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On the day of the Sword Master Qualification Examination, the group arena was held on a cleared hillside, and crowds of people had gathered since early in the morning. Due to the large number of contestants, the organizer could only use the mode of audition to eliminate a large number of them first, and the remaining And then slowly filter.

There are a hundred large arenas distributed from top to bottom on the hillside. The layout of this venue alone took the organizer a month to build. The people who arranged the venue were ingenious and artistic. The imposing manner highlights the ring and welcomes guests from all over the world.

In the crowd, Yang Ying was still dressed in a windbreaker, hat, sunglasses, and scarf. No one paid attention to him at all. One was because there were too many people, and the other was that there were people around who were even more strangely dressed than him.

Since it was already late when I returned to the hotel yesterday, I didn't inform Xin's family. I contacted them in the morning, but Xin Jinyun said that he had already arrived at the venue and asked him to come over by himself.

So Yang Ying came to the venue by himself.

Following the guidance of the sixth sense, he found Xin Jinyun who was in the audience under a ring, her mother was not by her side.

Yang Ying stepped forward and patted her, "Miss Xin, it's easy for me to find."

Xin Jinyun turned around and said pleasantly: "Yang Ying?" But his face darkened immediately, "Didn't you say that you would come to our house again before today, why did you miss the appointment?"

"This..." Yang Ying thought in his heart: "I can't tell her that I am being hunted down by the Ape Worship Sect. The later I come, the more I can delay the time of discovery. She shouldn't be involved in the Ape Worship Sect. "Just trying to find an excuse.

Seeing that Yang Ying hesitated for a moment, Xin Jinyun said, "Forget it, as long as you can come, don't mention this matter."

"Thank you." Yang Ying looked at her face and nodded, "Where's your mother?"

Xin Jinyun pointed to the rostrum on the top of the mountain: "It's hard to spare time in the competition jury, especially when there are so many people today."

"I see." Yang Ying nodded.

"By the way." Xin Jinyun asked, "Why do you call me 'Miss Xin' instead of 'Miss Xin'?"

"I'm used to it." Yang Ying waved his hands, "Maybe it's because I've read too many martial arts novels, and I have an ancient style on my body."

"Is that so?" Xin Jinyun seemed dissatisfied with Yang Ying's answer, but she thought for a while, "That's fine, anyway, we are all martial arts practitioners, and some ancient customs are fine."

At this time, Yang Ying felt that a camera was turning to shoot here, so he moved a little, turned his face to the side, and pointed the back of his head at the camera.

Xin Jinyun felt strange when he saw Yang Ying's strict attire, but when he saw him avoiding the camera, he asked, "Yang Ying, what's wrong with the camera?"

"I don't want to be on TV. Some people don't like me very much. It's hard for me to get rid of them. If they find out on TV, it won't be too bad." Yang Ying said softly.

"Well, I get it. But there are at least dozens of cameras here, can you hide them?" Xin Jinyun's voice also softened, but from her expression, it seemed that she thought Yang Ying had something shameful I am afraid that people will know about it.

"My senses are very keen. As long as I'm not covered all over the front, back, left, and right sides, I can escape." Yang Ying pulled up the scarf on his face a little bit, feeling that the camera just scanned here, and then moved open position.

The battle between the two on the stage became fierce. The swords in their hands collided with each other and made clanking noises. Both of them used fast swords, and their strength was similar. They were the most worth watching group in the surrounding arenas. The audience applauded from time to time. However, the expressions of the two became more and more bitter, as if they were about to lose.

"Yang Ying, what do you think of these two people?" Xin Jinyun asked, pointing at the two people on the stage.

Yang Ying took a few glances, and he had already mastered the essentials of the two swordsmanship. Although he still couldn't do it easily, he could see the moves of the low hand with the eyes of a master, and it was enough to play tricks.

"I think the swordsmanship of these two people has reached a certain level, and the gap is limited. If they don't touch each other, they may both be able to advance to the next round. But since they have met in this round, one must fall, and the other It will also hurt your vitality, and it will be difficult to pass the next round."

Two dimples appeared on Xin Jinyun's face, and he said with emotion: "Luck is also a part of strength."

Contestants have to play three games a day, progressively, losing one game will lose their qualifications. The opponents are randomly selected by the computer, and the chance is very large, so luck is very important.

At this time, a voice sounded from behind the two, "Did you only see luck? The distribution of physical strength in three games a day is also an important part of testing players. Can't you even see this?"

Yang Ying looked back and saw that the person speaking was an old man with gray temples and a thick body, but his face was slightly sinister with a pair of small eyes and a hooked nose.

"So it's you, aren't you also in the jury?" Xin Jinyun frowned when he saw him, turned around and introduced to Yang Ying softly, "This is Tong Jinhe, a veteran sword master, who obtained the sword twenty years ago. The title of master, and coach Tong's uncle and swordsmanship teacher, after Coach Tong resigned, he came to the club to make trouble once."

Although she didn't say how much trouble it was, Yang Ying could tell from his tone that this old man made her very unhappy.

"What are you mumbling about?" Tong Jinhe narrowed his eyes and looked at Yang Ying, "Who are you? Are you hiding your head and showing your tail, and dare not meet people?"

Xin Jinyun answered quickly, "He is my friend, and he has never met you before."

Tong Jinhe snorted, ignored Xin Jinyun's words, stared at Yang Ying and asked, "I heard that a young master came to the Xin Family Guild Hall and severely humiliated my nephew Tong Zhishan. Is it you?"

"It's me, what about UU Reading www.uukanshu.com, you want to stand up for him?"

Yang Ying's voice was neither happy nor angry, it sounded like an ordinary conversation tone, but it made Tong Jinhe feel a sense of oppression.

Tong Jinhe thought in his heart: "Hmph, this boy doesn't look simple, so be careful."

"Hey..." He sneered, "It's nothing, my nephew's skills are not as good as others, I can't blame you, you just stay here and enjoy this grand event. I should go back to the jury."

After speaking, he turned and walked up the mountain.

Xin Jinyun stretched out his hand and pulled Yang Ying's sleeve, and said softly, "Be careful, this old man doesn't follow the right path. I heard that when he participated in various swordsmanship competitions, his opponents often had accidents before the competition, and many enemies also disappeared mysteriously. We have been unable to find any evidence of his crimes, which is why he has been at large."

"I understand." Yang Ying nodded slightly, raised his hand to summon an invisible ghost agent, and said in a voice: "Follow up with the old man in front and see what he does."

The sound transmission technique is a means of using mind power. It uses mind power to vibrate the air to make a sound. The vibration point can be next to the other party's ear, like an earphone, so the sound can be very small and very concealed.

It is recorded in the reading power book of this method that when Yang Ying first started, he could only make a series of meaningless noises, and it took him a long time to practice to pronounce correctly.

In addition, the protoss have no mouths, and they also use this method to make sounds.

"Of order." The ghost agent carefully avoided the crowd, avoided physical contact, and quietly followed.

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