At this time, there was a monk next to him, and when he heard the words of the two, he couldn't help but say out loud: "Speaking of which, in the next battle, it seems that there are still disciples of the 'Mobei faction' - I heard that like Chen Jingning, he is also from an outer sect......

"Yes, yes, it seems to be called 'Xiao Yu'. ”

"The opponent is the ...... 'Sha Junzhi'"

"Alas...... Their group of disciples can spread the words and deeds of the two of them very much!"

"I heard that Yu Shangyuan's kid is extremely highly praised for that Xiao Yu!"

"Maybe it's a friendship, but you don't need to look into it. ”

"But it's a bit ...... swagger"

“......”

Several monks discussed, naturally there were elders from Sha Junzhi's master sect "Qiqu Gate", but no one paid attention to them. But when the spoken words involved Yu Shangyuan, it aroused the attention of the elder of the "Wanyin Mountain" in front, and he immediately stopped.

However, since they knew that the matter was related to the genius disciples of the host, the senior monks, they naturally paid more attention to the next scene......

At noon, there are disciples of "Wanyin Mountain" who offer pastries and tea, so that the monks who still need to satisfy their appetites can quench their hunger and moisten their throats.

In the afternoon, the wind rises, and the sun blows hotly.

Many tones, plucked sounds, and melody are faint, making ethereal sounds, and removing irritability and stuffiness.

At this time, Xiao Yu was in the pavilion on the west side, closing his eyes and recuperating.

Xiao Hei had already left him, but he was still encircled at his feet, not moving as if he were sleeping.

In fact, he is no worse than Chen Jingning before in the face of pressure. Because Sha Junzhi's junior disciples intentionally or unintentionally publicized it, Xiao Yu's fame also soared, but it was rarely described positively.

Therefore, his first appearance became one of the most eye-catching performances of the day.

The warm breeze in the pavilion is gentle.

Not far away, Chen Jingning, equally quiet, holding an ancient book to read.

Around them, Bejuel was unsettled, always going in and out, looking for what she thought was important.

Senior Brother Zhang Fangren, as it should be, was put at the door again to prevent others from disturbing.

After a while, there was a voice from the China Securities that echoed to the peak.

When the time comes, it should be Xiao Yu and Sha Junzhi to appear.

"Huh-"

Sha Junzhi seemed to be impatient to wait, took a few big steps, and went to the fighting platform first.

His red shirt, with its long swing fluttering, was extremely eye-catching, and most of the disciples who walked to the front of the stage one after another were attracted to it.

"Good!"

"Senior brother is mighty!"

When the juniors and disciples saw him appear, they immediately applauded, cheered again and again, and created a momentum.

Looking at this lively scene, the voices of the surrounding people are also constantly surging.

Seemingly extremely satisfied with this atmosphere, Sha Junzhi couldn't help but nod slightly, showing a proud smile.

There are also some new disciples, who don't know his origin, ask around, and after getting the explanation, they immediately sympathize with the weak Xiao Yu in their hearts.

"I guess, there's nothing to see. ”

"Indeed, it is probably Fang Cai, that Chen Jingning and Hua Wumian, the reappearance of the two Taoist friends fighting. ”

"Isn't it? Both of them were born in Mobei Waimen, and they were both former favorites against ......."

"It's a pity that there are two new repairs, and when I first arrived, I had to go home. ”

"If there are no accidents, this should be the case......"

“......”

The buzzing discussion below seemed to make Sha Junzhi even more excited. He raised his hand and pulled out the transverse flute. This flute is like bamboo and gold, very special, and the color is the same as the clothes, but it is a very dazzling red.

I saw Sha Junzhi scanning the field, holding up the horizontal flute, and the sound shook in all directions: "I, Sha Junzhi, will win the top ten names!"

The surrounding discussion was quiet. All the viewers, with different expressions, all have strange expressions.

Ten ten, after the Fa meeting, the abbreviation of the top ten disciples, is also an honorific title.

"Top 10, Top 10 ......"

Suddenly, his juniors and disciples clapped their hands in unison and clamored loudly.

It was at this time that Xiao Yu entered the market.

The first time I heard the words of the "Top Ten", which coincided with Senior Sister Bei Zhu'er, Xiao Yu secretly smiled.

His steps were steady, and he looked at the noise of the audience as if he had not seen it, and walked freely, calmly.

Seeing that the other party had such a calm state of mind, Sha Junzhi's eyes shrank and put down the horizontal flute.

"Senior Brother Jiu Yangsha's name! Disrespectful and disrespectful!" Xiao Yu smiled and said in a harmonious voice, "Sure enough, he is extraordinary and loved." ”

His voice was not high, but the words were in his ears, and he was warm and warm, which made Sha Junzhi's heart skip a beat and he looked at him again.

"You're also a talent!" Sha Junzhi straightened up and said proudly, "After today's war, thanks to me, more people in the cultivation world will know your name." ”

Xiao Yu shook his head and said with a faint smile: "I hope that there won't be too much." ”

Sha Junzhi didn't think so, and ignored him anymore, walking around the stage again, as if he wanted more strange disciples to be familiar with his demeanor.

The following discussions are continuous, and there are naturally mixed opinions about Sha Junzhi's words and deeds. However, few people question his strength.

That is to say, not many people are optimistic about Xiao Yu's ending.

But said that on the west side of the viewing platform, Hua Wumian sat firmly in the pavilion, although it was far away, but he could also see Sha Junzhi's actions, and suddenly smiled lightly.

A senior brother next to him couldn't help but ask: "Senior sister, that guy, is really arrogant!"

