not immortal

In full view of everyone, Jiang Xu leaped onto the stage with his sword on his back, and saw a cloth-clothed swordsman standing on the Yangyu eyes of the Yin-Yang Taiji diagram. Seeing him on the stage, his eyes showed some disdain, but he still clasped his fists and said : "Tan Ying of the Liuyun Sword Sect, please advise."

Jiang Xu could only feel that his palms were sweating uncontrollably, and the eyes of his surroundings fell on his body as if they were real, most of them were watching the excitement - after all, this battle was not suspenseful in the eyes of everyone, even though this Tan Ying was not really What kind of character, but it is more than enough to beat a well-known monk.

While thinking about it, Jiang Xu clearly saw the person opposite frowned, and then he slowly raised his hands and cupped his fists, and said in a tense tone: "Wujizong Jiang Xu, please advise."

Before he finished speaking, he caught a glimpse of a sharp sword slashing straight at the door in front of him from the corner of the eye. Jiang Xu was startled, but still dodged the blow nimbly, and stood firm on the edge of the stage dangerously.

Isn't this cheating!

He cursed secretly in his heart, Tan Ying didn't give him a chance to react at all, and stabbed with a sharp sword without any gaps. For a while, Jiang Xu could only run around the stage in embarrassment, as if it was very difficult to parry.

There was a lot of discussion in the audience for a while, many people shook their heads and whispered inwardly, all with a look of understanding, thinking that this result will not be unexpected by everyone, and some people have even asserted that within half a stick of incense, this competition will end There is a result.

There are also some bold ones, who have already cast their eyes on everyone in the Wuji Sect: the number one sect in the world, there is such a low-level cultivator, it is said that he is still the head of the sect?

Compared with Yan Sui, it doesn't look like a master taught him.

However, the expressions of the members of the Wuji Sect could be considered calm. Cheng Yan rubbed his chin and watched for a while, and even watched with relish: "Junior brother Jiang has never experienced a serious discussion of the classics, so I was thinking just now, he must You're going to suffer a lot."

He stood side by side with Yan Sui in the most conspicuous position. In fact, he has a very good appearance. Although he is not as good as Yan Sui, he can be regarded as having clear eyebrows, a graceful posture, and wearing a red dress is very eye-catching. It's no wonder that she is often compared to a flower peacock by Ya, but now she has a slightly frivolous smile, which puzzles the onlookers who are looking at her.

You are about to lose on stage, but can you still laugh?

Ya Chi, who had been silently paying attention to the stage, laughed, and the voice spread in a moderate voice: "Liuyun Sword is famous for being agile and hard to defend. It was caught off guard at first, but unfortunately the first blow failed to break Junior Brother Jiang's rhythm. It will be even more impossible after that.”

Suddenly there was a voice whispering next to him: "You don't need to say such big words to save face. Doesn't the number one case in the world even have the courage to lose a game?"

While talking around the stove, I saw the most conspicuous figure in the middle turning his head unhurriedly, and glanced towards this side with a smile in his eyes. It was obviously an extremely warm expression, but it made people chill for no reason, and he silently shut his mouth .

"It really doesn't matter if you lose a game," Yan Sui's eyes always fell on the point where the two of them would land each time, "but this Liuyun sword is famous for its lightness, but even a piece of the junior brother's clothes is not enough." Didn't touch it."

On the stage, sword lights intersected, and Jiang Xu calmly observed every time his opponent raised his hand and swung his sword. Although his feet still seemed a little flustered, his breath had become much calmer. Tan Ying's offensive was very fast, and he made a little flustered intentionally. With a look on his face, he retreated to the edge of the stage, only to see that Tan Ying followed up, the long sword in his hand glowed with a faint light, obviously poured with a lot of spiritual power, and wanted to knock himself off the stage with one blow.

Tch, Jiang Xu secretly glanced at his mouth, this speed is not as fast as that time when Senior Brother Cheng stole his wine and was chased away two hills.

