I don't want to accept Long Aotian as a disciple today

There is an open space behind the Wanhua Villa, which was specially built as a martial arts arena. The stones on the ground and the enchantment seals at the four corners are all in accordance with the specifications of the Yuanying stage. Lu Wanxian also reinforced it himself to ensure that someone can compete in it When it is time, it will not damage the buildings of Wanhua Villa.

It was the first time for Han Xijian to compete with Fu Weiyi here.

Competitions are different from sparring, sparring starts at any place, and ends at any level. Han Xijian and Fu Weiwei belong to the same school, and there are many sparring sessions in their daily practice. Generally speaking, Han Xijian has the upper hand.

The competition is different. The competition needs a formal venue, a referee, and the two sides of the competition start to fight after saluting. It must be a victory before it is considered over.

It's like a Joan-top showdown.

Maybe it's because the brothers of the same school don't need to be so formal, or maybe it's because Han Xijian is faintly afraid of Fu Weiyi's progress speed. In short, during the 100 years of cultivation, the two have only fought and exchanged ideas, but never Like this moment, they formally walked onto the martial arts arena, saluted each other, and then started a contest that had to be won or lost.

Now, it must be compared.

Han Xijian took a deep breath, released the flying sword and phoenix tail, a ball of white light circled around him for several times, and then flew into the air, with the edge of the sword drooping down, showing respect for the opponent's etiquette.

Han Xijian looked up, and saw a tall, calm man directly opposite him, staring straight at him.

Fu Weiwei's eyes are like the king of beasts on the hunting ground. Apart from his calmness, there is also a terrifying beast. The fate of tearing and devouring.

Han Xijian panicked involuntarily. What he and Lu Wanxian had just been bragging about, such as focusing on the realization of the mind and understanding of nature, had become blank at this moment. .

"The competition begins." Lu Wanxian's voice came, as if the last gate had fallen, cutting off Han Xijian's retreat.

And this announcement became Fu's only order to attack. He had been waiting for this order for a long time. His burly body trembled slightly from the excitement of the upcoming attack, and his strong and slender legs never stopped for a moment, always in the subtle movements of adjusting his standing posture. Among them, "the competition begins" was ordered, and those legs seemed to be full of strength, and they kicked upwards, sending its owner into the air.

Fu Weiyi jumped to a height of one foot, then swooped down, like a tiger shark splitting the waves, without a single extra movement, it came straight to Han Xijian.

His eyes were fixed on Han Xijian all the time, determined to win.

Han Xijian was overwhelmed by his aura, and even forgot about Yujian for a while.

When he reacted, Fu Weiyi had already come close.

"Bang"!

The flying sword turned into a ball of white light and collided with Fu Weiyi's arm.

The powerful forces of the two regiments were divided at the touch of a touch, and it was clear whether they were superior or inferior.

Han Xijian's flying sword was shaken three feet away, but Fu Weiwei's arm drove straight in, penetrated into Han Xijian's protective divine light, pinched his neck irresistibly, and pressed back.

Han Xijian only felt a tightness in his neck, and his breathing was suddenly difficult. The fear of dying made his mind go blank, and he even forgot to recall Feijian.

Han Xijian didn't realize that he had lost until his back slammed against a tree, shaking his internal organs almost out of place.

He was too far behind, the comprehension of mind and nature that he took for granted, and the rebirth that he took for granted did not exist. When the ultimate move came, he couldn't even call back the flying sword, so he could only wait for death.

If the opponent is not Fu Weiyi, if it is not a competition between brothers in Wanhua Mountain.

If this is in the Four Seas Ranking Tournament.

Perhaps, he is dead.

Fu Weiyi let go of his hand and silently watched Han Xijian slide down the tree trunk.

His brows were slightly furrowed in doubt.

He expected that he would win, but he didn't expect it to be so easy. Han Xijian seemed to be out of shape from the beginning, and he didn't even beat him with a move.

The soft and slender touch in the palm still remained strongly. Fu Weiwei put his right hand down and carried it behind his back, feeling waves of heat coming from his palm, as if condemning him for using too much force. Concerned that Han Xijian's condition is not good, she is simply taking advantage of others' danger.

"Senior brother Xiao Han."

Fu Weiyi stretched out his left hand to Han Xijian who was slumped under the tree, trying to pull him up.

Han Xijian hugged her shoulders with her hands, buried her head below, trembling slightly, and didn't even look at Fu Weiyi.

