It was an ugly but beautiful game to win.

The entire high platform applauded, and the disciples of the Yin Yang Tomb cheered loudly.

Suddenly, with a click, the golden-armored giant cracked in the middle, and the sound of metal parts falling to the ground was the sound of metal parts falling to the ground.

A small figure appeared inside the giant.

This man turned out to be a petite and delicate girl! dressed in short black clothes, with short ear-length hair, although petite, but the figure was excellent, bumpy and convex, far beyond the grandeur of her years.

The girl was sweating profusely, staring at Zou Jue with big eyes, and faintly tears welling up in her eyes: "Shameless!"

"Tiantian, come back. An old man in the Mofu team stood up and beckoned to the girl in the field, "Winning is winning, and losing is losing." ”

The woman named Tian Tian looked at the old man, looking a little aggrieved, but she still turned around and walked towards the old man.

"Zou Jue, you remember. My name is Lu Tiantian. Today, my cultivation is too low, and it is difficult to control this Great Light Armor I made. Two years later, the five places are bigger, you wait!" Lu Tian said with a hateful voice.

Zou Jue didn't look at Lu Tiantian, and silently returned to his own team, ignoring the Yin Yang Tomb disciple beside him, and closed his eyes.

"This little girl turned out to be both a monk and a ink attacker. Zou Jue, Lu Tian, is really a generation of wildflowers blooming. Su Xin secretly admired, looked at the energetic teenagers around him, and couldn't help but be proud, "My Shushan is not bad at all!"

The next game is Shushan Sword Pavilion vs. Dongqi Academy!

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Shushan Tibetan Sword Pavilion, the eighth floor.

Just when Zhou Cheng, a young man from Shushan, became famous, Lin Hu spent more than a month climbing to the eighth floor of the Shushan Hidden Sword Pavilion!

The sword in the Hidden Sword Pavilion is older the higher you go. When they reached the eighth layer, there were only a few of them, and they were so old that there was no record in the Ten Thousand Swords Catalog. Some are made of stone, some don't know what material they are, and even the shapes are strange, and the swords are also hazy and chaotic.

At this time, Lin Hu's long hair had already hung down to his waist, and he was draped indiscriminately, and the cyan robe of the Shushan disciple was already dirty and the color could not be seen, and the whole person was like a savage, only a pair of eyes, but it was getting brighter and brighter! If Zhang Zixiu saw Lin Hu again, he would definitely find that Lin Hu was thinner than in the previous few months.

Standing on the eighth floor of the Hidden Sword Pavilion, looking at the chaos of several swords, Lin Hu walked to a stone sword, stretched out his hand and was about to grasp it, when the thought of "What are the juniors doing now, how is the cultivation?" suddenly flashed in his mind.

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His junior brothers and sisters are about to face the Dongqi School Palace.

The Dongqi School Palace, whether in terms of scale, the number of disciples or its influence today, is the first of the five holy places, ruling the world's cultivation world.

Confucianism and Taoism originated in Kongqiu, inherited from Meng Ke and Xunguan, and the monks of the world respected it as the three ancestors of Confucianism and Taoism.

Dongqi School Palace, adhering to the "inclusive, educational, classless". For hundreds of years, it has continued to set up study houses and courtyards in various cities and places in the world, opening the door of convenience and spreading the ideas of the three ancestors of Confucianism and Taoism. From the peddlers and pawns to the princes and nobles, they have more or less been exposed to Confucian and Taoist classics. When encountering a disciple with good qualifications, the Shushe Courtyard can recommend him to go to the Jixia Academy in Linzi, the capital of the Eastern Qi Dynasty, to take the entrance exam.

This Jixia School Palace is where the mountain gate of the Dongqi School Palace is located. Mainly based on Confucianism and Taoism, and also taught the art of war, ink, yin and yang swords, 3,000 true disciples, and more than 10,000 outer doors. All of a sudden, the heroes of the world can be said to be in the middle. With the Jixia School Palace as the heart and the study houses and other courtyards in various places as the bloodline, this Dongqi School Palace has become a behemoth with great influence in the four countries over the years.

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The first to play in the Shushan Sword Pavilion was Zhang Zixiu, who was a native of Eastern Qi and had been familiar with Confucian classics since he was a child.

Zhang Zixiu stood on the field, dressed in a green robe, wearing a scarf, and gave a salute: "Shushan Zhang Zixiu, please also ask all the senior brothers of the school palace to give advice." ”

Zhang Zixiu stood on the field, clenched the gentleman's sword in his hand, and the slight green tendons on the back of his hand were revealed. Although I was a little nervous, I didn't lose any courtesy.

Everyone in the Dongqi Academy Palace saw that although the young man on the field was young, only sixteen or seventeen years old, he was gentle and elegant, not like Shushan Sword Cultivation, but like his own senior brother, and couldn't help but feel close.

Shi Shiran, a weak-crowned Confucian scholar, walked out and also saluted: "I have seen this senior brother of Shushan! Senior brother Liao Xuan of the Dongqi School Palace, a few years older than you, he entered the palace three years ago, and now he is a second-grade talent, and his cultivation is the first glimpse of qi." Seeing that the junior disciple is just entering the Dao realm, it is really a bit ashamed to learn from the same field!"

Zhang Zixiu hurriedly said: "But it's okay." I have already entered the Dao for a long time, but I have been trying to condense my sword intent, and I deliberately withhold it. Senior brother doesn't need to mind!"

The weak-crowned Confucian smiled and nodded.

