Long Aotian, please stay away from me

The competition on the sword-testing platform kicked off.

Yue Qiyun drew his sword.He didn't use embroidered spring, for fear of hurting other girls.But fighting with a scabbard looks contemptuous.

So he used the dagger to fly the fish.

"Hey, why did the elder master use the short sword?" Yuquan asked from his fellow disciple.

"Xiu Chun is an ancient magic weapon, with a strong evil spirit. Qi Yun is saving his hands for the girl." Shi Dong explained to the surroundings.

"Isn't this short sword used by the elder as a flying sword?" Ma Tong asked.

He still remembered that in the Longzhang Secret Realm, Yue Qiyun threw the flying sword, then used magic to retract it, and continued to throw it.Throwing one is accurate, and there are no false hairs.

"Can you hold it in your hand and fight people directly?"

Most monks like to use long swords.Unpopular weapons like short daggers are rarely used.

Wang Gui thought for a while: "I seem to have practiced it too? But I don't remember seeing him use it like this. Have you ever seen it?"

"I've seen it a few times. It's just as powerful." Shi Dong and Yue Qiyun had the best relationship since childhood, spent the most time together, and knew the most.

"Master Yuquan is both civil and military, is there anything he's not good at?" Yuquan said with a smile.

In their eyes, the elder is the god of heaven.

Wu You panicked when she heard Shi Dong's words.He never knew that Qi Yun could do this kind of swordsmanship - he had only met Qi Yun throwing him with this dagger.

"Have you seen it?" Wu You sent a voice transmission to Luo Yuan.

"No, get out." Luo Yuan replied angrily.

Wu You felt a little better.

At the moment when everyone was talking, the fighting on the stage had already begun.

The senior sister of Biguang Lake, the weapon used is the most common long whip among the female nuns of Biguang Lake.

A silver band of light, like a dragon circling around her body, enveloped the female cultivator, bringing up a circle of mighty true energy, forming a gust of bone-scraping wind.

The long whip has a large attack range and can be used both offensively and defensively.

Yue Qiyun's dagger was only an inch long, and it lost the power of a weapon. It was difficult to get close to her body, and it was difficult to attack her effectively.

Both of them only concentrated their spiritual energy on their bodies and weapons, and did not use powerful Taoism or talismans to attack.

"These two use sword energy and spirit power like this, they are trying their moves and body skills." A monk under the stands said.

"The two of them are playing. Is this a match or a marriage?"

However, even though the two fought softly, unlike the real fighting skills between monks, where the heaven and the earth are turbulent due to the transfer of true energy, the two people's swift movements are exquisite and full of appreciation, which still attract the attention of the monks watching the battle.

Biguanghu female cultivator has a long whip at her side, her body is agile, and her silver light is swimming, which is really eye-catching.

Yue Qiyun moved swiftly, and his figure flickered, sometimes as anxious as lightning and sometimes as slow as a breeze.

The two of them went through twenty or thirty moves, and Yue Qiyun was still on the periphery of the silver light belt, unable to get in.

At this time, the female cultivator waved her hand sideways, and a phantom meteor flew straight towards Yue Qiyun.

The monks under the stands were shocked, the outcome seemed to be decided?

Yue Qiyun took the dagger to parry, his footsteps moved slightly, and he turned sideways in an instant, and the silver light belt barely passed him.

The short sword and the long whip intersected, creating gorgeous fireworks.

Yue Qiyun's reaction speed and agility were extremely quick, and he easily dodged this blow.

Then he used his movement technique again, leaped up with big strides, his body disappeared instantly, and after a short breath, he appeared beside the female cultivator again.

The female cultivator had already thrown out her long whip, and the defensive light belt in front of her showed a little flaw, and Yue Qiyun got close to her in an instant.

She hurriedly leaped backwards, and at the same time retracted her whip, the silver band of light brought up another gust of wind, and swept towards Yue Qiyun behind him.

With a smile on his face, Yue Qiyun moved his figure again, and at the same time followed the female cultivator's movement.He was faster than the female cultivator, and he was already behind the female cultivator one step ahead.

