Li Yi looked at Wang Daoping, who was a little distracted, and said. "She didn't kill you. Maybe she fell in love with you at first sight. Wang Daoping, it seems that you are lucky."
Wang Daoping pushed Li Yi. "Go, go, go, when did you, who is so taciturn, like to talk nonsense so much?"
Li Yi smiled. "That's all, don't say this, lest you can't stand the stimulation and commit suicide. I can't afford to be such a sinner."
Wang Daoping rolled his eyes and ignored it.
Li Yi raised his head and looked ahead and said. "You said that everyone in this audience is eagerly looking forward to it. Who has the best chance of winning the title?"
"Those seniors don't care about false reputations at all. Besides, it would be embarrassing to argue with a group of young people, and they might be laughed at. So now only those young people are left. Some of them I dare not say, but most of them They are all just showy tricks and don’t have much strength.”
Wang Daoping said, suddenly turning his head to look at Li Yi. "So, believe it or not, if I go up there, the leader will definitely be me."
Li Yi rolled his eyes at Wang Daoping. "Not to mention whether there are countless cultivators in the world, just from what I see now, there are probably more than a hundred of them. Even if you are a genius, how can you still stand out from these people?"
Wang Daoping frowned and snapped his fingers. "Otherwise, how about we make a bet?"
"What are you betting on?" Li Yi looked at Wang Daoping, smiled and reached out to take away the pot of wine.
Wang Daoping thought for a while and said. "I haven't thought about it yet, but there's no need to gamble. If you do, you'll lose your pants."
Li Yi rolled his eyes, and Wang Daoping pointed forward again. "The most powerful people present are the five. Of course, I'm talking about the young people. As for the old people at the front desk who don't know which family sect elders they are, it's not their turn."
"I'm not afraid that they will criticize you verbally and punish you for the crime of disrespect. Wang Daoping has the guts."
Wang Daoping ignored him and continued. "Xu Chong, who wields the full-moon scimitar, is good. Zhao Yuanyuan, who wields the rapier, is also good. Zhu Dahai, who wields the sword, is a little better. There are two left. Wang Linghua, who is unarmed, didn't notice. The one next to us is probably Not low either.”
Li Yi thought for a long time before he figured out who he was talking about next to.
However, who else could it be but the girl who caught Wang Daoping's shot at the foot of the back mountain?
"That's right, she! She should be very strong." Li Yi said.
"But you have to believe that she will definitely not take action."
"Why?"
"Why else! Girls have a very strong sixth sense, known as intuition. My 108th sense is also very strong, so I named it Wanwutong. Do you think it's okay?"
Li Yi rolled his eyes and treated him as Wang Daoping farted.
Wang Daoping seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly stood up, pulled out a wooden stick from the pile of debris behind him, jumped up in front of Li Yi's astonished eyes, jumped onto the ring on everyone's shoulders, and stood on the side of the stick.
"My majesty, Wang Daoping, I just saw how wonderful you all fought, and I am yearning for it. If you dare, come and give it a try. I wonder which knight dares to come up and give it a try?"
Li Yi smiled and shook his head. "It's really you, and you're not afraid of exposing our current location. It would be terrible if Shadow finds out."
Zhu Dahai looked at Wang Daoping on the ring, raised the knife and put it on his shoulder, and said. "My little brother is very high-spirited! I just don't know if he really has that ability, that's all! Lao Zhu is here to ask for advice."
With that said, he had already jumped towards the ring.
Zhu Dahai raised his arm to draw the sword, leaving no backhand as soon as he made the move. It was a fierce and domineering sword technique that fell from the sky, and the emphasis was on the word "fierce".
Wang Daoping swung out his stick, and the stick slashed left and right with ease.
This is his self-created marksmanship, which is famous for its lightness and flexibility, and it just restrains Zhu Dahai's fierce and domineering style.
Zhu Dahai slightly tightened his grip on the knife in his hand, but he didn't know whether it was because of nervousness or something else. In these few quarters of an hour, his palms were already covered in sweat.
Wang Daoping slashed his chin with a stick, and he retreated to the outside of the ring. His martial arts skills were already slightly brightened around him.
