"With your current ability, I'm afraid you won't be able to win against that Xia Qiong. Master Wanjian suddenly appeared behind Xia Qian, who had been pondering for a long time, and bluntly stated the truth.

All the sixteen knockout matches ended this afternoon, and the sixteen people who advanced included Xia Qiong and Xia Qian, and Xia Yu was naturally not listed. Xia Qian's luck was good, he met a slightly weaker and was afraid of Xia Shi's previous experience, and he was always timid when he made a move, and he was solved by Xia Qian. As a result, Xia Qian became the fastest winner to solve his opponent in the sixteen knockout matches. He naturally designated Xia Qiong as the opponent for the next game.

Xia Qian seemed unusually calm, without his usual skin.

"That's right. He replied lightly, looking at the stars flickering in the sky, "However, strength is not directly related to winning or losing the game. He turned his head to look at Master Ten Thousand Swords, and there seemed to be a residual starlight in his eyes.

Master Wanjian's lips under his white beard curled, and he laughed: "Hahaha, that's not wrong at all. Do you have an idea, or do you decide to use the tactics I taught you?"

Xia Qian suddenly turned around and bowed deeply to him. "I'm sorry, teacher. Master Ten Thousand Swords was so shocked that he couldn't help but want to take a step back. "What, all of a sudden. ”

Xia Qian got up and said, "Although I haven't read any books, I also know that if you receive the teacher's favor, you must inherit his mantle." But to be honest, the apprentice didn't like the teacher's trick to kill himself. The apprentice believes that no matter what the opponent's identity is or what the purpose is, the fighting spirit in their eyes is their determination and faith. The disciples want to respect their faith. With that, he bowed again and turned to leave.

Master Wanjian stared at him motionless with a pair of clear eyes, his lips slightly opened, and he didn't close them for a long time. He scolded lightly: "This bastard still dares to say that I am not, but he is a little like that serious person." Thinking of the people who rescued in my memory, I can't help but be speechless.

"Stinky boy. Master Ten Thousand Swords shouted at his back, which had not yet gone far. "Don't pretend to be serious, it's disgusting. ”

Xia Qian turned around when he heard the sound and grimaced at him.

Master Wanjian pulled down his eyelids and grimaced at him. The two of them actually played on the lake bridge in the middle of the night!

Xia Qian looked at Shi Chen and couldn't waste any more time with him, so he asked to resign and leave. Master Wanjian bent his right index finger and ring finger at him. Xia Qian also responded.

This night, he went to Xia Lin's bed to look for him, when Xia Lin was resting on the couch, and before he could be annoyed by the uninvited guests who broke into the door, he was blocked.

"Xia Lin, I have something to look for you. Xia Qian panted and lit the night light by himself, which was bright all night.

It wasn't until dawn that Xia Qian put down the pen in his hand, hastily put away the drawings on the ground, and was worried that there was nowhere to deal with it, just when Xia Lin was sleeping soundly on the side, he covered the drawings with a thin quilt for him, in order to prevent the wind from blowing and pressed two pieces of paperweight, and he left with peace of mind when everything was settled, and stepped into the morning light outside the door.

Towards the end of the drums, he was late. Xia Qiong was already waiting on the stage, his expression was cold, obviously he didn't take this freshman who had just entered the school in his eyes, besides, Xia Qian walked all the way here, and the opponents he met were all weak chickens who couldn't get on the stage.

Xia Qian has never met an opponent along the way, and his archery results in the first level are also eye-catching, but he is a freshman who has only been enrolled for one month and is no better than Xia Qiong's eight years of cultivation in Yumen.

In fact, now that the personnel of the Xia Family's Yumen are in decline, the remaining more than 200 students have uneven strength. Among them, Xia Qiong's ability is quite strong, and it is a difficult mountain to cross. Not only Xia Qian, but all the examiners and the audience are very clear. None of the remaining contestants were his opponents. If Xia Qian doesn't win against him this time, he will be at the top of the list.

