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Just as Tang Qingfeng was pinching Li Zhenwu's bones, Chu Xiaohe jumped into the arena, kicking off the prelude to the Xuanqing battle.

Seeing Chu Xiaohe fall, everyone in the field threw the sticks in their hands into the distance.

"Master Chu has been at the pinnacle of martial arts for many years. Apart from Wudang Daoist Li Chengfeng and the old gang leader Chen Jianghe of the Beggar Gang who can fight him, who else can beat him? Isn't he going to die?"

One way.

"That's right, but Daoist Li Chengfeng and old gang leader Chen Jianghe didn't join the war." Another person said.

"It's a pity." Another person said.

Lan Mo listened to everyone's words, looked at the dark blue wooden stick in his hand, thought for a moment, got up and jumped off the field.

Seeing Lan Mo coming, Chu Xiaohe looked at the young man in front of him, slightly surprised, and secretly said in his heart:

"Who is this son? Seeing me on the field, he dared to fight. It is admirable to have such courage."

Just as Chu Xiaohe was thinking to himself, everyone outside the arena looked at Lan Mo who had fallen into the arena, and said in shock:

"Who is this person? How dare he fight Chu Xiaohe?"

"I don't know, the clothes look like those of the Wuxian clan."

"Witch Immortal Clan?"

"Well, it's a mysterious sect in southern Yunnan."

"Oh."

After everyone finished speaking, Tang Qingfeng looked at the blue ink in the field, and said softly:

"remarkably brave."

After listening to Tang Qingfeng's words, Li Zhenwu looked at the two people in the field and said to Tang Qingfeng:

"Lan Mo is good at using poison, maybe he can fight."

Seeing what Li Zhenwu said, Tang Qingfeng smiled at him and said:

"Zhenwu is very kind."

"Brother Tang." As soon as Li Zhenwu finished speaking, Lan Mo was knocked out of the court by Chu Xiaohe's sword.

Lan Mo stabilized his figure and fell down, looked at the finished body, and saluted Chu Xiaohe in the field:

"Thank you."

"Young hero is welcome." Chu Xiaohe said.

Lan Mo nodded, turned around and walked towards the seat.

Seeing Lan Mo approaching, Wu Xing'er looked at him and said with concern:

"Are you OK."

"It's okay, Sect Master Chu doesn't use his inner strength." Lan Mo said.

"Really, it's good that you didn't get hurt." Wu Xing'er looked at Chu Xiaohe in the field and said, "I didn't expect him to be a good person."

"En." After Lan Mo returned, thinking about the battle just now, he just wanted to make a move, but Chu Xiaohe didn't give him a chance, so he swung his sword and knocked him off the stage.

He looked at Chu Xiaohe in the field, and secretly said in his heart: "This person really deserves to be the pinnacle of martial arts."

Just when Lan Mo was thinking to himself, the battle of Xuanqing ended with Chu Xiaohe winning because no one was fighting.In the ensuing Battle of Subai, due to the joining of Master Huizhen from the Royal Temple, Wu Xinger and the others lost to him and lost one after another. In the end, Master Huizhen won the battle.

So far, all four battles are over.

Seeing that the first round of battle was over, Chu Xiaohe sent someone to call Tang Qingfeng and Li Zhenwu to the field to draw lots.

The two jumped off the field, each drew one from the lottery container, and then glanced at each other's lottery.

"Zhu Hong. Zhenwu, we are indeed destined." Tang Qingfeng looked at the stick in his hand and smiled at Li Zhenwu.

"Brother Tang." Li Zhenwu looked at the scarlet lottery in his hand, and nodded slightly.

After listening to Tang Qingfeng's words, Chu Xiaohe looked at the two people's lottery and said to them:

"The two are destined to each other. If that's the case, the first round of the second round will start with the two of you."

"Okay." After the two returned, Chu Xiaohe and Master Huizhen turned and left.

Seeing Chu Xiaohe and Huizhen leave, Tang Qingfeng looked at Li Zhenwu beside him and said:

"Zhenwu, let's start."

"Okay." After Li Zhenwu returned, he turned and walked towards the distance.

In the field, Tang Qingfeng and Li Zhenwu stood opposite each other, posing in a posture.Then Tang Qingfeng's figure flashed, he lifted the fan and went to Li Zhenwu's body, and slashed away with it.

When Li Zhenwu saw it, he immediately drew out his light sword to resist. With a ding sound, the blade of the fan hit the light sword. Li Zhenwu easily knocked the folding fan away. Just when he was puzzled, Tang Qingfeng retreated into the distance.