Shao Yang spat on the sidelines and shouted at the field: "Zhang Zixiu, it's sour to death." Are you going to fight or to chat!"

Zhang Zixiu looked at Liao Xuan apologetically: "It's rude!"

After speaking, a sword stabbed at Liao Xuan.

This sword took the middle palace, not slow, just bright, without power, just a sword salute.

I saw Liao Xuan chanting: "Furun House, Derun Body, Wide Heart and Fat Body!"

As soon as these words came out, I felt that Liao Xuan's whole body was entangled with green energy, which was the Confucianism and Taoism.

Liao Xuan stroked away the gentleman's sword with one palm, clenched his fist with the other hand, and the green light was great, and he attacked directly towards Zhang Zixiu's face.

Zhang Zixiu flashed sideways, and waved his hand with another sword!

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"Two senior brothers, have Zixiu ever beaten or not?" asked Gongsun Qingzhi.

Tong Mou shook his head, and Su Xin spoke: "Zixiu only has the consummation of entering the Dao, and this Liao Xuan is already the first glimpse of Qi Elimination. Across a large realm, Zi Xiu can only barely maintain his swordsmanship and physical skills. ”

"Isn't that going to be the first game to lose!" Gongsun Qingzhi said hurriedly.

Su Xin nodded: "Without sword qi, it will definitely not be able to beat." ”

Gongsun Qingzhi sighed: "That Zhang Zixiu lost, and a few of us have also entered the Dao perfectly, I'm afraid we will also lose." There are only three people in the Qi Channeling Realm: Xiang Yuntian, Ah Hu and Zhou Ku. Now that Zhou Ku is gone, it's all up to the two of you!"

Gongsun Qingzhi looked at Xiang Yuntian and Ah Hu, Xiang Yuntian looked proud, Wan Tuhu still looked naïve, and both of them looked at the field without saying a word.

Why is it so unsteady, Gongsun Qingzhi sighed again in his heart, and also looked at the field.

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Zhang Zixiu's every sword was gently brushed by Liao Xuan, and Liao Xuan's every punch and palm forced Zhang Zixiu to be clumsy! After more than a dozen moves, Zhang Zixiu's forehead was already covered with fine beads of sweat, and his speed was slowly slowing down, which was obviously extremely difficult.

I only heard Liao Xuan shout, and chanted again: "The deceased is like a husband, reluctant to give up day and night!"

Time passes, like a surging river.

Liao Xuan's right fist was even more vigorous, and he hit it directly, although it was not as powerful as the torrent of time, but the speed was so fast that Zhang Zixiu could hardly see the shadow of the fist.

Zhang Zixiu was shocked, but it was already difficult to react, so he could only turn sideways slightly to avoid the vital point.

This punch hit Zhang Zixiu's left shoulder, Zhang Zixiu screamed in pain, and retreated more than ten steps in a row, standing firmly.

Liao Xuan didn't pursue, and stood with his back hand and said: "Senior brother also tried his best, I think junior brother can end up." ”

Zhang Zixiu slammed his sword on the ground, his face flushed, and he gasped for breath.

"Damn, not a single decent sword was stabbed, and he was defeated. How to face the senior brother, how to face the senior brother. ”

"Now the senior brother is still in retreat in the Sword Pavilion, in order to seek his own sword, he is extremely worried, and he has been between life and death several times. ”

"Senior brother is so talented, is it still so? What about me, I was brought into the Shushan Sword Dao by Senior Brother. What have I paid for my kendo, and where is my kendo?"

Seeing that Zhang Zixiu had been silent, Liao Xuan was a little impatient.

"Senior brother, let's admit defeat. Take another punch from me and you'll get hurt. It is still early for the junior brother to cultivate, and the future is long. Liao Xuan opened his mouth to persuade: "Hmm, what did you say, junior brother?"

Seeing that Zhang Zixiu seemed to be speaking, but his voice was too quiet, Liao Xuan couldn't help but take a few steps forward, only to hear Zhang Zixiu say:

"The rich cannot be lewd, the poor and the lowly cannot be moved, and the mighty cannot be bowed..."

Isn't this me, my Confucian classic "Mencius", Liao Xuan was a little stunned. Taking a step further, I heard Zhang Zixiu muttering in a low voice:

"Poverty is born from wealth, weakness is born from strength, chaos is born from governance, danger is born from safety..."

Zhang Zixiu's voice became louder and louder, and when he said the last few words, he felt that the thunder was rolling and he was deafening.

Suddenly, the gentleman's sword and sword were magnificent, like a hundred flowers blooming. A stream of green qi emerged from the gentleman's sword, like a dragon and a tiger converging towards Zhang Zixiu!

"Could this be... Breaking through the battle?" Liao Xuan exclaimed.

Zhang Zixiu stood up straight, raised his head, and looked at Liao Xuan, his voice was neither happy nor sad.

"I am the Shushan Sword Pavilion, the gentleman's sword, Zhang Zixiu! This sword is my sword, please comment on it!" Saying that, Zhang Zixiu stabbed out with a sword again, this sword, like a green dragon probing its claws, and the cyan sword went straight to Liao Xuan.

Different from Liao Xuan's heroic aura, although this sword aura is also magnificent, righteous and benevolent, it is full of invincible sharpness......

Liao Xuan was shocked, his hands were raised, his true qi was gathered, and he tried his best to resist this sword!

Sword to –

Liao Xuan, flying upside down, appeared, defeated.

Zhang Zixiu, put away the sword, smile, victory.