In the blink of an eye, there are only three days left before the county selection competition. During this period, Yue Fengyang has practiced in addition to practicing. He has worked very hard and has indeed made great progress. He has already achieved some success in Julijue and Paishanli.

He actually broke through to the first stage of swordsmanship, and his inner elixir reached the middle stage of giant elixir.

On this day, beside the Wen Ling Pond, Mo Yan was packing tobacco and said: "Little guy, have you tried releasing the power of the soul into true energy and using the inner elixir in reverse?".

"What?" Yue Fengyang stopped what he was doing.

"I said, release the power of the soul into true energy and reverse the movement of the inner elixir!" Mo Yan lit the pipe and took a big puff.

"What's the use? Why is the power of the soul that was finally transformed into the true energy released?".

"You try it first, combined with Fengyun Bu." Mo Yan did not explain.

"Oh, okay, don't play tricks on me!" Yue Fengyang looked at Mo Yan uneasily.

Mo Yan blew a puff of smoke into his face.

The inner alchemy should be reversed and combined with the Wind and Cloud Steps. Then it would be enough to perform the Qi Tempering Art backwards. Yue Fengyang thought, this child is not stupid, just slow down and give him time, he can understand everything.

Just as it was said, the Qi Quenching Technique operates in retrograde motion. It doesn't matter this trial. The Qi Quenching Technique, which was originally peaceful and could no longer be peaceful, actually started to riot. The power of the soul instantly decomposed into true energy, but this true energy was sticky and sticky.

, fills the meridians, and then combines it with Fengyun Step to release the true energy to the feet, what will happen?

It would have been better if he didn't try. The first try was astonishing. Yue Fengyang was pushed up ten feet, and stayed in the air for a moment. Of course, he fell down again. If Mo Yan hadn't caught him in the middle, he would have been knocked unconscious.

"Hahahaha! This thing works very well!" Yue Fengyang laughed unexpectedly excitedly, and he did not feel that the soul power in the inner elixir was too much consumed, "Mo Yan, I can fly!"

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Yue Fengyang kept trying. He was looking for a balance point to release his true energy, which would allow him to stay in the air and land smoothly. He was like a kite with a broken string, flying left and right, drifting east and west, but in the end

Stopping steadily in mid-air.

Mo Yan put away his pipe, puffed his pipe, and jumped into the air, stopping in front of Yue Fengyang, "How about it, look at the surrounding areas from this height, doesn't it feel different?".

There is something in the words that people must stand at a certain height to see the overall situation clearly. Even if the frog at the bottom of the well raises his head, he will only see a piece of sky as big as the lid of a pot.

"Mo Yan, what kind of martial skill is this?" Yue Fengyang asked happily.

"Oh, this is not a martial skill. Fengyun Bu is famous for its movement speed, and staying in the air is another martial skill. I just think that changing the method of using the inner elixir and combining it with Fengyun Bu's skills may have unexpected effects." Mo Yan.

Signaling Yue Fengyang to return to the ground, "Don't you think you can stay in the air now and move faster?".

It really is!

"Can't I create a martial art of my own, called Feng Yang Suspension Technique!" Yue Fengyang said happily.

"Bah! This is all a trick. Isn't it just to give you a few more life-saving skills in the short term and save others from being ruined during the trial?" Mo Yan said disdainfully.

Yes, the trials will start in three days. Anyone with sword skills below the third level can participate, and it is a competition with no distinction between levels. Yue Fengyang is still a little worried at the moment. He is not afraid of people of the same level, but he can compete with those of a higher level.

This guy who is two levels higher would dare to fight him, but if he just wins... Yue Fengyang smiled helplessly.

"Mo Yan, you have lived for so long, have you ever seen a person with the ninth level of swordsmanship? What kind of existence is that?".

"Naturally, in the era of the previous master, there were quite a lot of Jiuduan people on this continent. Not to mention others, the apprentice of the previous master was Jiudaan. At that time, there were many countries on this continent, varying in size and territory.

It was tens of thousands of miles away, with a population of tens of millions, and an army of millions. Small countries were located in one corner, with a population of tens of thousands, and an army of ten or twenty thousand. It was a period of war, and many small countries

They were killed by a ninth-level master hired by a big country. What kind of existence do you think they are?"

