step on mountains and rivers

After Zhang Yuan finished speaking, he leaped into the arena with two swords in hand.

Seeing Zhang Yuan on stage, everyone in the martial arts arena was shocked and said:

"Isn't that Zhang Yuan, the master of Wudang?"

"I didn't expect him to participate."

"The heads of all the sects in Jianghu have participated, isn't it normal for him to participate?"

"Too."

"I heard that Master Zhang's martial arts has been at the peak for a long time. That young man is really unlucky to meet him at this time."

"It's the same at any time. We will meet anyway. Rather than suffering, it is better to meet earlier."

"you're right."

While everyone was discussing, Jiang Ling looked at Zhang Yuan in the field and said to Li Zhenwu:

"Brother Li, that's your Wudang man."

"Well, he is Zhang Yuan, the head of Wudang." Li Zhenwu said.

"What?!! He is the head of Wudang!" Jiang Ling said in shock.

"Yes." Li Zhenwu replied.

"Old Tang is miserable now." Jiang Ling said worriedly.

"Not necessarily." Li Zhenwu said calmly.

"Oh? Why?" Seeing Li Zhenwu's calm expression, Lu Qing asked curiously.

"Brother Tang," Li Zhenwu said, looking at the two seriously, "Very strong."

"Your uncle also looks very strong," Jiang Ling said.

"Brother Tang is stronger." Li Zhenwu said seriously.

After Jiang Ling listened to Li Zhenwu's words, he looked at him, thinking that he should be biased towards Tang Qingfeng, that's why he said that, so he didn't argue with him anymore.

Lu Qing looked at Li Zhenwu, and with the same thoughts as Jiang Ling, turned to look at the two people in the field.

In the martial arts arena, Tang Qingfeng looked at Zhang Yuan not far away, and said to him:

"Is head Zhang also signed by Vermilion?"

"En." Zhang Yuan showed the red wooden sign.Tang Qingfeng nodded and said:

"Please enlighten the master."

"Okay." Zhang Yuan said while looking at the martial arts arena, and said to Tang Qingfeng:

"Young Master Tang, this place is a little narrow, I wonder if we can fight in another place?"

"Okay." After Tang Qingfeng returned, he jumped and landed on the roof outside the stadium.Zhang Yuan jumped up immediately after seeing it, and landed opposite him.

The two stood on the roof. Tang Qingfeng glanced around and saw that there was no one there. He was a little puzzled and said:

"Why is there no one here?"

Seeing his doubts, Zhang Yuan replied to him:

"Because of the martial arts election, the head of Chu and the Holy Emperor withdrew people in advance."

"I see." Tang Qingfeng said.

"Well, Young Master Tang can fight with all his might," Zhang Yuan said.

"Okay." After Tang Qingfeng returned, he looked at Zhang Yuan and said seriously:

"Master Zhang, I'm about to start."

"Well, come on." As soon as Zhang Yuan finished speaking, Tang Qingfeng flashed to him, and the sharp fan blade swung out with a cold light, and quickly slashed towards Zhang Yuan's throat.

Seeing this, Zhang Yuan drew out his light sword and swung it.With a clang sound, the fan blade collided with the light sword, and when the two of them jumped back under the force, Tang Qingfeng flicked the folding fan lightly, and a blue-black air blade flew out. The momentum quickly attacked Zhang Yuan.

Looking at the attacking air blade, Zhang Yuan frowned slightly, and secretly said in his heart: "Climb to the top!"

As he thought about it, he concentrated his internal energy on the epee, and with a swipe, a jet of ink-colored sword energy flew out rapidly with blue-black lightning.

With a loud bang, the two air blades collided in the air, exploding fireworks tens of feet wide.

At the firework, the strong impact force exploded and flew out with the explosion as the center, turning into a huge ring-shaped white blade and scattering away.The white blade sliced ​​through the sky, cut through the air, and slashed to the tall buildings in the distance.

With a bang, the high-rise building was chopped off in the middle by a white blade, and it collapsed. Debris splashed from the crack, and smoke and dust tens of feet high were aroused.

Just as one side's white blade cut through the tall building, the other's white blade was flying towards the martial arts arena.

With a shua sound, the white blade slashed across the sky with a strong wind, and the strong air pressure from the strong wind knocked everyone in the field to the ground in an instant.

The explosion roared loudly, and it gradually subsided after a few moments.

