Repairer Chapter 158

  Chapter 158 Competition

   Seeing the host's astonishment and digging out his pocket to find the card, several people on the stage couldn't help laughing, and they were the only ones who saw clearly what happened.

   "Senior brother Xiaofan's physical skills, I really can't match it!"

  Zhao Yijian sighed: "If I had this skill, I would have already obtained the Lightning Strike Wood, maybe even the Sky Thunder Stone."

   "Old Jing, don't even mention it, your Laoshizi Xiaoyaozong's attack skills are not very good, but your body skills are unique..."

  Dong Dabin also admired Su Xiaofan's agility very much, among them several judges, Su Xiaofan's agility was the number one, even Wang Zhenren from Qingcheng Taoist Temple who was always known for his agility was not as good.

   "Who is the next one to play? Hurry up and announce!"

   "That's right, what is the host talking about..."

   "Hey, I guess I forgot the words."

   "I seem to be looking for something, really, I don't have any host qualities."

  The host was embarrassed standing in the arena. He thought it was just a formality, and he just read the name on the cue card and it was over. He didn't expect the cue card in his hand to disappear.

  The host is also a practitioner, so he naturally knows that all sects and sects want face. If he says something wrong, he will offend others for no reason, and his forehead is sweating for a while.

   "Xiao Fan, return the cue card to him."

   After all, it was an exchange meeting organized by relevant departments. Seeing that the host looked blind, Lu'an shook his head, and said something to Su Xiaofan through voice transmission.

   "Okay, I'm just kidding him."

  Su Xiaofan chuckled, took out the card from his pocket, clamped the card between his index and middle fingers, and flicked his hand, the card appeared between the fingers where the host was raising his hand to wipe his sweat.

   "This... what's going on?"

  When the host took his hand down, he happened to see the card with his eyes, and was immediately stunned. Could it be that he was blind just now? The card has been in your hand and you haven't seen it?

   Reported the next sect coming up, the host left the martial arts arena in a daze, what happened just now made him a little skeptical about life, could it be that some supernatural event happened in broad daylight?

  The people who perform martial arts on stage are very hardworking, and this year's exchange meeting is very rare.

   Whether it can dominate the audience among its peers, whether it can leave a name in the world of cultivators, and whether it can make the sect flourish depends on everyone's performance in the exchange meeting.

  Su Xiaofan watched the martial arts performance of everyone on the stage very seriously. He had only been in contact with cultivation for half a year. Except for those in the special recruitment class, everyone on the stage could crush him in terms of training time.

  Although those people on the stage are not high enough in cultivation, their realm is not deep enough, but their punches and strokes are all honed by hard work, and there are many things that Su Xiaofan can learn and learn from.

  In addition, with Su Xiaofan's cultivation level, he can also see some deeper things, that is, the movement of meridians in each person's body when performing martial arts.

  Through the operation of these qi and blood meridians, Su Xiaofan can roughly infer the exercises they cultivated.

  But for now, the exercises below the Great Zhou are basically the same, Su Xiaofan pays more attention to their moves.

   "Su Xiaofan, you were really ashamed just now."

   Just when Su Xiaofan was concentrating on the people performing martial arts on the stage, Su Xiaofan's voice interrupted him.

   "How am I ashamed?"

  Su Xiaofan was still looking at the stage, and then he said something perfunctory.

   "You came to the stage just now, why did you stand there stupidly? It's better not to go up."

  Su Xiaoxiao pursed her lips and said, "I'm too embarrassed to say you are my elder brother. Hmph, you can even play the **** punch of our village."

   "You know what a fart, if the old village chief hears it, he will definitely beat you."

  Su Xiaofan turned to look at his sister, dumbfounding whether to laugh or cry, "That's called Pi Hang Tong Bei Fist, it's no worse than the Dong Jia Fist just now, but it turned into a **** punch in your mouth."

  Su Xiaofan has indeed practiced the village's Pi Hang Tong Bei Boxing since he was a child, but that is Sujia Village's boxing style, and has nothing to do with Xiaoyao Sect. If he does it, he will definitely be recognized.

  Splitting and hanging back, has always been known for its mighty power, wide opening and closing straight up and down, Su Xiaoxiao didn't understand anything at that time, it looked a bit like a wild punch.

   "By the way, why is there no one from Sujia Village?"

   Su Xiaofan's heart moved suddenly, and he looked up at the judges' seat, "Master Lu'an, Sujia Village in Luochuan, is it considered to be in the cultivator's world?"

  Su Xiaofan saw it today, and even Tong Dongjie's Tongjia sent people here, but there was no one from Sujia Village.

   "Huh? Are you from Sujia Village?"

