Liu Qingyi came back from the thatched house, lay on the bed for a long time and couldn't sleep, perhaps affected by the sadness between Chen Suier and the man, and his heart was a little blocked.

By chance, he inadvertently bumped into Chen Sui'er twice, which can be regarded as witnessing how the pair of hard-working mandarin ducks were separated, and he felt a little pity for Chen Sui'er's indifferent woman in his heart.

As soon as the morning dawned, Liu Qingyi went out alone early and went to the martial arts arena of the county guard mansion in advance, intending to practice the wooden sword.

The little civet squatted on Liu Qingyi's head this time, eating the dried fish that he fed one by one, and all the dried fish crumbs spilled on his head and clothes.

Liu Qingyi sat on the steps of the martial arts arena, shook the crumbs on his body, his brows furrowed into several lines, and a sense of resentment surged in his heart.

He took out the dry food he brought and looked around while eating, only to see that on the steps on the other side, the man named Huo Gang in the east of the city was meditating quietly by himself, and the wooden sword in front of him was slashing and spinning from time to time, looking as if he had not slept all night of cultivation.

Because it came early, there was no one else in this battle except for Na Huo Gang and himself.

Liu Qingyi has been practicing flying swords for a long time, and he is not very familiar with controlling this spirit wood sword, so he has the intention of practicing swords, and he also has the intention to try this man who also condensed four icicles, so he put the little civet cat who was eating on the stone steps, got up and walked over.

Huo Gang felt someone approaching, his closed eyes gradually opened, and when he saw it, he found that he didn't know this person, and when he was surprised, Liu Qingyi said: "Brother, aren't you boring to practice swords alone?" Let's have a discussion. ”

Huo Gang glanced at Liu Qingyi and said, "Do I know you?" ”

Liu Qingyi smiled and said: "Don't worry, it's just a comparison, brother, I will point to the end, and I will never hurt you." ”

Huo Gang said: "You, hurt me? Ha, then I'll sit here, and if you can get me up, you'll win! ”

Liu Qingyi replied: "Okay." Raising the Lingmu Sword, he slashed at Huo Gang's sitting legs with a 'swish', thinking: "You kid is so big, you will be embarrassed." ”

Seeing that the wooden sword was slashing so quickly, Huo Gang bounced up out of thin air with his knees crossed, and after dodging the wooden sword slash, his body took off and retreated. A pair of hands flexed their fingers and flicked continuously, and the wooden sword that had already been sacrificed in front of him brought a gust of wind and slashed down towards Liu Qingyi's head.

Liu Qingyi smiled, and in a flash, he jumped behind Huo Gang, raised his right leg and kicked Huo Gang's ass.

Huo Gang was shocked when he saw Liu Qingyi's figure disappear, and hurriedly lifted the Sky Control Technique and rushed forward, but the Sky Control Technique he had practiced was only a day, so he was naturally unfamiliar, and he slowed down after rushing forward a few meters.

Liu Qingyi practiced the air control technique for many days, and he had already stuck behind Huo Gang like a shock, and kicked Huo Gang's ass violently, kicking him into the mud, lying on the ground and unable to get up for a while.

He waved his hand back and withdrew the wooden sword, walked up to Huo Gang, and chuckled: "Brother, you are not very skilled in this practice, practice more, and you will improve." After that, he patted his trousers, returned to the stone steps on the side of the martial arts arena, picked up the little civet and sat down.

Huo Gang turned over and got up for a long time, his face was already crimson, and sparks were sparkling in his eyes. He picked up the wooden sword that had fallen to the side, his eyes fixed on Liu Qingyi, who was already sitting down, and his teeth clucked.

When Liu Qingyi saw him like this, he was secretly amused in his heart, and he didn't take it seriously, so he closed his eyes and recuperated.

He had just tried the wooden sword, and he felt that in addition to the fact that the power was much worse, the others were no different from manipulating the cyan flying sword, if Huo Gang still wanted to come up, he would definitely teach him another big lesson.

Huo Gang stood in the middle of the field and hesitated for a long time, thinking that he knew that he couldn't find Liu Qingyi's trouble, so he shrank to another corner of the martial arts arena alone, and still sat down cross-legged to cultivate, but his breath was a little unstable.

After a while, there were gradually more people on the martial arts arena, and the immortal masters on the high platform also sat down one after another.

Feng Jingheng walked to the front of the stage with a warrior holding a wooden box, and said in a loud voice: "Everyone, in today's competition, we will be divided into groups one-on-one, and we will win the promotion in pairs until the first place is decided." As he spoke, he instructed the samurai to place the wooden box he was holding in the center of the stage.

Feng Jingheng continued: "Wait for the person who reads the name, you can come forward and take a number plate from the wooden box." In this competition, except for the Sky Command, the Spirit Wood Sword and the spirit runes issued before, no other weapons and attack methods are allowed, and the offender is judged to be the last out. Guys, do you hear me clearly? ”

When everyone in the audience agreed, Feng Jingheng nodded, and the accompanying warriors began to shout their names, and everyone in the audience went to the stage in turn to take a number plate.

