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After Qinghuan easily won the first game, Shuyu also won the competition in the afternoon.Yun Tang, who was extremely busy, even ran to celebrate them, and hurried back to the Sword Discourse Arena before the meal came.

After dark, there are still competition arrangements, because the night is not good to see things, people in the rivers and lakes are more and more rampant in "violating the rules", drinking and gambling, the place is full of dealers walking around with a betting box, it is very lively .Because it was not easy to organize everyone to eat, Beifei arranged for disciples to push food around, and anyone who was hungry could eat it.On the Sword Discourse Arena, there were everyone, old and young, tall and short, some disciples who were in a hurry to catch up and fly around in the sky with light kungfu, and there were men and women who met by chance and fell in love with each other secretly.Looking at this scene, Hong Shengyun couldn't help heaving a long sigh.

"Master, there are good and bad in the Jianghu, the atmosphere is just like this, you should be less angry." Rong Huai took the tea on the table next to him and drank it with a smile.

Hong Shengyun said: "I'm not angry. I'm just a little worried that it will be dark and the disciples competing on the high platform will be in danger."

"Isn't there a lamp hanging next to each table? Look at the sword-discussion stage and the sword practice field over there, it's as bright as day. Only those betting money mixed together, you can't see it, you can't catch it .”

Nan Yang had been quiet all this time, but suddenly stood up and nodded: "Master, I'll leave for a while."

Hong Shengyun nodded and agreed.

Nan Yang got down from the high platform and stepped into the crowded crowd calmly and indifferently.Because of her cold aura and the lord's robe that symbolizes her noble status, many people gave way to her.

Nan Yang looked indifferently at Qing Huan and Shu Yu who were laughing among the crowd in the distance, and walked forward with purpose.But when he was about to get close to Qing Huan, the pace he was walking stopped again.

The bright yellow light reflected on her face, outlining a warm and soft outline.

After walking a few more steps, you can walk up to Qing Huan, smile at her, cheer her up, and praise her performance today.

But Nan Yang just stopped there and never took a step forward.She just quietly looked at Qinghuan who was smiling brightly, and recited what she wanted to say many times in her mind, as if by doing so, she could regard it as having said it to her.

Qing Huan and Shu Yu chatted happily, but they didn't notice Nan Yang who was so close behind him.After a while, Shu Yu dragged her away again.

Nan Yang bit her lip, as if restraining something, but she still watched Qing Huan's back gradually disappear into the crowd. For some reason, she couldn't say a word.

The banker who was betting on life and death just squeezed out of the crowd with a box in his arms, and narrowly bumped into Nan Yang. The little gangster wiped his nose: "Hey! There are so many fucking people, I'm squeezed to death... Hey , Miss, do you want to place a bet and bet on luck? I pay ten for one, ten for one!"

Nan Yang glanced at him lightly.

The little gangster took a deep breath: "My mother, is there something wrong with my eyes... Lord of the Northern Punishment, why did you come here?"

Nan Yang looked at him without speaking, but with that look, he could freeze a person to death.

The little gangster was sweating, and hurriedly said: "My lord, I'm sorry, I'm sorry! A villain has eyes but doesn't know Mount Tai, I'm sorry! I'm leaving now!"

The little gangster hurriedly turned around and wanted to escape, Nan Yang's eyes flashed, and he stepped forward to grab the little gangster.

The little gangster pinched himself, squeezed out a tear, and cried to his father and mother: "My lord! Please forgive me! I dare not do it again! I can't make much money all year round. There are old and young. , rely on me to support myself! Being a banker sometimes loses money, and I don’t want to be so depraved when I gamble! If you take my box away, I..."

"Bet." Nan Yang interrupted him coldly.

The little gangster opened his mouth in astonishment: "...ah? What?"

"I said, place a bet." Nan Yang repeated it patiently, took off the white jade pendant on his waist, and gently placed the warm and smooth white jade on the box held by the gangster.

The little gangster opened his mouth wide in surprise, but his reaction was extremely quick. He immediately put away the waist pendant, took out the list of the next competition from the box, and he did not know where he got it: "Okay, lord, look. There is no comparison, you can bet! Which one do you bet on?"

