The martial arts arena of the Guiyun Sword Sect was very lively at this time, and about a few hundred people were gathering here, and the two disciples on the field were competing with each other.

Sect Leader Meng Tianlan and Cheng Jianshan were also present, sitting in the stands watching the battle in the field.

"Cheng senior, the two disciples on the field are all true disciples of the elders of my Guiyun Sword Sect, their qualifications and talents are acceptable, although there must be a big gap with the disciples of the previous sect, but they are also outstanding among my eighth generation disciples, I don't know if the performance of these two people can enter the eyes of the seniors?"

Meng Tianlan's face was full of red light, with one hand on his white beard, with a humble and respectful expression on his face, but there was a trace of pride in his eyes, obviously, the skills of the two disciples on the field made him more satisfied.

Cheng Jianshan's eyes swept over the two people on the field, and he didn't know if he could hum or not, raised his hand and took a sip of the teacup, and then stopped talking.

Meng Tianlan saw that Jianshan reacted like this, and he didn't know that he didn't know that he couldn't see the performance of the two people on the field at all, so he laughed a little embarrassed, and also took a sip of the teacup.

There was a round of applause.

On the field, the two of them decided the winner, and many disciples shouted loudly.

Ji Xiaofan followed the sound to the martial arts arena, and saw many disciples surrounding the martial arts arena, and there were people fighting inside, so he hurriedly walked to the vicinity of the stands and stretched out his head to watch.

Cheng Jianshan sat in the stands and looked boredly at the two new disciples on the field, and in a blink of an eye, he saw Ji Xiaofan, his face moved, and he immediately waved his hand at Ji Xiaofan and beckoned him over.

"Xiaofan, come, come here!"

Ji Xiaofan heard the greeting, and hurriedly walked to the top of the stands and saluted Meng Tianlan and Cheng Jianshan.

"Come, Ji Shaoxia, please come and sit here!"

Meng Tianlan saw Ji Xiaofan coming over, he knew that Ji Xiaofan was a newly accepted disciple of Chengjian Mountain, so he didn't dare to slack off, and greeted him affectionately.

"Sect Master, Brother Xiaofan is young and has a good martial arts cultivation, and when he was in Evian City, he fought with the outer disciple Lei Jia, Lei Jia is not the opponent of Brother Xiaofan at all, and even when the disciple fights with Brother Xiaofan, it is just a draw!"

Yun Fan, who was standing on the side of the stands, saw Xiao Fan coming over, and seized the opportunity to hurriedly walk in front of Meng Tianlan and the others to introduce Ji Xiaofan.

Yun Fan's words came into his ears, Ji Xiaofan frowned slightly, and his words were clearly praising Ji Xiaofan's cultivation for his high level, but it seemed that there was something wrong with it.

"Ao? Ji Shaoxia is so cultivated, I don't know if I can have the eyes to see Shaoxia show off?"

Meng Tianlan smiled and asked Ji Xiaofan with a smile.

As soon as Ji Xiaofan heard this, he hurriedly shook his head, the internal injuries he suffered in the back mountain a few days ago had just healed, and he didn't want to go up to find guilt at this time.

But Yun Fan on the side didn't want Xiaofan to be idle, so he faced Ji Xiaofan and issued an invitation to challenge.

"Brother Xiaofan, we haven't had a good fight that day, and today I will challenge you, I don't know if the little brother dares to fight?

Then Yun Fan turned around and bowed to Meng Tianlan and Cheng Jianshan: "Sect Master, the disciple is willing to go to the stage with Brother Xiaofan to learn and confirm, please show the sect master and Cheng seniors!"

Ji Xiaofan looked at Yun Fan, his eyes began to turn cold, this person had the upper hand when he fought against Xiao Fan in Evian City, that is to say, according to Ji Xiaofan's cultivation at that time, he couldn't beat Yun Fan, and at this time, Yun Fan challenged in front of everyone, which was intended to embarrass Ji Xiaofan.

"Your grandmother has a leg, it's not a good thing to look at this little white face that day, today he is determined that I can't beat him, I want to see the jokes of the master......? You can't let this kid get cheap for nothing. ”

Cheng Jianshan glanced at Yun Fan, a trace of anger flashed in his eyes, he was present that day, and he understood the level of these two people, this kid wanted to show himself in front of his own sect master, this person was so eager for quick success and narrow-minded, he was a little blind that day.

"Xiaofan, are you willing to go down and fight with him?"

Since Cheng Jianshan saw Ji Xiaofan's physique and talent clearly, he seemed to regard him as a disciple of his own sect, and he didn't want him to suffer, and now seeing Yun Fan's behavior, although he didn't like it, it was not good to refuse directly on behalf of Xiaofan, so he had to pretend to ask, if Xiaofan insisted on not wanting to end, he would just push the boat down.

