Luo Tianchu left the tent of the Shaolin Temple, glanced at the competition platform, and saw that the game had just ended, Ji Wa looked depressed, obviously lost, and returned to the camp of the Xiushui Palace to bow to Ni Hongyan, and said, "Master." Ni Hongyan nodded, and asked her to stand back on the team. Luo Tianchu happened to pass by here, only to feel that Ni Hongyan exuded a shivering cold air, and there seemed to be a pair of cold eyes staring at him under the low-hanging veil, and he inexplicably felt a sense of fear, and hurriedly walked over. Suddenly, I saw Li Qingwan standing among the women with a smile, her beautiful eyes were complicated and difficult to understand.

After Luo Tianchu left, Ni Hongyan took the disciple back to the tent, she sat in the middle, and said lightly: "Wan'er, you used your eyes very well just now, the kid surnamed Luo didn't say it on his lips, but he already had you in his heart, but he didn't notice it yet." Li Qingwan turned back into a hippie smile, a quirky appearance, and said with a smile: "Thank you for the compliment." Ni Hongyan said: "The martial arts surnamed Luo are much higher than yours, but you say that you are sixty percent sure of winning the game with him, why is this?" Li Qingwan said: "Shizun once taught us to understand the habits of the other party before becoming enemies with masters, everyone has weaknesses, as long as the opponent who attacks his weakness is strong, it is possible to defeat." Luo Tianchu's weakness is the importance of righteousness, the disciple just met him deliberately made him feel guilty, he couldn't bear to attack the disciple during the game, and then the disciple showed weakness to him, taking advantage of his weak enemy when he was unsuspecting to sneak attack, there should be a seventy percent chance of winning, saying that sixty percent is already conservative. Ni Hongyan said lightly: "For the sake of knowing that there is a past between you, are you emotionally attracted to him?" Li Qingwan was taken aback, and hurriedly knelt down and said: "The disciple never dares to forget the teachings of the master, he just plays with men on the spot, and he never gets emotional, I hope the master will see it." Ni Hongyan said "um", and said in a soothing voice: "I don't dare, you have always been smart and will not do stupid things." It's you, Ji Wa, as a senior sister, but you are unprepared for the game, stupid enough to go head-to-head with Bai Qinghua, ten of you are the opponent of that bull's nose?" Ji Wa said ashamedly: "The disciple knows his mistakes, and the master teaches you." Ni Hongyan said: "It's useless to know what is wrong with this kind of thing, if you want to blame it, you are not talented enough, and it is difficult to take on a big responsibility." Ji Wa's delicate body trembled, knowing that the master would no longer pay attention to herself, and said with tears in her eyes: "Yes." ”

In fact, Ni Hongyan still has two junior sisters, and their martial arts are all among the best, but the Xiushui Palace stipulates that the junior sisters of the same generation must stay away after the new head succeeds to the throne, in order to avoid fighting for the head and killing each other. After Ni Hongyan succeeded him, he was determined to be a great door, and he was extremely strict with the teachings of his disciples, and the most satisfied of the second generation of disciples was You Jingyao, who paid a lot of effort for her, and wanted to cultivate her as an heir, but unfortunately against people's wishes, You Jingyao finally betrayed and left, married and gave birth to a daughter, and her cultivation was in vain. This incident hit her hard, and her personality became more ruthless, especially for men and women, who couldn't tolerate it. From then on, she deliberately let her disciples go out to do errands, but let the handsome young man come forward to seduce, as long as the disciples who did not refuse in person were all abolished martial arts after returning to the palace, and the tendons of their hands and feet were broken. Only five of the second-generation disciples survived, but there was no talent like You Jingyao, so she pinned her hopes on the third-generation disciples, she sent a large number of people to find handsome and clever girls to cultivate, after practicing the basic skills for a few years, the malleable talents were passed on to advanced martial arts, and the average qualifications let them do miscellaneous work, Ji Wa and Tao Bingqing were already outstanding, but they were far from meeting her requirements, until Li Qingwan's appearance made her feel better. Li Qingwan is eccentric and extremely talented, it is rare that she is ruthless, and she plays with men in the palm of her hand but is not emotional, although she started late, she can stand out after ten years. With You Jingyao's experience, she took very strict care of Li Qingwan and has always been safe. But for some reason, when she first saw Luo Tianchu, she had a faint feeling of being bad, and she didn't know why, maybe Luo Tianchu was also from the Blood Knife Castle, so she warned Li Qingwan.

The next game was played by Lu Fei against Gu Fenggui, the head of Huashan, and after Luo Tianchu went back, he saw that Lu Fei was taking over the iron double stick from Du Kill, and Cai Lianhua next to him said: "The surname Gu is treacherous and insidious, and the scoop doesn't have to show mercy to him." Lu Fei said: "Why are you still calling it wrong? I'm no longer a scoop handle." The two hurriedly corrected: "Yes, Hall Master Lu." Lu Fei walked out of the tent with his double sticks upside down, and high-fived Jiang Feiyan, Gu Yao, Luo Tianchu, Zhu Yushi and others along the way. Yan Weifeng looked at his back and said, "Gu Fenggui's swordsmanship is unpredictable, and people are ruthless, so Hall Master Lu should be careful." Zhao Hengshan said with a smile: "You know a fart, Lu Fei's heart is ten times more ruthless than him, don't forget that he was once the leader of the underworld, if it weren't for the ruthless character, would he be able to sit in that position." Cai Lianhua said: "Hall Master Zhao is right, the current Hall Master Lu is approachable and amiable, and if he was judged by the two before, the brothers respected and feared him back then. Yan Weifeng stuck out his tongue and stopped talking.

Lu Fei and Gu Fenggui had fought in Fengqing Building, and they both knew each other, at that time, Gu Fenggui was distracted and received a stick, although his shoulder was fine, but he suffered a loss in front of the public, and he was deeply ashamed, and vowed to regain face this time. Although he hated Lu Fei to the bone, he still maintained his demeanor in front of the heroes of the world, and hugged his fists at the moment and said: "Brother Lu is invited, then **** my chess opponent, I will divide the victory and defeat today." Lu Fei smiled faintly, hugged his fists and saluted: "Exactly, if Lu does not break your legs today, he will never step down." Gu Fenggui was shocked and angry, and just wanted to have a seizure, but suddenly thought that this was Lu Fei's agitation method, quickly gathered his mind, and sneered: "What an arrogant junior, Gu Mou will let you enjoy your words." Saying that, his whole body trembled, and the long sword dragon groan behind him popped out, fell into his hand, and said: "Hey move" Lu Fei didn't answer, he shook the double stick in his hand, the stick in his left hand pointed at his chest, and the stick in his right hand smashed directly into his legs, clearly smashing his legs. Gu Fenggui saw that he despised himself so much, and he was furious in his heart, but he immediately said silently: "Calm down, don't be fooled." "The body moved sideways, and after dodging, the long sword stabbed Lu Fei's throat, but the sword flew down obliquely in the middle of the road, and stabbed the left leg instead. Lu Fei was not in a hurry, his body was slightly tilted, his left hand hit his sword wrist, and his right hand still smashed his legs. This move seems simple, but in fact, martial arts have reached the realm of perfection, abandoning cumbersome and useless moves, and the simpler the move, the more changes are implied. Gu Fenggui snorted coldly, then changed his move, took two steps back, leaned down, and the long sword stabbed at Lu Fei's calf in an arc like a spring flowing from a mountain stream. Lu Fei sneered, still fighting the sword with the left stick and smashing the leg with the right stick, the moves were exactly the same, and he broke the opponent's clever moves.