"This move is called Tai Chi Sword, and it was created by Palace Master Han!"

Fairy Xuanyi got off to a good start, igniting the enthusiasm of the audience, flew off the stage, landed lightly on the side of Yin Yang Sect, and sat in her seat.

"How about it, Master Han, are you satisfied with the little girl's performance?"

Fairy Xuanyi squinted at Han Yun, and said in a strange way.

"It's okay, but the last shout was a bit deliberate, you don't have to call it my creation, and others can guess it."

Han Yun didn't take offense at all, it would be strange if my aunt stopped talking like this one day.

He has long been used to this aunt who is dignified on the surface but actually playful, and is used to her cynicism and sarcasm every day.

"Yo, so I'm still wrong? Why, others can say it, but I can't say it? It seems that others are more important in your heart, Han Dianzhu, that's right, what am I? Let's have some tea."

Han Yun chuckled,

"My aunt is naturally extremely important in my heart."

"Oh, of course you have an aunt in your heart, but now that you have a younger sister, why don't you forget about your aunt?"

Fairy Xuanyi had a smirk on her lips, and kept looking at Qi Xiaoyu, making Qi Xiaoyu flushed with embarrassment, not daring to look up.

Han Yun sighed and said,

"Ling'er."

"Ah? What's wrong, big brother?"

Jun Linger asked quickly.

"Learn."

"Learn what?"

"Learn how master's yin and yang strange energy kills people."

"You are looking for a fight!"

Fairy Xuanyi stared beautifully, and punched Han Yun hard.

At this time, the palm bender also came to the stage, and then said,

"Everyone, in the first match, Fairy Xuanyi gave us a good start and staged a wonderful battle. The next match, I think, will not be as intense as the previous match. Now let us draw lots , to decide the next round of candidates.”

"The second match is between Chai Yuan, a great Confucian of Donglin Academy, and He Shiyi, an elder of the Witch God Sect!

Both parties please come on stage. "

On one side was the Royal Stand, and on the other was the Witch God Cult stand, two figures flew down onto the ring.

Chai Yuan was wearing a white Confucian long gown, he was gentle and refined, after all he was here to attend the Martial Arts Conference, so it is not appropriate to wear an official gown.

The old acquaintance, He Shishi, was dressed in black, with a sense of mystery of gods, gods and ghosts. On his neck, runes covered by the clothes were faintly exposed, which fit the image of witch gods.

Chai Yuan clasped his hands and chanted loudly,

"Half-god, half-sage and half-immortal, all Confucianism and Taoism are all sages,

There are thousands of volumes of real books in the abdomen, and half the sky of civil and military affairs is mastered.

Chai Yuan, a great Confucian of Donglin Academy, met Eleven Brothers. "

"Nice poem!"

"Master Chai is very talented!"

"As expected of the Great Confucianism of Donglin Academy, he is far more refined than those who scold him as soon as he comes up."

"I want to write this poem and hang it in my bedroom!"

"What a master of both civil and martial arts, Master Chai!"

Chai Yuan has a great reputation no matter in the officialdom, among the people, or in the world.

In the officialdom, he is the Minister of the Ministry of Officials, equivalent to the Deputy Minister of the Ministry of Personnel of the whole country, and he is in charge of the promotion and transfer of all officials. Which official does not know him.

In the arena, Chai Yuan is a third-rank strongman, and each third-rank is a well-known existence. Dachuan is a martial artist, so he naturally worships the strong.

Among the folks, Chai Yuan is quite famous for his virtuous and literary talents, and everyone knows that Mr. Chai has a clean sleeve and unparalleled talent.

Of course, it is precisely because he has a clean sleeve and never takes bribes, so Wang Fugui has not been able to win him over so far.

But it's coming soon, money is not enough, then rely on the friendship between the two sides, rely on the concept of governing the country to win him over.

He Shishi is a middle-aged man in his 30s, about the same age as Chai Yuan, and he also smiled heartily at this time,

"He Shishi has met Brother Chai, and he is not as good as Brother Chai in the following, so he will not show his clumsiness. Let's see the real chapter in our hands."

"Okay, brother eleven please."

Behind Chai Yuan, he pulled out the Tianyuan Brush from his waist, twirled it in his hand, and then pointed downward, waiting for He Shiyi to attack.

As a wizard of the Witch God Cult, He Shiyi usually does not use weapons. He put his palms together, closed his eyes, and silently recited formulas.

Dots of black air emerged from his body, and five black shadows condensed in midair.

These five streams of black energy condensed into five monstrous beasts: snake, hedgehog, mouse, weasel and fox.

These five kinds of fierce beasts are called the Five Immortals of the Northeast. As a third-rank wizard, He Shiyi is the existence that can summon the upper body of all five kinds of great immortals.

He Shishi yelled "Go", and in an instant, the five black shadows of monsters opened their bloody mouths and roared towards Chai Yuan.

Chai Yuan's expression did not change, and he did not retreat at all. The clear light on his body appeared outside his body, protecting him in it, and it was difficult to get close to the fierce black energy.

This is the awe-inspiring righteousness cultivated by Confucianism, which specializes in overcoming all evil things.

Immediately afterwards, Chai Yuan swung the Tianyuan brush in his hand, and shouted "Back!" ! !

Suddenly, a storm emerged from Chai Yuan, whistling and blowing towards the five shadows of monster beasts. The monster beasts opened their mouths and roared mournfully, resisting the hurricane, but to no avail, they were blown back steadily by the hurricane , and finally had no choice but to return to He Shili's body weakly.

"This martial art is called Yixie Zhengqifeng, which was created by Palace Master Han!"

When Chai Yuan spoke, he felt a little ashamed. After all, shouting these words in front of tens of thousands of people is really a bit of a second grade. When asked to do so, he would never shout out in his life.

Han Yun in the audience also felt a little ashamed, but there was nothing he could do, it was all for reputation and achievement points...

The two of them were ashamed, but the people in the audience were different. When they heard the five big characters created by Han Dianzhu, they immediately concluded the victory. The final victory must belong to the official Chai Yuan!

For nothing else, in this kind of martial arts conference, the five characters created by Dianzhu Han have already represented all authority. As long as someone uses the martial arts created by Dianzhu Han, they will definitely win.

Unless the opponent can also come up with the martial arts created by Han Dianzhu.

He Shiyi's five demon beast shadows returned to his body. Although direct attacks with the five immortals did not work, the return of the five immortals could also enhance his own combat effectiveness.

He shouted loudly, flew towards Chai Yuan, Chai Yuan did not retreat but advanced, also flew up, waved the Tianyuan brush and rushed towards He Shiyi.

I saw the arm-length brush draw a few strokes casually in mid-air, and a defensive rune appeared in front of Chai Yuan.

A phantom of a weasel was condensed on He Shiyi's fist, and he punched the rune.

In an instant, the rune shattered, and the phantom weasel screamed and dissipated, turning into black energy and returning to He Shiyi's body.

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