Text Chapter 29 Four Pavilion Competition

The Four Pavilion Martial Arts was held at the Sunset Rock in the West Pavilion.

Sunset Rock is a huge basin surrounded by rocks that rise abruptly and rise into the sky, but the clearing in the middle is sunken, like a circular Colosseum surrounded by boulders.

The disciples of the West Pavilion paid the most attention to combat skills and combat awareness in the Sword Pavilion, which could be seen from the dense traces of sword qi on the edges of those rocks.

In the early morning, the disciples of the Four Pavilions and Eight Peaks gradually poured here, feeling the aura of the sword path left by hundreds of years of battle in the air, and changed color slightly.

The sense of sword qi oppression here turned out to be similar to the aura that permeated the Sword Shrine Mountain, if some young disciples with a shallow realm just resisted this sword pressure, it would take too much strength, let alone fight against others.

Of course, the most important thing in the Four Pavilion Martial Arts is the second-generation disciples who have been practicing for many years and are talented, and the collision of these top forces representing the new generation in the Sword Pavilion is the biggest highlight of this competition.

There are twelve stands lined up on the rocks around Sunset Rock, and the disciples of the four pavilions and eight peaks are seated in turn.

With a majestic bell ringing through the heavens and the earth.

A burly old man appeared out of thin air in the middle stands, with a majestic expression and sharp eyes.

There was an uproar in the crowd.

Li Xuhai, the master of the West Pavilion, actually presided over the meeting in person!

Li Qihai looked around, and everywhere his eyes swept was silent.

A few more rays of light returned.

Shen Mohuang landed in the stands of the South Pavilion, the green silk was slightly blowing, and the elegance was peerless.

Ferris appeared in front of the disciples of the West Pavilion, a red robe rustling and majestic.

The head of the North Pavilion is also a woman, named Yi Shui'er, different from Shen Mohuang's noble fairy temperament, with a sweet face and eccentric spirit.

Everyone subconsciously moved their eyes to the last pavilion.

Compared with the other three pavilions, the East Pavilion is extremely deserted, and there is only one person in the dust.

The matter on Qingluan Peak was already known to the entire Sword Pavilion, and many of them had seen the strangeness of this matter, and even guessed that it was the big man in the Four Pavilions who deliberately targeted Lu Shen.

And many people thought that Lu Shen would make some moves in this four-pavilion competition.

After all, he had completed the Sword Spirit Blood Succession two years ago, and disappeared from the head for two years, so his strength should be greatly improved.

But he didn't show up.

The eyes of countless young disciples were a little disappointed.

But if someone observes carefully, they will find that some of the senior elders of the Sword Pavilion have a much more solemn expression, and even Li Xuhai looks at the dust from time to time.

The reason is simple.

Because in recent years, every time the four pavilions competed, the dust has never been once.

They all know that Dusty is not a person who likes to watch the excitement.

Since he's here, something will naturally happen.

...

The first battle has finally begun.

Jing Chang, who hadn't seen him for a long time, walked out of the North Pavilion and stood in the middle of the clearing.

Many of the young disciples present suddenly realized at this time that Jing Chang Zhenren, who had taught them to practice, was from the North Pavilion.

Immediately afterwards, Han Qiushui jumped up from the stands of Tengyun Peak, fell straight into the field, and said with a smile: "Senior Brother Jingchang, it seems that we are really destined." ”

Jing Chang didn't pay attention, just looked around, as if he was looking for someone.

Han Qiushui said with a smile: "He won't come, the young disciple doesn't know, but Senior Brother Jing Chang should know that the increase in the realm in just over a year is too small and too small, even if he is Lu Shen, he is just asking for hardship." ”

Jing Chang remembered the scene at the foot of Luoyang Peak that day, shook his head and said, "You don't know him, if he knows, he will definitely come." ”

Han Qiushui held the long sword in his hand and said, "It's useless to talk more. ”

Jing Chang said calmly: "Please." ”

....

The ancient sword in the hands of the cold autumn sailor is called Qiushui.

There was a visible cyan sword aura covering the sword body.

Han Qiushui tapped his toes, his body suddenly moved forward, and he waved his hand to count the swords.

A sword qi in the shape of an arc moon came out of the sword.

The roar broke through the air, and the thunder exploded.

Immediately after that, the long sword in Han Qiushui's hand did not stop, the sword body trembled at high speed, and the sword qi in the sky was overwhelming.

Seeing this scene, there were a lot of exclamations around him.

Jing Chang still looked flat in the face of such a powerful attack, and only took a slight step to the left.

