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He watched the lightning-fast dragon fence approaching Shen Mengqing, only to hear a loud "boom", the cornerstone under the competition stage cracked, and for a while, sand and stones flew, dust filled the sky, and the stage layer by layer The figures of the two people were wrapped up, and when everyone saw the situation on the competition stage clearly again, Long Li had already restrained Shen Mengqing.

He pointed the hilt at Shen Mengqing's heart, with the tip of the sword pointing up, facing the blue sky.

His crimson eyes trembled with Long Li's flying hair, he slowly raised his head, and looked at Shen Mengqing, who was pale and stiff and did not dare to move: "I won't kill you, if I kill you, Master will be angry. "

After all, he kicked him off the competition stage.

Long Li stood up holding his sword in the eerie silence, and looked at Rong Qingxuan from afar.

The world is vast, and everything is silent.Looking at each other, Rong Qingxuan breathed a sigh of relief, and slightly loosened his clenched hands.

"Amazing, amazing." Amidst the silence, Long Yunxuan applauded abruptly, "Mount Mu Cang is indeed a place where dragons and tigers are hidden, and the competition was so exciting that the crown prince was blinded by it."

Everyone hurriedly echoed the words, applauding and laughing.Only Rong Qingxuan was depressed and worried.

Just now, Long Li must have had murderous intentions, but luckily he reined in at last and let Shen Mengqing go, otherwise, even if he had eight mouths, he would also defend Long Li for not killing his fellow disciples.

What happened on the stage, Rong Qingxuan thought.

After Shen Mengqing was carried down, no disciple came up to the competition stage for a long time.

"Are there any disciples coming to challenge?" The competition official urged several times in a row, and only then did the disciples stand out from the crowd.

Rong Qingxuan took a fixed look at the disciple, and suddenly raised his heart that had just been let go.

The person who came was none other than Jiang Sheng, the chief disciple of Yu Wuhuan, the leader of the previous summits.

Jiang Sheng was a tall man, and when he saw Long Li, he first bowed his hands: "Junior Brother Long, I'm asking for advice."

Long Li sighed softly, and returned the gift: "Brother Jiang, please."

"Please." Jiang Sheng flashed out his sword, turned into a white flash and flew towards Longli.

The two immediately fought together.

On the stage you come and go, swords and swords are shadowing, and there are also undercurrents under the stage, and there are dangers everywhere.Yu Wuhuan took the lead and said: "Qingxuan, when did you, a little disciple, cultivate to the Golden Core stage? It's such a big event, why didn't me and the senior brother in charge know about it?"

Rong Qingxuan stared at the direction of the competition stage without blinking: "I have told Brother Yu long ago that this child is a piece of rough jade, but it has not been carefully polished and has not yet been finished. I don't know what dazzling achievements he will make in the future. , let’s wait and see.”

"Your senior brother is obviously asking when that kid of yours practiced the golden core, what did you say while avoiding the important point?" A black man in black clothes and black face said, "Rong Qingxuan, after so many years, you are like mud Your ability has not diminished at all!"

Rong Qingxuan gave the big black man a cold look, thought for a long time before remembering who he was, then snorted softly and said: "Second Old Hei, over the years, your ability to sow dissension has increased day by day."

"You!" The big black man blushed and was about to reply, but was stopped by the eyes of the man in black clothes, who looked up at Rong Qingxuan, but Rong Qingxuan's eyes were fixed on the competition stage When he came up, he smiled to himself and went to drink in silence.

Long Li had already fought Jiang Sheng for more than a hundred rounds.

Longli is a golden elixir, and Jiang Sheng is also a golden elixir. Longli has the sword Poyun in his hand, and Jiang Sheng also has the sword Lingshu in his hand. Although he has no chance of winning, Longli keeps telling himself——to win, he must win!

He can lose, but Poyunjian must not lose!

