Su Ting stood with a sword, the afternoon wind blew the corners of his clothes, the sun bathed in his body, the young man's edge was undoubtedly revealed, he was like an incomparable sharp sword, incomparably sharp.

The little star in Yang Xian's eyes in the audience has overflowed, "The master is so handsome!"

Su Ting put away the Hidden Edge Sword and slowly walked out of the ring.

It took a few seconds for the crowd to recover from the silence and start to make noise again, "Did you see it?

"See! See! Win with a sword!"

The person next to him was a little curious, "I see that sword is very sharp, why do you name it Yin Feng?"

Another audience member said proudly, "You don't know this, I've heard that this sword was given to him by Su Ting's master, the previous head of Wuyang Palace, and the name was also given to him by the previous head......"

The rest of the conversation was drowned out by the cheers of the crowd, and no one heard what the man said afterwards.

Xuanyin Pavilion lost two games in a row, and the faces of the elders watching the battle were not very good-looking, but fortunately, there was only one fledgling hairy boy left in Wuyang Palace, and Xuanyin Pavilion should win the last game very easily.

But this elder didn't expect that the Wuyang disciple who could win the opportunity to go out of the mountain to experience training at such a young age would be an ordinary person? Wasn't that Su Ting a genius who went out of the mountain to experience training in his teens back then, and later became a genius who shocked the entire rivers and lakes?

The last disciple sent by Xuanyin Pavilion was originally intended to be used to deal with Su Ting, but now that Su Ting has already played, in Xuanyin Pavilion's opinion, this is to give Xuanyin Pavilion a promotion quota for nothing.

The disciples of Xuanyin Pavilion came to the stage, "Xuanyin Pavilion Lin Shang, please give advice!"

Mei Xiao had already stood lazily in the ring with his pitch-black strange sword, he silently observed the Lin Shang in front of him, although this Lin Shang was polite and polite on the outside, but the arrogance in his eyes could not be concealed. Mei Xiao smiled slightly in her heart, what does this Lin Chamber of Commerce look like in front of Uncle Xiao? I'm afraid that I won't dare to raise my head in fear, right?

Mei Xiao gradually became focused, although this Lin Shang was a little proud for no reason, but he still had some proud capital, and he could be used by the sect to deal with Su Ting, and his strength was naturally good.

Lin Shang held a piccolo, dressed in green clothes, standing on the stage, the arrogance in his eyes could not be hidden, he put the piccolo to his mouth, a song "Plum Blossom Three Alleys" poured out, the flute sounded hidden in a small knife qi, the knife qi was too small, Mei Xiao didn't even know how these knife qi got to his body, and the back of his hand had been scratched by the knife qi.

Mei Xiao drew his sword, concentrated, and smashed all the sword qi around him, judging from the experience of Yang Xian and Su Ting, there are two ways to deal with the people of Xuanyin Pavilion, one is to attack in close quarters, and the other is to break their musical instruments with a powerful sword qi.

Mei Xiao is also thinking about his own way to crack it, this Lin Shang's sword qi is very small, almost everywhere, it is almost impossible to get close to him, and Mei Xiao's sword qi is not as sharp as Su Ting's, the power is not enough, obviously this way is not good.

But Mei Xiao's swordsmanship is known for its openness, which is more than enough for defense, and the cracking method of defending as an attack is the best.

Obviously, Mei Xiao himself thought of this, and immediately changed his moves, using the sword as a shield to block the flying sword qi, and slowly approached Lin Shang.

Lin Shang's psychological quality is obviously not very good, and the tunes he blows out have been scattered, and even the sword qi is much less, which gives Mei Xiao a chance, Mei Xiao took the opportunity to cut out with a sword and take Lin Shang directly.

Lin Shang didn't care about playing the tune, and raised his piccolo to block Mei Xiao's sword. Mei Xiao was a little surprised, there were not many weapons that could block his sword, and in the entire Wuyang Palace, only Su Ting's Hidden Edge Sword and Luo Yi's Master Saber could withstand Mei Xiao's sword's full blow.

The piccolo was glowing with silver light throughout, and it clanged when it came into contact with Mei Xiao's sword, and this material was unusual at first glance.

Lin Shang couldn't care about playing, so he simply took the piccolo and began to fight with Mei Xiao. But Xuanyin Pavilion is only good at attacks with sword qi and sword qi in music, and is not good at hand-to-hand combat at all, just a few moves, Lin Shang is full of flaws, and he is about to lose.

But Lin Shang's arrogance did not allow him to fail, so he had to fight the danger of being cut into two pieces by Mei Xiao's sword, blowing out a short flute sound, and a sharp knife qi went straight to Mei Xiao.

Mei Xiao only had time to dodge the vital point, and his right shoulder was bloody with a knife, and the wound was deep and bone-seeing, but Mei Xiao still endured the pain and slapped Lin Shang off the stage.

Lin Shang landed on his butt and rolled around the stage, not injured at all except for some dust on his body.

On the other hand, Mei Xiao, half of her body was bloody, her face was frighteningly white, she was swaying, and she almost wanted to faint.

It wasn't until the host announced Mei Xiao's victory that he forced himself to step down from the stage, leaned on Su Ting, who came to greet him, and fainted with peace of mind.

When Mei Xiao woke up, it was already the morning of the next day, and the morning sun shone on his face, waking up the sleeping person, and the first time he woke up, he saw Yi Yi with red eyes and a worried face.

Mei Xiao showed a big smile, "Are you worried about me?"

Yi Yi turned around and didn't look at Mei Xiao, "Who is worried about you?" ”

Mei Xiao's smile widened, "Thank you!"

Yi Yi asked, "How's it going?

"Well, it's much better, it's not a big deal, it's just that the wound is a little deeper. ”

Yi Yi's eyes gradually became fierce, "That guy in Xuanyin Pavilion, I can't spare him!"