On the crowded green pine floor, the sun shines. Thousands of lights splash on the excited and enthusiastic faces of every martial artist in the martial arts world.

Xiao Yun walked slowly, and the crowd automatically made way. This was the first time he encountered the situation where thousands of eyes were watching. However, he had reached his state of mind, although he could not be completely unfunctory, he could still be calm.

On the battle stage, Bai Jiang stood upright in a white suit, and a hint of arrogance hung on his handsome face. The moment he saw Xiao Yun, the hint of arrogance quietly disappeared.

"Haha, let Brother Bai wait for a long time!" Xiao Yun smiled at Bai Jiangqian. As he spoke, his eyes glanced at the Nanhai Sect in the stands. Diao Piqing and others were glaring at him.

"Where, where!" Bai Jiang laughed dryly. He knew very well that he would definitely lose in this game. He thought he was not as good as Sha Yuan. Although he was jealous of Xiao Yun, he was not discouraged. Even if he lost this game, he still had a chance to enter the next round of the game.

The huge Guangtai is divided into thirty battle stages, and the ten people compete on each battle stage are in a group. The top two players in each group enter the next round of the game. Only Xiao Yun can surpass him in their group, and the others are obviously inferior to him.

The two of them talked slowly for a few words. A strange look suddenly flashed in Bai Jiang's eyes and said, "Brother Xiao, this is our second time."

"Oh? Where else have we seen this apart from this time?" Xiao Yun raised his lips and a smile flashed in his eyes.

"Haha, in fact, even Bai himself couldn't believe it." Bai General glanced at the stands, looked at Elder Zheng's eyes for a moment, and nodded with a smile: "Before entering the city, we had a conflict with a master with a straw hat. Haha, that master is Brother Xiao."

Xiao Yun nodded with a smile. Although he knew that this was all guessed by someone from the Nanhai Sect, there was no need to hide it. As long as he followed his deeds and his relationship with the Danqing Sect, it would be difficult to guess others could not guess.

"Sure enough." Bai Jiang's erect figure trembled slightly. Elder Zheng in the stand frowned slightly. Although Xiao Yun and the others didn't speak loudly, for warriors with deep skills, this distance was not a distance. Although he had guessed it, he was still surprised when he heard Xiao Yun admit it in person.

The murderer who beat their men to pieces and was suspected to be the elderly was Xiao Yun on the battlefield! After sighing slightly, Elder Zheng said to Li Shou with a grim expression on his face: "This Xiao Yun is not simple. He had a glimmer of hope, but now it seems that the young player cannot win the first place in this round."

In the stands, Han Po and others who were far away from the Phantom Sword Sect were indeed full of smiles. Their Painting Sect is just a second-rate sect in the entire world. They have no right to speak at all. This time they can get a place to enter the official competition directly, which is already the best.

This time, he suppressed all the fate of the Danqing Sect on Xiao Yun. In order to protect Xiao Yun, he even did not hesitate to go against the Zunxin Sect and the Phantom Sword Sect. One reason was that because of Han Bicui's relationship, the second was that he hoped that Xiao Yun could stand out in this martial arts competition and achieve amazing results, which made their Danqing Sect famous.

"Actually, Brother Bai and I have met three times." Xiao Yun put his hand into his sleeve and hugged his arm lightly.

"Three times?" Bai Jiang recalled carefully, but no matter how he thought about it, he could not think of it. He had seen Xiao Yun somewhere. "I would like to ask Brother Xiao to give me some advice."

"Half a year ago, when Xiao came on a boat, he met your master and disciple. Did Brother Bai remember it?"

"It's him!" Li Shouru jumped up like a fire-burning butt, looking at Xiao Yun with an exaggerated look. Elder Zheng's face was slightly dark. Isn't this slander for his own sect when he acted in front of the martial arts heroes? Diaobi Qingqi said: "Uncle Li has ever seen this kid?"

