The martial arts arena is under a slope in the northeast corner of Fangjia, on the slope is a forest, the martial arts arena is very open, it is a hundred acres in size, and there is a high platform in the west.

Usually there are not many people here, it is the place where the clan gathers everyone to gather and hold martial arts conferences, and the terrain here is open, and thousands of people in the whole clan can only stand here.

Today, it was a different from the deserted in the past, and many people came, and a noise was heard from afar. The slightly higher place in the middle is the Yanwu platform, and there are many family disciples around, and some of them are still pointing loudly.

Fang Yan came to the front of the martial arts stage, there were hundreds of people here at this time, including many samurai in the congenital period, and more than ten people in the later stage.

Carefully know the dialect of one person in one person, and it is Fang Ye of the patriarch's lineage. Fang Yan is two years younger than him, and he is also in the late stage of this year's advancement, but I heard that it was Uncle Jiu who bought him three Bone Strengthening Pills, so he barely rushed to the late stage, even so, because of the patriarch, the clan hoped that he could advance to the Qi refining period before the sect recruited disciples next year, so that he could join the sect to cultivate, even if it was not the eight major sects, it was stronger than being immortal in the Fang family.

Fang Ye is also practicing Xingyi boxing, but he chose to learn a knife technique, and now he is holding a half-human-high knife in his hand, and the dance of "huhu" is like the wind. His opponent was a late warrior, one was a member of Fang Ye's family, and he shrank back in the fight.

Fang Ye's father, Fang Yuan's cultivation, was not too high, it was slightly better than Fang Tong, he was in the middle stage of Qi refining. He is tactful, good at management, especially good at business, and has a lot of friends from three religions and nine streams, so his cultivation is not high, but he has saved a lot of spirit stones, plus his wife's mother family is the Zhang family of the four major families in Yannan City, which makes him like a fish in water.

This competition was not so much a competition as a performance, and only those people brought by Fang Ye cheered the side. After beating half a pillar of incense, Fang Ye suddenly took a step forward, and the big knife touched the opponent's long sword, and under Fang Ye's continuous chopping and slashing, the opponent's figure was not bad, and he flew off the stage in a few flashes.

"Okay! The third young master is strong in martial arts, and his fight is too exciting. ”

"That is, our young master is the genius of the Fang family. ”

A group of followers gathered around the stage and shouted wildly, Fang Ye rushed down with a smug face and hugged his fist and jumped down lightly. On the side of the stage, Fang Ye's face sank, his genius name was taken away by him, thinking of this, he said to the dialect in a non-yin and non-yang manner: "It turned out to be the seventh brother, I heard that you have advanced to the late stage, it is really gratifying, how about it, do you want to fight with the third brother?"

The dialect is here to improve martial arts, not to fight with others, and besides, he has just started practicing swordsmanship, how can he fight with others? After speaking, Fang Ye was no longer straight, Fang Ye's eyes widened, and after thinking about it, he "hummed" and walked away.

Not long after, another pair of late samurai jumped on the stage, each holding a sword and fighting, a veteran who had been in battle for a long time, fighting with a clear eye, and the dialect couldn't help but look at it carefully, and secretly speculated in his heart.

After this competition, two more samurai competed on the stage, and the autumn hunt was not small, and they both took advantage of this time to improve their combat skills. The feeling of dialects in the audience has benefited a lot.

When I went home for lunch, and went to the martial arts arena in the afternoon, I found that there were two half-grown children who had just entered the congenital competition on the stage, shouting and drinking like playing, and dozens of people in the audience were sparsely pulled, and they were not interested.

Turning around and entering the woods, there were people practicing there not far away, and it turned out that everyone was competing in the morning and practicing their own exercises in the afternoon. This forest is quite quiet, and during this time, it has become a good place for the Fang family's disciples to practice.

Fang Yan found a corner where no one was around, and practiced the Shadowless Sword Technique. This sword trick is to emphasize a fast word, the world's martial arts, only fast is not broken, holding the fine iron sword in his hand, the dialect is practiced faster and faster, and the first style of the sword trick is practiced without saying anything: floating light. After a while, the dialect was sweating profusely, and his movements became slower and slower.

This is the late stage of the dialect that has just advanced, and it has not been skillfully pranayama and mobilized internal force to complete the moves, and now it is just a rough move according to the sword technique, using the strength of the body to complete it, and it has not yet begun to control the internal force, and the sword technique has not yet been introduced.

