When Golden Finger Meets Salted Fish

There will be a total of five rounds in this competition, and the arrangement is quite tight. After deciding the outcome with Zhongheng, Yun Qingyue rested for less than an hour before it was his turn to play again. Fortunately, she was not bad luck and didn't meet the big disciple of Biefeng, so it made no difference to her who the opponent was, and they couldn't beat her anyway.

Five competitions per person, plus the reduction in the number of arenas, naturally there is no end to the competition in one day. Therefore, this round of competition was divided into two days. As for the ranking, it depends on luck.

For example, Yun Qingyue competed four times on the first day, but there was no strong opponent among the opponents, so it was considered easy to win in the end. Another example is Zhong Heng, after the first match with his senior sister, he was always out of the draw in the arena, so he almost watched the match from the audience all day. It wasn't until near dusk that the elders drew lots for the last time, and they finally won him.

The young man who loves to fight immediately cheered up and rushed to the ring without stopping.

At that time, Yun Qingyue had just finished the last battle, and took back the well-behaved little white tiger from a certain junior sister. After learning the news, he thought about it and decided to go to watch Zhongheng compete.

At that time, there were a group of disciples from Mingxia Peak who came to watch the elder sister's competition. Now that Yun Qingyue's competition was over, these people naturally followed her and ran to the ring of the second senior brother to watch him fight. But when they got to the place, many disciples were still in a daze and even couldn't believe it when they saw the two people standing opposite each other on the ring.

Someone couldn't help being surprised and said, "Why is it him?!"

There were also people who were not so well-informed, so they asked their fellow disciples: "What's the matter, who is this person?"

Soon, a fellow disciple explained to him: "It's Chu Yang. The outer disciple of our peak, leading the art investment teacher, made a lot of limelight before." After talking about Chu Yang's deeds, he said with emotion at the end : "He has played so far, I thought he would have been eliminated long ago."

The last sentence is emotional, although it is somewhat sour, but it speaks to the hearts of many people. Not to mention the outer disciples, most of those who are still in the arena are true biography, and someone immediately answered: "Maybe he was lucky before and didn't meet any strong opponents, but this time he met the second senior brother, I'm afraid it's because of him." Defeated...By the way, what cultivation level is this Chu Yang now?"

Someone really noticed this, and immediately replied: "Should be the middle stage of Golden Core, right? The second senior brother is in the late stage of Golden Core, and he has subdued the fire seed. It is easy to defeat him."

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Some whispers were heard by the little white tiger, but after she heard them, she felt as if these people had made a fg for Zhong Heng. She subconsciously felt bad, and when she looked up at her senior sister, she found that her gaze was actually on Chu Yang?

Could it be that this is really a protagonist?

The little white tiger suddenly felt even worse. It pressed its furry paws on the back of the senior sister's hand, and it was better to draw people's eyes back to him.

No matter how the audience discusses and what everyone thinks, it will not hinder the two people on the stage. Zhong Heng had seen Chu Yang's name on the jade bi before, and knew a little about his deeds, and now he was very interested in facing such an opponent. And his interest is to draw the sword directly, without delay: "Mingxia Peak Zhongheng, please advise."

Seeing this, Chu Yang didn't hesitate. He raised his sword and said, "Mingxia Peak Chu Yang, please advise."

The two had reported their names, and Zhong Heng was not polite, and he went straight to attack the opponent with a single point of his toes. Although the heavy sword in his hand was heavy, but when he attacked Chu Yang, his posture was extremely dexterous, and he almost appeared in the blink of an eye. In front of Chu Yang.

The epee is heavy, first of all it emphasizes the word "momentum", Zhong Heng's sword swung down with a momentum of ten thousand jun. If ordinary people were enveloped by his sword power, they would probably be frightened at the time, and then they would inevitably end up with broken tendons and bones when they were touched by the heavy sword. If you are unlucky and hit a critical point, blood will inevitably splatter five steps.

But right now, they were fighting with each other, so there was no such danger, Zhong Heng avoided Chu Yang's vital point with a single swing of his sword. But Chu Yang was as calm as ever when he saw this, and he was not intimidated by the sword's force. He avoided the edge of the sword slightly, and when he raised his sword to meet the ground, he used softness to overcome strength.

Zhong Heng has practiced swordsmanship for 30 years, and he has encountered countless opponents, so naturally he has seen all kinds of methods. When facing heavy swords, it is most people's choice to use softness to overcome rigidity. He was not surprised when he saw this. With a twist of the sword in his hand, the epee seemed to be magnetized in the spiritual power, sticking Chu Yang's sword edge to the He put it on the sword, but he aroused the momentum of the sword.

Seeing this, Chu Yang hurriedly changed his moves, and his spiritual power was shaken, causing the two swords to separate. Afterwards, he didn't get entangled with Zhongheng's epee. He thrust the sword forward, but the sword moved lightly. He greeted the vital points of Zhongheng's hands and feet, and at the same time avoided the edge of the epee with his feet.

In the arena, the two people came and went, from the beginning of the competition of sword moves, to the end of the spiritual power method. Leaving aside how dangerous the two are fighting, at least for those watching the battle, this is definitely a wonderful duel. Including those disciples of Mingxia Peak who spoke sourly to Chu Yang before, they often applauded him when they saw the wonderful things, and they gradually became somewhat convinced.

Little White Tiger followed to watch the fun, but she didn't like Chu Yang very much, so she only applauded Zhong Heng. Yun Qingyue could see the way, occasionally frowning slightly, and some thoughts flashed in her glazed eyes.