The two swords collided again in mid-air, shaking out countless sand and stones. The Poyun sword rubbed against the Lingshu sword and slid towards Jiang Sheng, intending to stab Jiang Sheng in the heart. One step slower, Long Li picked up the Lingshu Sword with a flick of his wrist. When he realized it, Long Li had already held the Lingshu Sword in his hand.

He looked at his empty right hand in disbelief, then raised his head to stare at Long Li: "You..."

Long Li's expression was indifferent, and he was not happy about taking the Lingshu. He carefully put Poyun back into his sleeve, held the Lingshu sword in both hands, and handed it back to Jiang Sheng.

"Senior brother Jiang, I offended you."

Jiang Sheng stood in a daze for a moment, took the coffin with no expression on his face, looked at Long Li's handsome and pure face for a long time and sighed: "I lost."

The tournament official rang the golden gong and announced loudly: "In the fourth round, Qingzhufeng Longli wins!"

After a brief pause, thunderous applause broke out on the field.

After Jiang Sheng was defeated, three more disciples took up the stage to challenge, all of which were defeated by Long Li. Finally, no one dared to challenge this little-known young disciple who soared into the sky when he was just a fledgling. Long Li's hand announced: "The leader of the swords at this summit, Green Bamboo Peak, Long Li!"

The disciples from the Green Bamboo Peak were the first to rejoice, and the rest of the disciples from the Eleventh Peak, true or false, also clapped their hands.Rong Qingxuan got up calmly amidst the congratulations from all the peak masters, shook his fan with a smile, and kept repeating in his mouth: "Where is it, too much reputation, it's just a fluke..."

And Long Li, amidst the sea of ​​flowers and applause all over the sky, walked towards the sword sacrificial altar, towards his master.

He won, and he won openly and aboveboard. He has flowers and applause, and is no longer the most humble existence in Mu Cang Mountain, and all these are given to him by his master!

"Master!" Long Li knelt down in front of Rong Qingxuan with his knees softened, took out the Poyun Sword tremblingly, held it high above his head and offered it to Rong Qingxuan, "Master, disciple come and return the Poyun Sword."

The applause faded away, Rong Qingxuan walked towards Longli under everyone's gaze, and helped him up.

"Silly boy, what do you want to return, this Poyun Sword is yours now."

Long Li trembled all over: "Master, Master..."

Rong Qingxuan patted Longli's shoulder comfortingly, waved his fan and said to Bai Jinnian, "Senior brother, I want to take this opportunity to announce a small matter."

"Tell me." Bai Jinnian said.

Rong Qingxuan looked back at Longli: "From today onwards, Longli will be my chief disciple of Qingzhu Peak, and he will be bestowed with the Poyun Sword and the Sapphire Crown."

As soon as he spoke, Lin Wei presented the sapphire crown to the two of them.

Except for Longli, all disciples of Green Bamboo Peak wear green jade crowns.

Because Long Li has no father or mother, and no one has crowned him at the age of 16, even the original master doesn't care about it, so he always wears a miserable white hairband.

Now, since Long Li has become his apprentice, he must not let Long Li be wronged again.

Rong Qingxuan took the sapphire crown, took off the white hair band on Longli's head, tied a knot with his own hands, and put the sapphire crown on Longli's head.He looked at Longli wearing the sapphire crown, and was very satisfied, so that he could match the handsome and flawless face of the male lead.

"Okay." Rong Qingxuan smiled, "Stop kneeling, get up."

But Long Li refused to get up, stared at Rong Qingxuan silently for a long time, closed his eyes, and kowtowed hard three times.

"Disciple! Thank you, Master!"

His voice was choked with sobs, he was afraid that he was crying again, Rong Qingxuan hurriedly persuaded him softly: "Okay, okay, cry again when you go back, what does it look like in front of so many people..."

The two masters and apprentices looked upright as if there was no one there, and the young man in Xuanyi who was sitting beside the big black man said: "You treat outsiders really well, why are you so cruel when you treat your own family?"