The next morning, the sun was just dawning.

The southern capital city is lively again, the residual heat of the Qianlong competition has not subsided, and the people of the world are still gathered on both sides of the West Lake to continue to watch the game.

In this competition, the two demons of Ximen Qiuze and Lu Chen came out, and a peak collision shocked everyone and took the limelight, which was really unprecedented and wonderful.

Let the people of the world have enough addiction and leave an indelible impression on everyone.

However, there are still many amazing and extraordinary geniuses in the Eight Great Sects, and their strength is also very strong, and every battle is something that can be talked about in the future.

After all, this is a once-in-a-decade event in the Kyushu Mainland, and it will be another decade to wait for the next opening, so it would be a pity to miss it.

For ordinary people, how many decades are there in life?

After the Huxin Ring was destroyed, Qiu Wenwu, the master of Hongye Zhai, ordered his disciples to build another ring overnight for the genius children of the major sects to compete.

Today's first battle is the Wanmeng poem of the Flower God Palace against Li Mengjun of the Xuanyin Pavilion, which is full of highlights.

Both of them are the pride of the sky, and they also have the exquisite beauty of the country and the people, such a stunning beauty in the world, it is simply the dream goddess of everyone's young children, competing on the same stage, who of the two of them will be superior?

Whichever side wins, the final outcome will be a good one.

At this moment, the two shadows in the ring attracted the attention of countless people.

Li Mengjun was wearing a moon-white robe, with a white veil on his cold and delicate face, he couldn't see his true face clearly, and his silhouette and autumn eyes, looking forward to it, seemed to lose the brilliance of the stars and the moon, which was intoxicating. The slender tall back is even more imaginative. Holding a Stasis sword that exudes a faint chill, it shines with a dreamlike light under the refraction of the sun.

The person standing opposite her is even more dazzling, the graceful figure, the transparent purple gauze flutters in the wind, the white and tender feet shake the crisp bell, making a series of pleasant sounds, the graceful figure stands in the ring, and every move exudes a coquettish charm.

One has an elegant and cold temperament, the other has a charming and moving temperament, just admiring their backs is a kind of enjoyment, not to mention that the two of them have to compete on the same stage together, which makes the people of the world not excited.

"Li Mengjun, I have admired my name for a long time!" Wan Mengshi opened a pair of lilac eyes, blinking softly, as if she could speak, with a strange magic staring at the cold woman not far away, and said in a sweet voice.

Li Mengjun said indifferently: "You are not bad, Wan Mengshi, a genius who has not been born in the Flower God Palace for a hundred years!"

"You say, who of the two of us wins this battle?" Wan Mengshi's mouth curled up a little.

Li Mengjun said: "I don't know, I won't know until I compare, and the answer will naturally be known when the time comes!"

"People say that bright red needs green leaves to store, and a beauty like you must not want to be that green leaf! But you have to come up with some real materials, otherwise, I will be very sad!" Wan Mengshi said with a smile, and in her words, there was a strong sense of mockery.

Li Mengjun said: "The person who should be the foil is naturally not me!"

"I'm very confident!" Wan Mengshi smiled lightly.

Li Mengjun's gaze turned to the east, it was the location of the Liuyun Sword Sect's ship, I don't know why, the person she was thinking about in her heart didn't appear, could this be the end?

"Don't talk nonsense, see the real chapter under your hands!" Li Mengjun turned his head to look at the other party, and his moving silhouette and autumn eyes instantly became a little more sharp.

Although Lu Chen is no longer the Lu Lingfeng of the past, she Li Mengjun is still the arrogant Li Mengjun of the past, and she wants to prove to everyone in the world where her arrogance comes from.

"Hmph, I'm really confident enough, sooner or later I'll crush your pride to pieces!" Wan Mengshi sneered, waved his hand, and the rain began to drift away, enveloping the entire arena.

Like goose feathers and heavy snow, they are sprinkled one after another, and the fragrance is permeated, and the scene instantly becomes extremely magnificent and moving.

Li Mengjun's body moved, and he stabbed at the other party like lightning with his sword, and the dreamlike light instantly shone in the ring!

As soon as the Stasis sword came out, the cold air quickly filled the entire ring, and the blade passed, and countless petals were cut in half, leaving a dream-like sword mark in the air, aiming directly at the opponent's eyebrows.

"A Hundred Flowers and Remnant Dreams!" Wan Mengshi let out a low sigh, her hands slashed through the air, and countless petals swirled around her, like sharp blades, pouring towards Li Mengjun overwhelmingly.

Li Mengjun stepped a little, zigzag and flashed several times, Miaoman's posture was like a butterfly wearing flowers, easily dodging the opponent's attack, and in an instant, he came to the opponent's body, and the Stasis Sword slashed down mercilessly.

brush, a dreamlike sword light lit up, passing through Wan Mengshi's delicate body, but there was not a trace of blood flowing out.

"Giggles.. It's too far away, your sword isn't fast enough!" Wan Mengshi's figure appeared behind him, laughter mixed with sarcasm, and with a flick of his fingers, a poignant red petal flew out, like a flying knife with a chilling killing intent.