Recalling the morning competition, Fang Yan tried to use internal force to control the fine iron sword, so he sat under the tree and gestured, and after resting for a while, Fang Yan stood up again and practiced the sword technique tirelessly. When the sun went down, the dialect returned home, and after dinner, he began to study the dark night wind, and he was very busy every day.

After three days like this, Fang Yan, as usual, came to the martial arts arena early. At this time, seven or eight people came not far away, surrounded by two young men in brocade robes, and when they approached, they raised their eyes and looked at Fang Ye.

"Cousin, let me introduce it to you, this is our Fang family's genius dialect, only a month older than you, and it is our Fang family's Shadowless Sword Technique, which is extremely powerful. Fang Ye still said in such a non-yin and non-yang manner.

"In Xia Zhang Meng, you are that dialect, do you dare to compete with me?" Zhang Meng sneered.

"Lao Qi has just advanced, and he has not practiced the Shadowless Sword Technique for a few days, and now is not suitable for competing with outsiders, do you say yes, Fang Ye?" A clan brother from the side branch hurriedly came out to persuade him, if something really happened, he Fang Ye was fine, and his side branch might be treated as a big wrong.

"Zhang Meng is also in the late stage of his entry, and his age is younger than dialects, and besides, he is just learning one or two, and there will be nothing wrong. Clan brother, don't say these frustrating words, you will lose the face of our Fang family. Fang Ye's big hat was buttoned, and everyone was taken by him as the patriarch, who else was willing to speak.

"My brother is full of confidence in me. By the way, how did the third brother know that I was cultivating the Shadowless Sword Technique?" Fang Ye came prepared, and Fang Yan simply asked.

"Well, it doesn't need to be said. ”

"Do you dare to speak dialects, I used this bottle of Guiqi Pill bought with fifty spirit stones as a note, and if you lose, it will be yours, dare to come?" Zhang Mengqi said with squinted eyes.

The dialect was furious when he heard this, and this clay man was also angry. "I'm not as arrogant as Zhang Gongzi, penniless, and I have nothing to bet on. Fang Yan stared at Fang Ye and said word by word.

"I used the sword in my hand as a note, and I think it is worth a few spirit stones. Fang Ye secretly winked at Zhang Meng.

"But Lao Qi only has this weapon, what will you do to test later?" The clan brother's head was numb, and he said in his heart that he would not come today if he knew that there was such a thing.

"You can use it first, and don't blame me if you lose. After that, Zhang Mengwei screamed and jumped on the stage.

"It turns out that this Fang Ye is so intentional, he wants to take advantage of the fact that I have just advanced to the peak of momentum, take my sword and destroy my Dao heart, so that it will be difficult for me to cultivate in the future. Hmph, as the saying goes, hindering people from becoming enlightened is like killing their parents, and today I have written this in my dialect. Fang Yan secretly calmed down, pulled out his sword, and slowly walked to the stage.

It was the first time for Fang Yan to stand on this stage, but I didn't expect it to come to power in such a situation. This martial arts platform is not three feet high, but it is very wide, all of them are paved with thick bluestone, which is convenient for testing martial arts.

"Come on. Fang Yan cocked the tip of his sword slightly and stared at Zhang Meng fiercely.

"Hmph" Zhang Meng sneered, stretched out his hands behind his back and raised them again, with two knives in his hands, his body was forward, and the two knives attacked Fang Yan one by one. Without waiting for Zhang Meng's attack, Fang Yan's body stabbed towards Zhang Meng's left hand with a fine iron sword, the trick of the shadowless sword is to be fast, and the attack must be one step ahead.

Although Zhang Meng is young, he has practiced the inheritance of the Zhang family's knife technique and chasing the soul double knife technique, known for his ruthlessness and fierceness, focusing on the big opening and closing, and the momentum is overwhelming, and the Zhang family is one of the four major families in the southern city, with strong financial resources, and the income of the spirit stone is not comparable to the small Fang family. In cultivating disciples Zhang Jia, he is even more willing to spend spirit stones, like Zhang Meng, a child of the inner clan, has a quantitative supply of pills since he was a child, although he is the same age as the dialect, he can enter the late congenital stage more than a year earlier than the dialect, and the knife technique is even more proficient.

