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The discussion continued for a while, and the curtain came to an end as a figure suddenly approached. At the same time, the curtain of another scene opened.

"Lord Mu." Daoist Yuchong leaned slightly towards the visitor, then stroked his long beard and said with a smile: "Since Lord Mu has already left the customs, the old Taoist will no longer stand here and make a fool of himself."

"Daoist Yuchong was joking. If there were no Taoist priests and seniors to fight for the younger generation, I'm afraid they would have been in a mess by now. Mu Lang is here to thank you." Mu Lang bowed his hands, and then bowed to everyone in the audience Apologies, words and deeds are respectful and satisfying, and hearty smiles dispel the unhappiness in everyone's hearts.

I have to sigh that Mu Lang is very good at being a man. It is no wonder that he can sit in the position of leader for 20 years without any complaints. With just a few words, he can dispel all the complaints from the past few days. If he is just a simple leader of martial arts, Qin Yixiao might have a good impression of him, but unfortunately... no one is perfect.

Since Mu Lang is here, there is no reason for the martial arts conference to drag on.Most of the people in Jianghu didn't have a set of hypocrisy. After Mu Lang's simple opening remarks, with the sound of the huge gong hanging on the side of the main stage, the conference began.

No one noticed, and at the moment the gong sounded, an inconspicuous figure left from the crowd.

The moment the gong fell silent, someone jumped onto the round platform. Qin Yixiao didn't care about who they were, and paid attention to the constant exchanges between Mu Lang and Qin Muchen. Daoist Yuchong and the others were talking in a low voice, seeing his dignified look, Qin Yixiao roughly guessed that it should be related to him.

After watching for a while, Qin Yixiao turned his eyes away from Mu Lang and looked at Qin Muchen. He didn't know when there was another person beside him, and he didn't look like a good person like the people he brought.Seeing him whisper a few words in Qin Muchen's ear, Qin Muchen's face immediately became ugly.Qin Yixiao was very curious, but unfortunately he couldn't hear what they said.

……

"You said they're all gone?" The folding fan broke in his slender hands with a snap, and the suppressed anger barely affected the surrounding people.

As if aware of the strangeness of the throw, Qin Muchen immediately restrained his anger, looked at the stage with the same smile, but his lips were slightly parted: "When did the judge leave?"

"Returning to the master, according to the waiter at the inn, they left the day after the regent's assassination."

"The second day?" Qin Muchen squinted his eyes slightly, and quickly analyzed the judge's intention to leave in his mind.

Just dissatisfied with yourself?No, he has clearly intimidated the judges, and Xiangsheng Building respects strength, and it is impossible for them to disrespect him with his current strength, so why did they leave suddenly?

Is he still dissatisfied with himself or... Could it be that the judge discovered something from his inner strength?

Thinking of this possibility, Qin Muchen felt uneasy. Mu Lang told him that everyone's internal force has his own brand when he stabilized his internal force. There are and associated.

At the beginning, Hu Mei guessed that Yan Wang imparted internal force to herself just by looking at her, and guessed that Yan Wang was dead.Based on the judge's familiarity with Hades, the internal force in his body would certainly not be able to hide from the other party, and the death of Hades would definitely not be able to hide from him, and his submission at that time must not have been voluntary.Since he was unwilling, why did he leave silently?

After struggling to find the source, a figure leaped onto the platform at this moment. His behavior was quite soft and his voice was high-pitched. Everyone focused on him, including Qin Muchen.

"Six-door Xiao Deming, please enlighten me, young hero."

"Deming?" His eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a trace of surprise and anger.

Qin Muchen immediately asked his confidant to whisper in his ear: "Did the people sent kill that little bastard?"

The thin man immediately lowered his head and said in panic: "Return to the master, the brothers who were sent were all killed by the hands of the six doors, but Gusu heard that the regent was seriously injured, and he is still in a coma."

Qin Muchen lowered his face, stared at the people on the stage, gritted his teeth secretly, his brows were furrowed, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

……

"Six-door Xiao Deming, please enlighten me, young hero."

"Eunuch?" The young man on the opposite side frowned, looked him up and down and said, "I heard that the commander of the six sects is an eunuch, so it must be you."

Deming smiled faintly: "It's right here."

"Since you are the commander of the six sects, you should not be weak. Jin Wuji of the Golden Knife Gate, please enlighten me!" The young man said, holding the handle of the saber with his right hand.

Deming bowed slightly, cupped his hands and said, "Please enlighten me."

"excuse me!"

Jin Wuji said, his eyes fixed, and he jumped in front of Deming with a brisk step, the hand on the handle of the knife suddenly tightened, and when he pulled it out, a white light was better than today's sun, piercing people's eyes with pain.

Deming looked calm, tapped his toes, and immediately opened the distance between the two of them. With his right hand, he picked up a few leaves on the stage and held them in his hand.

"This method..." Under the Yingyue platform, an old Taoist stroked his beard and narrowed his eyes.

On the stage, Jin Wuji, who had just exchanged a hand, frowned again, looked at Deming's calm look, and let out a long breath, then wrapped his breath around Deming again.

Deming seemed to have expected it, raised his hand calmly, and threw out the leaf in his hand as he retreated. The leaf was as powerful as a thousand catties, repelling the falling crisis time and time again. The sound came to everyone's ears, and a trace of admiration for Deming could not help but rise in their hearts.

"This little eunuch's technique is very familiar, I feel like I've seen it somewhere before." The old man still frowned, the creases gathered like ravines.

"Xiao Deming... Xiao... so it's him!" The old Taoist suddenly opened his eyes, with surprise and nostalgia in his eyes.

"Master uncle recognizes this technique?" A young Xiaodao next to the old Taoist asked curiously.

"Of course I recognize him, I have competed with him back then." The old man said with a smile.

"Then who won?" The young Taoist was even more curious.

The old man stroked his long beard triumphantly: "Of course I won the old man."

While talking and laughing, the winner on the stage has been divided.

Jin Wuji lightly touched the scar on his neck, a piercing pain made him gasp involuntarily.

Looking at Deming, who was unscathed and still calm, Jin Wuji put away his knife, cupped his fists and said, "I admit defeat, thank you for your enlightenment!"

Deming smiled, bowed and said humbly, "Accept."

Jin Wuji nodded, turned around and jumped off the stage, his words and deeds showed that the martial artist was upright and forthright, even if he lost, the defeat was admirable.