Holding the sword and holding the sister away

Although the ranking competition was suspended for a day, the disciples on the main peak did not leave in a hurry. When Fu Yan and Bai Yueli came to the gate of the main hall, they found that many disciples had gathered here in twos and threes.

Of course, they weren't worried about what would happen to Tong Zhen inside, but out of curiosity, they came here to join in the fun.

"Oh, Senior Sister Bai and Fu Yan are here too."

Someone seemed to have spotted the figures of Bai Yueli and Fu Yan, and couldn't help but whispered, and everyone looked over.

"I remember that Tong Zhen and Fu Yan seem to be on good terms, right? Fu Yan is so powerful, do you think she also has some powerful spirit treasure?"

"Improbable... Lingbao is not a Chinese cabbage, how could everyone have one?"

"But Tong Zhen has it, or two!"

"..."

Fu Yan has long been accustomed to looking at her, so naturally she doesn't care what other people think. She looks at Bai Yueli in front of her, not knowing what she wants to do.

Bai Yueli was considered the chief disciple of the Water Ling Sect, so she was naturally qualified to enter the main hall. She signaled Fu Yan to wait outside first, and Bai Yueli walked in directly.

Fu Yan looked at the leaving back, his expression moved slightly.

Time passed little by little, and during the waiting time, Fu Yan even imagined the worst outcome in his mind, but there was still no movement in the hall.

Just when everyone was so curious, they suddenly felt a terrifying force slowly approaching Zhengfeng, Fu Yan was also slightly stunned, and when he raised his eyes, he saw a brown-green figure quickly falling from the sky , the person who came was a middle-aged man, standing firmly in front of the main hall of the Water Lingzong.

He looked hurried, without even looking at the crowd, he broke into the hall directly.

As soon as he entered, the power that was afraid of intimidation finally disappeared slowly, and everyone finally had a chance to breathe a sigh of relief.

"My God, who was that person just now? Why did he just release a little breath at random, and I feel like I'm about to be oppressed and I can't breathe?"

"Me too. It's just too scary. It feels like he can crush me with a random move of his fingers. I've never felt like this before!"

"Could it be a strong man in the Void Transformation Stage?"

"Impossible. Those are the only ones who are strong in our Northern Territory. I have never heard of that person just now, unless he is not a strong man in our Northern Territory."

"..."

As soon as these words were said, everyone was silent, because it was very likely to be the truth.

Fu Yan looked at the back of the man entering the hall, and she also recovered slightly, she also felt the terrifying feeling, is this the gap between the real and strong?

It has to be said that the gap in strength is really unmatched, but she still firmly believes that one day she will be that strong.

No, Fu Yan probably guessed something about this person's identity. He must be from Tong Zhen's family. Although I don't know how he found this place, but since someone from Tong Zhen's family has come, she naturally doesn't like it. There will be some danger.

The Water Ling Sect doesn't have that great ability, dare to easily offend people from outside the domain.

Thinking of this, Fu Yan's heart that had been hanging over him was finally able to calm down. At the same time, he understood that Tong Zhen would not stay here any longer.

Sure enough, as Fu Yan expected, soon an elder came out from the hall, and then dismissed the people outside. The disciples did not dare to disobey, so they could only turn around and leave.

Fu Yan also turned around and returned to her cabin.

Not long after going back, Bai Yueli took Tong Zhen out into the courtyard. Instead of entering the house, she watched Tong Zhen enter the house with a smile.

"Fu Yan!" Tong Zhen shouted.

Fu Yan opened her eyes from meditation, looked at Tong Zhen who ran in, smiled helplessly, and said, "What's wrong?"

Tong Zhen didn't speak, but looked at Fu Yan and laughed twice, and then said directly: "I'm here to say goodbye to you, I'm going home."

"En." Fu Yan nodded.

Children's shoes looked at her puzzled: "I thought you would ask me a bunch of questions, don't you find it curious?"

Fu Yan had already guessed that it was almost inseparable, so there is nothing to be curious about.

"Forget it, forget it, these are not important. You don't know that I will be arrested this time, and I will definitely not be free again. It will be difficult to figure it out again." Tong Zhen waved her hand casually, and said a little frustrated.

