The midsummer sunshine is always extraordinarily diligent, just early in the morning has been spread all over the earth, gently wiping away the dew on the leaves and petals in the forest, driving away the coolness of the mountains, and enthusiastically embracing the entire Burial Sword Peak.

The sunlight casts colorful light and shadow among the leaves, the gentle mountain breeze brings the fragrance of pollen mixed with dew, and the evaporated water vapor of the trees and vegetation gathers and diffuses on the mountainside, making it look like a fairyland from a distance.

But at this time, the people in the Burial Sword Pavilion had no time to appreciate it.

The martial arts arena in front of the main hall was crowded with people at this time, and it was very lively.

The huge square was already full of people, all of whom were disciples who had come to participate in this year's Huiwu.

But they are not the protagonists of today, and only the top 20 disciples in each hall are eligible to participate in the annual martial arts.

There are 10 people in the mortal realm and the condensation realm, and the rest of the people come here just to observe and cheer, but in order to occupy a good position and see more clearly, everyone still came very early.

In the middle of the martial arts arena set up a huge ring with a height of one zhang and a side length of nearly thirty zhang, the ring was divided into four areas around the ring, and the four halls in the Burial Sword Pavilion each occupied an area, and the Huiwu disciples of each hall stood in their own areas, and an elder in the hall personally led them.

Although it was still early for Huiwu to start, the disciples of Huiwu had already come here impatiently, and they were waiting for the start one by one.

And there is an area in the four halls that is empty, which seems a little abrupt in this martial arts arena, but everyone present is not surprised, it is the area of the Royal Soul Palace, there is only one disciple in the Royal Soul Palace, and it has not participated in the martial arts for three consecutive years, everyone has long been surprised.

There is a row of seats at the gate of the main hall facing the position of the martial arts arena, which is prepared for the middle and high-level of the pavilion, and there are already a few people sitting here at this time, but there are still a few vacant seats, and I think there are still some principals who have not arrived.

Mu Qingyun walked leisurely, stood in front of the hall and said a few words to the few people present, and then sat down in a position near the middle, and no one would doubt sitting here with his strength.

Mu Qingyun seemed to be in a very good mood today, and it was rare to chat with a few people present for a while, and after chuckling a few times, he stroked his beard and looked at the martial arts arena......

"Huh?", suddenly his face was covered with black lines...... scolded in his heart, "Why hasn't this stinky boy come yet, shouldn't he have overslept."

Mu Qingyun anxiously searched the crowd for a while, and then walked towards a girl in a purple dress......

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And Lin Fan, our Lin Fan at this time, is engaged in a great battle.

Lin Fan stood on the top of a mountain peak, and at this moment he was staring at the bottom of the peak, and the clouds and mist under the peak were not real, but there was a faint trace of energy fluctuations.

Suddenly, the cloud and mist rolled, and then a golden dragon that was more than a hundred feet long flew out of the cloud and mist, and attacked Lin Fan with teeth and claws.

"It's good to come!"

Lin Fan let out a loud shout, stretched out his right hand, and held a simple long sword in his hand, the golden light of the long sword floated and there was an arc jumping on the diamond-shaped dark pattern of the sword body.

The five-colored light behind Lin Fan flashed, and he slashed at the giant dragon through the void, and a half-moon-shaped arc several zhang wide accompanied by golden light slashed towards the giant dragon.

"Puff~"

The dragon was struck, and golden blood flowed from its abdomen like a spring spurting downward.

Lin Fan exerted a "hiss" sound under his feet, and instantly appeared in front of the dragon, standing in the void with his feet on it.

A cold light flashed in his eyes, thunder and lightning were condensed in his left hand, and he slowly stroked the sword body, and the sword in his right hand was about to swing his sword move.

Suddenly, his shoulders sank, and he felt that someone had grabbed him from behind, Lin Fan didn't dare to slack off, and grabbed it behind him with his left hand...... Start with a ball of softness.

"Ah~~ Lin Fan, you big pervert"

There was a coquettish shout, and then a palm wind struck.

"Smack~" with a crisp sound.

"Puff"

Lin Fan only felt that he was soaring into the air, and then he fell heavily to the ground...... Woke up.

Rubbing his sleepy eyes, Lin Fan found himself lying on the ground at the moment, with a hot feeling on his left cheek.

"What about the dragon, what about the people who attacked me?", Lin Fan suddenly jumped up and looked around.

When he saw Qiu Ying standing in front of him, Lin Fan was stunned for a moment and then instantly woke up.

Scratching his head, he said embarrassedly, "Hehe...... It turned out to be Ying'er, I'm sorry, my brother was in a daze, I thought I was fighting the golden dragon alone."

Lin Fan's eyes swept in front of him as he spoke, but he saw Qiu Ying's face was flushed and shy at this time, with her arms in front of her chest, looking at herself angrily.

Think back to the last thing in the dream just now, and the soft touch...... Looking at the place where Qiu Ying's arms were tightly guarded, Lin Fan's heart trembled, and he slowly looked down at his left hand.

At this time, the left hand was still clawed, and he grabbed it involuntarily a few times, as if he had grabbed the air in the gripper......

"Uh...... No way...... I ......"

But before the words fell, another coquettish voice came.

"You big pervert, still come ......"

Subsequently...... Lin Fan's left ear was caught and torn all the way......

"Ah~~ Ying'er spares her life, I didn't mean to ......"

There was a cry for mercy from inside the house......

After Mu Qingyun left yesterday, Lin Fan had been cultivating, cultivating until midnight on a whim, and then began to condense and compress the true yuan, and he couldn't support it until the early hours of the morning, so he fell asleep on the bed.