The two fought for a long time, it was rare for Zhong Heng to meet such a well-timed opponent, and the fight was hearty. Fortunately, he has not forgotten that he is in the arena, so after half of the fight, he gradually became more serious - his cultivation level is higher than that of Chu Yang, and he used to suppress his cultivation base to compete with Chu Yang in sword moves, so he also let go now. Open hands and feet.

However, contrary to what Zhong Heng expected, his cultivation was indeed higher than Chu Yang's, but Chu Yang did not back down from his strength, instead he tried his best to deal with him. I don't know how long it will last, but he really can't win for a while.

Gradually, Zhong Heng lost his patience and began to mobilize the power of the fire.

But Chu Yang is not the kind of person who waits to die. His cultivation base is not as good as Zhong Heng's, and he doesn't have such a rare thing as fire, and the only thing he can rely on is the long sword in his hand. Therefore, the sword in his hand turned again, and when facing the oncoming sea of ​​flames, the long sword in his hand "swished" a few times to weave a sword net, and the sword's aura blocked the sea of ​​flames.

Seeing this, everyone in the audience couldn't help applauding again, only Yun Qingyue's eyes deepened by two points. But at this moment, everyone's eyes were attracted by the two fighting in the arena, even Xiao Baihu didn't notice it.

Chu Yang's swordsmanship is very exquisite, but his cultivation is not as good as Zhong Heng's. Persisting for one breath, two breaths, three breaths... After all, Jianwang couldn't stop the raging fire and fell apart.

He was defeated, and he shouted to admit defeat before the fire burned himself, and Zhong Heng didn't make things difficult for him.

After the winner got off the ring, Zhong Heng threw a pill to replenish spiritual power into his mouth, and then sighed at his senior sister: "This Chu Yang came out of nowhere, I think he just might Haven't done my best yet."

Yun Qingyue pondered for a moment when he heard the words, and then asked: "Then when you competed with him, did you feel anything unusual?"

Zhongheng scratched his head when he heard the words, and then scratched his head after thinking about it carefully: "No? I think his martial arts and swordsmanship are peaceful, and there should be no problem with his origin." After speaking, he didn't know what to think, and there was a twinge of regret in his eyes: " This man's talent is not bad, I heard that Elder Yi Yun liked him before and wanted to accept him as an apprentice, but he refused... Our master's temper, I'm afraid he won't accept any more disciples."

Peak Lord Qingyu doesn't like to accept disciples, most of the seven true biography under her seat were not accepted by her herself. The only apprentice he found by himself was Yun Qingyue. But now no one can say that she has fewer disciples, and it is not easy for the Zongmen to send her disciples.

Zhong Heng said with some regrets, probably because of the fight, but Yun Qingyue was noncommittal.

While the two were talking, they left the ring. When they got close, Zhong Heng was kicked unexpectedly. Naturally, it wasn't Yun Qingyue who kicked her. He looked down and saw the little white tiger staring at her.

What's the matter? How did he offend the guard?

Zhong Heng didn't know why, he looked at a loss as if Monk Zhang Er was confused. Unable to understand, he simply asked, but not the little white tiger who obviously disliked him: "Senior sister, did she misunderstand me?"

not at all!

The little white tiger turned around and turned his head back, ignored him, and only urged the senior sister to move forward.

The three of them quickly came to Yubi to check the results of today's competition—Yun Qingyue was lucky, he ranked first in today's ranking and won all four games. Zhongheng's luck was not good, he only got two matches and still won one and lost one, so he has already fallen to the lower reaches. Looking at the other disciples of Mingxia Peak, Chu Yang actually had a record of two wins and one loss, which was even better than Zhong Heng. The other three couldn't watch, they lost two to three games respectively, and they missed the top ten and the next three martial arts debates.

Looking at the record of Biefeng's disciples, those who lost two or three games were basically out of the game. On the contrary, he has only lost one game so far, no matter how many rounds he has fought, there is still a possibility of turning around tomorrow.

Among them, the most worth mentioning is that Qing Yunfeng's eldest disciple, Wen Jin, lost a game today, but he was unlucky to meet Bei Luo. Senior brother Wen's strength is not weak, but the speed of the formation was not as fast as Bei Luo's punching speed, so he was pressed to the ground and rubbed. Even if they can still enter the top ten in the end, the results are four wins and one loss, which is not so good.

After seeing the results, Zhong Heng couldn't help but sigh, but before he could feel more emotional, he heard his senior sister say: "Go back to practice, you still have three rings to fight tomorrow. If you lose another game, you will miss the top ten draw." Let's talk about martial arts."

Zhong Heng was stunned when he heard the words, and he didn't care about anything else, nodded and really rushed back to practice.

As soon as they left, only Yun Qingyue and Xiao Baihu were left in place. Yun Qingyue only looked back at this time, but saw that the crowd around the ring had long since dispersed, and the young man who had shown his aura had long since disappeared.

The little white tiger didn't know who the senior sister was looking for when she turned her head, but her instinctive desire for exclusiveness made her react quickly - she rubbed her furry head against the neck of the senior sister, and the familiar cold fragrance lingered in her nostrils, calming the slight tension in her heart . Then the little milk tiger yelled "Aww" several times, and even gestured to urge the senior sister to go back and continue to educate herself.

Yun Qingyue lost her temper after being rubbed by her, she looked away, and held down the overly enthusiastic little milk tiger. At the same time, Shen Ning swept across his brows, and said with a smile: "I didn't sleep last night, didn't you feel sleepy? Why are you urging me to teach you again today?"

The little white tiger's head was pinned down, and the round tiger's eyes were full of innocence: Of course it's because I'm eager to learn!