Li Shou took a deep breath. It took him a while to calm down his emotions. It was not that he had insufficient concentration, but that Xiao Yun was too surprised to him. When he talked with Chen Shouxiang, he had noticed Xiao Yun. At that time, Xiao Yun was just a young boy who had just advanced to a second-rate warrior. But looking at Xiao Yun at this time, he could never have imagined that Xiao Yun's growth was so fast!

So, the scene of Li Shoujiang meeting with Xiao Yun was slowly revealed to Elder Zheng and others. As he told, Elder Zheng and others' faces became more and more surprised, and finally they turned into a look of horror.

"I didn't expect Xiaoyun to have such experience. This time our Danqing Sect really found a treasure. No, it's a hundred times more precious than a treasure!" Han Po couldn't help but murmuring at Xiao Yun, his tiger eyes shining. Worker Fang Sheng and others also nodded in surprise. Although they were far apart from Elder Zheng and others, their cultivation level naturally made Elder Zheng and the others clearly hear the conversation.

"It's you!" Bai Jiang's body suddenly shook. At that time, he heard Li Shou mention Xiao Yun to him, but at that time Xiao Yun's strength was not enough to attract his attention, so he didn't remember it deeply. But he didn't expect that in just half a year, the insignificant boy had grown to the point where he could not even reach him.

"Take the initiative!" Bai Jiangwei thought and immediately stopped talking to Xiao Yun. "Please give me advice!" He waved the long sword in his hand and quickly stabbed Xiao Yun. In the past few words, his aura was already weakened by most of his aura. He really didn't have the courage to "talk" with Xiao Yun, and he was afraid that he would not even have the courage to fight.

Looking at the flying sword light, Xiao Yun nodded. Bai Jiang could react so quickly under his mental blow, and he really deserved to be the leader of the new generation of the Phantom Sword Sect.

His hands slowly pulled out of his sleeves, turned into a fist, trembled slightly, and he went straight to the sword.

"How can Xiaoyun be so arrogant?" Seeing that Xiao Yun did not use his skill to use his skill, but instead used his fists to attack Bai General, he couldn't help but frown with thick eyebrows.

Everyone in the Phantom Sword Sect and the martial artists in the martial arts world were also shocked. Isn’t Xiao Yun famous for his sword skills? How could he be so arrogant and use a pair of flesh fists to face the opponent’s sharp sword?

"Clang!" The fist and the sword were connected, and the fist was not as fragile as everyone imagined. A sound of gold and iron clashed with each other blocked everyone's mouths.

Bai Jiang's body was shocked and he couldn't help but take five steps back. Xiao Yun was still standing there, still moving as a mountain. Xiao Yun's fist was so sharp! Bai Jiang's heart trembled. This person's fist was so powerful. What about his sword skills?

Snorted coldly, swung the sword, and followed again. Since you want to use your fist to intersect with your own sword, I will fulfill your wishes. See if it is your fist that is hard or your sword that is sharp in the end!

"Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang!" The sound of gold and iron clashing continued. The martial artists in the Jianghu were buzzing. Such a violent attack was blocked by a pair of pink flesh fists. If they thought it would be an incredible thing.

Every time he fought, Xiao Yun distributed a soft force to spread on the surface of his fist. The fist that seemed weak was actually as hard as iron! This set of boxing was exactly the "Flowing Fist" he practiced. Including his previous life, he practiced for nearly ten years. The boxing technique can be soft or steel, which is actually a rare top-level boxing technique.

"Puff!" Another sound of attack sounded. Xiao Yun frowned and took a few steps back. He felt that the punch was just a habit of natural punch and didn't take much effort. But when he punched that punch, he felt an indescribable sense of comfort all over his body.

"Hehe, how about it, Brother Xiao? Is it not possible so soon?" Bai Jiang smiled coldly. Seeing Xiao Yun retreating, he thought Xiao Yun was finally out of strength. He immediately did not give Xiao Yun any chance, and suddenly used all his strength and rushed towards Xiao Yun even more fiercely.

