Hiss~

The forest is as cold as a knife, and the sound of the forest is as cold as a knife, coming from people's mouths and chiseling into people's ears.

The voice was as cold as ice, but sharper than ice, and as sharp as a knife, and colder than a knife.

Everyone has self-confidence, even if they are the pawns of the peddlers, they will also be complacent in some aspects.

The self-confidence of the martial artists comes from their martial arts, and most of the martial artists in the field are confident in their martial arts, but the performance of the big black bull subverts their understanding.

Can anyone leave a one-foot axe mark on the touchstone? Or is it just a martial artist who has made up for the Great Perfection?

Before that, no one wanted to believe it, but what they saw with their own eyes forced them to admit it.

Even the most confident person will be shaken by his martial arts skills at this moment.

Of course, there are also some lucky people who are full of confidence.

He could, why couldn't?

Soon, the second tester walked into the ring, a big man with red hair and red beard, and he palmed well.

But it's just good, it's still a lot short of leaving a mark on the touchstone.

Soon, he walked out of the ring in a daze.

There are a lot of self-confident people in this world, so there are also a lot of people who can't do what they can't do, and a few people come to power in a row, but they don't leave a deep mark on the touchstone, and the dark stone is like a huge obstacle, blocking their dreams.

The warriors in the audience were silent, if the big black bull gave them confidence, then the next few people completely destroyed their confidence.

Confidence was shaken, no one just got on, and the scene suddenly became cold.

Liu Qingfu's purple-like gaze swept over everyone, and all the martial artists who came into contact with this gaze couldn't help but bow their heads.

She sighed and said lazily, "Who else continues to challenge?"

A man walked out.

The young man, with thin skin, was as thin as an old man, but he had a young face, thick eyebrows, large eyes, thin lips pursed into a slit, and a high nose that made the cheeks look even thinner.

How do you describe such a face? It's probably a contradiction, it should be full of freshness and vividness, but it is lifeless.

Who is he?

Everyone was confused.

In the first round of light power tests, he was the last few people to play, so not many people who had seen him had seen him, and even fewer who knew him.

He walked very slowly, but without pause, step by step, steady and powerful, with a straight back, representing stubbornness, and stubbornness seemed to be his nature.

This is a cold person, extremely cold, even colder than Lin Ping. Han Chuang suddenly had a strange feeling, if he was allowed to stand with Lin Ping, he didn't know what would happen.

He couldn't help but laugh out loud at the thought of this.

"What's wrong?" Lin Ping asked, as if he felt something.

"Nothing," Han Chuang replied, his smile still on his lips.

In the field, the man walked up to Liu Qingfu, looked at the face of the country and the city as nothing, and said coldly: "I'll try it." ”

When ordinary people speak, they have a change in intonation, but he doesn't.

This is an extremely cold person, Liu Qingfu thought, pursed her lips and smiled, smiling smartly, but she didn't speak, as if she only needed to wear this well-tailored lake-green shirt and stand and smile.

The man ignored her, didn't look at her more, looked at the smile as if it were nothing, and walked straight to the touchstone, staring at the obstacle in front of him.

There was nothing in his eyes but the rapidly blackening stone.

At this moment, the touchstone returned to its original state, and the wound left by the great black bull had healed, and on the surface, it was dark and smooth, and shimmered with black light, like silk.

As you can imagine, this is the best material to test your strength, and you never have to worry about it breaking.

This man didn't say anything, he raised a palm, he didn't see the martial spirit, and he didn't have momentum, so he pressed it on the touchstone meadowly-

Hiss~

Bursts of white smoke oozed from under his palms, and the cold was overwhelming.

When he raised his hand, a one-inch-deep palm print had already appeared on the touchstone, no more, no less, just right.

It is this just right palm print, but the shock is greater than the one-foot-deep axe mark of the big black bull just now, such control, such a free retraction, even many inner disciples are inferior.

"Did I pass?" he said, in the same tone as ever.

