The swordsmanship performed by Ying Qi and the swordsmanship that Fang Er also learned were the swordsmanship of the long sword in the sect.

The swordsmanship is steady, accurate, and ruthless, and the characteristics are vividly promoted, which shows that Ying Qi has not only made great exercises, but also has a very high talent in swordsmanship.

With the help of the old ghost, Fang Eryi's swordsmanship has changed too much, there is no reality, it seems to be almost the same, but in fact it is far from the same, flexible and mobile, but it hides a killing intention.

Before, it was just a person who was playing against the void, but now Ying Qi can be said to be an opponent in chess, and the mystery of swordsmanship has become more and more skilled since he was under him, giving people a sense of lightness and elegance that flickers like a butterfly wearing flowers......

Pang Xuan, who was on the top of the mountain, turned his head to look at the senior brother next to him, and smacked his mouth and said, "Senior brother, you say... If... Eryi..."

"Needless to say, the etiquette is inconsistent. ”

The two have been senior brothers for too many years, and they are very familiar with each other, and the relationship between the two brothers is not bad, so Mo Qi interrupted Pang Xuan's words.

"Senior brother, don't think about it... He's a good seedling, but once you bring it up like that, other people will think you're messing with it, understand?"

Pang Xuan was silent, he gave birth to a heart of love and talent, but he was a disciple...

Thinking about whether to let that disciple come forward to accept the disciples, or go to the elders who are in retreat to discuss, I heard Mo Qi say, "Senior brother, we have been together for hundreds of years, right?"

"yes, it's been almost four hundred years..." Pang Xuan thought about something and nodded in response.

Mo Qi: "You see that disciple who fought against Fang Eryi, he has good skills, he is a manufacturable material, and he is more malleable than those disciples of yours, just him, you are almost the same, there must be someone to inherit your mantle, right?"

It is indeed inappropriate for a disciple to become an apprentice, and what kind of teaching art on behalf of his father will always fall into the tongue of the mouth.

Nodding heavily, "Okay... It's just a pity. ”

Mo Qi's eyes flickered, looking at the two who were still indistinguishable......

After fighting for half an hour, Fang Er Yi and Ying Qi's spiritual power consumption was very large, and they were exhausted, and their movements slowed down.

"I admit defeat..."Ying Qi took the lead in withdrawing his sword and retreated, admitting defeat.

The two seem to be comparable to you, and it is difficult to distinguish between them, but Ying Qi knows his own affairs, at most, his spiritual power is about to dry up, and he can only be restrained at that time.

He had been fighting with Fang Er for so long, and he could sense that Fang Eryi's spiritual power was more mellow than his, and he was not sure that he would be able to defeat Fang Eryi before his spiritual power was exhausted.

Rather than running out of spiritual power and being defeated, it is better to admit defeat now, and lose anyway, at least you can spare some time to recover your spiritual power for the next competition.

Ying Qi and Fang Er are also different, even if he can't be promoted this time, he still has a chance.

Even if you can't be promoted, if you cultivate to break through the sixth grade, as long as you become a seventh grade Qi refining period, you can wear a black shirt and become an outer disciple, but it's only a matter of time.

This is the biggest difference between Fang Eryi and Ying Qi is the information asymmetry, and the information that Fang Er also gets is that if he loses, he will have no chance.

But Ying Qi knew that there was no such thing, not only Ying Qi knew, but everyone else knew that Xiaobi's victory was nothing more than an early promotion to the outer door and a reward.

It can only be said that Pang Xuan deceived Fang Eryi......

In the last scene, it was a woman with a beautiful face.

The woman simply admitted defeat, Fang Eryi's two fights, she was present, she couldn't beat the strong man, and she couldn't beat Ying Qi, so she was not Fang Eryi's opponent.

Simply be a little more simple and admit defeat.

Fang Er also breathed a sigh of relief, he finally saved it, he didn't have to worry about being dismissed, and the lonely old immortal stayed in the village.

It was not only Fang Eryi who took the lead in winning three games in a row, but also more than a dozen people.

If it weren't for the help of the old ghost, he might not have been able to stand out.

The swordsmanship, body and fingering techniques taught by the old ghost are all beyond all the miscellaneous disciples in this, and they are taught by the 'master', and the victory is certain.

It can only be said that there are many geniuses, many talented people, and even more people with excellent qualifications.

These dozen or so people gathered together, waiting for the fifty people to win in the end, and then, there was a competition waiting for them, but Fang Er didn't know the rules of the small competition.

In just over two hours, fifty winners gathered.

A black caftan was distributed, and it was equipped with a storage bag with a larger capacity, which was the configuration of the outer disciples.

After receiving the things, it was announced that three days later, the rules of the second competition will determine the top 10 and give out rich rewards.

Others were excited, but Fang Er also felt bored, for no other reason, the rewards were all elixirs to improve cultivation.

The old ghost's words were still in his ears, how could he still have thoughts about the elixir?

Thinking that there would be a follow-up competition, Fang Er also spared his head, thinking that he was a happy young man, so why bother to fight and kill......

Three days passed in a flash, and the second competition for promotion to the outer gate began.

The venue was still in the martial arts training ground, and Mo Qi and Pang Xuan had already arrived.

The rules are paired in pairs, and the winner advances to the next round.

Fang Eryi's luck was good, and he coincidentally won Ying Qi.