Fu Yan stood up slowly: "That's not because your strength is not enough, they are also worried about you, your talent is very high, you have to practice hard when you go back, don't waste it."

"Of course." Tong Zhen tilted her head, seeming to be very pleased with Fu Yan's praise, and finally said: "Next time we meet, I will definitely be stronger than you, and then we will have a good fight!"

Fu Yan nodded, and replied: "Okay."

Before leaving, Tong Zhen did not forget to wave to Fu Yan and Bai Yueli in the yard and said: "If you come to Zhongdu in the future, remember to come to Tong's house to play with me!"

After finishing speaking, Tong Zhen and the middle-aged man who had just appeared in Zhengfeng turned around and left Water Lingzong.

On the way back, Tong Zhen looked at the person beside her aggrievedly, and asked cautiously, "Uncle Wu, can we not go back?"

Wu Qiming sighed, and said helplessly: "My little ancestor, do you know how angry the Patriarch was when he sneaked out this time?"

After saying that, Tong Zhen still said angrily in an instant: "Whoever asked him to point me to a marriage inexplicably, I don't even know who the other party is, so I don't want to get married."

Now it's Wu Qiming's turn to be puzzled: "Who said that?"

"I overheard it." Tong Zhen spoke confidently.

"..."

"This marriage was arranged when Madam was here." Naturally, Wu Qiming knew some of these old things, so he could only explain: "The Patriarch just wants you to meet, if you really don't like it, the Patriarch will treat you Can you really force your love?"

"Who knows?" Tong Zhen still felt aggrieved.

"By the way," Tong Zhen seemed to suddenly think of something again.I couldn't help raising my eyes and looking at the people on the side and said: "I met a friend here, named Fu Yan, I think her swordsmanship is very powerful, very talented, even the resources in the Northern Territory are too poor, I don't know Will she have a chance to come to Zhongdu?"

The two of them, Wu Qiming just glanced casually from a distance, so I don’t know who Tong Zhen is talking about, but in terms of talent, one has a pure Yin body, and the other has mediocre aptitude, so they automatically acquiesce. What Tong Zhen was talking about was the body of pure yin.

"I didn't expect to meet a pure yin body here." Wu Qiming was slightly surprised when he saw Bai Yueli, but he naturally didn't pay much attention to it. It will get twice the result with half the effort, in fact, it is not a useful physique in the later stage, and... it may bring her a huge disaster."

"What?" Tong Zhen didn't understand.

Wu Qiming didn't say much, and changed the subject to: "However, little ancestor, why did you come to the Northern Territory? No wonder the Patriarch's binoculars can't find your breath."

Speaking of this, Tong Zhen immediately felt a little proud: "That's right, I'm not stupid. If I don't run to remote places, it won't be easy for you to catch me back. If it wasn't for my carelessness this time, you would definitely still be there." Can't find me!"

Wu Qiming: "..."

"Do you know how dangerous it is outside? You have just embarked on the road of cultivation, and anyone can kill you." Wu Qiming was also a little startled, after all, Tong Zhen in front of him had just opened up the sea of ​​Qi and entered the consecration period not long ago .

Hearing this, Tong Zhen quickly reached out to cover her ears: "I see, I have heard you say this eight hundred times, Uncle Wu, and my ears are almost callused. Am I doing well? And even the sect just now None of the elite disciples can beat me."

Wu Qiming: "Why don't you compare yourself with those geniuses in Zhongdu?"

"No, they are too perverted!"

……

Seeing Tong Zhen leave, Fu Yan was relieved, but even though she didn't know Tong Zhen's real identity, she didn't have to worry about anything.

"She's from the Zhongdu family." Bai Yueli who was on the side seemed to see something, and couldn't help saying that she was also in the hall just now, so she naturally knew about it.

Fu Yan nodded: "I can guess."

"She is only fourteen this year, and she already has the current level of cultivation." This is the gap.

After finishing speaking, neither of them opened their mouths. Fu Yan looked up, and their eyes collided in the air. She suddenly understood that Bai Yueli's pursuit was the same as her own, and she would definitely not be the little Shui Lingzong. , or this huge northern Fujian region.

