Meng Jingluan: ...

Master, are you serious?

The inexplicable disappointment was gently concealed by her, in fact, this matter is not a big deal, she can also see that Li Xuanfeng has a pure heart and few desires, except for the first time when he went out of the mountain to accept her as an apprentice, most of the rest of the time he was meditating and practicing in Qing Xiulu, not to mention that this is her own way, she can't always rely on the master, she understands.

The ten-day period passed in a flash, and Meng Jingluan took the sword alone and went to the Chiming Hall alone.

Like the last general election, the step-by-step wide stone platform has gathered countless new disciples, and there are six tall rings made of solid wood on it. The rules of the ring competition are to nominate yourself to the ring and call the champion. For each person who is repelled by the champion, he remembers one point, and the last one who is still in the ring and those who first enter the ring will be given another five points, and the first twenty will win. Everyone was talking, and some disciples with skills were eager to try, Meng Jingluan squeezed among the disciples and looked around, but he couldn't see Xiao Che's figure.

The real person in charge of the ruling finished reading out the rules, and the six rings were still empty, Meng Jingluan had a slight urge to think about it, but he felt that he was too showy to be good, so it was better to observe for a while.

Yes, low-key, low-key.

Suddenly, a white shadow flew out of the crowd and landed steadily in the first ring. Meng Jingluan looked closely, only to see that the young man had thick eyebrows and big eyes, thin lips were pursed, and he was combing a small braid, which looked unsightly, but his face was very calm.

"Jiang Xiaocheng, please advise."

Another young man in Tsing Yi stepped out of the crowd and occupied the second ring.

"He Qiuli, I've asked you for advice!"

Soon, one ring after another was occupied, and Meng Jingluan no longer hesitated and slowly stepped into the last ring. When the disciples in the audience saw the comer, they began to talk about it.

"This one looks familiar, huh?"

"Confused, isn't this the only apprentice who is in charge of the sect!"

"So, he must be a master?"

Meng Jingluan wiped her sweat silently, she thought of her master's prestige in Penglai, but she really didn't know how to stand out among the newcomers!!

"Little junior sister, I haven't seen you for a long time, and I'm getting more and more smart. Tsk, senior brother has been waiting for a long time today! ”

Suddenly, a male voice came, and Meng Jingluan followed the sound, only to see a tall male disciple coming out with a sword and a malicious smile.

Who's coming?

She frowned and thought for a long time, and suddenly realized - yes, yes, this person was the one who followed Zhou Zilin in Juxian Pavilion to make things difficult for her and Xiao Che!

Thinking of this, she clenched her fists, "Really? I've been looking forward to learning from my peers. ”

The man's eyes swept up and down her presumptuously, and he smiled hesitantly, "If my junior sister loses, will Pear Blossom cry with rain?" I can't use all my strength! ”

Meng Jingluan was faintly angry in his heart, and sneered, "I will let you know how the four words are written!" ”

The sword pulled a flower in the air and went straight to the man, the male disciple smiled, and flew up, but unexpectedly Meng Jingluan took a step faster, bowed down at the moment he landed, and spun out of his right sweeping leg, the male disciple stumbled slightly, stabilized his footsteps, glanced at Meng Jingluan in surprise, and then also drew his sword, and the two fought.

Since he dares to provoke, he naturally has some ability among newcomers, and he also feels that Meng Jingluan has no skills and is even more unscrupulous.

How did Meng Jingluan not know his mind? However, the more she was questioned, the more she provoked the blood in her chest. One batch at a time, the sword body was tempered, and the blade of the sword slashed towards his neck like a hob, and the male disciple avoided it sideways, and reflexively slashed at him. Meng Jingluan's waist turned sharply, and he could brush the edge of the sword.

