Su Yuan hurriedly washed up and changed into white clothes, but fortunately, Yanwutang was not far from the small building where he lived, and he traveled all the way, and arrived at the moment when the morning bell rang in the mountains.

Each of the five peaks of Dongyang has an independent martial arts hall, which is used for the usual training and competition between disciples. And Bi Feng's Yanwu Hall was built on a very wide mountainside platform, when Su Yuan came, there were already more than 30 disciples sitting around the square Yanwu Hall, sixteen or seventeen people on the left and right, the age of the disciples looked uneven, ranging from teens to thirties, most of them were male disciples, and the few female disciples were heroic.

Tang Chuan, who was directly in front of the Yanwu Hall, was dressed in a dazzling black robe, sitting on a large wooden chair with his eyes closed, and his momentum was similar to that of the middle-aged middle-aged who was still drinking and chatting with Su Yuan on the mountain an hour ago, and the majestic aura that greeted him was the same as when they met for the first time, and even Su Yuan, who was standing at the other end of the Yanwu Hall, felt invisible oppression.

On the left and right sides of Tang Chuan was a hall master with a solemn expression, and then a disciple sat on the ground on both sides of the Yanwu Hall in turn, and the entire Yanwu Hall was silent and looked quite solemn.

Su Yuan, who entered the Yanwu Hall for the first time, secretly observed the scene in front of him, most of the disciples who were closer to Tang Chuan were relatively old, and most of the younger ones were sitting in the back, Su Yuan also found that there were several seats vacant in the front of each of the two sides where the disciples were, and there were also a few seats in the middle of the disciples that no one was sitting.

Su Yuan, who was standing alone, was slightly embarrassed, not knowing where he should be, while Tang Chuan, who was sitting in front of him, put his hands on the armrests of the chair, closed his eyes and recuperated without any signal. After Su Yuan observed, he sat down in the last seat of all the disciples when he first arrived, and when he sat down, a young man who was about the same age as Su Yuan next to him quietly looked at him from the corner of his eye, and then continued to sit upright, not squinting.

After a long time, Tang Chuan slowly opened his eyes, "Except for the three people who have been trained outside, and the four people who have joined the Tenglong Army, everyone has arrived. Tang Chuan lightly glanced at Su Yuan, who was sitting at the end, "And we have a new disciple joining today, Su Yuan, who will also be Bi Feng's senior brother in the future." ”

Su Yuan hurriedly stood up, "Under Su Yuan, I hope that you senior brothers will give me more advice." ”

Everyone on the field turned their eyes to Su Yuan, some were expressionless, some were smiling, and some nodded, and it could be seen that everyone had a different attitude towards this new member.

"Su Yuan, although you are my personal disciple, but in this martial arts training field, whether you are a personal disciple, or an inner or outer disciple, or a cat or a dog, all of them speak with their strength, and if you want to sit in a higher position, you have to beat him down with your fists, and you can sit in his position, and even if anyone wins me, this position is also his. Tang Chuan pointed to his chair.

Su Yuan understood that the original position also represented the corresponding strength, and the powerful disciples could challenge a higher position, and if they won, they could replace them.

After Tang Chuan's words, most of the people looked awe-inspired, except for the inner disciples, a small number of them were originally outer disciples, and the disciples who have come to this day after unremitting efforts are even more high-spirited. From not being valued by the sect, to now finally having a place in the Five Peaks with his own strength, and also has the possibility of going higher.

The martial arts arena not only represents the position of strength, but also a symbol of honor, and also represents the possibility of going higher on the road of martial arts.

Su Yuan felt the scorching gazes of more than 30 people, and his heart was awe-inspiring, and it was conceivable that in this martial arts arena where the strong were respected, it must be a dragon fight. Su Yuan was not afraid, and there was some faint expectation in his heart.

It has been two years since Su Yuan entered Dongyang Academy, and since the beginning he has become an inner disciple after layers of tests, he has trained with another hundred famous disciples of the same age, sleeping every day and night, raising the spirit of Haoran, running between the peaks in the middle of the day for physical training, weapons, and martial arts practice, and learning the art of war, history, herbs, and formations after sunset, but they are all involved, and they are all basic learning, and [art] and [qi] are not the focus. It wasn't until now, when Su Yuan was in the martial arts hall, that he felt that he had truly entered the martial arts cultivation core of Qingyang Academy.

