Long Aotian's harem has changed

In the school competition, Ling Xingyuan made it to the final.

His opponent in the final was indeed Feng Yutang.

On the day of the match, almost all the Kunlun faction came to watch the match.Nuo Da's Tai Chi Square was crowded with people and it was very lively.

On the arena, two figures stood facing each other.

Ling Xingyuan gathered his energy and concentrated his attention, and slowly pulled out the Xingchen sword.

Feng Yutang smashed the Mountain Splitting Sword to the ground, making a loud bang.He laughed loudly and said: "You and I will fight, and it should be the focus of attention."

The next moment, the two figures met, and the swords in their hands collided.

Ling Xingyuan felt the burning pain in his hands, and secretly thought that this person had great strength.

When Feng Yutang saw his mountain-piercing sword collide with the Xingchen sword, although it was not broken, there was a hole in the sword, and he was very distressed, not only because he loves swords, but also because it takes a lot of money to find a swordsmith to repair the sword Lingshi.

In a blink of an eye, the two of them passed dozens of moves.

Many people in the audience looked at the two people on the stage without blinking their eyes, for fear of missing every move.

The swordsmanship of the two is completely opposite, one is light and elegant, and the other is open and close, but each has its own uniqueness.

The sword is the weapon most used by the disciples of the Kunlun School.In the Kunlun School, there are so many secret books on swordsmanship.Although there are thousands and thousands of sword techniques, they can all lead to the great way if practiced to the extreme.

The two people on the stage moved more and more violently, almost to the point of fighting for their lives.Because the two are brothers, if they don't fight with their lives, it's hard to tell the winner.

Ling Xingyuan felt that because of his talent, his cultivation was better than Feng Yutang's, but his understanding of swordsmanship was not as good as this person.Because he has just entered the way of swords not long ago, but Feng Yutang has been immersed in it for many years.

Feng Yutang was secretly startled, seeing that Ling Xingyuan was young, he also knew where such a high level of cultivation came from, even if he started cultivating from his mother's womb, it shouldn't be like this.

Not long after, both of them had several wounds on their bodies.

Although Feng Yutang was injured, he became more courageous with each battle.He smiled and said, "Happy!"

He likes to fight, likes to fight, and has fought countless times with others, but he hasn't encountered such a hearty battle for a long time, as if meeting an opponent and meeting a good talent.

The sword in Ling Xingyuan's hand was getting faster and faster, almost becoming an afterimage.

Both of them knew that it was time to decide the outcome.

"Pay attention!" Feng Yutang summoned all his strength and struck out with a sword.

This sword cut a deep sword mark in the arena, and the sword energy hit the ground, attacking Ling Xingyuan like an earth dragon.

Ling Xingyuan made a tactic with both hands, and the Xingchen Sword floated in the air, turning into thousands of swords and flying towards Feng Yutang.

Feng Yutang used his sword to resist, but he couldn't resist and was repelled by the sword energy.Step by step back, step by step, he saw that he was about to exit the arena, shouted loudly, thrust the sword into the ground, held the hilt tightly with his hand, and finally stood upright.However, the sword energy still cut countless scars on his body, leaving him covered in blood.

Ling Xingyuan on the other side knew that this trick should not be underestimated, and his expression was solemn.He made formulas in his hands and muttered words in his mouth.

A semi-circular mask covered him, but the mask only blocked the sword energy for a moment before being shattered.

However, this moment is enough, because he has finished chanting the spell.

He used his fingers as swords, and released sword energy from his hands.

His sword energy collided with Feng Yutang's sword energy, and although part of it was eliminated, part of it hit him.

He took three steps back and spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Come again!" Feng Yutang said in his mouth, but he didn't even have the strength to lift his sword.

Ling Xingyuan walked in front of Feng Yutang, he didn't use much strength, he just tapped Feng Yutang's forehead lightly, and Feng Yutang fell backwards.