Nan Yang glanced at the list and quickly found the name she was looking for.

She tapped Qing Huan's name lightly: "Press her."

"Okay, okay, I've made a note, my lord..." The little gangster wanted to talk nonsense, but Nan Yang had already recovered his silence, turned and left.

Nan Yang returned to the high platform and sat down quietly.The night she will spend is still very long.

Originally, Shu Yu dragged Qing Huan out for a casual stroll, so he wanted to find out where Yun Tang was.But I didn't expect that there were still so many people at night, crowded around, and the height of the two women did not have any advantage at all, so they could only walk with the crowd.

Shu Yu suddenly pulled Qing Huan's arm: "Hey, look, look who is on the stage over there!"

Qing Huan looked along, and Shu Yu was referring to a platform that was quite low from the ground. There were especially many people around this platform, which was in stark contrast to other platforms.Because the crowd was too thick, it was hard to see who was competing on the stage.

Shu Yu loves to join in the fun, so he hurriedly pulled Qing Huan forward and squeezed in.

As soon as he squeezed in, a tall figure jumped off the platform and landed right in front of Qing Huan.Qing Huan almost bumped into it, but when she looked up, it turned out to be Jinghu.

"Qing Huan, you're here." Jing Hu's handsome brows and eyes were full of smiles.

Shu Yu smiled and said, "That's right, your good friend is here, are you happy?"

Jing Hu blushed: "Shu Yu..."

Qing Huan smiled politely: "Brother Jinghu...are you competing?"

"No, I did the competition ten years ago, and I didn't participate this year. I just helped Master manage the order, and something happened just now."

"Oh... so..." Qing Huan forced a smile, a little bit wanting to drag Shu Yu away.

Jing Huhu took out a long paper bag from his sleeve and handed it to Qing Huan: "When I came here just now, I saw other Jianghu people selling some gadgets. I knew you like sweets, so I bought this by myself. If I can meet you, I will give it to you. In the end, I did meet you, you... take it."

"Tsk, candied haws?" Shu Yu smiled and looked at Qing Huan.

"Thank you, brother, but I don't like sweets." Qing Huan nodded slightly, politely declined Jing Hu, and hurriedly dragged Shu Yu away.

Shu Yu shook her head: "You are dishonest, if you don't like sweet food, how can you make all the dishes sweet and greasy?"

Qing Huan lowered her head and looked aside.After a long time, he said softly:

"She likes to eat, so I like to do it."

"Her?... Oh... Your Majesty... But she hasn't eaten your cooking much, so isn't that meaningless?"

"I don't know, because she likes it, so I just...get used to it."

"Then I wish you the best. I will have the opportunity to make it for you every day in the future." Shu Yu pushed Qing Huan's shoulder with a smile, and pulled her into a more lively place with a smile.

In the blink of an eye, five days had passed since the sword trial meeting.

Because of the deep inner strength of the three lords and sect leaders, it's okay to stay there for a few days without rest.But no matter what, sitting down for five days is really boring.

Because of some disputes in the competition, Yu Xiu left his seat and dealt with Jinghu himself.On the stage, Hong Shengyun closed his eyes and rested his mind, sitting upright, Rong Huai and Nan Yang were still idle on both sides.

A teapot and teacups were placed on the small table next to Rong Huai. He had drank countless cups of tea in the past few days, and a piece of melon seed shells were scattered on the table and beside the table. Rong Huai leaned lazily on the armrest, while Eating melon seeds while drinking tea.He grabbed a handful of melon seeds and handed them to Nan Yang: "Here, do you want to relieve boredom?"

Nan Yang shook his head lightly.

"Hey, don't you feel bored sitting on it all day?" Cang Min's voice sounded from behind.

Nan Yang looked back and saw Cang Min in white, holding Xiao Qianmi in his arms, walking towards this side with a smile.

As soon as Qian Mi saw Nan Yang, she immediately ignored Rong Huai next to her. With two big eyes smiling, she jumped out of Cang Min's arms and ran to Nan Yang's feet, hugging Nan Yang's leg.

Rong Huai said with a helpless smile: "This little guy just likes you and Qing Huan. She doesn't smile when anyone hugs her, but every time she sees you and Qing Huan take the initiative. Look, even my baby girl The master who has been with her for so long doesn't pay attention."

