Trying to keep clean every day

How to fight this?

What is there to fight?

Not long after, two disciples came up to them each with a sword in their hands. They saw the confusion on Shen An's face and explained: "This is the result of a lottery. Whatever you do, do what you can.”

The disciples in the sect had heard early in the morning that Duan Xiao, the newly recruited disciple of the Seventh Elder of the Sword Sect, is extremely talented, and has entered the early stage of Jindan at a young age, which is really beyond compare.However, he has never seen the newly recruited disciple of the sect leader show his face. This sense of mystery makes everyone who has been depressed for a long time feel very itchy.

Someone beside him whispered and added, I heard that Duan Xiao broke through again a few days ago, and he is already in the middle stage of Golden Core.This person bet that he had seen Junior Brother Duan's demeanor in the school field that day, so he bet that he would win.

Afterwards, some people were not convinced, and he was more optimistic about Senior Brother Shen. The disciples who had been in the sect for a long time knew that since the senior senior brother's accident, there were no successors under the head of the sect. Unable to see clearly, Shen Ding must have some advantages, but the more low-key they are, the more optimistic they are.

As soon as this remark came out, everyone also felt that it made sense.No one has ever seen Shen An make a move, but just relying on one's imagination, Shen An is already that kind of person who has a reputation for killing demons and evil spirits.Vaguely, the number of people who stood by Shen An to win gradually overwhelmed Duan Xiao, and they expected Shen An to be a sure winner.Just waiting for Shen Anlu to go from low-key to boiling, to prove that what I expected is not bad.

Shen Shen raised his forehead, his reputation was about to be praised to the sky, but he was about to cry, so sad.His brothers, the imagination is really too rich.If I were to really face the previous paragraph, I guess I would be gone before the line of begging for mercy had time to figure it out.

There were noisy whispers all around, and everyone was enthusiastic, waiting for them to start the fight.

In front of them, the two disciples were presenting swords to them with both hands, their eyes full of anticipation, waiting for them to take the swords and take the stage.

Duan Xiao's expression was exhausted, but he showed no other expression. He took the sword in his hand lightly, and held the hilt casually, as if he was weighing the feel of the sword.Compared with the iron swords randomly placed on the school field, this sword is slightly more delicate, the sterling silver hilt forged by ancient methods is modest and restrained, which suits Duan Xiao's cold and beautiful profile at this time.

Duan Xiao suddenly raised his head, his eyes shifted from the hilt of the sword to Shen Mu's face, he stared at Shen Mu's eyes, there were many unknown meanings beyond words in the eyes.

Shen Mu wondered if he had read it wrong, either it was wrong or he was thinking too much, um, it must be so.Duan Xiao's face was paralyzed by ice cubes, but he could have such a playful expression.The corners of the mouth were not raised but there was a smile, and there was a kind of "I'll see what you do" gloating in the teasing and bantering.

Already on the verge of riding a tiger, Shen An made up his mind, reached out to take the sword, and glared at Duan Xiao angrily: What are you looking at?

With the two sword disciples leading the way, Duan Xiao and Shen An walked up the stage one after the other.

The arena was built temporarily, and it was much higher than the ground. The two climbed up the stairs, and every time they took a step, Shen An felt panicked.The sword in his hand was cold and heavy, and he couldn't even hold it steady, so how could he compare for a while?When the fight really started, the face would fall to the ground and be smashed to pieces.

When Duan Xiao in front of him reached the last step, Shen Hu couldn't hold his breath.

Shen An suddenly stretched out his hand to grab Duan Xiao's cuff, leaned forward, approached behind his ear, and whispered:

"Duan Xiao, can you let me go for a while?"

"In this way, if you show mercy to me once, I will definitely repay you in the future. Treat you like a big brother, and you will do what you say."

The sleeves were tightly clenched, Duan Xiao froze, stayed for a moment, but didn't speak, Shen Han let go of his hand and continued to walk on stage, I don't know if he listened or not.

Shen An stood at a loss on the stage, Duan Xiao looked at him for only a second, then he approached Shen An, he did not draw a sword, but his figure was strange and swift, which amazed the surrounding disciples.With his heart hanging in his throat, Shen Huan took a step back subconsciously, raised his sword to block Duan Xiao's attack, and the scabbards of the two swords collided, arguing.

The momentum was not small, but only Shen Han knew that this blow had no strength at all, and he took it easily.

The corners of Shen Mu's mouth rose, and his mood suddenly improved.In terms of letting the water go, Duan Xiao did the most quietly, and he didn't hurt him in vain.He stopped when he saw it, and the hand holding the sword pretended to exert force, forcing Duan Xiao to take a few steps back.

Shen An's smile was nothing, but in the eyes of all the disciples watching, it changed completely.They were discussing one after another, Shen Du seemed to take a blow from a swordsman in the middle stage of Jindan casually, and he was able to talk and laugh easily, and spread it miraculously.For example, how well-mannered the two masters are, you ask me to do a trick and I will pay you back, they don't want to be the one who takes advantage and draw their swords first, the first round of the two people fighting with the scabbard, evenly matched and tied.

Others said that the moment the two faced each other, their eyes almost sparked.Shen Hu absolutely disagrees with this point, how could he have the nerve to look into Duan Xiao's eyes at that time.

