Chapter 63
Chapter 63
Ling Xingyuan woke up, he felt a gentle breeze blowing on his face, and there was a soft song of birds in his ears.He opened his eyes, and found himself lying on a bed, covered with a quilt, with a handsome face in front of him.
Chang Yushu said with a smile: "Wake up."
Ling Xingyuan sat up and asked, "Where am I?"
Chang Yushu replied: "You are at my house."
Ling Xingyuan looked around, this room is obviously not a guest room, but Chang Yushu's own room, there are many traces of life.He asked again: "Brother Chang, I'm sorry, I didn't talk nonsense when I was drunk, did I?"
Chang Yushu said softly: "No, you have good wine, and fell asleep after getting drunk."
Ling Xingyuan heaved a sigh of relief, as long as he didn't talk nonsense.
"How about I show you the house?" Chang Yushu actually had selfish intentions when he said this.In his imagination, he will live here with Ling Xingyuan in the future, so he wants to show Ling Xingyuan to see if Ling Xingyuan likes this house.
"Okay." Ling Xingyuan didn't know what Chang Yushu was thinking, and got off the bed neatly.
Chang Yushu took Ling Xingyuan to walk for a while, and then finished the house.
This house is not big, but it is very quiet and elegant.Everything inside is exquisite.It is not like the residence of immortals, but more like the residence of literati and refined scholars.
Chang Yushu asked: "What do you think of this house?"
Ling Xingyuan said casually: "It's pretty good."
"As long as the younger brother thinks it's good." Chang Yushu said with a smile.
Ling Xingyuan felt that what Chang Yushu said was strange, so he glanced at him.
Chang Yushu said in a low voice: "If you can get a companion and live in seclusion here, it's nothing rare to be a fairy."
"Brother, what you said is wrong. If you have a Taoist companion, you should join hands with fellow practitioners, so that both of you can become immortals." Ling Xingyuan said seriously.
Chang Yushu coughed and said, "Junior Brother is right."
His sweetheart is too incomprehensible.I really don't know how long it will be until Ling Xingyuan opens his mind.
Ling Xingyuan looked at the sky, "I'm going back to Qingxu Peak, otherwise Master will be worried."
"I'll see you off." Chang Yushu sent Ling Xingyuan all the way to the gate of Qingxu Peak.
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After a while, it was the day when the sect Xiaobi started.
On the Wuji Square of Yuxu Peak, a arena was set up.There is a large Chinese character "磁" written on the arena, on which there are twelve flags, representing the Twelve Peaks of Kunlun, and two big drums in front.
Those who participate in the martial arts competition are divided into ten groups: A, B, C, D, E, Ji, Geng, Xin, Ren, and Gui, and the group is determined by drawing lots.
Ling Xingyuan went to the lottery disciples, and took out a wooden stick from the lottery tube, with Group A No. [-] written on it.
He looked at the wooden board hanging behind the lottery disciples. On the wooden board, the opponent that each number would meet was written out.He is No. [-] in Group A, so his opponent in the first battle is No. [-] in Group A.
The drums sounded, and the martial art competition started, and everyone gathered around the ring.
On the arena, two Kunlun School disciples were fighting fiercely.The two of them came and went, very lively.
Ling Xingyuan also followed the crowd and walked towards the ring.However, he stood by the arena and watched for a while, and felt that the disciples on the arena were low-level, and there was really nothing to see.
Maybe it's because the martial arts competition has just started, and the masters haven't come out yet.
So, Ling Xingyuan found a random place to sit down, closed his eyes and meditated.
"In the next battle, No. [-] Yu Wenguang of Group A will face No. [-] Ling Xingyuan of Group A."
Ling Xingyuan opened his eyes, stood up, and walked onto the ring.
