Almost as soon as Sima Xiande turned into a purple rainbow, a cold chill suddenly rose from Ni Honglong's sturdy back and soaked into his spinal cord, causing him to immediately stare at his eyes, take half a step sideways with his left foot, instinctively and skillfully turn around and swing his knife, and slash at Sima Xiande's waist who appeared behind him.

This knife is fast and fast, has the potential to ride the wind and waves, and because the waist is the weakness of ordinary people, it adds a bit of ruthlessness - especially at the moment when there is a plaque for recruiting relatives in martial arts. Let's ask, on such a happy day, such a knife that does not go to the red flower on the chest, if you don't want to add a little more vermilion to this big red ring, what will it be?

The autumn wind was whining, and I didn't hear the sound of the iron ring.

Sima Xiande, who had just stood still, was not afraid at all, his eyes quickly drew his sword out of the sheath, raised his head slightly, and was about to erect the sword body in a dashing manner, and stopped in front of the sword. Although in the eyes of the Qimen people, Sima Gongzi's killing skills are really unpassable...... But in the eyes of outsiders who don't know how to swords, his foot cat kung fu with fists and legs can be regarded as a good level in exchange for a few cheers.

But the hideous-looking Ni Honglong obviously didn't have the slightest intention of praising him.

Hearing a sonorous sound, Sima Xiande, who was holding the straight sword, turned into a purple rainbow again, and flew straight behind him, until his feet were half exposed on the edge of the ring, and then he stopped his figure.

Seeing this scene, the vast number of spectators in the audience immediately applauded again, feeling that the son of the Sima family was really agile, and he even dodged this murderous knife with a move of footwork, which was really high, high, high!

However, in this row of cheers, there were still a few people holding swords, still frowning and closing their lips, looking at the scene on the stage with cold eyes - not that they were jealous that this graceful purple-robed boy was too popular and too good, and he was afraid that it would be difficult to compete with him for a while, but in their opinion, the purple rainbow just now was really not very easy.

Wang Manxiu, who was outside the crowd, took a breath, forced his heart to wave, and said in a low voice: "Too ...... It's amazing. ”

Hearing his voice, Zhong Liyan in the white dress turned around lightly, looked up and said curiously: "Mr. Bai, is Sima Gongzi so dexterous?"

saw Bai Yi pursing his lips slightly, and smiled bitterly: "Not really." ”

As he spoke, he turned around, looked at the two black clothes standing like a pine, and said, "Zhang Shan Li Shi, can you see it clearly?"

The two of them were slightly stunned, and immediately clenched their heads and replied, "I can barely see clearly." ”

Wang Manxiu smiled faintly and said, "There is progress." ”

After speaking, he turned back to look at the purple clothes who were standing on the edge of the ring, and explained to the girl next to him while looking: "The footwork of the son of Xiande is indeed good, but at that moment just now, there was not the slightest strange light in his eyes. ”

Zhong Liyan blinked, and after a little fluster, he suddenly opened his lips and let out a 'yah-'. Her beautiful goose egg face suddenly showed surprise, and she said in surprise: "That's, that's not talking about ......."

"Hmm. ”

Wang Manxiu raised his lips and said: "The reason why Sima Xiande flew away is only because he couldn't catch that Ni Daxia's knife at all—if he didn't retreat an inch, I'm afraid that he would have already ......given someone a knife at this time."

Bai Yi was suddenly silent, and quietly glanced at the white skirt beside him out of the corner of his eye, and didn't say the second half of the sentence 'broken in two'.

However, Miss Yan didn't seem to care much. She looked at the thickly clothed man in the ring in surprise, it seemed that it was really hard to believe that he who didn't know Qimen could knock Sima Gongzi out of two feet by brute force alone.

Bai Yi, who felt the same way, smiled slightly, and also looked at the stage with her. As the saying goes, 'one force will drop ten meetings', Wang Manxiu originally thought that this 'one force' refers to Qimen, and this 'ten meetings' refers to all things in the world, but he never thought that in the ring today, Ni Honglong, who dominates the martial arts, also has such a meaning.

Although the sword technique of the martial arts does not have the strength of the Yin family's Qimen, it is not a fantasy to rely on the kung fu of 'human sword integration' and the already good roots, and want to swing a momentum comparable to [Qianjun Jin]...... It's just that in this world where there are already shortcuts to Qimen, I don't want to learn the ready-made [Qianjun Jin], but choose to hone my sword skills for decades, hoping that one day I will succeed in martial arts...... If it weren't for the fact that he was forced to do it because he was desperate, such a firm belief in upholding the right path must be a respectable spirit of unremitting self-improvement.

Maybe this is 'chivalry'.

The 'chivalry' of 'martial arts'.

Thinking of this, Wang Manxiu couldn't help but look up at the blue sky covered with a little white clouds, and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Hey, Xiaosheng is an outsider, what kind of emotion is there here. ’

Seeing him laugh at himself, he shook his head, looked at the purple robe on the stage, which was also a little swaying, and secretly sweated for him in his heart.

"Sima Xiande, Sima Xiande, you have to be more careful now. ’

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