One of the five town hall swords in Lonely Mountain.

Yue Haijian.

The Bingli Sword returned to Miss Mo's hand, she looked at this Yue Hai Sword, stared at it for a long time, and finally didn't say anything.

No matter how angry she was, today was a big test of the sword, and even if Tang Xiaoxiao said something with a poisonous tongue, she still couldn't kill him.

Her murderous intent was so obvious and strong before.

But now that I saw the sword, everything was different.

That's something that came from that sword.

If the teachers and disciples on the cliffside pay attention to the inheritance and ranking, then the five ambassadors on the bright surface not only want to know who the last five of the big test are, but more importantly, this big test can be successfully concluded.

So no one wants any surprises.

Tang Xiaoxiao didn't stop, and the Yue Hai sword still didn't stop when it flew down before, no matter what happened behind him.

This seems to people to be a bit impolite.

The sword also means the human being.

Anyway, he should also salute and say hello.

But he didn't.

The figure gradually returned to the cliffside.

Someone sighed, "This is the monster who practiced in a dry well." ”

Some people also admired his courage, and so far no disciple dared to speak up against this Mo girl, except for Tang Xiaoxiao.

Some of the disciples who were nervous about this finally breathed a sigh of relief. The practitioners who were about to draw their swords above the cliff before saw this, and they also let go of their swords.

Miss Mo bowed her head slightly to the sword, and then returned to the cliff.

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In fact, we're only halfway through the competition.

But all the disciples who participated in the big test have already finished the competition one by one.

Elimination of elimination, promotion of promotion.

It's getting late.

Mr. Principal then announced, "The first round of examinations is over. ”

The cliffside began to become bustling and lively.

Several swords flew from the top of the cliff, and then the practitioners above the cliff also rode their swords.

The disciples left one after another.

Zhang Ze stretched his waist and said, "There is a tavern in Linji Town under the mountain, do you want to drink it?"

Ma San was stunned for a moment, and said, "I'm different from you, how can I go down the mountain easily as an inner disciple?"

Zhang Ze said lightly: "Today is not the same as in the past, and the barrier of the entire mountain has been removed. ”

Ma Sandao: "Stealing?"

......

Zhang had hoped to see someone in the corner of the tavern, with whom he hadn't had a drink in days.

But someone is not there today.

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Stars like rain.

The night breeze is warm.

Starlight swayed in the cup.

Both of them were a little drunk.

The night was deep.

Ma San looked at the mellow syrup in the cup and said, "What kind of person is your son-in-law?"

Zhang Ze was already drinking, as if he hadn't heard.

Ma San looked at him.

Zhang Zeji suddenly grinned and said, "He is a beauty, a beauty even more beautiful than that Mo girl." ”

The wine is in the belly.

Ma San looked at him strangely and said, "Is that all?"

Zhang Ze has said: "He doesn't like to talk. ”

"What else?"

Zhang Ze had been thinking for a long time and said, "His name is Su Ye." ”

Ma San shook his head and said, "You know that what I want to know is not that. ”

Zhang Ze had already drunk another glass and said, "But I really don't know anything about him other than that." ”

"His strength. ”

"As rumored. Zhang Ze had already put down the cup, looked at him, and said, "Could it be that he is also your enemy?"

Ma San said in a deep voice: "As long as it is recognized by me, it can be regarded as my opponent rather than an enemy." ”

The enemy is the enemy, the opponent is the opponent, and there is a big difference between the two.

Ma San looked at him and said seriously: "You are my opponent and my friend. ”

The night is deeper, and the secluded starry sky is deeper.

Starry land.

......

By the time they each returned to their homes, a long time had passed.

Zhang Ze was already staggering and lying on the bed, ready to fall asleep immediately.

At this time, a voice came from the sword: "Tomorrow's second round of exams, you are so leisurely." ”

Zhang Ze didn't bother to get up again, and said, "As long as your divine soul in this sword still helps me, I won't lose, so what else is there to worry about?"

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The second round of exams is coming.

Compared with the first day of the big test, because of those disciples who were eliminated, the disciples on the cliff side today are less than half.

The sword light flew in and landed on the glossy surface and the cliffside.

Although the number of people is less than half, the level of excitement is not inferior to yesterday.

It's just that yesterday's gentleman in charge couldn't continue to preside over today's competition for some reason, and was replaced by an old man.

The old man was dressed in a black cloth shirt, short and fat, but he always had a happy smile on his face.

Holding a drawer of beef buns in his hand, when he saw a disciple, he smiled and asked, "Have you eaten in the morning?"

If the disciple shook his head and said that he had not eaten it, he took out a meat bun, took a small bite, took out a bottle of chili oil from his pocket and poured it in the mouth of the bun, and ate it.

While eating, he said: "I'm still young, don't dare to develop bad habits, I must eat breakfast!"

Chili oil and meat foam were on the corner of his mouth, and he wiped it with his sleeve.

Zhang Zeji and Ma San were the last two people to come.

I got up late in the morning, hurriedly washed my face, and rushed over.

Along the way, Ma San also complained to him a few words.

The old man smiled and asked, "Have you eaten in the morning?"

Ma San shook his head.

The old man said, "You must eat it, it's not good." ”

Zhang Ze suddenly said, "Please give two buns." ”

......

Zhang Ze and Ma San ate buns and entered the cliffside.

After a long time, when the old man finished eating the last bun, he announced: "The second round of the sword test competition begins!"

"In the first test, Zhang Ze of Lingyun Hall has already fought against Xu Xiaoqing of Juntian Palace. ”

Zhang Ze choked and complained, "Why is the first one always me? ”

Ma San patted him on the shoulder, took half of the bun in his hand, and said, "It's time to compete, don't eat too much, so as not to burp." ”

Zhang Ze had already looked at the half of the bun that had been taken away, and said with some sadness: "Wouldn't it be a pity?"

Ma San shook his head and said, "No, I will finish eating it for you." ”

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