The Wudang sect has such a tradition, every year before the year, the disciples will be organized to conduct a competition to check the Wudang disciples' progress in martial arts in the past year.

However, in the past in Wudang, it was usually each elder who tested the disciples separately, and the disciples with outstanding performance had the opportunity to teach more advanced martial arts, or were favored by the elders, accepted as disciples, and personally instructed.

But this year, for the ordinary disciples of Wudang, it was different.

Every Wudang disciple felt that this year's competition was different, but after the elders tested the disciples separately, the disciples with good performance could participate in the later competitions.

This competition will receive the attention of the entire high-level of Wudang, and the leaders and elders will also come to watch, and the former will be richly rewarded.

The Wudang disciples who received the news discussed it between threes and threes.

Wudang Mountain, Dai Daojin's residence.

Looking at the five people in front of him, Dai Daojin sat on the chair unhurriedly and poured himself a cup of tea.

looked at Dai Daojin's calm appearance.

He Nianshan couldn't help but speak: "Senior Brother Chongxu, I don't know that after this big competition, another martial arts competition was added, and the head of the sect and the elders will also attend, I don't know what the meaning is?"

Dai Daojin looked at it, these five people were Dai Daojin's own people cultivated in Wudang, He Nianshan, Ji Hongxuan, Jiao Wenshi, Ban Weiran and Cleavage Quan.

These five people were all selected by Dai Daojin from among the disciples of Wudang, or they were either highly qualified, or calm-minded, Dai Daojin took these people under his command after checking the backgrounds of several people.

For these five people, Dai Daojin brought them better opportunities, more resources, and rescued them from the low-level disciples, so he was very grateful to this Chongxu Senior Brother.

Dai Daojin glanced at He Nianshan, and secretly said that this guy's temperament still needs to be sharpened, and he glanced at a man with an elegant face and a calm look next to him, and said, "Hongxuan, what do you think?"

Ji Hongxuan thought for a while and said: "Hongxuan received limited information, only saying that the elders can participate in the competition after the disciples are tested in batches, and that the competition is ranked first, and the rewards are generous. But I don't know what the reward is, but the head and the elders will also watch it, and it must be very valued, and the reward will not be bad. ”

For no reason, there was one more martial arts competition, and Hongxuan couldn't guess what the high-level meant. Ji Hongxuan smiled bitterly and shook his head.

Dai Daojin thought for a while and said, "For you, let's get to the bottom of it." ”

"This competition is what I suggested to the coach. ”

Dai Daojin glanced at the five of them, and said meaningfully: "The five of you, in your original position, have stayed for a long time, you can move, but if you move, there must be a reason." ”

When the five of them heard this, they all showed joy on their faces, bowed down one after another, and said gratefully: "Senior brother, thank you for your support." ”

Dai Daojin said: "So this time, you must do your best to get the best possible ranking." ”

The five of them said, "Definitely." ”

Dai Daojin waved his hand, and the five of them bowed and left.

Sitting on the chair, Dai Daojin thought about it, he didn't lie to them just now, Dai Daojin's idea was that since it was a martial arts competition, he simply made it bigger, on the one hand, it would have a greater impact, and he would be able to convince the public more when he became the head of Wudang. On the other hand, as I said earlier, he wanted his subordinates to move again.

As for the real situation of Dai Daojin and Qingxu's competition, there is no need to make a fuss.

......

The cold wind is cold, but the square in front of the golden summit of Wudang Mountain is very lively.

Several temporary martial arts platforms stood in the middle of the field.

Next to the competition platform, there are more than 20 Wudang disciples, these are the Wudang disciples who are going to participate in the competition today, and there are other Wudang disciples standing around.

On the steps, the elders sat on their chairs and looked at the disciples below.

One of the elders stroked his beard and smiled: "This is the future of my Wudang." The elders next to him all nodded.

A disciple came up and arched his hand and said, "Master, it's ready." ”

Shin Xuanzi nodded and said, "Well, let's start." ”

After that, the following more than 20 Wudang disciples drew lots and fought in pairs.

In Dai Daojin's first battle, the opponent he encountered was Lie Xuanzi's apprentice.

Dai Daojin held the long sword in his hand, smiled lightly and said, "Senior Brother Zou, please advise." ”

Zou Huaiyang smiled bitterly and arched his hand: "Senior Brother Chongxu, please be merciful to your subordinates." He really knew that he was not an opponent for impulsion, and he only hoped that he wouldn't lose too ugly.

After speaking, Zou Huaiyang's face was solemn, and he did not delay, drew his sword out of the sheath, and attacked Dai Daojin with a spirit cat and mice.

Dai Daojin didn't draw his sword, stepped on the breeze, gave way sideways, stumbled and pounced, twisted his waist on his right side, and his right palm seemed to be slow and fast, slashing towards Zou Huaiyang's neck.