The two of them have only fought for more than a dozen times, and Fang Yan gradually felt struggling, and his internal strength was a little uncontrollable, but that Zhang Meng became more and more courageous, and a knife was as fast as a knife.

"No, it can't go on like this. Fang Yan was well aware of his weakness, and he was secretly anxious in his heart. Zhang Meng attacked more and more fiercely, his eyes were vicious, his face was hideous, his dialect was tired of coping, and his eyes were defeated.

At this moment, Zhang Meng was anxious for a quick victory, and didn't want to let the dialect drag on any longer, so he jumped up suddenly, and the double blades slashed down with unparalleled momentum. Zhang Meng smiled coldly, and then tiptoed, the double knife dance was impermeable, and the mountain wind and tsunami rushed towards the dialect.

"Why are you hiding now?" Zhang Meng laughed out loud as if he was defeated. Ye under the stage was full of red light, the corners of his mouth were curved, and the other people's faces were pale, thinking that they were going to lose this time.

In a hurry, Fang Yan instinctively used the wind in the dark night, and with the sword, it flew out of the shroud of sword light, and suddenly stabbed out a sword from above Zhang Meng's oblique.

"Oops!" Everyone was taken aback, not knowing how to break this trick of the dialect, and counterattacked Zhang Meng.

Zhang Meng was even more drenched in a cold sweat at this time, secretly scolding himself for not being so careless, and secretly frightened by the strange sword of Fang Yan.

Fang Yan suddenly realized in his heart at this moment, the dark night wind could be used like this, and with the move of the Shadowless Sword Technique, it was even more elusive.

Originally, the dialect only practiced a shadowless sword technique, and soon after the fight, the moves were old, Zhang Meng quickly became proficient, and now the swordsmanship seems to have changed little, but the position of the sword has completely changed. And it's not easy to attack the dialect, but when he arrives, he moves lightly, and he can't even cut the corners of his clothes.

Zhang Meng became more and more depressed the more he fought, and secretly scolded Fang Ye in his heart, instigating himself to compete with the dialect, causing him to give away the pill he had just bought, which he had just accumulated! Zhang Meng's heart was dripping blood, his hands were becoming more and more ruthless, and he couldn't take care of the adjustment of his internal force, so he blindly attacked fiercely.

Fang Ye was secretly bitter in the audience, but he didn't expect Fang Yan to be so powerful in the late stage of advancement. The shadowless sword technique is not practiced by Fang Yan alone, but I have never seen anyone practice it so weirdly, and I have never seen that body technique and attack method at all.

"Fang Yan must have secretly practiced a special body method, and when I go back, I'm going to Wenchang Pavilion, what is it?" Fang Ye guessed in an instant, and thought about how to interrupt this competition in his mind.

After thinking for a moment, Fang Ye shouted loudly: "Don't play in dialects, if you try so hard, something will happen, Zhang Meng is a guest of our family!"

"yes, don't fight. A few timid and fearful onlookers also hurriedly agreed.

"Hmm, if you see that things are not harmonious, you will come to this set, but it is a good calculation, hum!" Although Fang Yan is not a perverse person, he is not a person who is obedient, and immediately said unceremoniously: "As long as Brother Zhang admits defeat, I will let it go." ”

Zhang Meng became even more angry when he heard this, and even wondered if Fang Ye had teamed up with them to bully him. The dialect is so difficult, where is what Fang Ye said that he has just advanced to the late stage, and he hasn't even practiced a style of swordsmanship, so he is a food delivery person.

"Show your hands, it's really like I'm delivering food. Zhang Meng was ruthless, and the handle of his left hand was pressed hard, and the blade of the long knife suddenly left the handle, and a thin chain was tied to it.

"Yin and Yang Twin Blades?" all the onlookers opened their mouths wide.

This is the Zhang family's imitation of the monk's sword technique, a Qimen sword duel founded by a martial arts genius, Zhang Meng's father spent a lot of money just arrived, and he practiced for less than a month, he didn't want to use it to compete with others, but today he was forced to be helpless, and he hated Fang Yan and Fang Ye in his heart.

Even if he is not proficient, but the Yin and Yang Twin Blades still make Fang Yan very uncomfortable, martial arts is only a method of close combat, and in the face of Fang Yan's erratic body, the threat is not great. But this yin and yang sword technique can be attacked from afar, close and defended, and the weakness of the dialect that is not proficient in the dark night is exposed at once.

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