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At that moment, everyone present understood the purpose of Liu Huaizhu squatting here to say these things deliberately.But Jian Zun said that he didn't want to pay attention to this person, compared to refining weapons?Than cooking?

Sword Master: Heh.

So Liu Huaizhu tossed and turned and waited until the next day to participate in the competition without waiting for the "love care" from his master.Hey... Why doesn't my master love others?

So the next day, when the match started and both sides played, what everyone saw was a distraught and disappointed Liu Huaizhu.

Everyone: Heh, I know that this person has no real talent and learning, and he can only rely on his own luck all day long.

At this time, a disciple dressed in extremely flamboyant clothes stood between the two of them, and said loudly, "This time, the second-level competition of the sect competition, the sixteen-eight competition, the third division. Foreign disciple Liu Huaizhu."

The disciple asked the two in a low voice, "Are you ready?"

Ouyang Qing raised his hand and took out his saber, squinting at Liu Huaizhu, "Luck is vulnerable to strength. Do you think you will be lucky forever?"

"???" Liu Huaizhu looked suspiciously at the opposite person who was angry at him for no reason.Have we met?

Although Liu Huaizhu didn't say this, the other party could clearly see it from Liu Huaizhu's face.All of a sudden, the opponent's anger erupted crazily at a speed visible to the naked eye of everyone present.

"······" At this moment, even the other bystanders felt a little puzzled.

Ouyang Qing pointed his sword at Liu Huaizhu angrily, "Why did Master Jian choose someone like you! You don't even practice swords! You have completely failed Master Jian's expectations of you!!"

"Huh?" Liu Huaizhu looked at Ouyang Qing carefully, and suddenly remembered something, "Ah! It's you! Back then, you worshiped my master very much, and you entered our sect because of my master!"

Ouyang Qing: "..." Although what he said is right, why does he always feel that something is not right?

Everyone: "!!!!!!"

For a moment, everyone outside the arena couldn't help but glance at Elder Huai who was standing on the sidelines watching the battle.

On the surface, Elder Huai was calm and breezy, as if he didn't care about anything.But inside...

Ouyang Qing suddenly reacted, his face became extremely ugly.He lowered his sword, looked at Liu Huaizhu gloomyly, and said fiercely, "I'm ready."

Liu Huaizhu smiled, calmly took out a fan with his right hand, unfolded it and shook it, and said gently, "I'm ready too."

The disciple nodded, not paying attention to the open and secret fight between the two just now, and said, "Then I will announce here that the competition has officially started." As soon as the words were finished, the disciple simply jumped off the playing field.

Ouyang Qing raised his sword and directly stabbed at it. Liu Huaizhu watched Ouyang Qing's movement with a smile, and shook his fan gently without moving.Ouyang Qing appeared in front of Liu Huaizhu almost in an instant, Liu Huaizhu calmly stepped onto the stage and fanned slightly, which happened to block Ouyang Qing's sword, when the two collided, there was a crisp sound of metal colliding.

Ouyang Qing was slightly taken aback, and then the drooping fan pendant rolled up spontaneously to wrap around Ouyang Qing's sword.Ouyang Qing suddenly felt uncomfortable, and with a slight movement of his hand, the sword deftly broke free from the entanglement.But the fan's fringe grew and thickened at an extremely fast speed, and began to attack Ouyang Qing from multiple directions.

"Hmph." Ouyang Qing snorted coldly, "Small tricks."

Ouyang Qing released his spiritual power, and the body of the sword turned red in an instant, with faint golden patterns flowing on it. He swung the sword at a very fast speed and attacked a few points to control all the tassels.Liu Huaizhu calmly manipulated several tassels, changing angles and attacking Ouyang Qing from different directions, but Ouyang Qing stopped them neatly and extremely quickly.He actually saw all the weaknesses in an instant.

With a slight movement of Liu Huaizhu's hand, the number of tassels increased several times in an instant, and they attacked at a more tricky speed and direction.The tentacles all over the sky almost covered the sky and the sun, almost completely blocking Ouyang Qing's sight.Ouyang Qing snorted coldly, poured in more spiritual power, and slammed at the biggest weakness he saw in front of him.

The sword was getting closer and closer, but when the two touched, Ouyang Qing didn't feel the feeling of touching something.Ouyang Qing's complexion changed slightly, and he understood in an instant, but it was also a step late.When he was about to withdraw his sword, the surrounding tassels instantly turned into black viscous liquid and rushed towards him.

Ouyang Qing's eyes sank slightly, and he clenched the sword in his hand.In an instant, a dazzling red light came out, dispelling all the illusions in front of him.Ouyang Qing took a step back, and when he was about to see clearly what was in front of him, a fan with sharp thorns suddenly swiped towards his neck.Ouyang Qing's pupils shrank suddenly, and his head was thrown back, narrowly dodging Liu Huaizhu's blow.

But Liu Huaizhu was not surprised by his dodging, when his fan was facing Ouyang Qing's throat, he stood up the fan with his backhand and swiped it down.

The sound of "Qiang--" happened to be blocked by the sword gathered on Ouyang Qing's chest.

"Heh." Liu Huaizhu chuckled lightly, and didn't want to confront him.He retracted the fan neatly, jumped a few steps away, shook the fan lightly, and returned to the chic and elegant look at the beginning.

Ouyang Qing narrowed his eyes and looked at Liu Huaizhu opposite him, and became really serious.

Liu Huaizhu spread his hands slightly and motioned, "Then can we really start?"