After Liu Qingyi came to the stage, the number plate he got was the sixteenth, and he was very happy, but because this number was the same day as his birthday, he secretly said in his heart: "In this way, you can also draw the natal number plate, this is a blessing from God, and I will win the first place this time." ”

Seeing that everyone took their own number plates, Feng Jingheng said again: "The first round of the competition is a duel between two and two, and there will be a number plate bye among the thirty-one number plates. ”

A tall man walked out of the crowd, and said to Feng Jingheng with a happy face: "Feng Tao in the city of Xiadong is the 31st. ”

Feng Jingheng asked Feng Tao to wait on the side of the high platform, and began to explain the grouping rules to everyone, and the specific grouping method is also very simple, that is, the smallest number is against the largest number, and so on.

At this time, several samurai in front of the stage dispersed the surrounding people and cleared a field with a radius of tens of meters, which was reserved for the competition.

After Feng Jingheng finished speaking and left, a samurai came up to the stage and shouted, "No. 1, No. 30, come on." ”

Two people walked out of the crowd, and Liu Qingyi took a look at it and vaguely remembered that one of them was from the east of the city.

As soon as the two of them entered the field, they began to perform the air control technique they had just learned, and each of them crackled with a wooden sword.

Liu Qingyi couldn't help but laugh dumbly at first glance, the two people who were fighting each other thought that the time was too tight, and they didn't learn the flying sword chopping technique at all, so they had to fight around in their hands, which was the sky control technique made by the two, and in Liu Qingyi's opinion, it was just the posture of a three-legged cat.

It's just that the person in Donglin City seems to have a deeper comprehension of the sky control technique, and although the appearance of twisting his body is ugly, he also has a bit of the shadow of the sky control technique.

Liu Qingyi immediately judged in his heart that the man in the east of the city would win nine times out of ten.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for the man from the east of the city to stab another man's back with a wooden sword with the advantage of his more exquisite body, although it was a wooden sword, because it was infused with spiritual power, it also pierced the man's back to blood, and he was defeated after holding on for a long time.

The samurai on the stage immediately announced: "No. 2 and No. 29 are here. Two more people came out of the crowd and jumped into the middle of the field and began to fight.

Liu Qingyi saw that the two of them were also fighting with wooden swords, and they were also practicing the art of controlling the sky very unfamiliarly, and they were not interested in it for a while, and thought that their sixteenth was the end of this round of fighting, so he dozed off in the crowd.

When he was half-asleep and half-awake, he suddenly heard the samurai on the stage recite the sixteenth, and suddenly woke up, and when he walked on the stage, he still looked sleepy-eyed.

The fifteenth, who was waiting on the field, took advantage of this time to sacrifice the spirit rune and condensed two ice picks to hang in front of him.

As soon as Liu Qingyi stood still on the stage, the fifteenth pushed the ice pick in front of him and shot a salvo.

Liu Qingyi was not in a hurry, and used the Sky Technique, and before the ice pick was about to arrive, his body shook and avoided it.

The fifteenth man was shocked when he saw this, he didn't expect Liu Qingyi to be able to avoid it so easily, so he hurriedly held a wooden sword and looked at Liu Qingyi as a defensive figure.

Liu Qingyi didn't bother to delay time with him, his body shook for a while, and he disappeared in place. Almost instantaneously, he turned behind the fifteenth, and before he could react, kicked him in the ass.

I saw that the fifteenth's body rolled in the air and fell into the crowd outside the arena like a sandbag, and when he got up from the crowd with bared teeth, the samurai on the field had already announced that Liu Qingyi had won, and the first round was over.

Several samurai walked out and began to collect the number plates of the winners of the first round one by one, and Feng Jingheng walked to the front of the stage from the side of the high platform, announcing that the second round of grouping was randomized, and there were fifteen people who won the first round under the stage, plus Feng Tao, the second round of grouping was exactly eight groups.

After a while, several samurai scrambled all the sixteen number plates they received and put them in the wooden box on the stage, Feng Jingheng casually fished out two cards from the wooden box, glanced at them, opened his mouth to read two numbers, and then grabbed two more cards from the wooden box and read the other two numbers aloud. Until the number plate in the wooden box was all read, it was considered to be grouped, and at this moment, everyone under the high stage had different expressions, some were shocked, some were silent, and some were overjoyed.

Coincidentally, Liu Qingyi's No. 16 was assigned to a group with the No. 31 Feng Tao who was empty in the first round.

Feng Tao also looked at Liu Qingyi at this moment, perhaps because he watched the last Liu Qingyi fight, and his face was full of solemnity.

The corners of Liu Qingyi's mouth twitched, ignoring Feng Tao's reaction, and only stretched his neck to look at the winner of the first round, only to see that among the people who came with Lan Fengyuan, except for Tianxuan City's Wanyan who was eliminated by the opponent in the first round, the rest were still there.