In an instant, the two of them had already exchanged six moves, but when it came to the last move, neither of them retreated. Their fists and palms clashed, their true energy surged, their clothes danced wildly, and neither of them gave way to the other. .
"Brother Wei, you have such good internal strength." Luo Qingxuan praised.
"Your palm skills are also very strong!" Wei Wucan also smiled.
"Thank you!" After Luo Qingxuan said these two words repeatedly, his anger suddenly surged.
Wei Wucan instantly felt a surge of energy and blood in his chest. He hurriedly steadied his steps and shouted, "Thunder!" Suddenly, thunder and lightning surged across Wei Wucan's body. This time, he did not trigger the thunder, but just used the Nine Heavens to trigger the thunder. The sixth level of the art is to escape from the realm. This was the first time that he had reached this level. He felt that his true energy was surging out, as if he was about to lose control. At this moment, Luo Qingxuan was already frowning. It was clear that he had the upper hand just now, but now Wei Wucan could raise his true energy to a higher level. It was indeed a bit beyond his expectation. Now he only felt that he was fighting against Wei Wucan. The intersecting palms felt as painful as being struck by lightning.
The red clothes on Wei Wucan were dancing in the wind, and a pair of eyes seemed to be about to burst out with thunder and lightning. Wei Wucan shouted angrily, and his fist forcefully advanced another inch. Luo Qingxuan was pushed seven steps away. The thunder and lightning on his body gradually receded, but he was already sweating profusely and breathing heavily, "Am I the winner in this round?"
"The Nine Heavens Lightning Technique is indeed well-deserved. If Brother Wei hadn't spared his efforts to trigger a thunder just now, I would have been defeated!" Luo Qingxuan covered his chest and felt a surge of blood and energy in his chest, and the energy in his body was getting weaker and weaker. .
And Wei Wucan's strength finally plummeted, and he collapsed on the ground.
At the foot of Yueguan City, everyone looked at the long-silent seventh gate above them, and couldn't help but began to whisper and discuss. Even Murong Qiuxue was confused, "What is this Wei Wucan doing up there!" Why is there no movement at all? Are you winning or losing?"
The three of them had been standing here for a long time, and seemed to be tired. Xiao Chunqiu withdrew his gaze, turned and walked into a tea shed on the street. Murong Qiuxue and Wen Han saw this and also walked in. The three of them Just sitting down, Xiao Chunqiu asked the waiter to bring him a pot of tea.
Murong Qiuxue suddenly looked at Xiao Chunqiu in confusion, "Xiao Chunqiu, why don't you look like you are not worried that Wei Wucan will lose?"
Xiao Chunqiu poured a cup of tea and took a sip slowly, "There is nothing to worry about. If the silly boy loses, the hundred taels of silver will be wasted. He will definitely win the chess game, but he can only win once. He has to rely on himself for the rest. It's so quiet up there, maybe he has won the battle and is sitting inside to rest!"
"You know so much, why don't you go up." Wen Han laughed.
Xiao Chunqiu shook the teacup and said lazily, "I want to, too, but it's a pity that I don't have to."
Murong Qiuxue scratched her head in confusion, "Aren't they playing chess? Why are they still fighting?"
Inside the Shangyun Pavilion.
One was wearing a white cloak, with a sword ranked third in the world's famous sword manual floating beside him. The other was wearing a black gown, holding a light red wine gourd in his hand, drinking slowly.
These two people are naturally the two eye masters of the heavenly eye who are more leisurely and comfortable than the immortal, Murong Zhi, the master of the big eye, and Shangguan Xiyue, the master of the second eye.
There was a chessboard in front of them, and they were playing chess at the moment. Murongzhi raised his hand to press a black stone, and looked up at Shangguan Xiyue: "Xiyue, I just told you so much, don't just drink. Say something back to me."
Shangguan Xiyue thought for a moment and shook the wine gourd in her hand, "This wine is delicious."
Murong Zhi was stunned for a moment, then snorted coldly, "Stop it, people say that the wine brewed by others is delicious, but you say that the wine you brew is delicious, you are really shameless."
Murong Zhi's specially prolonged coda was a sneer at Shangguan Xiyue, but Shangguan Xiyue didn't care. She just smiled and took a sip of wine, but then sighed again, with a slow expression on her face. Slowly becoming worried, "Are you sure that child is her son?"
"If you had seen that child, you would be sure that he looks very similar to his mother Luo Xuan. He is dressed in red, but his silly personality is very similar to yours when you were young." Murong As a result, another son fell.
Shangguan Xiyue frowned slightly and remained silent.
Murong Zhi smiled, "And I can see that the kid also knows the Nine Heavens Lightning Technique, and your own boxing technique of Breaking the Air, and he is somewhat successful now."
"Where is the child now?" Shangguan Xiyue suddenly asked.
"The child originally ran out of his secret home to become a disciple of Tianyan. However, he arrived at Tianyan a few days late because he got lost and missed the disciple recruitment meeting. He stayed at Tianyan for one night yesterday and went to challenge the gatekeeper today. I guess I’ve already passed the seventh gate by now.”
"Seventh gate?" Shangguan Xiyue said suspiciously, "Is that child also a chess piece on the chessboard?"
Murong Zhi thought for a moment and said, "That's right! Look at his relationship with that person... a strong brotherhood. If that person is in danger, he might really rush forward. He is a powerful chess piece. ah."
"Can I exclude him from this game?" Shangguan Xiyue made a move.
