Ye Yun did not tell Ye Xun's identity. The reason why he did this was to protect Ye Xun.
As the only young male in the Ye family, Ye Xun can be said to be the ultimate only one for the Ye family.
Ye Yun could lose Xingyue Sword Sect, but he could never lose Ye Xun.
When Ye Yun was traveling in the world, although he had a high prestige, he also offended many people.
Now that Ye Yun is disabled and his son Ye Feng is missing, Ye Xun has become the sole heir of Xingyue Sword Sect. Therefore, for Ye Yun, Ye Xun's safety is above all else.
"We agree to your proposal, but I also have a request, which is to reach the point of the competition without harming the opponent's life."
Sect Leader Liao smiled and said, "That's natural. Sect Leader Ye Lao has superb swordsmanship. Please show mercy when the time comes."
Ye Yun ignored Sect Master Liao, but turned to look at Liu Yunfei and Xue Zhiqiu, and whispered: "In today's five competitions, you two will take the lead, and then we will choose three disciples with average strength. My strength has declined now." It’s too fast to take action, as this will prevent those who covet my Xingyue Sword Sect from knowing my strength, and in this way the Xingyue Sword Sect can last longer.”
Liu Yunfei and Xue Zhiqiu looked at each other and nodded at the same time.
Ye Yun continued: "When you two compete, you don't seek to win, just make sure you don't get hurt."
Liu Yunfei said: "Master, don't worry, Yunfei has his own sense of proportion."
Ye Yun and the others quickly decided on the contest. Ye Xun could not accept Ye Yun's request not to win. For him, although the Nine Dragon Sect took the initiative to challenge, this was also an improvement for the Xingyue Sword Sect. A good opportunity for prestige, so this competition cannot be lost.
Ye Xun quickly said, "Grandpa, my grandson has something to say."
Without waiting for Ye Yun to agree, Ye Xun continued: "Xingyue Sword Sect cannot lose in today's competition. Uncle Liu and Aunt Xue must not only protect the final dignity of Xingyue Sword Sect, but also make every effort to win. "
Ye Yun sighed. How could he not know what Ye Xun was thinking.
But for the current Xingyue Sword Sect, it is really difficult to win this challenge.
"Xun'er, grandpa, why don't you think about it? It's a pity that the Xingyue Sword Sect no longer has such strength."
Ye Xun knelt down and held Ye Yun's hand with both hands. Ye Yun looked particularly old at this time, and the wrinkles on his face were deeply carved with the traces of time.
Ye Xun's heart suddenly ached, which also deepened his desire to win the competition.
"Grandpa, the remaining three games will be played by me and a few of my friends."
Upon hearing this, Ye Yun flatly refused: "No, Xun'er, you can't play. You are now the only descendant of the Xingyue Sword Sect, so you can't put yourself in danger, and your friend is not a member of the Xingyue Sword Sect, let alone Show up.”
Ye Xun said: "Grandpa, these friends of mine are my followers. Since I am your grandson, I am also a member of the Xingyue Sword Sect, so my followers can also be regarded as half-stars." Why can’t people from the Moon Sword Sect take the place of the Xingyue Sword Sect?”
Even though Ye Xun said this, he still couldn't change Ye Yun's attitude.
Ye Yun was about to refuse, but Liu Yunfei said: "Master, Xun'er is right. Since these people are Xun'er's followers, they can indeed be regarded as members of the Xingyue Sword Sect."
Ye Yun frowned, but there was a trace of hesitation in his heart. The current embarrassment of Xingyue Sword Sect made this waning old man very heartbroken.
"Grandpa, just agree."
After struggling for a long time, Ye Yun sighed again and said, "Okay, but Xun'er, you can't play. No matter what you say, I won't agree, and your people can only send two people to play at most. They Although they are your followers, they cannot really be regarded as members of the Xingyue Sword Sect. Therefore, the Xingyue Sword Sect must send three people. If you don’t agree, then in these five competitions, all Xingyue Sword Sect disciples will appear. It has to be discussed.”
Seeing Ye Yun's tough attitude, Ye Xun didn't want to talk anymore. Since Ye Yun agreed to let Murong Fu and the others appear, Ye Xun no longer hesitated. He had high confidence in Murong Fu and the others. As long as Liu Yunfei and Xue Zhiqiu could win a game , then in today’s competition, Xingyue Sword Sect will win.
But for the remaining game, a Xingyue Sword Sect disciple must appear. Ye Xun thought for a while and said: "Then the remaining one, let the strongest among the disciples, Senior Sister Lu Hongqing, appear."
This time Ye Yun did not refuse. As the number one disciple of the Xingyue Sword Sect, Lu Hongqing, except for her, the others could not meet the requirements to appear.
However, Lu Hongqing's strength is not very high, and there is still a big gap compared to the people of Kowloon Gate, so Ye Xun also wants to ensure her safety: "Grandpa, you can let Senior Sister Lu Hongqing play the last game. If I If three of us win, then Senior Sister Lu doesn’t need to compete, and we only need to focus on the first four competitions.”
"But if we unfortunately fail to win the first four games, then in the last game we face a strong opponent, Senior Sister Lu can also give up the competition."
Ye Yun looked at Ye Xun thoughtfully and said, "Okay, grandpa, I'll follow you."
Ye Xun showed a confident smile, signaling Ye Yun to rest assured.
"The surname is Liao, we have already selected the candidates for the competition and can start at any time."
