all the way to fairy

Chapter 81 Wen Ming
Wei Lin did not refuse, the other two were Wen Ming and Hao Si in the top three.

Wen Ming, as can be seen from his name, is the second generation of Canye Pavilion Xiu, the great-grandson of Zuo Hu Dharma Mangzhong, Jinshui Linggen, like Lan Shu, he has entered the ninth level of Qi training for many years, before Wei Linfu, he and Lan Shu and Yue Yi are both the seed players of the qi training competition, and they are also the strongest among the three.

The blue book builds the foundation, Yue Yi has already been eliminated, he is Wei Lin's formidable opponent to win the championship this time, he broke the Aoki Sword against Yue Yi, Wen Ming is much stronger than him, the Aoki Sword can't hold it no matter how you look at it.

Coming out of the market building, Yunli's heart ached so much that it cost a total of 700 yuan of spirit stones to buy a magic weapon that she might never use again after using it once, her heart ached.

When the new round of lottery came out, everyone's emotions were once again high. The first round of the top three was Wen Ming vs. Qian Jiu. In their hearts, this was supposed to be the last round to win the championship, but unexpectedly, it was brought forward again.

Yunli patted Wei Lin on the shoulder: "Come on, it's the last two rounds, win the victory, get the sword, and reach the pinnacle of life from now on."

"Wishful thinking." An extremely contemptuous voice came from the side.

Which little bastard is such a spoiler?

Yunli glared at them. She was thin and monkey-like. When the ape evolved into a human being, the boy in black who was stopped after only half the evolution looked sideways at them, with no concealment of contempt on his face.

In front of him was a free and easy and arrogant young man in a moon-white dress, with a silver crown and hair, and a handsome face. At this moment, he was walking forward without squinting, as if there was nothing worthy of his second glance.

Yunli frowned, "Who are you?"

The monkey-faced boy spat, "My son doesn't even know, ignorance."

Yunli rolled her eyes, and was about to say a few more harsh words when Lan Shu's voice sounded behind her, "What a coincidence, you are all here."

The arrogance on the boy's face dissipated, and he frowned at her and said, "We agreed to build the foundation together after Xiaobi, why did you break through ahead of time?"

"There were some accidents, so I took advantage of the trend to build the foundation." Lan Shu said calmly, but the melon-eaters onlookers couldn't help but take advantage of the trend to build the foundation. It was as simple as drinking a glass of boiled water. Ji was exhausted, and the person who tried his best was instantly turned into ashes.

"Really?" Wen Ming smiled meaningfully, and then said: "It's about to start, I'll go and prepare first."

He completely ignored Wei Lin throughout the whole process, as if he was an insignificant person.

"He's just like this, he'll be fine once he gets to know him well." Lan Shu explained with a smile, and encouraged Wei Lin a few more words before walking away.

Yunli was gearing up, and said to Wei Lin, "Beat me hard, don't show mercy!"

Of these two people, one is long-sleeved and good at dancing, and there are her flowers and butterflies everywhere, and the other is a big cock who has no one in sight, they really match each other!
The rainbow light flashed across the sky, and on the high platforms on both sides of the arena, the pavilion master Zhenjun Xingye led the lore Jingzhe, Mangzhong, and a group of high-level officials of the Remnant Night Pavilion to appear on it. The Yunshu Immortal Mansion has not made any progress so far, and the pavilion owner is not in a high mood. Skip all the links and announce the start.

The two on the stage didn't have the slightest sense of camaraderie, and when the referee gave an order, Wen Ming quickly drew out a dark blue broadsword at a speed that didn't match his name. In the blink of an eye, Wei Lin was already in front of him.

Wei Lin raised his wrist, and the rapier and broad sword collided fiercely, sparks shot out, and immediately, the dark blue light flooded, covering the entire arena in an instant.

This person really lives up to his reputation and is very strong!
In the overwhelming blue light, a little bit of greenness shone, as if a seedling had broken through the ground, and the greenness slowly faded away. The blue light was pushed away bit by bit, and the blue light shot up into the sky. , the belts of the two of them fluttered, and the ink hair danced wildly.

The two intersecting swords slowly staggered, Wei Lin's eyes moved up with the thin sword in his hand, and at the moment the two swords separated, he touched the ground with his toes, flew around and raised the sword to block the attacking blade again.

The sword in Wen Ming's hand was retracted at one point, and his body flipped around in the air to get behind Wei Lin and stab at his back. Wei Lin raised his elbow, flipped the long sword in his hand, and blocked the stabbing broad sword again. The broad sword on it also slid away.

