The blue flame sword slashed, but Chen Xiaomo's figure disappeared in the air like an afterimage, and then appeared closer to Xue Ba.

"What a speed!" Xue Ba exclaimed.

Chen Xiaomo arrived in a blink of an eye, and the red leaves rushed out and stabbed at Xue Ba's temple.

Xue Ba turned his head to the left side, dodging the red leaves, but Chen Xiaomo's speed was faster, and he saw him jump into the air, fly up, and hit Xue Ba in the chest.

Xue Ba used his strength to retreat, but Chen Xiaomo's body stopped in mid-air but did not fall, and kicked Xue Ba with a move of "chasing mandarin duck legs". Xue Ba didn't have time to dodge, and was kicked several times by Chen Xiaomo in the chest, and he had no power to fight back.

In mid-air, Chen Xiaomo slammed the red leaves into the ground, then put his hands together, wrapped them into fists, his body rotated in the air, and his fist slammed down on Xue Ba's chin.

Xue Ba snorted, his body flew backwards, and then fell heavily to the bottom of the stage.

Several disciples of Ling Yunfeng hurriedly ran over to help Xue Ba up, and one disciple asked, "Senior Brother Xue, are you okay?"

"Well, it's okay, I just accidentally stepped on the air and fell out of the ring. Otherwise, with that kid, how could he be my opponent!" Xue Ba said without blushing and heartbeat.

The white-bearded old man on the side glanced at Xue Ba with disdain, and then moved his gaze to Chen Xiaomo's body, his eyes full of surprise and incomprehension, and a little appreciation.

Wen Shaojie hurriedly ran into the ring, patted Chen Xiaomo's shoulder and said, "Boy, I didn't expect you to be not high, but your skills are so good, you have time to teach me!"

"Shaojie, look at what you said, how can my three-legged cat kung fu be your opponent!" Chen Xiaomo said embarrassedly.

"Your tricks just now are super handsome!" Wen Shaojie exclaimed.

Chen Xiaomo and Wen Shaojie returned together, and happened to pass by the ring where the white sickle was competing, only to see that the ring was also full of fire, and the white sickle was flying in the air with a blazing cloud hook, constantly emitting powerful Taoist techniques.

But his opponent, a middle-aged man with a slightly chubby body, only raised a wind shield beside him, and bounced off all of Bai Sickle's attacks, and finally ended the competition with a move "Wind Claw" when White Sickle collapsed.

"It's really worthy of the Tianshan Sect's 'absolute defense'!" Wen Shaojie muttered.

Chen Xiaomo dragged his tired body back to the room, and saw that Master Lin Shitong was sitting on a chair, and a group of disciples from Juyan Peak had gathered on both sides.

Seeing Chen Xiaomo coming in, Lin Xiaodie hurriedly asked, "Xiaomo, how is it, you're not injured, are you?"

"I'm ......" Before Chen Xiaomo finished speaking, Lin Xiaodie interrupted him, "Xiaomo, don't be discouraged, if you lose, you will lose, and there will be a chance next time." ”

Chen Xiaomo couldn't hold back the excitement in his heart and said, "Senior sister, I ...... it"

"It's okay, my dad and I won't blame you, don't take it to heart!" Lin Xiaodie comforted.

"No, senior sister, I won!" Chen Xiaomo finally said the words that had been held in his heart for a long time.

Lin Xiaodie was surprised, "What did you just say?"

"I said, I'll win!" Chen Xiaomo said loudly, word by word.

"Dad, Xiaomo won, Xiaomo won!" Lin Xiaodie happily reported to Lin Shitong.

Lin Shitong raised his head and looked at Chen Xiaomo, looking at the familiar and unfamiliar disciple in front of him, his face showed a complicated look.

Tian Guangguang asked curiously, "If I'm not mistaken, your opponent should be Xue Ba of Lingyun Peak, his Dao method is at least above the seventh layer of Lingyun Flame Mantra, how exactly did you win?"

"I ......" Chen Xiaomo wanted to say that he suddenly broke out, his movements and strength increased several times, and then defeated Xue Ba in one fell swoop, but when he said this, who would believe it?

"Senior Brother Xue saw that my Dao method was too low and he couldn't bear to hurt me with his sword qi, so he proposed to only test his swordsmanship, but he accidentally stepped on the air, fell off the stage, and then ......" Chen Xiaomo said in a slurred voice.

"And then you won?" Tian Guangguang asked.

Chen Xiaomo nodded and said, "Hmm!"

Liu Dashan was also surprised and asked, "What you said is all the truth?"

