On that big flag, there is a Xiao character embroidered uprightly, revealing the identity of the person who came.

Xiao Bufan was dressed in a purple robe, his face was majestic, and he strode over with his hands on his shoulders.

Dao Yuan and Lei Luo and Xiao Sanzi, as well as dozens of sergeants lined up in a long line, and the brightly armored sergeants followed them neatly.

Seeing this, everyone got up one after another and bowed to Xiao Bufan.

Xiao Bufan waved his hand to everyone and motioned for Dao Yuan and a few people to sit down due north, but he turned his body and landed lightly on the high platform.

The bright tiger eyes swept around, and he said loudly: "Everyone, today is the grand event of my Yunxiao City Martial Academy, Xiao Mou, as the city lord, first of all, I wish all the young people who participated in the competition to beat the crowd and achieve a good result!"

These words resounded in all directions, resounding throughout the audience, and those young disciples couldn't help but applaud loudly, applauding and cheering.

Xiao Bufan smiled faintly, pressed his hands, stopped the commotion of everyone, and continued: "It seems that everyone has already been eager to try, and we can't wait! Okay, I'll make a long story short! This competition, let's still follow the old rules of the past, eligible disciples, no matter which martial arts academy they belong to, can go on stage to challenge, after the first battle, regardless of victory or defeat, they can get off the stage to rest for three games, the winner is promoted, the loser is eliminated, until all the disciples are all finished, then it will be carried out again according to the previous time, until the last ten people are left to win." ”

"Although, this may lead to the fact that even a single disciple of the Martial Arts Academy will not be able to advance, but this is to give those who have the strength a fair chance, so that they can live up to their years of hard work, and because of the efforts of others, they have today's harvest! As for those who did not win, although it is a pity, it is not a good thing to be able to understand their own shortcomings, turn failure into motivation for cultivation, and strive to win in the next competition. ”

"The ten people who won this time, whether they were themselves or accompanied by the division commander, must rush to the first city on time within half a year, otherwise, they will be treated as abstentions. Everyone knows that the assessment of the first city is much stricter than ours here, so during this period of time, you must not slack off, you must cultivate more diligently, and when the time comes, not only for yourself, but also for our Cloud City, so that everyone here will be proud of you!"

"Finally, I want to reiterate that if you make a move, you will inevitably be injured and bleed, but if you still hurt people when you know that the other party is unable to resist, then the city lord will directly cancel his qualification, I hope everyone will keep it in mind and don't lose the great opportunity to go to the first city!"

"Okay, it's not too early, I announce, the competition has officially begun!"

After saying this, Xiao Bufan jumped off the high platform and walked straight to his seat.

Before he sat down, he saw Lei Luo's fists clenched, his eyes fierce, staring in one direction. Xiao Bufan followed his gaze and saw that the two Lu Chengding brothers were bowing their heads and saying something, a sneer flashed on their faces from time to time, and he couldn't help but wonder: What kind of hatred does this kid have with them?

Dao Yuan's expression was calm and calm, but Xiao Bufan's eyes were so sharp, and he still saw a trace of hidden anger from the depths of his eyes.

At this time, a young disciple from the hospital came out of the crowd, came to the high platform, and said to everyone: "Everyone, after leaving the hospital, I learned from the disciples, I just broke through the initial realm of Heyuan not long ago, and this time I came to the stage, not because I was immeasurable, and I wanted to fight for the ten places, but I wanted to throw bricks and lead the jade, and be an opening person, and I just asked you senior brothers to give me some advice, and gain some experience and knowledge, I don't know, that senior brother is willing to accompany him to practice a few tricks?"

This disciple was dressed in a green shirt, his appearance was delicate, about eighteen or nineteen years old, and his slightly immature face was slightly shy, but his words were generous and decent, and he spoke loudly.

Luo Zhang, the master of his academy, saw that the disciples of his martial arts academy spoke properly and had their own demeanor, nodded and smiled with satisfaction, and his old heart was very relieved.

As soon as he finished saying this, he saw a person flash out of the disciples of the Yunxiao Martial Academy, and said loudly to the stage, "I'll try it!"

This person is also less than twenty years old, but he looks very majestic, he came to the front of the stage, stomped on the ground with one foot, his body flew up suddenly, bang, and landed on the stage steadily, the action was very neat and crisp, which showed his solid foundation, and a sound of admiration suddenly sounded below.

The two saluted each other, reported their names, and officially began the competition.

I have to say that the Yunxiao Martial Academy, as the first martial academy in the city, is indeed not in vain, and it can indeed be said to have achieved the ultimate in teaching the basic skills of its disciples.

Although that disciple is also the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty, but one move and one style is calm and atmospheric, not impatient or impatient, the combat power is much stronger than the disciple who left the hospital, every time he makes a sword move, he forces the other party to dodge left and right, and does not dare to take it hard, so that he is even more high-spirited, roaring again and again in his mouth, and the sword in his hand is like a downpour, covering one wave after another.

The disciple who left the courtyard had just broken through, and the realm was not yet stable, so he naturally couldn't fight the other party hard, so in desperation, he had to rely on his flexible body and try his best to avoid the opponent's fierce sword momentum, and find a gap to counterattack.