Nan Yang hugged Qian Mi, took out the box of white sugar pills from his sleeve, and fed it to Qian Mi.

Cang Min took out a large handful of various candies from his pocket, and poured them out on the table next to Nan Yang: "I just walked up the road and saw a candy seller. I bought these, thank you I."

Nan Yang glanced at Cang Min: "I'll give you another chance, to tell the truth." These candies are of various and uniform varieties, and it looks like they didn't just buy them by chance, they should have been carefully selected in many places that sell candies.Cang Min is holding a child in his arms, what else is on his mind?

Cang Min curled her lips: "Okay, you saw it yourself, don't blame me. Do you have an apprentice with a red mole between her eyebrows? When I came here, I saw her standing under this high platform. I didn't want to come up. When I came up, I asked her a few words, Qianya also knew her. Then she gave these to me and asked me to bring them to you, but don't tell you that she brought them..."

Nan Yang lowered her eyes, showing no emotion.

"Nan Yang... Uncle Master..." Xiao Qianmi grabbed Nan Yang's lapel and said softly, "Sister Qinghuan... likes you..."

"What is this kid talking about?" Cang Min picked out his ears and frowned.

Nan Yang withdrew his ecstatic gaze, resisting the soreness in the corners of his eyes, and replied lightly:

"She said she liked me."

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Qing Huan's competitions in the past few days have been fairly smooth, and she has won all the way. There were a few games that were a bit laborious, but they all narrowly won.

Today's match is a bit special.

Because after several days of round-robin competitions, the strength of the final winner has become more and more extraordinary, and it has become more and more difficult. Today's match, by coincidence, actually ranked her and Lan Ze in the same match.

The humiliation he suffered as a child is still vivid.Back then, Master intended to conduct a thorough investigation, but he was distracted by the ensuing important tasks of the sect, so he forgot about it.As for her, the conflict with Lan Ze became more and more serious, and she could hardly say a word properly.

Unexpectedly, Yuanjia's road was narrow, and he was assigned one of the sword-testing competitions.

Shu Yu also had a contest at the same time, so she didn't come to accompany her.When she arrived at the competition place, she couldn't help frowning.

This one was actually set on the highest stage among all the competition stages.

The Northern Punishment Mountain was originally towering into the sky, and the Sword Discourse Terrace was also a relatively high place in the Northern Punishment. This platform was almost not in the clouds, but the height made people shudder.

Qing Huan took the lead on the high platform and looked down at the dark crowd on the distant ground.She somewhat knew that both she and Lan Ze were popular disciples to bet on, so this match was bound to attract many people to watch.Just the identities of the two of them are very interesting. They are the eldest daughter of the Lan family and the young apprentice of the Lord of Beipu.Besides, I don't know who leaked the news, saying that the two have a feud, so gossip-filled people from all walks of life gathered in the audience, waiting to see this good show.

Surrounded by a group of people, Lan Ze also used lightness kung fu and flew up to the high platform.

Lan Ze, who is in her 20s, has a flamboyant personality and a natural arrogance in every move. Compared with her, Qing Huan seems calm and low-key.

"Little cripple." Lan Ze smiled frivolously, drew out the long sword in his hand, and weighed it in his hand.

"Lan Ze, don't compare me with the children in the past, otherwise, you will be the one who regrets it." Qing Huan drew out the Phoenix Feather Sword that had been fought many times in her hand, and looked at Lan Ze coldly.

Lan Ze snorted disdainfully, and quickly swung his sword at Qing Huan before the disciples knocked on the gong.

Lan Ze was able to pass the five-day competition to get here, so her strength should not be underestimated. She not only practiced the Northern Punishment swordsmanship, but also the Lan family's swordsmanship. With a few tricks, Qing Huan was a little embarrassed.

Lan Ze's figure flashed back and forth quickly. It was different from the general Beipu swordsmanship, making it impossible to guess where she would step on next. Sweaty.

But her hard training for so long is not ineffective at all. Her body has long cultivated the instinct of high alertness. Every time Lan Ze attacks, she can completely rely on her physical instinct to block it.

But it can only be blocked, she can't find a space to attack.