On the viewing platform on the left sat Jiuxiaozi and Yuegu. Jiuxiaozi has always had a loving attitude towards him, and he looks amiable. Yuegu has always been cold, although the Ren family has not had much contact with her after her visit, and she no longer agitates to say that she wants to take revenge. But her alienated gaze still lingered with worry and distrust of Xia Qian.

To put it bluntly, she still doesn't look down on his former ninth-rate identity.

Xia Qian stood in the ring, attracting attention, and Xia Lang's eyes also hit him from time to time, with a little coldness. It wasn't just a match, it was his first stop in Yumen.

The drums beat and the atmosphere fell silent. There were some changes in the ring, a Taiji diagram covered the entire ring, and Xia Qian and Xia Qiong stood on two points of yin and yang, one white and one black. Behind the two of them rose a brass mirror of the same height as a square person, facing each other.

Xia Qian was confused and didn't understand the intention of setting up these two mirrors. Before he could draw his sword, Xia Qiong on the opposite side had already swung out a sword, and a straight and fierce white sword qi rushed straight forward, like a whistling mountain wind. Xia Qian leaned over and dodged lightly, he looked at Xia Qiong opposite him proudly, and Xia Qiong threw a pitiful look at him.

"Uh-ha!" Suddenly, Xia Qian stumbled forward, a hole was cracked on his back shoulder, and the cold sword qi penetrated into his wound.

Xia Qian turned to look at the bronze mirror, which stood there quietly, not moving.

He was full of suspicion, in the face of Xia Qiong's attack with another sword qi, he still dodged, and in the same way, another sword mark appeared on his back, and it was more powerful than the previous blow.

The wound on his back hurt his scalp and his scalp was numb, and he faced the strange thing that suddenly hit his back with the sword qi that disappeared one after another. Xia Qian knew in his heart that it must be related to these two bronze mirrors. So after dodging Xia Qiong's sword aura again, he jumped out of that white spot and turned to look at the bronze mirror behind him.

Those few sword qi were not absorbed by the bronze mirror, but were reflected by the mirror! No wonder all the sword qi he dodged hit his back.

"This mirror can actually reflect the void thing!" Xia Qian exclaimed.

"Looks like you've finally found out. Xia Qiong's figure quickly approached, followed by the sword power that broke through the wind.

Xia Qiong's sword speed is so fast and the distance is so close, Xia Qian can't avoid it.

The tip of the sword stabbed straight into the back of Xia Gan's neck. The people in the spectator seat couldn't help but hold their breath, especially the nine clouds on the viewing platform overlooking the whole stadium, and they were even more nervous.

Xia Qiong smiled: "A mere freshman dares to run rampant in front of me?"

Xia Qian tilted his head slightly, glanced at him lightly, and raised his eyebrows slightly.

With a "bang", it disappeared in front of everyone's eyes, and quickly appeared on the other side of the ring. When the long hair fell, he landed steadily on the stage, and there was a golden array under his feet!

Xia Qian looked at his hands in surprise and touched his legs. He looked back at Xia Qiong in the distance, and said happily: "If I had this ability when I was a thief in the past, I would have made a fortune a long time ago." ”

Xia Qiong's smile froze on her face.

"Flash Formation?!A freshman who has just entered the school can even use the formation. The disciples of the Heavenly Array Hall suddenly felt that they didn't seem to be competitive if they didn't learn swordsmanship.

Xia Qiong didn't say much, but also made a move to dodge the formation, and appeared in front of Xia Qian's eyes in the air, slashing at him. Xia Qian immediately took his sword to block it. The two swords intersected, and they competed. Xia Qiong took out her left hand and quietly stretched out to the pulse of Xia Qian's neck. Xia Qian suddenly felt a cold chill in his neck, and immediately tilted his head to dodge, and took advantage of the situation to draw his sword and distance himself from him.

