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Watching from the sidelines, Yun Weiyang smiled from the corner of her eyes, and said in satisfaction: "Bi Xian, this kid is not bad!"

The corners of Xuan Ge's mouth twitched as he thought to himself, [How could this be called decent?] If he were to be kicked by Bi Xian, then his brother would be crippled for the rest of his life. This brat was truly ruthless!

Seemingly seeing through Xuan Ge's thoughts, Yun Weiyang explained, "If Bi Min is unable to hide from this, then he is not fit to be Bi Xian's big brother."

As expected, Bi Mang's kick was directed at him from the arena. He leapt high into the air, barely dodging the kick. Before he landed, Bi Xian's legs twisted in a certain direction and he kicked once again at Bi Wen's chest.

Crap! Bi Min sucked in a breath of cold air and quickly leaped backwards. However, her body was still brushed against the edge of Bi Xian's foot. She stood still and felt a burning sensation on her chest.

Compared to his bedraggled state suddenly, Bi Xian was not much better. The constant barrage of attacks had caused his physical strength to be depleted at a very fast rate. After using his martial arts for a long time, his breathing had become disorderly, his face pale and his mind restless.

It was unknown when the situation had turned around and into an assault. The two of them came and went, with no distinction between the strong and the weak.

He turned the sword in his hand and with a flick of his wrist, drew an empty circle with his sword drawn. He swiftly caught the sword with his hands behind his back and passed it to his left hand like a loach sliding on the ground.

Bi Xian had never seen such a gentle sword technique, and was truly astonished. Bi Xian had underestimated the force of the sword, dodging nimbly to the side, pushing his elbow to the side, then suddenly turned around and slashed with his sword. Unbiased, he cut a hair four centimeters and three centimeters of hair off Bi Xian's forehead, almost to the top of his head.

Seeing the situation on stage, the meaning behind Yun Weiyang's eyes grew darker and darker. After a long while, she said in a deep voice: "The match will now truly begin."

Feng Xuehan didn't say anything, but his pair of cold eyes were fixated on the arena.

Bi Xian's successive attacks had actually been neutralized by Bi Moyan's delicate sword technique. Suddenly, Bi Moyan rushed forward. She brought out a small dagger with her right hand and slashed horizontally with her left hand. Her sword was still dancing in the air.

Bi Xian's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately retracted his lower abdomen. As he retreated, his palm formed a 'Piercing Palm Style' and struck forward. Bi Min knew that she was no longer able to retreat at this critical moment of the fight. As she retreated to avoid the attack, she threw out a short dagger. The dagger flew horizontally in the air, close to Bi Xian's abdomen.

Bi Xian made a prompt decision. He used two pincers to firmly grasp the incoming dagger. Between his fingers, blood immediately dripped like a drop of water.

Bi Min saw him take the knife, taking advantage of this opportunity. She spun around and shot forward like an arrow, the sword in her hand thrusting forward. Just when everyone thought Bi Xian would not be able to dodge this strike, an evil smile appeared on his face.

Upon seeing this, Bi Wen cursed inwardly. This was bad!

Seeing the sword that was about to strike him, Bi Xian did not panic at all. He smiled and said, "Big Brother, this time you have lost for sure!" As he said this, his body swayed. No one could see how Bi Xian moved. They could only see a blur before him. When they saw him again, he had already arrived behind Bi Wen and sent a kick towards his back.

Seeing this, Bi Xian borrowed the strength of the sword in his hand to leap into the air and chase after Bi Wen. Just when everyone thought that Bi Mang was about to fall to the ground in a sorry state, they saw a white hand holding onto his arm.

Bi Xian pulled hard on Bi Mang's hand and pulled him to his feet. The two of them looked at each other, face to face.

"You did it on purpose!" A wry smile appeared at the corner of Bi Jian's mouth. He purposefully revealed an exhausted appearance so that he would be careless and give a fatal blow.

Bi Tinghua smiled amiably and said, "Big brother, the so-called 'we don't get tired of fighting'!"

The spectators below the stage were unable to recover from their shock for a long time. This match was simply too exciting. It was so exciting that they almost forgot to breathe, afraid that they would miss out on such an exciting scene in the blink of an eye.

Bi Xian's grip on his sword tightened. He turned around and looked at his men, his voice agitated. "I've won."

Hearing this, Yun Weiyang revealed a gratified smile, and extended her thumb. Following in the direction of Yun Weiyang, Bi Xian saw that everyone had given him thumbs up. Even Feng Xue Han's usually cold face had turned slightly cold.

Bi Xian heaved a sigh of relief and fell to the ground. The fight just now had consumed all of his physical strength. Being able to just barely stand was already his limit.

Bi Min looked at Bi Xian, who was becoming more and more mature, and felt gratified in his heart. He turned his gaze to Yun Weiyang and the others, and thought to himself: It's because there are these people! His voice was warm as usual, and there was a thick sense of gratification between his brows, "Bi Xian, congratulations, you've won."

Bi Xian was startled. He put his hand into Bi Wen's hand, and with the other party's strength, he stood up from the arena. His voice was as relaxed as it had ever been. "Yes, I won. Thank you, big brother!"

The host recovered his wits and hastily left the stage, saying loudly, "Now, I declare that the victor is the Southern Dynasty's Bi Xian."