But Wang Daoping didn't seem to be afraid. He swung the wooden stick high and smashed it down with a clean and neat movement.
Zhu Dahai only felt that a domineering force seemed to fall from the sky, changing the light route before, and heading straight for his face.
He hurriedly walked back, smashed the wooden stick on the ground, and instantly bounced up and shot over.
Zhu Dahai raised his sword high and was about to swing it down when the wooden stick had already arrived in front of him, rising slightly and directly touching his stomach.
When he swung the knife down hard, Wang Daoping had already pushed him forward, lifted him up, pushed him forward again, and threw him outside the ring.
Seeing this scene, everyone around them burst into applause after a moment of silence.
Li Yi turned around and looked, and the girl also clapped her hands.
Wang Daoping said. "I accept it, Brother Zhu."
Zhu Dahai cupped his hands. "Skills are inferior to others, but I am convinced."
Wang Daoping looked around and said. "But is there anyone else who wants to come up? It's just a competition, I don't care what the ranking is, everyone can do whatever they want."
After Wang Daoping said this, he found that no one was there. Just when he was about to jump off the ring angrily, someone spoke.
"Then let me try it too!"
His voice was cold, and he had a feeling of being alienated from people thousands of miles away.
However, as soon as these words came out, the venue instantly became quiet.
Wang Daoping turned around and looked in the direction where the sound came from. A young man who looked to be eighteen or nineteen years old had jumped up and slowly landed in front of him.
The young man was dressed in black and held a black spear in his hand.
Wang Daoping's heart beat faintly. He clearly felt that this young man's cultivation level was above his own, and seemed to be much higher.
Wang Daoping clenched the wooden stick in his hand and stared at the boy closely.
The young man didn't waste any time, raised his gun and stabbed him.
Wang Daoping felt a force swirling around him, locking onto him.
This was the pressure coming from the young man, and the fence at the edge of the ring was even deformed by the air wave, a bit twisted.
Wang Daoping didn't dare to neglect at all. He turned his head to avoid the young man's shot. The wooden stick came up to meet the shot and smashed it out.
But the next second, his wooden stick hit the long gun that the man had withdrawn, and exploded into several pieces on the spot.
The man smiled, pointed his gun at Wang Daoping, and said. "Wang Daoping is indeed talented, but you are no match for me. Do you want to admit defeat?"
The words were cold and very plain.
I don't know if it was an illusion, but Wang Daoping always felt that this young man didn't look like a ranger, but like a killer.
Wang Daoping turned his head, looked straight into the man's eyes along the spear, and said. "I really made a mistake before. In fact, you are the strongest young man here. Anyway!"
He shouted at Li Yi, "Li Yi, my gun."
Li Yi grabbed the spear wrapped in black cloth from behind and threw it out.
Wang Daoping grabbed the spear thrown by Li Yi, turned around and shot away, and the man also swung his shot.
When the two guns collided, there was a roar and sparks flying.
The cloth strips on the Golden World Gun were smashed to pieces on the spot, revealing its golden appearance. The golden dragon on the totem was coiled up, as if it was about to soar into the nine heavens.
But Wang Daoping was still knocked over by the young man's shot. While he was still suspended in the air, he had already inserted the gun into the ground and rotated the gun body several times before finally slowly falling down.
Everyone in the audience didn't care whether this trick was weird or hard to find. They were just surprised, surprised by the spear in his hand that had disappeared for many years.
After all, that was the Golden World Spear of Spear Immortal Song Yi.
"Jin Shi Qiang!" Song Junhui stood up, obviously unable to restrain his excitement.
Not only Song Junhui stood up at the front desk, but also the respectable old men in Desert City who were invited to be judges.
However, not only them, but also the audience has exploded like a tidal wave.
"Is it possible that this guy is really a disciple of Senior Gun Immortal?"
"They are probably close to each other. You must know that not everyone can hold this Golden World Spear. Who else can it be except the Spear Immortal."
"Senior Gun Immortal has disappeared for many years, so wouldn't he be about to reappear?"
"I always said before that Senior Gun Immortal is not dead, and those rumors outside are just nonsense. Now someone finally proves my words. I am right, Senior Gun Immortal is not dead either."