Ji Xiaofan glanced at Yun Fan, clasped his fists with both hands, and saluted Cheng Jianshan and Meng Tianlan: "Sect Master, senior, although my cultivation is low, but since Brother Yun has challenged, even if I know that I am invincible, I will not be weak and retreat, if I shirk it again, won't it seem that I have no manly nature, and I will take it below!"

Ji Xiaofan looked at everyone, and changed his words: "However, such a simple exchange can't help but feel boring, in order to make all the seniors enjoy watching it, I propose that I add a lot of color to Brother Yun's competition?"

"Ao? Interesting, interesting! Cheng senior, what do you think?" Meng Tianlan laughed and turned her head to ask Cheng Jianshan.

Cheng Jianshan looked at Ji Xiaofan, saw that the other party's eyes were firm, without fear, and appreciated it in his heart.

Although he has not been with Ji Xiaofan for a long time, he can also understand that Ji Xiaofan is a smart, knowledgeable child who does not suffer losses, and now seeing Ji Xiaofan say this proposal, he looked at Ji Xiaofan seriously, and his heart moved inexplicably, and he nodded.

"Okay, just according to what Xiaofan said, I don't know what kind of lottery you two are going to play?"

Ji Xiaofan looked at Cheng Jianshan, hehe laughed twice, "Senior, you also know how many or two families are in the lower body, I want to borrow a sword magic weapon from you, it is the one that day, hehe, if you lose, I will find a way to earn better and return it to you in the future!"

Cheng Jianshan heard this, and immediately understood that what Ji Xiaofan was talking about was the flying sword magic weapon of Blood Thirteen, so he snorted: "You bastard guy, this is thinking about the old man's magic weapon, okay, I will make this magic weapon for you today, if you lose, hum, it will not work in the future!"

Cheng Jianshan said, raised his hand, the cold light flashed, and a three-foot flying sword appeared in his hand.

The style of this sword is simple, the sword body is ice blue, and the cold light of the sword body is flickering, which is a rare magic weapon at a glance.

"Hmm, it's a mid-level spirit soldier!"

Meng Tianlan couldn't help but be stunned after seeing this sword clearly, the middle-level spirit soldier was already a very precious spirit treasure, and he was only three or five in the Cloud Sword Sect, and this color head was a bit big.

Ever since Cheng Jianshan revealed this sword, Yun Fan's eyes have been staring at this sword, his heart is excited, his eyes are hot, such a magic weapon is not the same as his high-level mortal soldier.

You must get it! Yun Fan clenched his fists and gritted his teeth secretly.

"Brother Yun, my color head is out, I don't know what kind of color head you can get, well, if it is broken copper and iron, I advise you not to take it out, although I won't say anything, but you have to be embarrassed by the Cloud Sword Sect, hehe!"

Yun Fan looked at Ji Xiaofan, and then at Meng Tianlan.

He knew in his heart that his family background would definitely not be able to take out a middle-level spirit soldier, he was just one of the many true disciples of the Guiyun Sword Sect, although he was also relatively good, but he himself knew that he Yun Fan was not important enough for his own sect master to support him like Cheng Jian Mountain supported Ji Xiaofan, and he began to faintly regret why he jumped out to challenge Ji Xiaofan, but, in the blink of an eye, looking at the flying sword spirit soldier, the idea of getting it had the upper hand again.

"This, this, I can get three lower grade spirit stones and 500 silver coins here!" Yun Fan was a little lacking in confidence when he said these words,

"Senior Brother Yunfan, I will give you two lower grade spirit stones to support you, and bet on you to win!"

There was a disciple of the Guiyun Sword Sect who was good friends with Yun Fan next to him, and when he saw Yun Fan in trouble, he walked over and took out two spirit stones for Yun Fan.

"I also bet on you to win, and I will get a low-grade spirit stone!"

"I'll give out two lower grade spirit stones and three hundred silver coins to bet on Yunfan to win!"

As soon as I saw someone taking the lead to participate, many disciples next to me also came over to place bets.

In the end, Yun Fan and the disciples of the Guiyun Sword Sect placed a bet with twenty-five lower grade spirit stones and three thousand silver coins as the lottery head, but on Ji Xiaofan's side, no one was optimistic about him and bet on him to win.

Ji Xiaofan looked at Cheng Jianshan, and Cheng Jianshan nodded, "These low-grade spirit stones are used to cultivate Yuan Force, plus those silver coins, although you have to suffer, you can barely use them as a challenge!"

"Hahaha, okay, in this case, I and the seniors and the elders will testify for you, you two will go down to the field, the point is over, okay, the venue is cleared, you two go up!"