Hua Wumian turned his head and looked at the senior brother of this sect, but he did not have a cold and arrogant face, but laughed crisply, and said generously: "That Sha Junzhi, I knew him in my early years, my heart is pure, and I have cultivated my true temperament, and it has become like this." If you can't change it, if you change it, you can't fix it. ”

The senior brother continued to ask, "So, between him and his opponent, do you want him to win, or is it still an opponent?"

Hua Wumian spread his hands, smiled the same, and said, "I hope for it...... That Xiao Yu can win ......"

When the surrounding senior brothers heard this, they were all stunned.

Hua Wumian paused for a moment and said: "He is so swaggering, if he really comes to fight against me, I don't have Xiao Yu's usual calm ......."

After hearing this, the people around them all laughed.

"That's what you think?" asked another senior brother.

"But ...... joke," Hua Wumian's smile faded, "Where do you need to speculate about the outcome of this scene?"

Others naturally knew what she meant, and said, "That Xiao Yu is also unlucky. Although Sha Jun is weird, his strength is really good. ”

"Where, it's far worse than our senior sister Hua!"

"That's right, ten years ago, he was a defeated soldier under Senior Sister Hua, not to mention now?"

"Of course, just beating the newcomer on the other side should be enough. ”

"Well, it does. ”

"Before I heard that Xiao Yu was born in a foreign family, his voice quality was low, and he was still the Yushang Yuan of Wanyin Mountain, and he gave a 'fairy seed post' to the ......"

"If you get in like this, you should leave early......"

"Yes, if you really lose miserably, I'm afraid Yu Shangyuan should lose some face......"

“......”

The Fa competition is not a one-day decision.

After the opening, all the participating disciples can arrange their own arrangements and come and go at will, as long as they don't miss the competition.

As the host, "Wanyin Mountain" has its own privileges, and the participating disciples are all the last. Therefore, most of the disciples of "Wanyin Mountain" at the moment returned to their respective residences to rest. Generally, only if you have some interest in a certain competition, you will stay here.

And where they watched the battle, it was not located in the long pavilion on the west side, but occupied the northeast corner, a few pavilions.

Now in the middle pavilion, Yu Shangyuan stood alone on the steps, looking at both sides of the fighting platform from afar.

Behind him, a figure was sitting at a table, quietly eating pastries.

"Senior Brother Ye......" Yu Shangyuan suddenly said.

"Huh?" The person at the table, looking up, showed a handsome face, with a long beard under the chin, but his face was as white as jade, with a youthful childishness.

"What do you think the situation should be like when these two people fight?"

"It's going to be boring. Ye Linqing picked up the orange petal on the table and said slowly, "It's definitely not as exciting as Shuangyan - because there are not so many female cultivators, crazy can't come ......."

“......”

Ye Linqing didn't seem to have said that, and said: "If that Xiao Yu is really as the junior brother said, then as long as he attacks with a sword, he won't lose......"

On the legal platform, CSI is making a final reminder.

Bei Zhuer and Zhang Fangren also stood not far from the sidelines at this time. It was Chen Jingning who did not come out with the two.

According to her, firstly, she doesn't like such noise, not to mention that there are always male cultivators who are annoying, and secondly, she is unexpectedly confident in Xiao Yu's battle.

The audience gathered around the audience, and the discussion was still non-stop.

Hearing those words, although Bei Zhuer was also worried, she was more annoyed and unwilling. It seems that everyone is lamenting and declining for her......

Xiao Yu was quiet and calm in the fighting platform, and the contrast with Sha Junzhi's bravado in front of him was obvious.

After the CSI admonishment, it is announced that it has begun.

"Huh?" someone in the audience shouted softly.

In the field, Xiao Yu had not yet moved, but he saw Sha Junzhi and put on Chen Jingning's posture of being sleepless, standing proudly and not attacking.

I saw his body voice whispering, driving the red clothes fluttering, although he held the horizontal flute in his hand, he reversed with one arm and stood it behind his back, which was a very free publicity, so don't use this flute for the time being!

After that, Sha Junzhi used his empty other hand to face Xiao Yu and beckoned casually, with a disdainful and contemptuous attitude.

It seems that he wants to replicate the Hua Sleepless scene, and also won easily with an overwhelming advantage.

Such an obvious move on the stage, the disciples outside the arena were immediately in an uproar, if Sha Junzhi really succeeded, the upper and lower two echoes, this is really a wonderful gimmick at all.

Hearing the enthusiastic reaction from the audience, Sha Junzhi immediately expressed his satisfaction and affirmation, and he began to scan the surroundings with an appreciative and encouraging gaze.

Sha Junzhi thinks that he can be compared to Hua Sleepless, but does he understand that Xiao Yu and Chen Jingning can really be compared?

"Senior Brother Sha......" Xiao Yu pulled out the silver sand sword and reminded the other side, "I'm coming." ”

Sha Junzhi was stunned.

Sizzle-

Xiao Yu's silver sand sword, a moment later, was already breaking through the wind.

Sha Junzhi is still as steady as Mount Tai, and even his eyes still don't look at the opponent opposite.

They were all holding their breath off the court, of course they understood that Sha Junzhi was so pretentious to show the absolute gap between him and Xiao Yu......

In the northeast corner, Yu Shangyuan's eyes revealed a bright light.

Sha Junzhi's juniors and disciples were already clenched their fists at this time, and as long as they counterattacked successfully, they would shout and cheer.

And on the west side of the rear viewing platform, Hua Wumian suddenly snorted heavily and scolded: "This stupid ......"

The sword wind came to his face, and the faint Sanskrit sound rushed into Sha Junzhi's ears.