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Chapter 243 First(1/5)

The top of Taixuan Peak, outside the martial arts arena.

All the pavilions were silent.

No one spoke, only the mountain wind that passed by from time to time whined and circled in the air.

Yan Fei struggled up from the ground and raised his hand to wipe away a wisp of blood that overflowed from the corner of his lips.

The look in Wei Tao's eyes no longer had the relaxed and carefree look before, but was replaced by surprise, confusion, and disbelief.

For this competition, and also for the place to enter the Taixuan Abyss, he no longer suppressed his cultivation, broke through the barrier and opened the door, and advanced to the mysterious and mysterious realm of mystery early.

I originally thought that even if I lost to the strongest ones, I would definitely be at the forefront among all Taoist disciples and firmly occupy a place in Xuan Yuan.

However, the result was that Xuan Gan was no match for Zang training.

He actually couldn't even defeat the newcomers from the Yuan Dynasty.

He was knocked to pieces with one punch, and all his spirit and energy were taken away.

He was even injured in the confrontation.

Although the injury was not too serious, it greatly affected subsequent shots.

Looking at the silent figure again, Yan Fei suddenly felt a little discouraged. He pushed away his junior sister Yun Hong who came to help him, and slowly walked towards the Dingxuan Sect's station alone.

Yunhong was not angry when she was pushed to the side.

She just let Yan Fei stumble away alone, while she still stood there, quietly staring at the back in the center of the martial arts arena, with a faint smile even appearing on her fair and jade-like face.

After a moment, she half-smiled, shook her head slightly, and returned to the pavilion where the Dingxuan Sect was.

On top of the main building facing the martial arts arena.

The elders of the Dingxuan sect had already stood up and rushed towards the loft of their own sect.

The Touring Secretary Yu Changshi watched her figure go away, turned his head to look at Minglan, put his palms together and sighed with emotion, "I didn't expect that in just a few years, the Qinglin Mountain where Brother Minglan was, would cultivate such an extraordinary person.

A Taoist."

Master Minglan was silent for a long time, and then slowly said, "I haven't had much contact with my guard Daozi before, so I'm actually a little surprised.

However, since he is a disciple that Master Ning values ​​​​and has been personally trained by Senior Sister Yu, it is unexpected and reasonable to achieve such an achievement."

"Not only do I have the respect of Master Ning, but also the careful guidance of Grandma Yu. Your sect, Wei Daozi, has such great opportunities that even I am inexplicably envious."

At this moment, he suddenly thought of his troubled Qingyuan niece, and the depths of his eyes suddenly sparkled with brilliance.

After a while, a somewhat shrill voice sounded, "This Yuan Daozi is quite impatient. He actually directly challenged the Xuanwu Dao disciple. This made our family feel anxious and we are looking forward to watching another exciting confrontation."

Speaking of this, the red-robed old eunuch looked at Xuanwu Dao's position and said, "Elder Company, in your opinion, who will have the upper hand and win the next battle between Wei Daozi and Yan Daozi?"

The elder of the Xuanwu Company picked up the tea cup and took a sip, "If Eunuch Wei asks me, the answer will naturally be that Yanxu, our sect, is stronger and can win in battle, so he will come out on top."

Eunuch Wei laughed and turned to look at Ming Lan, "Master Ming Lan, Wei Daozi is a disciple of Yuan Yi. What is your analysis of this battle?"

Minglan looked indifferent and shook her head slowly, "I don't know either, but let's see how they fight."

Yuanyi Pavilion.

There was a crisp click sound.

This time it was Ni Hao who crushed the porcelain cup in his hand.

She squinted her eyes, and the figure was reflected in her pool-like eyes.

My thoughts are like hair blown by the breeze, and I lose my clear and transparent state of mind for a while.

After being silent for a long time, she couldn't help but let out a faint sigh.

But he didn't mean to stop him.

Now that he had said what he said, no matter whether she was really confident in defeating Xuanwu Yanxu or not, she could only watch him continue to move forward.

The only thing you can do is to do your best to save people when the situation is bad.

Even if this breaks the rules of the sect competition, that is not within the scope of consideration.

"He, he actually..."

On the side, Qingye had not yet recovered from his surprise and confusion, and fell directly into another, even bigger surprise and confusion.

"Shut up!"

Ni Xun's eyes were cold and his voice was like ice, "From now on, if you dare to say another word, I will knock you out and throw you downstairs!"

Qingye immediately shut up and remained quiet.