There were booing-like boos from the audience behind him, and besides that, there was a faintly familiar chuckle, but Jiang Xu didn't have the energy to care about these at all. When he landed the last kick, his calf suddenly twitched. Spinning into the air, the whole person turned around and passed the point of sword light, and then touched behind him with his backhand, and there was a clanging sound of the sword, and the snow-bright sword light fell all over the ground.

Someone in the audience praised and shouted: "Good sword!"

"Heh," Yan Sui's laugh was much more obvious, and his voice was accompanied by Jian Guangqing Lingling, "I learned this trick from Ya."

"I never taught him," Ya shrugged, and looked approvingly at Jiang Xu, who had already stood firmly behind Tan Ying, "He often sits by the side and watches us compete, and I don't know how many teachers he secretly stole."

There have been many unbelievable voices around: "How is it possible? Didn't he say that he is the weakest one in the Wuji Sect? He was obviously about to lose just now..."

Cheng Yan stretched carelessly, and his voice floated far away: "Oh, this Wuji sect is the weakest, not the weakest in the whole world. How many people want to join my Wuji sect but can't, why is it so strange?"

"Okay, Cheng Jianyu," Yan Sui stopped tepidly, "it's not over yet."

"Didn't you say it doesn't matter if you win or lose?" Cheng Yan said so, but he still watched it seriously again, "Besides, Junior Brother Jiang's performance in this round is already impressive."

"His skill is still not as good as his opponent's." Ya calmly analyzed with folded hands, "Although his mind is good, the gap lies here. This round has not yet been decided."

not to mention……

As she thought about it, she turned her head and glanced at Yan Sui, only to see that the other party also frowned slightly. Although he was calm, he had obviously guessed the ending.

Ya couldn't help shaking her head secretly.

Jiang Xu's heart is soft, this is the biggest flaw.

Duan Shanhe stabbed Tan Ying's neck neatly, but paused at the last moment. Even though he knew that this sword would not hurt anyone, Jiang Xu still hesitated, and it was only for a moment. Tan Ying quickly dodged to the side, and blocked with his sword with his backhand. After the crisp collision sound, he involuntarily took two steps back and stopped at the edge of the table.

"Good sword!" His eyes rested on Duan Shanhe's sword with fiery eyes, and then said coldly, "You are not worthy of it."

Jiang Xu managed not to roll his eyes at him. With a twist of his wrist, he swung Tan Ying's sword away, leaned forward, and said coldly, "It's up to you to say whether you deserve it or not!"

Anyway, the outcome of this game has been decided, and Tan Ying's strength is mediocre, and now only half of his foot is on the stage. In the collision just now, Duan Shanhe was in his hand, so Jiang Xu naturally had the upper hand, but even so, his arm A burst of numbness, just need to add another palm——

A contemptuous smile appeared on Tan Ying's face: "Naive, do you think you can win?"

He took the initiative to grab Jiang Xu's palm, threw his body back, and brought Jiang Xu to the outside. The force was so strong that Jiang Xu couldn't break free at all. In the blink of an eye, only countless exclamations from the audience could be heard. Jiang Xu He couldn't help swearing in a low voice.

You should just poke it straight up!

This time, I can only throw a mess with this bad-hearted guy, he thought so, but suddenly there was a sound of breaking through the air beside him, and one foot stepped heavily on Tan Ying's forearm that was tightly holding on to him , followed by the clear sound of bones breaking and Tan Ying's muffled groan, the strength on his wrist was loosened, and before he could react, he slammed straight into a warm embrace.

It's Yan Sui.

You don't need to raise your head to tell, Jiang Xu blinked slowly, and felt that Yan Sui was hit by himself and flew back a little before slowly falling to the ground. An emotional voice read: "This game, a draw——"

He felt Yan Sui pat him on the back lightly, and his nose felt sore for no reason.

"Brother," he said vaguely, tugging at Yan Sui's sleeve, "I was careless."