Tang Chuan was very satisfied with the fighting spirit shown by the disciples below, stood up and said with both hands: "I feel your fighting spirit, then, let's start." ”

As soon as Tang Chuan's words fell, a young disciple in his early twenties who was in the middle of the disciple position on the right side of the Yanwu Hall stood up with his sword in his hand, and said to a white-clothed disciple in the front position opposite, "I heard that Senior Brother Feng's swordsmanship has improved again, and Qin Luo also happens to have a sword, so I will ask Senior Brother Feng for advice today." ”

A heroic man in the fourth position on the left stood up, this person should be Senior Brother Feng, Senior Brother Feng held his sword in both hands, and glanced at Qin Luo with sharp black eyes, "You are not my opponent. ”

Senior Brother Feng's slender body stood as tall as a benchmark, exuding a cold, arrogant, lonely and imposing momentum, but it did not make people feel pretended to be public.

It was obvious from the words that Senior Brother Feng did not regard Qin Luo as an opponent who could fight, but Qin Luo, who was despised, did not have any look of annoyance, walked to the middle of the martial arts hall, and said to Senior Brother Feng again: "How do you know if you haven't tried it, and please ask Senior Brother Feng to give me advice." ”

There is a rule in Yanwutang that if one party proposes a challenge, the challenged person shall not refuse without reason.

Senior Brother Feng originally wanted to let Qin Luo retreat, but seeing that the latter still had to challenge, he said: "This year is your third challenge, the first two times were to defeat you within thirty moves, this time I only use twenty moves, more than twenty moves even if I lose." ”

I saw that his figure flickered, and Senior Brother Feng was already standing in the middle of the Yanwu Hall, still standing facing Qin Luo with his sword in both hands.

"Well, if I lose, I won't challenge you again for two years. ”

For a while, the sword was drawn on the field, and Su Yuan, who was sitting at the end of all the disciples, could also feel the fierce momentum of the two, but Su Yuan felt that the momentum on Senior Brother Feng's body was even stronger, and he faintly suppressed Qin Luo, it seemed that Senior Brother Feng's chances of winning were extremely great.

Qin Luo, who was on the field, gently glanced at a figure sitting on the sidelines from the corner of his eyes as if inadvertently, but the long eyes of that shadow at this moment all fell on Senior Brother Feng, and the earnest meaning in his eyes made Qin Luo's heart seem to be stabbed by a sharp knife, and the stinging pain and coldness spread all over his body.

Senior Brother Feng said coldly: "In the face of me, you still dare to be distracted, it seems that I still overestimate you." ”

Qin Luo retracted his thoughts with difficulty and focused all his energy on Senior Brother Feng. Senior Brother Feng looked arrogant, he didn't mean to strike first, waiting for Qin Luo to constantly adjust his state, and his face was light.

Suddenly, Qin Luo burst out with a powerful momentum, instantly swept through the entire Yanwutang, his figure moved like the wind, flashed in front of Senior Brother Feng in an instant, the cold light of the long sword in his hand was like raindrops in a storm, constantly crossing Senior Brother Feng's body, Senior Brother Feng's footsteps almost did not move, or turned around on the spot to dodge, or used the scabbard in his hand to block, the posture was relaxed and freehand, Qin Luo's moves were all in vain, the two of them shot too fast, and everyone on the sidelines of Yanwutang had already calmed their breath, but most of them didn't see the moves of the two clearly.

Su Yuan stared at the figures of the two with all his attention, and could only barely catch the movements of the two, Su Yuan estimated that if he faced the two of them in a hand-to-hand fight, Qin Luo would probably be able to hold out more than ten moves, and Senior Brother Feng would lose at most seven or eight moves, and the two of them far surpassed themselves in terms of body skills and martial arts.

Although Qin Luo attacked quickly, he did not take advantage, but Senior Brother Feng seemed to have been defending, but he did not have any disadvantages, and his elegant and agile figure and combat skills were amazing.

In the blink of an eye, more than ten moves passed, Qin Luo did not achieve any results, and he kept attacking, but in the end, he was faintly restrained by Senior Brother Feng's moves, and once fell into a passive situation. But if it goes on like this, at least he won't be defeated before twenty moves, but obviously Senior Brother Feng didn't want to dwell too much on it later, and finally launched a counterattack after a long time of passive defense, and the long sword in his hand was finally unsheathed, and he took over the tricky sword, forcing Qin Luo to take a hard palm, and the two quickly separated.

Qin Luo, who was retreating in the volley, forcibly suppressed the surging blood, and felt unwilling for a while, thinking that he had almost never left his sword in his hand in the past few months, even if he had all kinds of moves in his mind during a moment of rest, he did not expect to be able to defeat the person in front of him in just a few months, but he just hoped to narrow the gap between the two, but now it seems that the gap between the two has not only not narrowed, but has been given a sense of powerlessness by the other party in a light-hearted and strong attitude.

