It was No. 6 that Zhou Shaobai finally fell down and walked back with relief, but saw Mu Ningzhi's pupils that looked like late at night staring at him. He couldn't help feeling relieved, avoiding her gaze and returning to the queue.

The head of the sect, Taoist Lingxu, said: "There is still one sign-up left, so it must be eight, but there is no need to draw."

So the famous brand of Rancuifeng disciple was hung under the eight-character wooden sign. The lottery ceremony was completed. At the command of the leader, everyone moved to the martial arts performance venue outside the hall.

This is a Haobai stone platform about ten feet in radius, about half a person high. It was originally a place where all the disciples of Jiuyang Peak practiced together. After some renovation, a martial arts platform has been added. The round platform is covered with fine sand and is three inches thick to prevent someone from falling and hurting from being knocked down. Three stands were also built on both sides of the opposite side of the martial arts platform. On the stands, nine-color ribbons were used to mark the seats of disciples of each vein. The flags of the entire martial arts field were fluttering, which were very majestic.

Taoist Lingxu led a group of people to the martial arts watch platform and looked down at the entire martial arts performance venue.

He could see a four-character plaque with words "Daowu Integration" hanging high on the large archway at the entrance of the martial arts court. The couplets on both sides of the archway were "There are nine veins of the stream clouds" and "there are still one sect for all generations". In addition to "Daowu Integration" was the handwriting of the ancestors back then, the couplets on both sides were his own handwriting.

The disciples of the Nine Vein were neatly dressed, with nine colors clearly divided into three plaques, standing on the three stands. Seeing Lingxu and others on the stage, the disciples of the Nine Vein shouted in unison: "Although the Xiyun is nine veins, it is still one sect for all generations! Although the Xiyun is nine veins, it is still one sect for all generations! Although the Xiyun is nine veins, it is still one sect for all generations!"

The sound waves rushed to the top of the Nine Yang Peak, suppressing the clouds, majestic and majestic, and swallowing mountains and rivers.

Although the cold wind is bitter, it seems that in this martial arts venue, it is also necessary to be infected by the enthusiasm of everyone and avoid it.

Ling Xu felt something, and he waved to the disciples of the Nine-Trip. The disciples of the Nine-Trip were shouting more enthusiastically, and the sound waves were higher and higher. The birds on Jiuyang Peak were all frightened and flapped their wings and flew high.

"All the disciples, sit down." Lingxu smiled. Although his voice was not loud, it could clearly reach everyone's ears when the sound of the people was in full swing. It was obvious that his cultivation was extremely profound.

The disciples of the Nine-Meridians then returned to quiet, and sat down one after another to listen to the teachings of the leader.

"Today's Nine Veins Discussion on Taoism is a grand event for my Xiyunmen. The reason why my Xiyunmen has been able to last for thousands of years has been prosperous and never fallen for thousands of years has always been admired by the world because the disciples of all generations have devoted themselves to practicing Taoism, worked hard and focused on glorifying my Xiyun. Among them, the difficulties and obstacles are all people who practice Taoism, so there is no need to explain in detail. Now, the waves in the river push the waves in the past, and the clouds in the river are waiting for you to show their abilities to discuss the Nine Yangs! That's true today!"

The disciples of the Nine Meridians shouted in unison, and a Taoist stood on the ring and said loudly: "The Nine Meridians Martial Arts will be carried out immediately! In the first game, Zhang Xiaofeng from Jiuyang Peak to Qinglian Peak Sun Chongguang!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Xiaofeng stepped forward and stalked to the center of the ring. The disciples of Qinglian Peak were not willing to be outdone and also jumped up.

The two stood in the center of the ring, bowed to the Guanwu Platform and the Sanyi Stand respectively, and then bowed to each other.

Zhang Xiaofeng bowed and said, "Senior Brother Sun, please give me some advice."

Sun Chongguang also bowed: "Please give me some advice!"

The two of them held the sword in their hands, first pointing the sword to the sky, and then touching the ground with the tip of the sword. This is the etiquette of Xiyunmen's fellow disciples when they are discussing, to show fair discussions and learn from heaven and earth.

Sun Chongguang suddenly trembled with his sword tip, his figure flashed, and he stepped forward and rushed over. It turned out that he had always known that Zhang Xiaofeng was of good strength, and once he fell into a fight, he would definitely be very unfavorable for him. So he thought it would be better to come up and attack first.

The tip of the sword actually stabbed Zhang Xiaofeng in front of Zhang Xiaofeng's chest, but Zhang Xiaofeng's face did not change. Seeing that the tip of the sword was about to reach the point, Zhang Xiaofeng gently swept to the right, rubbed the tip of the sword to avoid it, then twisted his waist and hips, slapped Sun Chongguang on the back with his sword body, and leveraged the force to hit the force. Sun Chongguang staggered and fell several steps before he could stand still.

Suddenly, the disciples of the Nine-Meridians exclaimed in the stands, and Zhou Shaobai and Li Yuankang couldn't help but shout.

Sun Chongguang's face changed slightly. He roared, and his sword move suddenly became fierce, and he stabbed Zhang Xiaofeng like thousands of arrows. It turned out to be Xi Yun's profound sword technique - the Thirteen Swords of Yunlong!

