The next day, early in the morning. Ying Feiyang stepped on the sword dance floor again, his hand was still beating on his sore shoulder, he was already recovering from a serious injury, and his qi and blood were deficient, but yesterday he practiced sword practice again to lose his strength, and fell asleep in the damp forest, and the Qing Ku Taoist turned a blind eye in front of him, and let him sleep outside all night. When I woke up in the morning, I felt wet and cold, and I felt unusually uncomfortable.

This time, the place where he competed was the White Tiger Terrace, and before he arrived in the ring, he felt that the atmosphere was strange.

"That bastard is here!" "That's right, it's him, look at his contemptuous appearance!" A group of disciples surrounded the periphery, all murderous, staring at Ying Feiyang viciously, and in the innermost circle, there was a circle of male disciples with big shoulders and round waists, all of them gearing up, like street hooligans, just waiting for an order, about to come forward and beat him.

Looking at the ring again, there was already an old acquaintance standing.

Ying Feiyang sighed lightly, walked up to the stage, and greeted: "Yo, Senior Brother Luo, long time no see." ”

This time's opponent is Luo Zhonghao, I haven't seen him for a long time, he is a little taller and stronger, and there are two more folds of horizontal flesh on his face, which makes him even more fierce, just standing there casually, like an iron tower. But he saw Luo Zhonghao's voice shouting like a gong: "Ying Feiyang! What kind of grudge do my senior sister Meisheng have against you? You want to humiliate her like this yesterday!"

Ying Feiyang sighed: "Where did the hatred come from, I don't know her at all." ”

As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar in the audience, "I don't know it yet, the blind can see Senior Sister Qin's affection for him." "That's it, how can he be so humiliating, he's really a scumbag. "Senior Sister Qin, how could such a good person fall in love with this scum. A group of disciples were already talking.

"Cough, you don't know, this Ying Feiyang has already harmed a girl when Qi Feng Sword snatched, at that time, for a sword, and Miao Miao, who loved him, fought with Senior Sister Miao Miao, who was so angry with him that she cried into tears. A familiar voice came from the crowd, and it was Zhang Liu who was also watching, Ying Feiyang almost vomited blood when he heard this.

The surrounding disciples were interested, and they poked their heads one after another, "What's going on, tell us in detail." ”

Seeing everyone's expectation, Zhang Liu immediately cleared his throat, like a storyteller, and said, "You don't know anything, you want to take the ...... with that strange sword."

Seeing that Zhang Liu added oil and vinegar, and said that the spit was splashing, the people around him looked at Ying Feiyang, and the contempt in their eyes was a little heavier, and they hated Ying Feiyang and just wanted to jump out of the ring and stab Zhang Liu to death with a sword.

Luo Zhonghao listened to Zhang Liu's words with all his heart, and gently wiped the heroic tears from the corners of his eyes and said: "Senior Sister Miao is also a woman with the most affection, but it's a pity that she is not deceived by others. Then he glared at Ying Feiyang viciously, and said: "Okay, you guy with a sword, just rob my Senior Sister Xie with me, why don't you even let go of my Senior Sister Qin and my Senior Sister Miao, today I will teach you a lesson for the good men in the world!"

Ying Feiyang hated others the most for saying that he used his mouth to make a sword, and he was already unhappy in his heart, not to mention "What do you call your Senior Sister Xie, your Senior Sister Qin, and your Senior Sister Miao, you are all the female disciples of Lingxiao Sword Dao are cabbages in your backyard!" Ying Feiyang rolled his eyes in his heart and said.

Luo Zhonghao didn't say enough over there, "By the way, you guy who uses his mouth to make a sword once boasted that he could defeat me with thirteen moves, but today I want to see that without Senior Sister Xie protecting you, you can take a few moves under me." ”

"Again!" Ying Feiyang felt that the green tendons on his forehead were beating, and the more angry his heart became, the more calm his face became, and he saluted respectfully: "Senior Brother Luo said that he laughed, what thirteen tricks to defeat you, in the past, I was shallow and poorly cultivated, so I would come up with such absurd nonsense, it was just a laughing stock, please don't take Senior Brother Luo to heart!"

The so-called reaching out and not hitting the smiling person, Luo Zhonghao saw that Ying Feiyang suddenly became humble, and he was a little proud, his chest was raised high, but Ying Feiyang's next words were beyond his expectations.

