Embers

In the end, when no one was available at the lower string gate, they sent Ye Bozhou.

At this time, almost all of the people in the arena have lost. Most of the rest are dismissive of the position of the leader of the martial arts, and have no intention of robbing these people, and the other half are just laughing all the way. It's the last one.

Ye Bozhou, Tan Suyu and Daoist Sikong.

Needless to say, Ye Bozhou, Xiaxianmen's hole card, a rookie in the martial arts, coupled with Wushuang's Jieyou sword, is naturally a high-strength martial arts;

Tan Suyu, a woman, attacked all the way up without any mercy, meeting gods and killing gods, meeting Buddhas and killing Buddhas, the power is evident;

Daoist Sikong, as the head of the Wangchen Sect, not to mention much higher than Fengguo Master Handan Master, but it is by no means inferior to them.

They are all first-class masters in the Jianghu, which makes the next few games immediately worth watching.Those who were sleeping, chatting, and playing cards in front of them all changed their state, and sat upright energetically.

The Devil's Cult side also fell silent.Nie Budu sat cross-legged in the front row, with one foot crossed, with a relaxed expression and a hint of interest.

"In the first match, Ye Bozhou of Xiaxianmen vs. Tan Suyu of Heaven Killing Palace!"

There was a burst of boiling underneath.In this competition, not to mention how strong the martial arts of the two sides are, how wonderful the exchange is, just the appearance of the two of them is enough to make people amazed again and again.

They are all dressed in spotless white clothes, one is tall and tall, elegant and suave; the other is beautiful and glamorous.The four eyes met each other, unexpectedly meeting each other.

"Hey, why do I even think that the two of them are worthy... Sure enough, I'm still not as good as Uncle Ye?"

Zheng Yijun shook Ember's shoulders in great frustration, not noticing the latter's darker face than his at all, "Do you think the two of them will fall in love with each other! Then I have no chance?"

"Won't!"

The rare change in tone made Zheng Yijun couldn't help but look sideways: "Why do you feel that something is wrong with you today?"

Ember stared straight at the two people on the stage, and actually gritted her teeth when she spoke: "I'm right!"

On the stage, Ye Bozhou exerted force on his wrist, a flash of silver light flashed, and Jieyou got out of the sheath!

"Palace Master Sandalwood, please!"

Tan Suyu was not too polite, she stood on tiptoe, and raised her hand to shoot a dart straight to the door!

Ye Bozhou was leisurely and calm, his fingers were flying, his long sword was flying around, and all the darts that flew were thrown back.

Tan Suyu's light work is elegant, and in a blink of an eye, she slid past Ye Bozhou's side face, and was about to attack the empty door behind her, but Ye Bozhou's figure was like lightning, and with a single grab, she almost restrained her dart hand!

After a brief fight, both sides used their own housekeeping skills. Tan Suyu's sky-killing dart technique and Ye Bozhou's worry-relieving sword technique instantly raised the level of the duel.

Tan Suyu's gait is ethereal, her moves are unpredictable, one dart can make ten shadows, and one dart can turn into a shower of stars, it's hard to tell the real from the fake, it's very confusing, and most people don't know the difference Which ones are true are already riddled with holes.

But Ye Bozhou is not an ordinary person.As a master, his hearing is naturally excellent, and he can tell one thing or two just by the sound of the wind.

After evading the opponent's attack with a few elegant movements, the long sword stabbed straight, unimpeded all the way, cutting through the air and going straight to Tan Suyu's neck.

Tan Suyu dodged sideways, gathering her internal force while her sleeves were flying, and with a flick of her fingers, a series of air currents were ejected like a hidden weapon.

Ye Bozhou's beautiful swords were broken one by one, and with a flick of his wrist, several sharp swords were as powerful as a bamboo.

Tan Suyu leaped forward, firing hidden weapons between her fingers;

Ye Bozhou dodged with a phoenix nod, and roared away with another move.

The two were extremely fast, and their moves were even faster. The positions of the two sides had been switched dozens of times in a flash.

Even Nie Budu couldn't help lingering on the hilt of the sword at his waist for a moment.

Overall, Tan Suyu's moves tend to be offensive.Because her darts are always going and never returning, it is a pity to use them for defense, so her moves are sharp and sharp, without ambiguity.

But Ye Bozhou has a sword in his hand, and he can attack and defend freely, so the offense and defense are divided equally.You can't attack people, and you can't back down when defending, but once you make a move, you will be as powerful as a rainbow.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the people below also took a good look at Jieyou, and then deeply realized how different famous swords are.

It cuts iron like mud, and when Qingfeng hits a hidden weapon, it shatters the menacing dart into pieces;

It seems to have aura, and cooperates with Ye Bozhou's body skills to bring out every move and style of Jieyou swordsmanship to the extreme;

It is low-key and luxurious, and when the overwhelming sword flowers fall, it can show an incomparably brilliant streamer...

The beating lasted for half an hour, and both of them had sweat on their foreheads.

In the end, with Ye Bozhou's move, the wind blew up and the clouds dispersed, and the sword's edge came with surging sword energy, and Tan Suyu had no way to parry it.

In fact, all the hidden weapons on her body have been exhausted, and even if she continues to fight, it will be a delay.