The male disciple saw her dodge, and his heart became more and more proud. With a lewd smile, his toes were on the hilt of the sword, Meng Jingluan drew his sword and couldn't get out, and in a hurry, he attacked his crotch, followed by a set of swordsmanship generals who led the way. The male disciple was finally tired of coping, and gradually became a little confused, and on the other hand, Meng Jingluan gradually had the bloody feeling of fighting in every sortie, and she was finally no longer a weak person who let people eat meat!

Three days, that is, more impressive!

"Brush-" The last sword momentum forced the disciple to the edge of the ring, and then without waiting for him to react, he raised his leg and kicked him in the heart.

Boom!

The male disciple rolled to the ground, and the crowd cheered, Meng Jingluan saw Zhou Zilin in the audience, and stared at her with a somewhat grim expression. She looked back without fear.

The real person on the stage hung a red card for her. The game continues, and the challengers are strong and weak. However, I don't know if it's due to Li Xuanfeng's professor Youdao, or because she herself practiced hard all night, and four or five challengers were forced back one by one.

Halfway through the race, Miss Xiao Che was late, with white gauze bandages tied up and down, standing under the stage to watch. Meng Jingluan didn't have a chance to ask what was going on, a tall and graceful figure slowly walked into the ring, "Yes, Meng Jingluan, this time in the Qing Dynasty, the pheasant can also become a phoenix." ”

Yue Yanshan.

Here she comes.

Before Meng Jingluan could speak, Xiao Che in the audience was furious, "The surname is Yue, who do you say is the pheasant?" I think you are the golden jade and the outside is ruined, don't cry and shout if you lose for a while, you have lost the face of Tai'an Lou! ”

Yue Yanshan clenched her silver teeth, but she didn't argue with Xiao Che. Dressed in plain clothes and mink boots, as delicate and arrogant as ever, he looked directly at Meng Jingluan, "Compete with me, do you dare?" ”

Meng Jingluan shook out a cloth in his sleeve, tied his injured arm, and smiled.

"Why don't you dare?"

Yue Yanshan challenged, she also expected it, after all, they have always been against each other, from the first arrival in Juxian Pavilion to the entry selection, the two have a deep grudge. And Meng Jingluan didn't expect that Yue Yanshan would never make a move, just waiting for the opponent to be exhausted and then challenge, which was inevitably a little despicable, taking advantage of people's danger like this, it was not quite like her style.

"After all," Meng Jingluan rubbed his wrist and deliberately provoked him, "You once lost a piece of hair to Xiao Che, and now it's growing again, that's why you came to me." ”

"You'll pay for your open-mouthedness!"

Yue Yanshan was really enraged, brushed out the sword, grabbed a sword flower with her backhand and jumped forward, the sword blade came with a murderous aura, Meng Jingluan took three steps back, and was not in a hurry to take the move, just dodged and dodged, jumping and dodging under her fierce attack, on the one hand, she wanted to see what kind of realm Yue Yanshan's cultivation was, on the other hand, she temporarily recuperated and stored her strength to wait for the counterattack.

"What is it to dodge! If you don't dare to fight, go down! Yue Yanshan can't beat her opponent, and she can't fight happily, she shouts and scolds urgently, this kind of circle is naturally extremely unpleasant for her, and Meng Jingluan still only defends and does not attack, the more anxious people are, the more obvious the flaws!

When she was impatient to attack again, and raised her sword and slashed her head, Meng Jingluan did not dodge or dodge, condensed her palm with internal force, and took the sword blade alive, she could feel the burning heat in her palm, but it did not sting. Yue Yanshan's whole body was exposed in front of him, and Meng Jingluan raised his foot with all his strength and kicked it in the chest, using all his strength with this kick. Yue Yanshan's whole person was kicked to the edge of the ring.

The crowd exclaimed.

The rest of the onlookers in the ring rushed over and stood under the stage to watch.

One is the niece and nephew of Yue Zhangjiao, and the other is the apprentice of Li Zhangjiao, and everyone is looking forward to the results of the apprenticeship taught by the two top masters.

