Rivers and lakes demolition team

After several people in Hualien got up and packed up, the crowd slowly walked to the martial arts arena.Several competitions on the stage have passed.

Although there were a lot of people who came this time, the Mingjian Villa was magnificent, with a spacious venue. Nearly a hundred chairs were placed around the competition platform, and hopeful buildings were built on all sides. You can watch the competition downstairs and upstairs. It can accommodate nearly a thousand people.

The lower corner of the competition stage also had seats for the Yanyu Building. The guards outside brought a few people in and led them to the east side of the competition stage, where there were two vacant chairs.

Zhuji smiled and bowed to several people, and said: "Since it is for Yanyulou, Xiaosheng will not be polite."

Everyone is casual, and he is allowed to sit.Both Hualien and Yangchun like to be lively, so they crowded to the watchtower where there are many people. Tang Linzhi also likes to stay in high places, so he went with those two.Mo Wen didn't want to come to the martial arts competition stage, so he stayed in Ningqing Garden.Yanli and Qi Tianzhu stood and looked around, looking for the location of their teacher.There was no one sitting on the remaining chair, so Sake lifted his clothes and sat down gracefully.

Yu'er stood behind her, his eyes inadvertently glanced behind Sake.Wu Shun's long hair was parted slightly, revealing a section of fair nape of the neck, and the skin was set off by the black hair to make it even whiter, as if fainted by bright jade.

Yu'er breathed disorderly, clenched the Buddhist beads on his right hand, and quietly turned his head.

The competition platform is square, and the seats below are also arranged in four directions. The seats on the east side are all famous sects, such as Jiuxiao Mountain Villa in the middle.

Yu'er can already see the side face of the owner of Jiuxiao Mountain Villa, Jun Lin, handsome and handsome, Yuan Tingyue Zhi, he is a very comfortable person to look at.Yu'er couldn't help but take a second look.Two women stood beside King's Landing.One is Jun Sixue, and the other is a slender woman in a light green skirt. She holds a sword in her hand, has a beautiful face, and has a calmer temperament than Jun Sixue.

Side by side with Jiuxiao Mountain Villa is the Palace of Inaction.The old man was sitting upright, Wei Ran was sitting in a wheelchair, the beautiful woman in her twenties was supporting his wheelchair, and standing behind were two young disciples.

Yu'er was wondering why there was one person missing, when he heard an uproar upstairs behind him.She looked towards the competition stage, the people from the new round of competition happened to be competing on the stage, and the two contestants were very familiar with each other.One is the disciple of Wuwei Palace, and the other is the brawny man who insulted Yanyu Tower and Bliss City under the climbing ladder.

Most of the contestants on this first day were young people from various sects. They used martial arts to make friends, to know the masters of hundreds of schools, and to recognize their own level of kung fu in the arena. From the fourth day onwards, the A day for the elders of all sects to exercise their muscles and bones.Only then will someone propose to challenge Wu Zun, or even the Five Sects and the Four Sages.

The two people on the stage were fighting, the difference in strength was obvious, the disciple of Wuwei Palace was obviously going to lose to the strong man, and after a hundred or so moves in the fight, they were already stretched out and panicked.

But this can't be blamed on the disciple's lack of knowledge, the disciple's age is only seventeen or eighteen years old.The brawny man has big ears, and he seems to be standing up fast, he is obviously using his accumulated age to suppress people. Although there is no age limit for martial arts competitions, it is customary to be around 20 years old. Only then will there be booing voices.

The brawny man swung his tiger-headed saber, and flew the Wuwei Palace disciple's long sword away, and when he was panicked and unprepared, he swung his arm and hit the Wuwei Palace disciple's chest, knocking him flying off the martial arts platform, with his hand facing Stretching forward, he was ready to catch the long sword of the disciple of Wuwei Palace without any mistakes.

The brawny man was wearing fine steel wrist guards, and the force of this blow was not small.The disciple fell to the ground and vomited blood, staggered a few steps before standing up, bowed to the strong man, and said: "I'm not good at martial arts, I admit defeat."

The disciple was waiting for the strong man to return the long sword to him.Unexpectedly, the strong man sneered, threw the long sword into the air, the tiger's head knife fell, and cut off the long sword with a zheng sound.

There was another uproar in the audience.The disciple was stunned for a long time, unbelievable, ashamed and annoyed: "You!" Since making friends by martial arts, everyone has a sense of proportion, it seems that the victory and defeat have already been decided but they still want to destroy people's sabers. Naked/naked insults.

This disciple wanted to scold someone, but Wuwei Palace had strict rules, behaved politely, never uttered foul words, so he wanted to scold him, but his face turned red and he couldn't say a word.

