Jin Xuan, the eldest brother among the younger generation of Shaolin disciples, was dressed in yellow monk robes and his not tall body looked very ordinary. He had a kind and easy-going face. He put his hands together and saluted Xu Lingwei in front of him, and said with a smile: "Please take action!
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Xu Lingwei has long black hair tied up in a Taoist bun, with a few strands of hair on her temples fluttering in the wind. She has a beautiful face, delicate and three-dimensional facial features, especially a pair of sword-shaped eyebrows that exudes arrogance, and her cold eyes look directly in front of her.
Jin Xuan, the small freckles on his face add an unusual sense of beauty, and his whole person has a cool and proud aura...
Whoosh!
Xu Lingwei was not polite and directly pulled out the sword in her hand. Without saying a word, she rushed towards Jin Xuan in front of her. She kicked her right foot on the wooden platform plank and rose into the air with the sword in her right hand.
As she stood, the long sword that shone with cold light pierced the air, emitting a clear buzzing sound like a bluebird's long cry...
Slowly, then quickly, in the blink of an eye, Xu Lingwei's sword tip pierced Jin Xuan's face with a burst of sword energy. However, with his kind and easy-going face, he always had a gentle smile on his lips, and with his big eyes, he faced
The sword thrust by Xu Lingwei made everyone below the ring think that this sword was going to hit Jin Xuan...
Snapped!
As a result, at that moment, Jin Xuan clasped his hands in front of him, and forcibly clapped the long sword that Xu Lingwei was thrusting into his hands, making it impossible for the long sword to advance an inch further, and the sword tip stopped ten centimeters in front of Jin Xuan's face.
distance…
Such a scene made the masters who had been carrying cameras and broadcasting live, and the camera immediately showed the scene of Jin Xuan and Xu Lingwei, making the netizens in the Douyin live broadcast room look at this thrilling scene, and they were all moved.
Shocked, but some netizens immediately suspected that this scene, similar to that seen in martial arts movies, was fake...
Especially Xu Lingwei wanted to pull out the long sword from Jin Xuan's hands, but she tried but couldn't pull it out. Xu Lingwei frowned slightly and tried to pull out the long sword again with all her strength, but still couldn't...
It is conceivable that Jin Xuan's martial arts realm completely crushed Xu Lingwei, causing the disciples Lin Dachun, Zhao Xuewu, Wang Zhuyu, Tang Doudou, Huang Shaoqing and other disciples from Wuliang Taoist Temple in the audience to widen their eyes and exclaim in surprise.
You must know that Xu Lingwei's martial arts realm is the highest among the young disciples in Wuliang Taoist Temple today. Of course, except for Wan Yunting, at this moment, Xu Lingwei is facing the strongest disciple of the younger generation of Shaolin School, but she can't even get past a single move.
Wang Zhuyu and Tang Doudou felt strangely shocked.
In the end, Jin Xuan let go, and Xu Lingwei took back the sword and took several steps back. However, she still looked cold and arrogant, staring at Jin Xuan in front of her with unconvincing energy. He clasped his hands together again, very politely.
He smiled and said to Xu Lingwei: "Amitabha, junior sister of Wuliang Taoist Temple, you are no match for me, so you should admit defeat."
As a result, Xu Lingwei's face darkened, and she did not accept Jin Xuan's attitude at all. Instead, she succeeded in irritating her. She held a long sword and circulated the inner energy of her Dantian. The tip of the sword pointed at Jin Xuan again and killed her. She said: "You want me to admit defeat.
Unless you knock me off the ring!"
Jin Xuan was startled. Faced with Xu Lingwei's fierce attack with a long sword, he could only smile helplessly. He stopped trying to persuade her to admit defeat and went directly to attack her. The two sides immediately started fighting...
Wan Yunting and Zhou Ruoxi in the audience, together with Liu Bing and other leaders, were facing Jin Xuan who was fighting with Xu Lingwei on the ring. They knew that he did not let Xu Lingwei lose so quickly because he wanted to take care of the woman. However, this also made
Everyone saw that the Shaolin disciples had extremely high kung fu, and the masters such as Lu Chenzi and Liu Bing were all praising Abbot Renxin and the Shaolin disciples for their prowess...
But in the end, Xu Lingwei was knocked out of the ring, but Jin Xuan kept his hand and only let her out of the ring instead of injuring her.
"Senior Sister Zhishan..."
Li Zihang, Qi Wu and the others went up one after another.
Xu Lingwei had no expression on her face. She turned around and saluted Jin Xuan with fists on the ring, then turned and went back to the team behind Wan Yunting...
Li Zihang shrugged, turned to Qi Wu and said with a smile: "Senior Brother Qi, I can only rely on you and Brother Guanzhu."
Qi Wu smiled. It happened that the competitions on the other two arenas had ended, and he had the number six in his hand. So Qi Wu took the lottery and went up to the middle arena. The person who followed him up was the Excalibur Sect member.
Meng Yan!
"No, why are you facing someone from the Divine Sword Sect!"
Seeing that the person on the stage with Qi Wu turned out to be Meng Yan from the Divine Sword Sect, Duan Yingying and Li Zihang, who were standing behind Wan Yunting, couldn't help but scream. Gu Luotang and Qi Miaomiao also raised their eyebrows, and
Yang Jingyi, who was sitting on the judges' bench at the bottom of the middle stage, also raised her eyebrows and couldn't help but start to worry about her disciple Qi Wu...
Even Wan Yunting couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, and Yan Haojian, who was sitting next to him, pointed his big finger at Qi Wu on the ring, turned to Wan Yunting and smiled: "Master Wan Guan, that boy is your Infinite Taoist Temple
My disciple, you are really unlucky to meet one of my disciples!"
