The challenge of the competition is based on the order of the numbers drawn by the contestants. 【Reading.com】

First, the first contestant challenges the defender, and then the second, third, and fourth contestants.

If someone is unwilling to challenge, it will be regarded as a waiver and will not have the opportunity to challenge until the second round of challenge begins.

The Shi family and the three families of Quarry Town are good friends, and they will support each other in the future. Shi Ziyi judged the situation and couldn't win against Jiang Qianyuan and Hua Wenchao in the ring, but he was unwilling to give up the opportunity to challenge in vain. stepped into the ring to pretend to challenge, giving Wei Wuji a chance to breathe.

"Brother Wei, I realized the phantom sound of Tiansheng Island, and I am very curious, let me try Brother Wei's perception of music rhythm today. Try a song, and at the end of the song, Brother Wei will be fine, even if I lose. Shi Ziyi said.

"The girl in purple, please, as you say. Wei Wuji said.

Shi Ziyi nodded and smiled, sat down cross-legged, untied the piano bag behind him, and put the guqin across his knees, "Brother Wei, I'm going to start." ”

Wei Wuji smiled faintly, and also sat cross-legged, taking off his sword and sitting across his knees, sitting three feet away from Shi Ziyi.

Shi Ziyi flicked the strings lightly, and a jingling sound sounded, scattering in all directions,

Suddenly, her fingers suddenly changed, the pleasant sound of the piano had more killing aura, the sound of the sword roared through the air, the sword qi in the void was vertical and horizontal, and the sword qi slashed towards Wei Wuji one after another.

The long sword is out of the sheath, the thirteen swords against the wind, and the whirling sword style.

The long sword drew an arc in the void, blocking the sword qi that came from the attack, and flew back in a whirlwind, falling back into Wei Wuji's hand. Kneel down and beg for a hundred dulies

Shi Ziyi plucked the strings with both hands, and his ten fingers flew on the strings, bringing out an afterimage, and countless sword qi slashed towards Wei Wuji in the air.

However, these are all superficial illusions, and it seems that the sword qi is lingering, the attacks are frequent, and the howling sound is fierce. The sword qi that actually surrounded Wei Wuji's attack was not too strong, and Wei Wuji's long sword swung and blocked it all.

After a moment, Shi Ziyi stopped the sound of the piano and clenched his fists, "Brother Wei has lost in the next place." ”

"The girl in purple, I agreed. Wei Wuji returned the salute with his fists.

Shi Ziyi stood up, smiled, and jumped out of the ring.

"Xuanfeng, this girl seems to be helping Wei Wuji," the old man asked with a smile.

"That's probably the case, but it's done very secretively, and it is estimated that only the old ancestor can see through it, hehe, of course, Xuan Feng can also see it. Jiang Xuanfeng said with a smile.

"You're praising yourself, hehe, what do you think about this," the old man laughed.

"The purpose of the challenge is not to fight to the death, but to select excellent elites for me to use in Linjiang City. Wei Wuji is the person I fancie, his strength will be qualified sooner or later, a little cheating is harmless. Moreover, this kind of cheating is also within the rules, there is no need to be serious, skip it. Jiang Xuanfeng replied.

The old man groaned and nodded.

As soon as Shi Ziyi got out of the ring, a shadow gently jumped into the ring and stood opposite Wei Wuji.

"Wei Gongzi is invited, in Han Yuxin, he doesn't dare to challenge, he just wants to confirm a few tricks to Wei Gongzi. Han Yuxin nodded to Wei Wuji.

"Miss Han, please. Wei Wuji returned the salute with his fists.

"Let's stop there. ”

After Han Yuxin finished speaking, his right hand lightly took it, and there was a sword sound, and a silver sword was held in his hand.

With the sword in hand, Han Yuxin's momentum changed, and a stream of water vapor rushed towards him, and Wei Wuji seemed to be on the shore of the lake after the light rain.