Wen Ming was startled, the long sword touched the ground, and leaped into the air with his strength, Wei Lin bent his knees and jumped up, slamming his sword fiercely, the sharp sword energy wrapped in the green light, Wen Ming in the air had nowhere to use his strength , Shengsheng received this move, fell straight down, stood upside down when he was close to the ground, with the long sword at the point of the ring, his body turned over and landed firmly.

His eyes narrowed slightly, this Qianjiu is not at all like a rookie who has been in the cabinet for more than a year, and his battle experience is even richer than him.

The depths of the eyes are shining, this opponent is worth fighting!
The eyes of the two met across the air, their fighting spirit was ignited in an instant, and in the next instant they raised their swords and fought together again.

On the high platform, the pavilion master Xingye turned his head and smiled at the mangzhong on the left: "Your great-grandson is really good, but you are a little impatient."

Wen Ming has been in the ninth level of Qi training for many years, and the degree of spiritual power is incomparable to Qian Jiu, who has just entered the ninth level of Qi training, but he is too impatient. If it is really as he expected, he will suppress Qian Jiu as soon as he comes up It's easy to say, but he didn't suppress it.

After Qian Jiu broke his suppression, he panicked and made the wrong decision to switch to the air.They are in the Qi training period, they can't float in the air for a long time, and they can't borrow strength in the air, so Qian Jiu seized the opportunity and swung that sharp sword;
On the contrary, Qian Jiu has been fighting steadily. Although her spiritual power is not as good as Wen Ming's, her mentality, fighting skills, and timing control are all excellent. Facing Wen Ming's fierce offensive in the early stage, she responded steadily and did not panic Not in a hurry, and when the opportunity comes, he is not procrastinating. He will make a move when it is time to make a move, and he will not rush in when he gets a hit. He will continue to fight steadily and wait for the opportunity.

Just like a wolf lurking in the dark night, it patiently circles around, and whenever there is a chance, it will quickly pounce on its prey and ruthlessly tear it to pieces.

Mangzhong's face was flushed red, his face was forced, his lips moved a few times, and he said: "This kid has never been calm, the pavilion master laughed."

Xingye narrowed his eyes slightly, and changed his tone, "But I heard that he has already comprehended the sword power, so he doesn't need to care about these details."

"Master, you can't just be partial to Senior Brother Wen Ming just because you watched him grow up." Lan Shu behind Xingye pouted and said coquettishly. Shang said: "Junior Brother Qianjiu joined the cabinet relatively late, but his strength is not bad."

"You." There was a smile on Xingye's face, and he nodded lovingly between her eyebrows, then he turned his head and said to Jing Zhe on the right: "You are a rare disciple, at such a young age, your heart is full of pain. It is rare, given time, his cultivation level will rise, and he will definitely be No.1 among the younger generation."

This is because the situation of this battle is not optimistic, Jing Zhe twitched the corners of his mouth, still calm and calm, "The Pavilion Master has won the award."

Mangzhong's eyes flickered, and he said, "If you want me to say, this young generation, Lan Shu is the most outstanding kid. He built the foundation early, and it's rare that the foundation is still solid."

"Uncle, if you praise me again, Lan Shu is going to float away." Lan Shu tilted his head slightly and said playfully.

"Hahaha, you girl!" For a moment, there was joy on the high platform, and the treacherous and undercurrents just now seemed to be just an illusion.

Lan Shu's crescent-shaped eyes stared at the white figure on the field with a complicated expression.

The two fiercely fighting in the field suddenly separated, Wei Lin tilted his sword tip, his fingers trembled slightly, and a little blood bloomed on the white clothes. Looking down, he saw a faint blue light flashing around Wen Ming's body three feet away, and his pupils shrank , This is the sword movement, different from the occasional sword movement that he only touches the fur. Wen Ming's sword movement has obviously been comprehended for a long time, and he has been able to retract and release freely, and the shape of the sword movement has begun to appear.

"It's sword power!" Someone in the audience exclaimed.

"You can comprehend the sword power during the Qi training period, Senior Brother Wen Ming deserves to be No. 1 under Foundation Establishment!"

"It seems that the leader of the competition this time is Senior Brother Wen Ming."

Yunli is also a little worried, she doesn't know how to use a sword, and she doesn't have a deep understanding of sword movements, she only knows that Wei Lin's sword movements have not formed a fixed, substantial form like Wen Ming's.

The discussion in the audience didn't affect the two people on the stage. Wen Ming stood up with his sword in his hand and said, "Admit defeat, I have already understood the power of the sword, it is impossible for you to defeat me."

(End of this chapter)