Bai Yueli didn't stay in Fu Yan's yard, and soon turned around to go back to practice, but Fu Yan suddenly stopped her: "Senior sister!"

Bai Yueli was slightly stunned, turned her head sideways, and looked at Fu Yan with some doubts.

But Fu Yan walked straight forward, reached out and seemed to take out something from her bosom, and then handed it to Bai Yueli.

Bai Yueli looked at her suspiciously, but she could still see that Fu Yan seemed to have something to give her, after a moment of stunned, she stretched out her palm and slowly placed it under Fu Yan's palm.

The person in front of her suddenly smiled, and the bright smile was a little intoxicating under the sunlight. The moment Bai Yueli panicked, she heard this person's voice next to her ears: "Tomorrow is the last day of the ranking competition. I am the one who congratulates Senior Sister for being honored as the number one in our inner sect again."

After saying that, Fu Yan let go of her hand, and a soft, smooth and cool feeling came from the palm of her hand instantly. Bai Yueli looked down and saw a jade-colored tassel lying quietly on the palm of her hand.

In fact, this red sword tassel was prepared by Fu Yan for herself. After all, she made a scabbard for her Linglong sword, and it would be the best to match it with a sword tassel.

But just now, when she looked at Bai Yueli, she had the urge to give it away. After all, Bai Yueli had helped her a lot all along. Sui took it out.

Everyone knows that the highlight of tomorrow's final is the competition between Bai Yueli and Yu Heng for the first place. Fu Yan believes that the person in front of him will win.

"Thank you." Bai Yueli put away the red sword tassel, raised her eyes to look at Fu Yan in front of her after a while, and thanked her aloud.

After Bai Yueli left, Fu Yan didn't delay, and quickly went back to the room to continue practicing her body skills. She felt that she was about to break through the first level, and it was only a matter of time.

The day flies by.

The final of the Water Lingzong Inner Sect Ranking Contest kicked off again.

Although Tong Zhen's gap yesterday made everyone still obsessed with it, it didn't affect everyone's excitement in the slightest.

In Fu Yan's first match, he faced a person who was ranked 52 in the previous competition.

Suddenly, the higher the ranking, the stronger the strength. Fu Yan also exhausted all his strength to finally beat his opponent by luck and successfully entered the next round.

Judging from the current situation, Fu Yan has already entered the top [-] of this ranking competition, and the remaining opponents are almost all peak cultivation in the late stage of consecration. Just looking at it makes people feel very headache.

"Next match, Fu Yan vs. Xia Ningsheng!"

After resting for about half an hour since the last match, Fu Yan played again, and this time her opponent was Xia Ningsheng, who was ranked 35.

On the huge competition stage, Fu Yan held her sword and looked at Xia Ningsheng who was facing him. The opponent was also a sword repairman with excellent sword skills and the peak strength in the later stage of consecration. She felt that she was less than [-]% sure of winning.

But no matter what, you have to fight well, and you can't leave any regrets in the competition.

Thinking of this, after the two saluted each other, Fu Yan directly grasped the exquisite broken sword and quickly attacked the opponent.

Xia Ningsheng raised his sword to block the overwhelming attack, and huge calcium carbide sparks quickly sparked between the two swords, and the ferocious and ear-piercing victory spread throughout the dojo.

It was so hot that everyone couldn't help but be silent.

"Although this Fu Yan is the biggest dark horse this year, I really thought that she could actually make it all the way here."

"Indeed, I thought she would be able to rank around fifty or sixty, but now, no matter whether she wins or loses, she is already in the top fifty."

"This match should be difficult. After all, the opponent is Xia Ningsheng, who is ranked 35."

"Indeed, but it can't be too absolute. What if she still has some huge backhand? It didn't happen several times before."

"...Improbable, I think she should have used all her strength."

……

Fu Yan had already used all her strength in the last round, and the only thing she could do now was the second form of the Wuhuan Sword, but it was far from enough to deal with Xia Ningsheng.

