In the early morning, the autumn wind blows the fallen leaves, carrying the chirping of the birds, which spreads throughout the Qiushui Sword Sect...
Tantai Ziyi got up very early. Not only did he have to participate in the competition today, he was also responsible for various matters related to the Seven Swords Alliance competition. It could be said that he was the busiest person in the Qiushui Sword Sect.
The venue for the Seven Swords Alliance competition is set to be on the bank of the West Lake. There are many women in the Qiushui Sword Sect, so of course it is best to choose a venue with beautiful scenery for the competition.
Tantai Ziyi felt that she had gotten up early enough, but when she arrived at the West Lake Pavilion, she discovered that there was someone earlier than her. She couldn't help but stepped forward and said with a smile: "I didn't expect that Senior Brother Taiping got up earlier than my little sister!"
Li Taiping, with dark circles under his eyes, turned around and said, "Good morning, junior sister in purple!"
Looking at those panda eyes, Tantai Ziyi chuckled and said, "Senior brother, are you worried about today's competition? I think you didn't sleep well last night!"
Li Taiping wanted to tell me how early it was because I hadn't slept all night! But he said, "This is the first time for senior brother to participate in a competition of this scale. He couldn't help but feel a little nervous, which made Zi Yi laugh!"
"Senior brother, don't worry. The competition within the Sword Alliance is not a battle between rivers and lakes. Everyone has a sense of proportion." Tantai Ziyi smiled and reassured.
Li Taiping didn't explain. He was nervous not because of the fight, but because he didn't sleep last night and was a little confused. He was afraid that he wouldn't make the right move. Li Taiping had been fighting for more than ten years, and it seemed that every time he had to not only decide the winner, but also the loser.
When it comes to deciding between life and death, I never leave any room for action, fearing that I will forget after hitting...
It was slightly cool in the early morning by the West Lake, but the female disciples of the Qiushui Sword Sect were very busy and dripping with sweat. Tantai Ziyi would look at whether the pergola was firm for a while, and then instruct the senior and junior sisters to place the papers. It can be said that she was very busy.
Kung Fu deals with Li Taiping.
Li Taiping was also happy to be quiet, but his stomach started to complain, and he unconsciously asked the Tantai Ziyi Qiushui Sword Sect where to eat.
The food of the Qiushui Sword Sect is indeed not comparable to that of the Xuanhu Sword Sect. The taste and style are much better. The only drawback is that it is a bit bland. Li Taiping thought while eating, not paying attention to the looks from others...
Taiping Road is a poor place, and the master and the disciple have been hungry and full for many years. Whenever they encounter decent food, they open their cheeks and eat as much as they can. When the King of Heaven comes, he doesn't even bother to raise his head to take a look.
Li Taiping's eating statue was very indecent, causing the female disciples of the Qiu Shui Sword Sect to roll their eyes, especially Yin Sanshui's eyes, which were very unfriendly: "Is this the result of a starving ghost? That old man from the Xuanhu Sword Sect is blind!"
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The way to eat Fengjuan Canyun was that Li Taiping was alone at the beginning, but not long after, four more people came. These four people were tall and strong, carrying giant swords, and they cleared the plate as soon as they sat down.
Juquemen is good at wielding a hundred-jin giant sword. The heavier the sword, the higher the martial arts cultivation level. Carrying such a heavy guy around every day will naturally consume more. The more you consume, the more you will eat, and the more you eat, the stronger your body will be.
Only when you are tough enough and have a strong body can you do big things.
In front of four big guys, Li Taiping's eating skills pale in comparison. Although he is fast, he doesn't have the aura of swallowing up the sky and eating the earth. The dish comes and the dish is empty, and the dish comes and the dish is empty, but the Qiushui sect disciple who is responsible for eating can't compare.
Very busy.
Yin Sanshui looked angry and couldn't help but ordered: "Give them a few replacement copper basins and stop torturing my disciples!"
"I'm talking to Yin Sanshui, your family's food is almost out of date, so you can't make some meaty food." The middle-aged man with a beard complained.
