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Nie Liufeng walked in front, clearing the way for Mu Xuan and Zhang Yunruo.
Many monks, of course all men, saw the two beautiful female monks behind him, their eyes were full of envy. No need to guess, there must be some dirty thoughts.
Nie Liufeng smugly continued to walk. On the other hand, Mu Xuan looked disgusted, wishing to beat Nie Liufeng and these people together so that they would dare to think wildly again. Zhang Yunruo seemed very nervous, he didn't care about anything, he smiled and took Mu Xuan's hand.
Mu Xuan held her forehead, couldn't help it, and asked in a low voice: "Sister Yun'er, is your elder brother Liufeng always like this?"
Zhang Yunruo asked inexplicably: "What kind?"
Mu Xuan resisted the urge to touch her forehead again, silently thinking about whether she should reconsider her decision to be friends with her just now, and met her innocent eyes, so she had no choice but to bite the bullet and say: "It's just Do good-looking female monks stare at others? Are you not angry at all?"
Zhang Yunruo suddenly realized, and said cheerfully: "So that's the problem. Brother Liufeng just likes to play, and he doesn't go too far, so it doesn't matter. Besides, you are sister Xuan'er, I don't mind!"
Mu Xuan staggered and almost fell: Miss, you have a really big heart, but, but I don't mind!
She opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but didn't know where to start. In the past, Mu Xuan would definitely not be nosy, but the warmth she felt from Zhang Yunruo's words just now made her unable to act as if nothing had happened. Thinking about it again, Zhang Yunruo is still young, and Nie Liufeng is so virtuous, no one can tell what will happen in the future, so don't worry about it.
The three of them soon came to the arena, and it was the first round of competition at this time. Many monks were watching below, discussing who would win and who would lose, who was agile, who had superb swordsmanship, and so on. Mu Xuan stopped at the No. 1 ring on the far side, and Zhang and Nie also stopped.
There were two young male cultivators standing on the No. 1 ring at this moment. They didn't hear the order from the person in charge. They stood on each side, guarding each other cautiously. Seeing that they were all at the eighth level of Qi training, Mu Xuan wondered if she could defeat them if she was still at this level.
Following the order of the person in charge of the Holy Gate, the two took a step each, and they fought back and forth. As soon as they made a move, Mu Xuan shook her head. This level is far from when she was practicing Qi on the eighth level. If her opponent was one of these two, she would win effortlessly.
Nie Liufeng also shook his head, with an expression of watching the show, and said, "Holy sect even accepts such disciples now? It's really not as good as one generation after another."
Zhang Yunruo tugged on his sleeve, and said nervously in a low voice: "Brother Liufeng, don't talk nonsense, I heard that there are many senior monks from the Holy Sect today, if they hear you being so outspoken, it doesn't matter if we cause trouble, It would be bad if sister Xuan'er was involved!"
Nie Liufeng paused, his face froze, and then he smiled at Zhang Yunruo as if nothing had happened: "I just said casually, seniors would not care about this. No matter how bad the Holy Sect is, it is much better than the Tianyan Sect. As for the other eight sects, He is not worthy to carry sandals for the Holy Gate."
Mu Xuan turned her head indistinctly, she didn't want to admit that she knew such a shameless and fickle person.
In the eyes of Mu Xuan and Nie Liufeng, the fight on the stage was meaningless, and it finally ended when everyone in the audience got impatient and dispersed to watch other rings. The two of them fought for so long, both were injured, and in the end one narrowly won, with an overjoyed expression on his face.
Mu Xuan watched a few more fights, all of which were not very good but evenly matched stalemates, which were not very interesting. There are also a few matches where the cultivation levels of the two monks are equal, but the strength of the fighting skills is very different, and there is no suspense about winning or losing. In the first round of competitions, there were many situations like this, and there was almost nothing to be learned from watching such battles, so Mu Xuan couldn't help feeling a little uninterested.
After watching for a while, the sky was approaching noon, and the three of them found a place to eat. After eating, Mu Xuan stuck to the bottom of the No. 7 ring, watching and waiting, afraid to miss the competition in the afternoon.
When it was almost time to apply, the person in charge of the No. 7 ring announced loudly that the two monks would compete on stage, and said: "No. field."
Mu Xuan clenched her fists after hearing this, and did not make any other movements, just staring at the two monks on the stage. Judging from the murderous aura that the two sides leaped onto the ring just now and the two of them, the battle ahead of her must be very exciting, so she must watch it carefully.
The first move was a male cultivator named Zhou Yang on the left. This person was a sword cultivator. He pulled out the sword on his back, and without any explanation, he moved fiercely towards Yuanli Wu on the right. Yuan Liwu remained calm, the sword came out of its sheath, and was stopped with a "clang".The castration of the ocean.
Both of them are sword cultivators, this is something to watch, and the monks under the ring are all excited. Sword cultivator is also a kind of monk. The difference is that ordinary monks use exercises as the basis to cultivate inner aura, and then use flying swords and other magic weapons as assistance. The sword cultivator takes the sword book and sword method as the foundation, gathers the spiritual power in the sword move, constantly comprehends its essence, and gradually reaches the realm of the unity of man and sword.
Under the same realm, the strength of sword cultivators is significantly higher than that of ordinary cultivators. But choosing to practice swords requires extremely high requirements for monks. Apart from aptitude and character, the most important thing is the word "enlightenment". Now there are two of them in front of me, and what's even more rare is that they are actually competing on the same stage. Mu Xuan wonders if the Holy Gate arranged this on purpose.
Zhou Yang and Yuan Liwu are both at the ninth level of Qi training, and they are still shallow in the way of swordsmanship, so they can't condense sword intent, but this does not affect the wonderful fight between the two. I saw figures flying around in the arena, sword lights flashed, the two swords collided and clanged, and sparks shot out from time to time, people's blood was boiling, and they couldn't help applauding.
The two were evenly matched, and it was hard to tell the difference for a while. Mu Xuan opened her eyes wide and stared closely at their moves, thinking about how to resolve them if she encountered this move, she couldn't help making gestures with her hands. Many people were also doing the same thing as Mu Xuan, but after following a few tricks, they had no choice but to give up. They really couldn't keep up with their rhythm.
Looking at the shadow of the sword in front of her, Mu Xuan suddenly thought of the little sword dancer she saw on the banner at the entrance of the Holy Sword Pavilion when she first arrived at Huixianfang. Zhou Yang and Yuan Liwu's sword skills competed, and their intent to kill Leng Han was far less than one ten-thousandth of what the sword dancer showed. It's a pity that Mu Xuan still hasn't figured out what happened back then. With such a great power, it should be a move of the Holy Gate Sword.
The fight between the two on the stage was still inextricably linked. If this continues, even if one side is exhausted, it would be a pity to lose.
No matter what others think or discuss, Zhou Yang and Yuan Liwu are unmoved, immersed in the world of swords and shadows, and carried out this battle heartily.
The person in charge who had been closely watching the two people's fight suddenly stood up and shouted to the two people who didn't hear anything, "Stop!"
The monks watching from the audience were all stunned. Is there something wrong? (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com