One person slaughters a country! Even a small country has an army of 10,000 or 20,000 people. It is a killing machine, and it is a crushing killing! "Then your last master must have been in the ninth degree. Otherwise, how could you teach a ninth degree disciple?"

Yue Fengyang said matter-of-factly.

Mo Yan didn't say anything, but took out the pipe again and stroked it with his hand, "This pipe belongs to him. He's an old man, so he shouldn't be in Jiuduan."

"What! You mean beyond the ninth level..." Yue Fengyang looked at Mo Yan in surprise, and he didn't know what to say in the middle of the sentence. How could he know what was beyond the ninth level.

"When you reach 9th dan, you should know that without that height, your field of vision is very narrow!".

I stayed in the mountains for another day, mainly practicing the so-called Feng Yang Suspension Technique. Regardless of whether it was a trick or not, it worked well. Yue Feng Yang returned to the garden before dark.

Before entering his yard, he heard chatter and laughter outside the door. Yue Fengyang's face was full of smiles, the three sisters of the Liu family! "Hahaha! It seems that Uncle Liu is true to his word, and he really asked you to come.

Yes, it’s really lively today!”.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw a girl in green clothes standing in front of her. Looking at Bei'er who was smiling and adorable, Yue Fengyang felt happy. Liu Bei'er took a step forward, his eyes turning on Yue Fengyang.

Turning around, a hint of surprise quietly appeared on the delicate little face. He put his hands behind his back and leaned forward slightly. Their faces gradually got closer and they said with a playful smile: "Brother Fengyang, you are already a giant pill?".

Yue Fengyang lost consciousness when the aroma exhaled from the red lips blew on his face. He quickly shook his head, suppressed the restlessness in his heart, gently stroked the green hair of this girl who was almost the same height as himself, and said helplessly:

"You can't let me say it, so that I can be vain."

Hearing this, Belle's eyes were slightly curved, like a pair of beautiful crescent moons, and she stretched out her white and delicate hands. As she was accustomed to, she straightened out Yue Fengyang's slightly wrinkled clothes. This intimate gesture was noticed by the others behind them.

Seeing this, Sanmei covered her mouth and snickered, but Feng Ling'er's smile was a little unnatural...

Looking down at that delicate and flawless little face, the light breeze made black hair fall on her forehead. She was elegant and elegant, with an aura of lightness, delicate skin, leisurely expression, beautiful eyes, and peach cheekbands.

The smile is as breathtaking as an orchid, and is indescribably gentle and pleasant.

After staring blankly for a while, Yue Fengyang's breathing suddenly became a little faster, and there was also a touch of heat in his eyes.

"Brother Fengyang...you, have you seen enough?" After straightening out Yue Fengyang's clothes, Belle finally noticed his fiery gaze, her face turned red, and she said softly.

"Ah? Uh..." After waking up with a start, Yue Fengyang's face also turned a little rosy. After coughing twice, he answered strangely: "I was just thinking about something, haha, but Belle is getting more and more beautiful."

Listening to Yue Fengyang's words, Bei'er snorted noncommittally, stretched out her little hand and patted Yue Fengyang's chest, but her rosy mouth curled up in a happy arc.

"Hey, I asked Yue Fengyang, can you two take care of us? Every time we meet, you are so affectionate with each other. It's disgusting to see it too much!" Liu Yue'er rolled her eyes with a sad look on her face.

"Yue'er, please don't say a few words. It's not easy for the two of them to be together. Now they are far apart. It can't be difficult to meet, but it still requires a lot of distance." Liu Yun'er deserves to be the eldest sister.

, speaking is much more fair.

Feng Ling'er came out of the kitchen, carrying a big tray. Belle quickly ran up to help. After a while of work, a table of sumptuous meals came into view. Liu Yue'er couldn't help but look at Feng Ling'er a few more times. This girl was not only tall.

He is so handsome and his craftsmanship is so good. It will take a long time... He turned to look at Yue Fengyang. The guy was swallowing his saliva while looking at the food. Alas, there are many people with three wives and four concubines in Wuzhang County, but

Who is really willing to share love? Anyway, I can’t!