Ouyang Qing didn't answer, but still raised his sword and charged forward neatly.In an instant, several consecutive moves attacked Liu Huaizhu, leaving a few golden-red phantoms in the air at such a high speed.Liu Huaizhu raised his fan slightly, and released a few sharp thorns. He controlled the sharp thorns to block Ouyang Qing's attacks at several tricky angles, turned around a few times, and dodged the rest of Ouyang Qing's attacks with a chic posture. attack.Then he raised his hand and caught the sharp thorn that flew back with his fan.

Then Liu Huaizhu lifted the fan up and lifted Ouyang Qing's last sword that stabbed him.Ouyang Qing directly backhanded, and as soon as the sword turned, he slashed at Liu Huaizhu. Liu Huaizhu jumped up and jumped up lightly.Finally, with a light toe, he stood on the tip of Ouyang Qing's sword.He lowered his head and raised his eyebrows to look at Ouyang Qing.

A cross was visible to the naked eye on Ouyang Qing's forehead, "Come down, hot chicken. It's as heavy as a pig."

Liu Huaizhu: "????"

Liu Huaizhu: "!!!!!!"

Liu Huaizhu looked at Ouyang Qing in disbelief, and couldn't believe what he heard, "You're saying I'm fat!!!"

Ouyang Qing raised his eyebrows and looked at Liu Huaizhu differently. He couldn't believe that he would be angry because of this, but he still said tentatively, "Damn pig, don't you know how much you weigh yourself?"

Liu Huaizhu: "..."

Liu Huaizhu chuckled suddenly, and looked at Ouyang Qing kindly (?), just when Ouyang Qing frowned and thought it was useless, Liu Huaizhu suddenly raised his leg, and simply stepped on Ouyang Qing's face.

Ouyang Qing: "!!!!"

Ouyang Qing subconsciously wanted to withdraw his sword, but found that Liu Huaizhu's fan pendant had turned into an iron whip, entwined around his sword.Then, a click came in the next moment, and Ouyang Qing was shocked by the electricity, and he couldn't move for a while.Then·····

"Crack!" Everyone saw that Liu Huaizhu stepped on the middle of Ouyang Qing's face, and made a crisp sound.

"Hiss—" Everyone gasped subconsciously in unison.Hiss—it's embarrassing to think about it.

Elder Huai also hissed in disbelief, and then instantly recovered to his original state under the different eyes of the people around him, pretending that nothing happened.He suddenly felt that Mo Zixuan treated him very well, at least he had never treated him like this.Hmm... Seeing what happened to his apprentice this time, he can also forgive his apprentice for his previous gaffes.

Ouyang Qing: "..."

Liu Huaizhu tilted his head slightly, wanting to see Ouyang Qing's expression at this time.

Immediately afterwards, Liu Huaizhu felt a sound under his feet, and Liu Huaizhu hurriedly stopped his feet and jumped away.But Ouyang Qing kept his movements unchanged.

Liu Huaizhu raised his eyebrows, who are you scaring?How dare you say that about me? Do you still expect me to smile at you?

Immediately afterwards, the two rushed towards each other at the same time. The moment the two touched, there was a loud noise, and a huge cloud of dust was raised, covering the entire field in an instant, blocking everyone's sight.

When the dust gradually dissipated, everyone was shocked to find that there were many deep marks on the ground.The hearts, stomachs, and necks of the two people's clothes were damaged to varying degrees. These two people had actually fought hundreds of times in this short period of time, and their knives and knives were aimed at each other's vital points.However, judging from the degree of damage to the clothes of the two of them, Liu Huaizhu attacked more times, and each time Ouyang Qing caused more damage.

At this time, the two were facing each other, Ouyang Qing's sword pointed directly at Liu Huaizhu's heart, and Liu Huaizhu's iron whip was wrapped around Ouyang Qing's neck.

Liu Huaizhu smiled, "You lost."

Ouyang Qing sneered, "Do you think your electricity can kill me? Or do you think you can strangle me faster than I can poke into your body?"

Liu Huaizhu tilted his head and looked at him with a smile, "Then do you want to try?"

Ouyang Qing put away his smiling face, the two looked at each other, and moved at the same time.

But there was a crisp sound from Liu Huaizhu's chest, and Ouyang Qing just watched his sword stab into another fan in Liu Huaizhu's left hand.At the same time, Liu Huaizhu shook his hand, and long spikes with barbs began to appear section by section on his iron whip. The spikes were not ordinary metallic, but ominous. purple light.Seeing this scene, Ouyang Qing's pupils shrank suddenly, Liu Huaizhu sneered and shook his hands, and before the spikes were close to Ouyang Qing's neck, he retracted the whip and threw Ouyang Qing away.

After Ouyang Qing turned over and stood firm, he looked at Liu Huaizhu with a very grim expression.

Liu Huaizhu tilted his head, controlling the two fans to automatically float around him, "Do it again?"

Ouyang Qing snorted coldly, raised his hand and refused, "No, I lost."

He turned his head to look at the disciples in the audience, and replied simply, "I admit defeat."

The disciple nodded, transferred to the stage and said bluntly, "The match is over. Liu Huaizhu wins this match."

Liu Huaizhu took back the fan and saluted politely.

Si Qingxuan snorted coldly, "You really wasted such a good weapon. This is the weapon you made in the first place, right? You made them into weapons for killing people, but your cowardice prevented you from being cruel. It's really a waste They are so good at it.”

Liu Huaizhu: "..." Oh, that's because you didn't see it.The way your father kills people will definitely scare you to death!