Painted Skin: Girl Monster Hunter

Ruyi asked, "What are these Emeis trying to do?"

"Isn't it just coveting the position of the leader and wanting to avenge the loss of the last competition. This is easy. I will follow Mrs. Yueying's wishes and lose to her in the final competition. I didn't care about the empty position at first. interest."

"Master..." Ruyi was a little worried.

"Don't worry, he will understand when you go back and tell Master the truth. Maybe you won't need to come to this Laoshizi Martial Arts Conference in the future."

"I also want to go and have a look at the final competition," Ruyi said.

"No!" Wang Sheng's face darkened, "Lie down well, what's so interesting about a match that admits defeat. Stay in the room, I will take you back to Laoshan as soon as possible after the match."

Ruyi nodded, got into the quilt, and turned over.

Speaking of which, it's been a few days since I left, and I really miss Master a little.

Thinking of what happened to the two of them before, Ruyi became extremely shy, what kind of attitude should she face her master after returning home...

The final competition is about to begin, and the contestants for the position of leader are Daoist Wangsheng of Xiaoyaomen, Master Yueying of Emei School, Master Hou Kun of Qingyun School, Elder Tang Yu of Tangmen, and Master Yideng of Shaolin Temple.

Among them, the oldest is Master Yideng, who is over ninety years old, with a bald head and white beard, but his eyes are piercing, exuding the light of wisdom; It is really commendable to have such attainments.

The five people stood on the five corners of the platform, looked at each other, and stood still.

The atmosphere is extremely dignified.

Nearly a thousand guests in the audience were even more nervous than those on the stage.

Everyone has the same question in mind, who will win this martial arts conference, and who will win...

The battle between masters is not about fighting but fighting, especially when fighting with five people, it is very important to seize the opportunity, the first person to make a move is likely to become the target of public criticism.

Wang Sheng had no intention of competing for the leader, so he took the lead to break the deadlock and drew out his long sword. The sword whizzed across the sleeves of everyone, and chopped off four pieces of cloth in unison.

He wanted to lure everyone to make a move, and then shouted to admit defeat, consciously out of the game, and let the rest of the people compete with each other, but they all made a move in unison, and the danger was everywhere, Wang Sheng actually became a little interested.

He dodged left and right, became more courageous as he fought, and played a game of eagle catching chickens with everyone on the stage.

Wang Sheng's speed was extremely fast, his lightness kung fu possessed his body, the four of them bit tightly, chasing and hitting.

Wang Sheng went all out, dancing with the long sword in his hand vigorously, seeing every move.

After a long time, the elders of the Tang Sect, who were slightly weak in lightness kung fu, struggled a bit, and couldn't keep up with Wang Sheng's pace.

The audience in the audience couldn't see clearly what was happening on the stage.

I saw the figures on the stage in a trance, the five shadows were entangled, and I didn't know who was who, who made what moves...

For some martial arts practitioners, "victory" is a key word, but not all martial arts practitioners are competitive, and among them are those who value the process like Wang Sheng.

He can get happiness in fighting, he will be strong when he is strong, and he will be brave when he is brave.

This time the top masters from all schools of martial arts joined forces, which stimulated the potential in him even more.

When he was enjoying the fight, he suddenly heard someone shouting from under the stage: "The sword used by Xiaoyaomen's Wangsheng is Qingmang! He is so young and has passed all the way, have you never questioned it!"