Chapter 34

Yang Xuan's eyes also fell on the two people, but he lost interest at the thought that they were at most the first scene.

Now he is in the later stage of the second realm. It's hard to gain anything from watching this kind of battle. After all, he has learned a lot from the experience of the old city Lord.

The record of that experience was not detailed, and even made him doubt whether it was specially prepared by the old city Lord. There were notes and his own views from the foundation of cultivating immortals to the very high realm behind.

It can be said that his current understanding of fairyland comes from this book. Although it is still a little scarce, he has somehow got rid of Xiaobai's degree.

However, although he was not interested in the first battle, all the people were watching at this time. He was not good at being independent, so he simply looked at it.

With an order from an elder of the Yang family who acted as a referee, the four groups of people in the confrontation moved at the same time.

Yang Xuan turns his eyes to Yang Ajiao. Recently, he has learned a lot about some information in the family. He knows that Yang Ajiao has a good talent and is valued by many elders.

Her body method is general and her speed is not fast, but it seems to give people a soft feeling, like a ribbon flying with the wind. She can't see the slightest strength or her goal.

In her hand, a wooden sword was holding sword flowers, unpredictable.

"Some doorways."

Yang Xuan looked at the figure in the field and his eyes lit up.

Although Yang Ajiao's speed is not fast, her soft body method makes people feel unclear where she is going to attack, so she is in a situation of no defense.

However, the Yang Menglan opposite her is obviously not simple.

Compared with Yang Ajiao's gentleness, her style is much more masculine and doesn't match her name.

She also saw a wooden sword in her hand. She walked quickly under her feet. The whole person rushed straight in the past. There was no body method or move. The wooden sword went straight forward and stabbed in the wind.

One is uncertain and the other is indomitable. The two distinct styles collided together. The eyes of everyone on the sidelines were attracted. Some people shouted in a low voice, obviously inclined.

Yang Xuan's interest was also hooked up. Only then did he seriously look at the competition between the two.

A Jiao drink came out of Yang Ajiao's mouth. She saw that the wooden sword in her hand suddenly accelerated a lot, and a wave of aura slowly filled the air.

Most of the Yang family members in the field have accomplishments. Naturally, they can feel the fluctuation of this aura. Some older generations with higher realm have described Yang Ajiao's realm one by one.

"At the end of the first stage, it seems that it is almost complete."

"Yes, Gillian is not only amazing in talent, but also very hard. It's not easy to have such strength."

The voice of their dialogue was not deliberately lowered. Many young and young people on the side listened to the past and their eyes were full of envy.

In the later stage of the first stage, this is already a strong contender for the top five. As long as we keep playing well, it will basically appear.

Sure enough, when Yang Menglan's wooden sword was against Yang Ajiao on the first day, it suddenly fell into the wind. The sword flowers directly involved the straight stabbing wooden sword, which was a trend of getting rid of it.

Surprised, Yang Menglan quickly stopped her body and made a little effort at her waist. The whole person immediately leaned back and pulled out the wooden sword.

The wooden sword crossed a beautiful arc in the air and stabbed her to the ground to stabilize her figure. Then, her right foot kicked out at Yang Ajiao's sword wrist.

Yang Ajiao snorted coldly. She didn't mean to avoid at all. Her wrist moved and the handle of the sword immediately hit down.

The two collided again.

"Lost."

Yang Xuan shook his head and moved his eyes.

Yang a Jiao is a little higher than Yang Menglan. She will never lose in this direct confrontation. If Yang Menglan wants to win, she can only rely on some unexpected ways. However, now it seems that she has not recognized the gap between the two.

Sure enough, after a while, there was a dull hum. When Yang Xuan looked back, Yang Menglan had a wooden sword around her neck.

"Yang Ajiao wins!"

……

In the first game, except for Yang Ajiao's group, the strength levels of the other three groups were almost the same. Although it was difficult to give up and divide, it was difficult to arouse people's interest.

The winner was jubilant. Under the leadership of his elders, he went to an isolated rest area to recover his strength and prepare for the next game. The loser looked decadent and did it in the audience.

The person in charge of the briefing looked at the people in the next room, motioned for everyone to calm down, and immediately took out the book of record numbers.

"Scene 2, area 1, Yang Feng vs. Yang Gang, area 2, Yang Hai vs. Yang Hua, area 3, Yang Shengguan vs. Yang Xuan, area 4..."

Hearing his name, Yang Xuan tidied up his clothes and walked slowly into the field.

"Oh, I'm dressed in rags. I really think I'm a thing." In the audience, Yang Xiao, who had been watching his actions, immediately snorted coldly and mocked.

"Hey, hey, just see if he can take it easy when he is beaten all over the ground looking for his teeth."

"I think this man just wants to get attention. Even if he has two skills, he can't beat brother Guan."

On the edge, the two men looked at the field and spoke with each other.

However, Yang Xiao's face did not get better.

He knows Yang Xuan's strength very well. He should have reached the later stage of the first stage. Yang Shengguan can't take him at all.

"You're lucky you didn't match me. Hum, I hope your luck can be maintained all the time."

……

"Brother, please show mercy."

Yang Xuan walked to the position of No. 3 area, looked at the slightly mature men in front, bowed slightly and said a sentence, his face was very serious.

Yang Shengguan has a general position in the Yang family. He has no excellent talent and no hard background, but with his own efforts, he also has the cultivation in the middle of the first stage. He can step into the later stage with only one foot at the door.

In the past, he didn't catch a cold for Yang Xuan. Although he didn't hate Yang Xuan, he also despised Yang Xuan. Until recently, Yang Xuan's status in the Yang family gradually rose, he gradually got some understanding.

Now, seeing the quiet young man so polite, he picked his eyebrows, and his heart also raised a trace of favor. He nodded faintly, but it just stopped there.

"Competition! Start!"

In the middle of the field, when I saw that several people were ready, the referee immediately gave the order.

Yang Xuan's body straightened up, holding the wooden sword given by his elders before playing. He looked seriously at Yang Shengguan opposite. When his steps moved, the whole man rushed over.