The master and servant did not close their eyes again overnight. The maid Meier hid in the bedding and secretly felt sad and complained to herself, while the young master Ma Rui was busy teasing the birds and the birds in the cage.

All night, the colorful bird stayed well and honestly in the bird cage, nodding and shaking its head. It was not bored at all when facing Ma Rui's seemingly endless problems, and even acted very happy, as if Ma Rui kept talking and made the bird feel close.

Except for staring at Ma Rui's midnight snack during the period and signaling to eat, he was responding to Ma Rui's questions at other times.

The answer to "nodding and shaking your head" is obviously not accurate enough, so Ma Rui asked for most of the night, and it was not until Sunrise East that it summed up some useful information: This is indeed a monster, which has been raised since childhood. The original owner kept it in a cave, forcing it to eat some unpalatable food, and did not talk to it. This caused the bird to be very unhappy and rebelled, but when he flew out, he found that he did not even have the ability to forage. In addition, with this swaying color, he was soon caught by the bird catcher and turned to Ma Rui as a pet.

This bird could escape again, but found that it was very good to be a pet. There were people feeding three meals, some people washed the slag, and people teasing themselves from time to time. As long as you pretend to be stupid and cute, you can live a comfortable life. So you simply forgot the fact that you are a monster.

Ma Rui was quite helpless about this monster that had no pursuit and relied on the cuteness to survive, so he raised his chin and asked, "Don't monsters have special abilities? Let's show me the performance!"

So, after a dizzy moment, Ma Rui slept on the floor until noon the next day. If Meier hadn't smashed the door and urged him, Ma Rui might have missed his brother Ma Xiang's competition.

"Why is it now?" Ma Rui looked puzzled, only remembering that before falling asleep, the colorful bird showed its abilities. Unexpectedly, the bird flapped its wings, and Ma Rui's eyes turned black and it was as if the sun set in the west.

"I don't know!" Mei'er replied coldly. She knocked on the door before and found that the young master actually locked the door from inside. This is something that has never happened before! It means that the young master has begun to avoid him, so how can he not be angry?

When Ma Rui recalled the incident last night, he suddenly woke up a lot, his eyes became clearer and clearer. He looked at the colorful bird who was staying in the cage and raised the corners of his mouth: The ability of this monster is actually hypnosis!

"The eldest young master has arrived at the martial arts training ground, you'd better go quickly." Mei'er saw that Ma Rui was not only not as panicked as expected, but even had a smile on his face. She couldn't help but reminded: "If you're late, you'll be angry!"

Ma Rui nodded, washed up briefly and transferred through the hall, and took the maid to the clan's ancestral home. On the way, he learned that the competition was in the afternoon rather than in the morning. He was surprised and asked casually why, and he was immediately amazed and laughed.

"Fortunately there are these red tapes!" Ma Rui realized for the first time that complicated rituals are indeed a kind of protection for latecomers. No wonder those leaders in their previous lives liked to be late. It turned out that it was because of the sense of ritual!

For example, today's competition was originally just a competition between the younger generations of two clans, but both sides made the sense of ritual very well, which was like a holiday!

Starting from the morning, both parties in the competition will go to the temple to sacrifice solemnly to show their sincerity in the way of cultivation. At noon, they will accompany everyone to visit elders and masters to demonstrate the virtue of respecting teachers and respecting Taoism.

Since in Fenglin Town, the Ma clan, Yang Dianfeng only had to visit a few respected Ma masters, go through the motions and exchange greetings. Ma Xiang had to go from the cultivation predecessors of his grandfather to the father, listen to the teachings and blessings of these masters, as if he could only win the competition held later after listening to their guidance. What's more important is that these people couldn't stay together, and sat at home at the north end of the city and set off to wait for the younger generation to come to visit him.

The elders were obviously very excited. There was a rare opportunity to show their faces. Whether it was useful or not, they talked about it, pointing out the world in their words, and waving their hands to hide tricks. They hoped that Ma Xiang would win and thank the elders for their guidance.

So it was not until the sun was about to set that the two protagonists stood on the martial arts training ground of the Ma clan's ancestral home.

The atmosphere in the martial arts training ground was already very lively, and the crowd was chaotic laughing and cheering. Several minor generations of the Ma clan were playing on the competition stages of the basketball court, shouting and colliding, and the fight was very lively, which motivated the audience's interest to cushion the next main show.

Ma Rui originally planned to catch up with the vast crowd and watch the show. Anyway, the white brick competition platform was quite high and you could see it from afar. Unexpectedly, the maid Mei'er walked straight through the crowd and led her to the high steps of the martial arts training ground.

