The result of the second game on the sword was not too unexpected for everyone. It ended perfectly in a draw, and most of the people had already guessed the outcome.

It's just that the strength of Zhang Han and Yan Lu has opened the eyes of many people. Especially the swords of the two, one with light and the other with pure jun, are all famous swords, the kind that is rare to see.

Whether it is a competition of skills or a comparison of the sword in their hands, the two are chess opponents.

And the most tense third game finally arrived. Everyone's eyes fell on Fu Nian and Xiaomeng.

The contestants in this third game, even if they think about it with their butts, they can think of who it is, and Confucianism is left with Fu Nian, no matter who Fusu sends to play, Confucianism is Fu Nian.

And Fusu invited the Taoist master Xiaomeng to come, obviously not to let her come to the play, and the other party definitely did not come with the mood to watch the play, this third game has not yet started, and everyone already knows who it is.

And this third game is also what everyone is looking forward to the most, except for Ye Tian and Ye Xiu, the two of them are just here to join in the fun.

Whether it is Fu Nian or Xiao Meng, the two of them are not comparable to the Six Sword Slave Zhang Han and Yan Lu Zhang Liang and others.

It's not that they have a lower status than Xiaomeng and Fu Nian or anything, the identities they represent are different.

Xiaomeng is the head of Taoist Tianzong, and Fu Nian is the head of Confucianism.

Moreover, when Xiaomeng came just now, the magical means had already suppressed many people, and the Confucian Fu Nian, it is rumored that his original swordsmanship of the Holy King pays attention to the inner and outer kings, which is the ultimate of "etiquette", and the skill is also extremely profound, and the force is not low.

After all, he is the head of a faction, although Confucianism is not a major in martial arts, but as the head of a faction, his strength will naturally not be low.

So for the third stop, everyone is looking forward to it.

This is true even for Fusu.

"Master Xiaomeng, this third time, please take action." Fusu said.

And Xiaomeng also stood up from the ground and looked at Fu Nian.

Fu Nian also stood up from his seat.

Immediately, both of them walked to the center of the Sword Pavilion.

"Senior Xiaomeng, Fu Nian came to ask for advice in the third game." Fu Nian arched his hand to Xiaomeng.

As the head of Confucianism, Fu Nian's etiquette has been deeply rooted in the bone marrow, although Xiaomeng is younger than him, but his generation is older than him, so he naturally wants to see the ceremony.

However, Xiaomeng doesn't seem to be very interested in any of this.

"I'm a Taoist, you're a Confucian, you're much older than me, there's no need to call me any senior, I'm not that old." It's still a cold voice, and it doesn't seem to have a trace of human fireworks.

Xiaomeng said this, although Fu Nian was nothing, but the disciples of Confucianism were unhappy.

Their head gave her a salute, and she was so rude, she was really a presumptuous leader, of course, they just thought about it in their hearts.

After all, Fu Nian didn't say anything, so they naturally didn't dare to speak, and there were so many big people this time, but they were not qualified to speak.

"Brother Ling Chi Songzi and my uncle Xunzi are the same generation, the master is the senior sister of the predecessor Chi Songzi, naturally the elder of Fu Nian, Confucianism is orderly, and the predecessors do not have to be too humble."

Although Xiaomeng didn't care, he definitely cared.

What's more, in front of Fusu, Confucianism emphasizes the moral cultivation of a gentleman, emphasizing that benevolence and propriety complement each other, and propriety is indispensable.

Xiaomeng; "You Confucians have too many rules and regulations, don't you think it's troublesome?"

"Say, how do you want to compare."

Fu Nian; "Leave it up to the seniors to decide."

"That's good, the first two competitions are too crude and don't match your identity, so it's better to change the comparison and compare the internal force."

Xiao Meng said as he stepped on the lotus step towards the outside of the Sword Pavilion.

However, what she said was still arrogant and rude, and in her air, Zhang Liangzhanghan and others had become crude people.

Zhang Liang and Yan Lu glanced at each other and smiled helplessly.

This Taoist predecessor will really offend people.

However, with the identity of the other party and that strong strength, I guess I don't care about offending anyone.

But..... The two of them glanced at Ye Tian who was sitting above at the same time, it was okay to offend them, if she offended this person, even if she was a rare genius in a hundred years of Taoism, I am afraid that she would not be able to stop the other party's revenge.

"Since Master Xiaomeng wants to change the comparison, everyone, come with me."

For Xiaomeng's willfulness, Fusu can only bear it.

Subsequently, everyone also followed out of the kendo hall, and went directly to the plank road between the lakes in the village, the bottom of the plank road is a lotus pond, the lotus leaves in the pond are green and brittle, and the lake water is leisurely.

At the middle end of the plank road, Fu Nian and Xiaomeng each stood aside, and opposite them were Ye Tian and the others.

"This time we are more internal than the internal force."

On the opposite side of the two, everyone has begun to speculate about the victory or defeat of this handful.

"Mr. Nangong, who do you say will win this game?" Gongsun Linglong was still standing next to Chu Nangong.

It's not that she doesn't want to stand next to other people, it's that they're all covered with it.

And by Ye Tian and Fusu's side, even if there was no one standing, he didn't dare to go over to stand.

"The old man doesn't dare to make up his own mind, Fu Nian, as the head of Confucianism, has internal cultivation, and he wants to be above Yan Lu and Zhang Liang, but it is unknown how strong he is."

"What's so powerful about that little girl, Nangong, you seem to admire her very much."

"When Xiaomeng was eight years old, she defeated the six elders of the Taoist Heavenly Sect except for Chi Songzi, so she was accepted as a closed disciple by Bei Yingzi, and then she was in retreat for ten years, do you think her strength is weak?"

"At the age of eight, he defeated the elders." Gongsun Linglong smashed her tongue and looked surprised.

I didn't expect this Xiaomeng to be so powerful, and at the age of eight, he defeated the elder of the Taoist Heavenly Sect, not the disciple.

Can be an elder at that time, how can it be a mediocre person, but Xiaomeng defeated six, if defeating one is luck, then defeating six is a representative of strength.

And she was only eight years old at the time.

Thinking of this, Gongsun Linglong was shocked.

At first, maybe it was because of Xiaomeng's age and beauty that she was jealous and ridiculed for no reason, but now she is afraid that she doesn't dare to think about what she said just now.

Sure enough, how can it be simple for someone who can be invited by Fusu.

"Cultivating internal strength is the strength of Taoism, and she has been in retreat for ten years, this time she chose to compare internal strength, presumably to attack the enemy's shortcomings with its strengths."

"It seems that she is quite scheming."

On the other side, Fu Nian and Xiaomeng also began to move.

I saw Xiaomeng gently raise his right hand, and the Taoist internal force in his body also began to converge into the Qiu Li in his hand through his right hand.

Qiu Li, who was originally gorgeous and weak, suddenly shone with colorful light and starry eyes, which made people marvel.

As Xiaomeng pulled out the Qiu Li Sword, the purple soft light also began to burst out, like an illusion, beautiful and beautiful.

(End of chapter)