Liu Qingfu's eyes narrowed into a narrow slit, and there was an obvious smile in this slit, "Of course, congratulations, you passed the test." ”

She didn't even glance at the palm print before announcing the news.

No one thought there was anything wrong with this, and everyone agreed with the strength of this cold man.

The man left, walking alone, the cold between heaven and earth seemed to be heavier, and the loneliness was even stronger, and everyone automatically made a way for him to leave, and no one made a sound, not even a sound of applause.

Some people don't naturally need to be applauded by others.

Until the man is gone, everything is restored to its original state.

Helian Mo pursed his lips disdainfully and said, "I can do it too." ”

Lin Ping, who has never been smiling enough, actually teased for the first time: "Can you?"

Helian Mo's face turned red, and he said hesitantly: "Probably, I will definitely be able to." ”

These two contradictory words show that he lacks confidence. It is not difficult to leave a mark on the touchstone, and it is not difficult to leave a mark on the clouds, but it is even more difficult to control the traces to an inch.

Helian Mo is not a self-indulgent person, but he is also not full of confidence, if he can really do it, he will definitely say with confidence: "It's nothing, it's trivial." ”

Now that he's hesitating, that means he can't do it.

Han Chuang and Lin Ping both knew this, but they didn't break it in unison, they just stared at Helian Mo with a light smile, and their scalps were numb.

"Well, I'll admit I can't. He spread his hands and said.

For some reason, in front of Han Chuang and Lin Ping, he will always become the honest man who is bullied.

Another person stepped into the ring, and the old acquaintance, Bai Yujing, was still dressed in a white shirt, spotless, and graceful.

"Miss Liu, I'm here. He said, his eyes revealing a hint of inexplicable emotion.

Helian Mo pursed his lips, glanced at Han Chuang who was smiling lightly, and muttered, "It seems that you have a lot of rivals." ”

Han Chuang smiled dumbly, he never regarded Bai Yujing as a rival in love, first, he didn't love Liu Qingfu, he loved her from the previous owner of this body; second, Liu Qingfu didn't like Bai Yujing, from the faint hostility in her eyes at this moment, it could be seen.

But for some reason, Bai Yujing's eyes made him extremely uncomfortable, and he couldn't wait to punch him twice on that handsome face.

But—

He held back.

"Bai Gongzi, let's start. Liu Qingfu said, her tone was indifferent as if she was facing a stranger.

In fact, she really wished that she and Bai Yujing were a pair of strangers, and strangers could show their disgust without having to smile hypocritically, without worrying about any chain consequences.

But alas, they were not strangers, so she could only smile, laughing sarcastically and coldly.

Bai Yujing was bored with himself, and there was a gloom in his eyes, but he quickly adjusted his mood and came to the touchstone. At this moment, the inch-deep palm print left by the previous person has not disappeared.

Seeing this, Liu Qingfu raised her eyebrows and said coldly: "Wait a little longer." ”

Bai Yujing waved his hand and said, "No." Before the words fell, he pressed the palm down, and there was no imaginary thunder momentum, just gently lifted and put down, as if he had done a trivial thing: a light wipe on the remaining palm print, and the palm print was erased.

"Did I pass?" Bai Yujing said, still with a gentle smile, his eyes staring at Liu Qingfu obsessively.

Erasing a palm print is obviously more difficult than leaving one, and like a memory, it is always more difficult to erase than to get it.

Liu Qingfu hated this obsessive gaze, but she didn't forget her duty, took a look, and said coldly: "Bai Yujing, passed." ”

This time, even congratulations were cut twice, which was enough to see her impatience with Bai Yujing.

She is such a person, she will show what she likes, and she will show what she doesn't like.

Bai Yujing left disappointed.

The disappointment was not due to the failure of the test, but to the fact that he had failed in front of this woman again, and then he laughed again.

If you fail, you fail, you're used to it anyway.

One after another warriors came to the stage, with joy, disappointment, and some rejoicing.

