The long sword is broad and broad, and the wind is strong and powerful. Peng Zemu waved his hands, and under his swing, a big knife was like an airtight knife net, slashing towards Yu Tianqing's face and dancing away wildly.
The dragon roared out of its sheath, and the long green sword took off involuntarily to protect the master.
"Heart and sword unite?" Lu Qier couldn't help but exclaim, "Miss Yu is indeed a disciple of Daozhen Sect, Luo Yi, it's not unfair for you to lose to her."
Lan Luoyi bit her lip and did not answer. Everyone's eyes were focused on the two people on the high platform.
The shadow of the knife flickered, like an endless wave, suppressing it layer by layer.
Yu Tianqing's sword is powerful and powerful, and is always within easy reach. It can move a thousand pounds in four ounces and eliminate crises.
The two men were fighting with swords, and the audience was frightened as they watched.
Peng Zemu suddenly withdrew his sword and stood still.
The flying sword returned to protect him, and Yu Tianqing stood still and faced him.
"The sword technique of my Divine Sword Villa is said to have been created by our ancestors when they were wandering in Taixu. The Taoist meaning is mysterious and cannot be compared with ordinary Taoist techniques."
Yu Tianqing nodded, "It is indeed extraordinary."
Peng Zemu added, "Since I was a child, I followed my elders in the family and trained in the difficult places on the border of the demon clan. My sword is filled with murderous intent."
"Indeed."
Peng Zemu sighed, "If I didn't have a reason to win, I really wouldn't fight a little girl like you."
"I know."
Yu Tianqing looked at the other person with eyes that should have been bright like the moon and stars, but at this moment, these eyes were dull and colorless. The heart behind those eyes must be so helpless and cold.
Just like his sword, it is powerful and killing.
"My sword is called Pojun." Peng Zemu said coldly, "Girl, be careful."
He is majestic and powerful.
Yu Tianqing wanted to respond, but he opened his mouth and said nothing. She hasn't named her sword yet, and she seems to have lost a bit of momentum. Thinking of this, she couldn't help but smile in her heart. When it's over, she will definitely give her sword a resounding name. .
The oppressive atmosphere that was approaching seemed to relax instantly.
"Miss Yu is not only superb in Taoism, she is also open-minded. At such a critical moment, she can still laugh it off, which is really admirable." Lu Qier said with a smile.
Bai Yunshen looked at the person on the stage. She was dressed in plain clothes, with a simple hosta and a simple bun. However, it could not hide the elegance and refinement exuding from her body. She held a sword elegantly, her robes were flying, The graceful and elegant gestures seem to have infinite charm.
"She's always amazing." Bai Yun Shen seemed to mutter to himself.
One knife after another, Peng Zemu's sword power seemed to be extremely slow, but his strong aura was covering up layer by layer. Until he approached Yu Tianqing, the heavy and condensed atmosphere enveloped the entire place like Mount Tai. Even those watching from the audience felt as if it was dark and hard to breathe.
"The Qiankun Fengyun Knife?!" A knowledgeable person in the audience exclaimed, "Peng Zemu's famous move."
Everyone knew that this move was the difference between victory and defeat.
Yu Tianqing closed his eyes.
Everyone exclaimed, is she giving up? However, there are only wins and losses in the arena, there is no mercy.
A sword flashed suddenly, breaking through the sky.
All the gray haze was washed away in this sword.
While everyone still didn't know why, Yu Tianqing's sword was already pressed against Peng Zemu's chest. The sword wind was gone and the hero was short of breath.
People in the stands stood up one after another. The people in the stands opened their mouths in disbelief.
Even Peng Zemu himself seemed a little stunned.
"Your sword has murderous intent, but your heart does not have murderous intent."
Yu Tianqing pointed it out with one sentence.
Peng Zemu smiled bitterly, "That's right, the girl has great moral principles, so I lost."
Yu Tianqing said, "It looks like you lost, but in fact you won."
"Oh?" Peng Zemu said, "I wonder what the girl means?"
"You lost the competition, but you defeated yourself." Yu Tianqing saluted respectfully, "With a single thought, the sword hesitated, so you lost to me. But even if others forced you to this point, you still did not lose your true nature. Heart, so you defeated yourself. You are a hero."
Peng Zemu laughed, "I became famous at a young age and am proud of the world. I have heard praises from many people, but your heroic words today are the most touching." He cupped his fists and said, "Thank you very much."
