"Door No. 75?"

Huangfu Cheng raised his eyebrows slightly, and then he laughed: "It's such a coincidence. I'm also on the 75th, but I want to face Brother Zhang, but after the third game, I hope that at that time, I can still meet you with Brother Zhang and have some competition."

How could Zhang Xin not hear this sentence? He didn't care much, he tidied up his robe and carefully looked at the long sword "Qiu Lan" around his waist.

Xie Ling'er looked entangled. She hoped that Zhang Xin would win this time and stayed to join Xuanzong with her, but also knew that this hope was extremely slim. She was worried that Zhang Xin would be sad afterwards and would be even more difficult to meet in the future.

The last thousand words could only be transformed into one sentence: "Brother Xin, you must be careful. You would rather lose than hurt yourself."

Wang Feng nodded in agreement: "Xiang Junior Sister's words are reasonable! Even if I can't pass this time, there are still outer sects. My Xuanzong will select disciples from outer sects every ten years. It's not that there is no chance, Zhang Xin, you can't destroy yourself."

Zhang Xin sighed secretly, he was too lazy to answer, so he walked directly to Platform No. 75. When he climbed onto the ring from the left, his opponent also walked up from the opposite side.

It was a young man about fourteen years old, with a handsome face, a white robe, a long sword, and a fluttering shirt, looking graceful. Unfortunately, the acne on this forehead was slightly devastated and destroyed the scenery like a picture.

When Zhang Xin saw this, he felt relieved. He was afraid that his opponent was a man of seventeen or eighteen years old. After losing to him in this game, he didn't even have to play the loser group, and missed the opportunity to make progress.

The preparation time was about sixty breaths, but the young man opposite Zhang Xin looked proud: "Are you Zhang Xin? Do you know who is here?"

Zhang Xinwei was stunned and thought to himself that you are a 14-year-old baby, why dare you call yourself "I"? Then he asked in discomfort: "Do you dare to ask your name?"

"I am Fang Xinzi, the Ten-Supreme Divine Swordsman, and I am the number one swordsman of Jiulipo!"

The boy raised his chin slightly: "It's your misfortune to meet me today!"

Zhang Xin almost laughed out loud, thinking that his first opponent was really 2. But then he was moved and remembered his youth as Shangguan Xuanhao, whose personality was even more bizarre than this boy.

As soon as he thought of this, Zhang Xin suddenly felt aroused his mind and his eyes were slightly condensed: "So it is the Ten Absolute Divine Sword? I have long admired the name!"

But he immediately raised his clothes and looked arrogant: "It's too early to say that it's unfortunate, but Zhang Xin is called Mad Sword! Today I'm honored to be able to fight the Jiulipo Divine Sword."

"Mad Knife? I haven't heard of it,"

The young man hummed softly, as if he was casually drawing his sword in his hand: "It's okay, let's learn about Brother Zhang's martial arts today and see if he deserves the name of this crazy sword!"

Zhang Xin laughed loudly, and suddenly flicked the sleeve of the robe, swung it on the hilt of the knife. The spiritual energy shocked, and the long sword was out of its sheath and flew out. It rolled around in the air for several rounds, shining a cold light, and it fell into his hand after a few breaths.

"Then Brother Fang, be careful. The sword in my hand is a sharp weapon in the world. The knife is three feet and nine inches long and has a net weight of nine kilograms and seven liang. It will blow hair and break hair!"

Fang Xinzi looked at Zhang Xin's series of fancy actions, his expression was stunned, his eyes full of envy and annoyance.

However, this person immediately reacted and danced a sword flower: "This sword is made of three thousand feet of fine iron underground. The sword is three feet and four inches long and has a net weight of eight kilograms and three liang. It can cut iron like mud. Please be careful with Brother Zhang!"

At this time, Xie Ling'er, who was twenty feet away from the ring, could not help but cover her eyes with her hands, and she felt a little reluctant to see it. She thought that her brother, she didn't know what crazy she was going!

Are you embarrassed by the magic sword? Many people are watching here.

Huangfu Cheng finished reading in a daze, and then smiled sarcastically: "Brother Zhang, it seems that he is really an interesting person."

