In the martial arts venue of the sword-making villa, the martial arts competition that was indirectly more than one day was prepared for another martial arts competition due to the conflict between Lu Xiao and an elite disciple of the Xiyue Sword Sect. Finally, the battle started this morning.

Although the weather in midsummer has been very stuffy since the morning, there is no impact on many contestants who participated in the competition.

Although some of the masters who participated in the competition came for the rewards given by Zhujian Villa, and some had no idea of ​​getting the final reward, and just wanted to show their faces in front of many martial arts fellow practitioners and make them famous, they were in the same mood at the end.

That is excitement and excitement. Many third-rate martial arts people who were not very famous before were even more excited. They can claim names in front of many sects and even many first-class sects. What can the summer heat count in their hearts?

Unfortunately, they were so excited that if they could win cleanly after signing up, they would naturally give their name a lot of glory. But if they lose and lose a bit ugly, they would not show their face, but show their eyes.

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"The ancient moon in the West Yue Sword School won the victory."

As the servant who was responsible for singing at the martial arts performance of Zhujian Villa shouted loudly with a tail sound, Gu Yueming looked cold, and turned around with a hint of disdain in his eyes and jumped off the arena set up in a hurry. The person who was defeated behind him had mixed emotions such as anger, shame, embarrassment, etc. on his face. He stood there looking at him, his face turned red, dark, and green, as if it was a palette.

Although he wanted to rush over immediately and stab the bastard who humiliated himself and looked cold and disdainful, fortunately he still remembered that he was standing on the ring at this time, and there were people from all over the world standing around him. So, he restrained his impulse, bit his back teeth with all his strength, turned around and jumped out of the ring, separated the crowd with a pale face, and walked out.

After this competition, he no longer had the face to stay here. He has become the laughing stock in the mouths of those people who pointed at him. Staying here is just to make him angry.

On the other side, Gu Yueming followed the path of avoidance by the crowd, and returned to the Xiyue Sword Sect’s fellow disciples.

Although he won, he couldn't even see a hint of joy on his face.

"Stern Junior Brother, you're a little too much."

He had just returned to his fellow brothers and brothers, but did not hear the congratulations from his fellow brothers. Instead, he rang out in a thick and helpless tone.

"Hey, Junior Brother Lang, you can't blame Yueming for doing this. I want me to say that those guys are just asking for a lesson. Besides, Yueming has not broken the rules. If the other party wants to blame, he can only blame his own poor martial arts."

Before Gu Yueming could speak, another young voice sounded first and said to Gu Yueming.

"That's right, second senior brother, I think the eldest senior brother is right. Third senior brother has complained before, and to be honest, even Junior Brother Qin's opponent has not said anything. As a result, in the past two days, they have arranged third senior brothers everywhere, and they have allused to our Xiyue Sword Sect and even all the sword sects. If I ask me, Senior Brother Gu did nothing wrong. To deal with these flies who like to clamor, you have to teach them a lesson so that they will not dare to provoke our Xiyue Sword Sect again in the future."

Obviously, compared to the second senior brother with a thick voice, the disciples of the Xiyue Sword Sect liked what their senior brother said more. So as soon as the senior brother finished speaking, a crisp voice like a lark sounded in a tone and said in a rapid speed.

"Okay, junior sister, second senior brother is also thinking about me, so don't be so angry."

Originally, Gu Yueming was criticized by the second senior brother Lang Zhiyan with a calm face, so his face was a little ugly. Seeing the eldest senior brother Ling Chonghu and the younger sister Yue Qishan were helping him, his face finally returned to normal. Looking at Yue Qishan's cute face, which was angry because of her anger, she couldn't help but smile, and in turn persuaded Yue Qishan not to get angry anymore.

"Hey, you guys."

Lang Zhiyan, who was criticized, was not really unhappy when they looked like this. He just sighed helplessly and shook his head gently.

"Okay, junior brother, don't shake your head anymore."

Ling Chonghu hugged Lang Zhiyan and laughed softly.

"Next, it's your turn to go to the ring. You can't embarrass us Xiyue."

The slight differences among the disciples of the Xiyue Sword Sect quickly broke down, but the differences became increasingly obvious on the viewing platform not far away.

"Xiyue is indeed a first-class sword sect. This disciple who is only a twentieth-aged man can already have such a masterful swordsmanship."

"Hmph, I will revenge my grudges. I will generalize with such a stern nature. A person with such a extreme mind and character will have a higher level of swordsmanship, the more he is, the less blessings he will be in the martial arts world."

"Hey, the young man can't stand the gossip, so it's understandable that he acts a little too much. Brother Wang's words have also been a bit too much."

"Ha, why did Nephew Gu do this? I don't believe Brother Lin can't see it."

"Ha, that's right, I see, some people just pretend to be confused when they understand."

"The surname Zuo and Mo, don't sing and stir up trouble me. Choose a time and find a place. We will see the truth under our hands. I, Wang Qingxia, will accompany you at any time."

"Yo, did you hit your sore spot? Is it so angry?"

"Okay, many fellow practitioners and younger generations are present, are you really shameless?"

"snort!"

Accompanied by a few cold snorkelings that sounded almost at the same time, the viewing platform returned to calm, but the eyes that were separated by several steps were still filled with anger.

Although swords and swords are both weapons for murder, there will naturally be no differences, but those holding swords and swords are obviously unable to be just cold weapons like the weapons in their hands. They have different emotions, different thinking, but similar desires.

Perhaps the top swordsmen and swordsmen will appreciate each other, but the struggles between sects will always be mainstream.

As the competition continues, the swordsman has never won a single victory. The two sides, who are already full of contradictions, finally intensified the contradiction after Gu Yueming, the "party involved".

It's just a pity that, as Guo Ju and others who persuaded both sides said, in full view of everyone, they had already gained a reputation, and could only suppress their resentment and continue to look at the ring.

The heads of several major sword sects were eager for their disciples to continue to win like this and continued to slap the other party in the face. The major swordsmen obviously hoped that their disciples could meet their disciples as soon as possible, teach them a lesson, be proud and mock them back.
Chapter completed!