The next thing is to practice sword moves, Lan Xi once sat cross-legged and entered that dark space through meditation.

This time, the fairy showed the first move, and the corresponding nine variations. Lan Xi carefully observed, pondered carefully, and after about an hour, Lan Xi retreated.

The sword is a sword with purple light all over the body, it was originally the sword of Zixia Zhenren, but Zixia Zhenren gave it to Lan Xi two days ago, Lan Xi was really flattered, but when she saw the expectant eyes of her master, she accepted it and decided to live up to the cultivation grace of the sect.

Stand in the courtyard and let the breeze blow the ends of your hair. Suddenly, Lan Xi moved, danced the sword in his hand with the wind, stepped on a special step, followed a specific trajectory, and performed the first move. At the beginning, the flow of true qi in his meridians was still relatively jerky, and the sword moves that came out of the dance were also relatively stiff, and there was no strength at all.

However, as the number of exercises increased, Lan Xi became more and more familiar with the running route of the exercises and the way to stimulate the true qi, and the green true qi flowed on the sword body with a bright purple light, and a special and mysterious beauty spontaneously emerged.

Gradually, Lan Xi's figure was no longer visible, and he only saw a lilac figure flying up and down, and a lilac mango turned into a phantom, and during the period, there was a green air flow like a substance flying around with the lilac light.

In this way, Lan Xi practiced the sword technique to the sixtieth move in three months, and completely mastered the nine variations of these sixty moves, that is, a total of five hundred and forty changes.

But Lan Xi still didn't know much about her strength, so she decided to go out once.

After giving the master, Lan Xi promised that he would definitely rush to Canglin Mountain on time to compete in a month, and then went out under the master's instructions.

Two days later, in an underground ring a hundred miles away from Canglin Mountain, a young man in a blue robe and a mask appeared.

In the ring, a jousting contest is being held. One of them is a big man with big shoulders and a round waist, a leopard's head and eyes, and he is not a good stubble at first glance. On the other side was a middle-aged man with a thin face, with a dark complexion, but the bulging muscles were full of explosive power.

There are supporters on both sides, the thin man is the champion, I heard that he has been successfully defending for three consecutive days, and no matter what kind of opponent he has been able to take three moves in these three days, so when placing bets, people generally bet on him to win, and he has not disappointed people for three days, so the call for support for him is even higher.

Who would have thought that such a big man would come today, the big guys muttered in their hearts, and some people hesitated to put the money on the big man, and the voice of the middle-aged man decreased.

The contest began, and neither side used weapons, but directly engaged in hand-to-hand combat. I saw that the big man attacked first, the fist was the size of a bowl, and the person who was half-crippled after this punch was not dead, plus the sound of the whirring wind that came with the fist, everyone couldn't help but sweat for the thin man.

Who knew that the thin man just dodged in a flash, and there was a burst of cheers from the crowd. Some of the people who won the big man have begun to regret it. There is still a fluke mentality in some of them, hoping that the big man can knock out the thin man with the next punch.

However, the wishes are always beautiful, and the reality is always cruel. The big man didn't wait for the opportunity to punch the next punch, because at the moment when the thin man dodged, he struck the big man with a palm, and the big man couldn't dodge, and he was knocked away at once, and fell out of the ring.

The crowd erupted in enthusiastic cheers, but the big man was unconscious and was carried down by his companions.

I saw a thin man arching his hand at the audience: "Everyone, I don't know who else is willing to come on stage to compete with Li?" After speaking, his proud expression was revealed.

There was silence in the audience.

At this time, a cool voice said, "I'm coming!" I'm betting on myself to win! Everyone looked over, only to see a person wearing a mask, seeing that this person was not tall and thin, everyone suddenly showed a look of surprise.