Originally, Fang Er also thought about it, as long as he started it, he would admit defeat, there was no need to fight around, and he didn't need the elixir, what did he bother doing.

But the problem is that when he meets Ying Qi, he has no idea of admitting defeat, and he feels that his chances of winning are still relatively large.

Ying Qi looked tangled, complaining that his luck was too bad, it was Fang Eryi last time, which caused him to play a few more games, and now it's him again!

With the long sword in his hand, his brows furrowed, and he put away the long sword again, wanting to say that he would fight with his bare hands.

But he remembered that the strong man was defeated by Fang Eryi's men, and he was not sure that the strong man could win, and it seemed that it was difficult to win with his bare hands.

Frowning again, the long sword reappeared in his hand, tightening the hilt of the sword, hesitating and hesitating.

The referee who presided over the competition next to him said impatiently: "Do you fight or not?"

Ying Qi listened but didn't hear it, and still groaned.

Suddenly, the long sword in his hand was gone, he turned around and went out of the circle, not fighting, it was enough to lose once, and he was worried that he would question his swordsmanship if he lost again.

He knew that the gap between the two was in spiritual power, Fang Eryi's spiritual power was more mellow, his swordsmanship was tricky and flexible, he was not sure of winning in a short period of time, and it was better to give up frankly than to lose again depressed......

Fang Eryi's plan to admit defeat in the second round fell through again, because one of the remaining twenty-five people had a bye, and he was the one who had a bye.

Fang Eryi, who has a good mentality, has the leisure to watch, and the fighting aspect is his weakness, don't look at the first two games He won, it was because of chance.

What if it were someone else? What about someone whose cultivation is higher than him, and whose spiritual power is more abundant than his?

Not to mention, after a closer look, Fang Er also understood a lot, and he had a better understanding of his own fighting experience, and he also understood more deeply that the battle between monks was far from a collision of combat skills and spiritual power, but also an auxiliary talisman and magic weapon.

These are the most important things in a battle.

In this regard, Fang Er was also deeply touched, and his thoughts were born, because he still had an unknown and dangerous journey, which would be his life-and-death journey......

I don't know if someone cheated, or Fang Eryi's luck went against the sky, there were thirteen people left in the twelfth round, and Fang Eryi had another bye and advanced to the next round, so that he had more leisure to appreciate.

The third round, a bye.

In the fourth round, there were four people left, and they had to face each other, but they faced an opponent who consumed a lot of money in the previous round.

For the sick duck, Fang Er did not retreat, he must not let go of the cheap thing, he doesn't use the spirit pill himself, but he can change the spirit stone, the spirit stone he needs.

Besides, doesn't he want to learn alchemy, spirit grass, and pill furnace without money? He doesn't have a fire source, and it doesn't cost money to rent an alchemy room?

Fortunately, the crowd heard such news just now, otherwise he would have admitted defeat as soon as he came on the field.

The other party is also helpless, the consumption of spiritual power is too great, and Fang Er has also seen the competition with Ying Qi, and he is not confident that he can win in such a situation.

But let him admit defeat like Ying Qi?

Thinking that he Qichen is also outstanding among the miscellaneous disciples of Cangyun Peak, how can he be the same as Ying Qi?

The two started fighting, Qichen felt Fang Eryi's erratic figure, and learned Fang Eryi's light and tricky swordsmanship, and when he dodged left and right, the black shirt of the newly issued outer disciple had been poked out by Fang Eryi several holes.

Under the shame, flaws appeared frequently, and Fang Er easily put the tip of the sword at his throat.

Lost... Qichen reluctantly accepted this result......

The final fight was a beautiful woman, and Fang Er also heard the discussion next to him and knew that this woman's name was Min Yingying.

And what I heard the most was actually the disciples who were betting that they would lose a few tricks!

Thinking that he was a happy young man, how could he become the object of disdain of others? Isn't that against the original intention of happiness?

Okay, since you lose when you buy, let's let you really lose!

Fang Er also felt a sense of pride in his heart, and his confidence doubled, he believed that he would definitely win!

Facing it with a very confident sword, Fang Er also flashed up and took the initiative to meet it......

I think I'm a happy boy, why should I be impulsive?

Huh... No, is there a conflict between impulsiveness and pleasure?

Before the question could come to an end, Fang Er heard someone shouting his name.

"Fang Eryi, outer disciple, Cangyun Peak ranked second in the small competition, and won the reward..."

Yes, he lost, lost to that beautiful Min Yingying.

It doesn't matter if it's pretty, it's not a magic weapon, and it can't be invincible.

There is also a gap in cultivation, the cultivation of the two of them is the fourth grade of qi refining, and he is even a little bit higher.

The fact is that Fang Er also raised his sword to meet him, and Min Yingying threw out a talisman, and he was trapped.

Min Yingying easily took away his long sword, slowly raised the sword and put it at her throat, and her voice was clear: "Senior Brother Fang, you lost..."

Yes, it's like this, he experienced the grievances of a strong man, the grievances of Ying Qi, and the grievances of his bye others busy.

Even if he doesn't rush forward automatically, the result is the same, and he can't change the result, he loses, and he loses so aggrieved.

came to the stage to accept the award, ten bottles of elixir and one hundred spirit stones, which relieved his aggrieved psychology a little......