"In the first round, let the young ones take the lead." The representative selected by the Tianbo Mansion took the lead in asking the suzerain and others for instructions: "The young ones have admired the sword sect since childhood but have nowhere to enter. Now It is a blessing to be able to contribute to the competition.”
He said so with his mouth, but he had no idea in his heart. Li Daochang instructed him to take the lead, so he had to bite the bullet.
Li Daochang is a think tank figure in Tianbo Mansion. After careful observation and listening to the words of the suzerain and Elder Bai just now, he has already figured it out: Today is not a matter of Tianbo Mansion's face, but the suzerain wants to use this to test the disciples.
This masked woman is obviously Xiao Ruoyao, the suzerain wants Xiao Ruoyao to practice with the day disciples from Wu Kingdom. That being the case, we should try our best to assist the suzerain's idea.
Instead of letting the girl take risks to get in touch with unfamiliar warriors and martial arts, it is better to use Tianbo Mansion's staff as alchemy stones, which is more assured.
The young guards of Tianbo Mansion stepped forward steadily, and the profound energy gradually circulated in the whole body.
The profound energy of ordinary warriors does not run at full speed in normal times, and there is no particularly strong profound energy fluctuation or shock. However, a foresight or a specialized teacher and counselor can tell the depth of the other party's cultivation.
In the eyes of everyone, this young bodyguard is the pinnacle of five-star profound energy, slightly inferior to the six-star profound energy of Huo Jing, the Zonghengquan Fist on the opposite side, but he may not be without the power to fight.
Huo Jing is also a relatively stable person among the people in Wu Kingdom. He was dressed in a black warrior outfit with some colorful spots, and stood three or four steps away from the young guards of Tianbo Mansion who were wearing white, and they each stood still and bowed their hands in salute.
"Don't hurt the other party's life, and don't suffer from amputation." Li Daochang said loudly.
Lu Yan, the leader of everyone in the opposite Wu Kingdom, also nodded: "That's exactly the case, the best thing is to learn from each other."
Everyone wants to win in their hearts, but they still have to do it on the bright side. The day disciples of Wu Kingdom don't dare to go too far, after all, they belong to other people's land. If someone is killed or seriously injured, I'm afraid it won't be so easy to leave.
Lu Yan and Chu Quxiang are both sons of Wu Kingdom. Although one has likes and dislikes, and one has good politics, they all want to brag about it when they return home.
If he was victorious today and returned whole body, he would naturally have the capital to brag about when he returned to Wu Kingdom. What fist shakes the Tianbo mansion, the sword shakes the entire capital... let's blow it to the sea!
To win the hearts of the beauties and earn the fame of the aristocratic family, Chu Quxiang wished he could kill everyone here.
Of course he knew Yun Qi, the master of Qi, so he deliberately used words to squeeze the other party, so as not to have a master come up.
It was limited to the disciples of Qi and Jin who were under the age of 20 and under the moon rank. He discussed with Lu Yan and felt that the chances of winning were not small.
In their eyes, the two of them are considered outstanding among geniuses. Today, without a prior note, Tianbo Mansion was caught off guard by rushing directly, and there would never be such an outstanding disciple present.
Looking at the candidates screened by Tianbo Mansion opposite, it is almost difficult to find qualified candidates. In the end, an ordinary guard came out, and it took so much effort to find the right one, obviously the other party was completely unprepared.
Attacking the unintentional with the intention is indeed a big profit. Young Master Chu was delighted to see the young guard coming out from the opposite side.
Having a higher level of profound energy is ultimately an advantage. Although the difference between the fifth level and the sixth level is not a huge difference, if the martial arts skills of the two sides are similar, it is doomed to be superior or inferior.
Zonghengquan Huo Jing raised his hand in salute: "Brother, please."
"Don't dare to be a brother." The young guards of Tianbo Mansion also cupped their fists and cupped their hands: "I am the owner, so I should give up three moves first."
Both sides moved their hands quite politely. The young guard even started politely on the defensive.
When the suzerain saw it, he said in a low voice, "It's pedantic."
Elder Bai nodded beside him: "If she goes up, will it be the same?"
"Then you have to ask her." The suzerain looked back at Wu Zhe slightly: "You come forward and talk about your opinion."
"I would like to obey the teacher's order." Wu Zhe replied yes, walked two steps forward with his head down, and stood beside the Suzerain's chair.
In this way, Wu Zhe is on the right hand side of Bo channel leader. She is now standing between the two chairs.
The head of the Bo channel thought it over a little bit, and asked suspiciously: "Wait, I heard something wrong just now. What did you and Lao Bai just say, were you referring to this girl?"
The suzerain laughed and said, "Who do you think I am? I am very selective in accepting apprentices."
The two of them deliberately suppressed their words with profound energy, and their volume sank to the bottom three steps away from them, and there was no sound at all. Only Wu Zhe, Elder Bai and Ma Zhuan were within range.
"Aren't you unwilling to accept her as an apprentice?" Taoist Bo was puzzled.
The suzerain spread his hands: "Yes, up to now there is no tea ceremony. It is her freedom to call her master, and I can't cover the little girl's mouth with my hands."
"What kind of talk is this?" Bo channel leader rolled his eyelids: "What can this little girl do to make you, an old wood, tempted to accept disciples?"
The suzerain sighed: "I reckon, if your apprentice Ma Zhuan's Wu surname, she might not be at the same level."
Bo channel leader raised his chin: "For you have vision."
Ma Zhuan was listening, and raised his chin even more.
Elder Bai could hardly hold back his laughter.
Yes, not on one level. How many people in this world can have the same level of talent as this girl? Naturally, this young Taoist priest Ma Zhuan couldn't be.
They were talking here, and the two of them had fought together for more than twenty times on the field.
Huo Jing of Zonghengquan naturally uses boxing techniques, while the young guard uses palm techniques.
"By the way, let your apprentice, Ma Zhuan, talk about his experience of the two sides' sparring?" The suzerain suggested.
The head of the Bo channel flicked the whisk: "Okay, Brick boy, just tell me what you saw?"
"That Xiaodao is showing off." Ma Zhuan heard the words and immediately said loudly: "The two people on the field are fighting, and they are all the ancestral skills of each school. One is Zonghengquan, and the other is Fenyunquan."
His voice was not restrained at all, and even slightly used the power of profound energy, which was heard everywhere.
Whether it was the spectators of the surrounding Tianbo Mansion, or some sword servant disciples of the Sword Fighting Sect, and even the day disciples of the Wu Kingdom on the opposite side, they all looked at Ma Zhuan who spoke and analyzed.
The suzerain and the others didn't stop, just smiled and listened.
Seeing that everyone was paying attention to him, Ma Zhuan couldn't help blushing, and eloquently said excitedly: "The former pays attention to grand opening and closing, clear edges and corners, straight to go, and defeats the enemy with maximum strength. The joints are weak, and you can catch and fight... "
After some aggressive words, he stopped for a long time. The routines of the two sides were not bad at all in his analysis.
"Girl, it's up to you to talk." The suzerain glanced at Wu Zhe.
"Uh... I won't say it." Wu Zhe rubbed the back of his head in embarrassment.
"What could that be? Just show it."
"I can count..."
"What number?"
"Seven, six, five, four, three, two, one... down!" Wu Zhe turned his face to the suzerain, seemingly not looking at the field, and said so.
With a bang, the young guard on the field fell to the ground. (To be continued.)