In fact, not only the people of those two factions, but even the outer disciples of the Yuqing Sect felt that Ye Zansheng was somewhat cunning from the bottom of their hearts. For those who don't have a good eye, it is difficult to see how mysterious Ye Zan's shot is, but he only thinks that his playing style is novel, and the opponent is not prepared to be close to him, which leads to the defeat.

Moreover, what most people are accustomed to, or accustomed to seeing, is how gorgeous and exquisite the moves are used by both sides, fighting dozens or hundreds of rounds on the fighting platform. Straight to see people dazzling and hearty, and then a certain party has a superior skill to divide the winner, that is a real competition, can let people see who is high and who is low.

Just like before, the disciples of the Golden Light Sect and the disciples of the Wuzhu Sect defeated the disciples of the Yuqing Sect in three battles, and that was the real competition in the eyes of most people. And Ye Zan and the disciples of the Golden Light Sect in this battle, they were able to distinguish the winner and loser in one face, and the other party was defeated before he could really display the martial arts of the Golden Light Sect, and he was defeated before he could show his full strength. In this way, not only are onlookers not enjoyable, but there is even a feeling that Ye Zansheng is not martial.

If Ye Zan knew, those disciples below would think so, I am afraid that he would have to directly ask Wu Changsheng to clean up the portal. If it's really a time of life and death, who will wait for you to show all your strength before you do it, it's not that you can go on when you see an opportunity, and catch a leak when you see it. It's like in the tech world of Star Wars, who will wait for the formation to be fully deployed, and wait for you to fully charge the shield weapons before officially starting a war with you.

Although, compared to those disciples, Wang Lianshan, the Jindan Grandmaster, knows where the gap is. It's a pity that the disciple opened his mouth to ask for battle, Wang Lianshan didn't know how to push this thing away, and he couldn't open this mouth this time, otherwise he would really have a dislike with Luo Miao.

"Don't let him get close......" When he stepped down, Wang Lianshan passed the word to his disciples. In his opinion, if his disciple can make a few more moves with the other party, even if he loses in the end, he will have the bottom of the Golden Light Sect, and he will not be too embarrassed.

On the fighting platform, there were two people left again.

"Please advise the seniors!" The disciples of the Wuzhu faction saluted Ye Zan, but the master and uncle couldn't call out, and they were only commensurate with their seniors. Then, he shook the long sword in his hand, carefully made a so-called starting gesture, and stared at Ye Zan with his eyes tightly, not at all as arrogant as the previous disciples of the Golden Light Sect.

Ye Zan, on the other hand, was still the same as before, and did not change anything because of the changes in the other party, he raised his hand with a smile and hooked his fingers at the other party, and said, "Come on." ”

The disciple of the Wuzhu Sect made a move, and as soon as it came up, it was a big move, and a long sword was divided into thousands of sword lights, which were dazzling and seemed to contain infinite killing opportunities. This move can undoubtedly effectively prevent the opponent from getting close, although the thousands of sword lights are real and false, but it is not easy to distinguish clearly. If you rush into it, you will likely end up being stabbed into a honeycomb.

In response to such moves, most people usually adopt a defensive position, waiting for the opponent's offensive to show weakness before counterattacking. After all, such a move is quite consuming of true qi, and no one can maintain such an offensive all the time. Of course, if you can't prevent it, it can only mean that your strength is too bad.

Seeing the disciple of the Wuzhu Sect performing such a move, the disciple of the Jinguang Sect showed a look of remorse in the audience, thinking: If he had attached so much importance to his opponent just now, he would not have been so embarrassed, and maybe he would have a chance to defeat the other party.

However, the outer disciples of the Yuqing Sect suddenly raised their hearts, thinking about how to deal with it themselves, and on the other hand, they also had some worries about Ye Zan. After all, for them, not to mention whether it was Uncle Shi or Ancestor, at least Ye Zan was undoubtedly a member of the Yuqing Sect, and he had taken a bad breath for them before.

However, to everyone's surprise, in the face of such an offensive by his opponent, Ye Zan did not hesitate at all, and stepped forward directly as before, plunging headlong into the terrifying sword net.

In Ye Zan's eyes, the thousands of sword lights were like a lame trick. Through the analysis and filtering of the fluctuations of true qi, the void of the sword light can be said to be clear in his eyes, and he naturally has no concerns about it.

Just as everyone was suppressed, a clear sound of "ding" could be heard from the stage, and the long sword in the hands of the disciples of the Wuzhu Sect was flicked open by Ye Zan's finger, and the front door was suddenly opened. Looking at Ye Zan again, he was still the same as before, close to his body, with his hands like butterflies wearing flowers, and he "crackled" on all parts of the other party's body.

In the blink of an eye, all the sword light dissipated, and Ye Zan also turned to the side. The disciple of the Wuzhu Sect behind him suddenly let out a miserable scream, and the whole person collapsed to the ground with a strange appearance.

Seeing this situation, no one knew that the disciples of the Wuzhu Sect had obviously ended up like disciples of the Golden Light Sect.

Wang Lianshan didn't say much, jumped onto the stage with a "whoosh", lifted his disciples with an ugly face, and reassembled the joints that had been removed one by one. In comparison, the disciple of the Wuzhu Sect was lucky, because Wang Lianshan treated him in time, he suffered a little less than the disciple of the Jinguang Sect.

"Both of you, now that you have got what you want, if there is nothing else, don't bother my Yuqing Sect's Dabi. Taking advantage of the situation and getting angry, Ye Zan also saved a little face for Yuqingzong, and then unceremoniously ordered the two of them to be evicted.

Wang Lianshan and Luo Miao, this time there is nothing to say, they want to teach Ye Zan a lesson, but everyone on the side of Yuqingzong is staring at each other, even if they want to play some tricks, they can't hide it from this infant ancestor.

Originally, they came to slap their faces, but they were slapped in the face, and Wang Luo and the others had no face to continue to lie here, so they had to say a few words and leave.

The people of the two factions left, and the outer gate of the Yuqing Sect continued. Although the outer disciples of the Yuqing Sect were quite curious about Ye Zan's identity, the outer sect was a matter of personal future, and after being curious for a while, they re-engaged in the competition. And Ye Zan, accompanied by Mo Ruyi and others, began to wander between the fighting platforms and watch the so-called "wonderful" competitions on the stage.

But not long after watching it, Ye Zan was not interested. In his eyes, this competition is simply a performance, just like adults watching kindergarten children fight, but they don't have that kind of childlike fun.

"Senior brother, what do you think of these disciples?" Seeing that Ye Zan didn't seem to be in high spirits, Mo Ru asked beside him.

Ye Zan glanced at Elder Mo, casually pointed to the competition platform in front of him, and said angrily: "I don't know how people are, but their skills are really bad enough, those two people have turned around on the stage a few times, what they know is fighting, and what they don't know is thinking that they are grinding." And the two on the next stage, you are worse than you, you have fought hundreds of rounds, is it a physical strength?"

Mo Ru showed a helpless wry smile and said: "Senior brother, you know, the outer disciples can't go down the mountain to practice, and they just rely on each other to accumulate some experience on weekdays, and it's actually good to have such a performance." ”