The silver streamer that was flying towards Yue Qiyun's back stopped in an instant.

The light dissipated, and the long whip slowly fell to the ground.

The nun stopped.She couldn't be more clear in her heart that the outcome has already been decided.

Yue Qiyun had two chances to throw his sword at her.Once on her side, once on her back.

If Yue Qiyun really wanted to deal with her, she would have been killed by a sword.

However, Yue Qiyun didn't attack her.

Even if the other party didn't draw a sword, if she didn't stop striking, the long whip that was attacking behind Yue Qiyun would hit her.

"Junior Brother Yue, thank you very much." The female cultivator smiled and saluted Yue Qi Yun.

Yue Qiyun really gave her enough face, and was completely playing with her on the sword-testing platform.

"Senior sister agrees." Yue Qiyun pursed his lips and said softly to her.

The two ended the competition happily, and their respective formulas were transmitted to the audience.

The onlookers were silent for a while, not knowing how to evaluate this competition.

After a while, there was gradually a sound.

"Drinking the Drunken Sword Alone is really as rumored, gentle as water." This is the voice of a female cultivator.

"That's right. And he's just like the rumors, he's made of jade and gold, and looks magnificent." Another female cultivator echoed and said softly.

"It's just a pity that the sword spirit..." A female cultivator sighed sadly.

"Alas..." A group of female cultivators sighed at the same time.

Yue Qiyun teleported to his fellow disciples in the audience, and as soon as his figure appeared, a group of female cultivators who were waiting around surrounded him.

He ran faster than Wu You.

Lan Qiao's spiritual pressure was cold, and he led them to push aside the male cultivators around him.

It's not easy for Luo Yuan to throw his face at Lan Qiao.

Even Wu Xun, who only mixed in the crowd and never stood out and was inconspicuous, squeezed into the front row.

Bai Luqiu also brought food for Yue Qiyun.

A group of female cultivators chattered around Yue Qiyun, and a group of men were too embarrassed to squeeze in with them, so they could only stand aside and watch.

"Did you see it, did you see it?" Wang Guichunfeng's face was full of pride: "I just said, the eldest master Hongluan Tianxi is alive, and Hongluan will join Tiankui, even the peach blossoms can't stop it..."

The more Wang Shenstick spoke, his voice became softer, and several spiritual energy were pressing on his head.

A few monks of Fa Qingzong heard from some Yuquan Taoist friend that Wang Gui's marriage test was very accurate, and they all circled around him and asked him to help with the peach blossom calculation.

"Are you fooling them?" Chao jugglingly asked the man who made the counterfeit medicine.

The conjurer hooked his mouth, and smiled inscrutablely with a mysterious face.

Not long after this competition, it was Wang Gui's turn to play.

"This fortune-teller who set up a stall really went to the sword-testing stage to join in the fun?" Tan Xifeng's face of refining fake medicine was incredulous.

"Hey, I haven't noticed it usually, but this magic stick still has two tricks." Yi Baifeng said as a smelter.

Wang Gui was holding a sword in one hand and an astrolabe in the other on the sword-testing stage, and it seemed that there was such a thing.

"Do you know who pointed him out?" the juggler put Yue Qiyun's shoulders on his shoulders, and said pretending to be profound.

Since it was pointed out by the elder master, there is nothing to say.These few people grew up together, Yue Qiyun and Shi Dong both taught Wang Gui the sword skills when they were young.

Shi Dong also taught Yue Qiyun sword formation, but Yue Qiyun has an official position and doesn't bother going to the streets to perform.

This time, Young Master Wu was not the only one who was excluded.

Master Luo could only stand by the side.

When will it be their turn for the second match?Both of them were holding back their anger and wanted to find someone to vent their anger on.

***

It didn't take long for this opportunity, and soon it was Wu You's turn to fight for the second round.

But he didn't want to go at all.Wu You really wanted to give up this opportunity to Luo Yuan.

