The sword came out of Huashan, and swept the world from the world of swordsman

Huashan swordsmanship is very dangerous and the sword moves are fierce, but after all, as a righteous martial art, it is derived from the Quanzhen swordsmanship and contains the casualness of Taoism.

The moves performed by Xia Xueyi are completely free of casualness and instead reveal a spicy feeling.

Many people secretly worried about Mu Sang. Once stabbed by the sword, his legs would basically be broken.

However, the worry never happened. Xia Xueyi's sword moves were spicy, but he always had a hint of restraint and did not really use his ruthless hands.

This is not only the teaching of Chuanwu Hall in the past three years, but also the love and tenderness in his heart that has never been extinguished.

Jin's book has created many outstanding characters, but Xia Xueyi is absolutely the best in the category of both good and evil, with a unique personality charm.

His relatives were brutally slaughtered by the Wen family, and his heart was full of hatred.

In order to practice martial arts and take revenge, he can play with women's feelings at will.

When he went to the Wen family to seek revenge after his martial arts skills were perfected, he even used poisonous schemes to injure people, killed the men of the Wen family, and raped the women of the surname Wen. His means of revenge were cruel and brutal.

But after falling in love with Wen Yi, the daughter of his enemy, he sang to her, carved small toys with wood to make her happy, and finally let go of hatred for love.

He could take it and put it down.

He knew who to treat well and who to treat badly, and he knew the priorities when doing things.

The Huashan swordsmanship he practiced was full of spiciness because of hatred.

When fighting with Mu Sang, because of the friendship between the same school, his moves were ruthless but affectionate.

In essence, Xia Xueyi was not a gentleman, but he was definitely a flesh-and-blood person who knew how to love and hate.

In Yue Zhuoqun's opinion, such Xia Xueyi was more likable than Linghu Chong, who seemed to be casual and free-spirited, but eventually got involved with the Sun and Moon Sect.

However, with his presence in this life, after three years of teaching at the Chuanwu Hall, both Xia Xueyi and Linghu Chong's personalities have changed greatly from their original trajectories.

The battle in the field was soon decided.

Mu Sang's Qinggong was very powerful, but he still lacked effective offensive means against Xia Xueyi. After fighting for more than fifty moves, he could only admit defeat.

The second match was between Feng Xinghua and Mu Renqing. Feng Xinghua's swordsmanship was not weak to begin with. He was good at Huashan swordsmanship and Kuangfeng fast sword. In addition, he was three years older than Mu Renqing and had practiced martial arts for a few more years, so he finally won.

The third match was between Yue Lingshan and Cheng Shuanghua.

Yue Lingshan was the youngest among the ten people. The others were at least fifteen years old, but she was only eleven years old.

Even with Yue Zhuoqun's special training and Mingyu Gong, she still lost in the end.

The fourth match was between Yang Lin and Xiao Fang, and Yang Lin won.

The fifth match was between Linghu Chong and Chen Yuanxiu, and Linghu Chong won.

After letting everyone recover for a moment, Hua Shaokun walked into the arena, glanced at everyone and said softly:

"The top five ranking battle begins, Linghu Chong vs. Yang Lin."

The two young men each held a sword and walked slowly to the arena to face each other from a distance.

Linghu Chong took a deep breath, clasped his fists and said, "Brother Yang, I will not hold back in this battle, and I hope you can also show your strongest strength."

"Of course!"

After three years of getting along in Huashan, even if the two were not in the same class, they had already known each other for a long time and had a good relationship.

But today's battle is not only about competing for the first place for them, but also about who can become the master's direct disciple, and neither of them is willing to let them go.

Chi!

Chi!

With the crisp sound of the sword, the two rushed towards each other at the same time, and the sword moves were launched.

The same age, the same swordsmanship, can be said to be tit-for-tat.

One is to keep Yue Zhuoqun from disappointing and keep the position of the direct disciple, and the other has loved martial arts since childhood and is competing for the status of the disciple.

The two have been practicing martial arts very hard in the past three years, and they have almost no time for leisure and entertainment.

Linghu Chong is no longer the casual boy he used to be. He has to find a place to practice his internal strength after evening classes every day.

Yang Lin is similar. He was born in a merchant family and followed his father to do business since he was a child. He is very good at dealing with people.

He has already become friends with the old disciples of Huashan Sect and often asks his senior brothers for martial arts advice.

In the entire Chuanwu Hall, except for Xia Xueyi who practices sword hard for revenge, it is difficult to find someone who works harder than the two.

The two have learned the same martial arts and are about the same in strength. Although the battle is exciting, it is much less entertaining than the previous battle.

After fighting for a hundred moves, the Huashan sword technique has been performed several times, but there is still no sign of who is better.

Later, when the sword is drawn, the other hand is no longer idle, and fist and palm skills are added.

There is a kind of illusion that "the moves taught by the same master cannot be broken".

On the high platform, a group of elders nodded frequently.

"These two young men are very good. At this age, their strength has almost reached the second-rate level, which is stronger than when we were young."

Feng Buping sighed.

When he was practicing sword in HuashanFollowing the path of the Sword Sect, his strength improved rapidly in the early stage.

But no matter how fast it was, he would not be at this level when he was seventeen or eighteen years old.

Ning Zhongze even looked at Yue Zhuoqun and asked curiously: "Brother, which one do you prefer between Chong'er and Lin'er as the eldest disciple?"

Hearing Ning Zhongze's question, everyone, including Feng Qingyang, turned their eyes.

They were also curious about this question.

Linghu Chong went to Huashan at the age of eight. Before that, he was raised as a son by Yue Buqun and his wife. He acted freely and made people feel close.

Although Yang Lin went to the mountain late, he had a cheerful personality, was good at socializing and talking, and was calm in dealing with people.

In their opinion, no matter who became the eldest brother, it would be suitable.

Yue Zhuoqun did not have much entanglement on this topic, and said frankly:

"Chong'er is innocent and lively, and it is easy for him to get along with his fellow apprentices, but this will inevitably make him feel less dignified, and he also lacks a sense of the overall situation in dealing with things.

The head disciple often needs to represent me and is the face of Huashan. The mature and stable Lin'er is more suitable.

But today there is a big competition, so we don't have to worry about who to choose. They can compete based on their strength."

He prefers Yang Lin, but since Linghu Chong's temperament has changed so much, if he really wins the competition, he will not object to letting Linghu Chong be the eldest brother.

Everyone nodded when they heard this, it was true.

The fight in the field has reached a critical juncture. The two men abandoned their swords and directly competed with their palms to show their internal strength.

There was a muffled sound, and the four palms collided, and the wind and waves were raised around the body, and the sleeves fluttered.

Yang Lin was slightly inferior in internal strength and was shocked back.

Everyone thought that Linghu Chong would win, but unexpectedly, the retreating Yang Lin stepped on the ground with both feet and turned up in the air.

From top to bottom, his fingers were like swords against Linghu Chong's eyebrows.

The lightness skill displayed at this last moment was not inferior to Mu Sang's before.

Linghu Chong felt complicated and sighed bitterly, "Brother Yang, congratulations."

"Brother Linghu, thank you." Yang Lin smiled and stopped.

He rarely displayed this lightness skill in front of others, just waiting for the critical moment to explode.

The scene when Yue Zhuoqun broke into the Yellow River Gang with the Golden Goose Skill left a deep impression on him.

That was also the beginning of his thorough admiration for Yue Zhuoqun.

How could he not pay attention to lightness skill when he came to Huashan to practice martial arts?