Li Zhenwu held his sword and looked at the smiling person who was waving his folding fan lightly, and said with a little doubt in his heart:

"Brother Tang, could it be that your internal strength hasn't recovered yet?"

Thinking about it, he withdrew his inner energy and raised his sword to attack Tang Qingfeng.

Seeing Li Zhenwu attacking, Tang Qingfeng put away his folding fan, and jumped forward to meet him.

With a crisp clang, the folding fan collided with the light sword, and the two felt the gentle inner strength coming from the weapon, and looked at each other with doubts on their faces.

After a while, Tang Qingfeng withdrew his doubts and asked Li Zhenwu with a smile.

"Zhenwu, are you letting me go?"

"No, no." After listening to Tang Qingfeng's words, Li Zhenwu came back to his senses and replied in a concealed manner.

"That's right." Seeing him like this, Tang Qingfeng knew his intentions, so he smiled and pushed the light sword away, and raised his palm to strike Li Zhenwu.

Seeing this, Li Zhenwu swung his epee to resist, then looked at Tang Qingfeng and asked softly:

"Brother Tang, are you okay?"

"I'm fine. Why does Zhenwu ask such a question?" Tang Qingfeng retracted his palm and struck out.

"Brother Tang just fought with the head of the sect, Bo Li, and his inner strength hasn't recovered yet." Li Zhenwu raised his sword to block the attack, and explained to Tang Qingfeng.

Hearing what he said, Tang Qingfeng whispered to him:

"Don't worry, Zhenwu, I'm fine."

As he spoke, he closed his fan and retreated into the distance.When retreating, Tang Qingfeng waved his arm lightly, and with a swipe sound, five silver-black silk threads shot out from his fingertips rapidly. The silk threads pierced the air with phantoms, and hit Li Zhenwu's body at a speed that was hard to distinguish with the naked eye.

After Li Zhenwu saw it, he jumped up and retreated to avoid the silk thread, but just bumped into Tang Qingfeng who dodged behind him.

Seeing Li Zhenwu bumping into him, Tang Qingfeng was about to stretch out his hand to bind Li Zhenwu in his arms, but when he saw Li Zhenwu waved a light sword casually, he raised his fan to block it, and Li Zhenwu jumped back with his strength, and quickly pulled him away. distanced.

He looked at Li Zhenwu, who was holding a sword and falling not far away, and after a slight smile, he raised his fan and chased after him.

With a bang, the folding fan hit the light sword. Li Zhenwu felt the gentle force, and asked Tang Qingfeng in doubt:

"Brother Tang, are you really alright?"

"I'm fine." Tang Qingfeng closed his fan with a smile, and slashed away.

After Li Zhenwu saw it, when he dodged sideways, he heard Tang Qingfeng gently ask him:

"Zhenwu, why are you hiding from me?"

"Huh?" Li Zhenwu dodged the attack, and raised his sword to stab Tang Qingfeng with doubts on his face.

Tang Qingfeng opened the fan and took the light sword, and gently explained to the confused Li Zhenwu:

"If Zhenwu hadn't dodged just now, I could have embraced Zhenwu in my arms."

"Brother Tang..." Li Zhenwu was speechless for a moment, then turned his sword and slashed towards Tang Qingfeng.Tang Qingfeng raised his fan to block the attack, and continued to Li Zhenwu:

"Does Zhenwu want to compete with Master Chu?"

"Huh?" After hearing Tang Qingfeng's words, Li Zhenwu withdrew his sword and stabbed head-on.

Tang Qingfeng looked at the stabbed light sword, smiled at Li Zhenwu and asked:

"Do you really want to?"

After hearing what he said, Li Zhenwu paused, glanced at Chu Xiaohe, nodded slightly to him and said:

"Ah."

"Okay, then Zhenwu will win this battle." Tang Qingfeng swung his fan to block it, and under Li Zhenwu's puzzled eyes, the light sword quickly passed across the fan and stabbed Tang Qingfeng's left arm. A three-inch long gap was cut.

Scarlet blood flowed out from the wound, instantly staining Tang Qingfeng's shirt on his left arm red.

"Brother Tang!!" Seeing this scene, Li Zhenwu withdrew his sword in shock, and looked at Tang Qingfeng worriedly.

Seeing that he was worried, Tang Qingfeng smiled at him and said:

"Zhenwu, I'm fine."

