Chapter 7: The Fat Man Who Screamed
This is called Ma Fengyu, and the little fat man has also seen it and said it a few times. However, it is not clear what his cultivation is. Ma Fengyu also participated in the Wuyuan Sword Debate for the first time this year, and he looked a little nervous. As everyone knows, there is a little fat man in the audience who is more nervous than him, and is waiting for the start of the sword debate with bated breath.
Qiao Ruyan and Ma Fengyu stood three feet away from each other, and the two nodded slightly, which was considered a salute. After seeing the salute, each slowly drew his sword. The tips of the swords were facing each other, their eyes were wrong, and before they could start moving, they felt the aura of soaring electricity and rushed towards them.
This green and black, the two figures stood for a while, and the two of them shot almost at the same time. I only heard the sound of stumbling weapons, and the competition between the two people kicked off.
After the weapons were exchanged, they immediately separated, and the two swords were faintly marked with triangles. In other words, these two people are now in the realm of three talents, and their cultivation is on par. Now the competition is about the experience of two people facing the enemy on the spot, and their reflexes.
The two of them jumped together, and they were all on a par. The people on the stage have now entered the realm of the Lingtai Empty Brightness, always looking for opportunities, and can defeat the other party whenever they have the opportunity. A certain fat man in the audience was in a hurry, standing there alone, puffing out his cheeks, grinning, and shouting there.
Someone is going to ask, didn't the fat man just now stand with the people in Xiyuan? Why did he suddenly become a person standing there? The answer is very simple, when Qiao Ruyan walked up to the competition platform, the people in Xiyuan invariably left Zhu Xiaopang a few feet away. Sure enough, as soon as Qiao Ruyan started the competition, Zhu Xiaopang opened his big and rough voice and yelled. The people who attracted the side garden looked sideways and pointed at the little fat man. The people in Xiyuan hurriedly moved their eyes to other places, revealing an expression of "we don't know this dead fat man". The little fat man's actions once again proved one point to the world: the man with a lot of meat is really thick-skinned! He didn't care about other people's opinions, and he was jumping and howling and shouting for Qiao Ruyan.
The little fat man below shouted, but the two people above competed at a critical juncture, and turned a deaf ear to the little fat man's shouting. The speed of the two people moving faster and faster, as if they were walking around the flowers, it was dazzling, and from time to time there was a crisp sound of weapons intertwined. Around the two of them, it seemed that a thin layer of mist could be faintly seen. Qiao Ruyan's long sword in his hand slashed over, driving the sound of zizi piercing the air. Ma Fengyu was not in a hurry, and with one move, he slashed down against Qiao Ruyan's long sword. There was another stumbling sound. Qiao Ruyan took advantage of the momentum to follow Ma Fengyu's sword body and slashed at his fingers, trying to make him abandon the sword and admit defeat. Ma Fengyu hurriedly withdrew his long sword and danced three sword flowers casually, like three blooming chrysanthemums, for you to pick. Qiao Ruyan gritted her teeth and stabbed at a chrysanthemum in the middle. This sword is stabbing Ma Fengyu's chrysanthemum, the long swords are intertwined, and there is a sound of gold and iron like a painful moan. Ma Fengyu snorted, took two steps back, panting, beads of sweat on his face dripped down his sideburns, and the hand holding the sword trembled slightly. Looking at Qiao Ruyan again, her face was not red or panting, her phoenix eyes were raised, and the long sword in her hand was ready to go. It seems that although the two of them are in the realm of Sancai, Qiao Ruyan's realm may be a little more profound.
"Good!" a certain little fat man in the audience also saw which was better and which was inferior, yelled excitedly, waved his fists, and wanted to run around the field three times.
In addition to the excitement, the little fat man had a deep sense of inferiority in his heart. Legend has it that the younger generation of Xianjian Villa has reached the realm of three talents in average immortal cultivation. A long time ago, the little fat man felt that he was dragging the back of Sword and Fairy Villa. Now seeing these two peers of similar grades competing in martial arts and swords, it is even more sad. If you think about it carefully, you have not only dragged the retreat of the Fairy Sword Villa, but it has clearly been dragged to the root of the thigh! dragged down the pants of the villa, and they didn't reach the realm of Sancai!
Let's say that Qiao Ruyan, seeing Ma Fengyu showing his defeat, he chased after him even more, and made a move to "get the spirit snake out of the hole" and directly took Ma Fengyu's eyes. If this sword is pierced, his eyes must be blind. Of course, Qiao Ruyan won't really be stabbed, at most forcing him to admit defeat. Seeing this, Ma Fengyu took a step back and used the sword in his hand to block.
Qiao Ruyan turned the thorn into a split, and slashed towards Ma Fengyu's waist in an arc. Seeing this, Ma Fengyu was shocked, the long sword in his hand had just been provoked, and he didn't have time to take it back, so in desperation, he had to jump back two steps.
"Good!" burst into cheers from the crowd, with the little fat man being the loudest, of course.
It turned out that Ma Fengyu had already retreated to the edge of the competition platform under Qiao Ruyan's offensive. Now he retreated like this, only to feel that his feet were in the air and he fell off the competition platform. Fortunately, Ma Fengyu's skills are not bad, he stumbled two steps, and finally did not fall, his face was red and purple, and he was white, which was not good-looking. Ma Fengyu forced a smile and threw his hand to Qiao Ruyan on the stage, congratulating her on winning the competition, and then walked back to her crowd without looking back.
