Three days later, the second round of draws will be held.
Fu Zhu lowered his head and looked at the numbers in his hand, and a voice without emotion came from his ear, "I am number fourteen."
She raised her eyes, a little surprised that Jin Mingyun would take the initiative to talk to her. Fu Zhu opened his palms and said, "Fifteen."
There was only one number difference, and they were right.
After Jin Mingyun left, Du Zhou came over. He must have seen their brief exchange just now, and asked like a gossip: "Young junior sister and Jin Mingyun know each other?"
Fu Zhu held the small copper flying sword tightly and said lightly: "We have met once, but we are not familiar with it."
After drawing the lots, everyone quickly left the ring, except for the two people who competed in the first group.
Half of the people were eliminated in the first round, and those who remained were almost all disciples of the major sects, among which the four major sword sects, namely Jian Sect, Taixuan Sword Sect, Lianxing Sword Sect and Qiulian Sword Sect, were the majority.
This result is not unexpected. After all, the swordsmanship group is a specially created track because the swordsmen have high lethality and have an advantage in fighting with other monks. To show fairness, the track was specially opened.
However, other sects and monks often choose swords when choosing weapons, so there are generally not many sects participating in the kendo group.
The first battle was between the Qiulian Sword Sect and the Fuhua Sect.
The young monk standing on one side of the competition stage was wearing a green bamboo robe and holding a long green sword. The sword standing opposite him was trimmed in white, and his robe was embroidered with large hibiscus flowers. At first glance,
He is a disciple of Qiulian Sword Sect.
The two of them slightly cupped their hands and greeted each other.
Du Zhou stood at the railing and watched the battle in the ring. "Lu Xiaoying lost the first battle. Their Fuhua Sect lost a master who can compete for the top ten. Li Yan will definitely try his best in this battle."
"Senior Brother Du, do you know the disciples of the Fuhua Sect?" Fu Zhu raised an eyebrow, but she didn't expect that Du Zhou had such a wide range of friends.
Zhou Tanzhi next to him heard this and sneered, "He knows Li Yan, but he doesn't know him."
She probably understands.
It was the same situation as when she knew Jin Mingyun before, but Jin Mingyun didn't know her.
But listening to Senior Brother Zhou's tone, it seemed that it was not that simple. Fu Zhu looked at Zhou Tanzhi and continued: "Li Yan is Lu Xiaoying's senior brother. It is said that he stayed in Fuhua Sect for Lu Xiaoying. Otherwise, with his talent
, you can join a sword sect casually."
"Senior Brother Du, you are very passionate about Lu Xiaoying, so you naturally found out about this love rival."
Fu Zhu subconsciously remembered the day when Guang Zhu and Lu Xiaoying fought, Du Zhou's madness when he shouted Lu Xiaoying's name at the top of his lungs.
There was a hint of sympathy on his face. How could Senior Brother Duzhou have any advantage? Lu Xiaoying couldn't even tell whether she knew him or not.
When Duzhou saw several junior brothers and sisters focusing their inquiring eyes on him, he couldn't help but blame Zhou Tanzhi, the culprit.
He punched him on the shoulder, and even the senior brother stopped shouting, "Stop arranging me in front of the junior brothers and sisters."
He was very clear in his heart. He only regarded Lu Xiaoying as a goddess. He thought she was beautiful, as pure as a mirror, noble and unattainable.
If you really want to find a Taoist companion, it will definitely not be someone like Lu Xiaoying.
The winner was quickly determined in the arena, with Fuhua Zongli Yan winning.
Lu Xiaoying, who came to watch the battle, had a very light smile on her pure and clean face.
Although it was only a short moment, it was enough to shake people's minds and make them believe the rumors on the mountain.
Fuhua Sect intends for Lu Xiaoying and Li Yan to form a Taoist couple.
"Let me tell you, there must be love between Lu Xiaoying and Li Yan. When have you ever seen her smile?" The man said firmly, and Lu Xiaoying's smile couldn't help but appear in his mind. It was so damn good-looking!