Seeing Yan Haojian's arrogant and arrogant face, Wan Yunting's narrowed eyes flashed with sternness, and he could only smile without saying anything.
Meng Yan on the ring was holding a broad sword. As the referee asked them to start fighting on their own, Meng Yan slowly pulled out the broad sword, then dropped the scabbard down the ring and was caught by a disciple of the Divine Sword Sect...
Meng Yan turned around and looked at Qi Wu, who was also holding a long sword, with a provocative look, jokingly: "Boy, are you a member of the Infinite Taoist Temple?
Why don't you just admit defeat, you are no match for me, otherwise, I will knock you off the stage and your defeat will be even more ugly!"
Qi Wu also pulled out his long sword and threw the scabbard towards Li Zihang who was standing under the ring. He caught it. His eyes were fixed on Meng Yan who was playing with the broad sword in front of him. Qi Wu said coldly:
"There is no way I can give up."
"hehe."
Meng Yan sneered with disdain, then raised his left hand provocatively at Qi Wu: "Then come on, lest you say I won't give you a chance to make a move."
Qi Wu, who was not interested in the Divine Sword Sect to begin with, naturally couldn't stand the arrogance, arrogance, and domineering provocation of Meng Yan in front of him, so he immediately killed him with his sword...
when!
Meng Yan blocked Qi Wu's thrusting sword with a slash of his sword. He turned around immediately, with the tip of his sword like lightning, he lifted the sword up and stabbed Meng Yan's chest, but Meng Yan turned sideways again, and the sword in his hand
He turned his broad sword to block it, and then blocked Qi Wu's sword...
Meng Yan had a look of disdain on his face and shouted provocatively: "With your three-legged cat skills, you are very lucky to be able to sneak into the second round of the competition. Grandpa will give you another chance to voluntarily admit defeat. Otherwise, don't blame grandpa's men for not doing so."
Show mercy!"
"I bother."
Qi Wu couldn't stand his provocation and swung his sword directly at Meng Yan again, shouting angrily: "If you have the ability, don't hide, just take my sword..."
Clang!
Meng Yan raised the broad sword in his hand horizontally to block Qi Wu's slashing sword. With the sound of gold and stone, sparks flew everywhere. Meng Yan's eyes revealed a sinister look, and the corner of his mouth raised a sneer: "Since you don't know how to lift, then I will
You're welcome, take over..."
Meng Yan exploded, turned around, holding the hilt of the sword with both hands, a strong energy flowed to Kuanjian, and slashed towards Qi Wu with a horizontal slash. The speed was extremely fast, giving Qi Wu no chance to react. He was also worried.
Shocked, he instinctively raised his sword to block his waist...
when!
The broad sword struck the long sword in Qi Wu's hand hard. The invisible sword energy contained hidden power, causing the long sword to bend and finally break. A section of the sword blade cut the robe on Qi Wu's abdomen, and blood immediately flew out.
, not only that, the hidden energy even severely injured Qi Wu's abdominal organs...
puff…!
Qi Wu spat out a mouthful of blood and flew backwards with his body. He drew an arc in the air and fell heavily towards the bottom of the ring...
"Senior Brother Qi..."
Li Zihang and Wan Yunting, who were sitting with Zhou Ruoxi and the others, stood up in alarm. Duan Yingying, Xu Lingwei, Lin Dachun and others rushed out one after another. Li Zihang quickly picked up Qi Wu who fell to the ground: "Senior Brother Qi
,How are you doing…"
Blood was flowing from the left side of Qi Wu's abdomen. Wan Yunting, who ran over, immediately pressed the wound with his big hands. Yang Jingyi, who was sitting on the judges' bench, also stood up and came over and asked nervously: "How is the injury?"
Wan Yunting checked the wound. Fortunately, the injury was not serious, just a cut on the abdomen. However, after Wan Yunting took Qi Wu's pulse, he found that his kidneys in the abdomen were seriously damaged. He frowned, his face became more gloomy, and he turned his head.
He told Yang Jingyi and others: "The internal injuries are serious!"
"What…?"
Suddenly, Li Zihang and Duan Yingying screamed, turning their heads and glaring at Meng Yan on the ring, furious: "Asshole, this is a martial arts competition, not a killing..."
The heads and heads of other sects could not sit still and came over to check. Shi Yizhen immediately asked the medical team to come over to stop Qi Wu's bleeding and bandage the wound. As for the internal injuries, Wan Yunting was using acupuncture to stabilize Qi Wu's internal injuries...
"You can't blame me."
Meng Yan, who was holding a broad sword in the ring, pretended to be innocent and said to the heads of various sects in the audience: "How did I know he was so weak that he couldn't withstand even one move? Besides, I let him take the initiative in the first place.
I admit defeat, but if he insists on fighting, there’s nothing I can do.”
"But you did it on purpose!"
Angry Li Zihang and Duan Yingying pointed at Meng Yan and yelled. Yang Jingyi on the side also had a dark face. Seeing Yan Haojian and the others coming over, she said coldly: "Master Yan, you have to give me an explanation!"
The eyes of the leaders such as Zhong Yulong of Wudang Sect, Zhang Xuanliang of Longhu Mountain, Abbot Renxin of Shaolin Sect and Yuan Gaowu of Kunlun Sect all fell on Yan Haojian who came over. As the host, Shi Yizhen, the leader of Huashan Sect, had no expression on his face.
He looked good and said: "Master Yan, are your disciples going too far?"
"This is a friendly competition, but your disciple is so harsh. If someone loses his life, can you bear the responsibility?"
As a result, Yan Haojian had a look of disdain on his face, his sharp eyes glanced at the heads of the various sects present, spread out his hands, and said with a smile: "No one has died. Besides, in a sword duel, how can anyone not be injured?"