"Sister Ruyan, you are so good!" the little fat man waved his fist excitedly and shouted loudly to Qiao Ruyan, who walked off the competition platform.
Qiao Ruyan smiled slightly, she had just won the opponent in her heart, and she was also very happy in her heart. She slowly walked up to the little fat man, glanced at the other gardeners next to her, and asked curiously, "Little fatty, why don't you stand with them?"
Hearing this, Xiaopang reached out and grabbed his bulging head, and said embarrassedly: "It's not that I'm not with them, it's that they don't stand with me at all." ”
Qiao Ruyan thought of the little fat man's loud voice, and laughed, revealing a trace of self-evident expression.
The people in Xiyuan saw that Qiao Ruyan had come back with a big victory, and returned to the little fat man and Qiao Ruyan, congratulating him in unison. After that, everyone was there and watched the others play.
About half an hour passed, and the fight was finally over. The winner of Xiyuan was the senior brother Lei Guangqi and the junior sister Qiao Ruyan, and the third senior brother Gong Can was defeated by Nanyuan Jian Yuze and was eliminated. It made Qiao Ruyan feel a little regretful that he didn't see the mysterious young man under the Beiyuan uncle who his father told him to pay attention to, and he didn't come out in the end. It seems that he is the lucky one who drew the blank stick.
Now the results of the first round of sword discussion have come out, which are Dongyuan Han Bowen, Xiyuan Lei Guangqi, Nanyuan Ruan Hongyuan, Xiyuan Qiao Ruyan, Zhongyuan Dong Shi, Beiyuan Wu Anzhi and Beiyuan Mysterious Boy.
At this time, some people may want to ask, fifteen sword players, plus a mysterious boy with a bye, should be eight people, why are there only seven people now? The answer is very simple, in the last competition, Wu Zhi of Nanyuan hit Huo Jinggan of Beiyuan with one palm. That Huo Jingqing could have jumped off the stage to admit defeat, but he took a slap and slapped Wu Zhi back. And so, a dramatic scene happened. Huo Jinggan of Beiyuan was hit by Wu Zhi with a palm and fell off the stage. And Wu Zhi was also slapped by Huo Jingqing and fell to the ground. In this competition, although Wu Zhi narrowly won, he suffered a lot of internal injuries and was unable to participate in the next round of the competition, so he had to reluctantly give up the martial arts competition. In this way, there were only seven disciples left on the stage.
At the signal of the master of the door, these seven people returned to the stage, drew bamboo sticks, and decided their opponents for the next game.
After drawing the lot, Qiao Ruyan walked off the stage, with a bright smile on his face. Zhu Xiaopang smiled when he saw Qiao Ruyan, and asked curiously: "Sister Ruyan, why are you so happy?
Qiao Ruyan said, "Guess." ”
Zhu Xiaopang shook his head and said, "I can't think of anything else besides this reason." ”
Qiao Ruyan smiled and handed the stick in his hand to Zhu Xiaopang, Zhu Xiaopang reached out and took the sign and looked at it, and suddenly realized why Qiao Ruyan was smiling so happily. Qian Ruyan smoked the blank stick, which means that she can directly enter the semi-finals without participating in this round of sword discussion.
The first competition was Dong Shi of Zhongyuan and Wu Anzhi of Beiyuan. Dong Shi is worthy of being another rising star in Zhongyuan after Zhuo Ang, a body of cultivation, has reached the realm of three talents, and there is a faint tendency to break through. Although Wu Zhi'an's cultivation is not weak, compared with Dong Shi, it is obviously inferior. Under the pressure of Dong's powerful momentum, Wu Zhian couldn't play his level at all. After being picked up by Dong Shi to fly the long sword, he had to admit defeat.
The second competition was Xiyuan's senior brother Lei Guangqi, his points were very back, and he actually drew Han Bowen, the final winner of the last two swords. Although Lei Guangqi's cultivation has also reached the late stage of Sancai, Han Bowen has reached the bottleneck period of Sancai. It should be this year, it will break through to the four elephants. The gap between the later stage and the bottleneck is not large, but when you really start to do it, you can see the strength and weakness immediately. Lei Guangqi was pressed and beaten by Han Bowen almost everywhere, and his rhythm was completely taken away by Han Bowen. At this moment, Lei Guangqi also understood that he was not Han Bowen's opponent. Now, he just wants to be able to hold out two more rounds, and lead Han Bowen to use all the kung fu to press the bottom of the box. In this way, if the little junior sister happens to meet him in the competition, she can also grasp the initiative for one or two points.
That Han Bowen also seemed to have seen through Lei Guangqi's thoughts, and his swordsmanship suddenly became more powerful, and the sword qi brought out a faint triangular pattern, one after another. After a while, Lei Guangqi felt that the sky was full of triangles, and he couldn't breathe when he was pressed, and now he was at the end of his strong crossbow, and failure was only a matter of time.
When Lei Guangqi was holding on to the move, he only heard Han Bowen shouting: "Look at the sword!"