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I saw the swords and swords between the two people, and the two weapons were dancing into two balls of cold lights, which collided from time to time, making it difficult to distinguish between them.

Han Li looked at it for a while and couldn't see it clearly. He just felt that the two of them were fighting very lively and beautifully, and he couldn't tell whether they were master moves or defeated moves. As for who is more intelligent, it was not something that he, as a layman, could understand.

"Junior Brother Han, I don't know that you are practicing under the uncle's school. Now that you are in seclusion, you must have made great efforts, right?" Xiao Yuanpan finally couldn't help it and asked respectfully about his master's education back to Han Li.

You should know that after two years of basic training in Baixuan Hall, each of the inner disciples of each of the Qixuan Sect will be sent to the older generation of disciples to kowtow to learn more advanced martial arts. Only after they become masters do these disciples hold specific positions in the sect.

Of course, this is just the process of going out for ordinary disciples. If you are a disciple who performs outstandingly in the introductory test, you can directly enter the Seven Secret Hall without two years of basic training. You can be accepted as a disciple by several sect masters and teach the unique skills in the sect. It can be said that a carp jumped over the dragon gate and leaped into the sky.

During the two years of basic training, if there are people who have outstanding performance, they also hope to be attracted by some elders, hall masters, worshipers, etc., and be accepted as disciples in person. Although the future of these disciples is not as good as that of the disciples of the disciples, they are also much more valued than ordinary disciples.

Xiao Aba Pan heard that Han Li had just come out of seclusion from somewhere, and had never seen this person before, so he naturally guessed that this person was a disciple of a high-ranking figure in the sect, so he asked respectfully and wanted to come forward to make a relationship.

"I was noticed by an entourage a few years ago and accepted as a disciple. The specific entourage was the one, so I couldn't mention his name." Han Li knew his thoughts very well, but he pretended to be a shy expression on his face, but he deliberately brought a little bit of pride in his words.

"Is that so? Senior Brother Han is really lucky. He will have a high position in the sect in the future and has a bright future. I hope that if you have the chance, Senior Brother can help me more." Xiao Supan didn't care when he heard that Han Li was unwilling to reveal his master's name. Anyway, no matter which tribute he was, he was better than his master, but his tone changed immediately.

"Senior Brother Han, it's obvious that he is not a thing in the pool. He will be successful in the future, and it's no problem." He continued to compliment.

"This man looks black and stupid. Why are there any worshipers who accept him as his disciple? Why is there no big man who wants that if he is so smart? "Xiao Supan muttered in his heart, but his expression on his face became even more respectful.

When Han Li heard his tone change drastically, he also changed from Junior Brother Han to Senior Brother Han, and he felt a little funny.

However, Han Li did not look down on him at all. You should know that it is just a human instinct to attract people. Who doesn’t want to live a better life or climb higher, let alone this person’s name can be heard that he is a person who is very careful in calculating and good at crafting.

However, he was disappointed. Although what he said just now was true, the identity of this disciple was just a squat. He could defeat him by just finding a disciple in the Qixuan Gate. He regarded himself as a big tree, and he might have found the wrong person.

While Han Li was smiling bitterly, he listened to Xiaofan's flattering words as if nothing had happened, and had to socialize him from time to time.

"Senior Brother Han is very skilled in martial arts. If he is willing to end up, he will definitely be able to beat the person who uses the sword. He will definitely be able to..." Xiao Aopan said nice words without interruption, while distractingly observing Han Li's every move.

"Hey! It's so strange. The disciples who worshipped should have a strong internal skills and good skills, but why can't I see the depth of this person? The man's temples are neither slightly raised, nor the light is leaking in his eyes. No matter how you look at them, he is a person who is not good at martial arts." The more you observe Xiao Aba Pan feels more and more puzzled.

"The winner is decided." Han Li's light words came over, interrupting his thoughts.

Xiao Aba Pan was shocked and quickly turned his gaze back to the venue.

Sure enough, the man who made the sword had thrown the knife aside, one arm was bleeding from his carelessness, and the other hand pressed the wound tightly, his face full of gray. It seemed that he was undefeated and convinced. No wonder, these two men were almost the same martial arts. They just accidentally fell into the opponent's trick, and they lost after one move.

When Xiao Aba Pan saw this, he looked regretful and said "sad" in his mouth.

"What the hell is wrong? What a pity?" Han Li didn't see anything, but there was such a ready-made commentator next to him. It would be too sorry for him if he didn't ask.

"If Wang Dapang wins this competition, he will win three games, and there is no need to compete in the last game. Unfortunately, I still didn't win!"

"oh!"

"But it doesn't matter. Now there is only one last game left. The person who appeared on Wang Dapang is the most skilled martial arts among our disciples. His thunder sword technique is extremely powerful and can break stones and gold. Haha! I can't be in vain to see Senior Brother Li's special sword technique. No matter who Zhang Changgui sends to the side, we will win." Xiao Aba Pan was a little depressed at the beginning, but then he became excited, and seemed to be full of confidence in Senior Brother Li.

"Is the last game already here?" Han Li responded casually, wondering who this Senior Brother Han is? Don't you know him?

At this time, a cold-looking boy walked out of Wang Dapang's side. The boy held a long sword full of cold light and walked to the center of the field step by step. Then, without saying a word, he closed his eyes.

"Senior Brother Li! Senior Brother Li! Senior Brother Li!..."

Seeing the appearance of the young man, everyone outside the venue was excited and called out the young man's name at the same time, one after another, one louder than another. The roar shook the audience. At this time, there was no way to tell who were rich or poor, and they could only cheer the young man up unanimously.
Chapter completed!