There were loud shouts from the audience.

The people were very enthusiastic.

People gathered in various restaurants leaned out of the windows and looked here.

On the high platform, Gu Xiao, the sword leader, glanced at the forty-four young geniuses below, stroked his beard and asked with a smile: "Brother Zhuo, which of the people below do you think has the hope of winning the only test sword?"

Order, to become the sword crown of our young generation in Junzhou?"

Zhuo Yuan, a man with a dark complexion, said silently: "Zhou Fan of the Zhou family, Zhao Hao of the Zhao family, and the young Taoist Jiang Xiaodong from Wudang Mountain are all young people with excellent qualifications."

The head of the Li family smiled lightly and said, "Brother Zhuo, why don't you mention your son? My nephew Zhuo Shi is the one who everyone thinks has the best chance of winning."

Gu Xiao seemed to smile unintentionally and said: "Brother Zhuo, I heard that nephew Zhuo Shi has completed the foundation building?"

Hearing this, the faces of the heads of the three major aristocratic families changed slightly.

Just when a few big shots were talking on the stage.

The sword fight in the bluestone field has begun.

Lu Qingping's stage.

The woman in red cupped her hands and cupped her fists, pointed the sword out, and said proudly: "Swordsman Zhang Xiaohong, who is in the bone training realm, please give me some advice."

"Girl, please go first." Lu Qingping said, cupping her fists.

The woman in red, Zhang Xiaohong, was not polite at all. She immediately jumped up and struck in front of her with a knife flashing red.

However.

Lu Qingping smiled and said: "Cheng Rang."

The people around this corner were immediately dumbfounded.

Why did it end just as it started?

Sun Xiaohong's chest was heaving, her hands were trembling, her eyes were red for a moment, tears were almost gushing out, but she could not move.

"It's impossible..." She was about to cry.

Because just as she was slashing at her, the young man's knife in front of her was already placed on her neck.

Moreover, it didn't even come out of the sheath.

The common people and people in this corner exclaimed: "Who is this Lu Qing? He has such a fast knife!!"

"How come the casino doesn't have his handicap?"

far away.

"What, the results are already out?"

"At the beginning, there were already five winners and losers in the arena. Basically, they were decided instantly."

These five people are: Zhuo Hongfei, Lu Qing, Li Chenglong, Zhang Hu, and Ma Bao.

Among these five people, almost all of them won through realm suppression. Except for Lu Qingping, the other four people all used their tyrannical cultivation to defeat their opponents at the moment of the battle.

The only exception was Lu Qingping, who naturally attracted the attention of many people.

Even the big names on the stage were paying attention.

Gu Xiao was sitting on the high platform and saw Lu Qingping's scabbard on Zhang Xiaohong's neck. He was surprised and said: "It turns out there is such a young master inside this time."

The heads of the three families were mostly looking at their own juniors and did not look here, so it was difficult for them to make any comments.

Only the swordsman Zhuo Yuan solemnly said: "This young man has a very solid foundation in swordsmanship."

Gu Xiao asked: "Maybe Brother Zhuo can see his potential?"

Zhuo Yuan shook his head and said: "He didn't even draw the sword, so it's hard to tell, but his method of taking out the scabbard is already extraordinary. It's not easy to do it at such a fast speed."

Gu Xiao stroked his beard and nodded, "It's also because his opponent is too weak."

Zhuo Yuan did not deny that the five people who won at this moment all won because their opponents were too weak.

Although they all noticed Lu Qingping's rapid victory.

But because Lu Qingping did not use the sword.

Without drawing a sword, even if they were masters, they would not be able to tell whether Lu Qingping's sword skills were good or bad.

For now, they are still setting their sights on other more eye-catching arenas.

Especially Jiang Xiaodong’s arena.

I don't know if it was a coincidence or something, but he actually met Zhou Fan in the first scene.

This battle was also the one that attracted the most attention from the people and people around the Qingshi Field.

On the arena.