Those who can pass on the Thirteen Swords of Yunlong must be the most outstanding disciple of this lineage. Sun Chongguang, thanks to his master's kindness, is determined to give his master a glory in this Nine-Meridian Theory, but he did not expect to meet Zhang Xiaofeng, who is powerful in the first round. He failed to attack just now, and even knew the difference in strength between the two, so he decisively used his guardian skills, trying to force Zhang Xiaofeng to reveal his flaws and wait for an opportunity to win.

The Thirteen Swords were as fast as a sword, and it was like a ball of sword light, covering Zhang Xiaofeng. Zhang Xiaofeng naturally could not dodge as easily as before, and could only use his sword to block the lightning-like sword tide. The two of them had extremely fast body movements. The silver lights danced from the two long swords were intertwined, and Mars were squirting everywhere, making a jingle sound, which was very beautiful.

The disciples of the Nine-line lineage could not help but cheer up the mountains and thunder. Taoist Lingxu kept nodding and said to his left and right: "I have such a talent in Xiyun Sect, and I am really blessed by the ancestors."

On the ring, Zhang Xiaofeng calmly took over Sun Chongguang's tide-like sword force, and even the sharp sword moves were blocked or flirted by Zhang Xiaofeng's long sword.

Sun Chongguang tried all his best, but he was still helpless. However, in the eyes of those who did not understand the abilities, Sun Chongguang had the upper hand and the offensive was fierce. Zhang Xiaofeng could only resist and was tired of dealing with it. Therefore, the shouts of the Qinglian Peak disciples in the stands were the most enthusiastic. They shouted excitedly. What's more, Sun Chongguang asked Zhang Xiaofeng to hurry up to avoid having to work harder.

Taoist Lingxu saw that Sun Chongguang's sword move was already old, and shook his head and said, "The move is old, and if you don't think about changing, you will definitely fail." Before he finished speaking, Sun Chongguang walked forward quickly, the tip of the sword trembled, and countless heavy sword flowers appeared instantly, hitting several vital points on Zhang Xiaofeng's body!

Zhang Xiaofeng was stunned. There were virtual and real among these countless sword flowers, and there were real among them. The virtual and real changes were endless. It was a tricky offensive. The situation was critical and he couldn't think too much. Zhang Xiaofeng's wrist turned sharply, concentrated his breath, and his qi and meridians were circulating rapidly around his body. A sword burst out instantly, and a meteor rushed to the moon and stabbed Sun Chongguang's wrist like a meteor!

With a "dang" sound, Zhang Xiaofeng had already put away his sword and stood there. Sun Chongguang stood there in his original place. The long sword in his hand was gone. Suddenly something fell next to him, and a silver light shone straight into the sand under the ring.

Zhang Xiaofeng bowed to Sun Chongguang: "Senior Brother Sun, I'll give in."

The disciples of the Nine-Trails in the stands were stunned, but Taoist Lingxu on the Martial Arts Watch laughed, stood up and clapped, Lingshi Lingji, Chengyu Chengguan also clapped, and the disciples of the Nine-Trails in the stands woke up, and the applause and cheers in the stands were heard.

"The winner of the first game! Zhang Xiaofeng, Jiuyang Peak!" Jiuyang Peak was originally Zhang Xiaofeng's home court, and there were many cheering people. Hearing this, the stands were filled with joy.

Zhou Shaobai was very close to the ring and saw it clearly. Just now, when Sun Chongguang's sword moves were difficult to distinguish between the virtual and the real, Zhang Xiaofeng made a quick decision, and then came first. He pointed at Sun Chongguang's hilt with the sword tip. Sun Chongguang couldn't bear it, so he took off his sword and defeated the present. The wonderful competition between the two made Zhou Shaobai's blood rush, and he actually felt eager to try.

Li Yuankang on the side said to him: "Although the nine veins are the same, they have developed unique features of each vein in terms of cultivation or sword techniques. For example, Qinglian Peak is the most skilled sword technique among the nine veins. Look at the rays of Senior Brother Sun's moves, and the essence of the sword technique is difficult to comprehend by other veins. However, except for the head of the Qinglian Peak, the rest of the people seem to be half apart in the cultivation of the inner alchemy. Even if the sword moves are so exquisite and the inner alchemy is not good, the power will naturally be greatly reduced. Senior Brother Zhang's cultivation is far above Senior Brother Sun, so a mediocre immortal guide will have such great power, and the later comes first. What's even more amazing is that such a rapid sword is easy to send and receive. In the end, it just lightly knocks on Senior Brother Sun's long sword, but there is no harm to him. It is really amazing."

Since Zhou Shaobai just started to misunderstand his wrong poems, Li Yuankang seemed to have become interested in him and has been standing by his side. Now he has given a detailed explanation. Zhou Shaobai was very surprised, why is this naturally arrogant Li Yuankang so close to him?

Li Yuankang seemed to see through Zhou Shaobai's thoughts and smiled and said, "I have something to say to you, but now it's my turn to play. You can wait for a moment and I'll go."

After saying that, Li Yuankang squeezed his eyes at Zhou Shaobai, stepped out, walked to the ring, deliberately flipped, landed on the ring with a casual look, and there was another cheer in the stands.

On the martial arts platform, Chengyu smiled and shook her head: "This kid Yuankang just likes to show off!"
Chapter completed!