Around the No. 4 competition platform, there are all people from various factions watching the competition, more than several times more than other competition platforms, all because the competition on the stage is the two most popular in this year's three factions of the Tao Conference, Yi Xingyun of Zhufeng of Zhutianmen and Ying Xiaomin of Qingxuguan. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Both of them are the most skilled among the younger generation of disciples, and they entered the fifth round in the first few rounds of the competition.

Then there were disciples of various factions who rushed to tell each other, and some even opened a handicap to bet on winning or losing.

"Come, come, I opened a village in the valley, credit guarantee, how big you are, I will lose as much as I want, come on." The disciples of the Void Valley shouted in a low voice in the crowd, attracting all the people who liked this way to buy their bets.

"I'll press ten taels of Yi Xingyun!" "You're wrong, press Ying Xiaomin, and make sure you win." "Yi Xingyun is a little stronger. "Ying Xiaomin is good. Everyone pressed the one who thought that the odds of winning were great, and the disciple of the Void Valley was full of smiles, and he was very happy, for him, no matter who wins in the end, he will not lose money, where to find this kind of deal.

"This brother, what are the odds of Yi Xingyun?" The disciple of the Void Valley was suppressing in the crowd, and suddenly there was an inquiry behind him.

He said in his heart that there was business coming to the door again, and he turned around and smiled: "Yi Xingyun's odds are 1, Ying Xiaomin's is 0.9, this brother, how much do you press?"

I saw that the person in front of me was wearing a white practice uniform, with a green belt tied to his head, his sword eyebrows and nose straight, holding a turquoise long sword in his hand, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, and his heroic posture burst out.

The man listened to the odds and smiled: "In this way, everyone thinks that it seems that Xiaomin should be stronger?"

The Void Valley disciple smiled and said, "This is all everyone's speculation, and it may not be accurate." How much will you want to press, brother?"

The man wiped his nose with his hand, smiled, and said, "I will press a thousand taels, and Yi Xingyun will win." ”

The disciple of the Void Valley was happy, and he was lucky, and he met the son of the family who had a lot of money, and said: "This brother has a good eye, in fact, I also think that Yi Xingyun has a better chance of winning, I don't know if this brother uses cash or votes to press?"

The man said, "No cash or tickets, just my name?"

The Void Valley disciple was stunned for a moment, and for a moment he didn't know what the other party meant, and asked, "What do you mean, brother?"

The man laughed, stood up, and landed on the stage amid the uproar of the crowd.

The disciples of the Void Valley only heard a voice floating in the air, "Yi Xingyun!", the people around him laughed, and they were actually stunned, and only after a long time did they ask the people around them: "You said this pressure, am I good to take it or not?"

Ying Xiaomin stood on the stage, dressed in a gray robe, holding a brown hilt long sword, clasping his hands, watching Yi Xingyun fly up and down from the stage, and bow his hands to the surroundings. After Yi Xingyun stood still, she said coldly: "Hmph, monkeys are playing!"

Yi Xingyun raised his eyebrows, but he was not angry, and arched his hand: "Thank you for your compliment, I am the best at playing monkey plays, especially mothers." ”

"Haha!" The audience who understood saw the two arguing with each other, and they all laughed and made a fuss.

Ying Xiaomin's face changed, and he spat angrily: "Sharp tongue, I'll cut off your tongue and drink it later, see how powerful you are." ”

Yi Xingyun singlely lifted his sword, touched his chin with his hand, pretended to be contemplative, and said: "How does my tongue taste, I have tasted it for twenty years, and the taste is okay." If you want to taste it, you don't have to cut it, just take it now. ”

As he spoke, he stuck out his tongue and shook it up and down a few times.

"Haha, try it!" "yes, it must be good." The male disciples in the audience booed and laughed.

"Dirty!" "You men are just shameless. The female disciples in the audience supported Ying Xiaomin and scolded the male disciples.

On the stage, Ying Xiaomin's face turned blue with anger, and the long sword was unsheathed with a "bang", and he was about to rush out to cut the hateful smiling face in front of him into several pieces.

Seeing that the scene was a little out of control, the referee was really unreasonable, jumped out and stood between the two, raised his hand to signal the audience to be quiet, and then reminded the two of them: "The three factions are interested in learning from each other, communicating with each other, not a battle of will, you two need to pay attention." Well, the rules are the same, no hidden weapons, no poisons, no attacks on the vulnerable parts of the person. Start now. ”

After speaking, he shook his body and stood back in the referee's seat.

As soon as the referee's voice fell, Ying Xiaomin immediately made a move, only to see her long sword wave, a line of icicles appeared out of thin air, and a "snort" sound came out of the table and went straight to Yi Xingyun.

Yi Xingyun Xian was prepared, and with a wave of the tearful bamboo sword in his hand, pieces of green bamboo leaves appeared in the air, colliding with icicles, and the "bang" sound hit it, and the icicles shattered, becoming powder, and turning into ashes at the same time as the green bamboo leaves.

Ying Xiaomin knew that Yi Xingyun's skills were strong, and seeing that the other party was prepared, he didn't seize the opportunity with a move just now, and he got up with a light shout, but at some point, she saw three more charms in her hand, and she chanted lightly in her mouth, and the charms immediately flew in the air, and suddenly the temperature of the test table plummeted, and the weaker ones in the onlookers suddenly felt goosebumps all over their bodies.

Yi Xingyun finally put away the smile on his face, knowing that this move was powerful, and he concentrated on dealing with it.

After a while, a blizzard hung in the air, and in the sound of the whirring wind, the light formed by many ice cubes galloped away towards Yi Xingyun.

Yi Xingyun's face remained unchanged, his steps changed under his feet, he silently recited the mantra in his mouth, and then shouted softly: "Get up!" Rows of tall long bamboos suddenly appeared on the stage, turning into a shield wall and blocking the menacing ice cubes.

Ying Xiaomin flew in the air to attack, Yi Xingyun was on the ground, the skills were comparable, and they did not give in, but they did not expect that the competition would enter a state of stalemate at the beginning, and the response was so fast that everyone in the audience was eye-opening.

"Ying Xiaomin should be a partial branch of the ice system of one of the water systems in the Jinmu, water, fire, and earth in the Qingxu Concept, you must know that the Qingxu Concept thinks that all things in heaven and earth are inseparable from the five elements of gold, wood, water, fire, and fire, and the cultivation of exercises is also distinguished by the attributes of each person. But I think she's young and her skills are so profound, she really has an unlimited future. Among the crowd, an onlooker elder sighed.

"Elder, is there a way to restrain yourself?" a disciple next to him asked aloud.

"There are different cultivation methods in the world, depending on their own cultivation skills, how can there be any restraint. However, I see that Yi Xingyun Zhufeng practiced the Chaos Tianqi Technique in my sect, which is similar to the cultivation of the earth system or wood system of the Qingxu Concept, whether it is soil or wood, it is related to the water system, according to the way of the five elements, wood and earth, soil and water, but Yi Xingyun has a little more advantage. The elder replied.

The disciple let out an "oh" and turned to look at the platform.

There was a lot of discussion in the audience, and there were changes on the stage. I saw that as soon as Yi Xingyun's long sword was retracted, the shield wall was weak, and it broke inch by inch under the attack of Bingling, but there was no Yi Xingyun on the stage.

Ying Xiaomin was just stunned, and when he glanced at the corner of his eye, it was Yi Xingyun in the air a few feet away from him. The two fingers of his right hand turned into a knife, and everywhere, the tear bamboo sword turned into several sword shadows in the air, and flew towards Ying Xiaomin quickly.