With that said, Tang Qingfeng withdrew his smile, and said loudly to Li Zhenwu with a serious face:

"Li Daochang's martial arts are superb, I admire you, I lost this battle."

"Brother Tang......" Li Zhenwu looked at Tang Qingfeng who was talking nonsense seriously, and was speechless for a while.Seeing that Tang Qingfeng's wound was bleeding profusely, he frowned slightly, quickly put away his swords, and took out a medicine bottle from his arms to heal him.

Tang Qingfeng looked at the person who was carefully applying the medicine in front of him, and smiled dotingly at him:

"Zhenwu is very kind to me."

Li Zhenwu listened to Tang Qingfeng's words, looked up at him, then lowered his head with a reddish face, and silently applied medicine for him.

Seeing that the battle between the two of them was over, everyone outside the arena discussed one after another:

"These two are extremely fast, their moves are extremely accurate, and their martial arts are really powerful." Passerby A said

"Well, even though I said that, I always feel that something is wrong." Passerby B said.

"The force is too light." Passerby C said.

"Yes! I said it doesn't feel right. The previous battles between the two of them had the potential to break the ground, but this time the battle did not have the shock of the fierce battle just now." Passerby B said.

"They played a few games, probably due to lack of internal strength." Passerby C said.

"That's right." Passerby A said.

Chu Xiaohe listened to the conversation of the crowd, and looked at the two people in the field suspiciously, but he didn't know why they fought so softly.

"You must be tired." Chu Xiaohe thought to himself, and then announced Li Zhenwu's victory.

After he finished speaking, Li Zhenwu and Tang Qingfeng turned around and jumped back to their seats.

On the seat, Li Zhenwu looked at Tang Qingfeng worriedly and asked:

"Brother Tang, are you really alright?"

"Zhenwu, I'm fine." Tang Qingfeng smiled back.

"Then why did you just now?" Li Zhenwu asked in confusion.

"Because I don't want to hurt Zhenwu." Tang Qingfeng said.

"Brother Tang." Li Zhenwu looked at the person in front of him and replied softly, "It won't hurt."

"Well, even if I can't get hurt, I don't want to." Tang Qingfeng smiled.

"Brother Tang..." Li Zhenwu looked at the smiling Tang Qingfeng, not knowing how to answer.

Seeing Li Zhenwu like this, Tang Qingfeng explained to him gently:

"Isn't Zhenwu going to compete with the head of Chu? If I try my best, how can Zhenwu have the strength to fight against the head of Chu?"

"Brother Tang." Hearing Tang Qingfeng's words, Li Zhenwu felt a warmth in his heart.

"Well. Zhenwu, am I fine?" Tang Qingfeng asked with a smile.

"Yes." Li Zhenwu nodded slightly.

Seeing him nodding, Tang Qingfeng leaned over and whispered in his ear:

"I'm so good, shouldn't Zhenwu give me some rewards?"

"Brother Tang." Hearing what Tang Qingfeng said, Li Zhenwu looked at him, looked back with a reddish face, and said, "Let's discuss this matter later."

"Okay." Tang Qingfeng smiled back when Li Zhenwu responded.

Jiang Ling looked at the two people in the joke, and said to Lu Qing in puzzlement:

"Lu Qing, were Old Tang and Brother Li fighting just now? Why do I feel like they are playing?"

"I don't know." Lu Qing said, glanced at Tang Qingfeng and Li Zhenwu, and then said to Jiang Ling:

"Brother Tang may have deliberately given way to Brother Li."

"Huh? Why?" Jiang Ling asked puzzled.

"I don't know." Lu Qing replied.

Wu Xing'er looked at the two chatting and said to Tang Qingfeng with a displeased expression:

"You actually showed your affection in front of everyone in the martial arts world, Tang Qingfeng, well done!"

After Lan Mo heard what Wu Xing'er said, he looked at the two of them and said to Wu Xing'er:

"Why did Xing'er say that? I think they fought very seriously. As for why they didn't use all their strength, it should be because they were tired."

"Tired fart, I don't know Tang Qingfeng's character? He did it on purpose!" Wu Xing'er said.

"......" Seeing Wu Xinger's persistence, Lan Mo stopped arguing with her.

Tang Xiaolong and Wu Rumeng sat not far away, looking at the two chatting happily, Tang Xiaolong said to Wu Rumeng:

"Rumeng, Qingfeng and Nephew Zhenwu must have been tired just now."

"Yes." Wu Rumeng smiled lightly.