Zongwu: A prosperous family starts with marrying Yao Yue

"How about we send one person from each side to compete in three games?"

"Don't worry, the rewards will all be given by this prince, just to help everyone on Senior Xunzi's birthday," Fu Su suggested with a smile.

"Okay, we promise you!"

Fu Nian nodded and was the first to step forward. And the person walking out from the prince's side on the other side turned out to be the white-haired woman.

"This senior is..."

Fu Nian frowned and thought for a while but couldn't even name him.

However, the terrifying aura on the other party's body, coupled with His Highness the Crown Prince's respect for him, made Fu Nian vaguely guess a general idea.

"My name is Xiaomeng, and I am currently the head of the Taoist Tianzong."

There was no expression on Xiaomeng's face, as if she was saying something ordinary.

"It turns out he is the head of Tianzong. I wonder what the senior wants to compete with?"

Fu Nian heard the words and bowed slightly.

At this time, even he did not expect that the young woman in front of him could even be as senior as his uncle.

On the contrary, they all became juniors.

"Just like this water, if you can catch these water drops from my hand, you will win."

Xiao Meng walked to a flowing pool not far away, and raised the Qiuli sword in her back hand slightly, and more than a dozen clear water droplets fell steadily on the sword.

"Senior please!"

Fu Nian didn't say much nonsense and had already drawn out the Tai'a Sword in his hand while speaking.

"Then you can take it."

The next moment, Xiaomeng shouted lowly, and the Qiuli sword in his hand began to tremble violently. Those water droplets seemed to be constantly jumping on the sword.

Hou Xiaomeng's internal force suddenly injected into the sword body, and the entire sword body turned around and swept lightly.

Those water drops containing Xiaomeng's majestic internal power turned into several water lines and went straight to Fu Nian on the opposite side.

This scene can be said to have shocked everyone present, especially those martial arts masters.

They never expected that this young woman would be able to attach such strong internal force to the water droplets through the sword body.

If the person on the opposite side is not strong enough, he may be killed directly by these water droplets.

The powerful penetrating force generated at that moment was enough to penetrate a finger-thick wooden board.

Even if it were an ordinary person's skull, it might not be much harder than a wooden board.

However, Fu Nian, who was opposite you, did not panic when he saw this.

The Tai'a sword in his hand was deflected at a strange angle, and he caught more than a dozen drops of water without leaking a single drop.

But Su Xu saw Fu Nian's arm trembling slightly at that moment.

Obviously, even if Fu Nian could catch this move, it would be extremely difficult.

The opponent's internal strength was obviously stronger than Fu Nian's, but the gap between the two sides was not something that couldn't be made up with skills.

When Su Xu raised his head again, Fu Nian had already shaken his right hand, and the water droplets on the sword in his hand returned to the spring water beside him.

"Then how should you respond to this move next!"

After a simple test, Xiao Meng's aura suddenly changed.

Finally, the whole person seemed to be integrated with the long sword in front of him, just a drop of water came out of the spring.

With a slight swing of the long sword, the water droplets flew toward Fu Nian with terrifying power.

This time the battle was actually several times more dangerous than before.

When Su Xu saw this scene, he could already say without hesitation that this drop of water could easily kill the top masters in the world.

Even some top experts may die if they are not prepared in advance.

Although on the surface it was a sparring match at this moment, both sides were really trying their best to fight each other.

This feeling of hidden murderous intent was not felt at all by the many spectators present.

Fu Nian raised his sword to resist, but this time he underestimated Xiao Meng's move of Shi Shui.

If the mind is calm, just a drop of water can kill someone invisible. This is a brand new state of Taoist enlightenment.

If you can practice successfully, you will be almost invincible in competition at the same level.

This is not to say that this method can only be used to fight with water.

The technique of "Stilling the Mind" is more like a mental formula that a sword cultivator needs. It can help everyone to train the martial artist's state of mind faster and master more aspects of martial arts moves.

Fu Nian took a few steps back, frowning slightly, and used all his strength to collect the dozen or so drops of water with great difficulty.

It's just that no one knew that even though he was close to him, most of his power was relieved. But the power he consumed at that moment was even much greater than Xiao Meng's.

If the two sides were really fighting for life and death, compared to Xiaomeng's coldness and ruthlessness, Fu Nian, who was calm and collected, would most likely lose because he didn't fight with all his strength. But on Xiaomeng's side, he used all his strength with every sword. Seeing that although it was difficult, Fu Nian caught all the water drops.

Before Fu Nian could recover, Xiao Meng across from him suddenly shook the sword in his hand. Suddenly, a large number of water droplets fell from above in the spring, as if it was raining.

Water droplets containing powerful internal force were knocked away by Xiao Meng.

Fu Nian, on the other hand, could only respond calmly. With almost every drop he caught, he took a step back.

It wasn't until he took nearly ten steps back that a strange light shone in Fu Nian's eyes.

The next moment, Fu Nian saw Tai'a in Fu Nian's hand drawing a semicircle in front of him.

The raindrops in the air were actually lifted up by a strong sword energy, and fell into the pool not far away. And the water droplets turned into faint lotus flowers, and slowly bloomed under everyone's gaze. Swinging his sword to answer the charge, his heart was as calm as water. Even if more water droplets flew in, it would not affect Fu Nian's state of mind at this moment. Although they were on the defensive waiting to attack, they managed to do it without leaking.

With such an attitude of being open-minded and eager to learn, even the aggressive Xiaomeng on the opposite side changed his face one after another. Finally, he slowly retracted his sword and suddenly said: "You are indeed the senior brother Fu Nian among the three outstanding figures of Confucianism. I recognize your strength and state of mind!"

"This is the end of the competition between you and me."

After Xiaomeng finished speaking, she took back her sword and stood beside the eldest son Fusu again. Although the duel between the two took an extreme time, everyone could see the danger in it.

Every drop of water struck by that Tianzong Xiaomeng contained extremely terrifying internal power, as well as her sword intent.

Even the top masters in the arena will be severely injured in an instant if they are careless. Second-rate masters will even be instantly killed by their opponent, unable to avoid these terrifying water droplets.

The reason why Xiaomeng did this was because of the instructions from the eldest son Fusu. The purpose is to suppress the arrogance of these people present.

So that they can know who is the strongest force here.

However, even Xiaomeng did not expect that this young Confucian leader would possess such strong internal strength.

His talent can be said to be comparable to hers, and his status in Tianzong is Fu Nian's status in Confucianism.

"I have heard for a long time that Yan Lu, the second master of the Little Sage Village, is good at invisible swords. His speed is extremely fast and can be said to be invisible. Today, Bai Feng will ask Mr. Yan Lu for advice!"

At this moment, Bai Feng, who was behind Fusu, suddenly walked out of the crowd and looked at Yan Lu, one of the three Confucian heroes, with a smile on his face.

"Junior brother..."

Fu Nian wanted to say something, but after seeing the look in Yan Lu's eyes, he took back the words that came to his lips.

Because he knew that his second junior brother was not an impulsive person.