Song Wenbin whispered: "This Zhao Qing is extremely powerful and ruthless, and will kill him in a fight."
Li Muchan raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Aren't there a few senior brothers and sisters watching from the sidelines? Will they get hurt?"
Song Wenbin shook his head and said: "As long as there is no danger of life, senior sister and senior brothers will not take action. If they are injured, they will be injured."
"That's right..." Li Muchan nodded slowly.
Li Zongheng gritted his teeth and said fiercely: "This guy named Zhao is lucky that he didn't touch me!"
Song Wenbin chuckled lightly, leaned into Li Muchan's ear, and lowered his voice: "Zongheng suffered a lot from Zhao Qing. Although he defeated Zhao Qing, he was injured."
"No wonder..." Li Muchan suddenly smiled.
Li Zongheng glared at me and snorted: "You two are whispering and talking bad about me again?!"
Li Muchan chuckled and said: "Senior Brother Li, it turns out that you have been injured by this Zhao Qing. Haha, being able to hurt Senior Brother Li must be extraordinary!"
Li Zongheng waved his hand and hummed: "He is like a mad dog, whoever gets in trouble will be unlucky!"
Song Wenbin smiled and said: "He is unlucky this time. How can he get away with it when he meets Zhanran? But Zhanran, you have to be careful. He is ruthless. Even if he loses, he will die together."
Li Muchan smiled, nodded and said, "Okay, I'll be careful."
He became more and more curious and wanted to meet this Zhao Qing and see who he was.
Seeing everyone drawing lots, Li Muchan suddenly returned to Mei Mansion. Back then, Xiao Bi in Mei Mansion was just like this, but the people were different and the place was different.
He vaguely understood that these small competitions were like school examinations in later generations. The format was almost the same. They drew lots first and then decided the winner by picking the right pair.
Even the Canghai Sword Sect still has trouble escaping from this form, just like no matter how good a university is, it still has to take exams.
Soon, the drawing of lots was completed and the competition began. Two people came on the stage, a man and a woman, and handed over the wooden picks.
The handsome young man just now took the wooden sign and read out two names.
Then, another man and a woman went up to the high platform. The men fought against each other, and the women against women. They fought in a ball, with fists and kicks going back and forth. It was very lively.
Li Muchan asked: "Who was that senior brother just now?"
Song Wenbin whispered: "Zhan Ran, you don't know about the five tigers in the south courtyard and the four ladies in the north courtyard, right?"
"I haven't heard of it. Senior Brother Song, tell me." Li Muchan said.
"Seated on the stage are senior fellows Lu Jingren of the fifth college of the South Campus, second senior fellow apprentice Xiao Xueming, third senior fellow apprentice Zhao Jinsheng, fourth senior fellow apprentice Yue Jianshu, fifth senior fellow apprentice Yan Yingxiong, and just now was fourth senior fellow apprentice Yue Jianshu."
Li Muchan nodded. He had gotten along with Zhao Jinsheng before. He was not a bad person. Looking at Senior Brother Yue, his eyes were clear and his brows were righteous. He was no different. He was indeed a dragon among men.
However, Brother Zhao is handsome and kind, but he is too nagging, which is not consistent with a tiger.
Song Wenbin twirled his fingers and counted the family treasures: "Of course, among the four sisters in the north courtyard, senior sister Wen Yinyue, there are also second senior sister Xu Jingying, third senior sister Xu Wanqing, fourth senior sister Zhong Bixuan... However, now that we have senior sister Mei, we should call her
It’s the fifth concubine in the North Courtyard!”
Li Muchan nodded. These senior sisters are all beautiful and have unique temperaments. Standing among the female disciples, they really stand out from the crowd.
While the two were talking, the fight above had ended and the winner was decided.
Then, another man and a woman came up. Song Wenbin explained: "This is based on the room number. Zhanran, you have to be the last in line."
Li Muchan smiled and nodded, he was eager to watch the show.
"Li Zongheng!" Yue Jianshu called from the stage.
His voice was not high, as if he was speaking normally, but his voice was concentrated and undisturbed. It slowly reached the ears of every disciple and was clearly audible.
Li Zong stood up with a shout, strode through the crowd, and walked up the steps to the stage, standing in front of the male disciple: "Here I come!"
His opponent was also a burly young man who looked stronger than Li Zongheng, but when he saw Li Zongheng, his aura shrank and he seemed to be a little shorter.
Li Muchan shook his head, he was timid before fighting. Even if this person had practiced martial arts well, his achievements would be limited.
Yue Jianshu frowned and said warmly: "Junior Brother Feng, are you ready?"
"Alright... ready!" The burly young man nodded vigorously, his eyes evasive and drifting around, not daring to look at Li Zongheng.
Yue Jianshu frowned and said in a deep voice: "Martial arts practitioners fight against heaven and earth and are fearless. Even if you lose, you can just start over!"
"...Yes!" The burly young man straightened his face and said loudly.
Yue Jianshu nodded, showing a satisfied look, and waved his hand: "Okay... let's begin!"
The burly young man shouted loudly, lunged and punched out with all his strength, blowing out the wind and hitting Li Zongheng's chest.
There was a muffled "bang" sound, and Li Zongheng took a step back.
His expression remained unchanged and he nodded: "Senior Brother Feng, you have made some progress!"
The burly young man's face turned red. He used all his strength to punch Li Zongheng and staggered him. He suddenly felt powerless and knew that he would be defeated.
