With the shout, Yang Xiaofeng's face tightened, he didn't expect that it would be his turn as soon as he came.

In the front, Jinghua and Sun Jun were wrapped in the momentum of thunder and gave the Spirit Sword Gate a beautiful start, and now they are the people of the Spirit Sword Gate, so the attention is naturally higher.

Wow!

The sound was like a tide, and the audience under the ring was enthusiastic one by one.

At this moment, the representatives standing in the ring, no matter how young or old they are, can't help but feel agitated, and almost want to let out a long howl to express their hearts.

Life in the world, what you ask for and fight for is the glory of this horn!

Make a name for yourself, and shock the Quartet!

It's better to be famous sooner!

When you are dying, your mood is different, and your pursuit is different. Only when he was a teenager, he was in his prime and full of passion, so he could best appreciate the hearty taste.

The audience was full of sensations, and the huge reaction made many people in the sect startled.

Dan Chenzi looked around, looked at the audience who were shouting feverishly, and couldn't help but sigh: "It's better to be a teenager!"

And Jinghua's face was a little unnatural - whether it was Qin Chuan killing his opponent with a sword before, or he and Sun Jun won the victory with a thunderous momentum, he had never enjoyed such a warm cheer and shout, and he inevitably felt a little sour in his heart.

I believe that other representatives have more or less this feeling.

However, Yang Xiaofeng and the others received so much cheers, precisely because their previous performance was too amazing, taking advantage of the right time and place, as well as people.

The game has already begun, but Xiang Shaozhou has no intention of making a move immediately.

Xiang Shaozhou suddenly strode up to Yang Xiaofeng, his eyes burning, as if he was about to melt Yang Xiaofeng at once: "Yang Xiaofeng, your Spirit Sword Sect has won two battles and two victories so far, and when you come to me, it will become two wins and one defeat!"

This move, in the eyes of countless people, was immediately aroused by strong curiosity. The scene quieted down all of a sudden, and they all wanted to hear what Xiang Shaozhou said to Yang Xiaofeng clearly.

Presumably, it will definitely not be a good word.

In the face of the aggressive Xiang Shaozhou, Yang Xiaofeng behaved calmly and did not open his mouth to argue anything, which greatly disappointed the people who pricked up their ears to listen to the excitement. Someone even made a fuss: "It seems that this person named Yang Xiaofeng was frightened by Xiang Shaozhou, and he didn't dare to refute it." ”

"But no, this Yang Xiaofeng is not domineering at all, how can he fight with others?"

"Hehe, if you want to compete with others, you have to have the strength and confidence, this Xiang Shaozhou can be regarded as one of the best figures among the disciples of Tiandumen, this Yang Xiaofeng, I have never heard of it. ”

"You can't say that, as the saying goes, 'losing the battle doesn't lose', if you change me, it will be different!"

"It's definitely different, it is estimated that as soon as people stand in front of you to Shaozhou, you will immediately come out......"

There was a burst of laughter.

The face of the person who was ridiculed by the opposite lips was like a pig's liver, but he was speechless. He is only a mere Qi cultivator, and he is very weak. The person in the ring is not above the middle stage of foundation building, if Xiang Shaozhou comes at him, he may really be incontinent.

Momentum, cultivating into a powerful monk's own momentum, domineering, giving a sense of oppression is not trivial.

Yang Xiaofeng didn't speak, and Xiang Shaozhou's eyes were calm and calm, which made Xiang Shaozhou feel extremely uncomfortable: the other party should be pale and retort with a fierce face, and maybe lower his head and be speechless, what kind of attitude is it now?

Is it light and breezy, or simply not taking your own words into account?

Damn fellows!

"Shh

A loud boo rang out, as if dissatisfied that the two did not erupt into a spark of conflict. Most of them were for Yang Xiaofeng. If he dares to ridicule each other, the scene will not be able to be restrained.

Not to mention that the audience was dissatisfied, Jinghua couldn't stand it anymore, and couldn't help but say indignantly: "Everyone has ridden to their heads and sprinkled them, why don't they say a word?"

"What should I say?"

Dan Chenzi asked Jinghua.

Jinghua was stunned, yes, what should I say?

Talking cruelly with her neck is like a shrew scolding the street, which is meaningless and makes people laugh in vain.

"He is strong by him, the breeze blows on the hills, he is horizontal, and the bright moon shines on the river!"

"Your senior brother's state of mind is much higher than yours. ”

Jinghua was stunned for a moment, and when he heard it at first glance, he felt that there was nothing remarkable about it, but the more he chewed and experienced, the more he felt that it contained profound truths.

It's a pity that the truth, like the moon in the fog, is always separated by a thin layer and cannot be seen thoroughly.

"Look, Xiang Shaozhou is going to make a move. ”

A sharp-eyed audience member in the audience immediately said.

At this time, Yang Xiaofeng and Xiang Shaozhou had already become the focus.

Recalling the confrontation between the two just now, the audience was as high-spirited and excited as if they had been beaten with chicken blood.

Will this be a brutal one-sided slaughter?

And or, the two are evenly matched, and the battle is 300 rounds?

But no matter what happens, it will set off a heated discussion and become a very talkative topic.

Xiang Shaozhou looked at Yang Xiaofeng and laughed: "Yang Xiaofeng, you are unlucky to meet me." I want to see what you are capable of being so arrogant!"

Recalling that Yang Xiaofeng had just turned a blind eye to himself, Xiang Shaozhou couldn't help but be a little annoyed.

