Three days passed in a flash, and the young people who came to participate in the Young Heroes Club this time took advantage of these short days to adjust their state to the best and prepare to show their strength at this conference.

The strong wind mixed with the fallen leaves blew, and on the martial arts field at the peak of Yuelong Mountain, a . The middle-aged man with his hands in his hands standing in the center, staring at the paragraphs below and talking, is the organizer of this year's Young Heroes Meeting, the head of the Wudang faction.

Lin Fan stood in the crowd and looked around, and the dozens of contestants present in different shapes, wearing different costumes, and holding various blades aroused his great interest. Lin Fan licked his lips excitedly, and the scene in front of him was in line with the appearance of the martial arts in his heart.

After the heads of the three major sects of Wudang Shaolin and Emei finished speaking, they left blessings and expectations, the competition officially began, and everyone present went to draw lots to decide their opponents.

Lin Fan, Ji Xiaolan and Ren Jianhan said hello to each other, hoping not to bump into each other, but Ling Sha was full of interest and didn't want to compete with Lin Fan.

Coming to the lottery Lin Fan stretched out his hand and touched it casually, took out a piece of paper, unfolded it and saw that it said twenty-four, after Lingsha learned his number, she walked away in disappointment, and she drew the ninth. Walking to his companions, Ji Xiaolan drew thirteen, Ren Jianhan was five, Xiao Yanmoxin and Yang Yun were seven, fifteen, and twenty-six respectively.

After everyone has drawn lots, the head of Wudang announced the official start of the competition, regardless of victory or defeat, all present are a new generation of outstanding talents, not allowed to despise any competition defeated, nor to underestimate any sect, people who practice martial arts are strong and weak, and there is no difference between high and low martial arts.

As soon as the words of the head of Wudang fell, a woman jumped into the ring of the martial arts competition, only to see his long black hair coiled high, a strong suit redder than blood, sheepskin boots, and a well-carved face, which attracted everyone's attention as soon as he appeared.

"In the Lower Perak Hall Qin Hongyan, which brother drew the number one?" Qin Hongyan clasped his fists and saluted.

As soon as the words fell, a man with a ponytail and a dark green suit rushed into the ring, holding a glaive long knife in his hand, looking at Qin Hongyan's strange face, rubbing his nose in embarrassment, and muttering in his mouth: "It's really unlucky, why did you meet a woman as soon as you came up, girl, you still admit defeat, I Guan Sheng won't beat women." ”

Qin Hongyan was furious when she heard this, how could she have been so despised, she glanced at Guan Sheng angrily, and replied through gritted teeth: "Okay, if you don't admit defeat, I don't like to beat men, and if you let you touch a single hair of me today, it will be considered a loss for your aunt and grandmother." ”

Then he turned his head to look at the monk standing aside, and urged impatiently: "Monk, are you the referee of this competition?" Ready to start? ”

"Amitabha, since both sides are in place, it can begin, the first game is played by the Thunderbolt Hall Qin Hongyan Woman, against Guan Sheng Shaoxia of the Dragon Gate Dart Bureau." The old monk squinted, recited the Buddha's name without sorrow or joy, and stepped aside after announcing the start of the competition.

Seeing this, Guan Sheng sighed, picked up the knife and turned around in place twice, and slashed out with a knife with the help of inertia, wanting to block Qin Hongyan's attack and force him back.

However, the corners of Qin Hongyan's mouth showed a hint of mockery, he jumped up in the air and shook his hands, and eight small iron balls appeared between the fingers of his hands, and then like a big peng spreading his wings, he first spread his arms to a high place, and then quickly closed them in front of his chest, and threw the iron balls out of the way.

"Hidden weapon?" Guan Sheng didn't know why, he accelerated the chopping in his heart, and after the horizontal slash missed, he changed the direction with the help of inertia again, and followed the direction above his head, and used a force to split Huashan, but he deliberately flipped the blade of the knife and slapped it horizontally, preparing to use the blade to shoot the hidden weapon away, and then slash a circle of big knives twice to attack Qin Hongyan, who could not be avoided in the sky.

Long-handled heavy weapons are the most taboo to collect, once they start to swing, whether they hit or not, they can't be recruited until they have to, but they have been pulling out in circles, and with the help of inertia, the knife will be faster and faster, more and more fierce. However, as soon as the blade hit the iron ball, it let out a thunderous explosion.

A wave of air almost overturned Guan Sheng, the smoke billowed on the field, Guan Sheng only felt that his arms were numb, the inertia of swinging the knife was broken, his ears were buzzing, and the stars were black in front of him, and his body was placed on the ground with a long knife, a little dizzy, and he still couldn't see when his vision recovered, and he was shrouded in thick smoke all around.

Guan Sheng noticed that there was a drug in the smoke, and hurriedly held his breath, but it was too late, Qin Hongyan in the air was not affected, in Guan Sheng's stunned mind, he fell dexterously, and his small toes lightly touched Guan Sheng's shoulder, and as soon as he turned over and came behind him, he took off the Wu hook and hooked his neck.

