That's right! Ji Lan raised her head suddenly, if she targeted Gui Qinglin's left arm, Gui Qinglin would definitely dodge, so that she could take advantage of this time to go around behind him, he would definitely not be able to react.

That's right, that's it, Ji Lan's heart suddenly ignited with fighting spirit, raised the magic sword and rushed towards Gui Qinglin.

Everything went as she expected, Gui Qinglin was in front of her right, she attacked Gui Qinglin's left side was indeed more comfortable, Gui Qinglin also stood in place and did not move, and when she was about to approach, Gui Qinglin dodged and dodged the tip of her sword.

Ji Lan was happy in her heart, right now, she took the opportunity to go around behind Gui Qinglin, seeing that the tip of the magic sword was about to touch his body.

The surroundings seemed to be quiet, and Ji Lan gasped in disbelief, and the magic sword she stabbed at Gui Qing's heart stopped in the air.

It wasn't her, it wasn't her who deliberately stopped, but an invisible barrier that stopped her sword.

Gui Qinglin in front of him suddenly spoke: "Sneak attack? ”

The voice was extremely cold, just like the person he was.

The beads of sweat on Ji Lan's forehead had begun to roll down in big drops, and her lips had become a little pale, Gui Qinglin slowly turned his head, looked at the magic sword stabbed at him in front of him, and slowly raised his right hand.

Others may not know, but Gu Beibei and Ji Lan know it.

The moment Gui Qinglin raised his right hand, Ji Lan felt a huge energy from the tip of the sword, and Gu Beibei also saw that a majestic aura burst out from his palm.

Ji Lan's eyes widened, he was able to mobilize the aura in his body at will......

She gritted her teeth, as if she wanted to take the magic sword back, but, to her surprise, the magic sword could not be recovered.

There seemed to be a whirlpool in Gui Qinglin's hand, which sucked Ji Lan's magic sword deeply, making her unable to move again.

The two of them confronted each other in this posture for several seconds, and finally, perhaps Gui Qinglin wanted to end the battle quickly, and his raised right hand slowly pushed, slowly approaching Ji Lan's magic sword.

Ji Lan's face was already a little pale, and she wanted to avoid it, but she couldn't avoid it at all.

When Gui Qinglin's right hand was only two centimeters away from the magic sword, the magic sword seemed to have encountered an invisible force, and just like that, in front of everyone, inch by inch, it turned into ashes.

Ji Lan's eyes widened, and it was rare for her to use her spiritual power flexibly.

There are even fewer people who use spiritual power in this way.

In this case, everyone was not as clear as Gu Beibei, she could clearly see that under the aura in Gui Qinglin's hand, Ji Lan's magic sword was shattered into ashes by his aura little by little.

Ji Lan watched as one of her magic swords was left with only a small handle under Gui Qinglin's hand.

Gui Qinglin stopped, and Ji Lan could feel that the power in her hands had disappeared.

She slowly lowered her right hand, and the half of the handle fell to the ground.

For her, Gui Qinglin's power had completely suppressed her.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the outcome has been decided.

The disciples of the Gui clan immediately burst into cheers, Gu Beibei was not so surprised, this result was expected by everyone.

It's just that Gui Qinglin's move still makes her feel that the strength of the genius disciple is really extraordinary.

The little Taoist priest announced in the field: "Return to the youth - win!" ”

In the cheers of everyone, Gui Qinglin returned to his seat expressionlessly.

The next one to play, just

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It's Meng Jun and Ji Yu.

Ji Yu looked like she was only a year or two younger than Ji Lan, and Gu Beibei guessed that Ji Yu might be about the same age as her. He looks very similar to Ji Lan, but between his eyebrows and eyes, he has a little more heroism and a little childishness, and his figure is much taller than Ji Lan.

Compared to Ji Lan, Ji Yu looked much more relaxed, and he probably felt that his luck also accounted for a large part of the reason why Meng Jun won the second place.

Looking at Meng Jun himself, he still looks like a hanger.

When he was about to play, he closed the fan in his hand and inserted it into his belt.

Looking at the way he looks, there is really no way for others to put him in the team of competitive players.

Gu Beibei looked at the backs of Meng Jun and Ji Yu on the field, and subconsciously felt that this scene should be very interesting.

After a whistle, the two officially started the game.

Unlike Ji Lan, Ji Yu still carried the dust of their sect, and the beast hair on his left arm looked exceptionally smooth and shiny, and he knew at a glance that it was not ordinary.

The quaint Taoist robe coupled with this dust, Ji Yu looks a little otherworldly.

Gu Beibei also had some expectations, she knew about the dust, but she had never used it, after all, this thing was too old.

What's more, now everything is about a modernization.

Even their Taoist priests are not "spared".

A few years ago, there was a new wave of wind in the Xuanmen, and everyone's moves and secret techniques, including the clothes and architectural styles of the sect, moved closer to the direction of modernization.

But after all, this Ji clan is the eldest brother of the four major sects, and their sect itself is an extremely orthodox physiognomy sect, so they did not accept this new trend, but insisted on their sect's practices, and still regarded this dust as a symbolic weapon of their sect.