Yin Sanshui's face turned cold: "Lin Wanshan, you are the master of a sect, but you can't keep your mouth clean!"
After one meal, Yin Sanshui was not full. Instead, she was filled with anger. She threw down her chopsticks and turned around to leave. She really didn't want to see the faces of those people...
Li Taiping also left, because he found that no matter how much he ate, he couldn't beat the four foodies, so it was better to stay out of sight and keep his mind calm...
There are six of the seven major sword sects, but no one comes to the Infinite Sword Sect, and no one is willing to ask. This matter is always good for the other six major sword sects to have fewer competitors.
"I'm talking about Tong Sihai, how come you, the Baiyun Sword Sect, are all strangers? With so little awareness, you're just trying to steal someone else!" Lin Wanshan stood in front of the Baiyun Sword Sect's pergola and asked, pinching his waist.
"The Xuanhu Sword Sect also has guests attending. Why do you, Lin Wanshan, know that you are keeping an eye on me, the Baiyun Sword Sect?"
Lin Wanshan spat and cursed: "Tong Laoer, you are still aware that I can only get one guest to count, but you can get three. Why do you get more and more shameless as you get older!"
Someone from the Qingfeng Sword Sect said: "Brother Wanshan, this is your fault. Since the competition does not stipulate that you must be a disciple of the sect, of course you can participate in the battle."
"Old Zuo, you are not taking the right path. I think you should stop calling Zuo Zhengdao and change your name!" Lin Wanshan replied unceremoniously.
The scene was chaotic for a while. Yin Sanshui stood up, drew his sword, cut away half of the lake's autumn water, and said coldly: "They are all dignified sect leaders, and they are like rogues in the market! Since there was no rule before that the guests could not participate, so less
It’s a waste of time on this.”
Yin Sanshui's sword still worked, all the major sects stopped, and the competition began. The competition was conducted by drawing lots, and the sects won two out of three games against the sects...
To talk about the strength of the six major sword sects, Qiushui Sword Sect is the strongest, followed by Xuanhu Sword Sect, Baiyun Sword Sect and Juque Sect are the weakest, Qingfeng Sword Sect and Si Kongmen Bajinbaliang. But with Keqing
With the addition of more, there are more variables, and no one knows which one will end up in the end.
The Xuanhu Sword Sect was very lucky in the first round of drawing lots and won the Juque Sect. However, the elders of the Sword Sect still did not dare to be careless and elaborated on the martial arts path of the Juque Sect...
Juque Sect is very special. It is one of the few sects that practice both internal and external skills at the same time. It is very difficult for internal and external practitioners to practice together. Most sects will not do this because the gain outweighs the loss. A person's energy is limited, and he can't do it with both hands.
If you have to be tough, you may end up in a fight. Of course, if you really succeed in cultivation, it will be difficult to have an opponent in the same situation.
The first ones to face off were the Qiushui Sword Sect and the Qingfeng Sword Sect. In order to get a good start, the Qiushui Sword Sect sent Tantai Ziyi in the first match. Tantai Ziyi was very talented in martial arts. He was already at the seventh level at a young age and had the Baiyun Sword.
The Tong Sihai martial arts master of the sect is only at the seventh level. And there are rumors that Tantai Ziyi has obtained the true inheritance of Tantai Mieming. Once he breaks through the master, he can be reborn and speak the true words of Confucianism.
Tantai Ziyi's opponent is an elder of the Qingfeng Sword Sect who is over fifty years old. He is a well-known swordsman in the martial arts world. He can be called a sword that urges death. It can be imagined that this man's swordsmanship must be extremely ruthless.
By the West Lake, Tantai Ziyi faced the urging sword and performed the courtesy of a junior, and said respectfully: "Senior, please give me more advice."
The urging sword smiled heartily: "Don't dare, please ask Ziyi to make the move first."
The long sword was unsheathed, but Tantai Ziyi did not take action first. Instead, he performed the twelve postures of Qiushui Changtian, with complete etiquette...
"I like this kid, he has everyone's style." Lin Wanshan put down his food and said with a hearty smile.
