In those years, the cultivators we cut together

"Ahhhh!"

In the chaos, the two children cleverly hugged Lin Xiaolu's two short legs, trying to trip him up together, but Lin Xiaolu's breath sank, and his whole body immediately became as stable as Mount Tai, his body remained motionless, as if he had landed on the ground beside him. Under Sheng Gen's horse stance, no matter how much strength the two children exerted, they couldn't make him move half an inch, but he was directly beaten to the ground with two "bang bang" punches.

Throwing away these two little clever ghosts, Lin Xiaolu roared again, chasing and beating the children.

The entire Hanbaiyu Terrace instantly turned into a unilateral bully!

Straight punches, swing punches, swung punches, elbow strikes, knee strikes, horizontal kicks, leg kicks, with the skillful coordination of various moves, the children were beaten down in pieces like rag dolls!

"Brother Lu, I'm wrong, Brother Lu, I'm wrong~" A child cried loudly, running up and down on the stage with short legs, tears pouring everywhere, and Lin Xiaolu sprinted behind him After catching up, he grabbed his back collar, and then raised his hand to slap his head. The child immediately fell to the ground with a "plop", holding his head and crying loudly.

So far, there are only a few remaining children headed by Dongfangdan on the stage.

"Brother Lu, hit me lightly!" Dongfangdan looked at Lin Xiaolu who was extremely brave in front of him, and said with a mournful face, "I dare not disobey the elder's order, you have to hit him lightly in a while."

"Brother Lu, don't beat me up, I will give you the refined elixir every day from now on, the kind that doesn't cause hemorrhoids." Tang Yuan blinked her eyes and said solemnly.

At this moment, the whole white marble platform was full of children with bruised noses and swollen faces, crying so hard that the people on the high platform were dumbfounded.

One person hit fifty, this little guy actually did it...

The faces of the elders on the high platform became a little ugly, but Ye Qingluan said with great interest: "This little guy really has two brushes, Li Mingru, you actually taught a powerful warrior."

Li Mingru smiled and did not speak, but Fang Wuxiu at the side of the stage looked at the few children left on the stage, and said slowly:

"You all end up, Chen Nianyun!"

"The disciple is here!"

On the high platform, Chen Nianyun, who had never made a move, saluted respectfully.

Fang Wuxiu commanded condescendingly: "Come and practice your hands with this little doll."

After he finished speaking, he waved his hand, and a blue light emerged into the arena, flew in front of Chen Nianyun, and turned into a silver-white spirit sword.

"Just use this low-grade spirit sword to tell this little baby what is the difference between immortals and mortals!"

When the elders on the high platform saw Fang Wuxiu, they all looked at Fang Wuxiu in surprise.

Zhang Mobai of Yangshen's lineage looked at Fang Wuxiu with contempt and said: "Senior brother Fang, are you afraid that Chen Nianyun will lose to Lin Xiaolu, and deliberately let him use the spirit sword to compete?"

"What did Junior Sister Zhang say?" Fang Wuxiu responded indifferently: "My spirit sword lineage is originally a sword cultivator, and it is only natural to use swords to learn from each other."

The elders didn't speak for a while after hearing the words.

This is completely useless, Lin Xiaolu is eight years old, Chen Nianyun is 11 years old.

Chen Nianyun is currently at the third level of condensing energy and has a spirit sword to assist in the battle, while Lin Xiaolu has nothing but so-called martial arts.

But they also understood why Fang Wuxiu did this.

If Lin Xiaolu really let Lin Xiaolu beat all the children present today, it would be an insult to them!

It will even make their disciples doubt themselves, whether cultivating immortals is really stronger than martial arts, which will shake their hearts.

Of course, the elders would definitely not think so. In their view, the reason why Lin Xiaolu was able to defeat his disciple was entirely because his disciple had too little actual combat experience.

Martial arts are things practiced by mortals, and they are doomed to have limitations and room for growth. They are not popular methods!

So it is impossible for them to agree to let Lin Xiaolu defeat Chen Nianyun.

Therefore, in today's competition, Lin Xiaolu must lose!

Ye Qingluan looked at Chen Nianyun who was holding a spirit sword in the audience, then looked at Lin Xiaolu who was empty-handed, and smiled at Li Mingru: "Mingru, why don't you find a weapon for Lin Xiaolu too?"