Looking at Xiao Yun who was a little distracted, a trace of disdain appeared in his eyes. It seemed that this kid was not only weak in strength, but also had problems with his brain! Isn’t he seeking death when he was distracted during the battle? Hehe, it seems that everyone was scared by his name, and his strength was not very good. By the time he was defeated, the name of Bai General would be better than those young masters.

"This man is so arrogant." Xiao Yun was speechless. He was just thinking. Bai Jiang didn't take this strength into his eyes. He is just trying his boxing skills with Bai Jiang.

The fist trembled again, and suddenly became a afterimage, intertwining with Bai Jiang's long sword. Following the feeling just now, Xiao Yun splashed his fist casually, slowly looking for the feeling just now.

"Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding!" Another burst of clashing sounded. Unfortunately, after trying for a long time, Xiao Yun still found nothing.

"Forget it, let's get rid of this guy first." Xiao Yun shook his head and was about to close his fist. Suddenly, his whole body shook, and a comfortable feeling spread throughout his body again. It was as natural as a stream flowing into the sea. It was a feeling of fraternity, tolerating the sky and the earth, and tolerating it is great!

"It turns out that everything comes from the word "Bo". Yin and Yang are balanced, hard and soft are combined. Fast and slow are interspersed, and the combination of one is the whole!" Xiao Yun's mind was clear, and a boxing intention that was almost like Tao gradually merged with his flowing fist.

Bai Jiang suddenly felt a momentum rising from Xiao Yun's body. Influenced by this momentum, he felt that his internal force stagnated, and his body moved quickly could not help but sink to the ground.

"So, this is also a kind of boxing method." Xiao Yun opened his eyes and smiled at Bai Jiang, "Thank you for your help today. Those brothers from the world are tired of watching it, so let's finish it early."

"Brother Xiao is right. Brother Xiao should go down and rest!" Although he was shocked by Xiao Yun's momentum just now, he didn't think Xiao Yun could really do anything to him. Unless Xiao Yun uses a knife, he just won't give Xiao Yun another chance to use a knife.

The long sword swung, and the air was rippled like never before. With a faint sound of tearing the space, he greeted Xiao Yun's flesh fist.

Xiao Yun laughed and thrust his fist straight towards the long sword of General Xiang Bai. This time the speed was not fast, without any fancy, just as ordinary as Xiang Bai's fist.

"What are Xiaoyun doing? This kid really deserves to be flattered." Seeing Xiao Yun playing with a punch, Han Po immediately blew his beard and stared at him. He wished he could step forward and slash Xiao Yun's palms to let him know what the most powerful boxing technique was.

While the onlookers of the martial arts world shook their heads, the people from the Phantom Sword Sect also showed gloating smiles. Xiao Yun looked at his opponent so contemptuously, so he was simply looking for abuse.

When everyone thought Xiao Yun was about to suffer a great loss under Bai Jiang's sword, in an inconspicuous corner, Mr. Feng's turbid eyes were unprecedentedly bright: "It seems that we have to talk to him."

"Puff~~" The fist and the sword finally met. What made everyone drop their chins was that Bai Jiang was thrown out like a cannonball, crossing dozens of feet in the air, and landing on the seat of the Phantom Sword Sect.

"How could this happen?" The people from the Danqing Sect and the Phantom Sword Sect stood up at the same time. Looking at the Bai General who had been seriously injured and unconscious, and then looking at Xiao Yun who stood calmly in Taichung, the martial artists in the martial arts world grew up in horror.

"No trace is better than traces. I didn't expect that he would have realized this level so quickly!" When everyone was noisy, a complex look flashed in Yu Fuyun's eyes and quietly retreated from the crowd.

At the same time, several figures left quietly in several crowds. The martial artists around them did not notice them at all.

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