"These are all rumors spread by the shadows, mainly to undermine our momentum, but rumors are still rumors and will eventually be exposed one day."
…
There were a lot of discussions around him, but Wang Daoping didn't care about it. He took a few steps closer and swung his spear out. The first move of the worldly marksmanship was already open.
In an instant, his spear quickly blocked the young man's shot as if it had eyes.
His Cui Dong spiritual energy has been completely injected into the spear. The "Fire Blade Armor Breaking" of the "Worldly Marksmanship" fell from the sky, and he returned to the first style of "Dragon Dance with Power" and opened the bow from left to right.
For the first time, he felt that this "worldly marksmanship" move could be switched and used at any time, and it could be used to attack, retreat and defend with ease.
No wonder the Spear Immortal Song Yi was born, but unfortunately, his glory was too short-lived.
The young man was struck back and forth by Wang Daoping's marksmanship, but he still deflected all the attacks with ease. Not only that, he even had the upper hand in several fierce gunfights.
Everyone recovered from their previous surprise and looked at the two people on the ring. It was as quiet as a heavy rain.
The young man smiled. "I'm about to take action, Wang Daoping! Have you thought about how to deal with it?"
After saying that, he swept over with a gun, and the gun fell on Wang Daoping's chest, completely sweeping Wang Daoping out and almost flying out of the ring.
The young man put his hands in his sleeves, grabbed the black spear and left without saying hello to anyone. He walked straight off the ring as if he had given up.
There were constant applause and calls around him, but compared to that place, he really didn't like it.
He just got off the ring and walked a short distance away, only to feel a domineering force slowly coming down from behind him.
When he turned around to look, he saw a woman in red standing in the center of the ring, holding a half-broken wooden sword.
The patterns on the wooden sword are complex and beautiful, looking like carved scale orchid marks.
The woman looked at him with an indescribably cold look in her eyes, as if she had seen all his details.
He put his hands in his sleeves and bowed in the distance.
The woman raised the wooden sword and placed it straight on Wang Daoping's neck, but the direction of the sword was still pointing at him.
He took a few steps back and was about to throw the thing in his sleeve. But behind him, he didn't know when he was filled with murderous intent, like dark clouds covering the entire sky.
This was the closest he had ever felt to death.
He stopped what he was doing, quietly moved behind him, and left slowly.
Back here, Wang Daoping looked at the woman in surprise.
He thought he had a unique vision, but he still didn't see clearly what kind of martial arts the woman in front of him used to reach him in an instant.
In fact, not only did he not see clearly, even the experienced seniors looked at each other in confusion.
As for the audience in the audience, let alone that.
The woman looked at Wang Daoping, smiled and said. "He's a good young man. It's a pity that he doesn't like teaching his disciples. Otherwise, you wouldn't be that bad either."
Wang Daoping saw her smiling amiably and was about to pick up the Jin Shi Qiang next to her and walk off the ring. Suddenly I felt a chill on my back, as if I had been left in the cold winter.
He used a lot of courage to look directly into the woman's eyes and said. "Who is the senior?"
The woman didn't care, she just smiled and said. "This is not important. Even if you say it, I'm afraid it won't be able to withstand any big storms."
She smiled, turned around and looked at Song Junhui in front of the stage, and said. "It is said that there is a prize in this martial arts competition. It is a light-chasing sword that disappeared decades ago. I really want to observe it. The head of the Song family said that as long as you get the leader, you can take it away. Is this true?"
"Of course, Song always keeps his word, as long as he can get the leader. Except for the people of shadow."
"Master Song, don't worry. I have nothing to do with Shadow. I have always hated people who do all kinds of evil."
She said, looked at Wang Daoping and said. "Little brother, I'm sorry. Qingge Sword Dance!"
As she spoke, the broken wooden sword instantly emitted a red light, directly pushing Wang Daoping out and hitting the outside of the ring hard.
Wang Daoping had never seen such a brutal fighting method, but he had to admit that this woman was really strong, at least with his current strength, she was still far behind.
The woman turned around, winked and smiled in the distance, and then said to everyone. "Is there any more challenge?"
Everyone saw that she had overthrown Wang Daoping before she even drew her sword. Anyone who dared to come forward to seek death just looked at each other and waited for the development of the situation.