The strong man carried the tiger-headed sword on his shoulder, and said with a smile: "The dignified Wuwei Palace is only at this level. If you talk about the head of a century-old sword sect, don't make people laugh."

Wanglou Hualien changed her voice and shouted: "You are a big man who is only bullying young people, and you are not deep in the world. How can you have the face to criticize Wuwei Palace!"

As soon as this remark came out, people around immediately echoed him, accusing him of bullying the small with the big.

The brawny man had a thick face and didn't care, he said: "Walking in the rivers and lakes, no one cares whether you are old or young, just whether your fists are hard or not. If he loses, he loses. What, I don't care." Win him by cheating? Which one of his Wuwei Palace's moves should I not follow up head-on?"

The strong man kicked the long sword off the stage with one foot, raised his chin, stared at Wei Ran, and said harshly: "Maybe this Wuwei Gong Sirui has some skills, why don't you send someone up to compare with me."

The disciple who was competing with him turned his handsome face red with anger, and said angrily: "Who are you, you are worthy of our brothers and sisters fighting with you!"

The strong man looked up to the sky and laughed, and after a long while, he said: "I made a slip of the tongue before, but in fact, I also deeply admired the Palace of Wuwei, but it's a pity that what I admired was the Palace of Wuwei back then. , 20% off, this is regarded as the sect's inheritance of Sirui, one death, one injury, one disappearance, and the rest are young and tender young seedlings who are not popular. Years later, Jian Wangchen will return to heaven, and your Wuwei Palace will be nothing more than a third-rate sect!"

The Six Swords of Wuwei Palace are the masters of Jian Wangchen's generation, and they are all first-class masters. When the Six Swords are all present, it is the time when Wuwei Palace is at its peak. It's a pity that four of these six people passed away one after another, and now Wuwei Although there are many disciples in the palace, there are not many of them with excellent foundation and aptitude, and Jiang Ying is the only one who can inherit the inheritance of the master, but after all, he is weak.

The brawny man's remarks were extremely contemptuous and disrespectful to Wuwei Palace, but eighty percent of what he said was true, not all arrogant words.

The strong man met Wei Ran's gaze, shook his head and said with a chuckle: "As the saying goes, a flying dragon with its claws broken is not as good as a worm."

What he said seemed to be mocking Wuwei's loss of soldiers and generals, his strength was greatly reduced, and it seemed to be mocking that Wei Ran's legs were injured, but he was just a useless person.

When the disciple picked up his saber and returned to the master's camp, he was ashamed and angry. When was Wuwei Palace not admired by the martial arts people? Heartbroken, tears fell uncontrollably.

The old man was furious, he slapped the coffee table and stood up, shouting: "A majestic man, why are you crying!"

"Just now that move Spring Back to the Earth, pick up to the left, where did you use it? And that Taixu swordsmanship, you can practice three swords, enough to restrain the kid, why don't you use it!"

The old man's tone was harsh, and the disciple who was drinking straight stood upright, not daring to say a word, and the tears fell even more fiercely.

The two young disciples at the back shouted anxiously: "Senior brother."

Wei Ran said softly: "Master Uncle, Qing Ran is still young, it's normal for her to be at a loss for the first time with an outsider."

"When you, Li'er, Ying'er, and Cheng Gui came to participate in the world martial arts competition, he wasn't fifteen or sixteen years old!"

When mentioning Yanli and Mo Chenggui, the old man became even more angry, and the rest of the people in Wuwei Palace lowered their eyes sadly, quite disappointed.

The old man blew his beard and stared, gritted his teeth, and said: "That arrogant boy! My Wuwei Palace is not something he can despise, even if the stars have fallen, this old man will go up and let him learn how powerful the Wuwei Palace is!"

Wei Ran sighed softly, and called: "Uncle Shi, you are an elder, you went up, and you just fulfilled what that person said." Wuwei Palace didn't intend to let Wei Ran come here this time, but only because of the fact that this teacher Uncle has a violent temper, which is different from everyone in Wuwei Palace. Among all the disciples, only Wei Ran, who is gentle by nature, can persuade him, so Wei Ran also came with him.

The old man was stunned for a moment, recalled it, frowned and pondered, and said: "You are right." He turned his head and said to the woman behind Wei Ran: "Ying'er, you go and teach this person a lesson, forgive him for not being your opponent!"

Jiang Ying didn't move, waiting for Wei Ran to speak.In fact, she was not in the mood to compete on stage, but what the strong man said touched her heart.