On the stage, Shen Yue's expression suddenly changed. She covered her hands tightly with her sleeves, even her nails were almost digging into her tender flesh. How was this possible? How could Bi Hui lose? How could such a strong opponent lose in an instant!

Bi Jian suddenly returned to his own camp, looking at Dong Fang Zi Zhao, his voice as gentle as ever. "I'm sorry, I lost."

He waved his hand and said indifferently, "It doesn't matter. You've already done your best."

To be able to nurture his younger brother into such an outstanding person, he wanted to have a good look at the other party's strength.

Chu Yueli looked at Dong Fang Zhiru who was sitting at the side and asked in disbelief: "Big brother, did Bi Mang lose?"

Dong Fang Zhirong nodded and acknowledged in a soft voice.

"How can big brother?" Bi Hui is so powerful, how could he possibly lose! " Shen Yue still refused to believe it.

Dongfang Zifeng wrinkled his good-looking eyebrows when he heard Shen Yue's shriek. He reached out his lily-white fingers to rub his temples and said, "Little sister, there's someone out there, not to mention a fickle competition."

He gritted his teeth and said unwillingly, "Big Brother, I just can't accept it."

Dong Fang Zhirong nodded as if he understood and said, "There are still two matches left. It's not certain who will win!"

Dong Fang Zhirong's voice seemed to have a certain charm to it, making Shen Yue's restless heart suddenly calm down. She patted her chest and said, "That's right, there are still two more matches!"

After glancing at the moon invitation, the golden light in Dongfang Zi's eyes dimmed. After a long while, he sighed and looked at the stage again.

At this time, Xuan Ge supported the exhausted Bi Xian back to the audience seating and asked, "Master, have you decided on a candidate?"

Yun Weiyang turned to look at Feng Xuehan, and upon seeing this, his cold eyes quickly swept across Thousand Shadows and Lu Zizheng, and he nodded.

Letting out a breath, Yun Weiyang bent down and wrote the names Qian Ying and Lu Ziqin on a thread.

Seeing this, Yi Na's eyes widened in disbelief: "Mistress, you asked Thousand Shadows and Lu Zizheng to be partners?" The two of them started fighting without even waiting for the fight to start. Of course, she didn't say that.

Xuan Ge was also disapproving.

Yun Weiyang gave the card in her hand to Ina, and said: "Let them be!" With that, she looked at Thousand Shadows and Lu Zizheng, saying in a loud voice, "Thousand Shadows, Lu Zizheng, get ready. You will fight in the second round."

"Yes, Master!" The two of them said in unison.

Xuan Ge, a strange light flashed across Yi Na's eyes. The tacit understanding between these two was really good! Maybe the two of them together would be able to display an extraordinary amount of strength!

"I said dead woman, who told you to talk with me!" Lu Zizheng raised the corners of his eyes as he said this.

Hearing this, Thousand Shadow's jade face turned red. Pointing at Lu Zizheng's nose, she angrily said, "You damned man, who spoke with you? You are obviously the one imitating me, alright?"

"You damned woman, don't drag me down later." Lu Zizheng was so angry by that dead man, that he almost jumped up.

Thousand Shadows clasped his hands and said with a squint, "I should be the one saying that. I don't know who was my defeated opponent either."

"Damned woman, you're already talking about the matter of sesame seeds. Why don't you bring it up every day? Is it annoying?" Lu Zizheng said with a slight headache.

"No amount of excuses can change the fact that you lost to me." Thousand Shadows said unwillingly.

The people at the side, who were ignored, looked at the pair of treasures in front of them with a slight headache. Ina rubbed her throbbing forehead and asked, "Xuan Ge, are you sure they're okay?"

"God knows!" Xuan Ge's face was also filled with helplessness. He hesitated for a moment before saying, "But I believe in Master."

Seeing that the two of them were getting more and more heated up, Yun Weiyang stepped forward to stop them: "If the two of you are going to argue after you win, if you keep arguing, I'll let the two of you face each other every day."

"Don't ?" The two of them shouted at the same time.

"We will definitely win ?" The two of them said in unison once again.

Yun Weiyang laughed, and said: "Okay, now it's your turn."

"Yes, Mistress. You just watch and see!" We won't give you a chance to fight. " With that said, the two of them walked towards the arena at the same time.

Ina looked at the direction where the two left with her mouth wide open in shock, "Are these two really incompatible?" "Why do I feel like they have a good understanding of each other?"

Yun Weiyang raised her eyebrow, and did not speak! Making the two of them work together might turn out to be unexpected.

At this moment, the host stood on stage with the card in his hand and announced, "The next contestants will be Chenguo's representative, He Xuan, and the Southern Dynasty's Lu Zizheng, Thousand Shadows."

Standing on the arena, Lu Zizheng sneered at the two people in front of him and said: "Hey, you two old men. Are you sure you can take out a weapon?"

Thousand Shadows Jade blushed. She silently stood furthest away from Lu Zizheng. When this Lu Zizheng spoke, he was like an elegant young master. With a single word, he lost all of his image.

"Damned woman, why are you so far away from me?" Lu Zizheng clamored.

Hearing this, Qian Ying said without any hesitation, "It's very embarrassing!"