Liu Guanghui felt something different, and he was busy paying attention to the other party's every move. As for the undercurrent of true qi surging under his feet, he was forced back by his-for-tat collection of his whole body's true qi under his feet.

In the eyes of everyone, the two of them just stood opposite each other and did not move, but those with a little vision knew that in fact, the two of them at this moment were fighting for real fire.

If nothing else, just look at the cobweb-like cracks on the floor under their feet caused by the collision of two diametrically opposed True Qi, and you will know that although they are not moving, they are engaged in the most dangerous fight.

Martial artists compete in skills, and the most dangerous thing is nothing more than the direct fight of true qi. This is tantamount to being unguarded and allowing the opponent's true qi to attack the body.

The same goes for the other party. If one of them accidentally breaks the balance of power, then one of them will inevitably suffer a heavy blow.

"Brilliance, since the last battle, this year, I watched the flowers on this maple mountain bloom and fall every day, and finally realized something when the maple leaves were red not long ago. Today, you will be the first to see this trick. Cao Weidong's fingers flicked the dark blue sword, and as soon as his eyes were raised, a cold sense of negativity followed.

"Hehe, it's a coincidence, I also watch the wind and leaves of Fengshan every day, and I also have some gains. Perhaps, today we can see who has a deeper understanding. Liu Guanghui was not afraid, and a sharp aura of courage and courage instantly collided with the coldness.

"Hmph, don't talk nonsense, this trick, I'll meet you. A strange smile appeared on Cao Weidong's face, and with a slight wave of his arm, a black cloud immediately appeared on the ring.

"Well, this kid has two brushes. Wei Yi, the referee next to the ring, frowned slightly, for him who cultivated metalness, he was born with an aversion to the dark attribute. However, he didn't expect that the three generations of disciples in front of him, who were not good-looking, had really cultivated the dark attribute to such a point.

Liu Guanghui only felt a violent fluctuation in his head, and his eyes suddenly went dark. Vaguely he seemed to see a leaf float down, but the leaf was rapidly withering.

Xu was affected by this strong dark attribute, and the disciples who cultivated weaker in the ring felt uncomfortable, even if they were as strong as Chu Tianwen and the others, they frowned.

The black cloud completely covered Liu Guanghui in just a few breaths, and everyone couldn't see the situation in the fog clearly, but they clearly heard the sound of gold and iron resonating.

Immediately after, a ray of light squeezed out as if with all its might. Finally, the golden light broke through the obstacles.

"Leaves?" A third-generation disciple in the audience rubbed his eyes, yes, a leaf slowly floated out of the black mist, but that leaf did not wither, but a real red maple leaf.

The mountains and green maples are empty and self-appreciative, just for the frost to fall a red ......

"Block the sword and return to Feng!" The golden light opened the gap and quickly spread, dispelling all the black mist that trapped him.

People followed the clear whistle and saw Cao Weidong's sword glowing with black light heading towards Liu Guanghui's waist, but Liu Guanghui didn't seem to care, just a seemingly slow turn, not only the opponent's sword edge was almost dodged by him, but the sword in his hand was also taken advantage of.

As soon as the leaves know autumn, the maple leaves burn out their last brilliance and bloom with a beauty that is not inferior to flowers. What will the weather be like for the party? What about the cold winter wax moon?

The sword in Liu Guanghui's hand lightly rested on Cao Weidong's body, and a touch of blood arrow came out.

"So fast!" It's not that there are no discerning people in the audience, the seemingly slow sword is actually fast to the extreme, so fast that Cao Weidong doesn't have time to reflect at all.

No matter how red the leaves are, they will eventually return to their roots. With the completion of Liu Guanghui's moves, the figures of the two were separated. It's just that Liu Guanghui landed steadily, while Cao Weidong was unconscious......

"This one, Songtao Peak, Liu Guanghui wins!" Wei Yi's voice came from afar, and today's game really opened his eyes. I thought that the preliminaries were extremely dull, but there were actually two people who had almost appreciated the supreme martial arts of the Golden Sword Gate.

Blocking the sword and returning to Feng, as a high-level martial art of the Golden Sword Sect, has always been only qualified to practice by disciples who have entered the Martial Arts Hall. Unexpectedly, these two third-generation disciples actually relied on their own comprehension to fully imitate this style. Although it is much worse than the real sword blocking Huifeng, it is already extremely surprising that it can do this.

The Golden Sword Sect has always had rules, if you can't enter the martial arts hall, no matter how high your status as a mentor is, you can't teach the strongest martial arts of the sect privately, even if it's the high-ranking master!

Cao Weidong's talent is good, but he has heard of it, just looking at his use of dark attributes to urge the sword intent that seems to be real and illusory, it is enough to witness his comprehension of the martial arts of the Golden Sword Gate.

But I didn't expect that Liu Guanghui, who is unknown on weekdays, actually did it, and compared to Cao Weidong, who only had his intentions, his move was infinitely close to the real sword blocking Huifeng.

"Wow!" someone in the crowd clapped their palms slightly, and then a loud applause followed.

"Good!

"Bright, good!"