"Now it seems that why do you need thirteen moves, if you want to defeat Senior Brother Luo, three moves are enough!" Ying Feiyang said humbly

"You! dare to boast!" Luo Zhonghao was furious when he heard this, and immediately roared, holding a sword in both hands, and slashed straight at him. Recruit away the majestic and domineering, the sword is fierce and murderous, it is the white tiger sword in the four-phase sword duel, the white tiger is the western spirit beast, the division of war, the main killing, so it is the most murderous sword technique in the four-phase sword duel, Luo Zhonghao shot angrily, and he was really as powerful as a fierce beast.

But seeing that Ying Feiyang was calm and relaxed, behind his hand, he leaned back when the sword was about to end, turned his body half a circle with his heel as the axis, avoided a sword with ease, went around behind Luo Zhonghao, and said leisurely: "This is the first move." ”

Seeing that Ying Feiyang's attitude was contemptuous, and he didn't even have a sword, Luo Zhonghao was even more angry, turned around and slashed, drawing a half-moon-shaped sword light, the sword wind broke through the air like a tiger roaring, Ying Feiyang raised a little, flew backwards, Luo Zhonghao immediately turned a horizontal slash into a straight stab, if the tiger preyed, see the blood Fang Xiu.

Seeing that he was on the edge of the ring and had no way to retreat, he should fly with his sword sheath and put a little bit on Luo Zhonghao's sword body, but instead of connecting with the sword, he used the sword as the fulcrum, and the pole vault generally turned over Luo Zhonghao's head and landed firmly behind him, "This is the second move." On the contrary, Luo Zhonghao rushed too hard and almost rushed off the ring.

Luo Zhonghao stopped his body, ashamed and angry, his face was as red as blood, "Little white face, there is a kind of don't escape!" only to hear a wild roar, Luo Zhonghao's huge body suddenly soared diagonally, holding the sword in both hands, turning like a spinning top, rolling up a spiral air flow in the air, the sword light dragged into a ring around his body, and the wheel saw generally flew down and pressed down, and under the pressure of the heavy sword light, there was no place to dodge.

But hearing Ying Feiyang's confident words, "As you wish!" Ying Feiyang did not dodge or dodge, suddenly raised his palm, and his left hand stretched straight to the sword wheel, everyone only said that he was crazy, and dared to only use the palm of the flesh to catch the sword, seeing that the palm of the flesh was going to be crushed by the sword wheel, but listened to the "snap" body, the result was unexpected, should Feiyang avoid all the phantoms with a palm, and accurately slapped on the sword body, and the strong palm smashed the sword obliquely into the ground. The right hand was still holding the scabbard, but the strength was slightly exhaled, forcing the Xingji sword out of the sheath by half a foot, and it was placed on Luo Zhonghao's neck. "This is the third trick. ”

Ying Feiyang really won in three moves, and the disciples on the field were all moved, but a few clear-eyed people secretly admired that Ying Feiyang could win, not only because of his own cultivation, but also because of his proper tactics.

It is necessary to know that the White Tiger Sword is not only the sword of the battle array, but also the secret combination of the art of war, as the so-called one blow, and then decline, three and exhausted, the first two moves of Ying Feiyang seem to be slow, but in fact, it is to avoid the edge, by the way, provoke Luo Zhonghao, Luo Zhonghao is angry, every move is to use twelve points of strength, and when it comes to the third move, it is already a buoyant heart, strong outside, and will be easily defeated by Ying Feiyang.

In fact, Luo Zhonghao was not unjustly defeated, in the past, Ying Feiyang claimed that he could defeat him in thirteen moves, which was viewed from the perspective of the time, and now Ying Feiyang has advanced by leaps and bounds, and has reached the realm of sword qi out of the body.

"The sword contest is over, and the winner should fly!" the referee disciple announced the result. Ying Feiyang pushed Luo Zhonghao, and said with an angry smile: "Senior Brother Luo, I have conceded, remember to bring more junior brothers with me next time I compete." ”

"Hmph!" Luo Zhonghao was furious, but he was helpless, and left in a gloomy manner, the disciples present saw that Ying Feiyang had won, and booed, but Ying Feiyang ignored it completely, walked to the crowd and grabbed Zhang Liu, who wanted to hide in the crowd and left: "Brother Zhang, I haven't seen you for a long time, let's talk about the old days." Then he couldn't help but say something, and dragged him to a place where no one was.

