Seeing Liu Chen's momentum like a rainbow, Liu Mo didn't dare to be careless at all, and hurriedly used his vitality to hold his sword in front of him to make a defensive posture.

As soon as Liu Chen arrived in front of him, the long sword in Liu Mo's hand suddenly burst out of a burst of light, with a piercing roar, and the long sword slashed straight towards Liu Chen's shoulder.

You can almost feel the sharpness of the long sword, Liu Chen stepped on the spot suddenly, his body spun in place like a spinning top for a week, and in the ring, there were countless afterimages of Liu Chen, and when he appeared again, people were shocked to find that he had appeared behind Liu Mo, and his hands were pressing on Liu Mo's qi sea position.

It looked a little funny for the two men to hug like this, but no one laughed out loud, and seeing the cold sweat on Liu Mo's cheeks, everyone knew that he was in unprecedented danger.

The majestic vitality forcibly entered Liu Mo's body through his palm, and Liu Mo's meridians were slightly blocked by half a breath, that is, this half breath of kung fu, Liu Chen smiled slightly, hugged Liu Mo's waist, shouted, and suddenly fell behind him.

"Bang!" Ignoring Liu Chen's twisted figure, everyone approached the ring, looking towards the pit that was suddenly exploded, Liu Mo's long sword didn't know where it flew, his face was still ruddy, but there was also a trace of desperate paleness on the ruddy.

For a long time, Liu Mo, who was embedded in the deep pit, spurted out a few mouthfuls of blood intermittently, and then raised his right hand tremblingly, and gave a thumbs up at Liu Chen.

The doctor of the academy quickly stepped up to the stage and carried the seriously injured Liu Mo down, when passing by Liu Chen's side, Liu Mo lay on the stretcher and grabbed Liu Chen's hand, Liu Chen hurriedly squatted down, and put his ear on his mouth, only to hear this young man with a heavy face like a jujube, chuckling in his ear: "Xiao Yi, I know your sword, when I am injured, can you show me?"

Liu Chen smiled and nodded, and patted Liu Mo's hand gently, in his heart, the cold wind of winter quietly went away, and what was left behind was full of spring flowers.

"Wube Liuchen, enter the quarterfinals!"

"Brother Chen!" The little monk squeezed to the front of the stage from a distance, and jumped on Liu Chen's shoulder, and before he could cheer a few words, he lay on Liu Chen's neck and cried silently, from the insults of 10,000 people to the applause everywhere, Liu Chen used his strength to win the respect of everyone.

From Lei City, to Heishuiyuan, from Heishuiyuan, to Hangu Pass, from Hangu Pass, to Sanggan River, the little monk excitedly grabbed Liu Chen's sweaty short inch, Fancheng Ranger will never be defeated!

The nobles of all ethnic groups standing on the high pavilion stood up in unison and applauded Liu Chen and Liu Mo in the ring, originally thinking that some of the young people at the Luming banquet could not show any too good skills, and after Wu Tong in the opening battle, there was no duel that could attract the attention of the nobles.

However, this battle between Liu Chen and Liu Mo opened the eyes of the nobles, although the strength of the two was only the peak of qi refining, but Liu Mo's understanding of the power of swordsmanship even surpassed those who cultivated to a high level, especially Liu Chen, just like Lin Fuzi sighed, Fancheng Ranger was born to fight, and this last fall directly subverted all cultivators' cognition of body law.

Such a wonderful battle will inevitably go down in history, even if today's competition is over, what people keep talking about is the peak duel between the two young swordsmen.

Sitting upstairs in the Wangjiang Building of Huaqing Pond, incense curled in the box near the river, Beigong Fu raised his hand to pull the wind-blown hair behind his ears, got up and pushed open the carved window, and listened to the voices of the people downstairs telling a few hours ago, Liu Chen's amazing hug fell, she suddenly smiled, and her face was full of pride.

"What should he call that fall?"

"I've heard of this kind of play before, and in ancient times, people called it Eighteen Falls!"

"You taught him?"

"No!" Beigong Fu smiled and shook his head, and said lightly: "He learned it himself." ”

Sitting opposite Beigong Fu was none other than the eldest lady of the Champion Hou Mansion, the swan meat that Liu Chen wanted to eat, Xu Yuyao.

Xu Yuyao stared at Beigong Fu for a long time, and then sighed lightly and said: "When I learned the news, I was surprised for a long time, in this huge Chang'an City, I thought that I was no worse than anyone else, and I never thought that I would lose to you." ”

"You didn't lose!" Beigong Fu played with the crystal clear glass wine glass, raised his head with a smile and replied: "If you really pay your feelings, why do you care about winning or losing, the only thing you win or lose is in the ring, under the ring, only ask your heart, regardless of victory or defeat!"

"Huh. Xu Yuyao stood up and poured a glass of southwest specialty grape wine for Beigong Fu, this kind of wine, even in Chang'an, where nobles gathered, is not something that you can drink if you want to.

Beigong Fu stared at the bright red wine juice in the cup, through the glass, she saw Xu Yuyao's face clearly, standing from a woman's point of view, Beigong Fu sighed in his heart that Xu Yuyao's facial features made people unable to find a flaw, and a red dress was worn on her body, which looked extremely enchanting, such a bright red color, not every woman can hold it.

"Grape wine glow-in-the-dark glass, if you want to drink the pipa, urge immediately. Beigong Fu smiled and stared at Xu Yuyao's pretty face, "Miss Yuyao is really atmospheric, it's the first time I've tasted such a beautiful wine." ”

"If you like it, I'll give you more when the time comes!" Xu Yuyao's face was still pale, but he began to hesitate a little in his heart, why did Liu Chen like such an unattractive woman, but it is undeniable that although this Beigong Fu looks ordinary, every move is so graceful and luxurious, that kind of depressing nobility, even Xu Yuyao, who is loved by thousands of people, has to sigh to himself.

"Miss Beigong, have you heard of General Xuanwei?"

"I've heard a little!"

Under the rapid change of mind, Xu Yuyao smiled again and said: "The story of General Xuanwei and Yue Guogong has touched countless talented and beautiful people, but in the end, when he returned from the expedition, he first married Emperor Yuanfu, and it was Emperor Yuanfu who gave birth to an heir for him, Miss Beigong is extraordinarily smart, can you tell my little sister, for Yue Guogong and Emperor Yuanfu, who does General Xuanwei love more?"

"Girl Yuyao, who do you want General Xuanwei to love?"

Beigong Fu hid his face and chuckled, then stood up, walked to Xu Yuyao's side, leaned over to her cheek, and the blown-out skin made her secretly praise, "Liu Chen has you in his heart, otherwise he will not return to Chang'an, there are some things, you will naturally understand after a while, don't worry too much, follow your heart, everything will be fine." ”

After smiling slightly, Beigong Fu turned to leave.

Xu Yuyao sat there thoughtfully, until Beigong Fu's figure disappeared and disappeared outside the private room, her eyes looked out of the window, night had fallen, and there was a cool breeze blowing by the Huaqing pool, and the wind was mixed with the fragrance of catkins. In this vibrant early spring, the outline of Bauhinia Mountain loomed in the setting sun, gradually confusing the girl's autumn-like eyes. (To be continued.) )