I practice ruthless way

"My mother!"

"Dad!"

With a loud exclamation, Qu Hanxing pointed to the ring with his finger, and turned his head to look at Song Ci: "His opponent is Guiyuan Shangjing, right?"

Song Ci opened his mouth wide: "His realm is also in Guiyuan! He has not reached Dzogchen!"

"Can Guiyuan Upper Realm differ so much from Guiyuan Upper Realm?" Qu Hanxing spread his hands, feeling that Bie Beilou's strength is so unreasonable, "Isn't he a medical practitioner?"

"I can't help but think of the way my little master uncle chopped off my high-grade steel sword with an iron sword." Song Ci said, and then he did not forget to praise: "Of course our little master uncle is more powerful."

The two talked to each other, making Wei Chuyun couldn't help laughing, then turned to Xiao Man and asked, "What do you think?"

"It's just one game, so we can't draw a conclusion." Xiao Man said calmly, his gaze still below.

In the arena, Bie Beilou flicked the strings and knocked his opponent into the air, the sound of the piano was still so clear, it was really beautiful and neat to win.With a calm face, he held the piano in one hand, turned and walked off the ring, throwing away the sound of the drums that determined the outcome.

At this moment, the onlookers under the stands let out thunderous screams and shouts:

"Don't father—"

"Father, look at me, look at me!"

"Don't work hard, Dad!"

"do not……"

Their voices can be heard very far away, but who among the practitioners here has poor hearing?Song Ci had never seen such a scene before, and he froze on the spot: "What are they doing?"

Wei Chuyun spoke out to explain the confusion: "Yixiu is different from us. We practice in the mountains, but Yixiu joins the world to help the world. There are many people in the rivers and lakes who have been taken care of by this little sage. So there are many people who help him in the battle."

"Shouldn't you call him 'Daddy' directly?" Song Ci had a complicated expression.

After listening to Wei Chuyun's words, Qu Hanxing felt that it made sense: "A doctor, who can bring people back from the gate of hell, isn't it just reborn parents?"

Song Ci thought for a while, and cupped his fists at him: "Junior Brother Qu is right. But my father is still there, even if someone brings me back to life, I can't call someone else's father."

The competition in the arena continued.Everyone on the court could become their own opponent in the following rounds, so their attention turned very quickly, the drums beat together, and their expressions returned to seriousness.

At about [-]:[-] a.m., it was Qu Hanxing's turn to play.

Although Qu Hanxing ate the lucky dumplings in the pot full of blessings, in this round of competition, his luck was really bad. The opponent he met was a Guiyuan Upper Realm, which was two layers higher than his small realm.

Last night Yan Wushu had told him about the advantages and disadvantages of this person's martial art. He practiced it in his head all night, but when he actually came to the court and faced each other, he was still unspeakably nervous.

At the beginning, he seized the opportunity with his dexterous body skills, but after going through several moves, his opponent found a flaw and suddenly fell to the ground.

From this moment on, his breathing became disordered.

But he still persevered, closed his eyes, persevered, and endured thirty strokes under the opponent's hands before he was truly defeated.

Mo Juntian helped him back to the stands, and Xiao Man handed him the wound medicine.Qu Hanxing calmed down a bit, and couldn't help asking: "Is this an occasion where Guiyuan Shangjing walks everywhere?"

"Of course not, there are several returning to the middle stage and returning to the initial stage in front of you." Mo Juntian said.

Song Ci patted him on the shoulder, sighed and said, "Junior Brother Qu, you were right earlier, luck is a given, if you enjoy good luck in one place, you can't be sure about other places."

After filming, he was given another plaster.

Qu Hanxing put on a moving look, took the plaster, grabbed Song Ci's hand, and said earnestly and sincerely: "Senior Brother Song, you have to work hard together with me, you must win, win back double victory! "

Song Ci: "..."

Song Ci suddenly felt a lot of pressure.

He Jian saw that at this time, a flying sword came from the cloud and sent a message to Qu Hanxing to ask him to go over.

Qu Hanxing hurriedly responded, and after Feijian left, he sighed: "I'm going to face the storm of Master."

He left for a long time, and it was almost dusk. Finally, it was the No.12 group's turn, and Xiao Man appeared.

Xiao Man's opponent is a disciple of Gaefeng Castle who returned to the Yuan Dynasty, and according to Yan Wushu, he came to open his eyes.

The two greeted each other on the field.As soon as the drum beat to the ground, the disciples of Gaefeng Castle raised their knives and stood up.

Liefengbao is located in the depths of the Northwest Snow Mountain. It has been tempered by the cold snow that has not melted for many years, and its sword is also full of the cold snow.