"I'm afraid that's not possible. This chess piece has already entered the game when it met that person. It's not something you or I can control if you want to quit. Besides, my daughter Qiuxue has also entered the game. I didn't say anything. , what are you afraid of. Afraid of losing? "
"So be it!" Shangguan Xiyue was in a low mood.
"But didn't you lose it seventeen years ago?"
Shangguan frowned and remained silent.
Murong Zhi added, "Originally, her mother didn't agree and insisted on taking the child back, but I told her that this chess piece has already been put on the chessboard. If you take it back today, sooner or later it will come back." As for Chessboard, all we can do now is stand behind them and become a strong backing. She also understands this, so she agreed to stay."
"Luoxuan, is she staying too?" Shangguan Xiyue,
"Luoxuan stayed here not for you, but for her son." Murong Zhi took a long breath, then changed his voice and asked, "But do you think her son came here for you?" , you just wanted to come and become a disciple of the Heavenly Eye?"
Shangguan Xiyue was stunned for a moment, then suddenly smiled, "I hope it's for me, but does her mother agree?"
Murong Zhi also smiled, "I'm afraid I won't agree, and I won't be able to forget it, so I'll go and redeem it!"
"Redeem?"
"In three months, a big event will happen in our Sky Eye, and we will need you then."
Inside the seventh door, Wei Wucan and Luo Qingxuan were sitting on the ground adjusting their bodies. In the battle just now, they were competing for internal strength, but they did not cause any injuries to each other. The internal energy was consumed a bit too much, and it would recover after closing the eyes for a period of time. The two of them sat there quietly regulating their bodies.
After an unknown amount of time, both of their faces regained some rosiness before they slowly opened their eyes. Luo Qingxuan returned to his elegant appearance and spoke first, "Congratulations, brother Wei, you are now able to worship." An elder from Tianyan has become his teacher, and there will be many opportunities to meet him in the future. I just hope that the competition will no longer be about internal strength."
Wei Wucan thought for a while, and then said, "If we want to play chess again, I think it's better to forget it..."
Luo Qingxuan shook his head, "No, next time we will have a real martial arts competition."
Wei Wucan was stunned for a moment and asked in confusion: "Master Luo, don't you like fighting?"
Luo Qingxuan chuckled lightly, "When you meet a young master, naturally you have to have a good fight!"
Master?
Wei Wucan couldn't help but question himself. Along the way, he met a real master who was called a master. Is his little weight enough to be called a master? This was the first time he heard someone call him a master, and he felt a little embarrassed all of a sudden. He blushed like a girl, "Um... I'll go up first. Let's have a fight if we get a chance."
Luo Qingxuan nodded, "Okay!"
Wei Wucan stopped talking, turned around and ran towards the stairs leading to the eighth door.
Luo Qingxuan looked at Wei Wucan's retreating figure and couldn't help but smile, "He is really an interesting young man."
"Seventh Gate, pass through." The Heavenly Eye disciple under the gate finally knocked on the giant drum in front of him and shouted loudly.
Hearing the sound, the people gathered around to watch the excitement immediately looked up at the mountain. They saw that the boy in red had already walked out of the seventh gate and walked up the stairs towards the eighth gate. " Ouch” exclamations.
The three people in the tea shop on the street naturally heard the drum sound, but except for Xiao Chunqiu who had no reaction, Murong Qiuxue and Wen Han were shocked that Wei Wucan had really passed.
"Mr. Xiao, I'm really curious, what is the winning method you taught him, so that a person who is not very good at chess can win against someone who is proficient in chess." Wen Han asked.
"I'm not talented. I just taught him a trick. It's up to him to win in the end." Xiao Chunqiu replied lazily.
Murong Qiuxue on the side touched her lips with her extended fingers. She didn't seem to care about what the two of them said. She just thought about it and asked Xiang Wenhan, "Elder brother, who is guarding the eighth gate of Yueguan City today?"
When Wen Han heard this, he frowned and thought for a while, "It seems... Tang Yixing."
"Senior brother Yi Xing?" Murong Qiuxue was startled, and then sighed, "Wei Wucan is in dire straits now."
"What?" Xiao Chunqiu raised his eyebrows, "Is he from the Tang Clan?
Wen Han raised his head and looked at Xiao Chunqiu, "Why do you ask that?"
Xiao Chunqiu sneered, "Everyone in the world who hears or sees people named Tang will first think of the Tang Sect in Sichuan, okay? Isn't it normal for me to ask this?"
"That's right! He is from the Tang Sect." Wen Han nodded, "He entered the school a few months later than me, so I am his senior brother. The other junior brothers are different from me. Although I was born in a family that makes and uses poisons. , but I am not very familiar with the use of poison, and although the group of junior disciples usually seem to be carefree, they can be said to be the first in the Tang Sect's hidden weapon techniques and poison techniques. His martial arts skills are also among the best among Tianyan disciples."
"How does it compare with you?" Xiao Chunqiu suddenly asked.
"You won't lose to me within thirty moves." Wen Han said in a serious tone, "It seems that Wei Wucan is really in trouble, and I'm afraid he has to stop..."
But before Wen Han could say the last two words "here", a heavy drum sound suddenly came from the distance, followed by another shout, "The eighth gate, pass through."
The three of them were startled and hurriedly turned their heads to look, and found that it was the disciple of Tianyan who was responsible for beating the drum three times every time he passed a door. They turned around and saw Wei Wu, who was dressed in red. Can, has already gone down the stairs towards the ninth gate.