He touched his neck presciently, and the sense of danger that had just struck remained on his pulse, and he was suddenly hurting right now. A strange feeling rose in his heart, and he always felt that the trick Xia Qiong used was similar to the ghost finger that Master Ten Thousand Swords had taught him.

Does that mean that he can too.

He tried to swing his sword qi, just like Xia Qiong before. Sure enough, Xia Qiong dodged, and the mirror also reflected the sword qi he emitted, but Xia Qiong had already taken precautions and teleported to the other side with the dodge array. However, what he didn't expect was that Xia Qian was waiting for him there early in the morning. I saw him stretch out two fingers of his left hand and touch Xia Qiong's neck. Xia Qiong immediately flashed away from the flash array again.

His heart was beating fast, he looked back at Xia Gan's back, his heart trembled, Xia Gan's hand hit his neck quickly, he hurriedly dodged again, and used the virtual sword technique with his hand, facing the bronze mirror closest to him, and waved away the eight sword shadows. The eight sword shadows were immediately ejected, and they rushed straight towards Xia Qian between the two bronze mirrors, Xia Qian retreated backwards and successfully dodged. The eight sword shadows shot towards the other bronze mirror directly opposite, and were bounced off by the opposite bronze mirror, forming a circle, turning into an insurmountable gap between the two.

Xia Qiong stopped and had time to think about him, he didn't know if Xia Qian was deliberately imitating or trying to confuse him, but the two fingers he stretched out really didn't look like a bluff.

Could it be that he also has a pulse?

The sword shadow flow didn't last long, and as soon as it weakened, Xia Qian had already appeared on Xia Qiong's side and rushed towards him. Xia Qiong raised his sword in response and also rushed towards him. Just as the two swords were about to meet, Xia Qian replaced the sword in his right hand with his left hand, clasped the index finger with the thumb of his right hand, filled the index finger with spiritual power, and flicked it lightly at the tip of the long sword that broke through.

With a bang, the long sword broke away from Xia Qiong's hand and flew into the sky.

Xia Qian smiled: "I'm sorry, I'm a freshman." I don't know too much swordsmanship, please forgive me. He said this on the surface of humility, but in fact he said, I don't know how to use swordsmanship, and I won't let you use it.

Xia Qian's outstretched right finger did not retract, and went straight towards Xia Qiong's eyebrows.

Xia Qiong only felt a chill in his eyebrows, and there was a burning pain under the cold, obviously his fingers were still some distance, but the pain was already so obvious.

Xia Qian slowly opened his five fingers, and the shadows covering his palms seemed to be able to drown everything.

Xia Qiong was stunned for a moment, but quickly came back to her senses and fled, while Xia Qian immediately dodged to chase after her. The two of them chased after me on the field, quickly disappeared and appeared quickly, if it weren't for the fact that the two of them were dressed differently, they couldn't see who was who.

Xia Qiong's physical strength was gradually depleted, but Xia Qian's momentum became more and more violent, and his speed of catching up became faster and faster, with almost no break.

Xia Qian became more and more comfortable using the dodge array, and he was about to take advantage of the victory to pursue, but he was suddenly firmly grounded on the ground. He looked down and saw that the formation under his feet was not his dodge formation, but a formation he didn't recognize.

Xia Qiong stopped in front of him, panting slightly, and raised her fingers and walked towards him.

"What is this?" Xia Qian asked.

Xia Qiong replied: "One of the forty-nine great arrays of the Dao Law, the Guiliu Array. After finishing speaking, more than 20 formations appeared on the ground, all of which were the locations where the flash formation appeared when Xia Qiong dodged before.

He continued, "I had already used the Rehoming Array before I used the Dodge Array, and as long as you stepped on one of the formations I left behind, you would be firmly trapped like you are now. What are you going to do now, freshman?"

After speaking, his dangerous right index finger was already towards Xia Qian.