Shen Xingliu also landed on the competition stage, wiped away the non-existent sweat, and said: "Brother Li, this hand is really amazing. I finally understand why no one can avoid your flying knife."

Li Ruyu, who used the fifth force, originally just wanted to test him, but he was shocked that he could break his own move so easily.

Li Ruyu leaned over and flew to the competition stage, smiling and saying: "It's not a big deal, it's just some tricks."

There was a roar in the auditorium. How could anyone avoid Li Ruyu's flying knife?

"Whatever was evaded was obviously broken with force."

A male disciple retorted: "Even if it is broken open with force, if the flying knife misses, it just misses."

Shen Xingliu didn't understand the meaning of the technique, and said with great interest: "I have decided, if I win, you have to teach me this technique."

Full of excitement, he charged forward again. The Fenghuoshan Forest was originally designed to attack with a sword.

"Hey, I'm also very interested in your sword skills."

Under the tug of Li Ruyu's internal force, thirty-two flying knives flew in front of him.

"Shadowless Hand."

He shouted loudly, and his gesture changed into a shadow of his hand that filled the sky. Whenever the shadow of his hand touched a flying knife, it would turn into a silver light and strike out.

The paths of the flying knives were not static. Some flying knives flew along arcs, surrounding Shen Xingliu in all directions.

"It's such a fast flying knife, so I'll use the slow one to beat the fast one."

He stopped moving forward, and the black knife came slowly, neither too fast nor too slow, but every time a flying knife struck, there was always a black knife that happened to appear on the path of the flying knife.

"Dang Dang Dang"

On the competition ground, a series of sounds of gold and iron clashing were heard.

"It's as gentle as the forest."

The black knife kept knocking away the flying knives. It seemed that the power was light, but the flying knives were smashed into the hard stone slab one after another.

Li Ruyu said in surprise: "You can actually integrate the art of war into the art of swordsmanship. How amazing and talented the senior who created this art of swordsmanship must be."

"Haha, don't be distracted."

A gust of wind blew up, and after Shen Xingliu knocked away all the flying knives, he swung his knife with a strong wind and scattered the smoke and dust on the field.

"bass"

After the strong wind, a sword aura struck vertically, but Li Ruyu did not dare to resist and get out of the way.

The electric light stood out, and Shen Xingliu's figure disappeared from the spot, shaking before appearing in front of Li Ruyu.

"Is this moving like thunder?" Li Ruyu didn't dare to think too much and could only deal with it carefully.

A set of shadowless hands was used, which could barely block Shen Xingliu's moves.

However, he found that the power of the opponent's sword had not diminished. Instead, it became stronger and stronger, like a blazing fire.

"Invasion is like fire."

Shen Xingliu shouted loudly, feeling that the fire in his body was forming.

"Snapped"

Li Ruyu used her shadowless hand to lightly tap the black knife. For Shen Xingliu, who was so strong and powerful, the former was knocked backwards and flew away.

Shen Xingliu was enjoying the beating, and then he bullied him, only to find that the other party had deliberately pulled away.

A kite turned over, Li Ruyu quickly adjusted his posture, and at the same time touched his waist, a flying knife quickly flew over.

He stopped, held the black knife upside down, rotated it in the air, and inserted the black knife into the ground.

"Wind Mountain Forest."

A roar came immediately, and huge explosions exploded in front of him one after another.

The explosion finally reached its peak power at the fourth sound. The sky-high explosion connected with the flying knife, blowing it to pieces.

"Huh." Shen Xingliu finally breathed a sigh of relief and said teasingly: "Brother Li, how many flying knives do you still have?"

Li Ruyu sighed, cupped his fists and said, "It was the last fight just now. Brother Shen, you win this time."

"No one has ever forced me to use all my throwing knives, so you win."

Li Ruyu felt that he had gained a lot from the previous battle, so he left quickly, preparing to fully absorb what he had just gained.

"Brother Li, don't leave," Shen Xingliu said helplessly, "How about we fight slower this time?"

"well."

Shen Xingliu sighed, opened his palm slightly to take a picture of the scabbard on the stone pillar, and put the knife into the sheath.

"Wow, he won."

"He won."

Even the disciples in the audience who couldn't hear the voices on the stage knew who won the battle.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu Senior Brother Li lost."

"He must be very sad. I'm going to comfort him tonight."

Under the commotion, some felt sorry for Li Ruyu and some were surprised by Shen Xingliu, but they all merged into one mood, that is, congratulations to Shen Xingliu.

"Congratulations to Mr. Shen."

Shen Xingliu cupped his fists to congratulate the audience and kept returning the congratulations.

At this time, the sound of bells came from the direction of Tangmen Hall.

"Is this the golden bell ringing?"

"Don't make any noise, listen to a few sounds."

The whole place fell silent in unison, and only the melodious bells could be heard, once, twice...

Ten rings in a row, which means that she got full marks in today's test in front of the main hall.

"Twelve years, twelve years, Tang Sect finally welcomed its own genius." The bearded deacon covered his face and cried.

As another nine consecutive rings came, could there be someone still undergoing the test? Although it was slightly inferior to the ten consecutive rings, it was still amazing.

"The ten consecutive rings must be Sister Xuanxuan," Tang Lele pouted and asked with some confusion: "Who is the nine consecutive rings?"

Tang Qingfeng said without thinking: "It should be Yaoyao."

"Ah, I think I was only eight years old when I started. It would be better if I started later and learned more."

Tang Lele squeezed the puppet in her hand angrily, and Tang Qingfeng showed a loving smile on her face.

He reached out and patted her little head with his palm, and said comfortingly: "It's amazing that you can get 8 marks in the exam at the age of twelve."

"really?"

"really."

The audience was agitated and wanted to go to the main hall to see Junior Sister Tang Xuanxuan. The keen-eyed disciples looked at Shen Xingliu on the competition stage and had long since disappeared.

"What a fast speed."

In fact, Shen Xingliu had already left when the bell finished ringing. Of course, he did not hear the subsequent discussion in the audience.

Therefore, thinking of the attack in the forest today, he subconsciously thought that someone was attacking or attacking the main hall.

He was anxious in his heart, and the light-body technique made him perfect. As a result, bursts of thunder could be seen from the competition ground to the main hall.

"Boy, stop, who are you?"

This move inevitably disturbed some Tang Sect disciples and deacons who did not know him.

"Step aside."

Shen Xingliu just wanted to rush to the main hall quickly, move his fists into palms, and immediately gather his fiery red inner energy.

"Shua"

No matter what, a palm knife suddenly struck down, scattering everyone who dared to stand in front of him.

When Tang Qingfeng saw Shen Xingliu suddenly disappearing, he secretly thought that there was an "enemy attack".

He stamped his feet suddenly, looking for Shen Xingliu's figure.

"Holy shit, the flood really washed away the Dragon King Temple."

He saw two or three disciples lying on the ground with dark faces. They kept coughing, but luckily no one was injured.

"Mom, stop this kid." The Tang Sect deacon began to summon all the Tang Sect disciples.

"Quick, chase."

Tang Qingfeng hurriedly grabbed a deacon and said hurriedly: "Deacon, you can't chase me, we are all our own."

"What the hell is one of our own, let's catch him and beat him up first." The deacon threw Tang Qingfeng away.

The deacon felt that his hair was burnt, and it would be useless to persuade him now.

"Okay, you go ahead and watch you get beaten." Tang Qingfeng froze on the spot and smiled ugly.
To be continued...