Lin Yu cheered and ran towards Liu Guanghui, who broke into the final last year, and now it seems that he does have such strength.

"Liu Guanghui? Hehe, that's good. Chu Tianwen and Ji Ziyan looked at the people on the stage at the same time, and they couldn't help but feel a trace of curiosity in their hearts.

"Hehe, did you win? It's good to win......" Liu Guanghui looked at Cao Weidong, who had been carried down, and Lin Yu and others, who were running towards him cheering, and his heavy eyelids finally closed.

"Senior brother!" Lin Yu had already seen that Liu Guanghui was wrong before he ran closer, and when he saw him fall, he hurriedly went up to support his shoulder.

"Get out of the way. Sensing Liu Guanghui's situation, Wei Yi came up.

"Well, the true qi in his body is very weak, it seems that he almost drained his true qi with the move just now, and you can quickly send him back to the master to cultivate. Wei Yi put his hand on Liu Guanghui's pulse, and a stream of true qi entered Liu Guanghui's meridians.

"Radiance!" "Radiance!" ......

When Liu Guanghui opened his eyes, it was already evening. He blinked, and when his vision became clear, he realized that he was lying in Lin Yu's room at this moment.

"Senior brother, you're awake. But what's wrong?" Gu Feng saw that Liu Guanghui was awake, and hurriedly stepped forward to ask.

"Well, it's nothing, I just feel weak. What about Lin Yu? I remember that he seemed to have one more game. Liu Guanghui remembered what happened before he fell unconscious, and asked out loud.

Today, he overused his true qi, even if he won, with such a physical condition, I am afraid that he will only have to abstain from the next game. The sect knows martial arts, and the important thing is to consider the cultivation of the disciples, not to be competitive.

"Senior Brother Lin has already rushed to the main peak. Hey, if it weren't for him desperately putting the water true qi into your meridians, maybe Senior Brother would still be in a coma at the moment. When Gu Feng said this, he suddenly realized that he had missed what Lin Yu had repeatedly told him not to say.

"What about Senior Brother Lin's competition?" Liu Guanghui's face flashed with a trace of guilt, it was he who dragged down his classmates. If it affects his game, not only Songtao Peak will return home, but I am afraid that even Lin Yu's personal reputation will be damaged. After all, his master was an outcast disciple of the Golden Sword Sect, he was not an ordinary disciple, and he still had the burden of justifying his teacher's name.

"Hehe, senior brother, can't you still believe in my cultivation?" a hearty laugh came from outside the door. Immediately afterwards, several people from Songtao Peak walked into the room laughing.

"How's the game?" Liu Guanghui was anxious to sit up, not wanting to have no strength in his body.

"Senior brother, lie down quickly, don't worry, hehe. Lin Yu knew that although Liu Guanghui didn't say anything, in his heart, the senior brothers of Songtao Peak and Jin Jianmen were extremely important.

"What's going on with the game?" Liu Guanghui was pressed by Lin Yu to lie down again, but his face still looked anxious.

"Hehe, Lin Yu is really good. Originally, we were also worried about his situation, but we didn't expect him to still look like a vigorous tiger, and beat Li Ying of Cangbai Peak all over the field. At this moment, their Cangbai Peak's face was completely lost. Haha!" He Hong's mouth was full of foam, as if Lin Yu had avenged him today.

"Well, now, Senior Brother Lin, you have won three games in a row, and you have entered the finals. Liu Guanghui nodded slightly, and a stone in his heart finally fell.

He knew that it was impossible for him to participate in future competitions, so Songtao Peak was left with Lin Yu, the only seedling. Now that he heard that Lin Yu passed the test easily, he finally put his mind at ease.

On the second day, there was no competition for Lin Yu, so Lin Yu quietly stayed in the Songtao vein and used the thunder essence full of water elements to heal Liu Guanghui and Pan Ping.

Although they were worried about Lin Yu's condition, Liu Pan and the others tried their best to refuse. However, when Lin Yu repeatedly assured that it would not affect his game, he finally reluctantly agreed.

As the sun set, the preliminary competition of the Golden Sword Sect finally came to an end. Of the one hundred and eight outstanding disciples in the three rings, twelve were finally left after fierce battles.

Because of the defeat in the previous competition, only Fu Bai, Zhu Xin, Chu Tianwen, Xiao Su, Ji Ziyan, Lin Yu, Qiao He of Cangbaifeng and an outstanding disciple of the outer sect were left who could really participate in the finals.

So far, the eight third-generation outstanding rookies who participated in the finals have been officially produced. Tomorrow, just tomorrow, who is the strongest among the third-generation disciples of the Golden Sword Sect will eventually be born. Not only will the high-level giants of the Golden Sword Gate be present in person, but the only place to stay in the Lecture Hall will also appear!

Speaking of martial arts, the place of yearning in the hearts of the disciples of the Golden Sword Sect, has become closer and closer to these eight newcomers......

On the night of the game, Lin Yu suddenly felt sick in his heart, so he got up and came to the courtyard. The starlight sprinkled down in the sky, not only did the snow-white fur of Xiaobai shine look more polished, but also illuminated the almost invisible thunder-shaped mark in front of Lin Yu's forehead!