When Zhao Xuanyi heard it, he immediately showed a sarcasm smile: "Forget it, head, Lin Xiaolu has no spiritual power in his body, and even if he is given a magic weapon, he won't be able to move it. It's like a fire stick."

Ye Qingluan thought about it, so he didn't speak any more, threw away the pear he had eaten in his hand, and leisurely peeled the banana.

On the high stage, the children left the stage one after another. Dongfangdan, Tangyuan, Liu Shuai and others also stepped off the stage. The few of them hid at the end and did not fight Lin Xiaolu. They all gave him encouragement before stepping down:

"Brother Lu, fuck Chen Nianyun to death! I like you!"

"Brother Lu, don't be cowardly, you beat him so many times before, you can beat him now!"

"Brother Lu, I still have the elixir for hemorrhoids here, why don't you fool him into taking it and try it, then he will definitely not be able to beat you"

Lin Xiaolu rolled his eyes at these unreliable boys, and then looked at the last person in the field - Chen Nianyun!

Chen Nianyun also looked at the boy in front of him who had been feuding with him for a long time, silently holding the spirit sword in his hand and did not speak. Although he is still young at this moment, he already has a faint sense of swordsman demeanor standing on the stage.

But Lin Xiaolu glanced at him with a smile, and joked: "I haven't seen you for a long time, Chen Nianyun, today I'm going to beat you up again."

Chen Nianyun pursed his lips, then looked at the boy in front of him and said:

"Lin Xiaolu, I am now at the third level of Qi Condensation, and I have initially mastered the Muling Sword Art of my spirit sword lineage. You are not my opponent, and I don't want to bully the small with the big. You admit defeat."

Lin Xiaolu tilted her head in doubt when she heard the words, and looked at Chen Nianyun with a trace of curiosity: "You were not like this before, you would definitely jump up to fight with me, how come you talk like an adult now."

"Because I've grown up." Chen Nianyun breathed out and said, "I was imprisoned by the master for more than half a year, and now I'm 11 years old. Naturally, I won't be as knowledgeable as eight or nine-year-old children like you."

Lin Xiaolu nodded blankly after hearing this, and then began to move his wrists, ankles, body joints and other parts, and said with a smile while moving:

"It's true that you are not as annoying as you used to be, okay, grandpa will be gentle when he beats you later!"

Chen Nianyun also smiled helplessly, and said: "You are still the same as before, with such a cheap mouth."

After he finished speaking, he held the sword and stood still, silently waiting for Lin Xiaolu to recover his body. His posture was so chic that the elders on the high platform nodded one after another:

"This Chen Nianyun is really good. The old man has already seen a trace of sword intent in him, Senior Brother Fang." Elder Yao Yuan Sun Tangliang looked at Fang Wuxiu and asked, "How much have you learned the Muling Sword Art?"

Fang Wuxiu looked at his disciples below, and responded blankly: "I have learned the Mu Xue Fuchen in the Mu Ling Sword Art."

As soon as these words came out, the elders were all taken aback, even Li Mingru stopped drinking and looked up at Fang Wuxiu.

Ye Qingluan even brightened her beautiful eyes and said, "This little guy has even mastered Mu Xue Fuchen?"

Fang Wuxiu nodded in agreement.

"Nianyun's cultivation talent may not be as monstrous as Lin Xiaoyu, Mingru's younger brother, but he is a natural swordsman, and his talent for learning sword-like spiritual arts is definitely the most well-deserved number one!"

After finishing speaking, he seemed to feel that it was not enough, and after pondering for a while, he added a sentence that shocked the audience:

"In less than a hundred years, Nianyun will surpass the old man and become the number one swordsman in Emei!"

At this moment, the elders all took a breath, all of them were shocked.

They didn't expect that Fang Wuxiu would value this little disciple so much, and give such a high evaluation.

After the astonishment passed, Zhao Xuanyi's face was overjoyed: "I really deserve to be Senior Brother Fang's disciple. It seems that the outcome of this exchange is already doomed!"

After finishing speaking, he looked at Li Mingru again, and lightly said with provocation in his eyes:

"Senior Brother Mingru, this trash disciple of yours is about to lose~ What are your plans?"