The time for the start of the martial arts competition came quickly, and the old disciples lined up on the left and right in Taiji Square, with the six sons of Chunyang standing side by side in front of Zhenyue Palace, while the new disciples stood facing the six sons of Chunyang.

Presiding over this martial arts competition were Lin Yuyuan and Su Tianbai, a desk was placed on the right side in front of Zhenyue Palace, with a wooden box on it, in which the name cards of the new disciples were placed, and there was a public notice board next to the desk.

As soon as the hour came, Lin Yuyuan said crisply: "This year's new disciple martial arts competition, starting now, the competition will use the method of drawing lots to select opponents. ”

"The two sides of the competition fight each other in the Tai Chi Bagua Array, and the rules are that the point is stopped, and you can also take the initiative to admit defeat, and you must not deliberately kill you, otherwise, the martial arts will be abolished and the pure yang will be expelled. ”

Hearing such a severe punishment, the hearts of all the new disciples sank, and there was suddenly an extra string in their heads.

Although this string may make the disciples unable to exert their full strength, it depends on how you understand the strength.

Only the strength that can be completely controlled is the most real level of strength, and no matter how powerful the move is, if it can't be retracted and released freely, it can't be regarded as real strength.

Especially for the same door to use a move that he has not yet mastered, it is absolutely unforgivable.

If you can't control it perfectly, it means that you can't put it away, and if you use such a move, you are not responsible for the lives of your fellow disciples, and such a disciple will not want Chunyang.

What's more, since all six real people were present, couldn't they still see who was strong and who was weak?

After talking about the rules of the competition, Lin Yuyuan was ready to take the name tag from the wooden box.

"Master Lin is slow. Luo Changfeng suddenly interrupted Lin Yuyuan's movements.

"What do you command?"

Seeing that Lin Yuyuan and the senior brothers and sisters around him were all looking at him, Luo Changfeng grinned and said, "It's nothing, in order to ensure absolute fairness and justice, senior nephew, you first pick up the wooden box and shake it, and then start the lottery." ”

As soon as Luo Changfeng spoke, Li Wusheng and the others all showed a look of sudden realization, and they all smiled and nodded, Yu Rui chuckled: "Senior brother is thoughtful, Senior Nephew Lin, you can handle it like this!"

Lin Yuyuan also understood the intention of doing this, and according to what Luo Changfeng said, he picked up the wooden box and shook it vigorously.

There was a slight noise in the wooden box, indicating that the name brand inside was completely messed up.

The disciples also understood that it was true that if there were new disciples who were familiar with the old disciples, they might not be able to engage in some tricks of black-box operations.

For example, when the name tags are put in in advance, they have been arranged in order, so that it is possible for some disciples to draw the ones they want to match, who are not as good as their own.

Although this seems to be a redundant move, because Lin Yuyuan will never show favoritism, this is an attitude, and it is still very necessary.

After Lin Yuyuan shook the wooden box violently, she began to draw out the name cards one by one, and Su Tianbai would hang the name cards on the public notice board in pairs.

Soon, the players of the eight groups of duels were drawn, and the competition officially began.

"The first group of martial arts is between the two sides, Xiang Mingyuan against Xie Song. ”

Xie Song is the second youngest disciple in this class of new disciples, the son of a wealthy merchant in Chang'an, because he worships Taoists and can't get used to seeing his father's copper smell, so he sneaked out of the house and came to Chunyang to learn art.

I don't know if it's when I get to Chunyang, I have to taste my wishes, and my appetite has improved, this kid has been doing for more than a year, and he doesn't know how his martial arts are progressing, but his already slightly chubby body is fat.

Now that he has a fat face and a round appearance, he has surpassed Shangguan Boyu and become the fattest person in Chunyang.

However, unlike Shangguan Boyu, he had a smile on his face at all times, and he looked inexplicably a little more happy.

He was sixteen years old when he entered the Pure Yang, only two months older than Li Qingyue, and now a year and a half later, he is almost eighteen years old.

Xiang Mingyuan is two years older than him, already over twenty, and has the same background as Shen Jianxin, from a small mountain village.

His father was a carpenter and worked in the town, and when he was a child, he secretly went to the martial arts hall in the town to learn martial arts and laid a foundation.

After the two entered the Tai Chi Array, they first saluted the six sons of Chunyang in unison, and then drew their swords out of their sheaths and saluted each other.

Xie Song laughed and said, "Senior Brother Xiang, you have to be merciful to your subordinates!"

Xiang Mingyuan scolded with a smile: "Stinky boy rarely comes to this set, do you think I don't know? Every day in the middle of the night, the third watch gets up and secretly practices the sword, and he has already practiced the transformation of Liangyi, right? If it weren't for that, your kid would have to gain weight." ”

Xie Song's heart skipped a beat, Xiang Mingyuan's words revealed a lot of things! Since he knew that he secretly got up in the middle of the night to practice swords, didn't it mean that he was also ......

The six sons of Chunyang listened to the conversation between the two, and they all nodded secretly, the disciples worked hard, and they were the happiest.

"Senior Brother Xie, be careful. After Xiang Mingyuan finished speaking, his expression was neat, and he reminded him, and the long sword in his hand made a sword gesture, and an illusory Tai Chi Bagua diagram disappeared in a flash, and then he slashed at Xie Song in the air.

This move is the starting style of the Northern Darkness Sword Qi, Tai Chi Wuji.

Of course, with the Zixia True Qi that he had only cultivated for a year and a half, the power of this sword qi was naturally not very good, but among the new disciples, it was already extremely good.

Facing Xiang Mingyuan's sword qi, Xie Song was not to be outdone, and also returned a sword qi.

"Bang"

The two sword qi met in the center of the Taiji Array, making a sound that was not too violent.

At the same time as emitting the sword qi, the two of them had already rushed forward behind the sword qi, and the Heavenly Dao sword momentum unfolded, and the two instantly became a ball.

The performance of the little fat man Xie Song really made everyone's eyes shine, this guy looked chubby, round, and his movements were surprisingly flexible, even a few points more flexible than Xiang Mingyuan.

And Xiang Mingyuan's body is strong, quite a bit of the meaning of overwhelming people with force, and the sword trick is opened and closed between the performances, and the momentum is strong and heavy.

However, it is his style of play that is quite restrained by Xie Song, after all, he has not yet reached the realm of one force to ten meetings, and he will inevitably be overcome by sensitivity.

Luo Changfeng shook his head with a smile and said: "There is no suspense, this one should be Xie Song's victory, I really don't know what this kid thinks, he is obviously about to become a ball, under normal circumstances, he should study the Northern Darkness Sword Qi and take the route of static braking, but he is still working his body, which is really wonderful." ”

Shangguan Boyu over there raised his eyebrows, and said slowly: "Little junior brother, do you have any prejudice against fat people?"

"Uh...... No, no, don't think about it, senior brother, you're still far from being fat into a ball!"

"I still ......" Shangguan Boyu's eight-character eyebrows matched the expression, a dignified "embarrassment" character.

"Puff......" Yu Rui couldn't help laughing.

Li Wusheng said: "Don't mess around, watch the disciples compete." ”

Luo Changfeng lowered his eyelids and said, "Senior brother, if you can put away the smile on your face, this sentence will be more convincing." ”

Well, even Qi Jin and Zhuo Fengming's shoulders began to tremble slightly.