New Return of the Pearl: The Group's Pet Swallow Flies

Xiaoyanzi and the others were all overwhelmed at the moment. Who would have thought that Huo Yuqi and Ye Qingyu, who seemed to have nothing to do with each other on weekdays, actually had such a wonderful fate? That fate seemed like a thin thread that tightly connected the two of them, and it seemed particularly precious in this complicated world.

During this long period of eating and drinking, everyone enjoyed the tranquility and joy of the moment, as if forgetting the disturbances and struggles in the outside world. After eating and drinking to their heart's content, they slowly stood up, slightly tired, and returned to the familiar Lin Mansion.

After this hearty drink, Xiao Zhihang and Liu Chenfeng were filled with joy of reuniting after a long separation. The feeling was like the warm sunshine in spring, gradually spreading in their hearts and enhancing their deep feelings for each other. Then, they smiled at each other and walked back to the children with steady steps.

Huo Chengyue and Du Xueyin were sitting aside, chatting softly about beauty secrets and interesting things about their children's growth. Time passed quietly as they talked. When the party ended, the two were still immersed in the topic just now, with a look of unsatisfied expression on their faces, as if there were still many things they had not finished saying.

Just like that, the night passed quietly, and when the first ray of sunlight in the morning shone on the earth, the whole world seemed to be awakened. The one-on-one final of the martial arts conference, which everyone had been looking forward to, finally kicked off, and the tense and exciting atmosphere instantly filled the entire arena.

Xiaoyanzi and Ertai, dressed in gorgeous clothes, walked side by side to the middle of the stage. Before they went on stage, they were an enviable engaged couple, full of love and sweetness between them.

But once they stepped onto the stage, they immediately changed their identities and became enemies, with a look of determination and resoluteness in their eyes. The victory or loss this time was not only about their personal honor, but also about who would be the leader of the martial arts world. The fate of the entire martial arts world might change because of this game.

Although Xiaoyanzi and Ertai clearly understood that no matter who won the title of Wulin leader, they would become a family in the future, which would be the supreme honor of the whole family. However, for their master, they were more eager to win reputation for him.

Xiaoyanzi was looking forward to her master's reputation as "the best in the world" to be so great that he could legitimately take the throne. Ertai secretly hoped that his master's "second in the world" could surpass "the best in the world", so that he could win glory for his master. After all, he was determined to achieve the goal that his master failed to achieve.

Therefore, the audience witnessed that Xiaoyanzi and Ertai were smiling and getting along well before they went on stage, but once they stepped on the stage, they instantly became expressionless and cold. Their gazes at each other were full of fighting passion.

Following Yunyan's order, the two of them immediately took action.

Xiaoyanzi's figure was as light as a flying swallow, and her inner strength flowed through her body. She performed Li Xiangyi's unique light skill - the graceful step. When her speed reached its peak, she was like a wisp of misty dust, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

That figure was like a ghost, sometimes appearing behind Ertai's broad back, like a quietly lurking shadow, making it difficult to detect its whereabouts; sometimes appearing beside him like a nimble ghost, so fast that Ertai often felt caught off guard, and a sense of helplessness and vigilance surged in his heart, forcing him to remain highly alert at all times to prevent the mysterious existence from suddenly launching an attack, which would make him somewhat defenseless.

Ertai had been practicing profound internal strength since he was young, and his internal strength was so deep and powerful that it should not be underestimated. He knew that once Xiaoyanzi got close to him, he would inevitably fall into a passive situation with her agile skills and courageous momentum. So he decisively performed the exquisite Sad Wind Poplar Palm, which was like an invisible barrier, interweaving into dense palm shadows in the air, effectively blocking the opponent's approach. At the same time, with the blessing of internal strength, he could also cleverly block the opponent's sword stabbing at him, so that it could not hurt him at all.

When Xiaoyanzi's sword and Ertai's palm collided fiercely, it was as if a violent hurricane suddenly rose between heaven and earth, and the invisible internal force fluctuations were like surging waves, radiating violently to the outside of the arena, with amazing power. If it weren't for several skilled and experienced masters standing in the audience who took timely action to block them, these powerful internal force shock waves would probably rage like the claws of the devil, making those innocent people unable to withstand the powerful impact, and they would explode and die like fragile porcelain, and the scene would become horrible.

Xiao Zhihang, Du Xueyin, Liu Chenfeng, Huo Chengyue, Duanmuqing, Yongqi, Erkang, Benjamin, Xiao Feng, Liu Qing, Luo Junchen, Ziwei, Qing'er, Qianyue, Anyaxin, Mu Yunzhi, Liu Hong and others, they were either anxious, or worried, or full of expectation, silently watching and watching this fierce competition in the audience. Everyone's eyes revealed their concern for the result. They all wanted to know whether Xiaoyanzi's passionate and courageous swordsmanship could break through Ertai's defense, or whether Ertai's calm, restrained and powerful Sad Wind Poplar Palm could have the last laugh. Who would win and who would lose became the focus of everyone's attention at this moment, as if the whole world had stopped for their duel at this moment.

The five judges on the stage were like five statues, staring at every corner of the audience, their eyes flashing with a fiery light, as if they could see through everything in the audience. They looked long-awaited, as if they were waiting for a grand duel that could change the fate of the martial arts world. They all had a question in their hearts, that is, who would be the leader of the martial arts world?

After all, their master was from a very secretive and little-known hidden family. His mystery was so deep that even the major sects that had been in the martial arts world for decades had never had the honor to see him, let alone hear any words about his master. It was as if those people were like an illusory shadow hidden behind the long river of time, quietly existing, but so difficult to touch.

And he only appeared in this complicated world for a few short years, but he was able to teach two such outstanding disciples.

Although they had never witnessed with their own eyes what the legendary number one and number two in the world looked like, just from the martial arts attainments displayed by these two disciples, they were indeed worthy of the titles of number one and number two in the world in today's martial arts world.

The majestic momentum contained in each move was like a raging storm, which made people feel awed; the agile and ghostly body movements seemed to be able to shuttle through every corner between heaven and earth, making it impossible to defend against; the fierce and powerful palm method seemed to be able to shake the earth, demonstrating endless power. Whether it was the depth of internal strength or the exquisiteness of the moves, it was enough to make people admire it endlessly, and it was no wonder that such a title was given to the master and disciple.

However, the difference between the "first" and the "second" is not so easy to distinguish. In the martial arts world, sometimes just a slight difference in a move can make a huge difference in one's status. Just like the ever-changing situation, no one can predict what will happen next.