Mo Cong stood in the middle of the circle and waited for a while, but no one came up to challenge.

The onlookers saw that Mo Cong was too strong, and no one was on the stage for a while. This has to be replaced by a competition in peacetime, and it doesn't matter if you win or lose. At this moment, victory or defeat is related to whether or not he can be selected as an officer, so everyone is more cautious for a while, and they don't want to go up and touch this mold.

The scene was very cold for a while, and Lei Leopard came over to see that something was wrong, so he asked for the surname to stand aside and watch. He also understood everyone's mood at this moment, and he didn't say anything to encourage or urge, he wanted to see if anyone in his leopard camp had the courage to stand up and challenge Mo Cong.

After waiting for a while, a person with a lofty instrument separated from the crowd and walked towards Mo Cong, saying as he walked, "Brother Mo Cong, I'll teach you your sword technique." ”

When everyone saw that someone had finally come on the field to challenge, they all cast their attention to it.

"Wow, it's from the old Tan family. ”

"Tan Gongzi went up to challenge a recruit? This is too incredible, isn't it?"

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The crowd of onlookers suddenly resounded with a buzzing chatter.

Everyone knows the people who went up to challenge Mo Cong. This person's name is Tan Xingyu, and he is the descendant of the Twelve Roads Tan Leg. His great-grandfather created a new set of knife techniques on the basis of Tan Leg in the early years, which was passed down to Tan Xingyu from generation to generation. As a descendant of the old Tan family, this Tan Xingyu has shown amazing talent and intelligence since he was a child, and after practicing family martial arts for more than ten years, his skills are very good, much more powerful than Chu Ying. Everyone praised him for being a young man who had inherited his father's legacy and had become a top master of the Central Army of the new generation.

"Brother Mo Cong, this is Tan Xingyu Tan Gongzi, and he is the master of our leopard camp. You've got to be careful. When Long Wu saw that it was Tan Xingyu on the field, he shouted from afar to remind Mo Cong to pay attention.

"Oh, it turns out that this is the legendary Tan Xingyu. Mo Cong looked at this very young but extraordinary opponent, and thought silently in his heart. Mo Cong had also heard of Tan Xingyu and knew that he was the orphan of Tan Bing, one of the eighteen masters of the Central Army. But because everyone's circle is different, the two have never met.

The two exchanged a brief greeting, and then each drew his sword out of its sheath and fought in one place. The sound of clanging blades was heard endlessly.

Tan Xingyu's knife technique is simple and unpretentious, and the knife path is all straight lines. As soon as the saber came out, there were no fancy movements, just horizontal slashing and slashing forward and backward blocks. It seems that this set of knife techniques is completely realized in the battlefield fighting.

And every time he makes a knife, there must be corresponding footwork, and the knife light is always mixed with a flashing leg shadow, or spinning and kicking, or flying up, which is unguardable.

Looking at Mo Cong again, everyone is even more messy in the wind.

If Mo Cong's knife technique has to be described by one characteristic, it is fast and chaotic. It's unbelievably fast, and it's chaotic.

Everyone could only see the silver light that his saber had turned into, but they couldn't tell the original face of the standard saber at all. The silver light was very small at first, just a narrow touch, and then it became wider and wider and more unrestrained, horizontal as white and vertical as a waterfall, and the arc flashed like a round ball. This silver light looks dazzling, but the trajectory is chaotic and disorganized, and it is dazzling to watch.

Tan Xingyu was in the middle of the game, at first he only attacked but not defended, and then half attacked and half defended. In the end, seeing that the tip of Mo Cong's knife was shaking, five cold rays flew in, not only swinging his blade away, but also faintly pointing at his eyes, throat, chest and abdomen, so he had to avoid its edge and only defend and not attack.

The two of them fought faster and faster, and the sound of the two knives striking each other was densely connected. The crowd was dumbfounded and completely forgot to applaud.

Suddenly, there was a loud sound, and Tan Xingyu's saber fell to the ground, but the person had already spun around, and a volley of Tan's legs spun in the air and kicked towards Mo Cong.

A silver light streaked across the sky, as fast as lightning. Mo Cong's body turned with the light, and he easily avoided Tan Xingyu's spinning flying legs, and at the same time, the saber also turned from silver light to substance, and it was placed diagonally on Tan Xingyu's neck.

The winner is divided.

"Good!"

Only then did everyone come back to their senses, and they applauded like thunder.

Tan Xingyu turned his head and glanced at the saber around his neck, and his face was angry.

"You win, I lose. He turned his eyes to look at Mo Cong and said stupidly.

"You're not bad either. Mo Cong saw that this Tan Xingyu seemed to be very unhappy with him, so he deliberately nodded in a daze, and was not polite to him.

In all fairness, this Tan Xingyu's kung fu is indeed unique, and he can be regarded as the most powerful opponent Mo Cong has fought since he came down the mountain, and he is not a little more powerful than Long Wu, Chu Ying and others. It's a pity that this Tan Xingyu has an arrogant posture that can only win and can't lose, and after losing, he stared at Mo Cong with a pout, and wrote all the unhappiness in his heart on his face. This kind of immature surname, Mo Cong really looks down on it.

"Xingyu, it's just a discussion between comrades-in-arms, and you can't take it seriously. Lei Bao saw that there was a little stiffness between the two, so he stood up and separated the two, pulled Tan Xingyu aside and said with relief: "Your performance is obvious to everyone, and half of these applause are also for you." You see, none of them dared to come up and challenge, but you came up and played so well. It is really a tiger father without a dog, with courage and knowledge. Your father's spirit in heaven will surely be very happy to see you perform so well. ”

"However, I still lost after all, where can I be worthy of my father's spirit in the sky?" Tan Xingyu glanced at Mo Cong, and the look of displeasure on his face was even worse.

"Hehe, victory and defeat are a common thing in soldiers, didn't your father tell you? Hey, brother, relax! Anyway, there is still a chance in the future, you are so good at it, are you afraid that you will not be able to stand out?"

Tan Xingyu is only seventeen years old this year, although he was born in a military family and has received all kinds of influence for a long time, but after all, he is too young and his surname is not very mature. Lei Bao comforted Tan Xingyu so patiently at this moment, firstly, because he respected the loyalty and courage of the Tan family for generations, and secondly, because Tan Xingyu's father had a very good relationship with Lei Leopard during his lifetime. For these two reasons, Lei Bao didn't want Tan Xingyu to play a temper in front of everyone, and insulted the Tan family's name for no reason.

"yes, I see. Tan Xingyu's face softened slightly under Lei Bao's persuasion and relief.

"Brother Lei, can I go down?" Mo Cong pretended to be stupid and stood in place for a while, and when he saw that Lei Leopard's side had almost persuaded him, he asked a little impatiently.

"Well, you go down and rest first. Lei Leopard turned his head and smiled at Mo Cong, signaling Mo Cong not to stand in the circle, and hurry up and rest.

Seeing Mo Cong's performance so amazing today, defeating two masters in a row, and it was a master of Tan Xingyu's level, Lei Leopard was happy in his heart. It's just that in front of Tan Xingyu, this kind of joy is not easy to show.

Mo Cong stood in the circle and waved in return, saluting the people who applauded him, and then Shi Shiran left the center of the circle and sat on the ground waiting to watch the others fight.

On Tan Xingyu's side, Lei Bao persuaded him for a while, and Tan Xingyu's competitive and injured mood gradually calmed down. Lei Bao took him to another circle and started another competition with another opponent.

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