There was a lot of discussion, because Ling Xingyuan was very famous among the Kunlun School.He is Bai Wanghan's only disciple, and he was once ordered by the head of the sect to go to various sects. It is said that he once went to the Demon Realm and fought bloody battles with the demons.However, no one has seen these, so some people think that he does not live up to his name.
Yu Wenguang also stepped onto the ring, cupped his fists and said, "Taixu Peak Yu Wenguang, please enlighten me."
Ling Xingyuan also cupped his fists and said, "Ling Xingyuan of Qingxu Peak, please enlighten me."
When he started, he met Shen Sinian, the master of Taixu Peak, and his weapon was a fan.And the weapon of this Taixu Peak disciple is also a fan.
Yu Wenguang opened the iron fan in his hand with a bang, the design was exquisite, and the edge was glowing coldly.If it was shaved by this iron fan, a piece of flesh would probably be lost.
It was the first time for Ling Xingyuan to fight against the disciples of the Kunlun School. He was very curious about Taixu Peak's skills, so he only defended instead of attacking.
The iron fan in Yu Wenguang's hand coincided with the meaning of Tai Chi and gossip. There are countless back moves in one move, layer upon layer, like waves and tides.
Ling Xingyuan turned from defense to offense after Yu Wenguang's moves were exhausted.
Yu Wenguang was defeated by Ling Xingyuan before he used up all his moves, and he couldn't use any second moves.He was impatient, and there were more and more flaws in his moves.
On the other hand, Ling Xingyuan had a good time.
Within a few moves, Yu Wenguang was defeated by Ling Xingyuan's men.He lowered his head and said, "I'm not as good as Senior Brother Ling."
Ling Xingyuan smiled faintly, "Accepted."
"Ling Xingyuan, No. [-] of Group A, wins."
The next few battles were lackluster.
Ling Xingyuan easily qualified as the first place in Group A.However, he has not yet obtained the qualification to participate in the sect competition, and he has to compare with the disciples of other groups.
The Kunlun disciples usually only hear Ling Xingyuan's name, but they don't know his strength.This time, they knew that there was such a genius who was not inferior to Chang Yushu in the sect.Originally thought that if Chang Yushu did not participate in the sect competition, the laurels might fall to other sects.It seems that the Kunlun Sect is about to make a big splash in this martial art competition.
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In Ling Xingyuan's anticipation, it was finally his turn to fight against the Kunlun disciples from other groups.
"The next battle is Group A No. [-] Ling Xingyuan vs Group E No. [-] Tang Xiaoping."
Tang Xiaoping's name has the word "笑" in it, so people laugh before saying anything, "Bu Xufeng Tang Xiaoping, please enlighten me."
Because Bu Xufeng's exercises are suitable for women, most of his disciples are female.Moreover, this peak is light, agile and elegant, and has its own unique features. It is the best among the twelve peaks of Kunlun.
And Bu Xufeng Tang Xiaoping is even more incredible, she was the No.3 in the school competition last year.However, she was not lucky in signing this year, so she unexpectedly met Ling Xingyuan, the dark horse of the school Xiaobi, so soon.
Ling Xingyuan also smiled and said: "Qingxu Peak Ling Xingyuan, please enlighten me."
When Tang Xiaoping smiled, her eyes were crescent-shaped, "My weapon, you have to be careful."
After speaking, she took off a weapon from her waist.This object is called the nine-section whip, which consists of a whip handle, a whip head and eight steel sections.
She has outstanding body skills, coupled with a flexible nine-section whip, it is hard to guard against.In the past martial art competitions, she was invincible by virtue of this.
It was the first time for Ling Xingyuan to meet an opponent who used the nine-section whip. Unexpectedly, he was hit by the whip on his right arm, causing unbearable pain.But even though he was injured, he still didn't change his face.
Tang Xiaoping praised: "He's a man."
Ling Xingyuan smiled faintly, "You have to be careful too."
He was extremely clever, and after beating Tang Xiaoping for a while, he gradually figured out the law of the nine-section whip.Although the nine-section whip changes in many ways, as long as it is a man-made thing, there will be rules.