But Ye Bozhou's move was the last move, there was no back and forth, seeing her admitting defeat, he had to turn sideways halfway, and slashed the long sword straight on the iron platform, creating a crack!

Everyone couldn't help but gasped.

Ye Bozhou paused, pulled out his sword, and inserted it back into its sheath.

Tan Suyu pulled off the veil and wiped away her sweat, but there was still no trace of superfluous expression on her face, only her cheeks were slightly red, which was hot.

Everyone: "..."

Ye Bozhou smiled and said "Concession", the two looked at each other and stepped off the stage.

Next, it should be Ye Bozhou fighting Daoist Sikong. Ye Bozhou was about to take the stage, but Daoist Sikong who came up to the stage before him waved his hand at him, indicating that there is no need.

"The martial arts conference has always been a place to learn martial arts, but in the end it is to compete for a martial arts leader. The old man is also old. He intends to compete, but has no intention of competing. Although Bo Zhou is young, his martial arts are not shallow. If there is a chance in the future, the old man There must be a hearty comparison with it!"

Taking a step back at a critical moment and resting on Daoist Sikong's body, this kind of behavior is not difficult to understand.

First of all, as he himself said, he is too old to participate in too many affairs in the world.Secondly, the Wangchen faction and the Qinghua faction have been fighting openly and secretly. If he becomes the leader of the martial arts at this time, it means that the Wangchen faction has surpassed the Qinghua faction by a certain margin.

In the end, even a reasonable counterattack in the face of provocation will be said to be bullying the small, which is not a good thing for the Wangchen faction.

In the end, people with long brains also understood that with Daoist Sikong's martial arts and qualifications, he would never refuse to compete just because he was afraid of losing to Ye Bozhou, a junior.

They also made it clear: the competition is fine, but we don't want the position of martial arts leader.Others can't say anything more.

Ye Bozhou smiled, naturally he would not go against his intention.But Lu Yuzhi breathed a sigh of relief calmly - he was really afraid that Ye Bozhou would lose to Daoist Sikong, and the plan of going down the string door would be a failure.

Today is just such a competition, if there is someone who challenges Ye Bozhou tomorrow, then continue the competition, if not, Ye Bozhou will successfully become the next martial arts leader.

For this result, all sects and factions have calculations.

Nie Budu got up lazily, and asked slowly, "Is it done?"

Mo Yuan nodded and said, "It's done."

Nie Budu said: "How much did you give?"

Mo Yuan thought for a while, then stretched out three fingers.

Nie Budu raised his eyebrows: "Baiyin?"

Mo Yuan's expression was not good: "Gold!"

Nie Budu laughed.

……

"Oh, why are you dawdling, come up!"

"..."

"Oh, it's the last night, she's leaving tomorrow..."

"..."

"Can't you say a word to comfort the young master?"

"..."

"Forget it, forget it, let's just do it!" Zheng Yijun waved his hands discouragedly, and then tried his best to look under the opposite eaves.

Ember sat next to her with a blank expression on her face, not at all interested in what Zheng Yijun did.

"When do you think she will come out? Alas, I have been waiting for more than an hour, my lord."

Ember sneered in her heart, who hasn't spent more than an hour here.

The moonlight was bright, and the night wind blew gently, making the leaves rustle.It's almost summer.

Zheng Yijun was still chattering there, Yu Jin didn't bother to listen, but his thoughts had already drifted back to the bed, thinking that Ye Bozhou must be lying alone on the bed at this moment and cannot sleep.

"Hey!" Zheng Yijun was suddenly frightened, "Do you think she can hear me talking all the time!"

The corner of Ember's mouth twitched: "...she has already heard it."

As soon as the words fell, the door opposite was pushed open, and a plain figure appeared in sight, was it Tan Suyu who was frowning?

"..."

The next day was the last day of this martial arts conference.

The number of people who came today was much less than yesterday, because according to past experience, basically arranging the final challenge was just a formality, and the dust had already settled yesterday.

If you think about it, it’s true that every time a martial arts conference is not a gathering of talented people, it’s all the same for those who should be compared and who should lose. The last one is basically the number one master of martial arts. Who would dare to go up and challenge without knowing the current affairs? .

As for the Devil's Cult—everyone in the White Way has the same idea.

They felt that judging from the Demon Cult's behavior style and Nie Budu's martial arts, if he wanted to be the leader of the martial arts alliance, he didn't need to fight like this, and even showed his face.

If people want to grab it, they can defeat the then martial arts leader at any time and grab this position.What's more, with the conceit of the Demon Cult, it doesn't even bother to be the leader of the martial arts alliance of the white way, and you have to worry about the big and small things between the various factions, why bother.

Everyone, including Ye Bozhou, thought so.But this time, they all guessed wrong.

Nie Budu walked onto the stage calmly, with a bright red robe, fluttering sleeves, and a cynical smile on the corner of his mouth.

Ye Bozhou looked at him fixedly, although there was surprise in his eyes, there was no trace of panic.

Silent.

Nie Budu looked at him with a smile that was not a smile; Ye Bozhou looked at him calmly, calm and gentle.

An indescribable sense of oppression spread quietly and silently.