The shackles were wrapped around him again, but there was nothing strange about him. He was willing to surrender without any help. It seemed like it was normal for him to be worth a thousand gold. Maybe to others, this was simply humiliation and bullying, but to him, every step was calm.
A thousand pieces of gold could not be worth more than his love for her.
All embarrassments cannot erase the light in my heart.
Yu Tianqing's eyes were long and thoughtful.
Three gongs sounded, and no one came on stage to take the exam. The leader of this selection meeting is undoubtedly Yu Tianqing. Qiu Luoying reluctantly handed her the top prize.
A large red flower woven from silk cloth, and a plate of fifty ingots of patterned silver.
Yu Tianqing had no idea about this and was a little confused looking at the things in front of him.
Qiu Luoying was a little impatient. At this moment, Dao Xuanzi took over the silver pattern, followed by Jiang Feng who took over the big red flower.
"Oh, sister Yu doesn't like gaudy things, so I'd better wear it for her." Jiang Feng hung the big red flower on himself, puffed out his chest, and grinned, looking so majestic.
Dao Xuanzi wrapped the grain silver and put it in his pocket while smiling, "Zixingmen is so polite, the old Taoist is so disrespectful."
Qiu Luoying rolled her eyes at them.
Dao Xuanzi turned a blind eye and chuckled, "Old Dao'er and others will go home now."
Lu Qier smiled and said, "You are leaving now? I also want to have more close communication with Miss Yu. Why don't you all stay in this city for a few more days."
Dao Xuanzi touched his long beard and said hesitantly, "How can I be embarrassed to ask you to spend money..."
Lu Qier looked at Qiu Luoying with a smile in her eyes, which was self-evident.
Qiu Luoying said with a straight face, "I can afford to feed a few more people in Zixing Sect."
Dao Xuanzi immediately beamed and said, "Old Taoist, it's better to be respectful than to obey orders."
The Zixing disciples took Yu Tianqing and the four of them to their respective rooms.
Along the way, there are rockery corridors, small bridges and flowing water, giving it a feeling of wealth.
Jiang Feng followed alone at the end, with his head lowered and silent. He looked completely different from the lively and energetic person before. Even when he got to the room, he stood angrily at the door and refused to go in.
Dao Xuanzi slapped him on the back of the head, "You little bastard, who are you going to show yourself like you're going to die?"
Jiang Feng sat down on the ground, motionless.
"What are you doing? You don't want to live in such a nice room?"
Jiang Feng said angrily, "Whoever loves it will live there."
"Oh, you kicked your nose in the face."
Jiang Feng's eyes were slightly red, "A few days ago they even took off our pants, but today we accept their charity, we have no spine!"
Dao Xuanzi angrily picked up the fly whisk to hit him, raised it high, and then put it down gently. He sighed, sat next to Jiang Feng, and said, "Child, you have to know that Jianghu is all about learning to make peace."
"I don't make peace with bad people."
Dao Xuanzi chuckled and touched his head lovingly, "It's not about making peace with bad people, but making peace with yourself."
Jiang Feng was puzzled.
"Remember that hatred will not make us happy, so we must make peace with hatred, so that we will always be happy."
Jiang Feng, who was fourteen or fifteen years old, was still difficult to understand for a while. In his view, defeating bad guys is the most deeply rooted happiness in people's hearts.
Bai Yun patted him on the shoulder, "Are you afraid of them?"
"Of course I'm not afraid."
"If you're not afraid of them, why are you afraid of living in their room?"
"Of course I'm not afraid."
"That's right, we live in the bad guy's house, and we should live in it comfortably."
Jiang Feng clapped his hands, "Yes, yes, not only do I want to live, but I also want to live happily. Let's see what they can do to me."
Bai Yunshen laughed and led him into the house.
Yu Tianqing also smiled slightly. It turns out that the friendship between boys is so simple.
Dao Xuanzi, who was left alone behind, shook his head and murmured in a low voice, "If you don't live at home, you don't know how expensive firewood and rice are. Without these fifty taels of silver, how would you be able to travel on the road?"
Yu Tianqing suddenly stood firm, turned around and smiled at him, with a hint of mischief on his face, "Master, the reason why you asked me to win the first prize is probably because of these fifty taels."
"Ah, that...this..." Dao Xuanzi coughed awkwardly, touched his head, and stroked his beard, as if expressing emotion, "Oh, this room looks good...ha. "
