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Chapter 44 One Sword

Ye Zhiqiu is a low-key person. He only practices swordsmanship and piano without competing with others.

Ye Zhiqiu is also high-profile, simply because he became the leader's disciple as soon as he went up the mountain, and he was very close to the senior sister who was extremely beautiful in the eyes of all Wudang disciples.

This kind of thing has aroused countless hatreds and made many Wudang disciples itch with hatred, but they couldn't do anything against this newcomer.

Now that it's time for the monthly competition, it's a good time to clean up the newcomers.

It would be a pity if this opportunity was wasted.

"My Wudang competition is held once a month. The rules have been posted. I think everyone knows it. There is only one thing. I want to emphasize again that we are all in the same discipline. Don't hurt anyone's life!"

Standing in the center of the competition stage was an elder from the Wudang Sect, speaking solemnly.

"yes!"

All Wudang disciples responded in unison.

"The first scene, Feng Mingzhe versus Xia Yongyan. Begin!"

In Wudang's big competition, there is only one ring, and only one pair goes up at a time to compete, while other Wudang disciples watch below, in order to see their strengths and weaknesses from the fight between the two disciples on the stage, so as to absorb them.

their advantages and avoid possible disadvantages.

As for the two disciples competing in martial arts, they were decided by drawing lots. A vs. A2, A3 vs. A4, A5 vs. A6, A7 vs. A8.

B versus B versus B, B versus B versus B from three…

Ye Zhiqiu drew Yiyi, and he had to wait for several more games.

Ye Zhiqiu looked at the sword discussion among the disciples in the stands and found that it was not interesting. He did not see any advantages, but he saw a lot of disadvantages.

He looked back at his senior sister and found that the senior sister also shook her head and was very dissatisfied with the performance of the two junior brothers on the stage.

With such a level, how can you kill the enemy? When you get to the arena, you will only be afraid of being killed!

"Next game!"

The rookies were pecking each other to determine the winner. In the end, Xia Yongyan came out on top and won the first game.

Immediately afterwards, the next scene began.

People on the stage are fighting swords, and people on the stage are watching the battle.

Time passed quickly, and soon it was time for Ye Zhiqiu to come on stage.

Yi Er's name is Yan Hongfeng, and he is a disciple whom Ye Zhiqiu does not know, but Ye Zhiqiu feels that this Yan Hongfeng must know him.

Ye Zhiqiu could tell from his eyes that this Yan Hongfeng was very excited and agitated, and he wanted to defeat Ye Zhiqiu immediately, become famous in Wudang, and make Ye Zhiqiu completely defeated.

"start."

The elders on the side gave orders.

"Junior Brother Ye, please."

Yan Hongfeng suppressed the excitement in his heart and saluted Ye Zhiqiu according to the rules of the competition.

"Senior Brother Yan, please."

Ye Zhiqiu also saluted.

After the salute, it was time to compete with swords.

Yan Hongfeng was about to show his majesty and defeat Ye Zhiqiu with his exquisite swordsmanship, but he saw a sword light speeding up, breaking his sword, and then came to his neck in an instant.

Ye Zhiqiu attacked the enemy first and won with one move.

There is no other way, just two words: fast and big.

Fast means fast, big means powerful.

There is a certain truth to the fact that martial arts in the world are fast and invincible. Yan Hongfeng only raised the sword at the moment when Ye Zhiqiu's sword came, and he had already lost.

"In this game, Ye Zhiqiu wins!"

In less than a minute, the elder announced the winner of this competition, causing an uproar in the audience.

Before they could see clearly, the contest was over.

What exactly happened? Yan Hongfeng couldn't be fixing the match.

But looking at Yan Hongfeng's confused look, they felt that it didn't look like a match-fixing.

Not only the disciples in the audience were confused, but even the elders watching the battle on the stage were also a little confused. This elder had also heard of Ye Zhiqiu's name and knew that Ye Zhiqiu was the disciple of the leader, so he also wanted to see Ye Zhiqiu after he came to the stage.

Let’s take a look at what the master’s disciple is capable of.

Then, he saw it and couldn't believe it.

This disciple's sword is really too fast!

Not to mention that the disciple had a hard time reacting, even he might have a hard time reacting.

If he hadn't been worried about coming over, wouldn't he have lost against this disciple?

The Wudang Sect has such a powerful disciple!

"Junior brother, your swordsmanship is really amazing now."

Off the court, only Lun Wan'er was not surprised.

She has been giving moves to her junior brother every day for this month, so she naturally knows his progress. His rapid progress and strong swordsmanship are simply rare in the world.

The first time she had a fight with her junior brother, she was still able to bully her junior brother for not knowing how to fight in actual combat. The Nine Palace Sword was unable to exert its maximum power. After more than ten days, she was no longer able to oppress her junior brother. Instead, she was oppressed by her junior brother.

She was unable to use the secrets of the Nine Palaces Sword. When a month was approaching, the junior brother no longer needed to use the complete Nine Palaces Sword to suppress her. Instead, he moved one move at a time, both fast and cruel, so fast that it was difficult for her to react.

Even if she reacted, her sword would still be knocked away by her junior brother, and then the sword would fly across the air and land in front of her neck.

The junior brother made her feel the crisis of life and death several times. Fortunately, the junior brother could stop in time every time. If he couldn't stop, she would die.

For this reason, she did not seriously teach her junior brother how to play the piano for several days, but also practiced swordsmanship at night.

"Sister, what's your number?"

Ye Zhiqiu smiled slightly and asked Lun Wan'er.

"I'm Yiwu. I'll be here for the next show."

Lun Wan'er recovered her mind and smiled.

"I guess with Senior Sister's current swordsmanship, it's no problem to beat other disciples."

Lun Wan'er didn't say anything, but she still had these confidences.

These days, my junior brother has tortured her really miserably. If she doesn't make some progress, wouldn't it be that the torture was in vain?

"Next game, Lun Wan'er versus Zhao Xingzhou."

The elder's words immediately caused a stir among the disciples. It was their most beautiful, gentle and powerful senior sister who appeared.

"Sister, please!"

"Junior brother please!"

The two of them saluted, and Lun Wan'er still used the Nine Palace Sword that she was best at. Zhao Xingzhou also used the sword to fight back, but in less than twenty rounds, he had been suppressed by Lun Wan'er and was unable to fight back.

With one sword blow, Zhao Xingzhou was defeated.

"Lun Wan'er wins!"

The elders watching the battle announced the winner and loser.

"Wan'er's swordsmanship is really getting better and better."

The smiling look of the elder watching the battle was completely different from his attitude toward other people, and the Wudang disciples had long been accustomed to it.

Just because although Lun Wan'er is not a disciple of the leader, she is the number one master in Wudang and a disciple of the leader's senior brother Yan Chongtian. With this background, coupled with Lun Wan'er's beauty and martial arts skills, no one in Wudang dares to bully her.

Lun Wan'er.

"Thank you for the compliment, uncle."

Lun Wan'er bowed and left the ring.

"Junior brother, how am I doing?"

Under the attention of everyone, Lun Wan'er came to Ye Zhiqiu and asked Ye Zhiqiu.

"It's not bad. If senior sister played normally, he should be able to win in the tenth round. He had a flaw at that time, but you didn't see it, senior sister."

"..."

Lun Wan'er glared at Ye Zhiqiu and smiled again. "Okay, I'll work hard next time."

"..."
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