The ninth general in the forest, the battle is over.

The Jiangtai cast by Yushan Rock has not been damaged in any way with this battle, the stone surface is still smooth as a mirror, and the general's flag is still waving in the wind. If there is any difference compared with the pre-war period, only the northern part of the Taiwan will be cut off by someone's sword.

Chu Muyun and Zang Feng stood on the platform and looked at each other.

The aura around the two of them gradually faded, and there was no blood on the swords in their respective hands, and it seemed that this duel ended very calmly, harmoniously, and without blood.

"For a newcomer, you surprise me. The sword in Zang Feng's hand turned into a white light and disappeared in the palm of his hand, he stared into Chu Muyun's eyes, and said with a smile.

"Surrendered ......" Chu Muyun also appreciates Zangfeng's open-minded mentality and gentleman-like behavior style.

"I won't say polite words, I didn't promise you, and I lost convincingly. Zang Feng stretched out his palm, and a jade piece flashed, and with a flick of his fingers, it fell into Chu Muyun's hand.

Looking at the jade piece engraved with 'twenty' luck in his hand, Chu Muyun was not hypocritical, he knew that the meaning of his senior brother to fight by himself was to accumulate more luck, so that his team would also have the strength to squeeze into the top twenty-four.

So he took out his jade piece and absorbed all the luck of the past forty years. His own jade piece has also changed from the number 'sixteen' to 'thirty-six'.

After doing all this, Chu Muyun arched his hand towards Zang Feng again, and then unfolded his body and swept off the platform.

Seeing that the junior brother won, Hua Danqing nodded with satisfaction, and then fell his gaze on the general's platform: "We haven't fought for a long time, how about it, do you want to fight again?"

"No...... I see that your mind is not in me. When I was fighting with your junior brother, I'm afraid you had been thinking about challenging the defenders in front of you!" Zang Feng waved his hand, looking really uninterested.

Hua Danqing smiled: "If you don't fight, you won't fight!" But I'll say it in front first, if I can't win the guard in front, I will still come to you......"

"You think you can eat me, don't you?"

"There's no way, I'm thirty-six, I can't be in the top ten, right?"

"Hahaha...... Okay, you can come at any time, I will fight at any time, and I will not disappoint you!"

"It's a deal!"

Hua Danqing smiled, the two turned around and strolled away.

Zang Feng carried his hands behind his back, looking at the two figures that were gradually becoming smaller, and his eyes became more and more hot: "Qingyun without the dragon and phoenix, it seems that it is not so boring and boring now......

"Senior brother, where are we going to go next?" Under the sparse shadow in the forest, the two figures walked side by side. Chu Muyun broke the silence all the way and asked.

"Geng Position!Seventh General Platform!" Hua Danqing's footsteps became a little heavy, just like his voice, low.

"That'...... Eighth General?" Chu Muyun was a little puzzled.

"What, you still don't understand?"

"Understand what?"

"As I expected, the man who defeated the 10th guard is doing the same thing as us. Hua Danqing finally adjusted his mood and state, raised his head, and looked into the distance.

"He is also challenging the guards one by one to collect luck?" Chu Muyun was surprised.

"Yes, I think after you defeated Zangfeng, they have already set off for the Eighth General's Stage. ”

"Who the hell are they?"

"Who else could it be! The one who hasn't been seen since the second knockout game. Hua Danqing turned his head and stared at Chu Muyun's eyes, his expression solemn, "Green Dragon Messenger, there are no tears in the snow!"

Although it was not the first time he had heard this name, although Chu Muyun had vaguely guessed some possibilities in his heart, when these three words swirled in his ears, it still made him feel dull. It's like standing under a cloudy sky, the air is hot, there is no wind, and the rain doesn't fall.

For all the Qingyun test students in this year's session, this name, this person, is incomprehensible.

Xue Wutear's character does not have the slightest weakness, and the cultivation of the Inscription Realm has no weakness. No one knows how many fighting tactics he knows, or what he's best at. Even the arrogant Qingyun top ten, Zhu Xin, and Gu Yan are willing to work for him. The remnants of Xiao who never left a living mouth in his hands also changed the habit of killing people that he had developed since the day of his cultivation.

Prince Qinglong regarded him as a teacher and friend, and even extended an olive branch to him, recommending him to the emperor of the Han family and entrusting him with the affairs of the dynasty.

He is an immortal talent, and any means can be cracked in his eyes, because he himself is unsolvable.

"Finally, is the battle going to start again?" Chu Muyun unconsciously clenched his fists.

There is no need to use the mouth as a sword, there is no need to limit any strength, and there is no need to pretend to be the hands of others, this will be the first time, a real battle.

"Then let's wait and see!

......

On the eighth guard's platform, Lone Goose's sword was like a flash of light, piercing through the void and stopping in front of the guard's eyes in an instant.

The tip of the sword was only less than half an inch away from the center of the eighth general's eyebrows.

"You've lost!" the lone goose retracted his sword, his voice as calm as ever.

So in just a few minutes, the news of the defeat of the eighth defender swept through the forest again like the wind.

People no longer guess who it is, because when Xue Wuxian and others came to the eighth general's stage, there were already a lot of people gathered here to watch the excitement.

This battle is no longer mysterious, it makes all Qingyun test children realize what is a real genius.

A team of nearly 100 people was clustered, and under the leadership of Xue Wuxi, everyone was in high spirits and rushed towards the seventh general's platform.

And halfway through, the jade pieces on everyone's waists, including Xue Wuxi, couldn't suppress their loneliness again, and flashed rapidly.

All the jade tablets brought them a common message.

"The seventh guard is also defeated!"

"What? There are still people challenging the Ten Generals of Qingyun?"

"Who is it?"

“......”

couldn't hide the frightened look, and everyone talked endlessly.

It was only at this time that people suddenly realized that there was more than one side, sweeping the ten generals from the back to the front.

This also shows that a secret battle, the battle with the Blue Dragon Messenger, has already begun at the moment when the nineteenth and two guards were defeated.

The people around him were noisy, and Xiao Xiao frowned a little annoyed, and the eyes of the lonely goose gradually deepened, as if he was thinking about something.

There was a sound of breaking wind in the forest, and Xue Wutear ignored the restless emotions of the people around him, and his eyes fell on the front, looking at the hurried flying figure.

The man who couldn't wait was breathing heavily, and he could see that he longed for a pair of wings to grow behind his back, and it flew by in an instant.

Under the gaze of a hundred pairs of eyes, the man finally couldn't help it, his voice trembled with a hint of excitement, and shouted, "Chu Muyun...... Just defeated the Seventh General!"