Chapter Twenty-Three: The First Battle of Shirai
"Why don't you take out the wooden sword, are you afraid that others will know that you have not reached the true beginning?" Qiu Mo asked in a deep voice with a puzzled expression.
"It's nothing, it's just that I'm afraid of hurting people. Shirai didn't expect that wrapping the wooden sword would cause such a reaction, because this wooden sword was unusually sharp, and Shirai felt that it was definitely not an ordinary wooden sword, so he had to wrap it.
Qiu Mo listened to Shirai's words, and immediately became extremely angry, * contempt!
A disciple of the Dogen Miracle deserves to speak like this!
After the elders on the side shouted to start, Qiu Mo rushed forward with an arrow step, his expression was angry, as if he was about to kill with a sword!
"Stupid! Qiu Mo, as a disciple of Bermuda Peak, should have won with footwork and surprise, how could he be so reckless!" Some of the disciples and elders who were watching couldn't help but lament for Qiu Mo.
Bai Jing was dressed in a white shirt, and he has stood here since he came to the stage, his clothes fluttering, and his eyes are looking at the front plainly.
Looking at the whole square, it was smooth, clean and dust-free, and it was completely impossible to see that it was the top of the mountain, Bai Jing's eyes jumped slightly, at this moment when Qiu Mo came with a sword, Bai Jing noticed a small tree on the sidelines!
For Qiu Mo, who was about to rush to his eyes, he didn't see it.
The whole square is made of huge stones cut and ground together, and if it grows here, it is tantamount to surviving in the cracks.
Survive in the cracks, probably the longer you live, the more you see.
One is reckless, the other is demented, this is the opinion of people on the sidelines.
Dou'er looked at Shirai, her eyes were also dull, as if she was thinking about Shirai's thoughts, and as if she was looking at the scenery he was looking at.
At the last moment of approaching Shirai, suddenly, Qiu Mo paused, and then disappeared directly in front of Shirai's eyes.
Everyone suddenly woke up, this kid is so cunning!
First, he pretended to be angry, raised his sword and rushed forward, giving people a feeling of anger and disregard, and then suddenly reversed, which caught people off guard, a good plan!
It's a pity that he is facing Shirai.
Unchanged is ever-changing, and ever-changing is constant.
Among the three generations of new disciples, no one saw how Shirai made a move, and no one saw when Shirai made a move.
The white clothes are still fluttering and spotless.
I just saw Qiu Mo lying behind Bai Jing, the wooden sword in his hand had also broken away and flew far away, Qiu Mo looked painful, more unwilling and angry.
Fang knows that it is over.
The sky of Yunshui Mountain is still clear, and the occasional white clouds are particularly graceful.
The small tree under the clouds still doesn't know what's going on outside of it, but just desperately grows on its own.
I'm on the mountain,
I cultivate immortals.
Both cultivating immortals,
What a departure from the world.
......
Bai Jing wanted to go down the mountain to take a look, to see the vast land, to see Granny Li, Uncle Li, and the loess-colored dog.
But if you find Li Guangming first, then you will break through the realm and enter the true beginning, and if you enter the true beginning, you will finally really step into cultivation, and you don't have to lose face when you see the people in the village again.
Shirai thought seriously, not caring at all that Qiu Mo had been helped off the playing field.
"Qingshi Peak, Shirai Katsu!"
The audience was stunned for a while, how could the ending be like this! Shouldn't it be Shirai who was lying on the ground?
This fight is inexplicable, this is the idea of everyone in the audience, and the one just now seems to be Qiu Mo cooperating with Bai Jing to perform a scene.
"Then Shirai can't have used some tricks, right? Otherwise, how could he win so inexplicably?"
"That's right, Qiu Mo, I know, that's the proud disciple of Bermuda Peak, I heard that after this sect trial, the peak of Bermuda Peak will mainly accept Qiu Mo as a personal disciple!"
"It must be that Bai Jing who cheats, otherwise he wouldn't have wrapped the sword!
......
Seeing this, Jun Mo got up and left the stands, and Shirai won, not surprised.
That sword was faster than he was then.
The sword has no wind, but it goes straight to the point, but it is more like the sword of the broken water peak.
At the last moment, in the end, it was a mercy, otherwise maybe Qiu Mo would have to raise it for a while.
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"The last time the junior brother fought with me, he really didn't use all his strength, alas, I'm afraid that my position on the first day of Yunshui Mountain will not be guaranteed. ”
Ziyu stood beside the elder brother, with his hands behind his back and a folding fan pinned to his waist.
"I'm afraid the little junior brother is homesick. The elder brother turned and left the crowd.
"Where is the little junior brother's house?"
"Little junior brother's home, I'm afraid I won't be able to go back. ”
......
Shirai walked out of the crowd, looked at the small tree at the edge of the square, and touched the bean's head, "Let's go, let's go home, I'll cook today." ”
Dou'er didn't like others to touch her head, but for the sake of his win today, she didn't make a sound.
Hearing that Bai Jing was going to cook, the second senior brother who was far away threw away the gentle and silent senior brother.
"Little junior brother, senior brother saw that you defeated Bai Mufeng's proud disciple so chic today, it's hard to guarantee that no other disciples will come to seek revenge, let's let senior brother and I escort you home, haha"
Since tasting Shirai's craftsmanship once, the second senior brother and Shirai have become more intimate.
"Senior brother, let's go together. ”
Fang Li didn't speak, just quickened his pace to keep up.
A group of people, or plain shirts or white skirts.
The sound not far away is enough to attract the attention of those passing by.
Li Guangming was tired from cultivation, so he went to the main peak library to read books.
"Hey, isn't this Li Guangming? Hey! Brother Guangming, have you broken through to the Yuan? Hahaha, I remember that Brother Guangming was such a genius back then, and I was so miserable in the sect trial. ”
"It just so happens that today is another rookie sect trial, why don't we take advantage of this to try again, and try to see who has grown more in the past three years?"
"That's right, you're still the third disciple of the head of the sect, just to see how powerful the head disciple is!"
A group of three people surrounded Li Guangming and spoke provocatively.
"I didn't hurt you back then, you just ate some dust. ”
Li Guangming's expression was gloomy, his clothes were a little shabby, and there were blades of grass written on his sleeves, looking a little depressed, staring at the front tightly, without a trace of expression on his face.
"Ahh
......
Bai Jing looked at Li Guangming, and Li Guangming looked through the three of them and saw Bai Jing.
Bai Jing didn't step forward, just turned around and faced Ziyu: "Second senior brother, there are still two mountain carp at home, help me beat them." ”
The voice was loud, but the three of them, including Li Guangming, were still listening to it, and the three of them were shocked for a while.
That's Senior Brother Qingshi Peak, even more terrifying than Fang Li of Qingshi Peak, what is the relationship between Bai Jing and Li Guangming? How could it be ......?
"Little junior brother, this is not my style, senior brother, in your eyes, senior brother likes to fight like this?"
The three of them looked slightly softened.
Ziyu took out the folding fan from her waist.
The three of them were shocked and fled.