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Twelve young heroes, all with youthful aura on their faces, stood on the stage, enjoying the attention of the people and the cheers like a tsunami.
In today's youth group competition, the enthusiasm of the audience seemed to be ignited, and it was extremely enthusiastic.
At this moment, the representatives standing on the ring, no matter how young or old they were, could not hold back their excitement and almost screamed to express their inner feelings.
In life, what you seek and strive for is this majestic glory!
Be famous and powerful everywhere!
Be famous early!
When you get older, your state of mind is different, and your pursuits are different. Only when you are young, full of youth, full of passion, can you best appreciate the hearty feeling.
The whole place was in a commotion, and the anger was in the sky. The huge reaction shocked everyone in the four major sects.
Xiao Jihai looked around, looking at the enthusiastically shouting audience, and couldn't help but sigh: "It's better to be a young man!"
And Long Xiangtian's expression was a bit unnatural - he had never enjoyed such enthusiastic cheers and shouts before in either the middle-aged or youth group competitions, and it was inevitable that he felt a little sour in his heart.
I believe other representatives feel this way to a greater or lesser extent.
However, the fact that the youth group has received so much acclaim has a lot to do with the fact that it is held on this last day and has a decisive direction. It has the right time, place, and people.
After a while, the drawing ceremony officially began.
Gao Beihe suddenly strode up to Liang Qiufeng, his eyes burning, as if he was about to melt away Liang Qiufeng: "Liang Qiufeng, you'd better pray to God to bless me and not draw me! Otherwise, I will teach you a lesson."
You, let you understand that the so-called fame and limelight you have now is just passing smoke and worthless!"
This move caught the eyes of countless people, and they immediately aroused strong curiosity. The scene suddenly became quiet, and everyone wanted to hear clearly what Gao Beihe said to Liang Qiufeng.
Presumably, it will definitely not be a good thing.
"The North River flows eastward, and the two prides of the deserted continent" are the two most outstanding geniuses of the new generation.
Geniuses are so proud, among them Fan Dongliu stands out, while Gao Beihe is overbearing and almost domineering. Therefore, he feels very unhappy about Liang Qiufeng being in the limelight recently. He cannot tolerate being bullied by a third person besides Fan Dongliu.
No one can steal the glory, let alone a guy from a declining sect?
Facing the aggressive Gao Beihe, Liang Qiufeng behaved very calmly and did not open his mouth to argue. This greatly disappointed the people who listened to the excitement. Some people even complained: "It seems that Liang Qiufeng was
Gao Beihe was so frightened that he didn't dare to refute. The competition hadn't even started yet. If they really had to win a duel, Gao Beihe would be able to knock Liang Qiufeng down with just a few moves."
"No, this Liang Qiufeng has no domineering attitude at all, how can he compete with others?"
"Haha, if you want to compete with others, you must have strength and confidence. With such a gap, how can you be strong-willed?"
"You can't say that. As the saying goes, 'If you lose the battle, you don't lose the others.' If it were me, it would be different!"
"It must be different. I guess as soon as Gao Beihe stood in front of you, you would be so wet that you would come out..."
There was a burst of laughter.
The person who was being retorted had a face as tight as a pig's liver, but he was speechless. He had only two levels of strength and was very weak. If Gao Beihe came towards him, he might actually become incontinent.
Momentum, high-level and powerful warriors have their own aura; their aura is overwhelming, and the sense of oppression they give is extraordinary.
Liang Qiufeng didn't speak, and the eyes he looked at with Gao Beihe were calm and calm, which made Gao Beihe feel extremely uncomfortable: the other party should have retorted with a stern and pale face, or lowered his head and was speechless. What kind of attitude is it now?
?
Are you being arrogant, or are you not taking your words seriously at all?
Damn guy!
If it had been any other time, Gao Beihe would have been able to hold the spear in his hand and teach the other party a lesson, so that this ignorant person could understand: what is the gap!
But now it is the Huangzhou Sect competition, and everything must be done according to the procedures. I just hope that Liang Qiufeng can be chosen during the draw, and then he can be legitimately "taught" a lesson.
"snort!"
He waved his sleeves and left, walking back to the queue and standing with two other fellow students.
"Shh!"
Huge boos rang out, as if they were dissatisfied that there was no conflict between the two. Most of them were for Liang Qiufeng. If he dared to retort, the scene would be impossible to restrain.
Not to mention the dissatisfaction of the audience, Gu Chengyang couldn't stand it anymore. Standing next to Liang Qiufeng, he could clearly hear Gao Beihe's provocative words just now. He couldn't help but angrily said: "Junior Brother Liang, I have already ridden you.
Why didn't you say a word when something was spilled on your head?"
Liang Qiufeng smiled slightly: "What should I say?"
Gu Chengyang was startled, yes, what should I say?
Saying harsh words while holding back one's neck is like a shrew scolding someone in the street. It is meaningless and makes people laugh in vain.
Liang Qiufeng looked up at the sky and said leisurely: "There is a saying in a secret book: Let him be strong, let him be strong, the breeze will caress the hills; let him be tyrannical, the bright moon will shine on the river! I deeply agree."
These words were one of the fragmented words and phrases in the Kung Fu concept that I comprehended by listening to the ringing of the sword bell that day.
Gu Chengyang was stunned. When he first heard it, he felt that there was nothing remarkable about this statement. However, the more he chewed and understood it, the more he realized that it contained profound truth.
It's a pity that the truth is like the moon in flowers and water in the fog, which is always separated by a thin layer and cannot be seen clearly.
