You are not a white lotus at all [Quick Transmigration]

A few days later, the weather was sunny and the competition officially began.

The elders of the Zongmen sat above the appointed Youhao martial arts arena to prepare for later judgments and special situations. Around the martial arts arena were some fellow sects, in groups of twos and threes.

Except for those classmates who hadn't masked their faces, Ye Simian saw Wei Ying and Huang Li standing together, surrounded by some people from the patrol team. Afterwards, Chen Yingde, whom he had met a few days ago, stood together with some of his classmates who had been to the secret realm. , most of the team members who have been to the mortal world together are also here, the junior sister from the mission hall is talking with a certain female cultivator, and the few people who have met once in the pharmacy and guarding the back mountain are Scattered in every corner, inconspicuous in the crowd.

Ye Simian smiled, then nodded to Wuxi who was following, and walked quickly to the side of the elder, and signed the competition agreement according to the procedure.

Jiang Xing, who was next door, signed it in the corresponding place after he signed it.

——It is not as good as life and death, regardless of gains or losses.

Ye Simian looked at Jiang Xing after these words, and said, "Thank you, Senior Brother Jiang."

Within the same sect, everyone naturally needs to be friendly to each other and cannot hurt each other. However, sometimes, there will always be some friction between people, and when do they need to vent their emotions.Thus, the agreement on the martial arts field came into being.

The two sides of the competition agreed on the rules before entering the arena and formulated them into a book, and each left their names, and then when they "discussed" in the martial arts arena, no one would be held accountable even if there were any mistakes. Punish according to the door rules.

Ye Simian received the gauntlet before, on which were written the original rules, life and death are up to God, now seeing that the detailed rules have been changed a little, he is still a little surprised.

Jiang Xing nodded upon hearing this, and simply said, "Please."

So the two came to the stage, and the elder stood up and read out the rules, and announced the official start of the competition after confirmation.

After bowing down and performing a big salute to each other, Ye Simian quickly raised his sword to block the blow, and then kept dodging and parrying in the aftermath of the stormy attacks, trampling the basic footwork of the Taihua School on the snow. The mark walked quickly and deftly.

One rushed and the other dodged.

Someone twitched the corners of his mouth in this situation, covered his face with a fan again, and then returned to his previous concentration.

The offensive and defensive momentum on the field remained unchanged. Ye Simian divided the sword in his hand into two rapiers and protected it with both hands. place.

From the human point of view, it means that there is more haste between coping.

Suddenly, Jiang Xing's attack frequency slowed down, and then stepped back one step, and turned to Ye Simian's back in three steps.

Cangmang Xing's footwork is ethereal and hard to find, coupled with the thunderous strike of the sea, it can really make the enemy get used to the previous storm and wind attack and catch them off guard.

Ye Simian thought so, and after avoiding it, she recognized that Jiang Xing's move was the third move of the Guiyi swordsmanship, and after a slight smile, she retreated two feet to the edge of the arena in an instant, raised her two swords, and summoned Jiuxiao thunder.

A bolt of lightning struck in an instant, creating cracks in the arena after Jiang Xing avoided it.

Everyone in the martial arts arena was taken aback for a moment, and then looked in a certain direction.

Wei Ying continued to watch quietly under the eyes of everyone, pretending not to know what other people were thinking.

But in the blink of an eye, no one continued to stare at Wei Ying, wondering how Ye Simian could use the same method to use the Thunderbolt that he is best at, and even the special details of those details are the same——

A burst of sweet fragrance wafted from the surroundings. In the smell, everyone found that the osmanthus trees in the distance were all blooming in this instant.

——Six laurel fragrance.

Under the watchful eyes of a few people, Jiang Xing was hit by a sudden sword light and fell out of the arena. At this moment, the scent of the surroundings permeated the noses of everyone.

In the past, Elder Qingyi was famous for his battles during his travels in Qingyuan, and everyone in the world knew the name of his exquisite swordsmanship.

With a sword coming from the sky, Splendid Cangshan Mountain.

Anyone who has seen Elder Qingyi's sword strike will remember that scene for life.

But now, they seem to have seen the Lingxiu swordsmanship again - even if it is only a small prototype.

After someone came back to their senses, they slowly looked towards Fifth Creek outside the arena.

Wuxi smiled under everyone's gaze, applauded, and said, "Congratulations, Senior Brother Ye."

So the stunned crowd applauded slowly after this, and after that, someone turned their heads to look at Jiang Xing who had fallen outside with a dazed expression.

Jiang Xing was struggling to get up from the ground.

Those who saw the past felt relieved a lot after this, comforting themselves and saying: It's just good luck and similar appearance.

Lingxiu swordsmanship is famous all over the world. One is that all swords are invincible, and the other is that a little bit of harmony will bring about the birth of all things.

Who can survive the Lingxiu swordsmanship intact?

——Even though, this "spiritual swordsmanship" was indeed in a hurry, making everything outside the competition arena flourish.

Someone waved a fan, the smile became more sincere after that, and applauded along with the crowd, and looked at the pale Ye Simian on the arena.

Ye Simian smiled, as if she had exhausted all her spiritual power in that move.

However, if you win, you win. Although, it was just a coincidence that Lingxiu's swordsmanship was two points similar in appearance, which made Senior Brother Jiang fall down.

Thinking about it, Chen Yingde smiled again, and then he heard: "Thank you."

In the distance, Jiang Xing stood up, put away his sword, and bent over Ye Simian solemnly.

"It's fine, we're all from the same sect, so there's no need to really hurt anyone during the competition." Ye Simian said, shaking her head with a hooked corner of her mouth, "I also want to thank senior brother for being merciful."

——It is not as good as life and death, regardless of gains or losses.

Jiang Xing thought of what he had been persuaded before, and began to suppress the anger in his heart. If, this person is really bloodthirsty...

I won't be so perfect now.

Therefore, the idea of ​​being obsessed is the possibility after removing the impossible.

Jiang Xing thought of this and said: "I'm sorry." After thinking about the clansman, he still pressed the redundant words.

Those words really shouldn't be said.

That's right, an idea that shouldn't be: Even if the young patriarch is spoiled, he is not to blame.

Everyone was stunned for a while, and at the right time, Wuxi also said: "Senior Brother Ye seems to have achieved some success in his Lingxiu swordsmanship."

——Before Ning Yunshen was thrown into Qianxun Peak to succeed him as the peak master, everyone called him Elder Qingyi, just like the head of the sect, before he was the master, everyone respectfully called him Elder Qing Yuan.

Ye Simian smiled in her voice, stepped off the stage, and said, "Lord Ning Feng gave you a good guide."

Everyone was horrified in an instant, and there was a lot of discussion.

Seeing this, Ye Simian curled her lips, and after sneering, she saw the system two meters away was also jumping up and down, looking happy.

He was happier than himself.

——It's a matter of course, what's there to be happy about.

Thus, Ye Simian calmed down in an instant in response to the system, and let the elder lead him away with a humble face.

The elder brought Ye Simian and Jiang Xing together, and then yelled amidst the noise of the crowd: "Quiet."

The audience was much quieter.

Seeing this, the elder with white beard read the previous agreement once more, and announced the result of this competition:

"This competition did not violate the agreement, and all results will be determined according to the facts."

"Ye Simian, win."

The system waved the flag and shouted: "Win!!!"