Xiang An still got up early the next day. After being adjusted to the best state of mind by Yan Boping, he seemed to have worked up all his energy and was eager to try today's competition.

Xiang An stood behind Shen Cheng, his body swaying unconsciously with excitement. His whole body was like a bowstring that was full of collapse. He was waiting for Zhou Qi to announce that the competition was about to start, and then he would leave the string and shoot at his opponent.

Zhou Qi was still wearing the cyan Taiyi Sect disciple's Taoist robe today. His face was red and he seemed to be in a very good mood. He came on stage and bowed slightly to the five righteous "leaders" in the audience, and then said, "Today's first

The match was originally between Xiang An from Taiyi Sect and Ji Yongchang from Moyu Mountain, but Ji Daoyou was too injured to participate in the competition, so Junior Brother Xiang An advanced directly to the next round."

Xiang An, who was about to step onto the stage and was in a state of collapse, almost rushed onto the stage before Zhou Qi finished speaking. However, when he heard clearly that he would directly advance to the next round, Xiang An pulled himself away abruptly.

Back. Even so, he still accidentally stepped on Shen Cheng's clean, milky white boots.

As soon as Zhou Qi's words came out, the entire venue seemed to explode. Everyone was talking about Xiang An's good luck. If yesterday did not involve a bye to compete for resources, some people still thought it was inappropriate. There is no need to compete today, too.

Yimen can get the resources ceded by Moyu Mountain, which makes many people who know Xiang An want to know Xiang An, a lucky man with great luck.

But Xiang An looked at Zhou Qi on the competition stage with a little disappointment, who had already begun to announce the next competition. At this moment, he was standing there like a deflated rubber ball, without any excitement. He just thought about fighting.

It's like losing a battle.

This expression undoubtedly made the other jealous disciples even more depressed, and some even wanted to slap Xiang Anlai.

Xiang An calmed down his mood, but when he raised his head, he was frightened by the looks of the people around him. The disciples of Taiyi Sect all looked at him straightly, as if they wanted to see that this person with a plain appearance and complexion was still a little hairy.

How could a black man have such good luck? Even Shen Cheng, who had been silent recently, actually turned around and looked at Xiang An.

When everyone saw this, Xiang An, who had just suppressed his momentum, felt a little guilty at the moment. After all, looking at him for so many years made Xiang An, who had always had no desire to express himself, feel timid. Fortunately, the wonderful competition on the competition stage made him feel a little guilty.

Everyone's attention was once again drawn to the stage, otherwise Xiang An might have "run away". Even so, people pointed at Xiang An from time to time, which made Xiang An feel like he was being spied on.

After the first day of fighting, the disciples who were able to stand on the competition stage became more ruthless and less timid in their attacks. After all, everyone wants to fight for some training resources for their sect.

Although Shao Yongchang and Tian Wenrui won, it was very difficult for both of them to win. They fought to the end of the battle with their opponents before the winner was determined. The two people who came down from the competition stage did not even have the intention to watch.

During the competition, Shen Cheng hurriedly returned to his tent to regain his breath and prepare for the next competition.

Just when night was about to fall, Shen Cheng, who was dressed in white robe, and Qiu Feng, who was dressed in purple robe, stood on the competition stage.

"The disciples, standing on the competition stage under the breeze, all look like handsome young masters, and they have a feeling of "peerless twins". Just Shen Cheng standing there is enough to attract people's attention. At this moment,

Another cool and elegant autumn breeze

Standing opposite Shen Cheng, naturally some of the female disciples in the audience couldn't take their eyes away. Some female disciples who were supposed to leave the stage to rest rushed back from outside to see who was the one.

The handsome and highly cultivated "True Dragon Emperor".

"Dong dong dong" the familiar drum sound sounded again, and the moment Shen Cheng's Red Red Sword was pulled out from the scabbard, the red light shone brightly. He knew the details of Qiu Feng, and he was ready to use all his strength as soon as he came up.

Xu Shuping and Yan Zhesheng sat up straight, wanting to see this meaningful duel. After all, if there are no mistakes and the current situation continues, both Shen Cheng and Qiu Feng will take over Dongsheng.

One of the righteous leader sects in China, so this battle is also regarded as a battle of future "leaders".

"If Palace Master Yun comes, how can these two stinkers show off here!"

"That's right, who doesn't know that our Lord Yun Palace, Yushu Linfeng, is amazingly talented!"

"Moreover, our Palace Master Yun has taken charge of our Huayu Palace at a young age. If he comes, I am afraid that all the other young talents will be compared to others!"

Xiang An, who was concentrating on watching a wonderful competition, heard the teasing laughter of several female disciples of Huayu Palace. Xiang An had naturally seen Yunqi, the current master of Huayu Palace, and aside from his cultivation level,

But if one were to judge by appearance alone, Xiang An felt that Shen Cheng

, the autumn wind and the rising clouds each have their own characteristics, and they are not as exaggerated as these female disciples from the Huayu Palace said. Xiang An smiled and was about to come back to his senses, but suddenly he heard a Huayu Palace woman say, "Hey

, I don’t know if Palace Master Yun’s injury has healed.”