"Ling Xingyuan, No. [-] of Group A, wins."

Feng Yutang stretched his limbs and lay on the ground, "I lost."

He didn't look depressed, but laughed wildly.As if he was not a loser, but a winner.

Ling Xingyuan asked strangely: "Why are you laughing?"

Feng Yutang stopped laughing and said, "If I beat you today, I would have one less opponent. But if I lose today, I can challenge you countless times until I reach the pinnacle of swordsmanship."

"You are an interesting person." Ling Xingyuan stretched out his hand.

Feng Yutang took Ling Xingyuan's hand and stood up, "A swordsman should be crazy about swords."

Ling Xingyuan said sternly: "The way of swordsmanship should not only be cultivated in swords, but also Taoism. Otherwise, it is not the way of swordsmanship, but sword skills. If you indulge yourself, you will gradually become inferior."

Feng Yutang listened thoughtfully.

Ling Xingyuan walked off the ring, and a group of people surrounded him to congratulate him.

"Congratulations to Senior Brother Ling for winning the No.1 martial art competition!"

"Senior brother Ling is really young and promising, not only his cultivation is advanced, but his swordsmanship is also extremely superb."

"Congratulations to Brother Ling for being qualified to participate in the sect competition, let people from other sects see our Kunlun swordsmanship."

Ling Xingyuan won this battle, and as the number one in the martial arts competition, he will represent the Kunlun School in the martial art competition.

Apart from him, the disciples representing the Kunlun Sect to participate in the sect competition included Feng Yutang, Ying Yixuan, Xiang Penghai, and Xiahou Lezhan.

Needless to say, Feng Yutang, Ying Yixuan is a disciple of Lingxu Peak, she has a pair of Emei double thorns, she is the No.3 in this school competition.Xiang Penghai is a disciple of Yuxu Peak, who wields a sword, and is No. 4 in this martial arts competition.Xiahou Lezhan is a disciple of Zixu Peak. He uses a knife and is the No. 5 martial artist.

The five of them are all outstanding among the young disciples of the Kunlun School.

The Kunlun School has performed well in the school competitions over the years.This time, they can't fall into the prestige of the Kunlun School.

Suddenly, the crowd separated, and a person dressed in white walked towards Ling Xingyuan.

Ling Xingyuan's eyes lit up, "Master, you are here too."

Bai Wanghan nodded and said "Mmm".

Ling Xingyuan asked: "When did Master come?"

"He came right from the beginning." How could Bai Wanghan miss his disciple's finals? He just didn't want to put pressure on Ling Xingyuan, so he didn't tell Ling Xingyuan that he would come.

Ling Xingyuan asked again: "Master watched my competition, what do you think?"

Bai Wanghan said seriously: "You entered the country very quickly, maybe one day you will be above me."

As soon as this remark came out, everyone present was taken aback.

Bai Wanghan is already a monster in the cultivation world, if he is above Bai Wanghan, what kind of cultivation would he be? Could it be that the only person who has ascended to immortality in thousands of years is about to be a member of the Kunlun School.

"I feel that I have gained a lot from this competition with Junior Brother Feng. It is indeed very beneficial to compete with masters. It makes me want to compete with Master." Ling Xingyuan laughed.

Bai Wanghan shook his head, "I won't compete with you."

Ling Xingyuan opened his eyes wide, "Why?"

Bai Wanghan said in a deep voice, "I will never draw my sword against you."

Ling Xingyuan was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "You and I have a competition, the point is over, it's not a life-and-death struggle."

"I will never draw my sword against you." Bai Wanghan said stubbornly.

Ling Xingyuan didn't know why, after hearing Bai Wanghan's words, instead of feeling warm, he felt uneasy.He said, "Master is too serious about it."

Bai Wanghan said in a low voice, "The things about you are not trivial."

Ling Xingyuan smiled, "Master, let's go back."

"Okay." Bai Wanghan didn't like places with many people, and he didn't like being stared at.

