修行武道，资质、努力决定了身手的强弱，而年龄也是重要的一环。

There are many third-rate masters over the age of thirty in the Nangong family, second-rate masters under the age of thirty are seven or eight out of ten, and first-rate masters at the age of thirty are very few.

And the Nangong clan selects the elite and Ying in the clan once every three years, and strictly controls the age.

The Nangong clan has ancestral training, and the age of the participants must not exceed twenty.

Of today's fifty-six people, Nangong Qingsu is nineteen years old, which is the largest group.

And if someone counts, it will be clear that the elites selected by the Nangong clan every three years are all third-rate masters and second-rate masters under the age of twenty...... There is also Nangong Qingsu, such a nineteen-year-old young genius who has stepped into the first-class master level in the next one or two years.

And because this is a two-phase six-year competition, there are the most fifty-six second-rate masters.

"My kung fu is average. It's the opponent who is too weak! Yexue smiled.

"Don't be modest." Nangong Qingsu raised his sword and sneered, "You can get so many gold medals, presumably the foreign kung fu has already been practiced to perfection." ”

"Second brother, if you practice the kung fu of the outer family to the extreme, you can indeed sweep the second-rate masters of the inner family, but," Nangong Qingyue smiled evilly, "The outer family is the lower class after all, and it is not as good as the master of the inner family." ”

Nangong Qingsu also looked high, "The fourth sister is only thirteen years old, and she swept the young generation of Jingying in the clan, which can be described as a genius." It's just that you can only go this far. ”

"It's a pity, it's a pity When Nangong Qingsu spoke, he had already raised his sword and slashed at the night snow.

"Nangong Yexue, today I will let you see how powerful my second brother is." Saying that, Nangong Qingyue raised her sword and slashed at Luomei.

Nangong Qingyue led Luomei away, and then asked Nangong Qingsu to deal with me. There was a smile in Ye Xuefeng's eyes, she her hands and didn't move.

Luo Mei lifted the sword up, and the golden long sword that Yexue gave her in her right hand, which had absorbed the aura of heaven and earth for five years in the space, directly greeted the fierce Nangong Qingsu, and the golden ruby-inlaid scabbard in her left hand also steadily blocked Nangong Qingyue.

"Get out of the way!" Nangong Qingsu didn't expect that a small maid would dare to block his way.

Between the collision of the two swords, the free hand slashed towards Luomei.

Luo Mei bent down neatly to dodge, swept her left foot, and forced Nangong Qingsu, who rushed out of the night snow, to retreat.

"Qingyue!" Nangong Qingsu called Nangong Qingyue, and Nangong Qingyue immediately understood, and stepped forward to fight with Luomei.

And Nangong Qingsu flew directly to Fang Xue with light power, and the long sword in his hand went straight to Ye Xue's chest.

"Look for death!" As soon as Ye Xue's left hand came out, the middle and index finger with the golden glove clamped the tip of Nangong Qingsu's sword.

Nangong Qingsu's long sword can't enter or retreat.

Ye Xue sneered contemptuously, and with a wave of his right palm, a row of embroidery needles hit Nangong Qingsu's face door.

Nangong Qingsu had no choice but to abandon his sword and dodge the attack range of the embroidery needle.

Ye Xue threw Nangong Qingsu's sword, one arrow step, and there were already two more daggers in his hand.

The dagger is sharp, and Yexue's movements are very fast, and while she is dodging Nangong Qingsu, she calculates the landing point of Nangong Qingsu.

Nangong Qingsu didn't stand firmly, and Ye Xue's dagger had already cut through his collar.

Ye Xue snorted coldly at Nangong Qingsu's frightened eyes.

Even if she doesn't use internal strength, she can easily kill Nangong Qingsu.