Yang Xian's ten games, eight of which were boring, Yang Xian guessed, it was Luo Yi who arranged all his opponents, and deliberately asked Yang Xian to help screen those disciples who won by luck and intrigues, that is, to ensure that the more powerful characters in the big competition were eliminated in advance, and those who should not be promoted at all, which can be described as killing two birds with one stone.

Yang Xian's wisdom is not bad, the strategy of infiltrating the Dark Death Pavilion before was proposed by him, although it was discovered in the end, but after two years of training in the rivers and lakes, he will definitely become a chivalrous man who is good at wisdom and strategy, how can he not see what Luo Yi has done?

But fortunately, Luo Yi still arranged two decent opponents for him, one of which was Xuan Feng.

Although Yang Xian had been able to easily defeat Xuan Feng a long time ago, Xuan Feng, as the head of the sect, had been taught by Luo Yi with the most careful care, and had also practiced in Wuyang for many years, needless to say. Although the weapons used are strangely shaped, they still contain sword moves.

Therefore, every time Yang Xian fought with Xuan Feng, he could learn one or two practical Wuyang swordsmanship. This is also the reason why he often goes to Xuanfeng to learn.

After the game, Xuan Feng also looked at Luo Yi worriedly, fortunately, Luo Yi did not show any anger, you know, after the last big competition, he was scolded by Luo Yi in the main hall, and almost half of the people in the mountain could hear Luo Yi's scolding.

Fortunately, Luo Yi's temper is much better this time, and Xuan Feng sincerely thanked Shi Niang in his heart, thanks to Shi Niang, otherwise this time there would be another scolding.

Xuan Feng was concentrating and preparing to fight, Yang Xian on the opposite side also had an excited battle intent, Xuan Feng smiled a little helplessly, the recent newcomers are so powerful, although it is a good thing, he is inevitably a little ashamed of himself.

Without waiting for him to think about it any more, Yang Xian's sword arrived, and in the past few months, Yang Xian's sword has gradually taken on a trace of sharp and sharp momentum, thanks to Su Ting's teaching and Yang Xian's own character, this sword is wrapped in this momentum, stabbing over with the power to crush everything.

Xuan Feng and Yang Xian have been fighting for a long time, so he naturally has experience, so he picked up the pen, blocked the sword blade with a long pen, and fought with Yang Xian.

The battle between the two made several elders sitting under Luo Yi nod frequently, "Senior Brother Su has accepted this apprentice is good! The talent is so terrifying, I am afraid that the achievements are not below him." ”

Another elder said, "We should also go down the mountain more often, and collect more talents for my Wuyang." ”

Obviously, in the past few months, Wuyang has accepted Yang Xian, a new disciple who has just arrived, and even coveted those undiscovered talents under the mountain. Yang Xian can be said to be the first precedent.

In the ring, Yang Xian and Xuan Feng were still fighting fiercely, the sword light and the pen light were intertwined, like a cloud full of lightning rolling violently, as if it would rain heavily in the next second, pouring people cold.

Then, an extremely shining sword light went straight towards Xuanfeng with the power and unparalleled speed of penetrating the clouds, this sword was created by Yang Xian at the beginning, and then after Su Ting's changes, it became sharper again.

Xuan Feng knew that he couldn't stop it, so he took two steps back lightly and withdrew from the center of the 'clouds'.

Xuan Feng threw in the towel.

Xuan Feng didn't want to stand out, although he had to do his best against Dabi at the master's orders, but once the opponent was really stronger than him, Xuan Feng would not be entangled anymore, but admitted defeat very gracefully, unlike the original Lin Shang, who knew that he would lose and dragged people into the water.

But Xuan Feng also knew that most of Wuyang's disciples who were better than him had already passed the big competition and gone down the mountain. I'm afraid that next time, he doesn't want to go down the mountain again, and he has to go down the mountain.

Yang Xian sighed a little, this world is really wonderful, some people want something and pursue it for a lifetime and can't get it, and some people don't want it, but God imposes what he doesn't want on him, and God will always not grant people's wishes.

Yang Xian's last opponent was carefully arranged by Luo Yi, the purpose was to let Yang Xian and him promote each other and temper each other.

That disciple is called Qing Yang, and he is also a very outstanding disciple of Wuyang in recent years, in terms of swordsmanship, Qing Yang can be on par with Mei Xiao, but his basic skills are not as solid as Mei Xiao, and his temperament is rough, so he was hard pressed and sharpened by Luo Yi for a year before he was allowed to participate in the big competition.

Yang Xian looked at the opponent standing in front of him, Qing Yang was dressed in green clothes, and the wide clothes couldn't cover his strong muscles, Yang Xian instinctively felt that the other party could be evenly matched with himself, and now Yang Xian was a little excited, and was looking at the young man opposite with his burning eyes.

Qing Yang also had a flame of fighting intent in his eyes, he was going to participate in the big competition last year, he held back for a year, and the few opponents just now were also weak, and he couldn't satisfy his fanatical desire to fight at all, Qing Yang also felt that Yang Xian was a suitable candidate.

Finally met a good opponent, in order to show respect, the two of them exchanged their names and surnames, and then they started fighting, after all, most of the disciples of the same age who can be solved in a few tricks are neither talented nor hard-working, and they are not worth befriending the two.

Just when the two were about to start fighting, standing behind Luo Yi, Su Ting, who had not spoken for a long time, had a smile on his face, "This kid is interesting......

Luo Yi interjected on the side, "He is the disciple of the Sword Maniac Elder, the Sword Maniac is always mysterious, and no one is allowed to look at it when teaching the apprentice." ”

Su Ting's expression became rare and solemn, "Senior Brother Sword Maniac?"