Tang Xiaoping also felt that the opponent in front of her was getting more and more difficult.Being able to figure out her routine in such a short period of time.What kind of opponent is she facing?In a few more years, how terrifying will this person grow to?
She used to think that she was the best among the younger generation of disciples.For the first time, she felt a sense of crisis, a feeling she had never felt even in the face of Chang Yushu.
She danced the nine-section whip in her hand tightly, "It's really the waves of the Yangtze River pushing the waves forward, and a new generation replaces the old."
"Attention!" Ling Xingyuan resorted to a trick "Yun He Wu Ji".
The sword intent condensed into a line, breaking through the defense of the nine-section whip.
The nine-jointed whip in Tang Xiaoping's hand was shattered inch by inch, and blood was oozing from the tiger's mouth.Her usual smiling face was rarely expressionless, "Oh, I lost."
Ling Xingyuan said apologetically, "I'm offended."
He and Tang Xiaoping had fought to this point, and it was no longer possible to avoid hurting each other. After all, on the battlefield, swords have no eyes.
Tang Xiaoping put on a bright smile again, "Senior Brother Ling is really amazing, I admire it. It's a pity that I lost and couldn't participate in the martial art competition. But I have participated so many times before, it's okay to be lazy this time. Brother Ling, you have to work hard."
Ling Xingyuan took out the pill from the storage ring and handed it to Tang Xiaoping, "Please accept it."
"Thank you." Tang Xiaoping accepted the pill.
"Ling Xingyuan, No. [-] of Group A, wins."
When Ling Xingyuan got off the ring, Chang Yushu immediately walked to his side.
Chang Yushu held Ling Xingyuan's wrist, "You care about other people's injuries, why don't you care about your own injuries."
When he was under the ring just now, he saw the nine-section whip on Ling Xingyuan's arm, which was more painful than hitting himself.He had obviously suffered many injuries that were more serious than this, but he couldn't see that Ling Xingyuan was injured.
Ling Xingyuan smiled and said, "It's just a small injury."
Chang Yushu rolled up Ling Xingyuan's sleeves, exposing his forearms, "How can this be called a minor injury!"
In his opinion, none of Ling Xingyuan's injuries could be called minor injuries.
The part of Ling Xingyuan's arm that was hit by the nine-section whip was already swollen.The bruises, against the fair complexion, looked even more terrifying.
Ling Xingyuan glanced at his arm, "It's not bleeding, it's really a minor injury."
Chang Yushu lowered his head, took out the medicine from the storage ring, and applied it on Ling Xingyuan's wound.
Ling Xingyuan hissed in pain.
Chang Yushu raised his head, "Since it's a minor injury, don't call it painful."
He said so, but the movements of his hands became more and more gentle, for fear of hurting Ling Xingyuan.
"I'm just afraid of pain." Ling Xingyuan stuck out his tongue.
Chang Yushu looked at Ling Xingyuan, this person is so afraid of pain, but he still wants to participate in the martial arts competition, and in the future he will also participate in the martial art competition.He knew that he would suffer more injuries, but he still walked on that road.
After applying the medicine, he put Ling Xingyuan's sleeves down, "You are such a strange person."
Ling Xingyuan wrinkled his nose, he didn't like the smell of medicine, "Senior brother is so strange."
"You." Chang Yushu couldn't help pinching Ling Xingyuan's nose.
As a junior, why is he so cute everywhere, even his nose is cute.
Ling Xingyuan's nose was pinched by Chang Yushu, and his voice was vague, "Brother, don't pinch my nose."
Chang Yushu let go, but moved his face closer, and touched Ling Xingyuan's nose with his own.
Ling Xingyuan backed away again and again, "Senior brother also said that I was weird, but obviously senior brother is the strangest."
Chang Yushu laughed several times, full of heartiness.
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