The days flickered to the wax moon.

Quanzhen Sect, Chongyang Palace.

In the Quanzhen School, the rules handed down from Wang Chongyang, three days before Chinese New Year's Eve every year, the disciples of the sect compare martial arts and examine the entry of each person in the past year.

Although Yang Guo didn't particularly care about this, &bsp&bsp, but looking at the fellow disciples and brothers next to him working overtime every day to cultivate martial arts, he was more or less naturally infected, and seeing that the pace of life of everyone had accelerated a lot, Yang Guo himself also faintly felt a little nervous.

He is a proud person who does not admit defeat, although he doesn't care much about this school martial arts inspection, he doesn't want to be weaker than others.

On this day, the moon looks at the sun, the disciples of the seven sons of Quanzhen are divided into arts, called small comparisons, &bsp&bspEach disciple is divided into seven places, Ma Yu's disciples and grandchildren become one, and the disciples and grandchildren of Qiu Chuji and Wang are each in one place.

This year, the Chongyang Palace was in a disaster, and the Quanzhen Sect was in danger of being subverted, and the whole faction thought that although the Quanzhen Sect claimed to be the authentic martial arts in the world, in fact, there were many good players from all sects and factions in the martial arts, and this name was in jeopardy, so everyone practiced penance diligently, and they were a little more concerned than in the past.

In the afternoon of this day, Zhao Zhijing, Cui Zhifang and others under the Yuyangzi sect gathered in the open field in the southeast corner to compare martial arts.

The fourth generation of disciples or play fists and feet, or make knives and guns, or send hidden weapons, &bsp&bsp or show internal strength, by Zhao Zhijing and others to comment, in order to determine A and B, Yang Cheng Yinglu Wushuang and others are the latest to enter, &bsp&bsp is in the last seat.

Yang Guo was standing at the end of the queue at this time, and on the side was the familiar little friend Lu Wushuang, I saw her looking at the two senior brothers with long swords facing each other in the field, and said to Yang Guo with envy in her eyes, "Yang Guo, the senior brothers are so good, but we are not as good as us, this time our ranking may not be good." ”

Hearing this, Yang Guo, who was holding his arms on his chest, sneered, looked at the two little Taoist priests in the field, and said disdainfully, "Hmph, Sister Lu, are you holding them too high?" In my opinion, they are just that, they started earlier than us, and their kung fu is so rough that there is really nothing to see. ”

Because he was excluded and targeted, Yang Guo really didn't have a good impression of the people in Chongyang Palace, and his words at this time were full of contempt for the Quanzhen Sect, which could be said to be not giving any affection.

Lu Wushuang naturally didn't feel anything, but Cheng Ying next to her frowned slightly, and knew that Yang Guo had just gone up the mountain and had a conflict with everyone, and knew that he was not in a good mood, but at this moment, many masters and seniors were watching from above, for fear that Yang Guo would cause trouble again, so he hurriedly whispered and comforted, "Brother Yang, the masters are watching from above, you better say a few words." ”

"Hmph." Yang Guo pursed his lips and said nothing, but with that arrogant appearance, anyone could see that he looked down on the two senior brothers who were competing in swordsmanship.

Also, Yang Guo has been sneaking to the back mountain every day to discuss swordsmanship with Lu Yao, and Lu Yao is the true inheritance of Dongzhang and Xiaolongnu, the knowledge of swordsmanship and the attainment of swordsmanship are naturally not comparable to the three or four generations of disciples of the Quanzhen Sect, and under Lu Yao's correction and teaching, Yang Guo's swordsmanship can be said to have improved by leaps and bounds.

Not to mention that the more he practiced, the more he practiced, the tomb swordsmanship was also memorized by him, although he had to be unable to think of it, but it was enough to deal with the Quanzhen swordsmanship.

Without the permission of Xiaolongnu, it was naturally impossible for Lu Yao to teach Yang Guo the ancient tomb swordsmanship privately, although she was young, she still knew that it was powerful, and she just helped Yang Guo correct his true swordsmanship every day, and the rest of the kung fu, Lu Yao rarely showed Yang Guo.

But very little does not mean that there is none, there were a few times when Lu Yao couldn't help but use the ancient tomb sword technique to break Yang Guo's all-true sword technique, which would naturally be seen by Yang Guo, his comprehension was already extremely high, even if there was no mental formula, but the sword moves were also seen by him a trace.

Under his own careful consideration, he also had some little experience in cracking the Quanzhen Swordsmanship, so now that he saw his senior brothers competing in the Quanzhen Swordsmanship, seeing that they were not as good as the red-clothed girl in the forest, Yang Guo naturally despised them from the bottom of his heart.