  Lu'an heard Su Xiaofan's spiritual sense sound transmission, and couldn't help being stunned for a moment, "Sujia Village belongs to the cultivator's world, but it was announced 20 years ago that it would not participate in the affairs of the cultivator's world."

   "Why?"

  Su Xiaofan asked, he was from Sujia Village, and he didn't even know it before.

   "I really don't know about this, it seems to be related to some things inside Sujia Village."

  Lu'an shook his head slightly, "If you ask me about this matter, you might as well ask your master, he knows a little more than me."

   "Okay, thank you Master Lu'an."

  Su Xiaofan nodded, kept the matter to himself, and asked his master later.

  The whole morning ended with martial arts performances by various sect families. Lu'an announced that each family would go back to the hotel for dinner, and then continued the exchange meeting at 2:30 in the afternoon.

  As soon as Lu'an's words came out, there was a burst of mourning at the scene, and Su Xiaoxiao almost burst into tears. She didn't want to run again.

  In fact, going down the mountain is quite fast, but it also takes half an hour, plus more than an hour up the mountain, it takes two hours to go back and forth.

  It is exactly 12 o'clock in the noon. After these people went down the mountain, after eating, they rushed up the mountain almost non-stop.

  People like Su Xiaofan and the others naturally don't care, they can take a nap even if the time of going back and forth is removed.

  It is easier for the practitioners in the middle and late stage of Qi training, but it is hard for those rookies in the early stage of Qi training, and in the special recruitment class, there are people who have not yet cultivated the sense of breathing.

  But when Lu'an gave an order, people from the relevant departments began to clear the venue, and no one could stay except the staff.

   A group of people were driven down the mountain like ducks, Su Xiaofan found a reason to get rid of his sister, just now the master told him to stay.

   "This treatment is a bit of a double standard."

  Following the master and a group of "same generation", Su Xiaofan came to a building not far from the top of the mountain, which is the Qingcheng Taoist Temple, the second largest force in Qingcheng.

  Now Su Xiaofan is also very helpless, he calls Master Jing Shizhen, but he calls Senior Brother Zhao Yijian, and he is on the same level as everyone else.

   As a result, Jing Shizhen immediately became complacent, teasing a group of old friends for downgrading their seniority, and was almost beaten by a group.

  The Taoist eats lightly, but the tea served after the meal is a product of the forbidden area. Drinking sweetness and saliva in the mouth makes people have a feeling of hearing and eyesight.

   "Old Jing, you Xiaoyaozong, what about the communication in the afternoon?"

  Sitting chatting in the tea room, Dong Dabin looked at Jing Shizhen with an unfriendly expression, and said, "If Su Xiaofan plays, it will be a fart, and let your Xiaoyaozong take the first place."

   "Huh? The content of the communication in the afternoon is a competition?"

  Su Xiaofan was stunned for a moment when he heard the words, the meeting schedule stated that these three days were all exchanges, and there was no specific content.

   "Well, without actual combat, what kind of cultivator is called?"

  Lu'an nodded, "Tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, each faction will compete with each other. I'm afraid that I'm going to use up all of them if I practice hard. I don't know what to do when I see creatures in the restricted area..."

   "Yes, you can see blood in this exchange, as long as you don't die."

  Zhao Yijian nodded, and said: "Junior brother Xiaofan, don't go, respect junior brother, if you Xiaoyaozong want to go, you can go by yourself."

  As soon as Zhao Yijian said this, the audience erupted in laughter. Zhao Yijian called Su Xiaofan his junior and called Jing Shizhen his junior. This was deliberately teasing Jing Shizhen.

   "Hey, I can be regarded as carrying forward Xiaoyaozong. One school and two disciples are both in the state of gathering three flowers."

  Jing Shizhen's embarrassing look made everyone boo, who didn't know that Xiaoyaozong was a name that Jing Shizhen, an old bastard, casually picked up, and they really took it seriously.

  Actually, this is also the reason why Jianzong is willing to accept two people to start. They don't know that Xiaoyaozong still has a sect inheritance on the top of the Five Mountains.

   You must know that most of the Zongmen's aristocratic families do not have the place where the Zongmen inherits. As far as we know on the surface, Jianzong's Jianzhong is one.

  Of course, as for whether other sects have secret inheritance, that is their own business.

  However, as long as there is a sect inheritance with a sect inheritance place, even if it may decline now, in ancient times, it must have been a great sect with extremely deep foundations.

  There is a place where the sect is inherited, and such a sect will reappear its glory one day.

  So if Jianzong knew that Jing Shizhen was of this kind of inheritance, he would never include the two of them in the gate wall.

   "Uncle Lu'an, please go back and remove Xiaoyaozong's name from the host."