Seeing that there was really no one around, Song Junhui stood up and said. "Since no one is on stage, the leader belongs to this girl."
The woman clasped her fists and said. "Thank you very much, Master Song."
Song Junhui gave a few instructions to the servant next to him, and the servant walked back. Probably to get the sword.
Song Junhui asked. "I forgot to ask you just now, can you tell me your name? Judging from your accent, you are not from Xichu, right?"
Baili Feige bowed. "Xia Baili Fei Ge is not from Western Chu. He comes from the land of Nanmu."
"It turns out that he is a distinguished guest from Nanmu Kingdom, but it was Song who was rude."
"The Master of the Song family is serious. The reason I came here is to look for the sword. When I passed by here, I heard people outside talking about it, and then I learned about chasing the lightsaber. Just now I saw these young people fighting lively, and I just wanted to do it on a whim. He rushed forward. Speaking of which, I was the one who was the first to be rude and rude, so I want to apologize to the head of the Song family."
Song Junhui was not polite and continued to ask. "This surname! Is this Baili from Nanmu country?"
Baili Feige nodded. "Exactly."
After hearing what Baili Feige said, several old men in front of the stage stood up one after another, so excited that they wanted to get closer and see what the Baili family looked like.
The young people in the audience didn't know, but they, who were nearly fifty years old, knew very well the background of the Baili family.
Not to mention whether Nanmu is very prestigious in the country, looking at the whole world now, there are only a handful of famous families, and they are the ones that the Jiang family of the Western Chu Song family and even the Wang family of Jincheng can compare with.
Putting aside these things, the man who was talked about as number one in the world twenty or thirty years ago came from the Baili family.
Today, the world still occasionally mentions that once-in-a-century genius, whose surname is Baili.
Looking at the whole world, who else has his talent? Today's number one person in Western Chu, Sanren Liu Yanchang, is not as good as him. Zhao Qingshan, the swordsman in Qingshan, was not as good as him. Mo Wenliang, who was rumored to have lost three times in three battles with Liu Yanchang in the Nine-Dance Sword Style, was not as good as him.
Of course, Li Yi and Wang Daoping didn't know this. They only thought that what these people envied was just this woman's beauty and cultivation.
Some elders in the audience were already talking about it, as if they had encountered a century-old jade.
Li Yi couldn't help but find it funny.
"The Baili family, aren't they the first teachers and the next generation?"
"It's a pity that my master disappeared after the war between humans and demons twenty years ago. I don't know if he is still alive!"
"It's hard to say how the ancestor's strength could pass away so easily."
…
Soon after, the prizes for the martial arts competition were brought up by the attendants of the Song family.
Song Junhui presented the awards one by one. Wang Daoping said that he did not need to be ranked, and Song Junhui did not rank them for him, but for some reason, he specially gave him a book that looked like a martial arts secret book.
But after reading it, he realized that it was a medical book.
He was not disappointed, after all, he could take it back to Fu Zhu, who had a lot of knowledge in medical skills.
When Song Junhui presented the box to Baili Fei Ge, he personally took the box from the attendant and handed it to Baili Fei Ge. "From now on, this sword will belong to Miss Fei Ge."
Baili Feige took the box and opened it under everyone's gaze.
After the box was opened, no bright light burst out as expected inside, and the blade of the sword did not flash with light as the name suggests, but was dark and simple. It even looks a bit rusty.
Baili Feige grabbed the hilt of the sword and struck the sword in the air. There was a roar in the sky and a sword shadow cut across the sky. It seemed like it was tearing the entire sky in half.
Wang Daoping and Li Yi, who were about to sneak away quietly, heard the sound, turned around, and instantly stayed in place.
People used to often hear people say that one sword can cut off mountains and one sword can cut off water. When they saw the senior accompanied by the blue bird in the south, although they had seen the ability to carve out flesh and bones, they had never seen that senior wield such a terrible move. A sword that can move mountains and seas.
Unexpectedly, now, they can be regarded as seeing the energy that can cut off mountains and rivers with one sword.
Wang Daoping was glad that it was just a martial arts competition and not a battle on the battlefield. Otherwise, he would have died a thousand and eight hundred times.
