The system is invincible, but this kitten is very depressed

There were still three days before the auction. Zhang Shan was so bored that he threw the poetry collection in his hand into the space and looked at his disciple who was meditating.

"Xiaoxi, how are you practicing your body skills?"

Yang Yanxi rolled his eyes and said: "I have mastered the body movements and steps that do not require internal strength, but I have not practiced them, so I don't know how effective they will be."

Zhang Shan saw the eagerness in his eyes and said excitedly.

"go!"

Before the master and disciple entered Jingyun Tower, they heard bursts of good sounds coming from inside.

Jingyun Tower has three floors in total. The first floor is for martial arts competitions, the second floor is for poetry writing, and the third floor is not open to the public.

In the arena on the first floor, a white-faced man with a sword and a black-faced man with a sword were fighting.

The one holding the sword turned around and swiped the sword, and the black face blocked it with a horizontal sword, and then gave the white face a sweeping kick. The white face jumped into the air to dodge, and then feinted with the forward thrust. Unexpectedly, the opponent saw through it, and the black face did not retreat but moved forward. , pushed away the sword with one knife, and a black tiger stole the heart with the other hand. Facing the threat that was approaching Chi Chi, Bai Lian decisively retreated to dodge, sheathed the sword and raised his arms to resist...

The sound of weapons clashing was clanging, sparks flew out from time to time, and the audience cheered loudly.

In the end, the black-faced man with the knife was the better one and said he would give in. Under the praise of everyone, the orangutan beat his chest and laughed wildly.

"Hahaha, who else? Who else?"

Once the villain's oath is made, someone must respond.

"Hei Kui is not going to be arrogant!"

A disciple of the sect wearing a green shirt showed an upright look on his face and performed elegant Qinggong. He immediately received bursts of cheers from the crowd.

"Rejuvenating Sect Li Yaoshu is here for a while!"

The thunder was loud but the raindrops were small. In less than three rounds, Yao Shu was knocked away by a knife, fell into the crowd, and left in despair.

The melon-eating crowd cheered for the winner and paid no attention to the Hui Chun Sect disciple.

Black Kui continues his ape chest-beating and villainous oaths.

Three or four more came up in a row, and three or four more walked away in despair.

Finally, amidst Heikui's wild laughter, the protagonist appeared.

Qinggong entered the stage again. The elegant and free figure in indigo, the handsome and determined face, and the calm confidence between the brows attracted cheers from the melon-eating crowd, especially women.

The young and handsome protagonist clasped his fists, and a calm and powerful young male voice sounded on the scene.

"He Zijun of the Minshan sect!"

Zhang Shan listened to the familiar voice and looked at the familiar face. Even though she was blind, she thought for a long time and finally pulled the person out of her memories.

That pair of brothers and sisters who want to catch "ghosts"!

Zhang Shan scanned around the audience and found the kind and lovely junior sister. She was holding a red whip and wearing a red outfit. She had an almond-shaped face and peach blossom eyes. She was stunning, charming, and generous, but she was still so charming!

After not seeing each other for several months, the girl became much more stable. With a faint smile on her face, she looked at the high-spirited senior brother on the stage.

On the stage, He Zijun and Hei Kui had already opened up.

Facing Hei Kui's attacks, He Zijun's every move was as confident and steady as the one on his brow, calm and effortless.

Heikui became anxious and used his famous stunt. The orangutan beat its chest, roared, and charged at the opponent.

The villain is always defeated by the protagonist who represents justice in the end.

Heikui gradually showed his defeat, and became extremely anxious. Finally, he became cruel and secretly made a small move.

Hei Kui was defeated in the end and was kicked off the ring by He Zijun. He ran away in panic amidst everyone's scolding.

The protagonist smiled and raised his hands to the audience. He was dazzling and conspicuous, causing the fans to scream.

Some people cheered, while others were jealous, and they all stepped forward to show off their skills.

Enter the venue with a high profile, but return in vain.

Zhang Shan pushed Yang Yanxi, indicating that it was his turn to play.

Yang Yanxi looked at the dazzling He Zijun on the stage, took a deep breath, and shouted loudly.

"Yang Yanxi, come here for a while!"

Listening to this too childish voice, the melon-eating crowd was stunned. The scene suddenly became silent, and the confused people looked towards the source of the sound.

I saw a young boy wearing black shorts and holding a wooden sword in his hand. He stood tall and looked firmly at He Zijun on the stage.

Everyone laughed and mocked the little baby for playing with the wooden sword.

The two people's eyes met, and He Zijun still smiled, without any look of contempt.

"It is said that a hero comes from a young age. Brother Yang dares to come and compete at such a young age. He admires him!"

He Zijun bowed his hands to the other party.

Yang Yanxi walked along the path opened by the crowd, supported the ring with one hand, turned over, and raised her hand to He Zijun with a serious expression.

"please!"

He Zijun drew his sword with dignity.

"Little brother Yang, take action!"

Yang Yanxi raised his sword and stabbed him, but not surprisingly, he was gently blocked by the opponent.

The other party deliberately released the water and did not fight back.

He then sheathed his sword and attacked again. The moves he used were all basic picks, chops, chops, teases, thrusts, and points, but he danced with great solemnity, as if he contained the meaning of the most simple martial arts.

He Zijun showed some appreciation in his eyes and started to take action.

"Little brother Yang, be careful!"

Yang Yanxi looked solemn and stopped attacking. He protected his wooden sword on his chest and put on a defensive stance.

He Zijun's attack was not very fast, and Yang Yanxi easily dodged it. As he dodged the attacks one after another, He Zijun's speed became faster and faster. Seeing that Yang Yanxi was able to evade the attack with such cunning, he was a little surprised in his eyes. Then the sword power became a little more fierce.

Yang Yanxi followed the sword's movement to dodge the attack. Sweat flowed down her face. Her physical strength was also a little weak. The situation gradually became passive.

In the end, He Zijun struck a sword in front of Yang Yanxi, and Yang Yanxi was defeated.

He Zijun put away his sword and asked with a smile: "I wonder where little brother Yang learned from? This body technique changes so wonderfully that no one can get close to it."

Yang Yanxi took a breath and said: "This body technique was taught by my master. The master lives in seclusion in the world and does not like to be disturbed. It is inconvenient to reveal his identity. Please forgive me, Brother He."

He Zijun said: "All masters are like this, little brother Yang, there is no need to say more, I understand!"

"I'm going down first."

Yang Yanxi cupped his hands and was about to go down when suddenly a voice floated over.

"Hahaha, little baby, let's go with Pindao!"

A gust of wind passed by, opened the window, and flew away.

In the blink of an eye, Yang Yanxi disappeared.

Zhang Shan's eyes widened and he looked at the crackling window.

Damn it! It's a big loss, the apprentice was kidnapped by a bad old man!

Snatch the person back or change the number and reopen?