He crossed half of the arena like lightning, and came to a distance in front of Xiao Man.Xiao Man raised his right hand slightly, flipped his wrist, and grabbed Jian Hongchen.

Then, towards the front, draw a sword from diagonally downward to upward.

The sword light exploded in the twilight wind, and the sword wind slashed against the twilight wind, full of vigor, and the atmosphere on the field suddenly condensed.The disciples of Liefengbao only felt that the sword was blocked, and wanted to change their moves, but they found that their feet were empty and they had already left the ground.

When he came back to his senses, he had already fallen on the ring, and with a woo-wah, he spat out a mouthful of blood.

He lost, he hadn't delivered a move yet, and he lost halfway.

Xiao Man retracted his sword, turned around and walked off the ring.

"Hey!" Suddenly, someone shouted at Xiao Man.

The voice was somewhat familiar, Xiao Man searched for it, and saw that it was the simple boy who fought with others on the street yesterday.

"Are you accepting disciples?" Pu Dao boy asked.

Xiao Man ignored it and walked back.

The teachers and leaders of all sects and factions are all on the cloud, regardless of the position of the faction, whoever is familiar with whomever sits in the same place.

Liu Yuejun took a sip of his wine and asked Yan Wushu with a smile: "In terms of seniority, Xiao Man is your uncle now?"

"Hmm." Yan Wushu fixed his eyes on Xiao Man and hummed softly when he heard the words.

Jin Tiannan felt a little regretful, shaking his head and said: "Why is it playing so fast like Bie Beilou?"

Yan Wushu disagreed: "When dealing with the weak, do we need to be merciful?"

"The sword intent is fierce." Jin Tiannan's tone turned into emotion, "For such a young man to be able to use such a sword, the future is limitless."

"Learned from Master Shen." Yan Wushu smiled.

"No wonder it's a little bit cold." Jin Tiannan immediately understood, and then said: "I hope my apprentice will not meet him, otherwise the chances of winning are really not great."

A few more rounds were played in the arena. Today's competition is over, each faction returns to Bailuzhou, and the rest of the spectators return to various places in Guangling City like the ebb tide.

Xiao Man was dragged by Qu Hanxing to eat hot pot once.

After dinner, he found an excuse to say goodbye to everyone, and walked aimlessly in Guangling City.

The whole journey was very lively, with lights and festoons adorning the passing places. He walked through the streets and alleys for an unknown amount of time, and his whole body gradually became desolate.

Xiao Man didn't bring a map, but he knew exactly where he was going - no matter how prosperous and beautiful a city is, there will always be places where dirt and evil are hidden.The people living there are poorly clothed and hungry. Some people steal and rob, some kill people and set fire to them. They only live today, not tomorrow.

"Little Phoenix." Yan Wushu quietly appeared beside him and called softly.

Xiao Man ignored him and walked deeper into the street.

He always knew that Yan Wushu was by his side, and he couldn't drive him away with words or beat him, so he just let him go.

Yan Wushu walked side by side with him. As he walked, he raised his hand and cast a spell on him to prevent the sewage on the ground from staining his plain white Taoist robe.

After walking for a while, I didn't expect to see a familiar person.

Bie Beilou stood in front of a dilapidated hut, administering needles to a man who had injured his hand.The man cursed and screamed in pain, his expression remained unchanged, he waited for ten breaths, and then pulled out the needle.

"Okay." Biebei said.

Hearing this, the man raised his hand, cautiously at first, with some hesitation and disbelief, when he found that his hand was really healed and could move freely, he knelt down with a plop, and cried to Bie Beilou:

"My hand was injured for three years, and you were able to heal it. Benefactor, you are truly a god! Benefactor, can you tell me your name and name? I can't repay you. I only wish to spread your kindness!"

Don Beilou ignored him, turned around and walked to another place.

He is dressed in an elegant Taoist robe, embroidered with faint plum blossoms, which is incompatible with this place, but it rises and falls endlessly.

There is no fork in this street, Xiao Man walks deep, Biebeilou is in front, every time he encounters a sick person, Biebeilou will stop, or give acupuncture or surgery.

"This little sage has the demeanor of a teacher." Yan Wushu twirled the folding fan in his hand and said with emotion, "Senior sage will be very pleased if he sees it."

Hearing these words at first is not very strange, but after careful thought, there are deep meanings, Xiao Man looked at Yan Wushu for the first time, did not want to fight with him, and asked bluntly: "What do you mean?"

"Jiang Qingting, the sage of Medicine Valley, has been out of the world for decades. There are rumors that he ascended, and there are rumors that he retired, but I... tend to say that he failed to ascend." Yan Wushu lowered his voice and said with a smile.

