She has always been obedient, so she naturally nodded obediently and said yes.

The corners of Nan Jin's lips hooked, and his eyes were gentle.

Since that day, the dean announced the start of the selection in the main hall, and the college has been very lively these days like a New Year's celebration.

Of course, it's not the kind of bustle where the world is peaceful and everything is harmonious. It's the excitement of finally having a fight.

Luo Yunmo couldn't understand it, obviously saying to the outside world that people who cultivate the truth cultivate their self-cultivation and cultivate their nature, and they can easily use knives and guns.

But when it comes to such a time, everyone's hormones explode.

The martial arts training ground is full every day.

Even her small courtyard has seen a lot of visitors recently. There are those who want to come through the back door, and there are those who come to compete with her.

Luo Yunmo had no choice but to post a notice.

explained that she was going to work in the Five Dharma Hall and refused to visit.

When it came to the day of Tang Jiu's competition, Luo Yunmo came out of the Five Methods Hall and walked step by step.

Early in the morning, between the clouds and mist, the light of the fighting method could be seen in the distance.

In this fairy-like environment, it is extremely eye-catching.

Luo Yunmo walked slowly towards the selection venue.

The academy has set up four platforms for this selection, which can be used by eight disciples to fight at the same time.

The format uses a knockout system. After the wheel came down, many disciples were brushed down.

Although it was early today, there were already many disciples gathered in the audience.

The crowd was noisy, and from time to time there were a few shouts.

found a chair that no one sat on and sat down, Luo Yunmo paid a spirit stone, took a bag of melon seeds, and clicked and knocked.

Most of the disciples gathered at the bottom of the stage, and there were hardly many people sitting in the seats arranged on the periphery.

This is convenient for the lazy Luo Yunmo.

Anyway, she has good eyesight and can see everywhere she sits.

Except for some disciples who still have classes, most of them will want to come and watch the battle.

Those who participate in the selection want to understand the strength and tricks of their opponents. The strength is not enough, I want to study and learn the fighting skills of the senior brothers and sisters.

Luo Yunmo has not been walking around the outer courtyard recently, and has been nesting in the Five Law Hall.

Today, the selection competition is halfway through.

Luo Yunmo flipped through Lingjian and looked at the posts on the forum.

"Fellow Daoists, the previous Luo Nanfeng competition was simply too powerful. ”

"Obviously, it wasn't obvious before. ”

"Looking at this data, many disciples from the outer courtyard have signed up this year. ”

"So what, isn't the home field still the disciples of the inner courtyard?"

"That's right, those in the outer courtyard don't have the ability to fight when they meet the inner court. ”

"There are still those who have not yet come to the competition. ”

"Alas, it's better to practice more and practice a few more exercises than to be sour here. ”

......

Looking at the posts in the back, it is getting more and more wrong.

Luo Yunmo frowned, and simply turned off Lingjian.

She looked up at the two of them on the bench.

Both are not very old. One was wearing the clothes of a disciple of the outer court, and the other was obviously a disciple of the inner court.

is obviously of the same age, and in the competition of strength cultivation, it seems that the two are comparable.

The disciple of the outer court cultivates magic weapons, but the disciple of the inner court cultivates swords.

On the stage, the spiritual power is entangled, and the brilliance is brilliant.

Fa Xiu attached to the magic weapon and launched an attack, obviously considering that the opponent was a sword cultivator, and did not engage him in close combat.

Sword cultivation seemed to be good at hand-to-hand combat, and the sword qi swept over, shaking the battle platform.

The law cultivator attacks in a row, and the sword cultivator dodges. From time to time, he also swung out sword qi.

There are responsible disciples guarding the battle platform to prevent spiritual attacks from hurting others.

And to the point.

The two had a stalemate. For a while, it was impossible to tell the winner.

The sword cultivator swung his spiritual power, and it was consumed extremely quickly. Dharma cultivation borrows ritual instruments. To a certain extent, if the sword cultivator can't succeed in attacking in a short period of time, it will be very difficult to win later.

Over time.

Sword cultivation is like the end of a strong crossbow, even if the two of them can't tell the difference in the end, as long as the hourglass is over, the time will come.

The two awarded a draw and advanced at the same time. And then compare it with others.

In the eyes of some people, the disciples of this outer court are already in control.

If you get a draw and advance to the next game, then there is a good chance that you will end up staying.

Luo Yunmo looked at the outer courtyard disciple with a happy face, while the inner courtyard disciple was still expressionless.

I can only sigh in my heart.

Only when the hourglass was about to end, that sword cultivator suddenly exerted his strength. With a wave of spiritual power, the spiritual power turned into a long dragon and attacked the disciple who was attached to the magic weapon and ascended in the air.

The disciple didn't notice it for a while, and by the time he reacted, he had been swept to the ground by the spiritual power.

In just an instant, the sword cultivator teleported forward, and the sword was unsheathed and approached his throat.

In a few breaths, the competition ended.

The disciple in charge said loudly: "The disciple of the outer court, Ah Zuo, is against Chen Ji of the Criminal Law Hall, and Chen Ji wins. ”

The disciples who were originally betting that the outer court disciples would win were surprised for a while, and suddenly there was silence.

Luo Yunmo raised his eyebrows, no wonder from the Criminal Law Hall.

