"Senior brother, come on, you can't just admit defeat!"

Seeing that Bai Maxiao was pressed by the giant sword, Tang Shanyu stood on the seat excitedly, eager to jump from this high audience.

"Shanyu don't worry, even if Fan'er loses, and the teacher returns one hundred taels on Jin'er, our silver treasury will not lose. ”

"I don't care about those two taels of silver!" I don't know if she was really anxious, or she was infected by the noisy atmosphere around her, at this time her voice was almost roaring, "Seeing them work so hard, all I can do is come on!"

As she spoke, she amplified her voice with her hand and shouted, "Come on!!"

Seeing her working so hard, Nangong Yu was a little touched, but quickly swept away the distracting thoughts.

For them, it is definitely better to stop there than to end up facing the Hanmo Sword Gate, yes, it must be.

Although she was moved by Tang Shanyu, she still persuaded herself repeatedly.

The odds of the Heavenly City Sword Sect are one to one, and after the end, take the one hundred taels of silver earned and the disciples to swim in the mountains and rivers and spend the next few decades safely, isn't it good?

"I think your hundred taels of silver have been wasted. ”

Her brother-in-law has always been very optimistic about Bai Ma Xiao and them, Nangong Yu said unconvinced, "The Heavenly Waterfall Sword is very human, and it is suppressed by it, even if there is a heavenly cultivation, it is helpless." ”

"Hehe, Jin'er may not be an ordinary person, and Fan'er may not be an ordinary person. ”

"I can't see it, Jin'er is already winning. ”

At this time, the two seemed to have exchanged identities, and they were both very optimistic about each other's disciples, but the most fantastic thing was that this was not a politeness between the two.

Tang Shanyu was not surprised by this, after all, both of them had placed heavy bets on each other's disciples to win.

After a while, Ran Tianxing saw some clues and said with a smile, "It seems that you still underestimate Fan'er." ”

Nangong Yu frowned, but seeing that the posture of the two people in the field had not changed, she could see that Ran Jin's hand holding the Heavenly Waterfall Sword was actually trembling.

......

"You ......"

Ran Jin's reaction was just as Bai Ma Xiao expected, and sure enough, the key to the raised Heavenly Waterfall Sword was to have no distractions.

This sword is really a divine object, and it has such a harsh requirement, as if it is conscious, but it finally allows Bai Maxiao to grasp Ran Jin's weakness.

Ran Jin's concentration is not high, which he has seen once in front of the Wuzong Mansion.

"Oh, it's exactly the same as that day, it seems that your kidneys are not good, why don't I recommend you a home remedy?"

Ran Jin's face obviously showed a look of difficulty, and the hand holding the hilt of the sword began to tremble slightly, as if the weight of this Heavenly Waterfall was increasing dramatically.

But this little episode only lasted for a moment, and in a blink of an eye, Ran Jin stopped shaking, calmed down, and said, "Hmph, you carving insect skills, do you really think you can hinder me!"

Has his ploy been seen through?

Moreover, he also underestimated Ran Jin's concentration?

"Heh, what a dirty trick, you think you can ...... it this way"

Before the soul companion finished taunting, Bai Ma Xiao interjected, "Yes, even if you can stand my interference, you can't avoid the distractions in your heart!"

"What did you say?!" Ran Jin looked at him in surprise, "You said I had distracting thoughts in my heart?"

Bai Ma Xiaoyi sneered, "Isn't it? Your master, but I have always looked down on you." ”

This is a gratuitous sentence for onlookers, after all, Bai Maxiao has not known them for a long time, how can he know about the matter between their master and apprentice.

But for Ran Jin, this is indeed a "distracting thought" in his heart.

"Master......"

Sure enough, his hands began to tremble uncontrollably, and for a while, the thousands of distracting thoughts in his heart flowed into his mind like a river flowing into the sea, and he couldn't calm down anymore.

"How did you ......?"

Bai Ma Xiao ignored the Soul Couple's question, and continued as if he was in pursuit, "The sword intent of the Heavenly City Sword Sect is 'meditation', but you, as a senior disciple, have never been able to calm down, your master must be very disappointed, right?"

Ran Jin raised his head suddenly, looked at his trembling hand, and in vain held the left hand holding the Tianpu Sword tightly with his right hand, and the short sword on his right hand also fell to the ground, making a disturbing sound of "Cangchang".

However, this is not something that can be raised with both hands at all, and the sword that was originally used to suppress the enemy is now suppressed by itself as if it were a counterattack.

"I understand you, because I have always disappointed my master, you know, every time she is disappointed in me, she will cry, that is the dear relatives who raised me, she will be disappointed, how sad I am for her?"

Although he was talking about himself, Ran Jin obviously unconsciously substituted himself into his context, the expression on his face gradually became hideous, and beads of sweat gradually oozed from his forehead.

"By the way, your master is a big man, and he definitely won't cry like my master, but he definitely has his own way of expressing it, such as ...... A sigh to you? or...... A glance at you?"

These obviously also poked Ran Jin's sore spots, and I saw that not only did his trembling intensify, but his eyes also began to show a touch of sadness and horror.