Zhang Liu is a child of the family who cherishes his face, and he is unwilling to drag and tear with him in public, and when he is no, he flicks his sleeves and says coldly: "If you have something to say, don't pull and pull." ”

Ying Feiyang swirled his sword, and said with pity: "Brother Zhang, you are really worthy of me!" Zhang Liu snorted and said: "I know what you want to say, after defeating Ren Jiuxiao, we will attack you, even if we are not authentic, we have lost a point in love, but if it is reasonable, the game is not over, we are also opponents, why can't you use the sword, I am not afraid of you if you want to settle the account?"

Ying Feiyang waved his hand and said, "Who told you about this." You said that you are also a child of a family, what you do all day long is not good, you have to learn to chew the root of your tongue like a rural village woman, I have nothing to do with Miao Miao, you talk nonsense like this, you are not afraid of rotten tongue!"

How do you know that Zhang Liu is righteous, and said sternly: "Should Feiyang, if you sit upright, how can there be dirty water that comes from plain water, this matter is what I have seen with my own eyes, should Feiyang do it, I can't say it? I also have good words to advise, don't learn from those crazy bees and butterflies, but dare not admit it, it is despicable!"

Ying Feiyang held his forehead and said bitterly: "That's it, I can't tell you clearly, by the way, why do you have time to watch me compete today, don't you want to participate?"

Zhang Liu was stunned and said: "Knowingly, you think that everyone can pass the test like you, but I have been eliminated." Ying Feiyang broke through the test wholeheartedly yesterday, but he forgot to care about the battle situation of other people, and asked curiously at this time: "What about other people?"

"Miao Miao was also eliminated, Ming Ye and my teacher ...... and Xing Fei advanced to the next round, Baihutai should compete with Xing Fei next, if he can win this game, he should compete with you next time.

"Oh......" Ying Feiyang dragged his long cavity, tapped his palm with the scabbard, and showed a malicious smile, Zhang Liu looked at a cold and said, "What else do you have to do, if it's okay, I'm going to see Xing Fei and his competition." ”

"It's okay, let's go, let's go together. Saying that, Ying Feiyang hooked Zhang Liu's shoulder, and walked back to Wujianping like two good brothers.

Then, Ying Feiyang was like a rally, the four rings took turns, first saw Xing Fei and a disciple in front of the palace fight for 800 rounds, and finally won by virtue of the physical advantage, after Fang was judged by the disciple to announce the victory, he fell softly on the field.

Then I walked to the Vermilion Bird Terrace, the Vermilion Bird Terrace was surrounded by male disciples, and from the gap in the crowd, Xie Lingyan and another female disciple with the same beautiful appearance could be seen beckoning, and every move of the two graceful girls caused the strange screams of the idle people in the audience. In the final match, the woman in the final match consciously won under Xie Lingyan's light and elegant swordsmanship, and had no hope of abandoning the sword and admitting defeat, and in the whistle of the crowd, she fled and left the ring, Xie Lingyan made a square gesture generously, and when her beautiful eyes swept to Ying Feiyang in the crowd, she suddenly felt a chill and turned away.

"This little girl, I provoked her and showed me a look. Ying Feiyang muttered, wanting to go to Xie Lingyan to explain clearly, but he was squeezed away by the crowd.

was squeezed all the way to Qinglong Terrace by the crowd, just in time for Ming Ye's competition, compared with Xie Lingyan's game, the attention of this time was simply pitiful, there were few spectators in front of the stage, and Ming Ye and his opponent could only be regarded as decent, and there was nothing brilliant about it, although he won in the end, he didn't even have a round of applause, so he should give him a thumbs up, Ming Ye nodded in response, and left the scene silently.

I didn't see Ren Jiuxiao, but everyone's comments about him came into their ears from time to time, and after listening to others' descriptions, I realized that he competed before Ying Feiyang, and ended the battle with only one blow.

Ying Feiyang looked at it for a day, it was indeed an eye-opener, although the swordsmanship of the disciples may not be higher than him, but they all have merits, and the swordsmanship vividly deduced is far from being covered by the rigid sword spectrum. After looking at it for a day, I felt that I benefited a lot.

When the schedule for tomorrow was announced, the opponent was really Xing Fei, "It's really a grievance, a revenge!" Ying Feiyang tapped the hilt of his sword and said softly. Ying Feiyang is not a person with a narrow temperament, but he is by no means temperless, although he and Xing Fei are just some small grievances, but since they are right, let's knock him down by the way.

Thinking about it, I can't help but look forward to tomorrow's game......

ps: Thank you for the support of the two brothers ZZQAS and Liao Yufeng, I feel that my level is not enough recently, and I am always apprehensive, if you have any opinions, please feel free to spray boldly.