This feeling was very uncomfortable in his heart, as if there was a little claw scratching at his heart, itching and itching. He blurted out and asked: "Which secret book is it?"
At the age of thirteen, Gu Chengyang entered the Jianfu to learn swordsmanship from his family. As soon as he entered the door, he became an inner disciple with a very high starting point. With this status, he could easily borrow books from the Jianfu's collection, but he had never read such a philosophical book.
Secret formula.
Could it be the high-level sword title that Liang Qiufeng chose in the Wujian Tower?
"Jianfu disciples, please draw lots!"
It was their turn to draw lots.
The drawing process was completed quickly, and as soon as the results were announced, the whole audience was shocked.
Generally speaking, there were no extreme situations in the six games - for example, there was no competition between Fan Dongliu and Gao Beihe. Instead, the two were staggered. Fan Dongliu faced Su Yuege of the Blood Knife Club; Gao Beihe faced
, surprisingly it is Liang Qiufeng!
Recalling the explosive confrontation between the two just now, the audience was all pumped up, high-spirited and excited.
Will this be a horrific one-sided massacre?
Or, maybe Liang Qiufeng will admit defeat and step down obediently?
Or, unexpectedly stubbornly resisting...
But no matter which situation occurs, it will set off a heated discussion throughout the city and become a highly talked about topic.
The sixth game, the final game, will undoubtedly be the focus of today, and even the entire sect competition series.
Zhang Jiangshan grimaced and murmured: "It's so unlucky that I got hit by the Guo Nu Dao..."
Guo Nu Dao, the third most popular figure among the new generation disciples of Huangzhou. Although he is not as good as Fan Dong Liu Gao Bei He, due to his extremely cruel character, his deterrence in people's minds is even greater. Compared to Fan Dong
If you wait, you will most likely lose, but if you fight against Guo Nu Dao, you will probably die.
Zhang Jiangshan had a dark face and was complaining. When he heard that Liang Qiufeng's opponent was actually Gao Beihe, he couldn't help but open his mouth in shock: We are really brothers in distress!
There is no doubt that Jianfu's luck in the lottery today was extremely bad. Gu Chengyang's opponent was Bi Haifeng from Tiandu Sect, a veteran ninth-level master of strength.
Facing him, it was very difficult for Gu Chengyang to win.
In this way, the possibility of defeat in three battles is extremely high. In the end, Zhongnan Sword Mansion's overall ranking will drop directly to third place.
Fortunately, compared to the previous session, there was finally an improvement in ranking.
"Hahaha!"
On the ring, Gao Beihe suddenly looked up to the sky and smiled, without concealing the wild aura in his body. He smiled because he got his wish and got Liang Qiufeng.
After laughing, he glanced at Liang Qiufeng coldly, as if he was looking at a dead person.
"hateful!"
In the audience at the Zhongnan Jianfu banquet, Wu Gumei stomped her feet: the worst expected situation has happened. I hope and hope that Liang Qiufeng will not encounter the Pandongliu Gaobeihe Guo Furious Sword.
For anyone, there are some things that clinkers cannot avoid, and they can never avoid them.
"I think they are doing something!"
She said angrily.
Xiao Jihai also looked very unhappy. According to the plan, as long as the youth group can win a victory, Jianfu will completely turn over, and it is likely to be ranked second, or even first. But now the result of the draw,
But all the illusions were shattered. Liang Qiufeng could not count on him, let alone Zhang Jiangshan. He could only hope on whether Gu Chengyang could perform beyond his level.
As fate would have it, Gu Chengyang was the star of hope before heading to Taicheng, and then Liang Qiufeng came up and took his place. Unexpectedly, when the final result of the match came out, the situation changed again, and it still depended on Gu Chengyang... What a wave
After many twists and turns, the situation changes.
However, Xiao Jihai disagreed with Wu Gumei's angry words about cheating in the lottery: Twelve people, six games, the probability of anyone playing against anyone is almost the same. If the draw is redrawn, there is a possibility of Pan Dongliu playing against each other.
Extreme situations like Gaobei River.
No matter what, everything is settled and difficult to change.
When the three young disciples returned to the banquet and made final preparations, Xiao Jihai went over and spoke to each of them:
"Jiang Shan, your opponent is Guo Nu Dao. Remember not to show off your strength. Winning or losing is not important. What is important is to preserve yourself."
Hearing this, Zhang Jiang nodded like a chicken pecking at rice: In fact, even if Xiao Jihai didn't say anything, with his "safety first" character, he would never fight Guo Nu Dao on the stage. Are you looking for death?
"Chengyang, although Tiandumen's Bi Haifeng was promoted to the ninth level of strength two years ago, it is by no means flawless. With your attainment in "Only Me Killing Sword", if you seize the opportunity, victory is not a problem.
The important thing is to grasp the opportunity to draw the sword."
Gu Chengyang said with a serious face: "Elder Xiao, Chengyang must go all out to win!"
"very good."
When he finally came to Liang Qiufeng, Xiao Jihai had a complicated look on his face. If he had not met Gao Beihe, but another ordinary ninth-level fighter, Liang Qiufeng would have had a very high chance of winning.
He became famous with one victory, and from then on he officially stepped onto the big stage of the whole desert continent, proud of all the heroes, dominating the world. But fate had a way with him, and Gao Beihe would never allow Liang Qiufeng to step on him to get the upper hand.
"Just try your best!"
What Xiao Jihai said to Liang Qiufeng was brief and full of comfort. Apart from that, there is really nothing else to say. (To be continued. Please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!)