"Of course, don't believe it!" Chen Xiaomo said, took out a palm-sized wooden plaque from his arms, and then raised it to Liu Dashan and said, "Senior brother, this is a token that only disciples who advance to the fourth round will have. ”

Liu Dashan took the wooden sign and looked at it, and then shouted: "Stinky boy, you really have you!"

Chen Xiaomo smiled embarrassedly, but Tian Guangguang next to him looked reluctant, "It's not fair, it's not fair! I won the game after more than half an hour of bloody battles, how could I advance to the fourth round so easily like this kid." There are also the first two rounds of competition, and this kid passed without much competition, why don't I have such good luck!"

After Tian Guangguang finished speaking, he was hit on the head, he turned his head to see that it was Liu Dashan who beat him, "Sixth, Xiaomo won the competition, that's a good thing, but you are crying here like mourning, I think you won't be able to win the next round of the competition!"

"Senior brother, why can't you even understand my hardships, I ......" Before Tian Guangguang finished speaking, Bai Yao interrupted him, "Sixth Senior Brother, it's better for you to be careful in the next round of competition, your opponent is the Tang Long who is known as 'absolute defense', but today he beat me to the ground, no matter how I attack, I can't break through his defense!"

Lin Shitong said slowly: "Well, Sixth Brother, you really have to be careful, if you only talk about the cultivation of the Lingyun Wind Mantra, I'm afraid that there are not many people in the Tianshan Sect who are the opponents of that Tang Long." Then, he looked at Chen Xiaomo, "Xiaomo, you can win, it's very good!"

This is the first time that the master has praised himself, although the words are very simple, Chen Xiaomo's heart is still happy, and he secretly said in his heart: "Master, I will definitely work hard, I will definitely become stronger than Bai Yao, stronger than Wu Huaicheng!"

Without Chen Xiaomo's competition tomorrow, he could have had a good night's sleep, but the strange thing in the daytime competition still made him unable to figure it out.

Why did he suddenly become stronger, why did his speed and strength increase several times compared to before, why did he still be safe and sound after being hit hard? This series of questions has been haunting his mind for a long time.

When he was hit in the chest by Xue Ba at that time, Chen Xiaomo really felt very painful, and even had a feeling that he couldn't get up again.

But it didn't take long for the pain in his body to fade away, and instead, he felt lighter than ever, more skillful than ever in using Momiji, and full of strength.

Moreover, he vaguely felt that the pain in his chest injury today was familiar, as if it was the same as the pain when he was injured by the white sickle three years ago, as if even the injured part was so similar.

Is this Chen Xiaomo's delusion, or is there another mystery?

Chen Xiaomo was puzzled, but he felt that it was so easy to absorb the spiritual energy between heaven and earth now, refine it into his true qi, and then put the true qi into the sea of qi, and it was no longer as difficult as in the past.

Anyway, he couldn't sleep, so he simply sat up and began to practice.

Through today's battle, Chen Xiaomo had already integrated the first and second layers of the Lingyun Wind Mantra, and it was no longer difficult to inhale, refine and return to Qi, so he began to cultivate the third layer of the Lingyun Wind Mantra.

Listen to the sound and observe the reason, identify the appearance and distinguish the color. Yi Ji Jiayou, reluctant to plant. Save on ridicule, and increase resistance to the extreme. Humiliation is close to shame, Lin Gao is lucky. The two sparse see the opportunity, and the group is forced. Soju is idle, silent and lonely. Seek the ancient theories, scatter the worries. Xin played tired, Qi Xie cheerfully. Chen Gen is compromised, and the fallen leaves are shaky. The wandering bird is alone, and the sky is in the sky.

Chen Xiaomo's heart silently recited the third-layer law decision, and at the same time, the true qi in his body came out from the sea of qi and flowed all over his body.

The third layer is actually the way of luck, which uses true qi to penetrate the whole body, stimulate all meridians of the body, thereby enhancing its bearing capacity, and stimulating the effect of the eight veins of the Qi Sutra, laying a solid foundation for further cultivation in the future.

Somehow, Chen Xiaomo felt that today's cultivation was particularly smooth, if it was according to common sense, the third layer should be much more difficult than the first and second layers, but it only took Chen Xiaomo an hour to use the true qi in his body to circulate for a week.

If according to the cultivation progress of three years ago, it would take at least five years, or longer, for Chen Xiaomo to travel around his luck in one hour, or even longer, but his current performance is really incredible.

Xiao Yu beside him was already in a hurry to see Zhou Gong, and the other brothers were snoring again and again.

Chen Xiaomo shook his head with a smile and continued his cultivation.