"This woman's strength is extraordinary, not below Hua Wenchao, even compared to Jiang Qianyuan, not much better. ”

Wei Wuji's long sword was unsheathed, his arm naturally drooped, and the tip of the sword pointed obliquely at the ground, concentrating.

Hu Han Yuxin's long sword waved, stirring the void, and a stream of water vapor arose under the sword, like a drizzle of unwet clothes, attacking and killing Wei Wuji.

Wei Wuji raised his sword lightly, and a wisp of headwind flew under the sword, and with the dance of the tip of the sword, it went towards the oncoming water vapor.

The two sword momentum collided and stirred in the air, wandering and fighting, and it was difficult to distinguish between them.

Wei Wuji met a difficult opponent, the woman's strength was not weak, and she also felt a certain artistic conception. The old man said.

"Han Yuxin is the heart and soul of the Han family, and he is also one of the strongest people in this competition. Among the contestants, only Hua Wenchao, Han Yuxin, and our family's Qianyuan can compete with Wei Wuji. There is also a woman named Murong Wenyan who is a little worse than these four people, and can resist Wei Wuji's hundred moves, while the others are a little worse. Jiang Xuanfeng said.

"Chihara is about to be promoted to the Ninth Heaven," the old man asked.

"The old ancestor saw it right, after Qianyuan finished the competition this time, he immediately began to attack the Nine Heavens Realm. You can see that his competition has been smooth sailing, winning four in a row, and the fifth game is about to be won. Jiang Xuanfeng said with a smile.

"I can see that the contestants know Chihara's identity, and the challenge on stage is also up to the point, but Chihara's strength surpasses that of his opponent, which is also true. The old man said.

At this time, Wu Zhenzi, Ning Jingtian and others in the stands also looked solemn. Wei Wuji has already won three games, and if he loses to Han Yuxin, he will have to start all over again, and the previous efforts will be in vain.

Wei Yijian, who was standing in the arena and watching the battle, also frowned, feeling that in this competition, Wei Wuji's victory or defeat was unpredictable.

"I look at the final result, Han Yuxin admits defeat and leaves. Wei Wufeng has always had a wooden expression, and it is difficult to see the joys and sorrows and worries in his heart.

"Why," Wei Yijian asked.

"Han Yuxin's strength is very strong, but if you want to win Wuji, you have to fight to the death, and losing both sides is not good for both sides. Mowgli is a person who has won three games, so naturally he will not give up. Han Yuxin is just a challenger, and giving up this challenge is inconsequential, it is beneficial to her. Wei Wufeng said.

Wei Yijian nodded suddenly, feeling that there was some truth.

On top of the ring, the two sides fought and entered a **. It was as if it had rained on the ground, and there was water everywhere.

"Wei Gongzi is really outstanding, and Yu Xin is waiting to be taught. The next move, if Wei Gongzi can take it, Yu Xin is willing to admit defeat. Han Yuxin said with a smile.

"Then ask Miss Han for advice. Wei Wuji said with a smile.

"Wei Gongzi be careful, the martial art of my move is called Sword Rain. Han Yu smiled heartily, his expression was restrained, and the qi and blood true power in his body stuck to the ground and spread out in all directions.

Hmph, the stagnant water on the ground suddenly flowed and converged towards Han Yuxin's side, forming a mirror-like surface of water. Han Yuxin stood in the center, as if standing in the waves, fluttering like a fairy.

Ripples rippled on the surface of the water, and droplets of water rose from the surface of the water, hovering in the void. Each water drop is crystal clear, generally sized, and generally shiny, reflecting the long sword in Han Yuxin's hand. A drop of water reflects a long sword, and hundreds of water droplets have hundreds of long swords.

With a sigh, the long sword in Han Yuxin's hand let out a clear sound, and the streamer flowed on the sword body, like a legendary divine blade.

"Rain of Swords"

Han Yuxin raised his long sword and pointed at it, and every drop of water hanging in the air suddenly deformed, turning into a small sword shape, and shot towards Wei Wuji.

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