Fu Weiyi was a little flustered, but he couldn't see anything on his usual paralyzed face.

Therefore, when he circled the tree anxiously for half a circle, when Han Xijian finally raised his head——

He failed to convey his worry and apology to Han Xijian.

Han Xijian only saw the man blocking the sun like a hill, staring at him expressionlessly, as if disdainful and disappointed, your talent Han Xijian is not very good.

That's right, the real him just has no talent, it was a coincidence that he was lucky in the past!

The more he practiced the sword, the less confident he was, the more he doubted himself, the more likely he was to make mistakes.

Therefore, in the end, he didn't practice swords at all, and usually took out the phoenix tail to wipe it, and recalled the scenery of the Qiongding duel, that's all!

Han Xijian retracted the flying sword silently, and supported the tree to stand up.

A water-colored figure flashed out of the corner of his eye, it was the master coming, Han Xi saw that he felt so ashamed and had no face to talk to the master anymore, he wiped his eyes quickly, and ran away.

Fu Weiyi's hand was stretched out in the air, and he felt his fingertips passing by a corner of his clothes. The delicate and gentle young man slipped away from his eyes, only the crystal teardrops falling from the long eyelashes fell on him when he turned around. On the hand, the skin seemed to be burnt, it was astonishingly hot.

"Master, I was wrong," Fu Weiyi quickly saluted Lu Wanxian, "I'm going to chase Xiao Han."

After finishing speaking, Fu Weiyi galloped in the direction where Han Xijian fled.

Qin Chiyu watched the whole break up this time.

He came out from behind and grabbed Lu Wanxian who wanted to catch up.

"Senior Master Lu, Senior Brother Fu will catch up with Han Xijian." Qin Chiyu said, "Just let Senior Brother Fu go. What can you say now that you have gone? Is it possible that you can still eat those words just now?"

Lu Wanxian's face turned serious, and he shook off Qin Chiyu's hand: "You don't need to say it."

Qin Chiyu wanted to come closer and observe Lu Wanxian's expression carefully.

"What are you looking at?" Lu Wanxian frowned slightly in a bad mood.

"Seeing that you are regretting," Qin Chiyu pouted, "Since you are regretting, why do you have to force Han Xi to practice? He can't enter the Four Seas Ranking Tournament, but I can enter, and Senior Brother Han is not the kind of person who is eager for quick success, so even if he can't make it He won't feel anything about the Void Flower Secret Realm."

"Are you asking you to practice because you are eager for quick success?" Lu Wanxian looked up at Qin Chiyu, obviously angry again.

Qin Chiyu stuck out his tongue: "I was wrong, Master Lu. I have been busy cultivating all these years, and I didn't pay attention to replenishing cultural knowledge. I sailed against the current. If I don't advance, I will retreat. If I don't read books for 100 years, I am completely illiterate at this time."

Lu Wanxian knew that he didn't mean that, and he didn't want to entangle him at first, but when he heard his nonsensical excuses, he was angry and wanted to laugh: "You can talk nonsense, you have been talking to bastards in the Xuanmen market all these years. Hustle, do you still want to go to the Void Flower Secret Realm for someone with a mid-Golden Core cultivation base at the early stage of Golden Core? I think you should pass the preliminary screening of the Four Seas Ranking Tournament first."

Seeing that Lu Wanxian's mood wasn't that bad anymore, Qin Chiyu secretly praised his gag skills. He stretched out his hand to gently support Lu Wanxian's back, and said with a smile: "Prince Lu, let's go in and wait, Senior Brother Fu will definitely I brought Han Xijian back properly, come on, let's calm down and go in for some tea, I happen to have some questions about cultivation that I would like to ask Immortal Lu."

But Fu Weiyi chased Han Xijian and flew out of the Wanhua Mountain boundary, following the white sword light all the way to the Taoist market, the first restaurant.

Seeing that Han Xi walked into the courtyard of the No. [-] Restaurant, Fu Weiyi thought that he might be too depressed and wanted to drink and eat, so he followed.

Seeing that Han Xi was familiar with the road, he turned seven turns and eight turns, came to an exquisite and elegant courtyard, knocked on the door of the carved house, and pushed the door and walked in without waiting for the answer from inside.

Fu Weiyi quietly landed in the courtyard, looked around, but saw that the layout in the courtyard was elegant, especially the shelf of purple flowers, which was extravagant and enchanting.He frowned, with doubts in his heart, moved to the door of the carved house, and listened to it.