When the Immortal Emperor saw it was him, he smiled and said, "If you have any good suggestions, Mr. Yang, please tell me."
Mr. Yang said: "Today is your majesty's birthday, and the performance of singing, dancing and vocal music is to celebrate it. Under your majesty's wise leadership, our fairy world is becoming stronger and stronger day by day. In addition to the aspect of culture and virtue,
Martial arts and immortal skills have also increased greatly. Since the Holy Emperor Longxing has shown great kindness, he has sent an envoy here. We should let the envoys see our immortal world's literary virtues and martial arts.
"So, Wei Chen suggested that in addition to the cultural performance, we could temporarily add a martial arts performance." When Yang Gong said this, he already caused a burst of uproar.
The Immortal Emperor smiled and said: "Ah, Mr. Yang, this is a good idea. Please tell me first, what is the performance of this martial arts performance? It should be noted that there is no preparation in advance, I am afraid that the excitement will be lost and the dragon will be disappointed.
His Majesty’s envoy is a joke.”
Mr. Yang said: "Your Majesty, the Holy Emperor Longxing, and you have already decided on the exchange between the two worlds. Naturally, we want to exchange skills and make progress, so as to strengthen our righteousness. Therefore,
For this method of martial arts, Wei Chen proposed that among the various sects of the Immortal Sect, use the nine palaces as a square formation, and each send out an elite disciple from the sect, nine out of nine, to set up an arena competition. If your majesty enjoys it,
, you can refer to the list of exchanges with Shenyu Longxing based on the results of the arena competition."
The Immortal Emperor smiled and said: "This is very good. With literature, virtue can be conveyed, and martial arts can stabilize the country. Using military force to set quotas, this is an excellent method. Envoy, what do you think of this method?" As he said this, his eyes fell on Hanzi.
on the face.
Hanzi's identity at this time was the envoy of the Dragon Emperor, so he could no longer mix with Yuqing's disciples. Instead, he had his own honorary position, just to the left of the Immortal Emperor. Hearing this, he smiled and said: "This method is very good.
"Xiao Ke has never had any artistic talent. He only likes martial arts and watching fighting scenes. Everything depends on you, the Immortal Emperor." But he thought in his heart: "This old bastard Yang Gong proposed a method of martial arts competition. He
What is the purpose? Is it purely to show off his true power?"
The Fairy Mother suddenly said in a warm voice: "Your Majesty, I believe that in order to show fairness in this martial arts performance, if any of the sects have female disciples, they should be exempted from the first preliminary round."
The Immortal Emperor smiled and said: "What the Immortal Queen said is absolutely true. The female soft yin should take the lead. For the number of the nine palaces, please first invite all parties to draft candidates. Among the nine, the female disciples will directly enter the semi-finals, and the male disciples must win.
You have to defeat one person to enter the semi-finals."
The fairy mother smiled and thanked her, and her eyes swept over the square of Yuqingmen. Hanzi glanced slightly and found that Yi Xiaoer and others were nodding to her. He thought to himself: "It seems that the reason why Yuqingmen can last forever
, has a great relationship with this fairy mother." Thinking in his heart, he took the wine glass handed by the maidservant and drank it down.
Unexpectedly, at this moment, Headmaster Yu Qing stood up, bowed to the Immortal Emperor, and then bowed to the Immortal Mother and said respectfully: "With the compassion of the Immortal Mother, Yu Qing, as the Headmaster of the Women's Sect,
I am deeply grateful. However, Yu Qing feels that this method of abdication underestimates the ability of my Xianyu woman, and Yu Qing has reservations about this method."
The fairy mother nodded and said with a smile: "Yu Aiqing is really quick to talk. But today is the birthday of His Majesty the Immortal Emperor, and he has the final say on this matter. Aiqing, please just be accommodating for once."
Yu Qing responded respectfully and then sat down.
Each of the nine palaces in Xianyu has its own major sect. After a brief discussion in each square, the candidates for the martial arts show were decided. The area where Yuqing Sect is located naturally has disciples sent by Yuqing Sect, so Yi Xiaoer was elected without hesitation.
As for the Zhenmei Sect that Hanzi has been paying attention to, Yang Gong Lao Tao sent out a very young-looking disciple named Yu Shijia. It is said that he is the proud disciple of Yang Gong Lao Tao.
Those selected from other squares are all male disciples. In this way, except for the Yuqing Gate, the other eight squares are all male disciples, which can be divided into four groups. The winner can enter the semi-finals. After entering the semi-finals, there will be a round-robin competition.
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In front of the Wanshou Square, there was originally a stage for cultural performances. It had been cleared and turned into a stage for martial arts performances. A man flew up from a square, flew past, and landed on the stage.
He held out the short halberd in his hand, whirled around a few times, saluted in the direction of the Immortal Emperor, then looked around and said loudly: "I am a disciple of the Quanzhen Sect, including Fang Gaofeng. Which immortal brother is here to give me advice?"
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Just as he finished speaking, a loud voice suddenly sounded from another square: "Under the Qingcheng Gate, Wang Zhanxing came to ask for advice." Before the voice fell, a figure was seen flying into the sky and moving diagonally in the air.
, with a click, it landed on the stage.
Hanzi looked intently and saw that this man was also a young man in his twenties. He thought to himself: "It seems that the people in Xianyu are also trying to rejuvenate themselves. Everyone who shows up is young, and those old ghosts
Everyone's face was gloomy, and I think they were pretending to be much more serious."
Wang Zhanxing shook suddenly, and where the blue light shone, a sword appeared in his hand.
"please!"
"please!"
The two of them bowed to each other, then slowly stretched out their swords and halberds, and broke together in the air. Then they heard a crisp sound of "clang", and where the sparks flew, the swords and halberds of the two people separated as soon as they touched.
Instantly retreating, the sparks from the collision of the two weapons disappeared like sparks of lightning.
After Wang Zhanxing took three steps back, he let out a light scold, raised his arm, and swished out seven sword flowers with his Qingfeng sword.
Three sets of attacks were directed at Fang Gaofeng, but all they could do was flutter and feel cold.
"Well done!"
Fang Gaofeng's halberd also started flying at that moment. As his halberd danced, a half-foot-square halberd's powerful light circle was formed in front of him, blocking his body.
"Ding Ding Cang——"
The swords, flowers and halberds collided, making a crisp and heart-piercing sound. Every time he heard the sound, Fang Gaofeng took half a step back. By the time the seventh sound passed, he had already taken nearly four steps back, and his feet had already stopped.
Approaching the edge of the arena.
Everyone at Qingcheng Gate cheered and cheered.
However, Quanzhen's disciples are all skilled swordsmen, and Fang Gaofeng abandoned his sword and used a halberd, so he had his own merits. When Wang Zhanxing used up the power of his seven swords, he gave a loud shout and stepped on the stage.
The body suddenly jumped up, and while he was in the air, the short halberd struck him horizontally and vertically like lightning. Before the shouting stopped, the short halberd had already launched four moves.
Suddenly, the halberds surged violently, and the powerful offensive was approaching Wang Zhanxing.
Wang Zhanxing didn't expect that he would be able to counterattack after receiving his seven swords. When he was frightened, he kicked off his feet, and his body flew through the air and retreated.