"Freedom Sect?" This was the first time that Chen Feifan and Xiao Mufeng had heard of this gang.
"Yes! They are from Xiaoyao Mountain." Zhang Xiaohua nodded.
"Xiaoyao Mountain!" Xiao Mufeng held his chin with his right hand and said thoughtfully: "I heard that this mountain is very mysterious and few people in the world can find its location. I heard from my father before that one year they found the mountain for a mission. After nearly a year, we still couldn’t find it, and the result was nothing.”
"Yes!" Zhang Xiaohua continued: "It is said that the Free Sect is the descendant of the Xianxia sect. If I guess correctly, I guess that Xiaoyao Mountain should be in the sky. So your father and the others will never be found."
"A sect of immortals? Is it true that some people become immortals?" Chen Feifan asked doubtfully.
"It's hard to talk about this!" Zhang Xiaohua replied: "I remember when I was a child, my grandfather once described the scene in Xiaoyao Mountain to me. When this competition is over, I will tell you slowly."
The three brothers listened to Zhang Xiaohua's words while watching the situation of the two people in the ring.
At this time, as Lu Jie shouted, the five-foot-long and five-finger-wide sword behind him flew out and fell straight into Lu Jie's hand.
Seeing this scene, many people in the audience were suddenly surprised. Now no one dares to look down on this young junior anymore.
"Come on! Let's have a good fight!" Fang Zhong said confidently. He is not arrogant, he is confident in his own strength. Even if he really loses, he will not regret today's game. Because of his opponent's abnormality, he felt an indescribable excitement.
As soon as Lu Jie took the sword in his right hand, he ran straight towards Fang Zhong without stopping. Now his face no longer had the frivolous expression just now, and was replaced by the seriousness of Fang Zhong.
"Dang!" Lu Jie casually waved his hand, and a vaguely visible sword energy hit Fang Zhong's sword.
"What a sword!" Chen Feifan exclaimed, "The sword is actually wrapped in seven colors." Unknowingly, Chen Feifan used the ability to see through the sword spirit. This year's practice has allowed him to master the sword technique. Although he has made considerable progress, he still cannot learn the fourth step in the sword technique, but he is not far away from the fourth step.
The huge impact of the sword energy made Fang Zhong suddenly take several steps back.
"Awesome!" As Lu Jie spoke, another sword energy flew out, while Fang Zhong on the opposite side treated this strange attack with caution as if facing a formidable enemy. He couldn't see the sword energy, and could only rely on the sense of crisis in the battle and the discovery of the tiny air waves in the air to judge the location of the sword energy.
Lu Jie continued to unleash his sword energy with each sword strike. Fang Zhong had no chance to fight back and could only resist the sword energy with his sword.
Fang Zhong also thought about dodging the sword energy, but he didn't know how wide this invisible sword energy was. Moreover, Lu Jie swung his sword very fast, and there was no chance to dodge.
At this time, Fang Zhong felt a little unhappy. According to his past style, he would definitely wield a broadsword, but now he was defending desperately. However, he noticed that there was a trace of sweat on Lu Jie's forehead opposite him.
Every time the sword energy was sent out, it could not break Fang Zhong's defense, but only knocked him back a few steps. Lu Jie started to get a little anxious. Because it was promised in advance that the senior brother would not use his sect’s unique skills in the first round of competition, and Fang Zhong was a person with extremely rich experience in close combat. Therefore, Lu Jie could only adopt the method of avoiding the near and seeking the far away, consuming the sword energy formed by the true energy again and again.
The audience in the audience did not know what the two people on the stage were thinking. They only saw the young man holding the sword. Every time he swung it at the Decepticon, the Decepticon would take a few steps back, and the Decepticon looked like he was resisting. It's a little tough.
"Hehe! You'd better admit defeat!" Lu Jie suddenly smiled, with a hint of cunning on his handsome face.
Fang Zhong was stunned at first when he heard this nonsense. Before he could think about it, another sword energy flew over quickly.
"This sword energy is more powerful than the previous ones. Could it be that he used all his strength to strike? It seems that the moment of counterattack is not far away." Fang Zhong thought to himself.
However, he soon discovered that he was careless. It was this contact with the sword energy that made him suddenly step back a few steps, and as a result, he missed the step and fell down.
By the time he reacted, he was already outside the ring.
"In this round of competition, Lu Jie wins and Fang Zhong loses!" The judge in charge of this competition announced the result of the competition.
This result surprised many people. They all felt sorry for Fang Zhong, but at the same time they also had a new understanding of Lu Jie.
Fang Zhong was not angry because he lost the game. He walked onto the ring and shook hands with Lu Jie in a friendly manner, which made Lu Jie a little embarrassed.
After the competition in the ring, Fang Zhong took out his Tiger Roaring Knife at Lu Jie's request. With the power of Lu Jie's sword energy, ordinary weapons could not withstand so many attacks. However, the blade of this Tiger Roaring Sword only had several sword marks, but no trace of breakage.
"What a knife!" Lu Jie praised sincerely.
After stroking his beloved sword, which now looked even more domineering, Fang Zhong proudly said, "This sword was made for me by a friend of mine from the Forging Villa."
"Forging Villa?" Lu Jie looked confused.
"Haha! I see, little brother, you are really new to the world!" Fang Zhong patted Lu Jie on the shoulder without hesitation and said with a smile, "Forging Villa is famous for its weapon casting."
"Although I lost to you in this competition, I believe we will meet again in the second round." After saying that, Fang Zhong put away the sword in his hand and left the competition venue first.
Lu Jie, who was still here, was surrounded by a group of people asking questions, which made him have a big head and two heads.
After watching the main play, the three brothers Chen Feifan started chatting while walking.
"Third brother, you can now talk about such a mysterious Xiaoyao Mountain." Chen Feifan began to have a strong interest in Lu Jie, a person from the Xiaoyao sect. Others may not be able to tell, but he can definitely see it. , what Lu Jie released on the ring was sword energy, and this sword energy was somewhat related to the sword energy he released, but it was also somewhat different.
"Okay, then listen carefully!" Zhang Xiaohua thought for a moment and then began to tell: "My grandfather had a close friendship with a disciple of the Free Sect. Once, that disciple couldn't stand my grandfather. After all kinds of requests, my grandfather agreed to take him to Xiaoyao Mountain. However, my grandfather was blindfolded along the way. He could not open his eyes again until he arrived at Xiaoyao Mountain. As soon as my grandfather was blindfolded at first, he felt that his body was numb. He was lifted lightly, and then he felt that his feet were standing on something that seemed to be very thin. Then there was a whistling wind in his ears. After about half an hour of this situation, he felt that his feet were solid and blurry. The cloth over the eyes was also removed."
"So mysterious!" Xiao Mufeng blurted out: "What is it like inside Xiaoyao Mountain?". ..
