In the New Year of the Nine Years of the Great Scenic Scenery, the sacred birds flying together on Shaoyin Peak, the spirit beasts dancing together, the colorful purples bloomed in an instant, the bells and drums were ringing, and the clouds were foggy, which was a beautiful scene. However, looking at the sound of salutes in the distance, Yang Yunfeng was completely unable to be happy. He took a breath and quietly walked outside the Listen Songju, staring at the Suikao Building in the distance, feeling uneasy.

In another hour, the annual exam will begin.

After a while, Zhang Yunshuang also walked slowly to him, smiling sweetly, not as nervous as he was. Yang Yunfeng looked at the beautiful senior sister and couldn't help but feel even more nervous. "Senior sister has already entered the fourth level of Huang Sheng. There are not many people in the entire Empressive Palace that are stronger than her, so naturally they won't be as worried as I am." He thought to himself secretly, his head gradually lowered, and he couldn't help but feel sad, "My qualifications should be above Senior Sister, but they are far inferior to her. It's really God's will torture people!" He even complained for a moment.

Zhang Yunshuang didn't pay attention to his expression, and looked at Suikaolou in a bright look, ready to do something big. Just as she was doing this, Shouzhu Zhenren had already walked out of Tingsongju.

I saw that he had a rare master robe and a Taoist bone fairy style standing proudly, just like a floating immortal. Yang Yunfeng was shocked when he saw his master dress so formally for the first time. After a long time, he realized and hurriedly said, "Master."

Zhang Yunshuang was not surprised by her father's dress. She saw Yang Yunfeng's embarrassment and smiled slightly.

Shouzhuo Zhenren was as indifferent as ever, looking around at the two of them without telling anything, just said, "Let's go."

The three of them walked slowly towards the year-old Kao Building.

"In the seventh scene, Jian Ying vs. Yang Yunfeng!" A clear voice echoed Suikaolou and entered Yang Yunfeng's ears, causing his body to tremble.

"Yunfeng, you go up." The real person Shouzhuo, who was sitting upright on the solid wood seat next to him, whispered to Yang Yunfeng, "Do your best."

Seeing the burning gaze of Shouzhuo, Yang Yunfeng felt warm in his heart for some reason, nodded gently, and whispered, "Yes." Then he took out the wooden sword, looked at the competition platform, and stepped forward to walk towards him.

True Man Shouzhuo already knew the secret of his white jade ring. Seeing that there was a strange light in his eyes, he didn't say much.

Unexpectedly, a contemptuous voice came from the ears: "Hmph, useless!"

Yang Yunfeng's heart suddenly moved, and when he looked back, his eyes were falling on Zheng Tong, who was sitting obliquely on the wooden chair outside the field, a gloomy chill flashed in his eyes. "Shouldn't he be recovering from his injuries? Why did he appear here?" he thought to himself, biting his lips tightly.

Zheng Tong was obviously not healed and was in a bad mood, but he was not afraid of Yang Yunfeng's eyes. He glared at him coldly and smiled: "I'm useless! I think you just admit defeat, don't embarrass him!"

"You--" When he heard Zheng Tong's words, Yang Yunfeng's eyes suddenly flashed in front of him. Thinking of his unsatisfactory state, his body trembled suddenly! Yes, so far, isn't he useless? He... really has no chance of winning - Zheng Tong's words are like a small hammer, constantly hitting his heart, which is about to break his heart!

"Yun Feng!" When he noticed the change in Yang Yunfeng's mood, Shouzhuo shouted loudly and pulled him back from his thoughts. He turned his head to face Zheng Tong, half-closed his eyes, and an invisible pressure immediately pressed over, making Zheng Tong almost breathless. "Mr. Zheng, this is the Sui Examination Building. You are injured and you don't take the Sui Examination. What's going on here!" He said coldly, and a faint anger emanated, causing the people around him to change their faces.

Zheng Xiu, who was beside Zheng Tong, immediately stood up and explained: "Senior brother calm down. Tong'er just wants to observe the competition between the senior brothers and is willing to use this to improve himself. I hope the senior brother will succeed." He didn't even think that what Zheng Tong said just now was wrong.