Yang Xiaofeng didn't move, and said indifferently: "I'll let you see it." ”

Xiang Shaozhou was furious: "Pretend to be a posture!" The body technique was activated, and the long knife was waved, slashing towards Yang Xiaofeng with a sharp and matchless edge.

What he practiced all his life was the sword technique.

Yang Xiaofeng's eyes narrowed slightly, and the Beichen Sword lightly held it in his hand, stabbing out a seemingly plain straight line.

"What!"

The menacing Xiang Shaozhou was taken aback, and suddenly found himself rushing towards the other party, no matter how fast he was or how ingenious his body was, the last thing he hit would be Yang Xiaofeng's sword tip.

This discovery made him break out in a cold sweat. As a last resort, his body twisted and retreated. However, the unpretentious tip of the sword was always aimed at the center of his eyebrows, dangling vigorously in front of him—he had no choice but to dodge back with all his might.

Burst!

When he was down-to-earth, Xiang Shaozhou suddenly found that he had withdrawn from the ring directly and lost!

The huge scene was suddenly extremely quiet, which seemed very strange.

It's quiet because people don't know how to describe this ring competition.

At the beginning, Xiang Shaozhou was menacing and majestic in all directions, but Yang Xiaofeng on the opposite side only stabbed out a sword, and Xiang Shaozhou seemed to have seen something very terrifying, and was so frightened that he fell backwards one by one-

All the way back to the bottom of the ring.

If there is such a change, I can see that the second monk is confused, and I don't know the details, I think that the two of them on the stage are playing double reeds and making a big show.

The sword that Yang Xiaofeng stabbed out didn't look very fast, because the Beichen Sword looked average, the sword body was dull. In the eyes of the audience, the distance between the tip of the sword and Xiang Shaozhou has reached three feet - for the ever-changing hand-to-hand combat, three feet is indeed a fairly wide distance.

In this case, what is Xiang Shaozhou constantly retreating?

Thinking back to the scene just now, how can the jumping posture feel a little funny in the process of retreating?

Under the ring, Xiang Shaozhou looked up at Yang Xiaofeng above, his face was blue and white for a while, and his heart, like the audience present, didn't know how he quit the ring and lost this competition.

Although I didn't understand, the tip of the sword that had flickered in front of me before always lingered, and under the palpitations, cold sweat like soybeans rolled down.

The referee immediately woke up and announced loudly: "Spirit Sword Sect Yang Xiaofeng wins!"

When Yang Xiaofeng walked to the rest seat, Jinghua Su Xiaoling and the others looked at him with indescribable strangeness.

Yang Xiaofeng was a little embarrassed and said, "It's a piece of cake to build a foundation and cultivate it." ”

Jinghua jumped up suddenly: "It's not just a piece of cake, it's amazing, senior brother, how did you do it?"

Yang Xiaofeng said vaguely: "It's just a sword, everyone can do it." ”

Hearing this, several people almost couldn't help but pounce on him and beat him up.

"Also, senior brother, what happened that day, you still worry us about death, someone has cried for a day and a night. ”

As soon as Jinghua finished speaking, he felt a pain in his waist.

"Didn't you cry?"

"I'm crying, I'm crying, little sister, you can spare me. ”

"Hahaha!"

Everyone laughed in unison.

"It's a long story, and it's hard to describe the twists and turns. ”

Yang Xiaofeng replied ambiguously.

"Anyway, just come back. ”

Dan Chenzi patted Yang Xiaofeng on the shoulder, secretly urged his spiritual power to check up and down, and found that there was nothing unusual, so he calmed down.

After Yang Xiaofeng came back, everyone in the Spirit Sword Sect was talking and laughing.

As for Xiang Shaozhou......

He still didn't seem to have recovered from the defeat in the previous round, and muttered, "Hallucination, it must be an illusion!"

As a result, he lost to an opponent who had not yet shown any strength, and he got out of the ring in disgrace.

Such a result is really unacceptable.

To the south of the ring is the rest area of Tiandumen.

At the top of the place, lined up, there were three powerful figures, but they were the three elders who came to participate in the sect conference on behalf of Tiandumen, Guo Liuzhi, Meng Xing, and Niu Jin.

"What happened to you just now?"

Niu Jin stood up and asked, and the powerful momentum oppressed Xiang Shaozhou and did not dare to speak.

......

"What? You said that Yang Xiaofeng stabbed with a sword, and the tip of the sword swayed in front of you, and you were forced to retreat step by step, until you retreated under the ring?"

Xiang Shaozhou knelt on the ground and said with a wry smile: "Elder Huiyu, that's exactly the case!"

Niu Jin slapped the wooden table: "Ridiculous." ”

Xiang Shaozhou hurriedly said: "Elder Niu, it's true, the disciple doesn't dare to hide anything. ”

Meng Xing, who was on the right hand, suddenly asked leisurely: "Xiang Shaozhou, did you drink before you went into the ring? ”

Xiang Shaozhou is greedy for a cup of good drink, they all know it.

"No, absolutely not. ”

Xiang Shaozhou waved his hand again and again to deny.

Niu Jin glared at him angrily: "Okay, you go and rest." ”

Xiang Shaozhou cautiously asked, "Elder, when can I go back to Tiandu Mountain?"

"More on that later. ”

Hearing this, Xiang Shaozhou didn't wonder.

I thought that I had picked a soft persimmon and made a great achievement at my fingertips, but I would have thought that I was inexplicably forced to get out of the ring directly by a sword, and I lost all face.

This is not only a loss of face, but also a shameless face for the sect.

In this way, the matter of returning to the sect has to wait.