Taking advantage of his daze, Li Zongheng took two steps forward and leaned on his shoulder, knocking him out and flying out of the stage. Yue Jianshu waved his hand, and he suddenly stagnated and fell to the edge of the stage.
Yue Jianshu shook his head and said with a smile: "Junior Brother Li, you are getting better and better at Flying Bear Fist."
"Hey, Senior Brother Yue deserves the award." Li Zongheng touched his head and smiled.
When he returned to Li Muchan, he kept shaking his head: "Oh..., it's too unpleasant, it's too unpleasant!"
Song Wenbin smiled and said: "Three points into the account, Zongheng, you are one step closer to the inner gate!"
"Alas... don't count on me this year!" Li Zongheng shook his head and suddenly looked sideways at Li Muchan: "If you are unlucky and bump into Zhanran, you will be unlucky!"
Li Muchan smiled and said, "Do you want me to be merciful?"
"Humph, am I that kind of person?!" Li Zongheng glared and snorted disdainfully.
Li Muchan said with a smile: "That's okay. No matter how hard I try, I won't be able to enter the inner sect this year."
"I would never do such a thing!" Li Zongheng snorted and glared at Li Muchan: "If you do this, I will fall out."
Li Muchan smiled and stopped teasing him.
Time passed, and in the blink of an eye, the sun rose into the sky, and the sunlight became hot and shone on the body, causing pain, but the disciples did not care.
The male disciples don't care about skin, but the female disciples do, but they are not afraid of the sun. They soak in hot springs every day. Their skin is smooth and tender, and can be broken by blows. They are not afraid of the sun at all.
"Zhanran!" Yue Jianshu took the wooden sign and called out in a loud voice.
Suddenly, more than 400 people looked over.
There are more than a hundred male disciples and more than a hundred female disciples. They have all heard of Zhan Ran's name. After all, Zhan Ran is the first person in the Canghai Sword Sect in hundreds of years to break through one level in a day.
Li Zongheng chuckled and said: "It's Cheng Laosan, what an unlucky boy!"
He gloated and laughed happily, and Song Wenbin also looked at the young man on the stage with sympathy.
The young man was not handsome, but he was tall and tall, with an arrogant face. His head was always slightly raised, as if he was squinting at others.
He was standing on the stage, looking down at the audience, looking at Li Muchan coldly.
Li Muchan stood up, walked slowly through the futons, stepped onto the steps, and came to the high platform.
"Junior brother Zhanran, do you know the rules?" Yue Jianshu looked at Li Muchan curiously.
Li Muchan saluted all his direct disciples and said to Yue Jian: "Yes, Senior Brother Yue, I understand."
"Okay, let's get started!" Yue Jianshu nodded, waved his arm, and took a step back.
Li Muchan stood in front of the young man and saluted him: "Senior Brother Cheng, I'm offended."
"Junior Brother Zhanran's name is ringing in my ears, and I'm just trying to learn from you!" the young man said coldly, his eyes narrowed slightly, his gaze piercing like needles.
Li Muchan smiled: "It's just a false name, please——!"
"Watch the move!" The young man didn't waste any time. He shouted softly and punched like a hammer.
Li Muchan did not retreat but moved forward, taking a step forward sideways, his fist passing right against his chest, ruffling his green shirt.
"Bang" Li Muchan's shoulder collided with the boy's chest, and the boy flew up, high and far, like a stone being thrown by a trebuchet.
Yue Jianshu flew up, like a white crane, stretched and generous, but extremely fast. He caught the young man in the air and landed gracefully.
The young man's eyes were closed and he was already unconscious. He was knocked out of breath by Li Muchan.
Li Muchan was a little embarrassed. He didn't expect that this young man was so aggressive and arrogant, but he couldn't help but bump into him, and he was knocked unconscious in an instant.
"Senior Brother Yue, is he okay?" Li Muchan said apologetically.
Yue Jianshu shook his head and sighed: "Sure enough, your reputation is well-deserved. Junior Brother Zhanran, you have won."
Li Muchan tithes, then goes to his direct disciples to tithe, goes down the steps, returns to the space between Li Zongheng and Song Wenbin in the eyes of everyone, sits down and continues to watch.
The subsequent competition was nothing interesting, and Li Muchan also felt Li Zongheng's helplessness. It was not satisfying and not interesting.
Although he was very fond of exquisite martial arts, after competing with his senior sister Wen Yinyue, he saw that these outer disciples were really ordinary. No matter how exquisite their moves were, they could not escape the barrier of his senior sister.
After watching it for a while, I felt it was boring, like watching children fighting, so I formed seals with my hands and began to activate my internal energy, trying to break the Nirvana Locking Element Technique.
He discovered that this Nirvana Locking Element Technique was not impossible to break. At least, he had broken half of it now. As long as he kept up his efforts, it would only take half a month to break it.
The Nirvana Locking Element Technique was taught by the master and his uncle. The two people's internal energy is like water, forming a ball that wraps their own Dantian, and the internal energy cannot leave the Dantian.
But as time passed, he noticed that the original water ball gradually became smaller and shrank by a small circle. He immediately understood that it was his own relic that was weird.
The relics are divided into three layers, gas, liquid and solid. As time goes by, the mist continues to transform into clear water. As the fog decreases, the internal force under the two women's cloth begins to transform into mist.
Unknowingly, a month later, a lot of changes had already occurred.