On the field, Meng Jun spoke first: "Ouch, little brother, are you going to clean up this arena with the dust?" I said, "How old is this, why do people still use this thing?" ”

Meng Jun's words directly aroused the anger of the Ji family.

After all, each of them uses this thing, and this dust whisk is a symbol of their sect, no matter how much they complain in private on weekdays, they don't allow others to say more.

In Ji's seat, someone was so angry that he directly pointed at Meng Jun with a whisk and said, "If you can't speak, shut your mouth!" Dare to say nonsense that you want to look good when you walk out of the arena today! ”

"That's it! Senior Brother Ji Yu, teach him a lesson! ”

Ji Yu was different, he didn't get angry, but smiled faintly and said to Meng Jun: "That's better than you shaking a fan on a rainy day." ”

As soon as these words came out, the disciples of the Ji clan immediately erupted into an extremely exaggerated burst of laughter.

Meng Jun was still smiling, and he said to Ji Yu, "I'm willing." ”

Gu Beibei thought to himself, it would be strange if a person like Meng Jun could feel embarrassed.

At the beginning of the game, the two stood diagonally in two corners of the stage.

In this case, whoever strikes first is equivalent to who grabs the opportunity first.

If the first move is good, the opponent is likely to not find a chance to attack.

Gu Beibei secretly thought, if it was her, it was very likely that she would seize the opportunity to sneak attack, after all, Meng Jun really didn't look like someone who would seriously compete with you one move at a time.

It's a pity that Ji Yu probably has too little actual combat experience, or underestimates Meng Jun's reality too much

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force, he made a very wrong prediction.

Ji Yu* stepped on the gossip footwork under his feet, approached Meng Jun, and put the dust in his right hand on his left arm, and took the lead in making a preparatory move, which was called chasing the wind and catching the moon.

Ji Lan was extremely nervous watching from the sidelines, after all, she had just suffered the loss of the first move, but in her heart, she was still very confident in Ji Yu.

Ji Yu is stronger than her in everything, and this time, she will definitely win.

Meng Jun looked at Ji Yu who was approaching him, and touched his chin, he had already heard that Ji's Taiyi Fuchen had inherited the orthodox Taoist technique, and when he saw it today, it was indeed so.

It's just that...... This little baby is obviously not good at learning, and she is still far from the orthodox Taiyi dust.

He took the fan from his waist, put it in the palm of his hand and knocked it.

Ji Yu was only two or three steps away from him, and with a flick of the dust in his hand, he just drew a semicircle in the air, which was an extremely perfect and beautiful arc, and Ji Lan knew that the next move was his brother's good move Huanglong Gaiding.

No one has ever been able to avoid this move perfectly, her heart has already hung in her throat, and if this move is completed, it will definitely cause more or less harm to Meng Jun.

Everyone watched and held their breath, the reputation of the Ji brothers and sisters was still outside, and there were not a few people who had suffered losses under this move, and some people even slapped their palms in a hurry and whispered: "Why doesn't that Meng Jun hide?" If you don't hide, it's too late! ”

Meng Jun didn't seem to know how eager the audience was, he knocked the fan in his hand in the palm of his hand without hurry, and then opened it with a snap, and at the same time, Ji Yu was also ready to use a complete move.

Gu Beibei also saw it, such a move is almost the key to laying the whole game, whether it is success or failure, it is in one fell swoop!

Ji Yu* took a step forward, shrinking the distance between two steps to one step, the dust in his hand had been thrown out, Meng Jun's eyes were staring at the dust tightly, and when it hit the front door, the fan in his hand first retreated, and then another one.

Gu Beibei stood up from his seat with a bang, this move can be called a thousand pounds in four or two!

Just now, the offensive dust was cleverly dissolved by Meng Jun's fan, and all the offensive strength was reduced by fifty percent after the fan retreated, and Meng Jun's fan, perhaps with spiritual power, happened to fan the dust that still had five points of offensive strength back on Ji Yu's face.

Ji Yu's face was suddenly red, and he took several steps back.

It's really... Wonderful.

After this move, the entire arena first fell into a short silence, and then a burst of discussion broke out, and the faces of everyone in the Ji family were extremely ugly, especially Ji Ziming, the elder of the Ji family who was sitting in the judges' seat.

Ji Yu's combo was once appreciated by him, praising him for having such a skill at a young age.

But today, it was so easily resolved by Meng Jun.

Ji Lan sat down in her seat with a pale face, Ji Shi, are you really going to stop here?

Meng Jun still had the same smile, and smiled at Ji Yu, who was slapped in the face by his own dust: "It's said that that thing is outdated, it's better now, fan yourself, right?" ”

Ji Yu gritted his teeth and replied: "What are you proud of, this game is not over yet..."

After saying that, he first took a few steps back, and after the first move, Ji Yu already had a general understanding of Meng Jun's strength, this person couldn't fight hard, he could only start from his weaknesses.

Rao is no matter how strong he is on his mouth, fine beads of sweat still oozed from his forehead.

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