Chang Yushu watched the conversation between the master and apprentice from a distance, with a complicated expression on his face, and did not step forward.

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Bai Wanghan and Ling Xingyuan returned to Yuxu Peak.

Ling Xingyuan returned to his room and took off his clothes.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

Ling Xingyuan put on his clothes and opened the door.

Outside the door was Bai Wanghan, holding a medicine bottle in his hand.He said, "I'll give you medicine."

"I can just apply the medicine myself, or I can ask Fengchun to help me." Ling Xingyuan wanted to take the medicine bottle from Bai Wanghan's hand, but was avoided.

"I'll give you medicine." Bai Wanghan said it again, with a stubborn expression.

Ling Xingyuan had no choice but to step aside and let Bai Wanghan enter the room.

He closed the door, then turned his back on Bai Wanghan and took off his clothes.

His skin is extremely fair, and the indoor light is relatively dark, so his skin seems to be able to emit light.And the red scars are like plum blossoms blooming in the snow.

Bai Wanghan looked at Ling Xingyuan's white back, but he didn't dare to make a move.

Ling Xingyuan didn't see Bai Wanghan's movements, so he turned his head and said, "Master, what's wrong?"

Bai Wanghan coughed and said, "It's nothing."

He opened the medicine bottle, poured the medicine on his hand, and rubbed it on Ling Xingyuan's wound.The skin under the fingers is tender, as if a little force can leave scars.

After applying the medicine, his fingers were still lingering on Ling Xingyuan's skin.

Ling Xingyuan felt itchy, and hid for a while, "Master, it's so itchy."

Bai Wanghan hugged Ling Xingyuan from behind, his slender waist in his arms seemed to be tight.

"Master...Father?" Ling Xingyuan asked doubtfully.

"I really want to lock you up here and keep you from going anywhere." Bai Wanghan's voice was extremely low.

I don't want Ling Xingyuan to get hurt, I don't want him to smile at other people, I don't want him to talk to other people, I don't want him to leave me, I don't want him, I don't want him...

Ling Xingyuan didn't hear Bai Wanghan's words clearly, "Master, what did you just say?"

"Nothing?" Bai Wanghan lifted a strand of Ling Xingyuan's hair and kissed it lightly.

Ling Xingyuan turned his back to Bai Wanghan and saw nothing.He said: "Master, I have gained a lot from this small competition, and there is still some time before the big competition, so I want to retreat."

Bai Wanghan said in a low voice, "You have to retreat again."

As soon as Ling Xingyuan retreated, he didn't know how many days he would not be able to see Ling Xingyuan.Although he was used to parting since Ling Xingyuan sent him to the Kunlun School, but after reuniting with Ling Xingyuan, he found it even more unbearable to be separated from Ling Xingyuan.

After tasting the sweetness, the bitterness is unbearable.

Ling Xingyuan smiled and said: "If I don't retreat, how can I improve my cultivation base. I am diligent in cultivation base, and Master also has face. Others are envious of Master for teaching a good apprentice."

Bai Wanghan was silent for a while, then said, "I see."

Ling Xingyuan pulled away Bai Wanghan's hands around his waist, and then put on his clothes.He was hugged by Bai Wanghan just now, and he felt weird in his heart.However, it was the first time for him to ask someone to be his teacher, so he didn't compare, and he didn't know if other masters and apprentices were also so close.

He said, "Master, I am going to meditate and adjust my breath."

Not only did he suffer external injuries, but he also suffered some internal injuries.

"I'll guard you." Bai Wanghan thought of Ling Xingyuan's going to retreat in the future, so he didn't want to leave him. It's good to have one more look at this moment.

"Okay." Ling Xingyuan ignored Bai Wanghan and meditated on the bed.

Bai Wanghan sat on the chair, silently watching Ling Xingyuan.He looked so focused, as if nothing in the world could compare to this person in his eyes.