And just now, Mu Qingyun found that Lin Fan was not in the martial arts arena, so he found Qiu Ying in a hurry and asked him to ask Lin Fan to come as soon as possible, so as not to miss Huiwu.

But when Qiu Ying arrived at Lin Fan's residence, she saw that he was sleeping on his back and talking in his sleep.

The little girl was speechless for a while, and sighed secretly, how big is this guy's heart.

grabbed Lin Fan's shoulders and shook him to get up, but he didn't expect to be taken advantage of by Lin Fan in his sleep...... It's disgusting that this pervert, after sobering up, he didn't forget to shake the wolf's claws and reminisce...... So Qiu Ying ran away......

The two of them tossed in the room for a while before Qiu Ying let go of Lin Fan's ears.

Lin Fan was washing while rubbing his reddened ears, and from time to time he peeked at Qiu Ying.

Suddenly felt that the left cheek was hot, and he couldn't see it, so he looked at Qiu Ying aggrievedly, and asked weakly, "Ying'er, my face ......."

"Hmph...... fell down", Qiu Ying looked at the five clear and slender handprints on Lin Fan's left face, and replied angrily with a flick of her little head.

"Oh, it hurts so much from falling, how can you fall off if you sleep well", Lin Fan muttered while wiping his face.

Qiu Ying didn't pay attention to him, until he was done with his work, and after thinking about it, she snorted, grabbed Lin Fan's hand and walked out.

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At this time, there are already disciples fighting in the martial arts arena, Lin Fan is not here, but Huiwu is not his own business, and he will not wait for him.

Therefore, after the pavilion master's impassioned and morale-boosting speech, Xu Ming, the master of Duobao Hall, announced on behalf of the three halls that the rewards of Huiwu this year would be doubled compared to previous years, which also further stimulated the fighting spirit of the disciples who participated in Huiwu.

Then the head of the criminal court talked about the rules of Huiwu again, but it was not the first time for everyone to participate, and they all understood the rules, which was nothing more than that they could not poison their hands to death or be disabled, and if they fell out of the ring, they would lose, and if the opponent admitted defeat, they could not shoot again.

Seeing that everyone was already impatient, the head of the criminal court helplessly quickened his speech and finished speaking, ordered the announcement of the start of the martial arts, and then walked back to his seat stupidly.

And with this order, the martial arts arena suddenly became a sensation.

The four elders in the pavilion acted as referees, and a group of deacons of the criminal court were responsible for maintaining order, and the martial arts arena was suddenly tense, all of them were ready to go on stage, and the shouts and cheers of the surrounding disciples were endless, and this year's martial arts of the Burial Sword Pavilion finally kicked off vigorously......

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And when Qiu Ying took Lin Fan's hand and came to the periphery of the square, the game had already started for a while.

Qiu Ying glared at Lin Fan, as if blaming him for sleeping too late, and grinding for a long time so that he was late.

Lin Fan shrugged his shoulders innocently.

He didn't worry about anything, because according to the rules, each hall selected twenty disciples from the Mortal Realm Condensation Realm, and the early competition was a competition between the Mortal Realm disciples, which had nothing to do with him.

Seeing Lin Fan's casual appearance, Qiu Yingqi stomped his feet angrily, then took his hand and squeezed into the crowd.

In the ring in the center of the square, two disciples of the Fan Yuan Realm were fighting, and the Fan Yuan Realm had just sensed and absorbed the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi, and they could not release it yet, so the two were purely competing in moves and endurance, but the "bang" sound where the fists and feet collided when the move was pushed and walked away also proved that the power was not small.

There were cheers from the crowd from time to time, which also caused the two to fight harder.

Suddenly, there was a commotion in the crowd, and a man and a woman held hands and squeezed out of the crowd.

Lin Fan pulled Qiu Ying out of the crowd with difficulty, looked left and right, and walked towards the unoccupied area among the four areas in the middle of the martial arts arena.

Walking to the area of the Imperial Soul Palace, Lin Fan sat on the ground with his ass, and then looked lively with Qiu Ying.

And this chaos also attracted the attention of the surrounding area, and the other three areas cast a lot of curious glances, and there was an uproar outside the field.

"Isn't that Lin Fan from the Imperial Soul Palace, what is he doing here?"

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"How did this rubbish come about......

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"What is he here to do, it's not to participate in martial arts."

"I don't think so, I should come to see the lively ...... before being swept away"

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"I really envy the people of the Imperial Soul Palace, and they can have such a good seat when they see the excitement."

There was a lot of talk in the crowd......

When Mu Qingyun saw Lin Fan's arrival, he breathed a sigh of relief, wiped his cold sweat and thought, "This kid has finally caught up."

The other hall masters looked at Lin Fan, a trace of doubt flashed in their eyes, and then they looked at Mu Qingyun, and they didn't say anything, after all, there is only one disciple in the Imperial Soul Palace, and it is true that he is late, but he can't be disqualified.

The two disciples in the field had already distinguished themselves at this time, and then another disciple came on the field to challenge, and the eyes of the surrounding audience were instantly attracted to the past, and a new round of shouting and cheering began.

After all, everyone came to see Huiwu, and Lin Fan's appearance was just a small episode, and it was harmless.

Lin Fan didn't care about other people's eyes and discussions, just watched the competition in the field for a while, and then turned his head to Qiu Ying, who was standing next to him, and asked.

"Ying'er, among the disciples of these four halls, who are the ones who have cultivated more than the fifth stage of the condensation realm?"