After the two people on the field pulled three or four moves, they quickly opened the distance between them. Fu Yan didn't care about the sweat on her forehead. She felt that she couldn't take it off. The other party's real essence was stronger than her own. , she is exhausted.

Thinking of this, Fu Yan didn't have any hesitation, and directly held the sword again, and the surrounding air quickly began to flow rapidly, as if there were countless sword blades rushing from all directions.

That's right, Fu Yan was going to fight Xia Ningsheng to decide the outcome, so she directly used her most powerful sword move, the second form of the Wuhuan Sword, phantom shape!

Xia Ningsheng on the opposite side was not careless, he also moved quickly, his sharp face seemed to be coated with a layer of golden light, which was extraordinarily dazzling.

"Golden cut!"

Xia Ningsheng let out a soft snort, and swept his sword across the surroundings, the dazzling light exploded immediately, Fu Yan only felt that her sword moves were about to collapse, so she could only inject her true energy again, and exhausted her last strength.

The moment the two swords collided, a huge vortex of true essence came from the huge competition stage, as if it wanted to suck people into another space, which was extremely scary.

When everyone reacted again, they saw that Fu Yan on the far right was already holding the Linglong sword with one hand, and his body was a little precarious, as if he would fall down at any time.

On the other side, Xia Ningsheng stood there peacefully.

Fu Yan smiled wryly, then looked at the elder deacon, expressing that he had no fighting ability, the latter understood, and walked up directly, and shouted to everyone.

"Xia Ningsheng wins!"

After saying that, Xia Ningsheng came over from the opposite side. He glanced at Fu Yan and asked, "Are you all right?"

Fu Yan shook her head and said, "It's okay."

"Don't be sad, your strength is already very good. I believe that if we are of the same level of cultivation, it will be hard to say whether we will win or lose." Xia Ningsheng said sincerely.

Fu Yan smiled and felt that she could finally stand up after a while. She looked up at the other party and said, "Thank you."

Soon, the two left the field.

Next, Fu Yan lost another game, which indicated that she had already been eliminated. Judging from the current total competition, her ranking has basically stabilized, exactly No. 40 and seventh.

All in all, Fu Yan is quite satisfied.

As time passed, the top ten list of this year's ranking competition soon came out, namely Bai Yueli, Yu Heng, Chen Jun...

In the afternoon, it was a wheel battle among ten of them, and they were eliminated one by one. The winner in the end was the No.1 inner sect of this session.

Because Fu Yan's mind was on her own competition all morning, she didn't pay attention to Bai Yueli's competition, so after lunch at noon, she came to the competition field early, ready to observe the top ten contestants. Contest.

The top ten competitions are always the most exciting, and they are also the most anticipated time. The entire audience has already been bustling with excitement.

"Ahhh!! It's finally the last moment, I can't do it, I'm so excited!!"

"Me too. I didn't even eat lunch. I just sat here and waited. Thinking about it makes my heart surge. I wish I could stand there anytime!"

"Hahaha, go back to sleep, there is everything in the dream."

"Hey, I want to beat you!"

……

After Fu Yan found a place to sit down, he waited for the game to start.

It didn't take long for people to wait, and soon a deacon elder came to the stage to announce that the final finals had officially begun.

The first match was Yu Hang vs. Lin Zihao.

This was the second and third place in the last session. It was such an exciting match, which naturally attracted everyone's attention. Fu Yan also carefully analyzed the battle situation while watching.

After about one stick of incense, there was finally a winner on the stage. Not surprisingly, Yu Heng was slightly better.

After two more games, Fu Yan finally heard a familiar voice.

"Next time, Bai Yueli vs Liu Xu!"

As soon as the elder deacon's words fell, Fu Yan saw Bai Yueli's figure slowly walking towards the competition stage, and suddenly a touch of red came into view.

When Fu Yan looked at the red spikes on the Yue Yaojian, for some reason, the corners of her mouth rose slightly for no reason, and the bad mood of losing two competitions in a row was also swept away.

The afternoon sun shone lightly on every corner of the ashram, making it very warm and comfortable.

Today's sunshine is just right, Fu Yan thought.