But the opponent seems to know his intentions, not only has the attack increased a few points, but his own flaws have not been revealed, and sometimes he would rather have his sword moves unfinished and his power not be revealed, rather than give him a chance to take advantage of. In this way, he can only be beaten passively, but he has no chance to fight back.

As soon as the battle began, Dao Yuan patted Lei Luo and signaled him to concentrate on watching the battle, because they had no power to take revenge at this time, and even if they did, it was not the time, so they still concentrated on watching the battle, so that they could gain more experience and improve their combat power.

Lei Luo understood what he meant, retracted his gaze hatefully, looked at the battle platform, and soon, he was attracted by the fight above, and he didn't care about it anymore.

After thirty moves, the disciple who left the courtyard finally felt that his strength was weakening, and the operation of the true yuan was no longer smooth, and he felt more and more heavy and unsustainable when he made moves.

With a clear snap, the two swords intersected, the long sword in his hand was instantly broken in two, and the clothes on his chest were also cut by the blade, but fortunately, the other party withdrew part of the power in time, so there was no danger, and no blood was seen.

After a few long breaths, he threw away the broken sword, bowed and said: "Senior brother is strong, I am convinced of losing, thank you for your mercy!"

The disciple of the Yunxiao Martial Academy smiled indifferently and said politely: "Senior brother, you are serious, although we are not studying in the same martial arts academy, but we are all in the same line, how can we hurt people at will! ”

The disciple who left the courtyard stopped talking, hugged his fist, turned over and jumped off the battle platform, and strode back to his team, without the slightest decline. He originally wanted to go on stage to learn and gain experience, but now that his goal has been achieved, he is naturally satisfied.

Seeing this, Luo Zhang nodded and smiled at him as a sign of encouragement.

As a martial artist, it is gratifying to win the competition, but it is also important to be able to afford to lose, this is particularly important, as the master of the academy, Luo Zhang naturally knows that if he can't even afford this failure, then his future achievements will not be too high, and people with narrow minds and arrogant temperament will not be able to reach the peak of martial arts.

Lei Luo looked at the stage, thought about it silently, and felt that if he went up, he should be able to defeat the other party within fifteen moves, he happily leaned into Daoyuan's ear, and whispered: "Boss, if you go up, how long will it take to win him." ”

"One move. ”

"One move!?"

Lei Luo was suddenly a little deflated, and said in his heart that the gap between me and the boss is really not ordinarily big, and it seems that I have to continue to work harder.

Xiao Bufan and Hai Wuya looked at each other and smiled, obviously, although the sound of their conversation was small, it still did not escape the ears of the two.

After the disciples of the Yunxiao Martial Academy stepped down to rest, another disciple came out of the courtyard, this person was slightly older than the one who was suitable, and his strength was stronger, he saw that his junior brother lost the competition, although he was not angry, but he was always a little angry in his heart, and after obtaining Luo Zhang's consent, he came to the stage, wanting to win a game, so as to save some face.

After he came to the stage, a disciple of the Qingfeng Martial Academy couldn't wait to follow him and jumped onto the battle platform, although this person was a little thin, but he was full of momentum and fighting spirit, and it seemed that he was determined to win, and he was the opponent of the disciple who left the academy.

The two also reported their own homes and owed courtesies, in this regard, everyone seemed to be the same, and no one refused to lose their manners, which made people laugh.

Opponents of equal strength all understand the importance of taking the lead, so both of them launched an attack at the first time.

A loud sound sounded, and the battle platform shook slightly.

The two of them shot with all their strength, and they shook a move without any pretense, and then each withdrew more than ten steps, and secretly praised in their hearts at the same time, looking at each other's eyes more and more solemn.

The next moment, the figures of the two flashed again, and the two clear sword lights quickly collided together from far and near, and a dense but clear sound spread throughout the field, and all the disciples who were watching the battle were shocked in their hearts, watching the battle on the stage intently.

Everyone understands that the move of Shicai, the two of them are compared to the strength of the true yuan, and now this move is compared to the level of swordsmanship, although it is different, but it is also the same, whether it is the true yuan or the swordsmanship, they are part of the strength, no matter which aspect defeats the other party, they may achieve the final victory in this battle.

Those disciples may not be able to see it, but Xiao Bufan and other masters know that these two people, whether it is the strength of the true yuan or the level of swordsmanship, are among the best, and if they want to distinguish the winner from the loser, at least they must be about 100 moves.

Since it is a chess opponent and comparable, what determines the outcome has become their respective fighting spirit, or their hearts.

Fighting spirit, stable heart, natural fighting spirit, cautious shots, there will be no undue mistakes, giving the other party an opportunity.

In this battle, although the strength of the two is not very high, the excitement is not inferior, and the thunder is addicted and excited to watch.

Time passed slowly, and the two of them gradually became angry, but their moves became faster and faster.

Offstage, the courtyard masters of both sides slowly frowned.

After all, it is a young man's heart, more than sharp, not enough calm, such a long time to fight, it is inevitable to be anxious in the heart, and the intention is to fight quickly.

When the battle reached a hundred moves, the true yuan of the two sides was actually very little, and the two of them shouted at the same time, gathered their swords and gathered momentum, with a resolute look in their eyes, intending to make a last fight.

"Stop!"