Because they met one of their own, the opponent Wu You didn't want to meet the last--Su He, the head of the Yuquan faction and the first disciple of Daoist Qinglei.

In name, she is Wu You's senior sister.

This competition is a big trouble for him.

Wu You, whose fate belongs to him, seems to be not very lucky in this sect meeting.

He wanted to compete with Kong Wen the most, but he didn't meet him. Instead, he met Su He at this time.

If he accidentally made Yue Qiyun angry again, begged and pestered Yue Qiyun for nothing, pretended to be pitiful, and Yue Qiyun was too lazy to argue with him, then nothing would happen in a while.

But Wu You didn't dare to provoke Su He.If Su He was provoked, Yue Qiyun might cramp and skin him.

It was impossible for Wu You to make amends and coax Su He with a smile.

Even if he called Grandpa Su once, it was because he asked her for help.It's normal to be fine, just pay attention to etiquette, and don't ask for trouble in front of the senior sister.

But how will he fight this competition?

Let it go?The ranking is not out yet.Even if Young Master Wu is not number one, he still has to be in front.After falling behind the top ten, where to put You Tian Si Xiang's face.Besides, he is still waiting to compete with Kongwen.

Don't let it go, if Su He also wants to rank, how will Qi Yun explain it?

"Little senior brother..." Wu You started to be shameless again, and took Yue Qiyun's hand, pretending to be pitiful.

"You can figure it out." Yue Qiyun shook off Wu You's hand, his brows and eyes slightly curved, and his voice was as cold as ice.

Luo Yuan didn't gloat this time, but felt a little bit sad.Fortunately, Wu You met Su He.If it was him, I don't know what to do.

And if Wu You gave in this time, what if he also met Su He later.

Wu You bit the bullet and went to the sword-testing platform, dejected and listless.

Su He was opposite him, smiling like a flower.

"Let's fight." Su He smiled sweetly, with a gentle and skillful manner.

Like Yue Qiyun and Biguanghu female cultivator, the two only competed in sword moves, and had no fighting skills.

With Su He's long sword in hand, his figure is ethereal, and his jade sleeves are full of wind.

The sword light was like a rainbow, arousing countless streamers to shine.

Wu You stood on the spot, waved his hand a few times casually, and lightly attacked with the sword, without moving his footsteps.

"This young master of the Wu family, won't he be merciful?" Some monks began to complain.

Last time, he abolished the meridians of a late Jindan monk with two swords, and his attack was cruel and ruthless.But those Yuquan fellows of his also said that he had raised his hands high.

What is this contest?Last time he was deliberately ruthless.

"Hmph, if I were to face such a beautiful female cultivator, I wouldn't have the heart to make a move."

"Keep your voice down, just know it in your heart." A monk reminded everyone that there is still a Nascent Soul monk hidden under the sword-testing stage.

"Don't talk nonsense, don't die." A monk warned everyone with a serious tone: "That female nun is not easy to mess with. She is the first disciple of the head of Yuquan, and the senior sister of Master Wu. Don't look at them on stage. The fight was easy, it was their seniors and brothers playing, and they didn't take it seriously. If that female cultivator gets serious, all of you will have to kneel down and beg for mercy."

Some monks did not quite believe this.

A few monks with higher realms and older ages also said seriously: "Do you think that the direct disciple of the head of the Yuquan Sect is so good to be? No one with a spiritual and intelligent heart, a great power in the realm of transforming gods, Will accept you as an apprentice?"

Su He and Wu You matched dozens of moves, and each figured out the number of the opponent's sword technique.

In the end, Su He exerted his strength and kicked Wu You's calf twice, and walked off the stage leisurely.

Wu You let out a long breath of relief.

Seeing Luo Yuan under the sword-testing stage, his heart trembled. Fortunately, he was not the one who got kicked.

Senior Sister Su backed down voluntarily, so he didn't have to worry anymore.

Wu You teleported to Yue Qiyun's side, held Yue Qiyun's hand, and smiled with eyebrows and eyes: "Little brother, I did the right thing."

Yue Qiyun shook his hand: "Speak well, don't move."