"Why did you come?" Father Ma Yue sat in the high stand, poked out from behind the table and frowned to look at his younger son, then pointed to the empty seat not far away, "Come up!"

Ma Rui was flattered. There were long tables and chairs on the stands. All the elders were sitting, except Ma Rui, a junior, who was caught among a pair of middle-aged and elderly people. At this time, there was only one empty seat left, and it seemed that he was waiting for him!

The stands can overlook the entire martial arts training ground. There are about thousands of people around the prominent martial arts competition platform in the middle, some people shouting with flags, some people who bring family and eat melon seeds, and some people who go into places with many women to act like hooligans, and they can see it on the high platform.

I thought it would be a very pleasant thing for cultivators to discuss, but there was a farce in front of me, which made Ma Rui a little disappointed.

"Ari, where did you go to have fun last night?" A narrow voice came from beard and the speaker had small eyes, and his face was not very age-appropriate. He whispered: "When you are young, you will have no chance to get married in the future!"

Ma Rui vaguely remembered that this man seemed to be the accountant under his father. Ma Ping'an, although the same surname was not direct, and was considered Ma Rui's distant uncle.

"Ah, I have had a headache recently and I can't sleep well at night." Ma Rui was really awake and rushed to wash up. No wonder people misunderstood what I did last night. But I felt that it was not appropriate for elders to talk to him about these contents, so I could only be timid and avoid the heavy lifting and responded softly: "I am still young, don't be anxious!"

"You don't have to worry, they're in a hurry!" Ma Ping'an smiled even more exaggeratedly, and heheed with his mouth tilted.

Maybe the original owner of this body is very familiar with Ma Ping'an, but he has never had contact with Ma Rui since he traveled through time, so he can only skip it vaguely. When he was embarrassed, a broad figure stood up in the middle of the stands, full of energy and smiled loudly:

"Okay! Everyone, calm down! Let's welcome the distinguished guests of the Yang clan from Chuiyun Town!"

The person who spoke was the mayor of Fenglin Town, Ma Yue's brother, Ma Rui's uncle, and Ma Teng, the leader of the Ma clan. He was not the highest level of cultivation among the Ma clan, but his comprehensive ability was the strongest. He cultivated both civil and military virtues and abilities. He has been working diligently for ten years, and has clear rewards and punishments. Few people in the clan dissatisfied in his position.

As soon as the patriarch opened his mouth, the scene immediately stabilized, and then there was a continuous and warm applause to celebrate the two protagonists' slowly walking onto the red carpet competition stage.

Ma Teng is now transformed into a tutor of success science, passionately introduced the genius from the Yang clan who was unprecedented in ancient times and the present, and promoted Yang Dianfeng's terrifying long resume, making people feel that the Yang clan seemed to have dug out a diamond with a head size from the ground, shining brightly, and shining with the sun and the moon!

Then he introduced that this clan sounds like the unparalleled pride of heaven who is invincible in the world. He praised Ma Xiang like a god of war, and even cared about the glory of the Ma clan on Ma Xiang.

After Ma Teng finished his speech, the sunset had already set foot in the distant mountains, so after a short "start", the two protagonists who were almost dazed and lost their temper officially showed their weapons.

Yang Dianfeng's image is closer to the appearance of a cultivator in Ma Rui's impression, with a silk scarf, a long robe and a burqa embroidered with red cloud patterns on the black fabric, which looks capable and neat.

At this moment, he stepped sideways, with his left hand behind him, and a long steel sword in his right hand pointed flat on the other side, posing a sword move, as if he was a young swordsman.

Ma Xiang, who is obviously stronger, is a little bleak. It’s not that there is any problem with his outfit. The difference between the hero and young man in his arms and horse boots is his weapons.

Ma Xiang's weapon was actually a pair of long hammers with melon-edged hammers. The top of the brass handle with two fingers wide was embedded with two round melon-sized rims. Although it was polished to make it shine, the hammer-like weapon looked a bit inferior to the sword, the head of the army in his hand.

A long sword can point a sword to the other party, which looks so elegant and sharp, and is extremely ornamental. A long hammer cannot do it. Imagine pointing at the other party with a melon-edged hammer, just like a melon strung on a metal stick, which suddenly loses its momentum.

Ma Xiang held a long hammer in his right hand and was tied behind him and was not used. His left hand was hung naturally, as if he did not intend to use two weapons.

"Occursed!"

Without hesitation, Yang Dianfeng, as a challenger, took the lead in launching the attack!

With Yang Dianfeng's rapid pace, the steel long sword reflected in the bright red sunset was handed straight to Ma Xiang.

Rather than stabbing this sword, this sword was pushed out with Yang Dianfeng's movement, without using any force at all.

