"Don't play the puzzle, but what?" Bai Ya couldn't help but laugh and scold.

"However, the two brothers Su counted the ending martial arts scenes. Compared with the same period in previous years, the intensity of each martial artist's martial arts battle has been greatly improved. The senior brother's original ten sword competitions are probably too few." Mao Ji said with a wry smile.

"It's been a week now, which is one quarter of the January sword competition. How many average single-player martial arts competitions are counted by the two Su brothers?" Bai Ya was stunned and asked with a frown.

"...It's only a little worse than the senior brother's victory, four or four-fifths!" Mao Ji said with a serious expression.

Four out of four and five are 4.8 games, which is extremely close to five games.

After all, the average number of martial artists who compete for the list is twenty sword battles per month. Even if the number of games is smaller, it will take about fifteen, which is five more games than Bai Ya’s scheduled games.

"...If the base number of games is fifteen, then someone has to win more than ten games to have the chance to compete for the list, and at least five games are missing." Bai Ya smiled even more ugly than the bitterness.

"But if I rest for another three days, the Huashan Sword Contest has entered the middle stage, so how can I win another five games in the hands of those geniuses? After working hard for a long time, I was still in vain!"

"Senior brothers should not belittle themselves. In fact, in the eyes of our senior brothers and several teachers, your chances of being on the list have not become smaller, but have increased. Everyone's confidence in you is even greater than at the beginning!" Mao Ji said with a smile.

"Why?" Bai Ya Daqi couldn't help asking.

"Haha, did you not notice it yourself? In fact, even if you don't use magic weapons to smash people and don't use the power of talismans, you may not lose to the middle-level warrior of artistic conception." Mao Ji explained with a smile.

"The disciple of Xiaoyao Sect in the last game was the middle level of artistic conception, but even if the senior brother didn't use the power of the talisman in front, he still created a chance to severely damage him. If you hadn't had the intention of killing and deliberately let him go, that person would probably have been defeated at that time!"

"That's because he used words to provoke someone, but was angry by someone..." Bai Ya frowned and fell into deep thought.

"That's right, but someone and Brother Tang have never investigated Xiao Zhan's temperament!" Mao Ji nodded and responded, "This is exactly the power of the senior brother. Xiao Zhan is also a cunning person. I think he has experienced a lot in the world, but his senior brother still finds his flaws in the martial arts fight..."

"The bystanders are clear, and the authorities are confused! The brothers and brothers in Qingcheng, and several division commanders, watched you fight all the way, perhaps even know your strengths better than you yourself."

Mao Ji smiled and said, "After this battle, the master told me that my senior brother has a slightly poor understanding of martial arts. His veins and qi cuts instructing you for a long time before you remember all the ways of using energy, which is worse than me.

But your miraculous response during a martial battle is completely different from the martial arts understanding. He has never seen such a person... Cough cough, a smart person!"

"I'm still smart... The master is not so polite when he speaks. It's good if he doesn't say that he's cunning and lazy!" Bai Ya touched his chin with a stern face and asked thoughtfully, "In your opinion, is someone's ability to adapt to it really so strong?"

"Well, that's right!" Mao Ji and Gan Zhang couldn't help laughing, "Senior Brother, think about it yourself. Although the first martial arts battle was indeed as Brother Tang said, and he lacked some fighting experience, after he used the Dharma Heaven and Earth, if you hadn't responded decisively, how could you win this battle?"

"Also, Senior Brother gave you a martial arts strategy to Chen Tianyi's battle, but you were useless. Relying on your judgment in the martial arts battle, he forced the Mo family swordsman to death!" Gan Zhang added.

While Bai Ya was in a coma, Mao Ji had already told Gan Zhang and Yuqing about their planning to compete for the list, and these two people have also participated.

"Yes, did you not notice it? In the few games you won, Chen Tianyi, Penglai Warrior, and Cui Yuan from Baiji Pavilion are all the same martial arts realm as you, but you have always suppressed them." Mao Ji said seriously.

"Although they are not without a chance to win, anyone can see that you have a greater chance of winning. But you should know that in these games, you did not use too many trump cards. Even in the game where Cui Yuan used magic weapons to smash people, you only used the power of the talisman at most, and almost controlled the entire process of the martial arts fight..."

"Hehe, that's pretty strong?" Bai Ya grinned happily, and Mao Ji and the other two nodded immediately.

"Well, after Xiao Zhan practiced the Five Plague Blood Spirit Divine Art, he immediately won three consecutive victories. In addition, he has rich experience in fighting and is already the best in the middle level of artistic conception, and he even has hope of competing for the list."

Mao Ji said sincerely, "But my senior brother can fight him hard to distinguish without using Zhu Yanzhu and the fairy shoes under his feet, which shows that the actual combat power can at least deal with the Jiao Chu Tianjiao in the middle level of artistic conception, so there is no need to underestimate himself at all!"

"Oh, so what if you can deal with the middle level of artistic conception? How to play the peak of artistic conception?" Bai Ya shook his head with a wry smile.

"Haha, senior brother, don't forget that you still have several magic weapons that have not been used!" Mao Ji smiled and reminded, "The peaks of artistic conception that are not yet thirty years old can compete with senior brother for their wealth. Why can't we fight?"

