After the competition began, the audience suddenly fell silent and turned their eyes to the ring.

At this time, Ye Yang suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and just wanted to sit down, I don't know if it was intentional, his place has been occupied by Wu Youruo.

The only position in the crowd happened to be by Wu Youlan's side, and Ye Yang had no choice but to sit down.

When Ye Yang sat down, he obviously felt that Wu Youlan's body was tense, and he looked very nervous.

However, Ye Yang didn't particularly care, and his eyes were always looking at the martial arts ring.

Seeing that Ye Yang didn't look at herself anymore, Wu Youlan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and then felt a little disappointed in her heart.

At this time, the two people in the ring were already fighting in one place, sticks and swords, and they were full of energy.

Feng Buping will dance with a long stick and a tiger, and Fang Yuanzhang Xu is full of stick shadows, like a rolling ball.

But the long sword in Yuhan's hand flew up and down without letting it go at all, and in the blink of an eye, the two of them had already passed more than forty moves.

"Brother, look at which of the two of them has the better chance," Blue Fluttershy asked.

Hearing this question, the people nearby all looked at Lan Wenjun expectantly, wanting to hear what the number one master on the martial arts list had to say.

Lan Wenjun groaned slightly, and said, "I think Ye Yuhan will win, although they are only tentative attacks now, and they haven't shown their full strength, but Ye Yuhan has a vague aura on his body, and even I have to be afraid."

"What, won't it" Everyone was taken aback, what was as strong as Lan Wenjun to be afraid of?

Meng Fei was even more surprised, because Lan Wenjun's evaluation was almost exactly the same as what Ye Yang said.

While everyone was talking, more than a hundred moves had passed, and Feng Buping shouted "Huoyun Stick"

With Feng Buping's drinking, an iron rod instantly turned red, and the audience close to the ring felt a heat wave coming.

"It seems that Feng Buping is going to make a special move, the Fire Cloud Stick is a Xuan-level primary combat skill, and it is very powerful."

"Feng Buping relied on this trick to defeat many strong opponents, which can be regarded as his killer feature"

In the face of the oncoming fire stick, Ye Yuhan still looked indifferent, and when he shook the long sword in his hand, a cold chill instantly filled the entire air.

The long sword in Ye Yuhan's hand was suddenly plated with a layer of white frost, but this layer of white frost contained endless destructive power.

"Bang"

The swords and sticks intersected, and the strong energy surged in all directions like an explosion, and the nearby spectators were suddenly shocked.

Everyone looked at the ring again, the night rain and cold did not move, but Feng Buping was shocked more than a dozen steps away, fortunately, the ring was big enough, if it was an ordinary ring, he would have been shocked to the stage.

Feng Buping was also taken aback, his blood was surging from the blow just now, and he almost couldn't hold the long stick.

"Very good, newcomer, you are very strong, but I will let you know that the old student is definitely not as simple as you think" As he spoke, Feng Buping's momentum changed, and his momentum became much stronger in an instant.

Ye Yuhan didn't reply, just looked at him coldly.

"Wow, Feng Buping has been cornered by the new students, and he has already begun to use his tricks"

"Being able to force Feng Buping to make a trick, this newcomer is really powerful, even if he loses, he won't be ashamed."

Suddenly, he felt that Feng Buping's momentum was much stronger than just now, and his current cultivation was infinitely close to the peak of the samurai.

The new students were all amazed, and when they saw that everyone in the Eight Desolations City was very puzzled, Wu Youruo explained to everyone.

It turns out that in addition to the exercises and combat skills, there is also a secret book called the secret method.

The secret method is very cherished, and in the Treasure Pavilion of the Heavenly Martial Academy, there is only one copy, and the price of learning actually reaches 800,000 points, which makes all the students sigh.

On the mainland, there is a vast and boundless world, and there are always some lucky people who will get some adventures.

This Feng Buping ancestor has passed down a secret method, but this secret method is incomplete.

When you use it, you can only barely improve your cultivation by a small level, and after using it, you will enter a long period of weakness, which has great drawbacks.

Feeling the powerful aura in his body, Feng Buping smiled confidently, "Boy, you have to be ready, if you can't take it, admit defeat as soon as possible, so as not to get hurt"

Ye Yuhan's face was still indifferent, but his eyes showed a strong battle intent, and the long sword in his hand was slowly raised.

With the action of the night rain and cold, the air seemed to condense, and within a radius of several zhang with him as the center, snowflakes slowly appeared.

"Oh my God, what kind of attribute is this true qi?"

"This seems to be the legendary mutation of the true qi of the water attribute - the ice attribute"

"I didn't expect it to be so powerful, I felt chills in my body outside, and the seal opposite him was uneven, it must be even more difficult"

Seeing that the momentum of the night rain and cold was slowly condensing, as his momentum improved, his pressure became more and more.

No, he must be interrupted, Feng Buping at this time has completely lost the self-confidence just now.

Run the true qi with all your might, and shout "Beacon Fire Kill"

As if he didn't see the oncoming seal, the long sword was still raised upwards according to the previous frequency, until it was raised above the top, and the cold light on the tip of the sword flashed.

Ye Yang's heart froze, and he felt that at this time, the night rain and cold were like a sharp blade out of the sheath, cutting through all the obstacles in front of him.