After going on like this for two or three rounds, Duan Xiao really had enough, and he didn't know what was wrong with him to be interested in acting with Shen An.

Duan Xiao's voice was cold and calm, like an order: "Cut out the sword."

......

The air was quiet for three seconds, he wouldn't be silent.

Forget it, Duan Xiao took the lead to draw out his own sword, and his movements were not fast, intending to set an example for Shen An.Duan Xiao was right as he expected, he imitated the example, this is the first time Shen An draws his sword.

Shen An took the sword and made random moves, Duan Xiao seemed to dodge, but his left arm intentionally rubbed against the edge of Shen An's sword, the white blade cut through the black sleeve, and there was a bright bloodstain on the left arm, the overflowing blood flowed down The arm snaked down, dripped over the pale back, and fell to the ground along the well-articulated fingers, stirring up dust.

Duan Xiao took a step back, nodded slightly, and threw his sword to admit defeat.

There were a few drops of blood hanging on the sharp silver-white blade, the eyes were dazzling bright red, he was silent for a moment and panicked, he knew it was Duan Xiao who rubbed it up by himself, but is it necessary to make it so realistic?

Shen An was a little unhappy, if he had known that he would be injured, he shouldn't have asked him to release the water.

It's just a competition, the big deal is to lose yourself, how could you get blood spattered on the spot.

Shen An was not interested in acting any more, and threw the sword on the ground in great displeasure, not even bothering to say "concession", turned around and left, with a very ugly expression on his face.At that time, even the disciples who were watching did not dare to guess at will.The battle became a mystery, the more people were puzzled, the more guesses were made, and the version of the story was spread even more outrageous.

Only the names of the other two disciples were called, and it was time for the next competition.

Duan Xiao could tell that Shen An was a little angry, but he didn't understand, since he wanted to win, he let him win.He lowered his head to look at the wound on his arm, the blade was sharp and flat, with a shallow cut, which was really not painful.At this moment, Duan Xiao suddenly flashed in front of his eyes, and when he was staring at the wound silently, he looked flustered and absent-minded.From laziness and wantonness, he suddenly became nervous, Duan Xiao hadn't seen such an interesting scene for a long time.

He is angry, is it because of me?

Shen An was in a bad mood, and stood far away from Duan Xiao as if he was in an awkward situation, and was not at all interested in watching the competition.Duan Xiao was very tired, and he just stood in the audience, absent-minded.

When he was bored, a familiar figure caught Shen Mu's attention.

This person and Shen An just met each other once, and the reason why she remembers her is because on the first day of Shen An's visit to the mountain, this girl opened the door to welcome him, and happily told him, "Zhehua Villa is disbanded." ".This girl doesn't look like a young girl, but the tone of her speech is more childish than her appearance, which is really strange.

Later, Shen Huan knew that this girl was actually the fifth elder in the village, her name was Jiang Luan, and she was the sister of Jiang Muqiu, the lord of the Medicine Sect.

Counting it, she is in the same generation as the head of a group of age, her brother died, she is a medicine cultivator learned from her family, so she succeeds the head of the medicine sect □Luan is not low in seniority and skill, but her age and mentality are not low. It's too far away from other elders, but it's also weird.Shen An has been wondering if something happened to the Medicine Sect, but he doesn't remember the relevant fragments in the original book, so it's not easy to inquire casually.

Jiang Luan was lively and active, bouncing into the sight of everyone, and ran across the center of the arena that was purposely let out.Holding a letter in her hand, she headed towards the head.

After reading the letter, the headmaster sighed, with a worried face, but no one bothered him, took the letter up to the attic, and disappeared from Shen Mu's sight.At this moment, Shen An had another question, what was written in the letter?

The party is over, and dusk rises.

Shen An and Duan Xiao went back to the smoke cage one after another, Shen An deliberately ignored Duan Xiao, thinking of him casually scratching his arm for something serious, as if it wouldn't hurt, Shen An became angry .

Uncharacteristically, Duan Xiao felt more and more interesting about Shen An's resentful expression, which made his heart itch, so he took the initiative to speak up, poured a cup of tea, and handed it to Shen An who was sitting at the table:

"you are not happy?"

Nonsense, anyone can tell that Shen Huan is unhappy, he turned his head and didn't take the cup of tea.

Duan Xiao put down his tea, walked around to the other side, and raised the corners of his mouth to Shen Han:

"I helped you, and I didn't even say thank you. What kind of expression do you have, that you are blaming me?"

"You said you recognized me as your eldest brother, and you want to go back on your word?"

Shen Huan was furious, he did say this, but at that time he was just begging for mercy.Regardless of whether Duan Xiao is a golden core master or a sick and weak boy at first sight, Shen An always regards Duan Xiao as a child, the kind who needs him to protect the calf, and when he is angry, he stares at Duan Xiao and blurts out:

"You want to be my big brother, you're still young."

"Say it again."

Duan Xiao approached Shen An, a dangerous light flashed in his dark pupils, for the first time, he deliberately scared him.

Shen An pushed him away and stood up, straightened his back, and spoke clearly: "I said you are tender."

Whatever you look at, what you are talking about is you. You have no sense of propriety and you hurt yourself.

Duan Xiao clasped Shen Han's wrist with his backhand, Shen Han tried hard but didn't break free, instead he was held even tighter.