Everyone got up from the ground in a daze, and looked up into the sky, only to see the figures of two people flashing in the air, and every time they fought, there was a loud noise.

With a bang, Tang Qingfeng pushed the epee away with one blow, and then swung his arm. Five blue and black silk threads shot out from his fingertips in an instant, approaching Zhang Yuan at a speed invisible to the naked eye.

Zhang Yuan glanced at the attacking silk thread, raised his hand and swung the light sword. With a whoosh, the silk thread brushed against the light sword, turned at a high speed, turned into a sharp spike, and stabbed towards Zhang Yuan's head quickly.

"What?!!" Zhang Yuan looked at the stabbing silk thread in shock, and quickly swung his epee to block it.

With a bang, the silk thread hit the epee, Zhang Yuan charged up with a wave, and when the silk thread was sent flying, Tang Qingfeng lifted the fan and jumped in front of Zhang Yuan, piercing his heart with one.

With a loud bang, the fan blade hit the light sword, and a huge force struck at the place of the hit, shaking Zhang Yuan back.

He raised his sword and landed in the distance, looked at the slightly shaking light sword in his hand, and secretly said in his heart:

"So strong."

Just as he was thinking to himself, dozens of air blades flew out rapidly and approached his figure rapidly.He glanced at the attacking air blade, and when he was about to draw out his sword to block it, he suddenly heard a sound of breaking wind behind him.

Sensing the danger, Zhang Yuan immediately turned around and raised his sword to block the blade of the fan.With a bang, the fan swords collided, and Zhang Yuan used his strength to jump sideways.With a swish, the incoming air blade quickly slashed past where he was just now, and hit Tang Qingfeng head-on.

When Tang Qingfeng saw it, he waved his folding fan, and with a swipe, dozens of air blades were cut into two by Tang Qingfeng in an instant.

The broken air blade split into two, flew past him quickly, and hit the distant roof with a bang bang bang bang. The roof tiles were instantly smashed into pieces by the air blade and flew into the air.

Just as Tang Qingfeng swung his fan to cut off the air blade, a jet of ink-colored sword energy several feet wide flew out rapidly, and arrived in front of Tang Qingfeng in an instant.

Tang Qingfeng looked at the incoming sword energy with a calm expression. He gathered his internal energy and the folding fan, and then swung the fan. With a bang, the sword energy was blown away by the folding fan and fell far away.

Looking at Tang Qingfeng standing with a fan in the distance, Zhang Yuan secretly said in surprise:

"I used [-]% of my energy for the sword just now, but he struck it away so easily. This one is really not easy, he should still be hiding his strength."

Thinking of this, Zhang Yuan felt a little worried. If he continued, he might be the one who exhausted his internal energy first.

He thought about stabilizing his mind, looked at Tang Qingfeng and said:

"Young Master Tang, you and I have almost tested it, why don't we decide the outcome with one move."

"Okay." Tang Qingfeng said.

After Tang Qingfeng's words fell, Zhang Yuan concentrated his internal strength on the epee, and raised the sword to attack Tang Qingfeng at the speed of the wind.

Tang Qingfeng looked at Zhang Yuan who was attacking, gathered his internal energy on the folding fan, and raised the fan to meet him.

With a bang, the epee and the folding fan collided in the air, and where the blades met, the blue-black air blade collided fiercely with the black sword energy.

Looking at Zhang Yuan in front of him, Tang Qingfeng secretly increased his internal strength, and the blue-black air blade instantly became extremely dense.The sharp air blade turned into a sharp sword, slowly pressing towards the black sword air.

Zhang Yuan saw that the air blade was gradually cutting into the sword energy, and he suddenly felt bad. Just as he was about to increase his internal strength, he saw the blue-black air blade suddenly exploded, cutting through the ink-colored sword energy, and almost slashing through the body of the heavy sword. go.

With a bang, the epee was struck away by a huge force, and Zhang Yuan immediately retracted the sword and retreated.When Tang Qingfeng saw it, his figure flashed, and he came in front of him in an instant, and stabbed him in the heart with the fan.

With a bang, the folding fan collided with the epee, and the huge impact knocked Zhang Yuan and his sword into the air, and quickly fell towards the distant roof.

In the air, Zhang Yuan glanced at Tang Qingfeng in the distance, and when he was about to stabilize his figure, he saw Tang Qingfeng disappear suddenly, then flashed high into the sky, and stabbed straight towards him with his fan.