Zou Huaiyang drew his sword and turned back sideways, slashing at Dai Daojin's right hand.

Dai Daojin rubbed his footsteps, changed his pace, stepped on the Wudang Nine Palaces in a series of steps, his figure was like a shadow, and he came behind Zou Huaiyang in an instant.

Zou Huaiyang was shocked in his heart, and quickly rushed forward, and at the same time, he kicked back fiercely.

Dai Daojin raised his leg to block Zou Huaiyang's feet, and handed the long sword forward with his left hand.

Zou Huaiyang only felt a slight chill on his neck and touched the back of his neck.

Standing still with his sword in his hand, he shook his head and said bitterly: "Thank you, junior brother, for your mercy." Although I thought that I would lose, I didn't expect to lose so quickly, and I couldn't help but feel depressed.

Dai Daojin smiled, arched his hand, and said, "Accept." ”

Zou Huaiyang is Lie Xuanzi's apprentice, Lei Jun's senior brother, Dai Daojin doesn't want to hate the other party, but it doesn't mean that he will be merciful, he wants to be convinced, in addition to maintaining his feelings, he wants to subdue the opponent in terms of strength.

As long as you have the strength, you can't make everyone love you, but you can make everyone afraid of you.

The competition is very fast, and the winner is anxious, not the usual exchange of ideas, so even if everyone is a brother and has some understanding of each other's martial arts, the winner is still decided quickly.

In the end, only four people remained.

Dai Daojin, Lei Jun, Qingxu, Wu He.

Dai Daojin turned his head to look at Wu He, his face was dark, his eyes were resolute, and his face was expressionless, Wu He, this person, was a disciple of an elder, and he also had some contact, but this person had a somewhat cold and hard personality, and he was good at using long knives, Dai Daojin had also tried to contact him, but this guy didn't dump him at all.

Dai Daojin thought of that time when he was in love with the cold buttocks, and couldn't help touching his nose.

muttered: "When I become the sect leader, let you sing conquest." ”

A disciple, holding a bamboo tube in his hand, said with a smile: "Senior brothers, please draw lots." ”

Dai Daojin's opponent this time was Lei Jun.

Lei Jun saw the lottery situation, his expression was a little depressed, he actually wanted to compete with Qingxu or Wu He, and fight with Senior Brother Chongxu, there is a chance at any time, but Qingxu and that cold-faced god are not common opportunities.

Lei Jun and Dai Daojin stood in the ring, and Dai Daojin looked at Lei Jun with a smile.

Lei Jun rolled his eyes, shook a stick, and said loudly: "I admit defeat." ”

The Wudang disciple who acted as the referee was a little stunned, and Dai Daojin was also a little stunned, thinking that Lei Jun would fight with him in a hurry.

The referee turned his head to look at the elders and heads of the stands, and when he saw that no one reacted, he said: "This one, rush to win." ”

On the stage, Lie Xuanzi muttered, "This stinky boy." ”

On the other side, Qingxu and Wu He fought very fiercely, and the sound of swords rang out from time to time. Dai Daojin, who was attracted, also looked over.

Qingxu used the long sword in his hand to block the opponent's long knife, his eyes were cold, and he raised his sword to make footwork, and the long sword slashed through the air, making a whining sound, and slashed towards Wu He,

Wu He had a cold face, expressionless, looking at the other party's long sword, kicked the ring with his right foot, the whole ring seemed to shake slightly, holding the knife with both hands, swinging the knife like a hammer, picking up a semicircle, and slashing towards Qingxu.

Qingxu saw the fierce sword light, and his swordsmanship changed, from fast to slow, but he used the Taiji sword, overcoming rigidity with softness, and the long sword was slightly loosened, put on the blade, and brought it to the left side of the body.

Wu He felt that the knife in his hand seemed to be disobedient, and was taken aside, with both hands, he drew the knife and retreated, but the blade seemed to be stuck in a quagmire.

Qingxu's eyes were cold, and the long sword on the blade of the knife slashed forward along the blade and cut into Wu He's hands holding the knife.

The Wudang disciples in the audience couldn't help but shout.

Wu He looked at the long sword that cut into his hands, this sword was real, I was afraid that his hands would be useless, so he had no choice but to let go of the hilt with both hands and bend back.

Qingxu saw that the opponent abandoned the sword, his eyes lit up, changed his sword moves, changed from slow to fast, bullied forward, the long sword stabbed sharply, and finally, the tip of the long sword stayed in Wu He's chest.

Wu He looked at the tip of the sword and said coldly, "I lost." ”

Qingxu listened, smiled, and stood with his sword.

Turning his head to look at a person in the audience, the smile gradually disappeared, and he looked at that person coldly.