Evergreen Immortal

"Brother Li, you are so good."

As soon as Li Rui stepped off the stage, Wu Tu came up to him.

He grinned and laughed.

"I am old and useless."

Li Rui laughed and stood back in the crowd as if nothing had happened.

Wu Tu's face became strange.

Just based on the performance just now, can he be called old? !

Although he won easily, anyone with a discerning eye could see that Sha Jinliang was not weak, but Li Rui was stronger.

The assessment continued.

The fight between the hall master and the deacon was much more intense than that between ordinary disciples. The swords and knives were intertwined on the ring, and each move was extremely exquisite, which made the audience excited.

The disciples off the field were howling like chicken blood.

The more they fought, the uglier Wu Tu's face looked.

Because of the four leaders of the Dark Eight Gates who joined the Tiandi League, he was the only one who had not yet played, and the others had all lost. It was a luxury to want to be a deacon to watch the scene.

Wu Tu did not think that he was much stronger than the other three.

Otherwise, they would not have fought openly and secretly in the Qinghe side door for so many years.

The strength is only a slight difference.

In addition to the deacons, many hall masters were challenged, and some won and some lost.

This time, the Qinghe branch was a major change.

More than half of the hall masters and deacons have been replaced.

Tang Sheng stroked his mustache and nodded with satisfaction: "Not bad."

He had expected this scene.

The strength of the leader Ning has increased greatly, which will naturally attract masters to come and join him. If the people and horses remain unchanged, it would be wrong.

The more intense the competition, the more motivation there is to practice martial arts and become stronger.

The development of the Tiandi League will be better.

He is naturally happy to see it happen.

If the ranking of the competition is almost unchanged, it means that this branch is a stagnant pool, or someone is playing tricks, which is not a good phenomenon.

At this moment, a cry of surprise suddenly sounded from the audience.

"That's Ge Hong. How come he came to our branch?"

"Hiss~ It's really the owner of the Iron Knife Martial Arts School, Ge."

Li Rui looked at the square-faced, burly middle-aged man standing on the stage.

"Ge Hong."

The name Ge Hong is very famous in the Qinghe martial arts world.

There has always been a saying in the Qinghe martial arts world that "Bear Fist Eagle Sword Scissor", referring to the owners of the three most powerful martial arts schools in the city, and Ge Hong is that Scissor.

"Who will he challenge?"

Ge Hong is a long-established eighth-grade master, and a hall master can't satisfy his appetite at all.

So the challenge must be the deputy helmsman.

The owner of the Iron Knife Martial Arts School challenges the deputy helmsman, and this fight is very interesting.

Zhao Wei clenched his fists and his heart tightened.

He had known that Ge Hong had come to the Tiandi League for a long time. Although he was not afraid, he really didn't want to meet Ge Hong in advance.

There is no false person under a great reputation.

Especially in the Jianghu, those with a great reputation basically have some real skills.

After the battle with Ge Hong, Zhao Wei was exhausted too early. He was afraid that he would not have the energy to fight for a higher ranking, and he might miss the quota of Huaqing Sect.

Ge Hong looked at the four deputy helmsmen Zhao, Zhang, Zhou and Qian one by one.

Finally, he raised his hand and pointed at Deputy helmsman Qian.

"Brother Qian, please."

Deputy helmsman Qian Cai secretly complained, but since he was selected, he had to go on stage to fight.

His expression was solemn.

Unlike the previous assessment, even if he lost in the past, he would only change his ranking and still be the deputy helmsman, but if he lost this time, he would lose his position as the deputy helmsman.

Although he actually made a lot of preparations.

Qian Cai took a deep breath and clasped his fists and said, "Brother Ge, please teach me."

Fighting with Ge Hong, who was quite famous in Qinghe, he was under great pressure.

Slowly drew out the sword at his waist, took a half step forward with his right foot, and held the long sword across his eyebrows, making a neat starting posture.

Ge Hong also drew out his knife.

His knife was very different.

It is a blade thinner than a normal knife, like a willow leaf.

That's why it got the name of the scimitar in the world.

"Is this the famous scimitar?"

Li Rui looked carefully.

As early as when he was a groom in Zhu's house, the name of the scimitar was already well-known, but he never had the opportunity to see it with his own eyes.

The two fought.

Bang!

With a crisp sound of metal collision, Ge Hong and Qian Cai finally fought.

Ge Hong used a knife, but in his hand, it was like a soft sword flying around Qian Cai, making it hard to defend.

Just a few moves.

Qian Cai's clothes were cut open several times.

It was clear who was more skilled.

Qian Cai's face was gloomy, and he glanced at his tattered clothes.

His swordsmanship was not bad, and if there was anything to blame, it could only be blamed on Ge Hong being too strong.

They fought for about ten more moves.

Just when everyone was enjoying the show, Qian Cai suddenly pulled back and said, "I lost."

"Deputy Captain Qian actually admitted defeat on his own initiative. It's been less than 30 moves, right?"

"The Lancet really lives up to its reputation."

The disciples below the stage were talking about it.

On the stage, Ge Hong put away his knife and clasped his fists, saying, "Thank you."

Qian Cai did not return to his seat, but walked off the stage on his own initiative.

He was no longer the deputy captain.

At least not before the next match.

Qian Cai was very decisive.

He admitted defeat as soon as he realized that he could not beat Ge Hong. Instead of continuing to waste his energy with Ge Hong, he might as well retain his strength to challenge others, so that he could at least keep his position as deputy captain.

Qian Cai lost, and the other deputy captains also showed solemn expressions.

It was difficult for them to keep their positions.

The fight became more and more intense.

Although there is no deputy helmsman on the stage for the time being, several deputy hall masters have been replaced.

During this period.

Wu Tu also went on stage. With the help of Li Rui's elixir, he has recovered to the level of his heyday, and even a little stronger.

After more than a hundred moves, he finally defeated his opponent.

The waist badge also rose from "18" to "17".

Although it is only one position higher, the gold content is much higher than in the past few years.

Wu Tu is satisfied to keep his position.

"Brother Li, do you want to try again?"

Wu Tu glanced at Li Rui.

Li Rui has been challenged. According to the rules, he does not need to go on the stage to fight again.

Even if he is optimistic about Li Rui, he does not think it is necessary for Li Rui to go on the stage.

As for the great worshiper of the Wenwu Hall promised by Zhang Yang.

The top eight

It may be similar in the past, but nowadays, it is more than enough to be the head of the Wenwu Hall.

The helmsman and five eighth-rank warriors already occupy six positions. The top eight is equivalent to the top two, which is extremely difficult, not to mention that the top two are the head of the Wenwu Hall and the notorious swordsman Chang Qi.

Neither of them is easy to deal with.

Li Rui smiled slightly: "Then go up and try it."

"!!"

Wu Tu's eyes widened. He didn't expect Li Rui to go on stage. While he was talking, Li Rui strode onto the ring.

He bowed to a scarred man: "Please."

The movement here quickly attracted everyone's attention.

Just because the number on the waist badge of the person Li Rui wanted to challenge was——

"11"!