But he didn't look at who taught Lu Yao, and what level of swordsmanship she practiced, after coming out of the sword mound where Dugu sought defeat, Dongzhang's own strength had reached one of the small groups of people at the top of the pyramid on the rivers and lakes at this time, and Xiaolongnu's Jade Girl Suxin Sword was a proper ceiling-level swordsmanship in the Condor period, of course, not counting Dugu's 'inheritance'.

Don't look at Lu Yao's young age, but under the careful teaching of Dongzhang and Xiaolongnu, the characters who can compare with her after she leaves the school are at least the second-generation disciples of the Quanzhen Sect, Qiu Chuji and the like.

Not to mention Zhao Zhijing and the others, even if he is the strongest among the three generations of disciples of the Quanzhen Sect, as Lu Yao's opponent, he is really not qualified.

And Yang Guo talked to Lu Yao all day long about teaching martial arts, and his vision naturally improved a lot, and he naturally looked down on this kind of sparsely practiced and ordinary all-true swordsmanship.

And the disdainful expression on his face at this time was not concealed in the slightest, and he was naturally seen in his eyes by Lu Qingdu, who had been secretly observing him, and a pair of small eyes immediately flashed a touch of ruthlessness, and after seeing the two little Taoist priests in the field, he stepped out of the queue and said to Zhao Zhijing, who was standing in the first place

"Master, Yang Guo has been getting started for a long time, Master Qiu specially explained before parting that he wanted to supervise Yang Guo's kung fu, since this is a small competition, why don't you take this opportunity to let Senior Brother Yang go on the field to everyone to see how he is progressing these days? It can be regarded as an explanation to Master Qiu. ”

When Zhao Zhijing heard this, he first turned his head to look at Yang Guo, who was standing at the end of the queue, and when he saw his arrogant and disdainful expression, he couldn't help but feel angry in his heart, even if he glared at the unruly Yang Guo, he shouted, "It's okay!" Yang Guo! Dequeue! ”

Looking at Lu Qingdu, the fat Taoist who was standing on the opposite side and smiling ill-willedly, Yang Guo snorted coldly in his heart, I knew that you would be waiting for me here.

Glancing at Lu Qingdu with disdain, Yang Guo confidently walked out of the queue under the worried looks of Lu Wushuang and Cheng Ying, and said without looking at Zhao Zhijing, who was standing in the first place, "I'm coming out, who's coming?" ”

Seeing his arrogant appearance, Zhao Zhijing secretly suppressed his anger, pointed his finger at the little Taoist priest who had just won the competition, and said, "He is not a few years older than you, you go and compete with him, so that everyone can see if you have been lazy during this time!" ”

The last few words were even more gritted teeth, which showed that Zhao Zhijing really didn't want to see Yang Guo at all, and wanted to see how he would make a fool of himself, but he didn't know that Yang Guo had learned all the operation methods of the Quanzhen True Heart Method and the Quanzhen Sword Method under the secret teaching of Cheng Ying and Lu Wushuang.

Hearing this, Yang Guo did not refuse, and he went straight to the middle of the field and said to the little Taoist, "Senior brother, let's still compete with swords." ”

Seeing his confident appearance, Zhao Zhijing and Lu Qingdu couldn't help but be slightly stunned, and they both secretly thought, When did this kid become so simple? Is this a change of sex?

But without waiting for them to feel anything, at this time, the two people in the field clasped their fists and saluted, and then opened the posture with their swords, and the little Taoist nodded to Yang Guo and said, "Senior Brother Yang, I have offended." ”

After speaking, he took the sword and took out several swords to Yang Guo, looking at this little Taoist priest whose footsteps were unstable, Yang Guo smiled slightly, and secretly thought in his heart that he was really too far behind Lu Yao

Because it was just a competition within the sect, the little Taoist's sword moves were only stabbed to Yang Guo's shoulders and thighs, and they were not like Lu Yao's general moves, and Yang Guo was even more worthy of seeing this.

One step back to avoid the blade, and then quickly rushed forward and stretched his leg to stumble under the opponent's feet, the little Taoist instantly lost his center of gravity and fell backwards, and Yang Guo had already reached out quickly and grabbed the long sword in his hand, this is exactly the skill that Lu Yao taught Yang Guo to grab the white blade with his empty hand, and took a few steps forward, Yang Guo raised his sword and pointed at the little Taoist priest who fell to the ground and smiled slightly, "Senior brother, admit it"