When Lan Wenjun saw this scene, his pupils instantly shrank to the size of a pinpoint, and he was as calm as him, but he couldn't hide the horror in his heart.

At the same time, in a quiet room deep in the academy, Bai Yunzi and the original examiner were enjoying tea in front of a pair of jade walls.

It's just that when the two of them saw the cold light of the night rain and the long sword in their hands flashed, the two put down the teacups at the same time, and their eyes were full of surprise.

When the long stick of the seal was about to attack Ye Yuhan, Ye Yuhan's long sword also reached its highest point, and with a cold glow, it slashed forward.

"Frozen Break"

"Bang", the ears of everyone roared.

The people near the ring couldn't hear any sound for a moment, and their ear drums cracked.

A figure flew out in embarrassment and fell directly outside the ring, and everyone looked at it intently and couldn't help but gasp.

I saw that the long stick that sealed the uneven seal had been broken into two, and a long wound on the chest was dripping blood.

The audience was silent, and some people swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty.

"Sword ...... I don't know who it is, and I shuddered and spit out the word.

"How is it possible, he actually comprehended the sword intent" Everyone still couldn't believe it.

Sword intent, also known as the artistic conception of the sword, is the swordsman's whole body and soul are concentrated on the sword, causing the resonance of the sword and producing endless killing power.

The weapons of both are ordinary refined weapons, with the same hardness, and in terms of density, the long stick is stronger.

But right now, the long stick has been cut in two by the long sword, and Ye Yuhan's comprehension of the sword intent is already obvious.

In the secret room, Bai Yunzi stroked his beard and laughed, "Although it is only the prototype of sword intent, the potential must be unlimited in the future, if you can achieve a small sword intent, you will definitely shine on the mainland."

At this time, Feng Buping's face was pale, and in the moment just now, he seemed to see the god of death beckoning to him.

Feng Buping bowed to Ye Yuhan on the stage, and said loudly: "Thank you, Your Excellency, for your mercy." ”

Although Feng Buping was defeated, he was convinced, and he knew that in the last shot, if it wasn't for Ye Yuhan retracting part of his strength, he was afraid that he would be hurt even more.

Ye Yuhan just nodded indifferently, without the slightest mood swing, let alone the joy of victory.

"The winner will get half of the points of the seal and get the temporary right of residence in the ninth-level mansion," the referee's voice came.

In the envious and awe-inspiring eyes of everyone, Ye Yuhan left the ring, but he did not leave the venue, but came directly to Ye Yang.

"I heard that the next one is you," Yeyu said coldly.

"Not bad"

"After you solve him, I hope to be able to challenge you" Ye Yuhan's words surprised everyone, he had already comprehended the sword intent, who else in the same rank would accept his challenge?

"Yes, but I have the conditions," Ye Yang thought for a while.

"On what terms?"

"If you lose, you're going to be my sidekick, how about it?" Ye Yang stared at Ye Yu Han tightly.

What? Ye Yang actually wanted to accept Ye Yuhan, who had already comprehended the sword intent, as his follower? This is not a joke, right?

Which martial artist who has comprehended the sword intent is destined to rise to the top in the future, the top existence in the cultivation world, he actually wants to accept someone as a follower, it is a pipe dream.

"Okay," Ye Yuhan agreed without thinking about it.

Ye Yang was stunned for a moment, and said with a smile: "You agreed like this, in case you lose, there is no room for regret."

"I won't lose, and it's impossible to lose to someone lower than my own cultivation," Ye Yu said coldly, revealing a strong confidence in his tone.

But no one dared to laugh at him, because he did have this strength.

"Okay, it is worthy of being a genius who has comprehended the sword intent, it is true that only such a strong and confident person can comprehend the sword intent" Lan Wenjun said, who had not spoken.

But overnight, Yuhan glanced at Lan Wenjun, didn't speak, and found an empty seat and sat down, "I'll watch your next competition here."

Obviously, the latter sentence was said to Ye Yang, Lan Caidie was immediately furious, and she was about to run over to teach this impolite guy a lesson.

However, Lan Wenjun was not angry at all, and stopped Lan Xiaodie, "This is his cultivation path, the path of a swordsman is full of loneliness, he must maintain such an artistic conception in order to enter a higher realm"

Everyone suddenly realized, and at the same time, they couldn't help but admire Lan Wenjun's mind, this is the demeanor of the number one master in the academy.

While they were talking, a large number of people poured in at the door, and this time there were hundreds of them.

The leader was a man about twenty years old dressed in white clothes with white skin, who looked good, but gave Ye Yang the feeling that this person was very gloomy, which was diametrically opposed to Lan Wenjun's sunny aura.

The person behind him, Ye Yang knew, was Mu Bai, and now he had broken through to the martial arts.

Looking further back, it was a familiar face, but Ye Yang didn't know it, but after thinking about it for a while, Ye Yang knew that this person was very similar to Zhao Zihao, so it was Zhao Zilong.

The group came to the stand next to Ye Yang, and the students in the original stand avoided it one after another, and instantly gave way to the stand.

The man in white led by him glanced at Ye Yang and said, "A kid who doesn't have any hair grows, dare to be a bird, isn't he afraid of death and no place to be buried?"

The faces of everyone in the Eight Desolations City suddenly changed.

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