Meng Jingluan knew that he was already at the end of the crossbow, and if he continued to fight with Yue Yanshan, he would lose sooner or later, so he ran two steps quickly, wanting to take advantage of the victory to pursue, who knew that seeing Yue Yanshan fall to the ground with a pale face, it seemed that there were some signs of fainting, and he couldn't help but be shocked, could it be that she was too heavy?

Rao is grievances between the two of them, but Meng Jingluan also knows the proportion, in the end it is still the same door, she took the sword and leaned over to look, who knew that at the moment when they got closer, when the two were only an inch apart, Yue Yanshan suddenly narrowed her eyes and laughed weirdly.

"You've lost."

She raised her left arm and pointed lightly.

Three embroidered ice needles flew out of the water sleeve, Meng Jingluan couldn't dodge, two of them brushed the left side of his face and neck respectively, the subtle pain was nothing, and the numbness that spread rapidly in an instant made her suddenly startled.

Oops!

Body......

numb......

"Yue Yanshan, you-" Meng Jingluan raised his arm and pointed at her, only to feel that half of his arm was gradually numb, but the ice needle had melted, and there was not the slightest flaw, "You are so despicable!" ”

"Soldiers don't get tired of cheating, it's you who are too stupid." Yue Yanshan turned over and got up in a dashing manner, and the male disciples began to exclaim again, she took two steps forward with a smile, "How is it?" Admit defeat now, and I'll let you go. ”

Meng Jingluan took a step back, glanced at the audience, saw Xiao Che's anxious eyes, and saw the burning eyes of many disciples, she was naturally unwilling to give in, but- this was a game at the beginning.

"If you continue to fight, can you blame me for not remembering my friendship?"

Meng Jingluan clenched her fingers, but even if her nails were poked in her palms, she didn't feel any pain, she knew that this numb was as powerful as boiling, and gradually had the intention of retreating, only that little bit of unwillingness was still trying to struggle.

Unwilling to lose, unwilling to retreat.

If she had just entered Penglai before, she might choose to avoid three points and not compete for the edge. After all, it was a thought to go and stay at that time. But now the two of them are generally Penglai disciples, why is she the one who loses?

But even if you try your best to fight her again, what are the chances of winning?

After all, it was the belligerent blood that suppressed her concerns, she pulled out her sword with all her strength, and shouted, "Yue Yanshan, you can't help but be complacent too early, who will kill the deer, it is not yet known!" ”

At the same time as the words came out, he raised his sword again and slashed away, yes, there is no way out of this battle, even if she loses to Yue Yanshan with all her strength, she Meng Jingluan will never give up the position of the champion in front of everyone!

"You really don't cry when you don't see the coffin!"

The sword that was swung was caught in the air, Yue Yanshan turned around, and stuck to it like a phantom, and the two swords intertwined with the crisp sound of weapons, and the figure flew up and down.

At that time, she was in high spirits, but Meng Jingluan was defeated and retreated because of the strength of the right talent, and she could only barely resist the offensive.

Lose.

She was suddenly confused.

Should you really bet on this? Do you really have to fight for this tone? Really, are you going to lose?

The more the battle continued, an unbelievable consternation appeared in Yue Yanshan's eyes, because the opponent at that time had completely ignored the exercises, blindly forcing each other ruthlessly, and did not even dodge her sword, as if the wound left was not painful, and the blood became numb.

Fighting, only death rests.

However, when it comes to the stage, who doesn't work hard? Yue Yanshan saw that the victory was imminent, but she refused to let go at this moment, but her sword moves were even more powerful, her bright face was slightly distorted, and the ruthlessness of her moves was not like a competition of martial arts, but like an enemy with a deep hatred in the sea of blood.

The so-called fighting, fighting tricks, is also fighting spirit.

Countless ghosts had already appeared in front of Meng Jingluan's eyes, every inch of blood in his body was screaming and stopping, the scene in front of him was almost blurred, and the sound of weapons clashing in his ears could not be heard clearly.

...

"Wait!"

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