Bang.

Dust was everywhere.

On the ground where the sword qi reached, the rocks shattered outward like a spider's web, and exploded violently in an instant.

Jing Chang's figure has appeared dozens of meters away.

Han Qiushui shouted angrily, his hands were sealed at high speed, and the ancient sword Qiushui slashed forward with a cold light.

The autumn water rolled up countless flying sand and stones, and went straight to the other party.

Jing Chang closed his eyes, and the fingers holding the long sword were easily opened.

The next moment, a bizarre scene appeared.

Gu Jian Qiushui suddenly stopped in mid-air and didn't move for half a minute.

Everyone was puzzled, looked back, and then exclaimed again and again.

An ancient sword quietly stopped two inches from the center of the cold autumn water's eyebrows.

It turned out that the winner had been decided.

.....

"No distance... It's already in the middle of nowhere. ”

Zhang Wei of the West Pavilion, as the referee of the conference, was also shocked when he saw this scene in the venue.

Li Huamei said: "This disciple entered the North Pavilion very early, but the realm improvement is not so shocking, I didn't expect to unconsciously go to the forefront of the second generation of disciples, Mo Huang, you have another opponent that needs attention." ”

Shen Mohuang stood aside, Danfeng's eyes blinked slightly, and he couldn't see his emotions.

The first battle ended in such a hurry, making some disciples who couldn't see the name boring, but fortunately, the next few battles were extremely anxious, the sword qi collided, the sword skills competed, and everyone watched the surging blood and was extremely fascinating.

After a few battles, another man stepped into the field.

Seeing this person, whispers rang out all around.

The man is dressed in a blue robe, and a picture of Qingluan is engraved on the back of the shirt, which is very amorous and freehand.

Liu Yi, a disciple of Qingluan Peak, is a disciple of the master of Qingluan Peak.

But more importantly, it was this person who destroyed the ancient sword of lemon paste on Qingluan Peak.

Someone glanced around at the stands, but found that the three people who were making trouble in Qingluan Peak did not come here.

The person who fought against Liu Yi was a young disciple of Hanyang Peak, and there was not the slightest suspense in the eyes of everyone, and it was true, and the winner was determined after only a few breaths.

The disciple was injured and left, but Liu Yi didn't, he turned his head to look at the East Pavilion stand, smiling inexplicably.

If the winner does not quit, it means accepting the challenge of others, or challenging others.

Seeing this scene, everyone unconsciously held their breath, thinking that it was finally going to begin?

"I heard that the Eastern Pavilion Lu Shen's junior brother is a profound kendo cultivator, I don't know if I came this time. ”

Liu Yi said: "If I come, I want to ask Senior Brother Lu for advice, if not... Hehe, that's it. ”

It was surprisingly quiet.

Liu Yi looked calm.

It is not an extremely obvious thing that Lu Shen is here, because the stands are there, and countless people can see it at a glance.

Liu Yi this time is equivalent to slapping his face in public, ruining the ancient sword of Ling Rong, and at this moment, he provoked Lu Shen in public, which is equivalent to slapping him in the face.

It's just that many people wonder why he dares to do this?

Lu Shen is a disciple personally recognized by the head of the Sword Pavilion, and he is also a person from the East Pavilion, where does a little Qingluan Peak disciple get the confidence?

Some disciples who knew the inside story quietly looked at the West Pavilion and hurriedly retracted it after seeing the towering figure, for fear that the other party would discover their thoughts.

Fuchen put his hands behind his back, ignoring it, as if smiling.

North Pavilion Stands.

Jing Chang thought about it and took a step forward.

South Pavilion Stand.

Shen Mohuang frowned, and the long sword behind his back was windless.

Mengyixiao is now her junior uncle, and told her that she likes Lu Shen the most.

More importantly, she remembered that she owed him a favor.

....

It's just that to the end.

Jing Chang's feet didn't step out after all.

Shen Mohuang's sword was not unsheathed.

Because a golden card suddenly floated down from the sky, it turned out to be an invitation.

To be more precise, this is the invitation that Nan Wu sent to the East Pavilion at the beginning.

The clouds above Sunset Rock dissipated, and a small boat slowly descended from the sky.

Everyone looked up suddenly, their faces surprised.

These days, the Heavenly Boat disappeared in the Sword Pavilion, but he didn't expect that it had been parked above the head of the West Pavilion.

A figure jumped from the boat and landed on the ground.

The young man looked at Liu Yi and said calmly: "I heard that you are looking for me." ”