Yin Sanshui's gloomy face was like a spring breeze blowing with a happy smile at this moment...
The twelve postures of Autumn Water Changtian performed by Tantai Ziyi are like a lake of autumn water with ever-changing blue waves, like the turbulent waves of the Nu River, the ends are sharp and beautiful...
The body of the urging sword has been through hundreds of battles, and the Qingfeng sword technique has integrated its own ruthlessness, and it is so fierce that it has to ask someone to help Tantai Ziyi break into a cold sweat.
Tantai Ziyi has mastered the essence of Qiushui swordsmanship. Facing the vicious attacks of the life-threatening sword, she is like a purple-robed fairy walking through the waves, calm, elegant and indifferent.
The style of Qiushui Changtian Sword changes constantly. The more the sword hits me, the more I feel unsure. Beads of sweat appear on my forehead.
"I've sold several flaws but haven't been fooled yet. The little girl is so stable. If the fight continues like this, I have to break it into her hands!" Ji Mingjian thought to himself, gritting his teeth and deciding to give up.
How can I not be stabbed in the rivers and lakes all the time? I have been in the rivers and lakes for half my life and have fought dozens of battles with the life-threatening sword. I have suffered a lot of sword wounds. It is quite scary to be fierce at this time. I will not dodge when the sword comes, and I will not dodge when the palm comes.
Yin Sanshui's life-threatening attitude made Yin Sanshui frown...
Under the pergola of the Xuanhu Sword Sect, Li Taiping poured a glass of wine alone and looked at the two people fighting fiercely in the field with a smile.
Li Taiping often does life-threatening things and he has a lot of say. He came to the edge of the arena with a wine glass and said with a smile: "You can risk your life, but that's not how you do it! You panicked and lost your sense of proportion.
Without calculation and risking your life, as long as this little lady faces it calmly, you can easily risk your life!"
Li Taiping's words clearly told Tantai Ziyi not to panic, as long as they held firm they would win.
Zuo Zhengdao of Qingfeng Sword Sect was not happy. He looked at Yin Sanshui and shouted: "Who is this kid? Someone is in charge of it and no one is in charge?"
Yin Sanshui said with a smile: "My little friend is a guest of the Xuanhu Sword Sect. Come back quickly. We must not break the rules of the competition. I miss you so much, but I will spare you this time."
Yin Sanshui's words were neither salty nor bland. Zuo Zhengdao knew he was partial but could not get angry again, so he could only sit back on the wicker chair angrily.
"It doesn't matter if we lose. There is no hope that we can win, as long as Tong Sihai doesn't make any mistakes." Under the Qingfeng Sword Sect's pergola, a middle-aged man said softly and unhurriedly.
As soon as the middle-aged man finished speaking, the winner was decided in the field. If the mind was confused, the moves would be messed up, and there would be no suspense about winning or losing. They were all seventh-grade, and the one who had been running around all year round lost to the one who had not yet started his career.
It is indeed a bit embarrassing. It can only be said that the life-threatening sword has been wandering around the world for most of its life and has been used by Tao dogs...
"Thank you, senior, for showing mercy. Only Ziyi can defeat him by half a move." Tantai Ziyi bowed and saluted.
Tantai Ziyi gave Ji Ming Jian enough face, and the steps were paved. The old man of Ji Ming Jian blushed and walked down the slope and said: "Sure enough, he is a master of autumn water. He has learned that autumn water brings innocence. Senior Mo Chenzi deserves to be a master of swordsmanship.
, I didn’t lose unfairly!”
"If you lose, you lose, and you turn out Senior Mo Chenzi to make yourself look embarrassed. How shameless!" Lin Wanshan slapped people in the face without mercy, exposing others' shortcomings.
Lin Wanshan's words were quite hurtful. Old Meng Jian's face turned even redder, he turned around angrily and walked back to the pavilion without saying a word...
Yin Sanshui glared at Lin Wanshan and snorted: "You can't just calm down."
"I haven't eaten well, I'm not full, I can't calm down!" Lin Wanshan replied angrily, arms crossed...