In the second day of the competition, the Lingyun team was less anxious. No one frowned, which surprised the other audience disciples. But that was all.

Today's game is Yin Tian vs. Zhang Chong.

Now, there are only two disciples, Yin Tian and Su Xiuwen, who have not appeared in the entire Longhu Mountain.

The three disciples of moral values, Zhiming, also became the only remaining fruitful results.

The Lingyun Sect Young Master Lingyun and the Jade-faced Swordsman also successfully entered the top five.

In everyone's opinion, Huangfu Shaoming's battle has steadily reserved the top five places for Su Xiuwen. In the battle between Zhang Chong and Yin Tian, ​​everyone has even more hope for Yin Tian.

"Don't be too stressed, let go of your hands and fight." Chen Long encouraged Zhang Chong before going on stage.

The game did not exceed everyone's expectations. Although Zhang Chong tried his best, he was still under Yin Tian's sword in the end. Just like Chen Long won, the suppression of strength could not be achieved by some opportunistic tricks.

At the end of the game between Zhang Chong and Yin Tian, ​​everyone turned their attention to Huangfu Shaoming and Su Xiuwen who were going to tomorrow's competition.

Huangfu Shaoming's eyes showed no sign of recovery, so Su Xiuwen would definitely win tomorrow's game.

"I will take him to the court in the game tomorrow, Brother Huangfu."

With a sound of Sasha moving forward, a way naturally came out of the crowd, and a woman who was thirteen or fourteen years old, with a size of an ordinary person’s chin came out of the crowd.

"This person is..." Everyone wanted to say a few more words, but suddenly their pupils contracted very much, as if they knew the identity of the visitor, a stunning name that suppressed all the young talents present.

Then, everyone turned their attention to Su Xiuwen, a silent man in the first row of the disciple seat of Longhu Mountain. Since someone said he would go to the stage instead of Huangfu Shaoming, it depends on whether Su Xiuwen agreed or not.

Looking at the person in front of him, Su Xiuwen quickly merged with a person who had never seen before. That's right, this person.

"I thought this competition would not be lucky enough, but I didn't expect you to come."

Su Xiuwen was talking to this person completely in the tone of an old acquaintance, but what made people think was strange was that the two had never met.

Ximen Chuxue glanced at the man strangely and ignored his words. He sounded very familiar, but do I know you?

Ximen Chuxue's cold attitude did not take Su Xiuwen seriously. Obviously, the disciples who called Shuwangfeng were unhappy. Senior Brother Su was their first disciple of Shuwangfeng, which meant their Shuwangfeng's face. But now a thirteen or fourteen girl completely ignored the eldest brother and simply did not give them the face of Shuwangfeng.

"Hmph, others call you the little sword god when they see your master's face, and they really think that they are the little sword god?" A disharmonious voice came from the crowd. The field was awkward, and the man hid in the crowd, and no one knew who said it.

There was no change in Ximen Chuxue's face. Although Chen Long and Zhao Zheng had not changed much, their eyes were already cold.

"That's your disciples on the Forget Peak? Okay, then I'll take it as your challenge!" Ximen Chuxue didn't say much, but instead blocked Su Xiuwen's mouth.

Although Ximen Chuxue knew that she was still a little far away from the little sword god, it meant that her potential was not her current state, but no one could talk nonsense. Originally, it was just a competition between Senior Brother Dai Shaoming, but now there was an extra reason to ask all the disciples who sat in Wangfeng to shut up!

Su Xiuwen stared at Ximen Chuxue closely.

Others said that he had lost his luck when he met Huangfu Shaoming. But after three months of hard work, he got the name of luck. The whispers of others did not escape his ears and ears. He wanted to defeat Chen Long, Zhao Zheng, and Zhiming among the top five. He told everyone to shut up. He did not rely on luck to advance.

Now, an opponent he is most looking forward to appears. She has the title of Sword God, but she is only thirteen or fourteen years old. Even if her potential is unlimited, she is not worthy of such a title now.

Defeat her! Tell her that she is the real God of Swords!

"Okay! I'll take it!" Su Xiuwen shouted in a deep voice.

Ximen Chuxue didn't say a word, and turned around and left. Zhu Pengtao, Chen Long and others also left together.

"Tsk, you're so arrogant. Do you really think you're a sword god?"

"A thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl, no matter how evil she is, the title of Sword God is not worthy of now. Tomorrow, Senior Brother Su will definitely teach her a lesson and tell her the consequences of her arrogance!"

On the other side, Zhu Pengtao caught up with the junior sister's footsteps and kept asking: "Little Junior sister, have you been to Wei State? Why are you back again?"

Chen Long caught up, "Let's go and see your master's wife first."

Lin Luo was also surprised when Ximen Chuxue returned on ten days. How could he come back in ten days?

Then Ximen Chuxue's words caused everyone to be silent and lamented that the world was impermanent.

It turned out that Ximen Chuxue was whipping and rushed straight to Yecheng, Wei State according to Lin Luo's instructions. Although he met some people who coveted Ximen Chuxue's beauty on the way, they all died under her sword without exception. When he arrived at Ximen Chuxue in Yecheng, he soon found a person suspected of his father. The man was the county magistrate of Yecheng now.

When they really found the county magistrate, they were both stunned when they saw it.

Ximen Bao didn't expect his daughter to find this place, and the two swallowed speechlessly. Then Ximen Bao even knew that the Ximen family had all died except him and their daughter, and their enemies had been shot dead by their daughter. Moreover, Master Lin would take his daughter into the game, and now he has to teach him a lot of martial arts.

"Father, go back to Shaoyang Mountain with me?" Ximen Bao knew that his daughter had become cold now because of the whole family's sorrow.

"Oh, Master Lin is my benefactor, but Lord Longyang is also my benefactor. I promise to govern Yecheng for him..." Ximen Bao's eyes were a little dissipated. What can he do when he goes back to Qishan County now? Zhao State has assigned a new county magistrate to go back to retire and wait for death? And here, there is still a city of people who need him to manage. Only here, under the command of Lord Longyang can he express his ambitions.

"I won't go back. Now I know that my good daughter is very good and has learned martial arts, so I have no worries. From now on, I will learn martial arts well with Master Lin. There is a poor man in Yecheng who is as homeless as you..."

After Ximen Bao said that, Kuriyuki understood that his father would not go back with her. He was an ambitious person, and he could be asked to shed his blood here. His family had been destroyed, his enemy had been killed, and his only daughter he cared about now has grown into half an adult, and he has the means to protect himself. It was really meaningless to go back.

Not long after staying, Ximen Chuxue rushed back to Qi overnight, hoping that she could still catch up with the competition.

My father is pursuing his dream, and she also wants to pursue her dream - to become the real sword god!

Lin Luo sighed after hearing this, but if he thought about it carefully, if he was Ximen Bao, he would probably make a real choice. The only person who was interested in Lin Luo was the life-saving benefactor in Ximen Bao, who was actually Long Yangjun, who was known as the "Sword of One Sword". If such a genius figure is not seen in this life, it will be a pity. But he actually felt a vague response in his heart, and he could definitely see this person.
Chapter completed!