Xiang Shaoying glanced at Xiao Yanran and said, "If you haven't seen it before, how do you know my surname Xiang?"

Xiao Yanran smiled and said, "Didn't Ruoyun Shaoxia say to you just now, 'Shaoying, is this the worst way to pick up a conversation?'"

How deep is the internal strength of the young palace master of the Water Moon Palace, even if Ruoyun spoke in a low voice, of course he was listened to by Xiao Yanran, and Xiang Shaoying's face turned red for some reason.

"Haha, my brother loves to laugh, Miss Xiao is not surprised. Ruoyun said with a haha, and then secretly pushed Xiang Shaoying.

Xiao Yanran has caused quite a stir since she arrived at the Shenxiao faction two days earlier, the young palace master of the Water Moon Palace actually wants to participate in the Shenxiao faction's sword test conference, and many disciples want to see the true face of the Shenxiao faction, but Xiao Yanran can't come out, I didn't expect that in Xiahou Xuan's competition today, Xiao Yanran actually came out. Xiahou Xuan, who was standing in the ring, saw Xiao Yanran in the audience, so he nodded and smiled at her.

"Oh, that's Shaoying's faux pas. Xiang Shaoying had no choice but to bite the bullet and say.

The young palace master of the Shuiyue Palace, who had always been noble and cold, suddenly spoke to Xiang Shaoying, and a wave of jealous eyes shot from the surrounding postures, Xiang Shaoying had no choice but to pretend that he didn't see it, and turned his head to look at the ring.

On the ring, Xiahou Xuan and Zhao Zhong each stood on the side of the ring, Zhao Zhong used a long sword, while Xiahou Xuan only used an ordinary paper fan.

Zhao Zhong's face was not very good, he stared at the paper fan in Xiahou Xuan's hand, the two people's weapons were different, he used a long sword, but Xiahou Xuan only used an ordinary paper fan, Zhao Zhong's arrogant personality suddenly felt a little despised .

"Xiahou Shaoxia, do you want to change a weapon?" Zhao Zhong asked in a deep voice.

Xiahou Xuan unfolded the paper fan with a snap, and there was a smell of diversion in his gestures, "Senior Brother Zhao Zhong, although this paper fan is ordinary, I have used it for many years, and it is no worse than the sword in your hand." ”

"In that case, Xiahou Shaoxia, I have conceded. Zhao Zhong's expression froze, his body was like electricity, and the long sword stabbed straight towards Xiahou Xuan's lifeline, and he made a ruthless move.

The long sword attacked, Xiahou Xuan's body sliding, kept retreating, Zhao Zhong's sword tip was reluctant, and he was about to retreat to the edge of the ring, Xiahou Xuan had no way to retreat, he jumped into the air, rolled in the air, and jumped to the other side of the ring, Zhao Zhong was blindly rushing towards Xiahou Xuan, but Xiahou Xuan's jump, Zhao Zhong saw that he was about to crash out of the ring, he paused, steadily retracted the momentum, turned around, and slashed away from Xiahou Xuan again.

There were no less than thirty moves in the two exchanges, but from beginning to end, Xiahou Xuan was dodging all the time, his face was calm, and he never made a move, and Zhao Zhong's sword didn't even touch half of Xiahou Xuan's clothes.

Ruoyun looked at it below, half a year ago, he and Zhao Zhong were in the classroom of the Phantom Pavilion, the two of them were indistinguishable, half a year later, he was confident that his martial arts had been greatly improved, but now Zhao Zhong is obviously at a disadvantage, if he fights with Xiahou Xuan, he estimates that he will not be able to make thirty moves under him, and Zhao Zhong is now meeting Xiahou Xuan, and he can only blame himself for being unlucky, otherwise with his martial arts, it is a real thing to enter the top fifty, but now it is estimated that it is only the fourth round of the competition to stop.

The two fought dozens of moves, Zhao Zhong didn't even touch half of Xiahou Xuan's clothes, Zhao Zhong became more and more angry, and shouted: "Look at the sword-" The sword aura was awe-inspiring and the momentum was surging.