  Su Xiaofan said with a smile: "It doesn't matter if I or the master are on stage, they are both bullying people, you have to say hello to the host, that person doesn't look very smart."

   "Let's call him Senior Brother. How can I feel about Alexander when you call him Senior Brother?"

  Lu'an also joked with Su Xiaofan, they are all cultivators with similar cultivation levels, no one puts on airs like a senior with Su Xiaofan.

   It was almost time for the exchange meeting to start, and a few people rushed to the venue.

  Different from the last-minute rush of many people in the early morning, the people in the afternoon came very early, and basically went up the mountain after lunch.

  Before entering the arena, Su Xiaofan separated from Lu'an and the others. When he arrived at the arena, he took a look around and sat quietly beside his sister and Mo Zixuan.

   "Su Xiaofan, I heard that this afternoon is a competition, so why don't you do it?"

  Seeing her brother, Su Xiaoxiao feels uncomfortable if she doesn't say a few words, but caring is really caring, even if the words don't sound very nice.

   "Yes, in the afternoon's discussion, the use of magic tools is allowed, and there may be blood."

  Mo Zixuan is also a little worried about Su Xiaofan, after all, in their eyes, Su Xiaofan is just a practitioner in the early stage of Qi training, who doesn't even know how to punch and kick, isn't he looking for abuse?

   "Well, our Xiaoyao Sect doesn't participate in the discussion session." Su Xiaofan nodded, didn't say much, he just thought he came to observe and learn these few days.

  Actually, Su Xiaofan rarely saw cultivators fighting, and knew little about the methods of cultivators. Individual martial arts performances are very restrained, but when it comes to the competition, each family will show their real kung fu.

  The exchange meeting in the afternoon was still announced by Lu'an, but the competition was not named by the host, but was voluntary.

  Perhaps each family wanted to hide their clumsiness at first, but for a while, no one went to the martial arts arena, Lu'an couldn't help frowning, and looked at Zhao Yijian.

  Zhao Yijian nodded slightly, and transmitted a few words to the audience.

   "Wei Nan of the Xia Jianzong, come up to learn the best tricks from everyone, it can be regarded as attracting jade."

  The disciple of Jianzong who was the first to perform martial arts in the morning jumped onto the martial arts arena, with a long sword in his hand, and looked at everyone in the audience.

   "It's a bit too boring to always let the juniors compete and learn from each other. Which peers will come up and compete?"

   Wei Nan stood on the martial arts arena, like a sharp sword out of its sheath, his whole body was full of sharpness, making it difficult for disciples with lower cultivation bases to look directly at it.

  Wei Nan was the last disciple to join the Sword Sect 20 years ago. Speaking of which, he is a generation taller than many people in the audience, but there are also many people who are also in the late stage of Qi training.

  Jianzong is best at attacking and attacking. With the power of one person, Wei Nan almost suppressed nearly a hundred disciples in the audience, which shows the strength of Jianzong.

"I come!"

  As if Wei Nan had said that he had lost face, someone in the audience roared and jumped onto the martial arts arena.

   "The Dong family, Dong Dacheng, learn from Brother Wei's brilliant move!"

  The person who comes up is somewhat similar to Dong Dabin, and his surname is Dong, needless to say, he is a member of the Dong family.

  The two made a salute as a martial artist, and each stood at one end of the martial arts arena.

   What is a little surprising is that Wei Nan stood still, but Dong Dacheng, who was unarmed, attacked in front of him without saying a word.

  Different from his nephew Dong Bubu's soft martial arts performance in the morning, Dong Dacheng seemed to explode the air when he made a move, and a loud noise shocked the entire peak of Qingcheng.

   Moreover, Dong Dacheng's speed was not slow, as the sound had come to Wei Nan's side, his right fist hit Wei Nan's chest like lightning.

   In the midst of this lightning, the long sword in the scabbard of Wei Nan's left hand suddenly popped out, and his right hand quickly grasped the hilt.

  With half of the blade in the scabbard, Wei Nan blocked Dong Dabin's punch with the exposed blade of the scabbard.

  Only hearing the crisp sound of "Dang", Wei Nan slid back three meters, and Dong Dacheng also took two steps back.

  Everyone thought that Dong Dacheng would suffer. After all, the fist was against the blade, so naturally the fist would suffer.

  However, when everyone looked at Dong Dacheng, they found that his fist seemed to be plated with a layer of silver luster, and the fist that hit the blade just now was unharmed.

   "His glove is also a magic weapon!"

  Su Xiaofan could tell at a glance that Dong Dacheng's gauntlet contained faint magic power, but the long sword held by Wei Nan was just an ordinary long sword made of fine iron, not a magic weapon.

   "Brother Wei, give me a few more punches!"