"So now the commanders of Qingcheng who are leading the team have high expectations for you, and it is not just a matter of Qingdu!" Gan Zhang smiled and made the final decision.

"The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment. Even if a certain person becomes the hope of the whole Qingcheng, so what? And there is no benefit..." Bai Ya curled his lips and said disapprovingly.

"Ah?" Gan Zhang opened his mouth wide and looked at him in a daze. Obviously, he didn't expect that Bai Ya would react.

"Haha, look, I said that my senior brother knows, and I will definitely not take it as a matter!" Mao Ji covered his face with a fan, smiled for a while, and then said to Bai Ya, "Senior brother, it is actually better for you to become the Hope of the Quan Qingcheng..."

"Oh, what's the benefit?" Bai Ya asked in surprise.

"At least, all the magic pills you used for your injury this time were reimbursed by the sect!" Mao Ji squeezed his eyes at him with a funny look.

"real?!"

Bai Ya's eyes lit up, and he touched the divine ring in his hand. Sure enough, he found that there were no less wound medicine in the ring, especially the eight healing drugs of heaven and earth treasure-level healing, the Dendrobium Golden Pill, which were still lying quietly in its original place.

"It's good to eat and drink for public funds!" Bai Ya smiled and suddenly blinked and asked, "I'll have a rest for three days next. Do you think you need some treasures from the sect? Is it good to say that the injury has recurred?"

"Hahaha!" Mao Ji laughed loudly, while Gan Zhang and Yuqing looked constipated and looked at each other speechlessly.

"Senior Brother, you are all being treated by Master Mei Xun. If you want to report more treasures, you have to go to Master Mei Xun. We can't help!" Yuqing replied with his head shrank.

"Also, you'd better say softly. I heard that all the innate masters have practiced the art of listening. As long as you want to hear, there is no secret to them!"

"Ah? Then... forget it!" This time it was Bai Ya's turn to be dumbfounded and touched his nose awkwardly. "It seems that there will be a formation near the yard in the future, so as not to lose any privacy."

"Masters don't do this normally, but do you care more about you these two days!" Mao Ji smiled so hard that he was angry and said with a blushing face.

"Okay, let's not talk about this, let's talk to someone about the sword battles these days, and how many geniuses have produced eye-catching results. Do the two brothers of the Su family have sent any list?" Bai Ya's face turned slightly red, and he quickly changed the topic.

"Yes, they came to you yesterday, as well as Brother Tang and the sword washing man Wang Peng, who heard that you were injured and unconscious, and they also came to Gu Jian Peak once." Mao Ji smiled and said seriously.

"However, I won't discuss the list with you now. Don't worry about discussing swords for the time being, just calm down and cultivate yourself in two days before talking about this!"

"Okay!" Bai Ya saw Mao Ji's expression was firm, so he had to give up. After chatting for a while, he felt a little sleepy and finally went back to bed.

In the next three days, Bai Ya not only practiced the Five Elements Fist every morning and practiced the inner energy of the Zhoutian, he would eat and sleep, and live like a pig. Others rarely came to see him, and he would not mention the matter of discussing swords when he came, which made him extremely bored.

After struggling to the evening of the tenth day of the sword contest, Liu Yu finally came to see him again and gave him a list of the Su brothers.

Bai Ya hurriedly took it and it looked like this list had changed a lot from the one on the third day of the sword contest. Originally, the one with only more than 200 names, but this one had fewer, leaving only more than 120 people.

However, Bai Ya knew that this one was more accurate than the previous one.

The last list was only a part of the candidates who could compete for the list. Although there were only more than 100 people on this list, almost 70% or 80% of the geniuses on this list were expected to be included in the rookie list. The other candidates who competed for the list in the 55th were not qualified to go up.

The purpose of this list is to let Bai Ya avoid these people. Now that the sword competition has passed one-third, Bai Ya can no longer avoid those who compete for the 55th, so there is no need to write it on.

Bai Ya looked at it very carefully. Only some of the names in this list can correspond to the last time, and some are relatively unfamiliar. It can be seen that the last list is indeed a bit inaccurate.

What made him a little frustrated was that his name was not on it this time.

One is that after so long, the five-win results are already very common, and the other is that in the eyes of disciples of the Shi Family, his hope of competing for the list is only 50% at most, and he cannot reach the level of these people on the list.

You should know that half of the people on this list can use magic to the world, and the rest are all the best in the peak of artistic conception. Even if Bai Ya is full of magic weapons, there is still a certain gap in combat power between them. There is nothing like that.

"... Wang Peng, the Holy Sword Sect, won all eleven battles; Zhang Mei, the Houli Xuegong, won all 8 battles; Shaolin Xuanku, won all 14 wins and one loss; Tao Lianxiao, won all 9 battles; Liang Sicheng, won all 10 battles; Quanzhen, Qizhong, won all 10 battles; Rongzhen, won all 12 wins and two losses; Yue Nu Jianlin, won all 7 battles; Kunlun Tai San, won all 10 wins and two losses..."

"At least there are seven victories, and everyone who should be there is... Hey, there is also a senior brother from Qingcheng?"
Chapter completed!