Wang Fengze shook his head slightly: "It seems that I will really send this brother Zhang down the mountain later. I have heard of this Xinzi briefly. The number one swordsman in Jiulipo is not a blowjob. He is indeed almost invincible in the Sun and Moon Martial Arts Hall in Jiulipo. This guy has a good talent and has been recommended to the Huiling Class to practice the method of the spiritual master in advance. But even if he doesn't go to your side, he will definitely get it if he wants to enter the inner gate."

The so-called Sun and Moon Martial Arts Hall is a place where the Sun and Moon Xuanzong was opened in the town at the foot of the mountain to teach children from all over the country to practice martial arts and exercise. On the one hand, it can enable the people to have the ability to deal with some low-powered evil demons when they become adults, and on the other hand, it can also train the sects to advance and lay the foundation for spiritual masters for children from all over the country.

Among them, the best with spiritual master qualifications also have the hope of joining the Huiling Class to practice.

The spiritual master who was the referee on the stage obviously couldn't stand it anymore. After sixty breaths passed, he immediately waved the flag: "Start!"

In Fang Xinzi's eyes, a light flashed slightly: "Be careful Brother Zhang!"

His first sword was to go straight into the central palace, and a long rainbow penetrated the sun, piercing Zhang Xin's chest and abdomen. The sword light was extremely fast and made it difficult to catch.

Zhang Xin only glanced at him and a little bit of admiration flashed in his eyes. This man boasted that he was the Ten Great Sword, but his skills in the sword were indeed solid.

Then he took a step, pulled away, and swung it out again. When the sword light was fixed, it was already in front of Fang Xinzi's nose. It was only one inch away, not less than a cent!

“Eh?”

Fang Xinzi maintained the posture of stabbing forward, blinking his eyes, not believing it. It took him a while to confirm that the knife could just be cut into his face.

After thinking for a while, Fang Xinzi realized that he had lost, and his face suddenly showed a look of annoyance, but this person who was also a straightforward person immediately put away the sword and said in a depressed voice: "It was Fang Xinzi who was defeated. Today, the Ten Absolute Divine Swords were defeated by the Mad Sword!"

Zhang Xinyi put the knife in the sheath. Seeing Fang Xinzi looking sad, he couldn't help feeling a little guilty. He felt that he was just an adult bullying the child.

However, after a little change in his mind, he gave up comfort and laughed: "Your swordsmanship is good, but unfortunately you are too conservative and not my opponent! This time, on the spiritual master's path, I will take the lead in the Sun and Moon Mountain Competition. Six years later, I hope to fight with you the Ten Absolute Divine Sword!"

Fang Xinzi's expression was slightly lit, and his eyes seemed to be glowing: "Brother Zhang's sword technique convinced me. However, Fang will not lose to you in the spiritual master's way. I am also looking forward to seeing Kuang Dao again in six years!"

The referee originally wanted to drive away people, but at this moment, seeing these two people looking at each other's mutual appreciation, their cold faces were slightly relieved and allowed them to "communicate".

Wang Feng, who was in disbelief in the audience, looked at the two above in a daze and thought no, he would have defeated too quickly!

Zhang Xin actually won! This guy has a nearly three-year vacancy period and has only resumed his practice two months ago.

There is also Fang Xinzi, who is invincible in Jiulipo, but why is it just a single knife?

——No! It should be that this guy’s sword skills are too powerful. Should he have reached that level?

Huangfu Cheng was also a little surprised, frowned, and seemed to be extremely puzzled.

Xie Ling'er's face was relaxed and she realized something. She thought it was right. Three years ago, it was Brother Xin who rescued herself from the desperate situation. Although she didn't know what happened at that time, it must be difficult? After that, when Zhang Xin woke up occasionally, he also gave her sword skills a lot. It was that time that made her sword skills progress rapidly and was recommended to Huiling Class. Brother Xin's suggestions are still beneficial to her, and even surpassed many teachers in Huiling Class.

How could Zhang Xin be a weak person like this?

Thinking of this, before the collapse of Guangling Mountain three years ago, Brother Xin must have been very good in the martial arts hall. However, due to an accident, it was delayed for three years.
Chapter completed!