Xiao Man had never heard of this person.Most of the time, his understanding of the people in this world came from Yan Wushu, and he would not know unless Yan Wushu told him about it.He has no interest in the Master of Medicine Valley, but ascension is the end point that every practitioner yearns for, so he couldn't help asking: "What will happen if the ascension fails?"

"If it is light, it will be injured and the realm will fall; if it is serious, it will be directly smashed into ashes by the sky thunder, and the body will die." Yan Wushu said.

At this moment, Bie Beilou healed another person's injuries.He didn't walk towards the next step, but turned around and walked towards the stone wall diagonally opposite - where Xiao Man and Yan Wushu were standing. To be precise, the person he was facing was Xiao Man.

Bie Beilou's eyes were covered with white satin, so he had no way of knowing whether he had paid attention to Yan Wushu on the way. After standing still, Xiao Man felt his "gaze" again.

"Do you have a string of Buddhist beads, one of which is dyed red?" Bie Beilou asked in an affirmative tone.

And this is true, one of the string of Bodhi beads hidden under Xiao Man's sleeves and worn on his wrist is indeed glowing red.

Surprise flashed in Xiao Man's heart, he didn't answer, but threw the question back: "What do you mean?"

But Bie Beilou didn't answer, and didn't even continue to entangle on this topic, and bowed to Xiao Man: "We'll see you again." After saying that, he turned around and continued to practice medicine.

This person's behavior and speech are a bit weird.

After such a conversation, Xiao Man and Yan Wushu naturally did not go any further.Yan Wushu glanced at Bie Beilou's back, then turned to Xiao Man and said, "Your Buddha beads..."

"It's nothing." Xiao Man interrupted him, turned around, and walked towards the intersection.

Yan Wushu grabbed his wrist—it was the one he was wearing the Buddhist beads on, and said, "Let me see."

Xiao Man thought for a while.At the beginning when he discovered this matter, he didn't take it too seriously. In the next ten years, the beads never showed any abnormality, so he gradually forgot about them. There is no book for Yan.

Yan Wushu took advantage of the moonlight to take a closer look, Xiao Man waited for him for a long time, saw a slight change in his face, and said, "Did you see anything?"

"When did it become like this?" Yan Wushu asked him.

"Suddenly, it became like this." Xiao Man replied.

Yan Wushu frowned without a trace: "Have you ever left?"

"That year in Shenjing City, it was handed over to Wei Chuyun and Shitang." Xiao Man said, seeing Yan Wushu narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he wanted to doubt the two people, and added: "Before that, the Buddha beads had changed color. "

"Before Fuzhu went in or after?"

"can not say it clearly."

"That's when I noticed it." Yan Wushu inferred the situation at that time in a few words, thought for a while, and said, "This was brought out from the Jokhang Temple. When will we go there and ask."

Xiao Man also deduced that Yan Wushu had no clue, grabbed the Buddhist beads from his hand and put them back on his wrist: "Let's talk."

Losing interest in wandering around, Xiao Man returned to Bailuzhou.Yan Wushu squeezed into his room just like yesterday, Xiao Man didn't bother to talk about him, and sat under the window by himself.

It was still early, he didn't rush into meditation, but took out the book he brought from Ting Yunfeng and started to read it.Yan Wushu put the egg in front of him, walked to the place last night, and continued to play with the formation.

Later, there was a knock on the door.

The visitor said: "Xiao Man, can I come in? I want to ask you something."

It was Mo Juntian, and at the same time Song Ci: "Little Master Uncle, and me!"

"Please come in." Xiao Man looked up from the book.

Yan Wushu didn't avoid them, Mo Juntian walked in first, upon seeing him, he immediately saluted: "Master Yan Peak."

"Yan, Peak Master Yan?" Song Ci's surprise was confiscated. The three words "Peak Master Yan" were out of reach for him. The seniors leading the team who played in Guangling this time had never expected to see it with their own eyes.

But besides Xiao Man, there was indeed one person in the room, who looked outstanding, had an extraordinary bearing, and... could not see the level of cultivation.

It must be true.As Song Cixin said, he followed Mo Juntian and saluted him: "Peak Lord Yan."

"You don't need to be too polite, you can say what you want." Yan Wushu waved his hand.

The two walked to Xiao Man's side, he moved Fu Zhudan to his side and asked, "What's the matter?"

Mo Juntian sat across from him, and handed over a piece of paper: "Tomorrow I will face Guiyuan Shangjing of the Hengshan Sect. I have seen many Hengshan Sect disciples fight today, and Qu Hanxing also helped me find out some of them. I have been thinking about this move for a long time, and there is one move I don’t know how to dismantle, so I want to discuss it with you.”

