In the letter paper that Bai Bing gave him, there was not much important information, but there was a rather delicate map drawn by hand, and someone marked a lot of words on the map, and the handwriting was neat and beautiful, as if it was from the hands of everyone's ladies, but Xu Yan didn't spend too much effort on this matter, but he just knew that most of this information was related to the first three tasks of this spring hunt.

For example, the location of 'Ascending Mountain' on the map is marked on this mountain, which is the location of the first mission......

Etcetera.

After Xu Yan memorized all of them in his mind, he burned all the letter papers with candles according to Bai Bing's instructions, but it was obvious that the path that the other party said before was by no means from an ordinary channel, but an extremely important information channel. Xu Yan even suspected that the other party had already known the inside story of the whole thing nine times out of ten, but because his attitude at that time had not been made clear to him, the other party could only find an excuse to prevaricate first.

Xu Yan was not dissatisfied with this, after all, the other party and him have always been too familiar, and they can't let the other party tell him all the information they have after a few brief exchanges between them.

Xu Yan walked out of his living room and came to the patio, he no longer thought about any questions about Bai Bing, but began to review his swordsmanship, for him, this selection competition has not ended, because tomorrow, he and Zhou Xian still have a final battle.

Recalling this selection competition, Xu Yan didn't feel how smooth he had been along the way, for example, when he met Li Ku before, he was actually facing the dangerous situation of being eliminated by the other party, and today's battle with Chen Qinghe made Xu Yan realize that if he only talked about the strength of the sword, he could not defeat the other party, if it wasn't for the fact that at the last time, he had nearly five grades of martial arts cultivation as the cornerstone, he should have been blasted out of the battle circle by those sword qi as fast as a mountain torrent before Chen Qinghe.

Since Chen Qinghe is already so difficult to deal with, Zhou Xian, who has stepped into the fourth floor, will undoubtedly be more tricky, and Chen Qinghe is strong and strong, but in the end he will not use the sword technique, Zhou Xian is completely the opposite, it can be said that most of the sword techniques he is really familiar with belong to the kind of sword skills that can only be used when the sword is needed.

Just like that four-character sword trick, the wind and rain!

However, Xu Yan had already learned it, so he was not afraid that the other party would use this set of sword tricks against him, what he was worried about was the sword tricks that Zhou Xian had never used in this competition.

Looking at the entire promotion process of the selection competition, Zhou Xian should be regarded as the smoothest one among all the disciples, even when he faced Bai Bing this morning, he only used the rain word duel in the four-character sword technique, and then abstained and surrendered. It can be said that he really eats strange goods all over the world with one trick, but this also indirectly proves his strong strength.

However, no matter how strong his strength is, Xu Yan will do his best to defeat him, after all, compared to the second place, there is still a sword technique passed down by Zhao Bailian himself, this temptation is absolutely difficult to resist no matter who it is.

"I just don't know what kind of sword technique he will teach, I hope it won't be weaker than the seven-star sword technique. Xu Yan muttered to himself in his heart, and then he didn't think about it anymore, and then he practiced all the sword techniques he had learned so far, and the cardinal in the kitchen finally prepared dinner at this time.

At this time, the time was already close to the end of the day, and in the distant sky, it had gradually turned from the last touch of dark blue to a deep ink.

The dark night will eventually come, but in the small courtyard of Liuyun, the candles are bright.

When Xu Yan went to eat, he habitually gave a bowl to the cardinal, and after the cardinal took it, she began to eat in small bites, and when she was halfway through the meal, she still congratulated Xu Yan and said: "Congratulations on entering the last round." ”

It was obviously congratulations, but Xu Yan really couldn't hear this meaning from her tone, but he was also used to the other party's very cold character, so he replied with a smile: "Thank you, Sister Hong." Then he recalled something in his mind, and then asked the cardinal: "By the way, Sister Hong, you said before that after I break into the finals, but you want to see me compete, do you still have to count?"

When the cardinal heard this, he immediately raised his sword eyebrows slightly, and gave him an angry look. She didn't answer Xu Yan directly, but said in a cold tone: "Eat your meal!"

......

The next morning, the weather began to improve.