"Stop! Qin Hong won this game. The old monk, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, shouted to stop Qin Hongyan's next move and announced her victory.

"All the fear comes from the lack of firepower." Lin Fan watched the battle from the audience and let out a sigh, he didn't expect the first competition to be a unique battle.

Yang Yun frowned, and questioned with some disagreement: "However, it seems that with the help of outsiders, it seems that there is some victory after all. ”

Lin Fan nodded in agreement, but then Lingsha's ears were grabbed, and she scolded viciously: "What do you nod, losing is losing, why bother looking for so many high-sounding reasons." ”

Seeing that Lingsha was so spicy, Ren Jianhan and the others all trembled, and they all shuddered, and they all said that Lingsha was right. Lin Fan couldn't say the bitterness in his heart, their attitude of being a friend of the dead Dao and not dying was a few meanings, so he had no choice but to ask Lingsha for mercy.

Guan Sheng on the stage is a single, and he has no complaints and micro-words when he loses the competition, and admits defeat frankly. His family originally relied on darts for a living, and he didn't care about the ranking, and this time he came purely to learn from his peers.

He hugged his fists and thanked Qin Hongyan, thanking Qin Hongyan for teaching him a lesson, if it weren't for the competition, he would already have a hatred for Jiuquan today, life and death are small and lose darts is big, if it is because of his carelessness, the darts were robbed and his own signboard was smashed, he would really be to blame.

Seeing that Guan Sheng was so upright, Qin Hongxian was a little embarrassed, and he no longer had the domineering attitude just now, and opened his mouth to persuade him: "Guan Shaoxia doesn't have to be like this, it seems that Hongsheng is not martial, my Thunderbolt Hall rarely walks around in the rivers and lakes, ordinary people don't know our details, and our thunder bombs are normal." ”

After saying that, Qin Hongyan jumped out of the ring and walked away, Guan Sheng hurriedly chased after him, saying that he was involved in eighteen kinds of weapons, but he knew very little about unpopular weapons such as hidden weapons, and wanted to consult Qin Hongyan more.

Lin Fan wanted to continue watching the next competition, but Lingsha felt that there was a lively scene between Guan Sheng and Qin Hongyan to watch, so she pulled Lin Fan to follow secretly.

After the two left, the competition continued, and after a few wonderful fights, it was Ren Jianhan's turn. Fighting against him was a young girl from Miao Jiang named Lan Ting.

As soon as the two entered, the old monk announced the start of the game, Ren Jianhan drew his sword, and used the sword method of leaving the sword to use internal force to make the long sword rotate around the body, and then the long sword turned back into his hand. This wonderful opening immediately aroused the applause of the audience.

Lan Ting didn't have any bells and whistles in the opening action, but asked with a flat face and a hint of expectation: "Ren Gongzi, do you know that there is a sect called Xiaoyao Valley in the martial arts?" ”

"Huh?" Ren Jianhan was about to launch an offensive for a while, slowly retracted his moves, looked at Lan Ting and began to think, and after a while, he replied with some uncertainty: "I have an impression of the sect you said, it's on my lips, you wait for me to think about it." ”

"Okay, Ren Gongzi, think about it carefully, think slowly, it's very important to me." Lan Ting was overjoyed when she heard this.

The two of them were in a stalemate in the ring, and after a while, the audience began to coax.

"What's the situation, you still can't fight?"

"If you can't do it, come down, don't delay our time."

"Could it be that this woman from Miao Jiang knows what kind of demon law?"

"I'm afraid Ren Jianhan of this Sword Casting Villa doesn't pity the fragrance and cherish the jade."

"If you want to go to the bed at night, what are you doing here?"

"That's it!"

"Are you ready to show us in public?"

"Then don't be stunned, take it off!"

"That's right, Ren Jianhan, you can't do it, if you can't let me come, I'll go up and make an incense."

"Hey, I won't be sleepy if you talk about this."

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Seeing that his friend was being coaxed and ridiculed, Yang Yun frowned, and green tendons appeared on his forehead, and he was suddenly on fire. But how could he block the mouth of the crowd, tightened the heavy sword in his arms, and slowly squeezed towards the ring, and after coming to the stage, he looked at Ren Jianhan who was standing still, and asked with concern: "Brother Ren, what's wrong with you?" ”

Hearing Yang Yun's call, Ren Jianhan came back to his senses, he glanced down at Yang Yun, and then looked at Mo Xin and the others, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he instantly thought of Lin Fan, he remembered that when he and Lin Fan met for the first time, when they drank together, he once claimed to be a disciple of Xiaoyao Valley.

Thinking of this Ren Jian Han, he suddenly became enlightened, and was about to open his mouth to reply, but he heard the chaos in the audience, all kinds of questions and foul language, his face became pale, and he complained to Lan Ting with some self-reproach: "I'm sorry Miss Lan, I've been thinking about it for a long time, and the girl has been humiliated." ”

Lan Ting didn't care about these people's coaxing, and asked indifferently: "It doesn't matter, Ren Gongzi remembered it?" ”