Li Mengjun returned to the sword to block, and the petals hit the blade fiercely, like a golden exchange, shattering into a puff of powder, and under the strong force impact, she took two steps back.

"Carving insect skills!" Li Mengjun flashed and appeared on the left side of Wan Mengshi, slashing out several times like lightning.

In the face of Li Mengjun's series of sharp sword moves, Wan Mengshi did not dodge or dodge, a pair of white and tender hands were like playing a piano and caressing the music, with a peculiar rhythm, and struck the blade like lightning.

I only heard a crisp sound of "ding", "ding" and "ding", like a jade plate ball, and it kept bouncing the ice shadow sword away.

Although Wan Mengshi resisted the opponent's fierce sword moves, her hands were eroded by a strange cold air, like thousands of thin needles piercing into the flesh, and the pain was so painful that she didn't dare to continue to fight like this.

Li Mengjun's eyes became colder, constantly flashing his figure, swinging his sword around the other party and splitting out, the misty sword shadow cut the rain into countless pieces, and fell on the ring, frozen by the frost into poignant ice flowers.

The ghostly figure of Wan Mengshi kept flashing in the rain of flowers, and the footsteps swirled, leaving an afterimage in the same place each time.

The people gathered on both sides of the West Lake couldn't help but be amazed when they watched the wonderful scene.

The two stunning women are not only beautiful, but also so wonderful in their fights, they are worthy of being the pride of the young generation in Kyushu.

At this moment, Lu Chen suddenly appeared on the building boat of the Liuyun Sword Sect, carrying a black heavy sword, overlooking the ring in the middle of the lake.

As soon as he appeared, he attracted a huge sensation, and almost everyone cast their eyes on him, and their eyes looked extremely excited.

At this moment, even the wonderful battle between the two stunning people in the ring was ignored by them, as if he was the protagonist today.

There is no way, the current Lu Chen is too dazzling, he is only in his early twenties, and he has already stepped into the innate realm, throughout the ages, this terrifying talent is enough to rank in the top five, and the future potential is even more terrifying, who is not envious and jealous.

This is the realm that many acquired martial artists dream of all their lives, but it is difficult to step into it in their lifetime!

But Lu Chen of the Liuyun Sword Sect did it, he refreshed the history of Kyushu for nearly a thousand years, stood out from countless ordinary martial artists, and became a rising star in the land of Kyushu.

Who would have thought that when he first arrived, he was unknown, but since he defeated Ximen Qiuze yesterday, he suddenly became famous in a fight, and his fame instantly spread all over the land of Kyushu and became the idol of all young people.

In this world, once ordinary people step into the innate world, their status and identity will undergo earth-shaking changes, not to mention geniuses like Lu Chen.

"Lu Chen is here!"

"He's so handsome!"

"Does he still want to participate in the competition?" Looking at Lu Chen, who suddenly appeared, everyone couldn't help but have a question in their hearts.

After all, the Hidden Dragon Contest is not over yet, and according to the regulations, he still has to accept challenges from others.

But the problem is that even arrogant figures such as Ximen Qiuze have been defeated by him, and who else in the younger generation can be his opponent now?

Lu Chen, dressed in a black robe, stood on the edge of the guardrail of the building boat unmoved, his expression was indifferent, and he was not affected by the cheers around him.

"You're here. Murong Ziyun came to his side and said softly.

Lu Chen nodded: "En, come and take a look!"

"How are your injuries?" Murong Ziyun said with concern.

Lu Chen raised his left arm wrapped in the bandage, and said with a light smile: "It's not in the way, just rest for a while." ”

In the battle with Ximen Qiuze yesterday, the opponent's innate cold qi quickly eroded into his left arm, destroying his muscles and bones and flesh and blood tissues, but fortunately, his innate true yuan is a pure yang attribute, which is the opponent's nemesis.

After a night of expulsion and recuperation, the congenital cold that remained in the left arm finally dissipated a lot, and it was only a matter of time before it returned to its original state.

"You are now famous and have shown amazing talent, the people of the Eight Great Sects must be very jealous now, it is really not appropriate to show your face, hurry back and recuperate!" Murong Ziyun said.

Lu Chen pondered for a moment and said: "The Hidden Dragon Competition has come to an end for the time being, my strength has now encountered a bottleneck, and I plan to find a place to cultivate for a while!"

"Is there another breakthrough?" Murong Ziyun's beautiful eyes widened, and he said in surprise.

"How can it be so easy! It's just a feeling, there are many people here, and it's easy to affect the mood!" Lu Chen explained with a smile.

Murong Ziyun said: "Then I'll accompany you!"

"No need, you still have to compete with their geniuses, win glory for the Sword Sect, what are you doing with me?" Lu Chen said indifferently.

Murong Ziyun pondered for a moment, and said helplessly: "Okay, that's the only way!"

"My cultivation this time will be half a year, or two or three months, and when the time comes, you go back and talk to the sect master!" Lu Chen instructed.

"Will it take so long?" Murong Ziyun said worriedly.

"The road of cultivation is a long way to go, and it is not something that can become stronger overnight!" Lu Chen said with a sigh.

Murong Ziyun nodded: "Okay, you go, I'll leave it to me and Elder Shangguan here!"