Many people have heard about Xichuan's new brother and sister of gifted teachers. It's not until now that they see the young man standing on the high platform that they find that the rumored young man without regret is so young.

Among the three schools of Zhengdao, the inner gate of Tianyin square is full of female students. The second one is Luo Qian's competition. The girls who come to cheer on look at the dignified young man on the stage for a moment, but they are slightly absent-minded.

Mo Li's opponent is Yang Sui, a disciple of Tianying sect affiliated to Zhengqi sect. The onlookers thought it would be a one-sided battle, but they didn't think that Yang Sui stepped into the challenge arena, looked deeply at him, dropped a word and jumped down again.

"I'm not your opponent, I give up!"

It's rare to admit defeat so easily in such an important competition. For a moment, people can't help but open their mouths and fall into a short period of stagnation. Only a few people who know the inside story understand the reasons.

Different from the other groups, the situation of this group is relatively clear. Each of the three groups has one person, Luo Zixiao, Li wuhui and Mo Xianxian. The difference lies in the ranking they can get at the end of the first round. Of the remaining two, Yang Sui and Wang Ting are not on the right track. The confrontation between them is particularly important, and it is very likely that they will be the last to enter the next round. Of course, it doesn't rule out Luo Zixiao's deliberately losing to Yang Sui and crowding out Wang Ting.

Mo Li estimates that Luo Zixiao will not let go. After all, only by getting more points can he get the priority of drawing lots in the next round. Moreover, Luo Zixiao and Yang Sui's battle is before his battle with Wang Ting. If Luo Zixiao really intentionally let go of water, Mo Li doesn't mind losing to Wang Ting. After all, he is still very fond of the young people who have a good talk with each other these days.

In a word, the key still depends on the battle between the two men, so Yang Sui admits defeat decisively when he knows that he is not an opponent, in order to preserve his strength and prevent the other side from deliberately attacking him.

The other side admits defeat, Mo Li is also happy to be at leisure. After listening to the referee's announcement, he jumps off the challenge arena cleanly, which disappoints many people who want to watch.

Mo Li didn't leave at the first time, because the next match of this group will be Luo Zixiao against Mo Xianxian, that is Luo Qian.

Luo Zixiao's face is fixed with a gentle smile, while Luo Qian's face is cold but dignified. One left and one right, they went to the white jade challenge arena and stood. A young man in white robes was three feet across the green front. The gentle bow of his hand was really a bit of a dandy.

"Younger martial sister Qian"

"My name is mo!"

Luo Qian obviously doesn't want to be too polite with this guy.

Luo Zi Xiaowei Leng for a while, not satisfied with the smile, nodded: "sister Mo, please give me more advice!"

"Please

Luo Qian's wrist is flying, silver light on the ring is flashing, and a slender sword is already in hand.

Shua——

Shua——

The two men went out towards the center at the same time. They pointed at the sword behind them, and the fighting spirit lingered. When they met in the first day of junior high school, the momentum spread to all directions.

Broken virtual state!

Luo Zixiao, as a disciple of zhengqimen xuezang, is naturally not weak in cultivation. As soon as he makes a move, people will feel that his real strength is in a broken void! I thought the girl on the opposite side would be in decline. When the two swords collided, the onlookers found that the girl's state was not bad at all!

It's really a fight!

Mo Li was not too surprised. He found the girl's terrible progress before. It can only be said that the inheritance of her and girl Lin in the floating palace is really not simple, which makes the two sisters experience real qualitative change in a short time!

"Ziqi comes from the East!"

"Flying fish chasing smoke!"

Two people from the beginning of the trial gradually entered the anxious war, all kinds of subtle war gas emerge in endlessly. Mo Li finally has a chance to study the martial arts characteristics of zhengqimen. As for the fighting skills of tianyinfang, Mo Li didn't want to see the clue from Luo Qian's moves. After all, she used more martial arts skills.

I think so, but the voice from one side makes Mo Li's body freeze instantly.

"It's worthy of being a gifted disciple of Tianyin square! How can you cultivate flying fish to the fourth level An old man with white beard looked at the young girl dancing like a fairy on the stage.

"Master Daoqing, do you think this girl is using the fighting skills of tianyinfang?" Mo Li Man is surprised to turn his head. This old man is one of the elders of Taiyi mountain. He is familiar with it these days.

"Yes, she is a disciple of tianyinfang. What's so strange about that?" The old man looked at Mo Li suspiciously, and then said: "not only this move, but also she used the double wild geese to sing together before, and the Phoenix fell to the nine heavens, which are all the core combat skills of Tianyin square from the founding school to now. Only the inner disciples have the chance to practice them!"

Mo from the eyes of the surprise more and more thick, lingering in the bottom of my heart doubts swept away!

No wonder - no wonder the magic sound told the two sisters of the Lin family to untie the inheritance and need the help of Dongfang nettle! In terms of time, it's not too long for Dongfang nettle to take over tianyinfang. Even if Luo Qian has the help of inheritance, it's impossible to master tianyinfang's combat skills in a short time. These combat skills can only be learned from her inheritance. In the inheritance, there are the famous fighting skills of tianyinfang, which was founded by Jiyao in those years. Then the inheritance that the two sisters accepted in Fuxiao palace must have something to do with Jiyao. It is likely that her disciples left it!

Mo Li finally understood why he was familiar with Lin Wan'er's swordsmanship when he pointed it out in the dense forest. At that time, he just felt that it was all from Fuxiao palace. At this time, he suddenly realized that no matter Lin Wan'er or Luo Qian on the stage, his swordsmanship was so similar to that of Dongfang nettle!

At that moment, the scene on the stage has finally changed. Although Luo Qian's progress in this period of time is fast, he and Lin Wan'er are facing the same problem: the realm is unstable, and he is not sure about his own strength. Familiar with a few sets of combat skills, he was in an absolute disadvantage, and was gradually suppressed by Luo Zixiao.

The victory is gradually clear, and Luo Zixiao's look is gradually relaxed. On the contrary, although the girl fighting against him is suppressed, she never gives up her efforts.

Once again, Luo Zixiao stepped back and advised: "sister Qianqian, your level is not stable. It's not good for you to keep fighting. Admit defeat!"

"I won't give up until I win or lose!"

The expression on the girl's face is very stubborn. Looking at Mo Li from a distance, she can't help recalling the scene of saving the woman several times in Nanyuan. At that time, she was also so dead brain, decided things will not regress.

"Younger martial sister, why are you suffering?"

"Cut the crap. If you can take my move, I'll give up!"

The girl holds the sword tightly in her hands, and her snow-white skirt is flying with the wind. The pure fighting spirit is slowly converging from all directions towards her weak body.