Performance

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Li Jingqiu looked sideways at the martial arts arena in Diaoyan Yuanhuan. An old man with a sword was standing on an independent high platform in the huge palace. The whole person gave people a domineering and domineering feeling. Then he looked at the sword king disciple next to him. The temperament is completely opposite.

Song Linjie's eyes were completely focused on the towering old man. The old man also looked over with bright eyes and gave him what he thought was a kind smile.

The officials outside the railings were also shocked in their hearts, because after reaching a certain level, they only needed to vent their anger to create the unique aura of calmness and self-reliance unique to the Grand Master, not to mention the domineering sword skills that Song Qingtian had already practiced. , and no one dares to suspect disrespect as long as you stop wherever you go.

Song Qingtian said in a shocked voice: "I, the Chengdao Academy, protect the sect of the Chen Kingdom and receive the benefits of a country. If the academy dares to take it, it will naturally have the strength to take it. The disciples chosen by the academy would rather be lacking than excessive. Today's martial arts performance has convinced you all. "

Even in his twilight years, the old man's majestic appearance has not diminished at all and he looked at the disciples in the audience: "Jingqiu, you can do the rest."

The old man stepped flat on his feet, and the center of the high platform cracked, and he walked away carefree.

Jingqiu jumped up to the high platform and said loudly: "Zhou Ying, Xiao Yiyu, come on stage."

The three of them alternated, and two young men jumped onto the high platform. Li Jingqiu fell back three feet away from Ren Shengsheng, and then said: "You can choose your own weapons."

The second son of the Xiao family, who shows off his romantic and dandy appearance, holds a black anaconda sword in his hand, with beads hanging from the tassel. The black gold sword is drawn out with a single call, pointing towards the opposite side.

The person who came to the stage was a man in plain clothes, but if you look closely, the cloth shoes are old and gray. It can be seen that the young people from poor backgrounds have spent all the expenses of their trip on those clothes. They have no money to wear weapons, and some are just desperate.

Zhou Yingren was poor and ambitious, but even though he saw the big world, he still felt calm. He pulled out an ordinary saber from the side of the military rack, and with a concentrated mind, he shouted in a deep voice: "Please!"

Xiao Yiyu, who was born in a big family, still didn't feel the opponent's determination. The golden embroidered sword tassel fluttered back, and the long sword went straight towards the opponent. Zhou Ying opened his steps and twisted the solid stone ground with his back legs. Waiting until When the sword came close, he ducked sideways.

Xiao Yi's jade head failed, so he followed the momentum and chopped it down diagonally.

Zhou Ying struck back, not waiting for the precious long sword to turn, he raised his foot and kicked it out with all his strength. Xiao Yiyu, who was retreating, hurriedly handed out a sword. Zhou Ying lifted the sword from the string and lifted the long sword into the air, holding the saber at his throat.

Xiao Yiyu was in a state of confusion. It took him a while to react, and he looked at the other party's determined eyes with a confused expression.

The two said nothing, raised their hands and stepped off the stage.

All moves fell completely into the eyes of Li Jingqiu, who said calmly: "Xiao Yiyu only regarded it as a gentleman's fight. From the beginning, he never faced the determination in his opponent's heart."

Ren Pingsheng continued: "So no matter how high the martial arts level of the disciples of the great sect is, they will be more likely to capsize once they reach the rivers and lakes. Without experiencing the chilling atmosphere of the border, no matter how powerful the army is, they are just a group of weak soldiers who are strong on the outside but weak on the inside."

Ren Pingsheng called Zhang Ling, but he didn't seem to hear him. It wasn't until the scholar shouted into his ear that he responded.

Zhang Ling rubbed his ears and said softly: "Stop shouting, you can hear me. I'm just experiencing Zhou Ying's mentality when dealing with it."

Ren Pingsheng waved his hand and said disdainfully: "You have never experienced the hardships of ordinary people, so it is difficult to empathize with them."

Zhang Ling shook his head and said, "I understand."

Ren Pingsheng doesn't know its meaning, can he really understand that kind of experience? Or do you just agree with your own statement?

Li Jingqiu shouted to the young people around him: "Mo Li, He Xunfeng."

A disciple dressed in luxurious anointment went up to the high platform with a famous jade ruler sword, raised his forehead high, shook the fire jade symbolizing his identity around his waist with his hand, looked down at the young man in work clothes opposite him, and said with a smile: "I know that you have great martial arts skills and that you are the new giant of the Mo family, but others don't know that my father joined the army as a knight. Now you, the Mo family, are just a lamb surrounded by wolves. Let's see who falls into the mouth. If you If you admit defeat on your own, I can ask my father to surrender to your Mo family. In the future, when you join my He family, your Mo family will have a way forward, and you can continue to be your giant."

A trace of ferocity flashed across Mo Li's face, and he approached the Dandy He family with a hidden smile. The latter thought that this was a sign of surrender. When the two were one foot away from each other, his approachable smile turned into a murderous smile, and he pinched him. Holding He Xunfeng's neck, the latter's weak energy was completely blocked, and he struggled desperately, but it was still in vain.

Li Jingqiu in the audience shouted: "Mo Li, no."

It's not that he is partial to the son of Qi Xiao who joined the army. The people in the academy are not afraid of anyone. But if Mo Li kills him, if he can't protect him, He joins the army and his brain heat will kill him and put the Mo family into a desperate situation.

Mo Li thought about it and threw the damn thing in his hand off the stage.

In a luxurious attic, Chen Liuren in yellow robes watched everything that happened here. Beside him was a groveling eunuch. Song Qingtian, who had left the martial arts arena, was also standing next to him.

Song Qingtian also stared at this side and said: "This Mohist giant came to our academy to find Mo Shoucheng, the predecessor of the Mohist family. He wanted to let the Mohist family gain a foothold in the world again. Some officials have tried to win over him. After all, the Mohist family has created The weapons that come out are better than the Ministry of Industry of a country that specializes in forging weapons."

Chen Liuren's expression did not change. He had been in a high position for a long time and nothing was surprising. He asked, "Then what does Dean Song think I should choose?"

Song Qingtian said calmly: "I think your majesty should not put pressure on the Mo family, but give him protection. Now Mo Li will definitely become a disciple of my academy. Not only does this person's attainments in mechanical skills catch up with those of the older generation, but his martial arts talent is also extremely high." Gao, as long as your majesty treats the Mohist family well, it is hard to say that this Mohist giant will lead the Mohist family to surrender to Chen in the future. But just seeing that he dares to take on the important task of being a Mohist giant, he is also a person who knows the kindness. At least his weight will be greater than that of Chen Guo. A little knight joins the army."

Chen Liuren smiled calmly: "Dean Song's words are not complete. What you said is his future weight, so this is a bet."

Song Qingtian did not hide his partiality and said, "It depends on whether your Majesty dares to take this gamble."

Chen Liuren laughed loudly, pointed at the old man and said, "As expected of you, Dean Song, you dare to express your selfish interests in front of me."

The two people who were as high as Chen Guo suddenly laughed and said nothing, focusing on watching the martial arts field.

The competition between several people in the martial arts arena has ended, and now there are six people left.

At this time, the two people came on stage one after another. Ye Yumi, who was born a wealthy businessman, came up empty-handed. On the other side was Fang Haiding from Qifang Thatched Cottage.

In the audience, even Li Jingqiu tightened his grip on the knife and stared at Fang Haiding on the stage. In the first two games, this man had struck hard. Even if he won, he would still kill him. If he hadn't struck in time, , someone will die today, but who it is is undecided!