Even though he had all kinds of thoughts and ideas in his mind, he did not dare to make any provocation at this moment, lest he would anger this female evil star who had obviously become abnormal.

"He, he, he actually challenged Yan Xu directly!"

Zhao Yuyan was speechless and pointed at the martial arts field and said, "I don't know who will be unlucky this time. Senior Sister Xing's vision and knowledge are several times better than mine. So in your eyes, which one of them is more powerful?"

Xing Kui lowered her eyes and slowly shook her head, "I don't know either. Maybe they can only see clearly after they actually fight."

Zong Hong, who was behind him, let out a long sigh of relief and even had a relaxed smile on his face.

As long as you don't ask him to go down and fight, it doesn't matter.

Fortunately, Yuan Yi Wuji has always had a good relationship, and Senior Sister Xing often went to their place to communicate with them in the past few days, so even if she was unlucky enough to pick him, Yuan Daozi might still let him go.

As long as he wins the fight, it won't be so hard as to punch him and leave him lying on the ground unable to get up for a long time.

The Xuanwu Road Station was also quiet.

The woman who had spoken just now remained silent.

The drinking man also put down his wine bag.

There are other Taoists who are equally silent and silent.

As for Pang Que, he had already watched his nose with his eyes, his mouth with his nose, and his heart with his mouth, concentrating and not showing any emotion.

Yan Xu's face was calm, without any expression.

He slowly turned back and looked down.

He met the gaze looking up in space and intertwined.

"He's challenging me."

After a moment of silence, a smile slowly appeared on the corners of Yan Xu's lips, and then quickly became full-bodied.

In the attic, everyone else remained silent.

No one even proposed to go down to meet the enemy in Yanxu's place.

Except for Pang Que, other Xuanwu Dao disciples cannot be said to be afraid, because as the strongest disciples of the first sect of the sect, they have grown from weak to strong step by step, and have naturally accumulated huge self-confidence. Even if they face strong enemies, they still have the ability to do so.

The belief to win.

However, when that Yuan Daozi called out his name in the martial arts arena.

This is Yanxu Daozi's own matter.

Even though they are fellow disciples, they cannot go out of their way to fight on behalf of Senior Brother Yan.

"After defeating Dingxuan Yanfei, his confidence increased greatly, thinking that he could continue his efforts and defeat me."

Yan Xu suppressed his smile and sighed, "Just like what she once said to me back then, it's been a long time since I've seen such an aggressive young man, and I can't bear to destroy his self-confidence."

"It's a pity that he insisted on mentioning my name in front of the elders of the seven sects, Daozi, so I had to reluctantly teach him the truth that there are people outside the world, there is a sky outside the sky, and that one must be humble and cautious when doing things."

After the words fell, Yan Xu's figure was no longer visible on the stage.

He didn't see any other movements. It seemed that he just took a few leisurely steps and already arrived at the martial arts arena and stood in front of Wei Tao.

The two figures were ten steps apart, standing opposite each other.

"Yuan Yi, Wei Tao, was about to ask Senior Brother Yanxu for advice." Wei Tao clasped his hands into fists, bowed slightly and saluted.

Yan Xu smiled lightly and said, "With seven sects and various martial arts sects, there are many warriors in the world, and there are also many young people among them, but there are not many young people with strong self-confidence.

Looking further, young people who have both confidence and strength are really very few, and every one of them is worthy of rare protection."

Speaking of this, he secretly sighed, "I like young people like you, who are both confident and motivated, and whose strength far exceeds that of ordinary warriors. It really makes people sigh, as if they have returned to the past.

When I look at you, it’s like Senior Sister Sun looked at me back then, and I think it’s the same mood.”

Wei Tao lowered his eyes and said calmly, "Senior Brother Yan talks a lot. I stand here and only ask for one thing."

Yan Xu nodded slightly, "You can just tell me what's going on."

Wei Tao sighed lowly and raised his finger to point between his eyebrows, "I hope that Senior Brother Yan will never show mercy and use your strongest strength to hit me.

This way, we won’t leave any regrets that we shouldn’t have due to negligence.”

Yan Xu frowned and his tone turned cold, "I have never heard such a request, but it gave me another layer of confidence in you, which has already reached the level of arrogance.

If that's the case, then don't regret it later, why do you have to stand in front of me."

"Senior Brother Yan, please."

Wei Tao said no more, his body slowly sank, and he assumed the starting position of the Guiyuan Gong.
To be continued...
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