Thinking about the six masters in Wuwei Palace back then, the four senior brothers and sisters were carefree, practicing martial arts, going down the mountain to fight swords in the rivers and lakes, with a chic spirit, how happy it was, but now things are changing, the master is gone, senior sister He and his younger brother are gone, and the talents of Wuwei Palace are withered and lonely.

Wei Ran saw what she was thinking, and said softly: "Uncle, Wuwei Palace has always been shy about fame and wealth, this time I brought Qingran and the others here just to let them hone their swordsmanship, why bother to get angry with that person, just let him say , how about the Palace of Inaction, it will not change just because of a few words from outsiders."

Hearing what he said, the old man thought it was reasonable, but he couldn't calm down. He beat the corner of the coffee table, still fidgeting angrily.

Yanli on the other side was already very excited when he heard the strong man say that Si Rui was "one death, one injury". Wei Ran was the one who was injured, and junior sister Jiang Ying is still there, which means that junior brother Mo Chenggui...

Yanli's body swayed, almost unable to stand still.Yu'er and Qingjiu quickly supported her, but seeing her mournful expression, they didn't know how to comfort her.

When the brawny man ridiculed that Wei Ran was a useless man with no successors in the Palace of Inaction.Yanli raised his eyes coldly, and raised his feet to go up to the stage, obviously to compete with that person.

Sake grabbed her and said, "What are you going to do?"

Yanli said coldly: "I'll go and teach him what the Wuwei Palace looks like!"

Sake said: "Take a break."

Yanli still didn't understand the meaning of Qingjiu's words, so he heard Qingjiu calling: "Fish."

Yu'er was wearing a mask, and the delicate face under the mask smiled sweetly, delighted in his heart, and even his voice was filled with joy: "Can I go?"

Yu'er sees people gathering in the martial arts forest, and hundreds of martial arts are competing on the martial arts stage. She is just young, so she is naturally happy to see Lie, and she also wants to go up to the competition in her heart, and the strong man has said several times that he insulted Misty Rain earlier. Lou and Xuhuaigu are now even more humiliating to the Palace of Wuwei, making them disgusted and unhappy, she is extremely annoyed by this person, and hopes to teach him a lesson.

Yan Li was slightly suspicious: "You fought against him before, and you know that person has some skills, Yu'er, she..."

Yu'er said: "The disciples of Wuwei Palace are not so easy to deal with."

I was stunned for a moment, the person in front of me looked so energetic, like the fellow disciples who went down the mountain together back then.Ripples rippled through Yan's heart, she was both disappointed and pleased, she smiled lightly and said, "That's right, Yu'er."

Yanli warned: "Be careful when fighting with that strong man, don't let him mess up your senses." No longer dissuading Yu'er.

Yu'er nodded, and when she was about to go on stage, Fang remembered that she didn't have a sword in her hand. She was never worthy of a long sword, and there was a rough iron sword that she only used for sword practice.Sake once said: "A good sword is like a close friend. After a swordsman uses the sword for a long time, he will have a reaction with the sword. Therefore, a swordsman will use a good sword for a lifetime. Therefore, when picking a sword at the beginning, you must choose a good one. my sword." Because I haven't found a suitable long sword, Yu'er doesn't deserve a sword.

Seeing her on the stage now, Yanli hurriedly wanted to remove the long sword behind her back, but was stopped by sake.Qingjiu took the Wufeng Sword from his waist, handed it to Yu'er, and said to her, "Use this one."

Yanli was surprised and said: "Sake, you..."

Qingjiu smiled at her, Yanli flicked his whisk, and said with a happy smile, "That's all."

Qingjiu said to Yu'er: "That strong man is more than strong and fierce, but not flexible enough. You have always practiced the way of using softness to overcome strength, don't forget."

Yu'er took the sword with both hands, hugged it in his arms, his heart swelled, his blood surged, and he said to Qingjiu: "Sake, I will win." With a resolute tone, when he said these words, people felt that this was fact.

Qingjiu smiled and said, "Oh, it's a good thing to be full of ambition, but this tone, why does it seem to be asking me for a lottery, huh?"

Yu'er actually didn't have such a plan, but when she heard Sake's words, she still couldn't help pursing her lips, and followed her words and asked, "Is it okay?"

"Yes." Qingjiu rolled his eyes and leaned against his temples with a feather fan: "If Yu'er wins, I will promise you one request."

"Okay." Yu'er was even more joyful, pointing to her toes, holding a sword of sake, flying onto the stage, and said loudly to the strong man who turned his back: "Little girl, come to ask Your Excellency for advice."

Under the stage, where the gatekeepers of Wuwei Palace sat, the old man sat up straight and stared at the sword in Yu'er's hand on the stage. Wei Ran and Jiang Ying also looked surprised, and whispered: "Liangyi?!"