When the rooster crowed, Li Changan had already arrived at Ye Xunxuan's door, I don't know if Ye Xunxuan noticed it or made a noise by himself, and there was a voice from inside, "Come in." ”

As soon as I entered, it was still so refreshing, which made him a little sleepy.

Ye Xunxuan sat cross-legged, his eyes slightly closed, and he simply asked how he was recuperating in the past few days, and after he answered truthfully, Ye Xunxuan said, "Oh? He opened his eyes, looking a little surprised.

"Today is the time for the competition, are you ready?"

"Ready." Li Changan was ready to try.

He has already been ready, this time, he must fight for the master, but also for himself!

"In that case, let's follow the teacher."

Seeing Li Chang'an's fighting spirit, Ye Xunxuan smiled with relief, and then walked out of the house, he took Li Changan to the back mountain along the way, and met a lot of disciples on the way, they all showed respectful expressions when they saw Ye Xunxuan, and greeted them one by one, and when they saw Li Changan following behind them, they all showed disdainful expressions, and some of them were gloating.

His identity as a closed disciple is justified but his words are not good, and everyone just feels that they are stained with the light of that Sword Saint Father.

The more he walked into the back mountain, the more he muttered in his heart, after living in the Valley of Hundred Flowers for so many years, he didn't even know where there were a few grasses and a few leaves on which tree, but there was nothing on the back mountain except a waterfall.

The closer they got to the waterfall, the more people there were, but when they saw Li Changan, they all had a gloating expression on their faces, and at the front, Li Changan saw a familiar figure, and at the same time he also noticed Li Changan, Gao Xu glanced at him, sneered and then turned his head.

At the lower reaches of the waterfall was a middle-aged man, a head taller than Li Changan, naked, revealing a dark but tendon-covered body, looking full of strength, when he saw Li Changan, he looked up and down, and laughed playfully.

He had heard of this person for a long time, his name was Panshan, and he was a martial artist.

A martial artist is a person who focuses on his body and cultivates. Academically, there are hundreds of schools of thought contending, and the same is true for cultivation. Cultivators are divided into two categories, these two categories are soldiers and martial arts, and soldiers focus on weapons, such as swords, guns, swords, etc.

These two categories are subdivided into many subcategories, but the cultivation methods of each are similar, except that military cultivation integrates some martial arts techniques, which is said to complement each other's strengths. As the saying goes, all roads lead to Rome, and no matter what kind of cultivator relies on his own efforts, he can eventually climb the peak.

A hundred flowers bloom, competing for beauty.

It's just that martial arts cultivation is a little different, because they pay attention to physical cultivation, so the vast majority of martial arts cultivators are burly, and even more rugged in appearance, just like the winding mountains in the distance, which look like hairless orangutans.

Panshan had already opened nine martial veins as early as last year, and now he had already reached the realm of rudder stones, so when he saw that the person who was competing with him was Panshan, the corners of Li Changan's mouth couldn't help but twitch a few times.

At noon, the sun is overhead, and the roasters are a little restless.

At this time, several elders in the inner courtyard were late, Ye Xunxuan looked around, and then tapped his toes to the ground and swept into the air.

"Today, Panshan in the inner courtyard challenges my disciple Li Chang'an, the way is to meditate under the waterfall, one stick of incense is limited, if Li Changan does not admit defeat within one stick of incense, it is a victory, and on the contrary, it is a failure."

Although this contest sounds easy, anyone who has tried it knows the difficulty, and although the current of the waterfall is not very large, it is by no means small. Not to mention people, even if a cow is placed underneath, it can't last for a few seconds, let alone the time of a pillar of incense. That Panshan cultivates martial arts, and there is no big problem in thinking about it, but Li Changan is different, he is a real ordinary person, he is afraid that he will not stay under the waterfall for a few seconds, let alone with the mountain, this is only afraid that he will be sent to death.

Hearing how the two competed, everyone at the bottom exploded, although Li Changan's status as a closed disciple this time was unconvincing, but isn't this kind of competition a clear bully?

Although everyone present came to see the excitement, after knowing the content, they all cast disdainful glances at Panshan, which also made Panshan blush instantly, but at the same time, he was even more angry, his two eyes were like bull's eyes, and he stared at Li Changan, because he counted these ridicules from others on Li Changan's head.

"Go ahead."

Ye Xunxuan sent Li Changan to the edge of the waterfall, and then drew out his two fingers like a sword, and actually cut off the turbulent waterfall by force, and then formed a barrier, signaling the two to go in and sit down.

Li Changan faced Ye Xunxuan, nodded heavily, and then sat down in the designated place, sat down, he was not a cultivator, there was no way to resist the damage from the waterfall, he could only resist with his own body.

On the other hand, Panshan, since sitting at the bottom of the waterfall, began to be lucky, and after a while, the whole body showed a strange appearance, and then the whole body turned purple-red, and from a distance, it looked like a purple potato that had become a fine.