Several

Everyone chatted and laughed while eating, and each had a few drinks. Feng Ling'er's craftsmanship was indeed outstanding. The three sisters of the Liu family praised the delicious food, and they all had full bellies.

Liu Yue'er put down the bowl and chopsticks, patted her slightly bulging belly, with a satisfied look on her face, and suddenly remembered something, "By the way, we lost two opponents in this trial!".

Yue Fengyang was holding a chicken drumstick in his hand, biting it, and said vaguely: "Who is it?".

Liu Yue'er picked up the wine glass and drank the rest of the wine. She lightly touched her lips and even extended her tongue to lick them for a week, "You know both of them, and they both hate you!

", Yue Fengyang looked at him with a shrewd look, this Liu Yue'er is really a monster!

Yue Fengyang frowned slightly, "Oh, you are talking about Yue Feng and Xi Fanlang, right? Yue Feng's injury is not serious and he must not be able to participate in the trials, but Xi Fanlang seems not to be injured at all, right?".

Hearing Yue Fengyang's doubts, the three sisters of the Liu family covered their mouths and laughed evilly, all staring at Fengling'er.

What's happening here?

Liu Beier opened her mouth nervously, but no words came out. There was a trace of blush on her face. She looked at her second sister Liu Yue'er, "What do you mean, you should say it."

Liu Yue'er was very happy, "It wasn't Feng Ling'er's fault. Wasn't Xi Fanlang like that that night? He was raped by that man, and then a certain part of him... spread around the county, saying that it was...

... laceration!”.

Cough cough cough, cough cough, Yue Fengyang choked on his wine and kept coughing. Feng Chime was also stunned for a moment, then his face turned red and he smiled awkwardly.

After he stopped coughing, Yue Fengyang drank the wine in the glass, ah~ wiped his mouth, "You deserve it!".

Hahahaha! Everyone laughed heartily.

"By the way, eldest sister, you are assisting Uncle Liu in handling family affairs and have the opportunity to meet the officials of the princess's palace. Have you asked how many people from the county will participate in this trial?" Yue Fengyang looked at Liu Yun'er.

"Yes, I have heard about it, there are probably hundreds of people."

"So many! There are so many young people below the third degree in the county!" Yue Fengyang was a little surprised.

"Our Wuzhang County is a large county in the Baishan Kingdom. With a population of one million, we only have a few hundred outstanding young people!".

"How many are there in the third level of swordsmanship?" Yue Fengyang asked very concernedly. In his eyes, there is only the third level and he is not confident enough to win, but it is not impossible to win.

Liu Yun'er put her hands away from the black hair around her ears and said, "About fifty."

Hiss~~, Yue Fengyang took a breath of cold air, "So it's actually these fifty people competing for five places. Aren't the others just cannon fodder?".

"You can't say that. There are many factors for winning or losing a battle, such as the level of martial arts, the level of sword spirit, the level of sword skills, and luck. All of them may affect the final result. Did you know? In addition to the four major

In addition to the members of the family and some small families, there are also some hermits in the mountains, and they are very likely to be the dark horse!" Liu Yun'er said seriously.

Yue Fengyang has heard of hermit cultivators, but she can't usually see them, but they are real. These people are a bit elusive. It is said that they have some unique skills, and it is really difficult to encounter them.

"By the way, let me remind you!" Liu Yun'er said with a serious face, "The selection competition system is the same as the Royal Tourney. The opponents are randomly drawn to determine the opponent. It is an elimination system. The only rule is that no one can be killed, and the rest does not matter!".

"So!" Liu Yun'er raised her voice, "Don't expect your opponent to be as upright as you are. In a fair duel, dirty tricks are inevitable!".

Hearing these words, several people in the courtyard fell silent. There is no fair competition. It seems unreasonable, but it is reasonable. Just imagine, when you are walking in the rivers and lakes and encounter an opponent, do you have to discuss whether the strength is equal?

Fight again? The weak will eat the strong, and the fittest will survive. This is the law of nature!
Chapter completed!