Seeing that Fa Xiu hadn't reacted yet, he was stunned in place.

Luo Yunmo didn't say anything, and was thinking about turning around and leaving.

But suddenly I heard the disciple muttering, "Why, why." I'm going to win. ”

Qingxiu's face was full of doubts, and her eyes seemed to be dull.

His opponent put away his spirit sword, his face expressionless.

Waiting for the final salute.

But he didn't think that the disciple rushed directly to Jian Xiu's side, shaking his body, "Why, I will obviously win." How the hell did you beat me. ”

The sword cultivator was expressionless and pushed him away.

The two were tearing on stage.

The disciples in the audience were discussing.

"Hey, what's the matter with that disciple, can't you afford to lose?"

"Why did you tear it up directly on it. ”

Nafa Xiu didn't seem to hear the discussion of the disciples below, and still refused to let go.

His eyes were straight and his voice was muttering.

The more Luo Yunmo looked at it, the more he felt that there seemed to be something wrong with that Fa Xiu, and he was about to step forward to take a closer look at what was going on.

Before the disciple in charge could shout.

Suddenly, a cold voice came again.

"Ah Zuo, let him go. ”

When the Fa Xiu named Ah Zuo heard that voice, he let go of the hand that was pulling the sword cultivator and stood aside in despair.

Luo Yunmo turned around and looked, his eyes half-narrowed.

A handsome man dressed in black walked over.

When Nafa Xiu saw him, it was as if he had seen the backbone of the Lord's heart, his eyes darkened, he lowered his head, and his voice was weak: "Brother Nanfeng, I lost." ”

Luo Nanfeng's eyes were serious, and he didn't look at him, but saluted towards the sword, "Chen Ji Daoyou, I apologize to you on behalf of my junior brother." ”

Luo Nanfeng's courtesy was very solemn, and his waist was slightly bent.

Sword cultivation is generally based on the sword, and his personality is serious and ruthless.

Except for his own sword and Dao, he doesn't care about anything.

Sure enough, for Ah Zuo's unreasonableness and Luo Nanfeng's apology, he just nodded, turned around and left.

Seeing Luo Nanfeng's expressionless face, Ah Zuo didn't dare to say anything more.

Luo Nanfeng led Ah Zuo off the stage and left the battle platform.

Luo Nanfeng walked in front, and Ah Zuo followed him behind.

The two arrived at a remote place on the grounds.

It is surrounded by lush trees, and the leaves of the trees are particularly vibrant in the wind and sunlight.

Luo Nanfeng slowly stopped, turned around and asked, "Are you hurt?"

The young man shook his head, but his face turned red, "Brother, I lost the competition, and I can't go to the initiate meeting with you." ”

The young man's disappointed voice came, but Luo Nanfeng's voice did not have a trace of ups and downs, "Do you know why you lost?"

The young man shook his head again, and was still a little excited: "Obviously, our strength is about the same. I suppressed him again. ”

"As a result..."

"Unexpectedly, people broke your tricks. ”

Luo Nanfeng answered.

The boy's voice lowered again, "Yes." ”

Luo Nanfeng's body was straight, standing there, not saying anything, not being angry.

Next year is not very old, but that kind of momentum is even more terrifying than many powerful monks.

Ah Zuo has been by his side since he was a child and knows his temper.

He must have been angry.

At this time, you must not talk back.

Ah Zuo clenched his fists and lowered his head again.

Luo Nanfeng analyzed: "Your cultivation has made great progress, and you have even won it. ”

"In the end, you lost to Chen Ji, who specializes in swordsmanship. ”

......

"Remember, you can never let up until you win the final victory. ”

Under Luo Nanfeng's analysis, Ah Zuo was convinced. I didn't dare to say anything.

Luo Nanfeng looked at the young man who was being trained in front of him, and his still somewhat immature face was obediently admitting his mistake at this time.

He sighed in the end, "That's it, this failure, you will have a memory." ”

Ah Zuo has been with him for the shortest time, but his talent is rare and good.

In recent years, he has also worked the hardest in cultivation.

There was no opponent in the outer courtyard before.

This defeat can also be a dampening spirit.

Luo Nanfeng felt that this failure was not a bad thing.

After another exhortation.

Luo Nanfeng seemed to have thought of something, "You have to continue to take your medicine." ”

"Later, I'll refine the recipe. ”

Ah Zuo knew that he had lost a little bit of a way this time, and he didn't accept it mentally at that time, and he was a little flustered.

Now, there is no reason not to take medicine.

I can only nod my head again and again.

After the two left the battle platform, only some people talked a few words, but soon another disciple came to compete.

Everyone also started to watch the competition and said no more.

Luo Yunmo saw Luo Nanfeng leave with Ah Zuo, and there was no surprise.

After all, he is also a character who is both good and evil.

There are a few henchmen, and it is normal.

She knew that Luo Nanfeng would definitely be selected this time, maybe it would have been decided a long time ago.

Luo Yunmo thought that in the previous strength test, he was shining brightly, attracting several gentlemen to scramble.

But he still chose to stay in the outer courtyard.

The master is too, and he has a lot of preferential treatment for him.

The current Luo Nanfeng is no longer someone she can hire to help.

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The child is out of breath.

Luo Yunmo thought of this, and he amused himself.