Jiang Xiaodong gasped slightly, looked at Zhou Fan's knife path with confusion, and actually restrained himself faintly.

"What's going on? The little Taoist priest we have high hopes for actually seems to be at a disadvantage?"

The gamblers below were anxious.

During the battle, Jiang Xiaodong and Zhou Fan's swords were flying so fast that ordinary people could barely see their figures like two humanoid figures rolling on the ground with white light.

After Lu Qingping won, she also came to watch Jiang Xiaodong's competition.

Song Weiyu saw the key clearly in the audience and said secretly: "It's actually a routine aimed at my Wudang Xuanwu Sword Technique. Zhou Fan is really very scheming this time."

She immediately understood why Zhou Fan did not dare to challenge that day.

He must have asked the elders in the family to analyze the flaws in Xiaodong's sword skills after returning home.

"But, my Wudang Mountain is more than just the Xuanwu Sword..."

Her eyes were calm.

During the battle.

Zhou Fan's sneer came from the secret, wanting to break Jiang Xiaodong's will and win as soon as possible:

"Little Taoist priest, your sword skills have been broken by me a long time ago. You will be defeated this time. It is not your turn to take away the Junzhou sword crown as an outsider, so give up as soon as possible!"

However, after hearing Zhou Fan's words, Jiang Xiaodong cleared up his doubts and grinned proudly: "It turns out that he is a shameless boy who asked his parents for help. You dare to break my Wudang Xuanwu Sword, but you broke the Xuanwu Sword."

, can it be broken by this other knife?"

Between words.

Zhou Fan was immediately startled, and when he looked again, Jiang Xiaodong's sword path suddenly changed, and he pressed down with a pure and powerful force.

"Pure Yang Sword!"

As soon as the sword was turned, the light of the sword swirled like a big sun.

"clang"

"What?"

Zhou Fan looked shocked and slashed out with his sword, but it was completely dissolved like snow falling into the scorching sun.

One more moment.

The audience was in uproar.

I saw Zhou Fan's chest split open with a foot of blood, and he flew backwards with a howl.

The victory or defeat has been decided.

"good!"

"What! Zhou Fan, you killed me..."

The people in the audience were excited. Some were overjoyed, while others were shouting curses as if they were mourning for their heirs.

The battle on Zhao Hao's side also ended. After the victory, his face changed from pale to pale: "Zhou Fan, you loser, you actually lost?"

He didn't expect that Zhou Fan claimed to have defeated the little Taoist priest, but he still lost!,

This caused him great pressure!

…………

"What a little Taoist priest, what a Wudang Chunyang Sword!!"

Gu Xiao, the swordsman master on the stage, high-fived and praised.

"I didn't expect that Wudang Mountain could actually cultivate such sword materials. It seems that the sword crown of the younger generation will be born in the hands of this little Taoist priest and Zhuo Shi's nephew."

He did not hesitate to praise Jiang Xiaodong.

The heads of the three major families next to them had gloomy expressions.

The descendants of the two families were all trampled under the feet of this boy from Wudang Mountain.

This is stepping on their family to become famous!

However, when Gu Xiao mentioned his son, Zhuo Yuan said silently: "We asked Senior Swordmaster to find the Sword Leader for the World Sword Alliance. What we value is qualifications, not cultivation. Although Hongfei has completed the foundation building, but

In terms of qualifications, they are actually not as good as this little Taoist priest."

Jiang Xiaodong is only fifteen years old, while Zhuo Hongfei is already nineteen years old.

"Haha, brother Zhuo, don't be humble. I have seen Zhuo Shi's sword talent before, and it is no worse than this little Taoist. Who is higher and who is lower can only be seen after the next duel."

Gu Xiao laughed and said.

But no matter what, after seeing Jiang Xiaodong's achievements, he had concluded that the young swordsman in Junzhou was born between these two people.

The local master Da Dao Capital thinks so, not to mention the surrounding people and people in the world.

The news quickly spread back to the casino.
To be continued...