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Chapter 23, The Second Round of the Treasure Hunting Conference
The rooster crows in the morning.A ray of dawn shot at Tan Longcheng again, and Meng Jingye also stopped dancing his sword. At this moment, he was already able to use the Luoying sword technique very flexibly, with every swing and movement as instinctive.Meng Jingye looked at her sloppy self, the rags on her body had not been replaced, and there were countless bandages still wrapped around her body, but she no longer felt the pain.Meng Jingye went out to buy a set of clothes and washed them at home.So I changed into the newly bought clothes and went to the school grounds, but I didn't bring my saber, because the Luoying sword technique is the housekeeping skill of the Luoying sword school, you use it, what are you doing?Isn't it courting death?Still can only rely on their own fists to fight.

When they arrived at the school grounds, Meng Jingye realized that there were more people today than yesterday!Yesterday there were 1000 contestants, dozens of leaders from various sects, and thousands of onlookers. Today's scene may have tens of thousands of people.Meng Jingye went straight to watch her match, today there were only two signs, the north and the south were separated, Meng Jingye found herself on the south one, she was in the 5th place, the person against was Chen Jiale, a second-rate mid-level, and behind herself wrote With the words "second-rate and inferior", he asked the person next to him: "Brother, I don't understand some things, can you ask me?" It was a middle-aged man dressed as a Confucian scholar who heard Meng Jingye asking He also politely replied: "Please ask." Seeing that the middle-aged Confucian scholar was willing to answer her own question, Meng Jingye immediately asked, "What is the division of power in this Jianghu? What is the basis?" The middle-aged Confucian scholar thought for a while, and said at the beginning: "Generally, if you don't enter the top class, you don't have internal strength. For beginners, third-rate people have internal strength for 5 to 10 years, and second-rate people have 10-20 years. You have to have more than 30 years of internal strength, and the first-class threshold is 50 years. If you are super first-class, you can’t tell! There is no definite number!” Meng Jingye nodded, and the middle-aged Confucian scholar said: “But, this so-called internal strength is not limited. It must be so much, but the average level of martial arts in the world is the standard. If you are advanced in martial arts, your internal strength will be more pure, and some even have 1 block 5, but this is even more difficult! I'm afraid It’s because some people can’t practice a few levels in a lifetime, and they don’t necessarily learn a lot of general martial arts. Hey, martial arts is just for hard work!” The middle-aged Confucian scholar walked away leisurely, Meng Jingye looked at the middle-aged Confucian scholar’s A bow from the back is a gesture of gratitude.

When Meng Jingye came to the ring, there was only one referee waiting there quietly, calling Meng Jingye's name, and then the two of them quietly waited for Chen Jiale's arrival, but after waiting, Chen Jiale still hadn't arrived, so The referee left the field, went to the high platform to ask, and came back and said to Meng Jingye: "Chen Jiale has not yet arrived, you will be promoted automatically!" After speaking, Chen Jiale's name was crossed out heavily, and then left.

Meng Jingye also left the stage. At this moment, he suddenly heard the cheers of the crowd!Looking around, I saw a handsome man, dressed in white, dragging a 2-meter-long sword, slowly walked onto the ring, with a faint smile on his face, neither happy nor sad, the crowd cheered even louder!This man is Marriott!The disciple of Luoying Shenjianmen!

Wan Hao's opponent was a disciple of the Golden Blade Sect. He had a bitter look on his face and said, "I never expected that I would meet you!" Wan Hao glanced at him and said softly, "Yes, Zhulang, you will stop here! What a pity. .You can be in the top 50!"

The referee gave a start, and Zhulang yelled loudly, thick steam rose from his body, like smoke rising, and a big knife suddenly shone brightly! "I only have one move! Break!" Zhulang used the strongest move of the Mountain Cleave Sword Technique "Dragon Raises its Head".The golden sword glow ran towards Wan Hao like a writhing dragon, Wan Hao shook his head, and said, "It's a pity, if Rashomon was a junior high school move, it would be a five-clawed golden dragon, so you are the three-clawed one? "After speaking, he held up the 2-meter-long sword and stabbed straight at the flying golden dragon. The petals suddenly appeared, and then suddenly accelerated, like rain hitting a plantain, and the golden dragon was shot to pieces, but the speed was still not stopped, and he spat out a mouthful Blood, said: "I lost!" Wan Hao nodded and said: "It's a pity." Then he turned his head and left the stage, and the cheers from the surrounding people sounded again.Zhulang's body seemed to have lost all support, and there was a snap.fell to the ground.Several disciples of the Yaowang Sect hurried up to stop the bleeding and heal his wounds.

Meng Jingye also saw everything in her eyes. What Wan Hao used did not seem to be the Luoying swordsmanship, but its power was stronger than the Luoying swordsmanship, but she never received any reminders.Meng Jingye frowned secretly.

On the other side, a golden light from Rashomon, with a five-clawed golden dragon, knocked a woman holding two swords to the ground with a single blow. She had no intention of Liang Xiangxiyu at all. Looking at Wanhao who also stepped down, the two People nod to each other.The opponent of Han from the Xueshan faction seemed to be seriously injured. Before Aohan could make a move, he forcefully exercised his kung fu, and then vomited blood and fell to the ground. Everyone was dumbfounded.Ao Han was the same, holding his sword on guard, and stood for a long time before the referee realized that this was not a tactic, but really fell down, and then asked someone to lift the man down.

All three of them won easily, the only exception being Dangdang of the Yijian School. Her opponent was a deaf-mute girl with a Guqin on her back. A long knife slashed at Dangdang as the sound of the piano spread, but Dangdang also danced with a sword, and the bones and skeletons around it were silently reduced to ashes. Just as the ashes were about to fall to the ground, they And quietly disappeared.

Lian Xin jumped up against the table, and said: "It's really heaven to kill Jiuqin! It's really heaven to kill Jiuqin!" She was shocked and afraid, "Could it be the heir of the weeping old man? The old man who should have been buried long ago. There is still a heir to the world! "Fang Qing hurriedly stopped Lian Xin who was about to rush down, and said with relief: "Don't worry, don't worry, this deaf-mute girl is very measured, her internal energy is much stronger than Dangdang, if she doesn't restrain herself, Dangdang may have already died Losing, and she will be seriously injured, what she is doing now is nothing more than trying to exhaust Dangdang's internal strength and let him retreat, and also to show us that she has no malicious intentions!" "But..." Lian Xin wanted to say something, but was stopped by Fang Qing, and said: "Don't bring up the past again." Lian Xin also sat down in her seat dejectedly.Focusing on the game on the field, it seems to be more nervous than Dangdang who is actually competing!
The deaf-mute girl fiddled with the guqin again, and the bone skeletons still appeared, but the number and speed remained unchanged. The circle has been getting smaller and smaller, Dangdang is helpless, the same is a sonic attack, knowing that the opponent wants to consume his internal energy, but he has to confront him, Dangdang now also knows the opponent's internal strength, I am afraid it is far better than himself , I was afraid that the defeat was already decided, so I sighed, admitted defeat generously, and jumped off the stage, Lian Xin hurried over to check Dangdang's body, and found that there was no problem except for the exhaustion of internal energy, so she let go He breathed a sigh of relief, but looked at the deaf-mute girl who put away the piano and was about to end.

(End of this chapter)