Yan Sui's embrace was about to break apart at the touch of a touch—the crowd, after all, still restrained a lot, he hissed in relief: "It's the first time to compete on stage, and it's already very good."

After he finished speaking, he deeply grasped Jiang Xu's wrist, which had been scratched with obvious marks before, and rubbed the spiritual power along his fingertips to seep into the red skin. Jiang Xu's expression was still gentle and harmless: "That person can't afford to lose, so you see, you can."

"but--"

But still failed to win the first game.

Jiang Xu opened his mouth, but before he could say anything, Cheng Yan on the side also came over, stared at the low pressure around Yan Suizhou and stretched out his hand to pat him on the shoulder: "Don't worry, Junior Brother Jiang, you still This is the first time I have experienced this kind of serious discussion, normal, normal!"

"If I touch him," Ya also came over and smiled at him with relief, "I will definitely smash him into eight pieces."

However, Jiang Xu is someone who can't listen to comfort. His nose was sore, and his eyes started to heat up. He mumbled: "If I have more confidence in that sword, I will win."

"These are not big problems," Yan Sui leaned over to coax him in a low voice, his voice so low that only he could hear, "Xu Xu is kind-hearted, but he is too despicable, well, don't be red-eyed, senior brother will take you there first Look elsewhere."

Jiang Xu could only nod his head and let Yan Sui circle his wrists to walk out. The spiritual power continuously penetrated into the red marks, and quickly wiped away the marks left by others. Yan Sui's Only then did his eyes soften a little, he led Jiang Xu away from the bustling ashram, finally stopped in a secluded place, turned around and stroked Jiang Xu's raised hair, and said with a light smile, "Is it better now?"

Jiang Xu answered slowly, he didn't want to cry now, but his face was still flustered with heat: "I told everyone to watch a joke."

I'm afraid that it won't be long before someone will say that he was beaten to tears during the competition.

But Yan Sui understood what he was feeling sad for, and he said slowly, "Xu Xu doesn't need to blame himself, the tie in the first round was beyond everyone's expectations, and there is still a lot of time to come." Here, there is no need to rush."

Jiang Xu first responded, and then showed a little confused expression: "But I went up to a sparring session by myself, and I still don't quite understand why this sparring session can... find the way?"

It seems that he just went up and walked for a while, for the sake of winning or losing. The so-called Dao Xin is still unclear, and he can't even touch a shadow.

Yan Sui laughed, and asked him back: "Xu Xu thinks, what about Tan Ying?"

Jiang Xu said without hesitation: "He has good strength, but he acts impetuously and aggressively, and he also likes to play sneak attacks."

After a pause, he added angrily, "He still can't afford to lose!"

"Yes," Yan Sui rubbed his warm wrist lightly, his eyes darkened, "Xu Xu doesn't approve of him."

"How could anyone approve of this style of behavior."

Jiang Xu murmured and raised his head, his words were insignificantly paused, and then he realized that he was pulled into a secluded corner by Yan Sui, and there was no one around, only the slightly hot wind passing through the forest, blowing Yan Sui's temples A little broken hair.

It was a little too close, he stared blankly at Yan Sui's light red thin lips, and swallowed dryly.

It's just... overwhelming.

But Yan Sui just continued with a calm expression: "Some people just think this is right. Dao Xin Dao Xin, Xinxing is also a part of Dao Xin."

He lowered his head slightly, his eyes were gentle, and there were many things Jiang Xu couldn't understand, and he made a low nasal voice.

"what happened?"

Jiang Xu shook his head and said in a shy voice: "I understand. What the senior brother wants to say is that during this exchange of lessons, I actually understand that this behavior is not the way I agree with."

Yan Sui laughed approvingly: "What else?"

Jiang Xu shook his head nonchalantly, only feeling that his whole body was burning hot.

Where else do you want more?

It's pretty good to be able to hold yourself back.

old age

Although the Wuji Sect is the weakest, but the usual comparison of combat power is with people like Yan Sui Chengyan...