Luo Fusheng didn't wake up until the next day.

He touched the gauze on his arm and asked in a dumb voice, "What about Shizun?" ”

"After she sent you back yesterday, she left, and she hasn't seen her again." ”

Luo Fusheng was very disappointed.

Although he didn't want his master to worry about his own affairs, but now that his master knew about it, he didn't even look at him, which made him feel very uncomfortable.

Doesn't Shizun care about his life or death at all?

Soon he shook his head again, no, Shizun was just indifferent on his face, but he actually loved him very much.

She must have something to do, so she didn't have time to visit him.

Well, it must be like that!

Seeing that he was pitiful, he took the initiative to propose: "If you want to see Shizun, go directly to her, anyway, her cave is not far away, and you can reach it by walking a few steps." ”

Luo Fusheng shook his head: "Since the master doesn't want to come to see me, there must be her reasons, and I can't rush to disturb her." ”

Due to his arm injury, it was very inconvenient for food, clothing, housing and transportation, so Ruan Mianmian asked Bi Xiao to serve his daily life.

But he was very reluctant to let Bi Xiao get close to him.

He doesn't like to be touched by anyone other than Shizun.

Bi Xiao tried several times, but couldn't get close to him, so she had to retreat and inform Ruan Mianmian about it.

Ruan Mianmian only said four words after knowing it: "Let him be." ”

Through the glass mirror, she saw that Luo Fusheng was struggling to get dressed with one hand, and he had no intention of helping him at all.

She had long sensed that Luo Fusheng had an extraordinary attachment to her master.

She couldn't let this relationship continue to ferment.

She had to find a way to distance herself from Luo Fusheng so that he could learn to be self-reliant sooner.

Ruan Mianmian's elixir was very effective, and in just five days, Luo Fusheng's injuries had healed, and he redevoted himself to cultivation, going back and forth between the cave, the cold pool, and the back mountain every day.

In order to prevent him from encountering another plot, Ruan Mianmian will protect him through the glass mirror every day.

It may be because Ruan Mianmian's previous behavior of going to Canaan Peak to seek justice made Fu Jiayan know that he was afraid, and since then, he has not appeared in front of Luo Fusheng again.

A month has passed in the blink of an eye.

The triennial Zongmen Contest officially kicked off.

All disciples in the sect who are below the Yuan Infant Stage will participate in the competition, and they will be divided into the Foundation Building Group, the Jindan Group, and the Yuan Infant Group according to their cultivation.

As a member of the foundation building group, Luo Fusheng will devote himself to the preliminary round on the first day.

Due to the largest number of disciples in the foundation building period, almost all of the first three days of the sect competition were in the foundation building period.

Three days later, Luo Fusheng successfully advanced.

He and the other disciples who had advanced began to prepare for the second round of the competition.

At the same time, the competition of the Jindan period has also begun, compared to the small fights in the foundation building period, the competition of the Jindan period is naturally more interesting, almost every Jindan period of the competition, there will be many monks around.

After rounds of elimination, only a very small number of outstanding monks were left to advance to the finals.

Naturally, Lofusheng was also a member of the final.

The opponent in the final match is determined by the monks by drawing lots.

Maybe it's because the road is narrow, Luo Fusheng just drew Fu Jiayan.

The two became opponents and stood on the jousting platform.

Luo Fusheng looked down the stage, and at a glance, he saw the figure of Shizun not far away, and a strong motivation suddenly emerged in his heart.

He's going to win!

He can't let his master lose face!

This time, Fu Jiayan didn't dare to underestimate his opponent anymore, and at the beginning of the competition, he adhered to the principle of striking first and taking the lead in launching a fierce attack!

The golden sword light kept flashing, stinging people's eye masks.

Luo Fusheng already knew the level of the other party, and he didn't need to test it anymore, he directly injected the aura into the sword, and met it head-on with the momentum of thunder.

The blades collided, and the flames flew everywhere.

The two sides fought back and forth for more than a dozen rounds.

Fu Jiayan observed while fighting, carefully looking for the mistakes and omissions of the other party, and kept a distance from the other party at all times, so as not to let the other party have the opportunity to hurt himself.

Fu Jiayan's sword moves are varied, which is dazzling, while Luo Fusheng's sword moves are very simple, and with just a few movements back and forth, it is easy to see through his sword moves.

Fu Jiayan is very confident.

As long as he seizes the opportunity, he will definitely be able to defeat Luo Fusheng to the ground!

Suddenly, Luo Fusheng's sword move flew into the air, and his blade paused in midair.

Fu Jiayan's eyes lit up!

Lofusheng made a mistake!

Fu Jiayan immediately seized this great opportunity, raised his sword and pounced, and the blade of the sword pointed directly at Luo Fusheng's life!

Bursts of inhalation sounded all around.

They all felt that Luo Fusheng must be finished this time!

The blade of the sword pierced through Luo Fusheng's body.

A smile appeared on Fu Jiayan's face.

But the smile only lasted for a moment, and he sensed that something was wrong.

Luo Fusheng was pierced through his body by a sword, but he didn't bleed!

That's impossible!

In the next second, Luo Fusheng's body suddenly flashed, and then disappeared.

Fu Jiayan suddenly came back to his senses: "It's an afterimage!" ”

The opponent moved too fast, beyond the range of his eyes, so he left an afterimage, making him mistakenly think that he had stabbed the opponent.

A voice came from behind him.

"Where are you looking?"

Fu Jiayan Huo Ran turned around and looked back.

He saw that Luo Fusheng had appeared behind him at some point.

The blade of the sword in Luo Fusheng's hand fell.

The sword light gradually enlarged in Fu Jiayan's eyes, and finally turned into a scarlet blood light.

"Ahhh!!h

Fu Jiayan's entire right arm was cut off, blood splattered, and he rolled on the ground in pain, screaming again and again.

Luo Fusheng withdrew a foot away, blood dripping down the tip of the sword.

"You cut off one of my arms that day, and now I will give it back."

If it weren't for the sect's regulations that he couldn't hurt people's lives, he would have directly taken Fu Jiayan's head just now.

The onlookers were all stunned.

They were first shocked by the reversal of the situation on the field, and then by Luo Fusheng's murderous method of cutting off the opponent's arm, and they could not recover for a long time.

No matter what others think, this time it was Lofusheng who won.

He shook off the blood beads on the sword, didn't look at Fu Jiayan on the ground, jumped off the competition platform directly, and went to the master to ask for merit.

But after looking around, I couldn't find the figure of Shizun.

Lofusheng was disappointed.

He won the victory, but the master did not see it.

So what does it mean for him to win?

The surrounding disciples suddenly rushed in the same direction, and one of them said as he ran: "I heard that the competition of the Yuan Infant Stage has begun, and the first one is the Yuqing Daojun vs. the Yuan Shi Daojun, hurry up and go and see!" ”

As soon as Luo Fusheng heard the words Yuqing Daojun, he immediately changed direction and rushed to another martial arts platform along the crowd.

The Yuan Infant Stage is larger and stronger than the others, and there are prohibitions around it to prevent the Yuan Infant Dao Monarchs from accidentally hurting the onlookers.

At this time, on the competition platform, Ruan Mianmian was wearing a white dress, bubbling with a cold air, and the ice spirit sword in his hand trembled slightly, making an excited howl.

Opposite her, Fu Wei carried a crimson sword with flames burning on the surface.

The duel between ice and fire made the onlookers blood boil just by looking at it.

They are curious to know, who will win this matchup?

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