Although there was still no sunlight shining down from the sky, there were already clouds as clean as cotton wool moving slowly above the sky, and as time passed, occasional beams of light pierced through the thick clouds and fell from the sky like sharp sword qi.

When Xu Yan came to the square, he was already full of people, but the competition in the morning was not him, but the third-place battle between Chen Qinghe and Bai Bing.

The final battle between him and Zhou Xian was still scheduled to start in the afternoon.

Xu Yan came to his place and sat down, and then cast all his eyes on the martial arts training square.

Today's Bai Bing is no longer holding a folding fan like yesterday, or rather, after his folding fan was destroyed by Zhou Xian, there was no substitute. He was armed with a long sword, but it was ordinary, and it was obviously not the kind of sword weapon that came from some master craftsman.

Chen Qinghe still carried his green snake.

The two didn't say much to each other, and after signaling to each other, they began to compete.

In the battle circle, all of a sudden, the sword intent was rampant, and the cold light was revealed.

After Bai Bing has a sword weapon, he has obviously greatly improved his strength, he is decisive, and his sword aura is like frost, unlike Chen Qinghe's always unpretentious and back-to-basics swordsmanship, most of his sword moves are extremely dazzling, and the moves are novel, and Xu Yan found that in order to learn the sword moves that Bai Bing uses at the moment, he must first learn his unpredictable, dexterous body as light as a swallow.

After a quarter of an hour, the two of them seemed to be almost evenly matched, and it was difficult to distinguish the winner in a short period of time, but at this moment, they both used at least three or more sets of sword techniques, but as the most outstanding disciples of the Xia and Autumn factions, places such as the Hidden Scripture Pavilion were infinitely open to them in itself, and with the guidance of many elders in the faction to teach them the experience of kendo, there was no need to worry that they would run out of skills.

Time passed quickly, and in the battle circle, Bai Bing and Chen Qinghe were still inseparable, but it seemed that this was the case, but in the eyes of some people with high strength and experience, it could be seen that Bai Bing, who was originally agile and had dazzling sword moves, was already a little tired. With the continuous blessing of time, Bai Bing's tiny passivity, like a crack shattered on the ice, will eventually be infinitely magnified under the pressure of gradually increasing force, and finally become a dense spider web like countless cracks.

Therefore, after nearly an hour of fighting against them, Bai Bing looked like he had fallen a big advantage on the surface.

For example, his speed when he drew his sword became much sluggish, and his body was no longer as light as a swallow as he was at the beginning, and even under Chen Qinghe's active pressure, he began to get tired of parrying.

In the end, there was no accident, Bai Bing lost the battle for third place, but in everyone's opinion, Chen Qinghe did not win in swordsmanship or the like, but relied on his own incomparably solid cultivation to exhaust the opponent's strength, which made the opponent defeated.

However, even if he lost the competition, Bai Bing still congratulated Chen Qinghe with that polite and quite gentlemanly attitude, which made the disciples present feel a little admired for his bearing, even after Zhao Bailian in the subjective battle area saw this scene, he turned his head and glanced at Feng Yuanshan, and there was an extremely rare smile on his face, and he quipped: "Your disciple is also interesting." ”

Feng Yuanshan was a little embarrassed when he heard this sudden sentence.

But if Xu Yan can hear Zhao Bailian's words at this moment, he can hear more meaning from it, because he can also see from Bai Bing's battle that he is actually quietly keeping his hand, not only did he not give full play to his full strength, but even the subsequent appearance that gradually turned into a declining trend was deliberately pretended by him, but his methods were very clever, and they had reached the point where they could be fake.

Xu Yan didn't understand why he did this, but he wouldn't intervene or debunk his deliberate actions, he was just like a spectator on the outside, coldly watching these developments that had nothing to do with him, nothing more.

Time passed quietly, and in a blink of an eye, it was approaching the afternoon time.

At this time, the sky is wide open and the clouds are fading.

A touch of gold swept from the sky to the peaks of the ancestors of the hundred mountains, making the new green in the mountains more delicate.

Xu Yan and Zhou Xian entered the battle circle one after another.

Everyone knows that the final battle is finally here!