Chapter 49

"This is the Kung Fu of ghost sword flow?" one person asked in a astringent voice after being quiet for a long time.

"The Kung Fu of ghost sword flow is clearly the means for city scoundrels to fight." one person said angrily.

"Yes, why am I so vulgar! It's really immoral to use such vulgar means in the great martial arts test!" one person scolded.

"But he still won..." a voice said weakly. Although his voice was small, he asked the people in front of him speechless.

"Maybe... Maybe Wu Peng is too weak?" someone tried to find the reason.

Then this explanation was quickly recognized: "after all, the Yanjian flow has declined for too long, and Wu Peng is naturally not much stronger."

There were many voices of approval around, and then everyone began to think that the reason for Su Moyu's victory was that Wu Peng was too weak, and then began to slander wantonly.

Su Moyu was in the crowd. He naturally heard these voices, but after a big victory, he was too lazy to argue.

Wait a minute, and then I'll faint two more on the stage. See what these guys have to say!

This year, there are many disciples participating in the great martial arts test, and everyone's accomplishments are also intermingled. Therefore, the subsequent battle is actually not much to look at. It was not until the adjudicator called out the name Xiao Jianyang before dusk that the people under the group D challenge arena were excited.

"Finally, when Xiao Jianyang came out, he was defeated by Lu Rongting in the last martial arts test. It is said that he has practiced very hard in recent years, and I don't know what level he is now."

"No matter what the level, he still couldn't win Lu Rongting. Xuanjian was a disciple of three generations. After he finally said these five words, the arena suddenly quieted down. The young Taoist who was crazy on the stage seemed to have lost his soul and stood in place with dull eyes.

Clang!

His sword fell to the ground, and soon after, the man fell back.

In this process, Xiao Jianyang didn't move half a step at all.

"Heart sword flow, Xiao Sword Yang wins!" the voice of the adjudicator sounded again, and the last game of group D's first round was over.

In the awe of the crowd, Xiao Jianyang walked down the challenge arena. When passing Su Moyu, he suddenly stopped, turned his head, looked at him and asked, "you won, too?"

Su Moyu replied, "yes."

Xiao Jianyang nodded and said, "it seems that some people really underestimate you." then he left the challenge arena.

So far, the first round of group D was all over, and a total of 33 people were promoted.

At this time, it was late. After repeated discussion, the adjudicators decided to stop the battle on the first day here. They announced their dissolution only after posting the second round of battle table on the high wall of jianwuping the next day.

But the disciples in jianwuping refused to leave. Instead, they rushed under the high wall and looked up at the eight red lists to see if the people they were concerned about had successfully squeezed into the second round.

Su Moyu was naturally among the crowd. Looking up at the red list of group D, it was easy to find his name in an obscure place, and below his name was his opponent tomorrow.

"Xuanjian flows to Deyang..." Su Moyu thought about it and found that he had no impression of the name. He shook his head gently.

At this time, his shoulder was patted gently. When he looked back, he saw Han Yan looking at himself with a smile on his face.

"I don't see. You're quite good at it," she said with a smile.

Su Moyu smiled and said, "lucky, lucky."

Han Yan glanced and said, "now I'm suddenly modest. It's too hypocritical to listen."

Su Moyu said, "what should I say?"

Han Yan thought, shook his head and said, "it doesn't matter what you say. Anyway, you can't win senior brother Xiao in the end."

When Su Moyu heard this, he recalled the fight not long ago. He shook his head and sighed, "probably."

Originally, Han Yan wanted to come. At this time, Su Moyu should say some heroic words. Seeing his decadent appearance, she was a little overwhelmed and said, "what's the matter?"

Su Moyu sighed again: "I just saw elder martial brother Xiao fighting. As a result, I can't understand his last secret sword."

Han Yan knew it clearly, bowed his head and thought for a moment and said, "that's the heart sword. When the sword comes out, it will fall into people's hearts and produce an illusion. If your mind is unstable, you will be defeated by this sword."

When Su Moyu heard this, he thought about the previous fight and suddenly opened his mind.

"I see. The so-called heart sword is the magic sword. Especially when the mind is not firm, it is easy to be hit by the heart sword."

Han Yan smiled and said, "probably so."

Su Moyu was relieved of his doubts, but when he looked down at Han Yan, he was a little embarrassed and said, "if you tell me such information, your senior brother won't be angry?"

Han Yan shook his head and said, "it's no secret. Even if I don't tell you, you can find out from other places. Besides, elder martial brother Xiao is broad-minded. How can he be angry with me for such a small matter?"

Su Mo Yu Han said with a smile, "in that case, I'll rest assured. When I fight with your senior brother Xiao in the future, I won't be at a loss."

When they were talking here, they suddenly heard someone behind them sneer and say, "Oh, the man who picked up the dung really thought he had a chance to meet Xiao Jianyang?"

When Su Moyu turned back, they saw a disciple of the sect of Gao Ma Da standing behind Su Moyu and looking at Su Moyu with disdain on his face.