Lan Ze sneered: "Oh! Little cripple, is this what you are capable of?" The high-density sound of two swords striking each other was heard continuously in the air, and ten sword moves passed in the blink of an eye, and the eyes of the people around were staring at each other. She stared round, for fear of missing any wonderful moment.

Purely fighting sword moves, Feng Yujian's advantages cannot be brought into play, only relying on her own swordsmanship.

A cool voice suddenly flashed in my mind:

"Take it and wait for me in the plum garden. Today I will teach you the basic swordsmanship of Beifei."

"Look at me carefully, remember the posture of my sword swing and the footwork of my feet."

"This is the basic six-step entry-level swordsmanship. You must practice these six steps well. The rest of the higher-level swordsmanship all originate from these six steps and are restrained by these six steps. Everything has its source, and the source is The simplest, but also the most able to control all things."

Derived from this...restrained from this...

Qing Huan gritted her teeth, desperately imagining the graceful and neat movements of Nan Yang's sword dance back then, the frivolous blade piercing the delicate plum blossoms in an instant, everything was flowing and calm.

Qing Huan concentrated, no longer confused, stepped on the six-step basic footwork steadily, caught a gap in Lan Ze's breath, and lowered his body to avoid Lan Ze's long sword attacking from above. The phoenix feather sword slashed towards Lan Ze's waist, instantly breaking the pendant around Lan Ze's waist, and fell to the ground with a clang.

"Good! What a handsome move!" The people around cheered loudly.

Lan Ze was furious, the pendant around his waist was broken off, what a look!

Lan Ze shouted loudly, performed lightness kung fu, jumped up, and stabbed towards Qing Huan's weak point - right hand!

But Qing Huan made a move that was beyond her expectation - she actually turned around and handed over the sword in her left hand to her right hand, met her long sword forcefully, and blocked the move.

How is it possible... Isn't her right hand useless!

Qing Huan exchanged the Phoenix Feather Sword back and forth with his left and right hands, protected his whole body tightly, and also caught many Lan Ze's omissions, almost being stabbed by Qing Huan several times, and Lan Ze gradually fell into the disadvantaged.

How can this be!She didn't take this disability seriously at all, and it's only the fifth day... If she loses here, the Lan family will lose face!

Lan Ze's eyes turned red, and he tried his best to attack Qing Huan with the fastest speed, but Qing Huan took them one by one, and the more he fought, the more courageous he became.

In that case... how about...

Lan Ze secretly held a handful of silver needles in his left hand, and threw them out while Qing Huan was not paying attention!

Qing Huan was taken aback, and hurriedly waved his sword to block the hidden weapon that came out of nowhere, and raised the blade of the sword, revealing the most vulnerable place that he neglected to guard against.

Lan Ze was eager to win, his eyes were red with blood, and almost without thinking, he raised his sword and stabbed Qing Huan's chest.

With the slight sound of the blade cutting through the clothes, the long sword "poof-" plunged into the most fragile heart vein of the human body.

Blood spurted out, splashing Lan Ze's face.

The bustling people around were suddenly shocked and quiet.

Qing Huan felt as though her heart had been forcibly cut open by something, the pain was so painful that she almost fell into a coma immediately.She stared wide-eyed, staring at the long sword submerged into her body in disbelief, spattered a mouthful of blood on the crystal red Phoenix Feather Sword.

"Ah—I'll kill you—" Lan Ze shouted loudly, drew out his long sword sharply, and slapped Qing Huan with his palm, knocking Qing Huan out of the high platform!

Qing Huan's eyes seemed to have been gouged out of her soul, and her body was like a big bird that was shot down, powerlessly falling from the towering high platform.The long-haired clothes were turned up at a terrifying angle by the hunting wind in the air, and the blood that kept gushing out swirled and danced in the air, silently blending into the pure white clouds in the northern sky.

On the high platform on the other side of the Sword Discourse Arena, which was almost the same height, at the speed of a beam of light, a white figure flew to the far side in the blink of an eye, catching Qing Huan who was falling.

Qing Huan's blood-soaked appearance deeply hurt Nan Yang's heart.Her light-colored eyes, like green tea, seemed to be stained red by the terrifying blood on Qing Huan's body.