Liuyunyuan later, this is the nephew's fault, found something wrong, did not report it to the uncle as soon as possible, but acted on his own, so he caused such trouble to the uncle, and he was willing to be punished." ”

After speaking, he shook his hand and bowed, knelt half-kneeling, and bowed his head to be evaluated.

Bu Qingyun is a stern person, and his voice always matches with a sense of majesty, but after all, he is a literati who is familiar with the subset of scriptures and history, and he is the most gentlemanly and virtuous, but he also has a heart that the head of the family should have.

He scolded: "Nonsense! Get up! ”

The light shook in response.

Bu Qingyun continued, "You are indeed at fault, but you don't need to be punished now!" ”

Shaoguang replied in a deep voice, "Yes, the disciple knows." ”

Changed to a humble title, implying Bu Qingyun's identity as the head of the house at the moment.

To say, Shaoguang is also a shrewd person, she understands the sophistication of the people who should have, and she is also very good at looking at the eyes and talking, and cooperates with others to fight the battle of words, and often has the upper hand.

At this moment, it is obvious that she and Bu Qingyun have come to a battle of words with hidden mysteries.

Those who should understand can naturally understand, and of course, it is not excluded that some people are determined to find something and pretend not to understand.

Pretending not to understand, he spoke, "Wei Xiaogongzi is really the most favored disciple of the Qingzhu Palace, and his virtue can be worthy of the style of a gentleman, although the old man has not seen the competition of the little prince, but what he saw just now is indeed the name of the eldest disciple of the Shangqing Bamboo Palace." ”

At the end, he also stroked his beard, and the kindness of his predecessors to see what his juniors could become.

Qing Wenbi, whose name was mentioned, was naturally about to speak, he was still holding a folding fan in his hand, knocking on the palm of his hand, and asked the person who spoke faintly, "Is it okay compared to your eldest apprentice?" ”

Sure enough, it was the master, and one move was fatal.

The person who spoke shook the light and was unfamiliar, but it did not prevent her from understanding the meaning of moving her master.

It seems that there must be something wrong with that man's big apprentice.

Shaking the light was expected, the man sighed and didn't speak, but it was enough to make people understand.

At this time, Li Baijing, as the person who invited them over, asked for all the help.

He said to Qing Wenbi, "Mr. really doesn't change his demeanor back then, Brother Yan's apprenticeship is his regret, and I hope Mr. will let it go." ”

Qingwenbi shook the folding fan, looked at him, and asked, "Then you, do you want my eldest apprentice to be my regret?" ”

For the first time, the hall fell silent.

This sentence finally touched the most secret thoughts in everyone's hearts.