"What the hell are you talking about! There is no way Lu Xiaoying has anything to do with Li Yan. If they really intended to become a Taoist couple, this rumor wouldn't have been spread for twenty years."
As soon as this statement came out, everyone agreed. They didn't believe that the goddess in their hearts already belonged to someone else.
They obviously have a pure heart and just seek the great road.
"Masters Li Yan and Lu Xiaoying came from the same sect, and Fuhua Sect won. Lu Xiaoying was naturally happy. Is there any problem? Are you not happy that your sect won?"
"That's right, why should you talk about laughing or not? Although Lu Xiaoying is cold and cold, she has laughed many times, right?"
The man was criticized by Lu Xiaoying's supporters one by one. He was angry and said: "Li Yan and Lu Xiaoying will definitely become a Taoist couple!"
"..."
There was silence everywhere, and he immediately regretted why he had said it. Lu Xiaoying had many supporters, and his words had offended too many people.
Fortunately, everyone didn't take it too seriously. They just cursed a few words and didn't notice him leaving cautiously in the crowd.
"There must be something wrong with that person!"
"You really think of yourself as a person. He said that Lu Xiaoying and Li Yan can achieve great things? Why don't they become Yuelao?"
"The leader of the Fuhua Sect is not as generous as he is. Does he dare to say this in front of Lu Xiaoying?"
Of course I don't dare, the man replied silently in his heart.
After several groups, it was Jin Mingyun’s turn soon.
As an influential figure who has been the leader for three consecutive terms, Jin Mingyun caused a lot of heated discussion as soon as he came on the stage.
Jin Shuangshuang raised his chest proudly and looked for Fu Zhu in the crowd.
However, there were large cylindrical barriers between the railings, and there were many people around Fu Zhu. Jin searched for a long time, but could not see her.
Forget it, she will definitely watch her brother's game.
Jin Shuangshuang thought well. Fu Zhu would not only watch Jin Mingyun's battle, but also watch it seriously.
"Little junior sister, this position has a better view, please come over." Du Zhou waved to her.
It's best to be able to see Jin Mingyun's flaws so that he can win.
Fu Zhu was speechless and held up his forehead, refusing, "It's fine here."
This is only the second round, and Jin Mingyun can firmly occupy the position of leader. How can he use all his strength, let alone find his loopholes.
As soon as Jin Mingyun said the word "cloud", the opponent's sword light flashed in front of his eyes.
Exclamations rang out from the audience. The opponent's sword strike was too fast. Jin Mingyun hadn't even pulled out the sword from his waist. The faces on the stage didn't change, and their bodies didn't move.
It wasn't until the sword light came before him that he suddenly took a step forward, blocking the sharp sword edge with his wide scabbard.
The opponent became harder and harder, Jin Mingyun pushed back with his hand, but in a split second, the opponent failed to hold on to the force of the rebound, and with a "pop" sound, his figure flew several feet away.
On the viewing platform, Hechuan, the head of Lianxing Sword Sect, who had a panoramic view of the battle scene, said helplessly: "It seems that the leader of this year is Taixuan Sword Sect again."
As the leader, he naturally knows the strength of his disciples. Before Jin Mingyun drew his sword, he was able to push the disciples of Zhaoying Mountain back so far, so his strength must have already reached a higher level.
Seeing that Jin Mingyun didn't draw his sword, Yue Su said angrily: "He is too arrogant and doesn't take our Lian Xing Sword Sect seriously at all!"
She turned to her father, the head of the Lianxing Sword Sect, and said, "Dad, how can you increase other people's ambition and destroy your own prestige?"
"I think he may not be the leader this year. Is he the only genius in swordsmanship?"
Hechuan only thought that she was a child, and he was angry that the Zhaoying Mountain disciples lost to Jin Mingyun, so he didn't take it to heart.
On the other hand, the old man beside him was thoughtful, as if he had thought of something.
This chapter has been completed!