A sword move was drawn on the paper.Xiao Man grabbed the low-grade iron sword, followed it, and said, "There are some ways."

"This is one of the more powerful moves of the Hengshan School." Song Ciben was a little nervous, but when it came to swords, he didn't realize it.

"What do you think?" Xiao Man asked.

"Our thoughts..." Mo Juntian pursed his lower lip, feeling that describing it in words would be better than using his hands directly, so he also took out his sword and performed a move in this room.

Xiao Man shook his head after looking at it: "I don't think so. In Hengshan School's move, there are more than ten times of sword strikes, and it is too flexible. If you use Gushan's move of 'Spring Breeze Away from the River and Sky' to defeat it, you can defeat it first. The first time you strike the sword, but immediately after, it will turn from breaking into standing, and attack you with the help of your breaking move. It is very difficult to parry."

Mo Juntian slumped his shoulders: "We think so too, so we came to look for you."

Xiao Man lowered his eyes to think, and raised his sword from time to time, Mo Juntian imitated the three-fractal shape of this move, and fought against Xiao Man.Fortunately, this room is big enough to accommodate them fighting each other.

But they didn't know much about the Hengshan School, so they tried several times, but to no avail.

Yan Wushu was on the other side of the room, watching the three of them stop drawing their swords from time to time, and huddled together to ponder over the paper on which the sword moves were drawn, he couldn't help but chuckled: "Little...uncle, why don't you give it a try?" Looking at this trick backwards, there may be some ideas.”

"What is upside down?" Song Ci was surprised.

Xiao Man explained: "It is to start with the closing momentum and end with the rising momentum."

"Oh!" Song Ci nodded.

Xiao Man picked up the sword and used the Hengshan School's move from the back to the front.Mo Juntian looked at him, and after a while, he also drew his sword.

The three discussed, the shadow of the moon moved faintly outside the window, after an unknown period of time, they finally found a way to break the move.Mo Juntian heaved a sigh of relief, thanked Xiao Man, and saluted Yan Wushu: "Thank you, Master Yan, for your guidance."

Song Ci followed suit.

Blink of an eye to the second day.

It was still yesterday's ring, with Mo Juntian, Song Ci, and Wei Chuyun taking the stage one after another.

It was a bit difficult for Mo Juntian to fight against Guiyuan Upper Realm in Guiyuan Middle Realm, but fortunately he found the way to decipher the Hengshan School's sword moves last night, and after a lot of effort, he narrowly won.

Song Ci is lucky, he is in the upper realm of Guiyuan, but his opponent is in the early stage of Guiyuan, he is also an eye-opener, and it is easy to win.

Wei Chuyun was facing people of the same realm, the same as the competition in front of Liangyi Hall in March, he used the intention of probing to lure the enemy, and caught the opponent by surprise.

In the afternoon, the first round of the competition ended, and Qu Hanxing became the only one among the ten disciples who participated in the Guangling test in Gushan who did not enter the second round.

He has already figured out his master's habit of crowding Xiao Man shamelessly every day.After Xiao Man was asked by Song Ci to go outside to practice swords one by one, he came to the house, squatted at Yan Wushu's feet, and beat his legs like a dog, hoping that the old master would not be too scolding.

Yan Wushu sat in the rocking chair, looked at the nearby water and the distant mountains through the window, and said slowly: "People of the older generation often say that children and grandchildren have their own blessings, and the truth is between master and apprentice. It must be the same. So Yesterday I wanted to understand that your grades are your own business."

"Who said you couldn't lose face?" Qu Hanxing raised his head, realizing that all his nervousness and worries were in vain.

"You said it was at the beginning." Yan Wushu smiled slightly.

Yan Wushu didn't let him go, so Qu Hanxing squatted here and continued to beat his legs.

A bird flew across the sky, Yan Wushu followed it from east to west, and suddenly said: "Your friend named Wei, doesn't seem to stay in Bailuzhou often?"

"The people of the Wei family in Luochuan have a big family and a great business, so there are naturally many things." Qu Hanxing didn't think too much, and said everything he knew, "It seems that the old Wei family is training him to inherit the family business, so all day long Very busy."

Yan Wushu raised his brows slightly: "So that's how it is."

An hour later, Xiao Man returned from practicing his sword.Qu Hanxing had already left, but he left some food and selected scriptures on the table, Xiao Man swept them over, picked up the kettle, and poured himself a glass of water.

When he went out, what was Yan Wushu's sitting posture, and what kind of sitting posture he was still at this time, this person's left hand was up, his index finger was holding a formation, and his right hand was constantly fiddling with it.