At this moment, I thought of the beautiful shadow in my heart, and the affection that was always as light as water to myself no matter how hard I tried, and my heart was filled with sadness. Qin Luo didn't understand why that person was in love with Senior Brother Feng alone, and once asked her face to face, whether it was because he was grateful for his help in that mission to hunt fierce beasts, or because of his cold appearance and the strength of the top ranking of the Martial Arts Hall, but she didn't answer, even if Senior Brother Feng was not cold to her, just like he was to her, she was still unwilling to give up. It was precisely because of the unwillingness in his heart that he repeatedly challenged Senior Brother Duofeng, who was ranked higher than him in the Yanwutang, just to prove that he was not worse than him.

But it turns out that the gap between the two is as big as the ranking reflects, no matter how much they catch up with that figure, they have never come close.

However, he has not lost this battle, because he still has a sword, and he accidentally realized in his grief and despair that the strongest sword that he had practiced for two months had not yet been used, and now he will use this sword to decide the winner.

I saw Qin Luo, who was retreating on the martial arts field, stopped his figure, stepped on the ground, and pointed the long sword obliquely behind him, and suddenly, a heavy aura covered the surrounding space, and everyone's eyes involuntarily fell on Qin Luo.

Qin Luo's body leaned forward and began to walk forward slowly, at first he just walked forward slowly, and all the people in the martial arts arena were clearly visible, but Qin Luo's pace continued to improve in the process of moving forward, and when he was about to approach Senior Brother Feng, the speed had been increased to the extreme, and the stronger people in the martial arts hall could only see a series of remnants, and the momentum on his body was also rapidly increasing in the process of moving from slow to fast.

The long sword pointed straight ahead, and an afterimage broke through the air with a majestic force that destroyed everything, as if everything in space was frozen at this moment.

The power of destruction destroyed everything along the way, and the people on the side of the martial arts arena felt extremely depressed at this moment, their bodies were imprisoned by space, unable to move, and the heavy air suffocated them.

It is conceivable that Senior Brother Feng in the center of the scene will face a sword of such a violent force.

Su Yuan's heart was turbulent at this moment, this sword was natural, and the momentum of the heaven and earth was affected by this sword, at that moment, he saw the perfect combination of [technique] and [qi], in comparison, his previous comprehension of [qi] was like a firefly compared to the bright moon.

Su Yuan felt a great sadness from this sword, and that sadness rushed into his body, strangulating his body and mind, and all resistance was in vain. It was the sorrow of the man who had become a sword, and he poured all his grief and anger into this sword with the determination to leave everything behind.

The violent breath came to his face, Senior Brother Feng's long black hair danced wildly with the wind, his black eyes reflected the figure who came with a sword, he had no fear in front of this destructive power, his cold face flashed a happy smile, his left foot was slightly bent forward, the long sword was placed sideways in front of him, the blood power flowed wildly throughout his body, and the momentum instantly climbed to the extreme, waiting for the arrival of that sword.

The two forces of destruction collided, and after a short stalemate, a storm burst out that destroyed everything, and the entire Yanwutang was like a boat in the stormy waves, rolling in the waves, and could sink at any time.

In the chaos, Tang Chuan raised his hand and pressed down, pressing down the raging storm of power, the flying dust was blown away by the wind, and the Yanwutang slowly regained its calm.

The stone slabs on the ground of Yanwutang were flying, and it was a mess, Senior Brother Feng's white clothes were damaged in many places, most of the sleeves of the hand holding the sword were destroyed, only half of the long sword in his hand was left, and his long hair was messy, which was quite embarrassing.

And Qin Luo held the ground with one hand and knelt on one knee, his body was covered in blood, and the three-foot cold front was broken everywhere under his feet. Qin Luo's frantically lowered black hair covered most of his face, and he whispered, "Forcibly using this sword, after all, I still haven't been able to exert all my strength." ”

Tang Chuan got up and took a deep look at Qin Luo, his expression was indifferent, "In this battle, Feng Yu won, and Qin Luo was defeated." ”

For a while, the people on the sidelines were talking, and they were still immersed in the shock just now.

"Your sword is very strong. Senior Brother Feng, who has always been lonely and cold, also gave a high evaluation, "But after all, there is still a lack of heat." ”

Qin Luo's head was lowered, and he couldn't see any expression on his face buried in the shadows, "This time, I still lost." I didn't expect you to hide such a terrifying strength, with your current strength, it is not impossible to compete with the number one Yue Liyi. ”

"It's a pity that he went out to travel half a year ago, otherwise the current number one position may not still be his. ”

"It's ridiculous that I thought this sword could defeat you, but it doesn't seem to be enough. Qin Luo slowly stood up, dragged his injured body, and staggered away.

Until he left the martial arts hall, he didn't take a look at the figure that was always firmly engraved in his heart, presumably no matter how he ended up, he wouldn't get a trace of mercy from her. There is unwillingness, but what can be done, everything can only be like this, this is a world where the strong are respected, and the weak are not qualified to grieve.