"Yunqi was injured?" Xiang An was stunned for a moment, "Could it be that those two men in black were haunting Huayu Palace again?" Xiang An was gritting his teeth and feeling sad thinking about those two men in black.

He was timid, after all, the old man in black was so powerful that he left a very deep impression on Xiang An.

At this time, Shen Cheng and Qiu Feng, who had never made any moves on the stage, suddenly rushed toward each other.

"clang!"

The red sword and the purple sword collided fiercely, causing a few sparks to fly. You must know that what Shen Cheng took was not some ordinary iron or copper, but the Red Hong Sword, which was smelted from flying rocks from the sky and ten thousand years of golden essence.

.Although Xiang An didn't know where Qiu Feng's purple sword came from, given Qiu Feng's identity, he was naturally not an ordinary person.

After the two of them exchanged this "intense" sword blow, they actually exchanged several more sword blows in a row without any fancy, as if the two of them were not the "successors" of a large sect, but enemies with a grudge in the world.

enemy.

But such a fight made all the disciples watching in the audience excited, especially the male disciples who originally advocated force and absolute power, and wanted to see this kind of showless duel.

With their swords separated, the two people one step apart also felt their blood rising. The competitive nature in the male's bones was completely stimulated by these things.

No fancy words were needed, the two men who had just taken a step back charged forward again.

But this time Shen Cheng changed his moves first, and greeted the autumn wind with a set of Qixuan Sword Techniques.

Qiu Feng is also unambiguous, and he is not at all ambiguous about his tactics.

The slightly clenched fist revealed the true mood of Xu Shuping, who looked calm in the audience. He knew that if the fight continued in this manner, Shen Cheng would definitely be defeated. Qiu Feng was not only more than ten years older than Shen Cheng, but also had a higher level.

It is even higher. Although Shen Cheng's Yu Qing in the late period is already considered the best disciple in the same period, but

If faced with Qiu Feng, who has to cultivate Taoism early and become famous early, if he gets into a tug-of-war, then Qiu Feng, who has superior Zhenqi foundation, will have to catch up from behind. Therefore, if Shen Cheng wants to win, the first thing is to be fast, the second thing is to be ruthless, and the third thing is to be fierce.

Take advantage of Qiu Feng's abundant Zhenqi advantage to establish victory, otherwise his situation would be in danger.

Shen Cheng obviously knew that he couldn't really continue to fight Qiu Feng like this, so he launched the attack first.

Xiang An, who had the advantage of being a latecomer, was ready to test Shen Cheng's swordsmanship and zhenqi level first. After all, the two had never fought against each other before.

Xiang An, who has also practiced the Qixuan Sword, knows that if Qiu Feng lets Shen Cheng use all the forty-six moves of the Qixuan Sword that Shen Cheng has mastered, then the last three swords will definitely not be able to defeat Qiu Feng, but they will inflict heavy damage.

It's for sure.

Qiu Feng, who was dodging left and right, naturally felt this after receiving more than twenty swords from Shen Cheng. The waves of force coming from his sword made him accept the moves and the pressure to change moves became more and more intense.

The bigger. "This sword technique is so weird, can't it be done even if it's full of energy?"

Before Qiu Feng woke up, the Red Red Sword in Shen Cheng's hand was drawn out even more quickly. With a flash of red light, Rang Zheng transformed the Red Red Sword into a swimming dragon, swimming around Qiu Feng.

Shen Cheng's flowing Qixuan Sword made Xiang An's eyes widen, and he looked attentively. Shen Cheng had been practicing the Qixuan Sword for much longer than Xiang An, and his use was much smoother and smoother, especially in some moves and moves.

In terms of connection, there is no sense of sluggishness like Xiang An's.

Shen Cheng fired more than thirty moves in succession. Xiang An saw with sharp eyes the shape of a sword shadow on the Chi Hong Sword. The entire Chi Hong Sword was covered with a layer of cyan energy, and the two colors of the Chi Hong Sword were reflected.

It is more like a swimming dragon, with a feeling of freedom.

How could Qiu Feng, who debuted earlier than Shen Cheng and has a lot of experience in competitions, not feel this way? He turned his sword, and vigorous Qi spurted out, intending to disperse the Qi on Shen Cheng's sword and destroy Shen Cheng's free and easy sword moves.

.

Seeing that the accumulation of power was about to end, Shen Cheng naturally couldn't let Qiu Feng get his wish. No matter what, he had to practice the Qixuan Sword completely, and only in this way could he give Qiu Feng a fatal blow.

Unable to directly interrupt Qiufeng, Qiu Feng changed his sword posture again and changed to a set of sword techniques. He started practicing regardless of his moves.

An awkward situation suddenly appeared on the scene, "You hit yours, I'll hit mine." Both of them were immersed in their own swordsmanship and ignored the other's sword moves.

Now, the two manufacturers competing against each other naturally fell into a dangerous situation. Many times, the long swords of the two men tried to leave some scars on the other's body, but they were dodged one by one by the two men.
Chapter completed!