Xiahou Xuan restrained his expression, this time he did not flash, but stood still, exuding a powerful momentum all over his body, around his body, it seemed that a strong air flow had been formed, his clothes were windless and automatic, he snapped, put away the paper fan, Zhao Zhong's sword tip, hit the paper fan bone, the sword against the ordinary paper fan, it didn't even advance half a point, this is how strong internal force is needed, so that the fragile paper fan can resist the sharp long sword.

Zhao Zhong's face was slightly annoyed, his sharp sword was blocked by an ordinary paper fan, he attacked again, and opened a sword again, Xiahou Xuan dodged sideways, and then the paper fan snapped on Zhao Zhong's wrist, Zhao Zhong only felt that the tiger's mouth was numb, if the paper fan in Xiahou Xuan's hand was a sharp blade, Zhao Zhong's hand would be cut off by him. When Zhao Zhong came to his senses, Xiahou Xuan's paper fan was already across his neck, "Senior Brother Zhao Zhong, admit it." Xiahou Xuan said with a smile.

Of course, Zhao Zhong would not let him succeed, took three steps back, clenched the long sword, and attacked again, Xiahou Xuan finally stopped blindly dodging, but attacked with all his might, only to see that above the ring, the two figures flew into the air, fighting together, the two of them were inseparable, everyone was dazzled, and the gusts of wind blowing from the palm wind and sword qi of the two made the people who stood a little closer under the ring feel the sharp breath, in mid-air, only heard Zhao Zhong scream in pain, ate Xiahou Xuan's palm, Zhao Zhong snapped, fell out of the ring, wow, a mouthful of blood spit out。

Xiahou Xuan defeated Zhao Zhong with only seven moves. Ruoyun only felt that he was shocked into a cold sweat, and was glad that the strong enemy he met was not Xiahou Xuan.

"In this game, Xiahou Xuan won. Bai Juyi came out and announced that although in the territory of the Shenxiao faction, he actually let the disciples of the foreign faction win, although it was a shameless thing, but I have to admit that Xiahou Xuan is indeed very strong.

Next, Xiahou Xuan won two more games in a row and entered the top sixteen, and at this time, those who entered the top sixteen included Qiu Feng, Ruoyun, Xiahou Xuan, Xiao Yanran, Wang Xin, Shang Wu and others

Ruoyun looked at Xiahou Xuan, who had won again in the ring, shook his head, and said, "It seems that now among the disciples of our Shenxiao Sect who participated in the sword trial conference, only Qiu Feng can fight with Xiahou Xuan. "I pray in my heart, in the next round of competition, don't let him run into Xiahou Xuan.

"Qiu Feng?" Xiang Shaoying was puzzled.

"Well, Qiu Feng should be the most qualified one among the new generation of disciples, a few days before you entered the Shenxiao Sect, you shouldn't have seen him, the classes of the Twenty-Four Pavilions, he has never taken very few classes, and he is arrogant, the elders of the Jinzong have long wanted to accept him as an apprentice, and now participating in this sword trial conference, it is estimated that it is just a formality, before Senior Brother Han Zheng tried his martial arts, he was able to be undefeated in a hundred moves under Senior Brother Han Zheng's sword, and the disciples of the Shenxiao Sect are rare. ”

"Oh. Xiang Shaoying nodded thoughtfully.

Xiahou Xuan, who won the victory, stood on the ring, smiled gently, and looked like a beautiful son, "Xiahou narrowly won, thank you for your mercy under the sword." As he spoke, he looked around at the people under the ring, and when he saw Xiang Shaoying, he suddenly flew down, looked at Xiang Shaoying, and asked, "You are Xiang Shaoying?"

"Exactly. Xiang Shaoying replied. Since the start of the ring, he has always watched the fight under the ring, and has never had any intersection with Xiahou Xuan.

"The young owner of Wanjian Villa, I have admired it for a long time. Xiahou Xuan clenched his fists and said, "It is said that Xiang Shaoying, the owner of Wanjian Villa, is a sick man who can't practice martial arts, but now Brother Xiang is not weak and sick." ”

It seemed to have a taste of provocation, Xiang Shaoying didn't know how to answer for a while, Ruoyun stepped forward, blocked in front of Xiang Shaoying, and said, "Does Xiahou Shaoxia always look at people with the same gaze?"