I don't know if Bai Ma Xiao made a mistake, what he said made Ran Jin sit down and find the corresponding memory in his mind.

As everyone knows, this is just Bai Ma Xiao's nonsense.

How could he know about the master and apprentice, but he understood the routine of those fortune-telling sticks, and if he said something ambiguous, the listener who had a heart would go to the right seat.

At this time, Bai Maxiao was like a fortune teller, telling the things that are common in life, but which Ran Jin is particularly concerned about, one by one, and this Ran Jin was really fooled.

As the distracting thoughts in his heart were awakened, Ran Jin's heart couldn't calm down, and it was like countless voices whispering to him in his mind, and he fell into a situation of almost madness for a while.

"What's wrong with you? Are you really unable to hold the sword? Is what I said true? Are you really, letting your master down so much!"

"Shut up!"

Ran Jin's sudden angry shout interrupted Bai Maxiao's arrogant provocation, but after a while, his expression actually calmed down.

Just as the hilt of the sword was about to be taken off, Ran Jin actually held it back again.

He gradually closed his eyes and let out a deep breath.

"You're right, if I, as a senior disciple, still can't meditate on the sword, then how can I be worthy of being Master's disciple?"

This change made Bai Maxiao not expect that seeing that his Tianpu was about to get rid of it, at this time, he was actually turning around, and he could calm down again at this moment, and get rid of such a powerful distraction, it seems that he still underestimated him.

Bai Ma Xiao looked at Ran Jin, who had returned to the starting point, in a daze, and said nothing.

"Can you really calm down and get rid of all distractions?"

Ran Jin sneered, "That's natural, I did disappoint Master, but I will never allow this kind of thing to happen again!"

After that, Ran Jin pressed the waterfall with his hands, with all his beliefs and ambitions, vowing to crush all the obstacles in front of him.

The victory and defeat were about to be decided in the blink of an eye, and Bai Mashio's strategy did not succeed.

Nie Jianfeng and Jianyin also felt a pang in their hearts, and they reluctantly accepted this reality.

But at the moment when Ran Jin pressed down the sword, one hand held the hilt of his sword.

That hand is none other than Hakumashio!

"Abandon distracting thoughts and calm your mind. The same is true of Junerwu!"

Ran Jin was stunned, could it be ...... He......

In this moment, Bai Ma Xiao took the opportunity to slap Ran Jin in the chest, the giant sword was taken off, and Ran Jin retreated again and again.

Without Ran Jin's control, wouldn't it be more difficult for this sword to move when pressed on his body?

Everyone didn't have time to guess what he wanted to do, but in the next second, Bai Maxiao had already stood up.

The noisy shouts on the field were still there, but the people of the Nangong Sword Sect and the Tiancheng Sword Sect were stunned.

The scene in front of him, no one expected, even Ran Tianxing, who had always been optimistic about Bai Maxiao, was stunned at the moment.

"This kid...... It's a surprise......"

In Ran Jin's incredulous gaze, Bai Ma Xiao raised the Heavenly Waterfall Sword above his head, shrouded in that huge black shadow, like a grim reaper dressed in black.

But on his face, there was a cold and elegant smile.

......

In a corner of the outfield, the girl smiled slightly, "This kid is really extraordinary." ”

The strong man beside him snorted coldly and said, "It's just an arrogant boy, maybe a little talented, but it's not a matter of worry." ”

The girl was unimpressed, and muttered, "He may be our rival." ”

......

In the empty auditorium, the woman in red was still sitting elegantly, the light smoke and mist slowly spit out from her lips, she looked at the man holding the giant sword in the field, and smiled evilly.

......

"Master, the second junior brother is ......"

"It can't be...... How could Fan'er ......?"

In Nangong Yu's stunned eyes, there was a hint of surprise that could not be concealed in the faint loss.

......

"You...... It can't be!"

A guy who had never practiced the Heavenly City Sword Sect's mental method could actually lift the Heavenly Waterfall in just a few minutes! This was a fact that Ran Jin couldn't believe it.

This is still ...... Was Mu Fan once the one who had no talent for martial arts?

"It's just that I have no distractions, I'm a person, and my brain is lacking. Bai Ma Xiao said with a smile, holding the Heavenly Waterfall in his left hand and the Thousand Moon Xuanwu in his right hand, this posture was like that of a Tiancheng disciple who had practiced for many years.

"Dang!", the giant sword smashed into the ring, so heavy that almost everyone on the stage felt trembling under their feet, such a momentum was better than Ran Jin.

"Drink!" Bai Ma Xiao shouted loudly and rushed towards Ran Jin, the giant sword in his hand swept towards Ran Jin.

Ran Jin was suddenly shocked and swung his sword to block.

For the attack of the Heavenly Waterfall Sword, Ran Jin often encountered it when he competed with his fellow sects in the past, and it was not difficult for him to parry it when he could lift the Heavenly Waterfall.

But he ignored one point, there was no disciple in the same sect whose internal strength was better than his, and the white horse in front of him could cultivate his internal strength above him.

The two blades were connected, and the huge power was accompanied by the weight of the Heavenly Waterfall itself, and the short sword in Ran Jin's hand immediately took off his hand, drawing a silver arc in the air.