With a bang, the swords and fans collided, Zhang Yuan raised his sword to block the attack, Tang Qingfeng took advantage of the pressure, raised his foot and kicked sideways, and went straight to Zhang Yuan's body.

Tang Qingfeng changed his move suddenly, Zhang Yuan had no time to dodge, his body was kicked away by Tang Qingfeng, and hit the broken roof with a bang.

Among the broken tiles, Zhang Yuan spat out a big mouthful of blood. Holding his sword to support his body, he stood up slowly, looked at Tang Qingfeng not far away and said:

"Young Master Tang is good at martial arts, I was the one who lost."

Tang Qingfeng stood on the eaves, looked at Zhang Yuan in the rubble, and replied calmly:

"Master Zhang, I have accepted it."

"En." Zhang Yuan nodded.

After Zhang Yuan finished speaking, Tang Qingfeng saw that he was a little weak, and cared for him:

"Master Zhang is fine."

"Nothing." Zhang Yuan sat down and adjusted his breath after returning.

Tang Qingfeng waited for him for a while, and seeing that he seemed to be getting better, he said to him:

"Master Zhang, let's go back."

"Okay." After Zhang Yuan finished speaking, he and Tang Qingfeng jumped towards the martial arts arena.

When the two returned to the martial arts arena, Zhang Yuan nodded to Chu Xiaohe, then turned around and jumped back to his seat.

At this moment, everyone in the arena was too shocked to speak by the battle just now.Even when the two came back, they didn't respond.

Chu Xiaohe glanced at the startled crowd, and said to Tang Qingfeng:

"Tang Shaoxia, you will win the battle of Vermilion."

"Okay." Tang Qingfeng nodded, and jumped back in front of Li Zhenwu.

Li Zhenwu looked at Tang Qingfeng in front of him, and said softly to him:

"Brother Tang, how are you doing?"

"I'm fine." Tang Qingfeng said.

"Well, brother Tang, my uncle." Li Zhenwu said.

"He's fine, it's just that he's exhausted a lot of internal energy, he'll be fine after a few days of rest." Tang Qingfeng said.

"Okay." Li Zhenwu nodded.

"En." Tang Qingfeng returned and sat down beside Li Zhenwu.

Li Zhenwu saw that he seemed a little tired, so he said with concern:

"Brother Tang."

"It's okay, I'm just a little tired." Tang Qingfeng said.

"Okay." After Li Zhenwu returned, he looked at Tang Qingfeng and asked softly:

"Brother Tang, do you want to take a break?"

After listening to Li Zhenwu's words, Tang Qingfeng looked at the narrow stone chair and said with some doubts:

"Huh? How to rest here?"

Seeing Tang Qingfeng's doubts, Li Zhenwu looked at him with a slightly red face, and slowly gave up his body and said:

"Brother Tang."

"Zhenwu." Tang Qingfeng understood Li Zhenwu's meaning when he saw Li Zhenwu's actions like this, so he smiled lightly and said:

"Okay, thank you."

After he finished speaking, he moved to Li Zhenwu and fell asleep slowly in his arms.

Seeing Tang Qingfeng sleeping soundly, Jiang Ling said softly to Lu Qing:

"Lu Qing, Old Tang seems to be really tired."

"Well, Master Zhang is very strong. Brother Tang must have spent a lot of internal energy to defeat him without injury, and it is normal to be tired." Lu Qing said.

"Well, what you said makes sense," Jiang Ling said.

While the two were chatting, the Indigo Trial had already begun.

Li Zhenwu glanced at the battle on the field, then at Tang Qingfeng who was sleeping in his arms, reached out and stroked the hair on his forehead, and said gently to him:

"Brother Tang, you have worked hard."

In his sleep, Tang Qingfeng heard Li Zhenwu's voice, and gently replied to him:

"It's not hard."

Tang Qingfeng leaned against Li Zhenwu's arms, sleeping soundly.He even had a very beautiful dream. In the dream, Li Zhenwu was wearing a vermilion phoenix wedding dress, walking towards him slowly, gently stretched out his hands, took him into his arms, and said to him tenderly:

"Brother Tang, you have worked hard."

He looked at the gentle person in front of him, and a strong love rose in his heart.He stretched out his hands, caressed Li Zhenwu's face, and replied to him with extreme tenderness:

"It's not hard."

After finishing speaking, he lowered his head, and put a deep kiss on Li Zhenwu's reddish thin lips.