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The outcome was already decided, the elders of Haotian Peak stepped forward and lifted Sha Yuanfeng down which had been frozen into a popsicle.

In the stands, Daoist Kuangfeng sighed: "Fellow Daoist Wuya, your disciples are really more amazing than the other one. This monk of the water movement will be a big shot in the future!"

Wu Yazi stroked his beard and said with a smile: "My son, so-so, it's okay."

As everyone knows, Wu Yazi's heart is already full of laughter.

I didn't expect that Shui Jie's practice has improved so much during this period, not only the improvement in tactical ability, but also a huge change in the perception of flexibility, which is really gratifying.

Thinking back to those days... the patriarch was able to become a soaring immortal by how flexible he was.

Here, Daoist Kuangfeng said: "Fellow Daoist Wuya, we have already lost two games in a row, and you have won the match point, but if I lose three games in a row, I'm afraid I won't be able to save face, and I can't do anything to the people in the sect. Tell me, so, in the next game, we're going to get serious."

Wu Yazi smiled slightly and said: "If you have any outstanding disciples, you might as well send them out to shine."

Daoist Kuangfeng said: "The next one to play is my direct disciple."

"Is it such a coincidence? Every disciple I send up is a true disciple." Wu Yazi said hehe.

"That's good."

Immediately, Master Kuangfeng turned his head and said to a man not far away: "You go, don't lose face as a teacher."

The expressionless young man walked towards the ring without nodding his head.

"The true biography of Haotian Peak, true Rufeng is here! Who will enlighten me?" The man held a short knife in his hand, and looked around lightly, with a supercilious look.

Huo Jie walked up to the front desk with a knife in hand.

"Your opponent is me!" Huo Jie responded.

"Very good, you are a swordsman, and so am I! Let's see whose sword is faster." Zhen Rufeng responded lightly.

But Huo Jie was even more indifferent than Zhen Rufeng, he drew his sword and slashed towards Zhen Rufeng on the spot.

[Five Elements of Talisman Gate. Fire Element. Fiery Slash]!
When Huo Jie raised his hand, it was a down-to-earth killing move, aimed at killing Zhen Rufeng.

Wu Yazi's five disciples each got a part of the five elements of Fumen, but the master led them into the door, and they all practiced on their own, and the cultivation methods of the brothers were different, and understanding became the biggest obstacle for everyone to advance.

Huo Jie's knife is a killer move he realized, and he has the courage to kill everything in front of him!

The spiritual power of the fire swept across, and the blade was like a light.

After it fell, the ground cracked open.

but……

Really like the wind is not within the scope of being cut.

"Your knife is very strong, like strong wine for cooking fire." Zhen Rufeng praised: "It's a pity, it's just a little slower."

After saying this, the knife that is really like the wind will arrive!
A short knife as thin as a willow leaf came to kill Huo Jie's neck.

Who knows how this guy got in front of Huo Jie.

At this moment, Huo Jie, who opened the door because of a full blow, fell into a near-death situation.

This is the battle between swordsmen in the comprehension world!

Unlike all other types of practitioners, swordsmen's battles are mostly like this, like wind and thunder, victory or defeat, life and death are all in this thought.

……

Huo Jie ran into a dangerous situation with one stab!

But Huo Jie is not a person who will admit defeat easily!

Facing the lancet falling towards his neck, Huo Jie made an astonishing response!
Using the little time he had, he avoided the vital part of his neck, and used the shoulder blade of his left arm to withstand the slash!
In the blink of an eye, the knife sliced ​​into Huo Jie's body.

Blood, accompanied by the force of the wind, began to splash.

This is the effect of Zhenrufeng's spiritual blessing: [bloodletting]!
But that's all the damage!

Zhen Rufeng was horrified to find that the direct knife was embedded in Huo Jie's body and could not be pulled out!

This Huo Jie... unexpectedly thought of a style of play that would hurt both sides.

By the time Zhen Rufeng realized this, it was already too late!

Because Huo Jie's knife has arrived.

The blade was still burning, like a raging fire.

Zhen Rufeng only has a tenth of a second to think about how to deal with his next step.

If I don't give up my knife and retreat, then my hand holding the knife will be cut off directly. Even if I am cultivated to the sky for the rest of my life, I can only use my left hand to hold the knife, because even if my severed hand can be taken back without any abnormality, But he could no longer practice the swift and windy sword technique of today.

Then, I had no choice but to give up the knife.

but……

Give up the knife, is he still a swordsman?

Swordsmen have a belief: the knife is in the people.

When I gave up the knife, my belief collapsed.

It's a choice.

And only fleeting time to think.

In the end, driven by instinct, Zhen Rufeng let go.

The knife remained on Huo Jie's body.

"Stop, we've lost this battle." Wu Yazi said before Huo Jie could strike again.

"Master..." Huo Jie was very puzzled.

Wu Yazi replied: "Disciple, keep your saber in your heart, now it's just a competition, not life and death."

Hearing this, Huo Jie's burning eyes gradually calmed down. He nodded, then drew the knife into its sheath, then pulled out the lancet that was cut on his body, and finally turned to look at Zhen Rufeng and said, "Your knife is fast, I You can admit that."

Really Rufeng's face was ashen.

Huo Jie continued: "You can win this competition, but when it comes to life and death, you will definitely die... You know what I mean, your sword is here with me, your belief as a swordsman is gone, your Dao heart is also destroyed. You can talk about winning or losing, but you can't talk about life and death, you have fear."

After saying this, Huo Jie threw away the bloody lancet, then turned and left the gazebo.

Zhen Rufeng stood in place, his eyes glazed over.

"Fellow Daoist, your apprentice is simply a desperado." Daoist Kuangfeng had a bad face.

Wu Yazi said angrily: "You are ashamed to say that Lao Tzu's apprentice was hacked like this by your apprentice, I will not stop, one of them will die today, but your apprentice has no knife, I I want to know how he lives."

"Isn't this a win?" Daoist Gufeng slapped haha.

"Let's start the fourth game." Wu Yazi lost interest because of the matter in Huo Jie's hands.

At the beginning of the fourth game, Tu Jie came out.

Tu Jie is a simple and honest young man, wearing short clothes and shorts, which are mended, holding a lump of soil in his hand, like a farmer who has returned from transplanting rice seedlings in the countryside.

Seeing such a guy, Daoist Kuangfeng smiled and said, "Fellow Daoist Wuya, your apprentices are really unique."

"Of course!" Wu Yazi said, "The purpose of my sect is to teach without discrimination, as long as there are talents that can be cultivated, don't care what they do, as long as they are willing to learn, they will achieve something."