Yan Wushu has been studying this formation for a few days, and Xiao Man is rarely curious: "What kind of formation is this?"

"You're finally interested?" Yan Wushu snorted softly, "Of course it's used to lock up your little phoenix."

nonsense.

Xiao Man stopped talking to this person, sat down by the window, lowered his eyes and adjusted his breath.

The next day was the second round of the competition. It started in the morning, and the sun was still a bit cool.

Bie Beilou was still ranked first, playing against another player in the same group.This person used a bow, and at the beginning of the scene, he squeezed the invisibility art to hide his body and breath.

Most people would choose to move while defending against such an opponent, but Biebeilou did not.He held the piano with one hand and plucked the strings with one hand, without probing or moving, just like the first round of competition.

The sound of the piano was different from his last competition, but seeing the strong wind starting from him, sweeping outwards in a fan shape, followed by a muffled sound, the person who was hiding in midair and was about to shoot an arrow towards Bie Beilou Not only was the invisibility technique broken, but he was also swept away by the strong wind and fell out of the ring with a splash.

Bie Beilou didn't change his expression, he turned and left.

There was another cheer from the audience.

Xiao Man paid attention to Bie Beilou, saw him walk down the ring, walked a certain distance, and disappeared, and looked at the location of Medicine Valley, but he still hadn't returned there, so he asked: "This little sage, don't go up to Biebei Tower?" The second time you hit and leave?"

Qu Hanxing: "I don't know, I didn't pay attention!"

The rest of them answered in the same way.

Xiao Man was assigned to the No.12 group and played No.12.He knows how his opponent won the last round of competition. This person has some tricks, tricks, and hidden weapons. If he is entangled, even if he wins, he will suffer a lot. Did not move in place.

His opponent was approaching him around the road, Xiao Man squinted his eyes halfway to observe the person's preferred route, and just as the opponent crossed the half-court, his wrist flicked.

Xiao Man let go and grabbed again, seeing that Hong Chen had changed into a snow-white longbow, and shot an arrow in an instant.

How did the other party expect that he would replace his sword with an arrow?He didn't take precautions at all, and fell to the ground with one blow.

"Is your little uncle competing with Bie Beilou to solve the opponent faster?" On the cloud, Jin Tiannan was planning to watch the battle while drinking, but Xiao Man's fighting method and speed caught him by surprise .

"Because the opponent is too weak." Yan Wushu said slowly, "It has nothing to do with Bie Beilou."

"Why did he suddenly change to the bow?"

"Who stipulated that Gushan people must use swords?" Yan Wushu asked back.

Jin Tiannan: "When did you Gushan people become like this?"

Yan Wushu stretched his waist and said with a smile, "From now on."

Not only Jintiannan, but also many spectators in the arena compared Xiao Man and Biebeilou together, and some speculators made a bet, asking people to bet on which one of them would win.

Xiao Man didn't care about it.

The outcome of this match was already decided, he flicked his clothes and stepped off the ring.The sun was as bright as gold, and his dark eyes were very calm.

The second round of the competition did not take as long as the first round. Within a day, all teams decided the winner.Gushan disciple lost three more, and Qu Hanxing, who was sitting on the bench, was finally no longer alone.

The next step is to re-draw lots and assign opponents.Teachers from all sects and factions went to Shufenglou again, and later, Yan Wushu came back with the roster.

Both Qu Hanxing and Mo Juntian gathered at Xiao Man's place, Wei Chuyun was called by Elder Xingyunfeng, and Song Ci was practicing sword in the yard.After they got the roster, they looked through it, and found that there were two words before the name of Xiao Man's opponent - Gu Shan.

"Is this a civil war?" Mo Juntian's eyes widened, "Isn't it just a loss of a quota?"

Qu Hanxing was also regretful, but the name suddenly felt familiar: "Isn't this the disciple of Qingyun Peak who beat me thirteen times through the competition that day?"

Xiao Man raised his eyelids and repeated: "Thirteen times."

"Yes." Qu Hanxing turned around and gestured, "Here, here, here... back, shoulders, calves... I went back that day, and it took half an hour for Junior Brother Rong to just apply the medicine to me!"

After Xiao Man looked at it, Pingping let out a "hmm".

Qu Hanxing didn't understand what his Brother Man's "hmm" meant, but he didn't care about it either. He lowered his head, searched through the Qiankun Ring, and found a pamphlet after a while.

He glanced at Yan Wushu, coughed lightly, turned his head to Xiao Man and said, "I have studied their Qingyun Peak's moves in private, this is my experience, Brother Man, please read."