Xu Lao met this "former senior brother". The last time Bai Xianji was in charge of the marrow washing pool, Bai Qiu was also present. Bai Xianji knew Xu, but Xu Lao was just an ordinary disciple who was a new entry. He didn't pay much attention to it, but he just vaguely remembered the name.

Bai Xianji did not find it strange when he saw Xu Le coming down from the Wanli Feiyuntai. He only thought that Xu Le lost the martial arts competition and was embarrassed to stay and watch the swordsmanship. There were so many such disciples in every class, which was no surprise to him.

When the two passed by, Bai Xianji suddenly remembered something, called Xu and asked, "How many battles have they been in the competition now?"

Xu Le wanted to sneak over. Although he is now a "big brother", he felt a little embarrassed when he saw Bai Xianji and did not want to show off his power. However, when Bai Xianji called him, he had no choice but to answer: "There are four matches in total, and now two senior sisters are fighting swords!"

Xu Leke didn't lie. He followed Feng Feihuang, Hu Xiuqing and Jiesun fought three times. Now Ying Qiang and Ren Lingxuan are fighting swords. The total number is indeed four times.

Bai Xianji couldn't help but feel relieved when he heard it, and thought to himself: "In order to practice in seclusion, I pushed the Qiankun Sword in the Sleeve to a higher level. I came a few hours later. I was a little worried. If Hu Xiuqing and Jiesun couldn't help but go up to compete. Although no one has been late for hundreds of years and cannot participate in the sword competition, it is possible after all. Since I only competed four games, I will definitely not be late. In order to push the power of the Qiankun Sword in the Sleeve to a higher level, my retreat is still worth it!"

Bai Xianji was full of confidence, let go of his wish and continued to walk towards the Wanli Feiyuntai.

Xu Le breathed a sigh of relief. He felt deeply that he had a deep sense of "pressure" just now. He really didn't know how to say to Bai Xianji: "You are useless now. I have become the senior brother of this swordsmanship."

Xu Liao thought to himself: "If you want others to do this, you should let others do it! I'd better go back to the cave and replenish the lost sword energy first."

Bai Xianji walked vigorously and arrived under the flying cloud platform of thousands of miles. He urged the Qi and flew lightly.

When he fell outside the competition venue without any surprise, he was surprised to find that it was not two unknown female disciples who were competing on the battlefield, but Ying Qiang was fighting with Ren Lingxuan.

Bai Xianji felt a little nervous. But then he laughed secretly and said to himself: "Among the female disciples, only Junior Sister Ren Lingxuan is qualified to challenge Junior Sister Ying Qiang, and it is not surprising that the two of them fight swords in advance. Among the male disciples, there are four people who are qualified to challenge me. It is impossible to decide the outcome in just three games."

Bai Xianji suddenly appeared, and most of the disciples had not yet noticed it. They were attracted by the exquisite sword skills and fairy figure of the two senior sisters who were competing on the stage, but some people immediately noticed the appearance of the "former senior brother".

Feng Yuxi's face changed slightly, and she met with embarrassment.

Bai Xianji waved his hand, with graceful temperament and extremely calm behavior. He thought Feng Yuxi was worried about him, so he smiled lightly. It was not too much, but anyone with a slightly higher cultivation could hear it, saying, "Junior Brother Feng Yuxi! You don't have to worry about being a brother. I have been in seclusion for nearly a month and have pushed the Qiankun Sword in my sleeve one level. I can emit one hundred and three sword lights in one breath, which is much better than the last sword discussion 72 sword lights in one breath. Even the other senior brothers have great sword skills, and I am still confident of winning this battle."

If Feng Yuxi had faster hands and feet, he would have wanted to help the "former senior brother" cover his mouth, but he didn't have that ability after all. He could only lower his voice and said, "Senior brother! Let's stop, let's talk aside."

Bai Xianji smiled and said, "What do I need to hide again?"

Bai Xianji said this sentence louder, and more people heard nearby, but there were countless strange eyes looking at him. No one knew how to mention it to this "former senior brother", he was already "out of time".

Feng Yuxi was also worried that if it was explained in public that Xu Le had already lost three people in a row and had already won the position of senior brother, Bai Xianji would be very embarrassed. He could only repeatedly suggest that the former "former senior brother" should not lose too much face.

Bai Xianji was not a fool after all. He also found that the people around him looked wrong, so he let Feng Yuxi pull him aside, lowered his voice and asked, "Junior Brother Feng Yuxi! What's going on? Why are you weird? Other junior brothers are weird too? Did something big happen?"

Bai Xianji also took a special look at the three elders. The three elders each guarded their positions and protected the competition venue, and did not look like something happened.

Feng Yuxi smiled bitterly and said, "I just now had someone named Xu..."

Bai Xianji nodded and said, "When I came, I saw Xu slip out of the competition venue. What's wrong with him? Did he lose too badly and lose some particularly big face?"

Feng Yuxi shook his head repeatedly and said, "No! No! He has never lost, he is just..."

Bai Xianji was even more strange and asked, "Did he do something that has something to do with me, so everyone looks so strange when they look at me?"

Feng Yuxi really couldn't bear it, but he held it in his arms and finally told the truth: "I just promised three consecutive games and have become the leader of this swordsmanship, the new generation of senior brothers!"

Bai Xianji was slightly stunned, and couldn't help but laugh and said, "Even if this junior brother Xu is good at swordsmanship, he will always win four games in a row. In addition to me, there are four male Tiangang disciples. Junior Brother Feng Yuxi, what do you mean by this joke?"

Feng Yuxi said with a bitter face: "I promised to defeat my brother Feng Feihuang in the first game!"

Bai Xianji nodded and said, "It's also good to be a good person. Your brother's swordsmanship is considered an outstanding figure in this sect. Even if I beat him, I don't use my skills to suppress it or the Qiankun Sword in my sleeve, I will still have 10 or 20 moves."

Bai Xianji felt that he was elegant and did not look down on him because Feng Feihuang's skills were too low. He also admitted that he had to use swordsmanship and wanted to win Feng Feihuang, but suddenly he felt that the eyes around him became even more strange.

He felt something was wrong and did not dare to speak to interrupt Feng Yuxi. He only hinted at him and asked him to finish his words quickly.

Feng Yuxi's face was already bitterer than bitter gourd, and he said hurriedly: "He beat Hu Xiuqing in the second game, and he beat Jie Sun in the third game. The other two senior brothers did not dare to play, and you did not come again, so the three elders have determined that he won the leader of this swordsmanship and became the new senior brother!"
Chapter completed!