Su Ting's worries are not mentioned for the time being. In the ring, Yang Xian had already fought with Qing Yang. Each of Qing Yang's swords is straight forward, with the heavy sword in his hand and Yang Xian's sword the most direct impact, but the speed is not very fast, but Yang Xian is still very difficult to receive. Yang Xian felt that if he kept hitting it like this, he would lose in the end.

Of course, Yang Xian will not always use his own shortcomings to fight with the opponent's strengths, Yang Xian changed his moves and began to dodge Qing Yang's attack, it is not difficult to do this, Qing Yang's heavy sword is strong and heavy, and the move is slow, Yang Xian dodges left and right, and Qing Yang stalemates.

Su Ting, who was standing behind Luo Yi, was obviously relieved, fortunately, this Qingyang had not yet reached that realm, otherwise Yang Xian was really not an opponent.

Yang Xian on the field was a little impatient, but he still forced himself to calm down, in this case, he could only calm down and slowly look for Qingyang's flaws to have a chance to win, a little impatience was unacceptable.

While Yang Xian changed his emotions, Qing Yang's mood became more and more impatient, his temperament was already rough, and he couldn't suppress his emotions at the moment, and his swordsmanship became chaotic.

Yang Xian's eyes lit up, but he still calmly dodged Qing Yang's angry slash. When Qingyang has more and more flaws, the corners of Yang Xian's lips are slightly hooked, and his eyes are sharp, it's time!

Yang Xian's self-created swordsmanship - breaking the sky, pointing directly at a flaw in Qing Yang, but Qing Yang's strength is extremely great, Yang Xian's sword only made Qing Yang's sword stop for a moment, fortunately, Yang Xian's adaptability is also very good, the other arm that does not hold the sword hit Qing Yang's abdomen with an elbow, and with a thunderous backhand sword, Qing Yang was swept off the ring.

Qing Yang lost, but Yang Xian was not easy, before Qing Yang fell out of the ring, the heavy sword that lost control smashed on Yang Xian's left arm, smashing a big bruise. Fortunately, this is the last race, and it will not affect the results of Dabi.

Although he was injured in the arm, it did not affect Yang Xian's excitement, he won, won ten consecutive victories, he was the leader of Wuyang's big competition this time!

The blessings of the brothers in the audience were warm and sincere, and Yang Xian's face also bloomed with a happy smile, and the hard work of the past few months finally paid off, and no one could calmly treat such a brilliant victory.

The head Luo Yi also stood up and applauded, his eyes filled with unconcealed appreciation and approval, Mei Xiao and Su Ting behind him had already rushed down to celebrate with many disciples of Wuyang at the moment of Yang Xian's victory.

Once again, the big competition ended successfully, and the disciples who were able to go down the mountain to experience were very happy, and the disciples who could not go down the mountain were not discouraged, and it was a big deal to come back next year.

After the end of the big competition, the atmosphere of Wuyang Mountain was noisy and fanatical, the disciples were in groups, and each team was surrounded by a senior brother who could go out of the mountain through the big competition, and everyone did not hesitate to express their sincere blessings to them.

The glow of the early spring sunset gently shines on the budding tree, like an old man's rough hand caressing the delicate skin of a newborn baby, and the warm glow also touches the tenderness of people's hearts.

On the edge of Panlong Lake in Wuyang Mountain, Mei Xiao and Yang Xian lit a bonfire, on which a hare that Yang Xian had just brought was roasted, and it was bubbling out with tempting grease.

There are a lot of beautiful scenery on Wuyang Mountain, and this Panlong Lake is also one of the best in it, even if it is Panlong Lake at night, it is also a unique scenery.

Many Wuyang disciples have completed a day's practice and prefer to come here to sit or simply have a picnic here. Yang Xian is here for the first time, although he has been in Wuyang for several months, but during this time, in addition to practicing swords or swords, there has not been such a free time as tonight.

Yang Xian leaned against a tree, Mei Xiao sat opposite and flipped the rabbit on the fire, Yang Xian looked at the half-bright and half-dark sky in the distance and gradually blended with Wuyang Mountain, he couldn't see that there was a sky, there was a mountain, "Wuyang is really beautiful." ”

Mei Xiao smiled slightly, flipped the half-cooked rabbit meat in front of her, looked lazy, and said slowly: "I also found out the day before I left Wuyang, it turns out that Wuyang is so beautiful." ”

Yang Xian nodded, "When are we leaving?" The words were full of nostalgia for Wuyang.

Mei Xiao can also be regarded as a person who has come over, and knows what Yang Xian is thinking, "Don't worry, we will have to wait for a few days, and wait for the head to collect more information about the headquarters of the Dark Death Pavilion, so that we don't set off without knowing anything." ”

Mei Xiao skillfully sprinkled seasoning on the rabbit meat, took it off the fire and dried it for a while, tore off a rabbit leg and handed it to Yang Xian, "We may not come back for a long time after leaving." ”

In the past few months, Yang Xian has already had a special sense of belonging to Wuyang, becoming brothers and sisters with a large group of people, working towards the same goal with them, this feeling has never been experienced before.

But this time, Wuyang gave him a surprisingly good feeling, and Yang Xian had already regarded this place as a second home, a home worth protecting with his life.

Yang Xian's eyes shone brightly under the light of the bonfire, "I will always come back." ”

The moon and stars gradually appeared on the dark blue sky, and gradually became clearer, and there were fewer and fewer people by the lake, and in the end, only Mei Xiao and Yang Xian were relatively silent in front of the bonfire, each thinking about their own thoughts.

Mei Xiao remembered the conversation she had with Su Ting before she first went out of the mountain. At that time, Su Ting said that he went out to come back. When Mei Xiao came back this time, he did have some different feelings, but these feelings were not enough for him to understand what his master had said.

Su Ting thought that maybe it would be a long, long time later, when his beard turned white, to truly understand the profound meaning of this sentence.