Sect Master Liao laughed and said, "Okay, in that case, let's have the first competition."
The people in the martial arts training ground dispersed backwards, leaving a large area of land in the middle of the martial arts training ground. Liu Yunfei was ready to be the first to take the field, but a jade hand grabbed his arm: "Brother Fei, you take the lead every time. , let me go first this time."
Before Liu Yunfei could agree, Xue Zhiqiu walked into the field holding a sword.
"Xingyue Sword Sect Xue Zhiqiu asks for advice."
Xue Zhiqiu is wearing a white warrior dress today, and her black hair is neatly arranged. Although she is over forty, her beauty is still in her twenties, and her eyebrows exude a heroic spirit that is not inferior to that of a man. .
Standing proudly in the field, Xue Zhiqiu holds a sword in each hand. The sword in his right hand is three feet and five inches long, and the sword in his left hand is slightly shorter, about two feet.
A man walked out of the square formation at the Kowloon Gate, his head shining brightly. He was not tall, but his figure was burly. Although his appearance was average, his eyes were extremely sharp.
Entering the arena, the man cupped his fists and said, "Fan Yao from Kowloon Gate will teach you."
After saying that, Fan Yao took off his shirt, revealing his solid muscles. Ye Xun looked at his huge muscles and couldn't help but sigh in admiration. Although he was hostile, Ye Xun had to admit that his muscles were very full, just like a bodybuilder. .
But the most eye-catching thing is the tattoo on his body. A lifelike dragon covers almost every piece of skin on his upper body, and every scale on the dragon's body looks very real.
Xue Zhiqiu snorted coldly, crossed his hands, and then swung it down with force. The scabbards of the two swords in his hands were inserted into the ground in an instant, and layers of true energy flowed on the ground.
Fan Yao's weapon is a broad-backed broadsword, the blade glows with a cold light, and there is a strip of red satin tied on the handle.
Fan Yao held the handle of the knife with both hands, and the fighting spirit in his eyes was very high: "Nvxia Xue, be careful."
After saying that, the true energy flowed from Fan Yao's blade. He took a step and Fan Yao's body suddenly jumped into the air. He spun several times in the air and struck Xue Zhiqiu violently with the knife.
With just this strike, everyone present could see that Fan Yao was a fierce warrior, and his strike was full of momentum.
Xue Zhiqiu gave a sweet shout, stepped forward with her feet, and raised the swords in her hands. The true energy spread throughout her body, and she unexpectedly received Fan Yao's heavy blow.
At this moment, the true energy surged violently in all directions, causing the weak people on both sides to retreat one after another.
Xue Zhiqiu turned the edge of her sword and moved Fan Yao's broad-backed sword to the side, and then slashed the long sword in her right hand directly towards his throat.
With this sword, Xue Zhiqiu not only struck it quickly, but also at an even more tricky angle.
Fan Yao's body was in the air at this time. He was very surprised when Xue Zhiqiu's long sword struck. He never thought that a woman like Xue Zhiqiu could actually block his heavy blow.
Not only that, she could actually fight back, and it was an extremely tricky sword.
Fan Yao looked solemn, twisted his body forcefully, and quickly retracted the broad-backed sword in his hand to block his neck.
But his speed was still a little slower. Although Xue Zhiqiu's sword did not scratch his throat, it still scratched his shoulder, and blood spattered out.
Fan Yao landed on the ground, looked over his shoulder, and a trace of anger appeared on his face.
"Grandpa, to what level has Aunt Xue's Daoxuan Qi been cultivated?"
Ye Yun said: "Your Aunt Xue is not very talented, but she is very hardworking. Now she has cultivated Daoxuan Zhenqi to the mid-to-late stage of the seventh level."
Ye Xun nodded, this level of cultivation was not inferior to that of the Six Elites of Qingshan.
After Xue Zhiqiu stabbed Fan Yao in the shoulder with his sword, he did not stop there. Instead, he swung his swords towards Fan Yao again.
The blade of the long sword in his right hand flashed with light, stabbing straight into Fan Yao's chest.
Upon seeing this, Fan Yao immediately held the broad-backed sword across his chest to block Xue Zhiqiu's sword.
But even so, Fan Yao still took a step back.
I couldn't help but be surprised again that Xue Zhiqiu, a female prostitute, had such power.
But despite being surprised, Fan Yao didn't pause in his movements. He quickly turned around and slashed down on Xue Zhiqiu's head with the broad-backed sword.
The knife came very fast, and Xue Zhiqiu flew back quickly. Fan Yao's sword almost hit his arm. Although it missed, the zhenqi on the blade still cut through Xue Zhiqiu's clothes.
Xue Zhiqiu suddenly broke out in a cold sweat. If he had just been half a beat slower, he might not have been able to save his arm.
In surprise, Fan Yao's second slash followed.
The true energy flowing on the blade condensed at a speed visible to the naked eye. Fan Yao's blow directly used the broad-backed sword to create a chi blade.
Xue Zhiqiu frowned and stepped back again. At the same time, he waved the two swords in his hands, and two strands of true energy condensed on the blades.
Just when Fan Yao's air blade was about to hit him, Xue Zhiqiu moved and slashed forward with the dagger in his left hand. The infuriating energy from the sword's edge directly cut off the air blade.
Then the long sword in his right hand was swung out at this moment, and the condensed energy on the sword's edge instantly turned into an air blade and flew towards Fan Yao.