At noon, the sun hung high, and the sun hanging high in the sky finally swept away the cold of the secluded valley, and even the spring breeze came to life, stirring people's cheeks.

Liu Qingfu stood in the wind, her face was like a flower, staring at Han Chuang prettyly, she hoped that Han Chuang would come to the stage quickly, but Han Chuang obviously had no such plans.

Helian Mo shrunk his neck and whispered, "Are we on?"

Han Chuang shook his head with a smile and said, "No hurry. Such two words, if Liu Qingfu heard them, he would have to scold angrily.

Helian Mo subconsciously glanced at Liu Qingfu, gritted his teeth, and said, "If you don't go up, I'll go up." With that, he strode into the ring.

Helian Mo has two pens hanging from his waist, two judge pens, at first glance, he is a martial artist who is good at piercing kung fu, but all martial artists who are good at piercing kung fu are mostly not deep.

Why?

If it is behind the skill, why use such troublesome kung fu as thorns.

Some people who had not seen him were not optimistic about him and ridiculed him.

Helian Mo ignored these ridicules as nothing, walked into the ring, and said to Liu Qingfu: "Senior sister, he doesn't want to go up, I'll come up." ”

What's the use of you coming up, Liu Qingfu glanced at him fiercely, and said in an impatient tone: "Then hurry up, don't grind, there are many people behind." ”

Helian Mo was slightly stunned, scratching his head with his hands, not understanding where he had offended Liu Qingfu.

Is it an emoticon?

He's done his best to create a smile like a dream.

Is that the tone?

He spoke softly, like a reader.

That's what it looks like?

He subconsciously touched his face, which was as smooth as ever, believing that it was also like jade. Helian Mo's lack of confidence will only appear in front of Han Chuang.

Of course, he won't admit it to his death.

"Senior sister, it's better to be gentle, to be gentle. He said that he was so good that he hit Liu Qingfu's weakness.

A woman who is as gentle as water is not a real woman, women will be rude and petty, but some of them hide very little, and some of them never hide.

Liu Qingfu's teeth itched angrily, and he said hatefully: "Who is your senior sister, are you a disciple of the Qingzhu Sect?" Hurry up and test, don't delay the time." ”

She picked it up lightly this time, and slowly dropped it, but it was really something that the two had to do with it, and everyone in the audience laughed.

Let's just say Han Chuang, his jade-like face, he smiled, until Liu Qingfu stared at him fiercely, and then lowered his head, so he made a deep gesture.

Helian Mo saw that Liu Qingfu didn't care about himself at all, so he could only wave his hand in frustration.

Who doesn't want a beautiful girl, but a beautiful girl doesn't like herself, so why should she be bored.

"It's just a pity that my Han family brother was born with an elm head, if you don't point it out, he won't understand. Helian Mo thought.

If Han Chuang knew that Helian Mo described himself as an elm head, he would definitely use the deep-sea ironwood sword in his hand to stab him through the heart.

I want you to say that I'm an elm head!

He knew better than anyone else that when he went back to his family to attend the annual meeting, he was also suspected of avoiding Liu Qingfu, and of course, he would never admit this.

The spring breeze blows from the west and goes from the east, bringing the mixed fragrance of wild flowers, the fragrance of plants and trees, and the fragrance is a little strange, which is slightly different from the usual fragrance of plants and wild flowers.

In the ring

Helian Mo walked to the touchstone, smiled and became serious.

Whenever he fights, he will be extremely serious, no matter how strong or weak the opponent is, he will treat everyone equally, so he can win the battle after battle.

He recognizes himself clearly, and at the same time never despises his opponent, and never shows mercy every time he makes a move, it is this attitude that has made him the prestige of the Jiangnan fighting king.

Now he had to face a litmus test he had never faced, a lifeless, lifeless opponent.

Such an opponent is the most disturbing, you don't know what its weaknesses are, you don't know its strength or weakness, all the experience of fighting against people is useless.

All you can believe in and rely on is your own strength, there is no doubt that Helian Mo has such strength, but he still doesn't dare to be careless.