Without surprise, Ma Xiang easily avoided this sword with all kinds of flaws, and Ma Xiang's reply was also soft and powerless. He just waved a hammer, lazily as if he was singing an opera, and never thought of hitting the opponent.

Ma Rui in the stands raised his eyebrows. What kind of bad thing is this? The moves he learned from martial arts movies are much more useful than this! If he were on it, Yang Dianfeng would kneel down and beg for mercy with just one blow!

However, this idea only lasted three rounds and turns, and the subsequent fight made Ma Rui realize the ridiculous idea of ​​his previous thoughts.

It turns out that Qiyuan Continent retains the tradition of gentlemen being humble. Experts have made three moves to give in before. Those soft and unthreatening moves are a sign of confidence between both sides. What's wrong with you if you have three moves?

The next step is like the competition in the fast-forward shot of the movie that stunned Ma Rui, the human speed can be so fast!

Yang Dianfeng's sword swing was so fast that the bright sword shadow turned into a silver snake in the sunset, covering Ma Xiang's body in a wild dance, and hitting the crisp sound of metal intertwined.

This also shows the difference in weapons between the two sides.

Yang Dianfeng's long sword is flexible and changeable, pointing, picking, thorning, and pulling in turn, trying to break into Ma Xiang's body at various angles. Ma Xiang's long hammer is mainly used to defend, intercept, hug, push, and support and switch back and forth, and resist the sword in time and cannot get close to it.

After a while, the sword technique, which was like a storm, became a little tired. As Yang Dianfeng's breathing became heavier, his speed slowed down. I guess a lot of breath was consumed just now, and the opponent was majestic and motionless, so he had to slow down his position. Otherwise, Yang Dianfeng, who was originally a little less cultivation level, would be more likely to show flaws due to lack of physical strength.

Ma Xiang could not make Yang Dianfeng resound, and immediately started a counterattack.

When Yang Dianfeng stabbed Ma Xiang before, Ma Xiang could use a long hammer to fight, but when offense and defense exchanged, when Ma Xiang threw out a long hammer to hit Yang Dianfeng, Yang Dianfeng did not dare to use a sword to fight, so he could only dodge left and right to avoid it.

The long hammer of the melon edge is much heavier and powerful than the long sword. If a hammer hits the long sword, even if the long sword is not scrapped, it will be defeated due to the deformation of the weapon. Therefore, Yang Dianfeng can only use his speed advantage to wander.

I have to say that Yang Dianfeng is indeed fast, so fast that Ma Xiang's slightly bulky hammer cannot keep up with the opponent's body skills. Ma Xiang often swung it with one hammer. Before he could close the momentum, Yang Dianfeng had already turned around and changed his angle to attack again, forcing Ma Xiang to change his defense.

The two of them just held each other in this way, and they fought back and forth a hundred times. Apart from the heavier breathing, their bodies were not damaged at all. Only Yang Dianfeng's steel sword appeared in a row of fine small gaps.

At this time, the difference between competition and duel was reflected. Yang Dianfeng could not defeat him for a long time. After setting a distance, he actually spoke out and reminded him: "Brother Ma, please pay attention. I need to use some skills below!"

After saying that, he was not polite. He ignored the opponent in front of him, turned around and gave up his back, walked to the weapon stand aside and replaced it with a brand new steel sword.

Ma Xiang just watched the other party reveal such a big flaw, waiting for Yang Dianfeng to change his weapon and walk back into the field, then nodded and responded cautiously: "Please give me advice!"

However, it was a bit unexpected. After changing the weapon and re-covering Ma Xiang, a silver snake was still dancing wildly. Yang Dianfeng seemed to have a rest for a moment to recover. He used the same trick again to force Ma Xiang to the defensive state. After all, the long sword is much lighter and more flexible than the long hammer, and it changes moves faster, and suppresses Ma Xiang again with speed.

Ma Xiang carefully countered the moves, and his expression became even more serious. The other party had tried it once just now. Even though he knew that relying on speed was not effective, he still tried to attack like this without any effort. I think he must be waiting for the opportunity to use the skills he just mentioned!

Sure enough, Yang Dianfeng made a move to slash a sword from his head, forcing Ma Xiang to use a long hammer to resist it. But unexpectedly, this sword was a false move. Yang Dianfeng suddenly stopped it halfway through the slash, and at the same time he sank down. The long sword in his hand quickly turned around, holding the sword in a posture similar to the sword move just now, and shouted in a low voice: "Sword, four symbols!"

In an instant, the silver snake waving in his hand seemed to reveal dangerous poisonous fangs. Yang Dianfeng's straight sword lit up and down, left and right, and before he could form, he headed straight for Ma Xiang!
Chapter completed!