In the ring, the competition between Wei Wuji and Ji Xiaoxian has reached the last moment. See the web

Both of them were exhausted, and they were both a little out of breath and unsteady breathing.

Ji Xiaoxian dodged and retreated, and the silver spear pulled a spear flower and held it across his chest, "Wei Wuji, you are the biggest accident in this competition, and everyone is blinded." Your strength is not below Wei Jing, even one point stronger than him, I really didn't expect that the Wei family still has a sword master like you. ”

"You're not bad, we're in between. Wei Wuji's long sword pointed diagonally at the earth, took a deep breath, and exhaled a mouthful of turbid breath in his chest.

"Martial arts, strength is respected, only by stepping on the blood and bones of countless cultivators, can we be proud of the peak. I'm tired of draws, so let's give it a go, either I'm stepping on you up, or you're stepping on me to the top!"

After Ji Xiaoxian finished speaking, the silver spear in his hand put on a posture, and his momentum rose suddenly.

The silver spear danced slowly, leaving an afterimage in the void, and a ray of light rose from the tip of the spear, like a pear blossom in full bloom. From a distance, it looks like a pear blossom tree, a hazy and blooming beauty.

Wei Wuji's arms were weak, and he naturally hung down, and the tip of his sword pointed at the ground under his feet, as if he couldn't even hold a long sword steadily.

He inhaled deeply, then held his breath, and the ground froze around him, and the air flow of the void stopped flowing, as if frozen.

In the blink of an eye, a stream of air arose at the tip of the sword, carrying dust and swaying around the sword body.

The air flow is invisible and invisible to the naked eye, but the changes in dust can be seen.

The bottom of the sword was dusty, a strange whistling sound was heard, and the chaotic and disorderly wind had order at this moment, and with the point of the long sword, it was ready to attack.

Puff, puff, Wei Wuji's clothes vibrate, as if standing against the wind, vibrating the sword and pointing at Ji Xiaoxian.

"Pear blossoms are fragrant!"

Ji Xiaoxian snorted softly, the silver spear waved, and countless pear blossoms in the void swayed, like poetry and fantasy, floating towards Wei Wuji.

"Stormy Wasteland!"

Wei Wuji recited the mantra of the general outline of swordsmanship, and the long sword waved, whistling against the wind, attacking the opponent.

The two forces collided together, and the glory was great,

The pear blossoms are always blown away by the wind, and the pear blossoms transformed by the silver spear are instantly scattered, as if countless petals are fluttering one after another.

The poetry-like killing, the dream-like artistic conception, can only be felt when you are in it. In the eyes of countless spectators, it was just the collision of blades, and the blurred figures that changed and changed staggered.

The two figures overlapped in an instant, and then separated, several feet apart, standing quietly.

"Who the hell wins and loses?"

"I don't know, the martial arts of the two of them are too fast, and they are so far away that they can't see clearly at all. ”

"Wei Wuji definitely lost......"

"Maybe Ji Xiaoxian was defeated. ”

The people in the stands all around talked to each other.

The long sword in Wei Wuji's hand broke, and half of the tip of the sword fell to the ground.

"It turned out that Wei Wuji lost ......"

"With his strength, it's not easy to get to this point. ”

After all, he was inferior to Ji Xiaoxian, and although he tried hard, he still failed. ”

Just when everyone was talking, Ji Xiaoxian signaled to the notary public in the audience, "I lost." ”

The referee is the strength of the Eight Heavens, the closest to the ring, and everything can't escape his eyes. He smiled, stood up and shouted, "This time in the competition, Wei Wuji wins!"

Is it Wei Wuji's victory again? This time Ji Xiaoxian was also defeated in his hands?

Everyone in the stands was stunned, and suddenly a wave of noise swept across the field.

Ji Xiaoxian turned around and clenched his fists at Wei Wuji, "Thank you." ”

The victory or defeat was only a millimeter, if it weren't for Wei Wuji's sword style deviation just now, his throat would have been pierced by a long sword. Ji Xiaoxian has never been so close to death, and now that he thinks about it, he still has palpitations.

"Concession. Wei Wuji also returned the salute with his fists.

The two turned around and stepped out of the ring.

"He can actually win Ji Xiaoxian, no matter what, I have to fight him!" Wei Jing's eyes were blazing.

"I didn't expect my last opponent to be him, interesting!"

Ning Xiaochen looked at Wei Wuji's figure, his expression became a little excited, "But before that, I have to win Ji Xiaoxian and Wei Jing!"

In the main stand, Wei Qingyuan, the head of the Wei family, said to everyone next to him, and under the arch guard of the two attendants, he got up and walked to the side.

After leaving the stands, Wei Qingyuan walked to the door of a lounge, turned around and ordered the attendants to wait outside. I raised my hand and pushed the door and walked in.

There was a middle-aged scribe sitting in the room, and when he saw Wei Qingyuan coming in, he hurriedly stood up, "Family master, are you here?" ”

"The people of Weijiazhuang are actually in the same village as Wei Wuji, and the pronunciation of the names of the two is also very close. Wei Qingyuan said while looking through Wei Wuji's information.

"Mowgli is not Wuji, Wei Wuji is the strength of the late stage of the Seven Heavens, the genius of our Wei family, cultivating in Linjiang Mansion City. And Wei Wuji was just a small Quadruple Heavenly Cultivator, which was not enough to compare. Besides, his root bones are not good, he is a rare hidden bone body, and he doesn't have much potential in the martial arts. The scribe replied.

"I remember, Wei Jiazhuang is Gu Weng guarding the town, it seems that he is quite optimistic about Wei Wuji. ”

Wei Qingyuan looked at the information and laughed, "Comprehension and perseverance are beyond ordinary people...... Hehe, if I'm not mistaken, this is the best evaluation of the old head to others, and even his apprentices are often scolded by him for being stupid. ”

"Family Master, should I talk to Wei Wuji and let him lose to Wei Jing in the competition?" the scribe asked.

"No, it's not easy for Wei Wuji to get to this point, so let them compare with their real strength. Geniuses with excellent qualifications are certainly worthy of family training, but mediocre juniors, it is even more difficult to get to this point, give him a chance, let's not interfere this time. ”

Wei Qingyuan hesitated for a moment and instructed the scribe.

"The subordinates understand. The scribe bowed with his fists clenched.

Wei Qingyuan nodded, walked out of the room, and returned to the stands.

In the next competition, Wei Wuji's opponent is Ji Nanyan.

"Thank you, brother, for being merciful to my young lady. Ji Nanyan clenched his fists and said.

"The competition in the ring is not a vendetta, just point to the end. Wei Wuji said indifferently.

Ji Nanyan smiled, took a few steps back, showed his blade, and attacked.

Probably because of Wei Wuji's mercy to Ji Xiaoxian's subordinates, Ji Nanyan did not fight to the death, and the two sides were just a general duel. After dozens of moves, Ji Nanyan lost one move and walked out of the ring with his fists in his hands, and Wei Wuji won.

However, in this round of competition, Wei Jing and Ning Xiaochen met.

Because he was also competing, Wei Wuji didn't see the process of the duel between the two.

When he stepped out of the ring, the two had already decided the winner, and Wei Jing's black sword was defeated by Ning Xiaochen's male and female swords.

After the rest of the half-pillar incense, the next round of the competition begins.

Wei Wuji vs. Wei Jing, the two finally met