Of course, Yang Yunfeng was dissatisfied, and his hands were tightly held on the wooden sword, and his eyes turned red.

"Uncle Zheng, you have heard what Zheng Tong said just now. He is wrong and should apologize to Yunfeng!" At this time, Zhang Yunshuang's voice came into Yang Yunfeng's ears, making his heart warm. "Senior Sister--" he lowered his head and said softly.

"Enough!" Shouzhuo Zhenren suddenly shouted, and a majestic aura echoed throughout the Suikao Building, which was shocking, "Yunfeng, don't care too much, go and compete first."

Yang Yunfeng's mind was filled with Zheng Tong's words, and he was a little disappointed. He nodded slightly when he heard the words of the real person Shuzhuo, and walked towards the competition platform absent-mindedly.

A moment later, he was already standing on the competition platform, looking at the pretty woman standing in front of him. He was silent, feeling both nervous and sad. The word "waste" lingered in his ears, which made him slowly feel a sense of timidity. "I am not wasteful, I am not!" He roared in his heart, and the wooden sword in his hand immediately fell to the ground, making a "bang".

"Haha, it's really useless, I can't even catch the sword!" Zheng Tong did not miss this opportunity at all, and sarcasm followed.

"Junior Brother Zheng, please be careful!" Even Song Ming couldn't stand it anymore and shouted to him lightly, and then he shut up.

However, this sentence still made Yang Yunfeng feel restless, and he leaned over and grabbed the wooden sword but didn't catch it several times.

Now there was a sound of discussion throughout the building.

Jian Ying frowned slightly, walked gently to Yang Yunfeng, slowly picked up the wooden sword, and handed it to Yang Yunfeng.

Yang Yunfeng looked at Jian Ying in surprise and was silent for a long time. Before taking the wooden sword, he whispered: "Thank you... Yang Yunfeng is here to ask for advice from senior sister."

Seeing this, Jian Ying smiled faintly and replied simply: "Jian Ying." Her figure suddenly surged, and she actually attacked Yang Yunfeng with her sword.

There was an uproar in the Sui Examination Building.

Yang Yunfeng had no idea that the other party would attack at this moment, and hurriedly blocked the wooden sword in front of him, trying to resist Jian Ying's attack. Unexpectedly, Jian Ying's sword move was light and agile, like a dragon swimming in the water. With Yang Yunfeng's current strength, she could not judge the direction of her attack. She turned her sword and suddenly passed by Yang Yunfeng, then turned around and stabbed Yang Yunfeng's back with a sword.

Yang Yunfeng felt a coldness coming from behind, and he became quick and wise, quickly turned sideways, and fell to the ground. Jian Ying was not very experienced yet, and she lacked a point in speed, so she was avoided by Yang Yunfeng. Seeing the opportunity, Yang Yunfeng jumped up with force and waved his sword to attack Jian Ying.

"Clam!"

Jian Ying's fairy sword and the wooden sword in her hand made a crisp sound, and the two swords confronted each other in the air, and no one could go further. Jian Ying relied on her profound Taoist techniques, while Yang Yunfeng relied on her own strength.

Jian Ying had seen this situation several times, but she was not panicked at all. The corners of her mouth gently raised, and the light of the fairy sword skyrocketed, and she drowned Yang Yunfeng in an instant!

The light in the sky blocked his vision, and Yang Yunfeng felt a strong pressure and felt a faint loss of strength on his wrists - the difference in strength between the two was still too big.

Did you lose like this?

Another faint voice came from Yang Yunfeng's ears. He gradually fell into a trance and murmured: "I... just lost like this?"

"Wasted wood..." The familiar voice became clearer and clearer, turning into an extremely huge heavy hammer and smashed down suddenly!

"No! I'm not a useless person... I won't lose!" His eyes immediately turned red, and an unyielding voice kept echoing in his heart!

"I won't lose!"
Chapter completed!