  Dong Dacheng laughed, and stepped forward again, his fists made a whistling sound. Under the reflection of the afternoon sun, the gloves actually gave off a dazzling luster, which was affecting Weinan's vision.

  However, Wei Nan's swordsmanship is really good, he didn't deliberately distance himself from Dong Dacheng, he just held the unsheathed long sword in a very small range without moving around, blocking Dong Dacheng's fist.

   It seems that the ordinary long sword is easy to break, but in Wei Nan's hands, it has become very resilient. Sometimes it is bent into a semicircle when it is beaten, but it still bounces Dong Dacheng's fist.

  Su Xiaofan couldn't take his eyes off this duel. He used to use power to overwhelm others. He never thought that moves could have such a magical effect.

  Su Xiaofan is not looking at Dong Dacheng, Dong Dacheng has the upper hand with the power of the magic weapon, but Wei Nan, who can only defend but not attack, is undoubtedly superior.

  This let Su Xiaofan know that Jianzong's swordsmanship is not only indomitable, but also passive defense. An unsheathed long sword was mastered by Wei Nanshi, and Dong Dacheng's killing moves were resolved one by one.

   "Really think I can't force your sword?"

  Dong Dacheng attacked fiercely for a while, but the opponent didn't even draw out his sword, and suddenly felt his face was dull. With a wrong fist, the attack became more and more ferocious.

   "Brother Zhao, let Wei Nan play, you are a bit of a bully."

  Dong Dabin on the stage looked at it for a while, and couldn't help but smiled wryly, "Wei Nan is only one step away from entering Sanhua Juding, isn't he? Is he practicing swords with great success?"

   "The pressure is still not enough, and we are still close to qualifying."

  Zhao Yijian is also frowning at this moment, perhaps only a cultivator in the realm of gathering three flowers can make Wei Nan feel the pressure and break the shackles of cultivation.

   "Junior respect, how about letting Junior Brother Xiaofan take action later?" Zhao Yijian looked at Jing Shizhen who was sitting beside him.

   "It's not that good, Wei Nan has no room to fight back when Xiao Fan makes a move." Jing Shizhen shook his head.

Su Xiaofan in the audience moved his ears and heard the conversation on the stage. He gave a wry smile and said through voice transmission with his spiritual sense: "Senior brother Zhao, what my master said is right, I will hit the thunder in the palm of my hand. Do you think Wei Nan can block it?" Can you live?"

   "Forget it then."

  Zhao Yijian shook his head repeatedly when he heard the words, palm thunder was a long-range attack technique, before Wei Nan practiced the flying sword, he might be able to put him down with palm thunder, and it would not be effective in practicing swords.

   "Brother Zhao, what Wei Nan lacks is the tempering of life and death. This kind of discussion is of no great use."

  Lu'an said: "We will go to clear a restricted area in a while, and let Wei Nan go with us. If you don't die, you should be able to advance."

   Lu'an is also very envious of Wei Nan, a genius who can advance without inner alchemy, so he is willing to give Wei Nan this opportunity.

   "Huh? Then thank you Brother Lu'an."

  Zhao Yijian was overjoyed when he heard the words. The relevant departments would definitely dispatch elite troops to clear the restricted area. There were dangers, but they shouldn't be fatal, otherwise Lu'an wouldn't have brought it up.

   While several people were talking on the stage, the winner was also decided in the martial arts arena.

   Wei Nan felt the pressure that the other party could not bring him a breakthrough, so he didn't hold back any more.

  Only hearing the crisp sound of "Dang", a sword light circled Dong Dacheng's body for a week, and the long sword was put into the sheath again.

   "Brother Wei, I have learned the lesson, but my little brother is still far behind."

  Dong Dacheng stood where he was and didn't punch anymore, with a wry smile on his face. Others didn't know what happened, but he knew it all.

   "Brother Dong's boxing skills are fierce, and Wei Nan also admires it." Holding the sword in both hands, Wei Nan returned a salute.

   "This match, Wei Nan wins!"

   Lu'an on the judging panel announced the winner.

   "How did you win? Didn't Dong Dacheng fight against Wei Nan?"

   "That's right, Dong Dacheng obviously gained the upper hand."

   "Black whistle, the referee issued a black whistle."

  Hearing the discussion below, Lu'an's face darkened a bit. It seems that in the future, he can't become a master in the competition and learning, because the group of low-handed people below can't understand.

  But without Lu'an's explanation, the answer will be revealed soon.

   Just as Dong Dacheng stepped down, a gust of wind blew, and the double-breasted jacket Dong Dacheng was wearing was completely opened from the chest.

   Some sensible people in the audience immediately came to their senses. It turned out that if Wei Nan's sword had been deeper, Dong Dacheng would have been cut open.

  (end of this chapter)

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