After the divorce, I was spoiled by Qing Leng Xianjun

Chapter 163
On the mountain top plain, the clouds roll and the clouds relax, a scene of fairy spirit lingering.

There is one person standing at each end of Fengyun Terrace, facing each other from a distance.

One is holding a folding fan, one hand is behind his back, and the other hand is shaking the folding fan slightly. His whole body is covered with a layer of yellow light, so elegant and suave, he is the holy son of the Yuhua School.

The other one was much less impressive, dressed in an unattractive black samurai outfit, with his hands folded over his chest, and a long, army-style dry knife on his back.

Judging from the aura of the two of them alone, the saint son of the Yuhua School is like a banished fairy who has fallen into the mortal world, while Wei Ziyuan of the Guozijian Martial Arts Hall is completely an ordinary martial artist.

Lin Feifei followed her fellow disciples to the stage, and when she saw that they were monks of the Mishan Sect, she stepped aside one after another. This is the status of the Mishan Sect.

Not far from them, gathered the disciples of the Yuhua Sect.Lin Feifei looked at the group of young disciples of the Yuhua School, and found that the other party was talking and laughing happily, with a relaxed expression, as if they were not worried about the Holy Son on the stage at all.

"I have a lot of confidence in Shengzi Yuhua." Lin Feifei commented secretly, turned her eyes away from them, and looked at the students of the Guozijian Martial Arts Hall standing in the stands opposite Fengyuntai.

Compared to the relaxed attitude of the Yuhua Sect disciples, the Budokan students seemed much more nervous, apparently not confident of winning against their fellow disciples on stage.

Fighting monks with martial arts is somewhat at a disadvantage in such a wide venue as Fengyun Terrace.After all, everyone knows that monks are good at attacking from a distance, while warriors are better at close combat.

Lin Feifei looked at the others again, and when she saw Ji Zhanyun sitting in the center, she couldn't help but whispered to Ji Tiantao beside her: "Your brother is so majestic, the bow on his back is shining brightly, Is it not a small background?"

Ji Tiantao and Yourong explained: "It's an ancient divine bow that towers into the sky and shoots the sun. It has been stored in the national treasury. When the second brother broke through to the second rank and became a semi-sage in martial arts, it was given by the emperor."

Lin Feifei nodded lightly, and sighed: "Second Grade, only 33 years old, the speed of martial arts practice is really enviable."

Martial arts half-sages are already on par with those of the first-level gods in the cultivation world. As for who is stronger, you have to compare them to find out.After all, magical powers and exercises directly affect the level of strength.

After confronting each other for a stick of incense, the two people on the stage finally moved.

I saw Shengzi Yuhua holding the fan and throwing it lightly, the fan was immediately strong against the wind, filled with mana, and the lights lit up one after another, shooting towards Wei Ziyuan like an arrow.

Wei Ziyuan took half a step back, danced the dry knife so airtightly, and scattered the gods one by one, his surroundings were suddenly filled with bright lights, which was too beautiful to behold.

But no one will appreciate the beauty, because everyone knows that this is just a beautiful place, but it is actually extremely dangerous.

A student from the Guozijian Martial Arts Hall whispered to the students beside him: "We warriors are at a disadvantage. No matter how fast we are, we still rely on the strength of our blood. We are not like monks, but we can also rely on supernatural powers and magic weapons."

His classmate looked at the situation on the stage with a serious expression, but he said with relief: "When we break through the third rank and hunt the monsters with bone patterns, we will be able to learn their supernatural powers. It will be bad... Eh, no, why is there a light on Ziyuan's knife?
"Indeed! What's the matter?"

The two stopped talking, but watched carefully.

Wei Ziyuan's knife is not an ordinary dry knife, but made of meteorite and black iron.Therefore, after infusing true energy, a faint yellow glow will appear, which is extremely miraculous.

On the Fengyun Terrace, light and shadow interlaced for a moment, swords, lights and fan shadows came and went, and the fight was inextricable.

Judging from the situation, of course Wei Ziyuan was at a disadvantage.Although his speed is fast enough and his saber skills are superb, he has been struggling to resist the continuous attacks of the fan.

But Shengzi Yuhua who manipulated the fan was standing far away on the other side of Fengyun Terrace, and Wei Ziyuan couldn't even touch his clothes.

In such a situation, he was just defending, and once his blood was exhausted, it would be the time for him to lose.

But is he really only passively beaten like this?
If that's all he has, he won't make it to the semifinals.

After breaking up the divine light, Wei Ziyuan slashed forward.

The seemingly ordinary knife actually contains ever-changing changes, even so fast that there is an illusion that time is directly affected visually.

For 20 years, he has only practiced this knife.

This knife is difficult to say, but it is also very simple to say - cut the enemy's weakest point at the fastest speed!

Shengzi Yuhua suddenly couldn't see Wei Ziyuan's figure in front of his eyes. He secretly screamed that it was not good, and relied on his intuition to crazily infuse spiritual power into the shield.

"puff!"

His protective shield was broken, and his spiritual power dissipated extremely quickly. The majestic jade fan even flew in the air, shooting countless divine lights at the position where Wei Ziyuan stood a moment ago, splashing a burst of sparks!
If it weren't for the extremely strong defensive formation on Fengyun Terrace, the platform would be riddled with holes just by this one blow.

But what's the use?

Yuhua sent Shengzi to fly upside down, spat out a mouthful of blood in mid-air, and then flew out of Fengyuntai.

It sounds slow, but in fact everything happened in an instant.

Many people even felt that Wei Ziyuan's figure disappeared in a blink of an eye, and then the Shengzi of the Yuhua School spit blood out of nowhere and flew out of Fengyun Terrace for no reason.

The outcome has been decided, but most of the audience are confused.

How is this going?Wasn't it Wei Ziyuan who was being crushed and beaten by Shengzi Yuhua all the time?How can the outcome be reversed in the blink of an eye?
Shengzi Yuhua staggered under the stage, and the jade fan instantly shrank like a deflated balloon, and fell on the Fengyun Terrace with a "pop".

He couldn't even feel the pain, and it took three seconds for the severe pain to reach his brain.

He lowered his head slowly and saw his chest that was gurgling blood.As long as the knife is deflected by another point, he will confess on the stage.

Shengzi Yuhua hurriedly took out a heart-protecting pill from the storage bag and stuffed it into his mouth, and then tapped a few large acupoints to stop the bleeding, before looking up at the people on the stage.

He lost.

He underestimated warriors in the past, but from now on, his world view has been restructured, Daqian is really a crouching tiger, hidden dragon world.

I heard that this person is usually not outstanding in the Guozijian Martial Arts Hall, but I didn't expect to be so powerful.

In fact, the saint son of the Yuhua School was wrong, Wei Ziyuan is not an ordinary member of the Budokan.

He was lonely and lonely since he was a child, without a father to support and a mother to rely on, and he grew up in a dilapidated gymnasium in the mountains.

When he was seven years old, Emperor Renhuang paid a private visit and happened to see him holding a wooden stick as a sword, and saw that he was a natural born sword, so he immediately ordered his left and right to send him to the Guozijian Martial Arts Hall for training.

Because the Emperor wanted to train him as a secret weapon, for the next 20 years, he was kept under pressure not to let him participate in any martial arts competitions.He was never allowed to participate in the three-year martial arts champion exam.

Therefore, before the exchange banquet, even his classmates had changed, but they didn't know what his strength was.

This is the first time that Wei Ziyuan has shown himself in front of others.

(End of this chapter)