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Lin Jiaoyu was very confident of these two new disciples under his sect, and bowed to the head teacher, saying: "Brother Zhao has a rare double happiness this time, let him go first."

Zhao Banshan was taken aback, a little dissatisfied, "Hey, Junior Brother Lin, you are a little proud of what you said, I'll give you a humbly, let you smoke first."

Zi Mu chewed his tongue and said, "Tsk, Brother Zhao has learned to be modest at this time. Junior sister can admire her."

Zhao Banshan thought of being in the arena with her that day, in order to fight for whose disciple won, his cheeky look made his face blush.

"Ahem... forget it, I'll do it first, I'll pump Hongling first."

After he finished speaking, he gave Zi Mu a glance, and gave out a spirit of energy to take down the bamboo stick. The name of Xiao Ping was written on the bamboo stick. Zhao Banshan couldn't help sighing in his heart. Xiao Ping's strength had been seen by himself, and he was afraid that it was Hong Ling. It's hard to win, but it's not the case for Xu Fan, saying: "Hongling's opponent is Xiao Ping, Xu Fan is very lucky, right?"

Lin Jiaoyu frowned slightly and asked, "Oh? Brother Zhao is too confident, right? If Ma Yiming is stumped, he will definitely lose to Xu Fan?"

Zhao Banshan smacked his tongue secretly, scolded himself for saying something wrong, and explained: "Junior Brother Lin, don't get me wrong, because Xu Fan's sword..."

Before Lin Jiaoyu finished his words, he interrupted angrily, "Senior Brother Zhao, are you too confident in your swordsmanship? The Dao skills that stumped my Dragon Head Peak are no match for your disciples' swordsmanship?"

Zi Mu was anxious for the two to fight, chewing his tongue and saying, "That's right, some people just value their sword skills too much."

"you……"

Zhao Banshan was a little anxious, he just wanted to talk about the problem of Xu Fan's scabbard, and these guys couldn't let themselves talk about it.

He shook his head helplessly, and said, "Master Palmer, if it is to be fair, I suggest replacing Xu Fan and Hongling."

"fair?"

Lin Jiaoyu glared at Zhao Banshan and said, "Senior Brother Zhao, the lottery has been decided. The exchange is the most unfair. It is difficult for Senior Brother Zhao to think that Xu Fan can win by replacing Xiao Ping as an opponent? You know, Xiao Ping is not. Vegetarian."

Things seem to be getting messy as they explain, Zhao Banshan said helplessly: "Junior Brother Lin, it's really not my scheming. If you want to make the competition fair, you'd better change it."

"No need to!"

Lin Jiaoyu waved his hand resolutely, and said, "Since the draw is the result, then we should try this way, no need to change."

Zhao Banshan shrugged helplessly and said, "Well, Junior Brother Lin, you said it yourself, don't say that my disciple takes advantage at that time, huh, I don't bother to explain."

After he finished speaking, he put his head aside a little angrily.

Lin Jiaoyu snorted and said, "Senior Brother Zhao, don't be too confident, maybe whoever wins."

"Okay, stop arguing."

The instructor waved his hand at the crowd, motioned to silence them, and then said: "As today's situation is gradually changing, some things need to be prepared sooner or later, after the Eight Meridians converge, these six disciples...but there is also a chance for them to go. Experienced."

"What did the master teacher say? What's the experience?" The teachers couldn't help but feel puzzled, and they discussed again in the Sanqing Hall.

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Xu Fan came to the ring a bit early today. After the guy from Zhao Banshan came back from the draw yesterday, he said that he had taken a big advantage and that he would definitely make it to the top three.

But looking at the tone of his speech, it seemed that if he had won, he would be unhappy. However, he didn't say what was going on.

Who is his opponent? I will definitely win?

With such a puzzled mood, Xu Fan waited for a long time in the arena, but he didn't see his opponent coming up, so he couldn't help but wonder.

Could it be that the opponent waived voluntarily, right?

"Brother Ant?"

When Xu Fan was puzzled, Ma Yiming cringed and climbed onto the ring. When Ma Yiming saw Xu Fan, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and said to himself: "It's dangerous, it's dangerous."

Seeing that he was out of danger, Xu Fan asked curiously: "Brother Ant, were you just being chased by someone? So worried."

Ma Yiming smiled and said, "It's almost the same. The brother said that my opponent is him today, and he said that he would never spare me this time. It scared me to death, but I looked at him like he was lying to me, so I Just brave the courage to come and take a look."

After he finished speaking, he smiled and said: "Sure enough, it scared me. If the opponent is Brother Xu, that's fine, hehe."

"Ahem..."

Xu Fan touched his nose, this guy's thinking, he didn't know what to say, and joked: "What if it's really your brother?"

Ma Yiming didn't even think about it, and said, "Then I must admit defeat. Is it possible that he should really give him a chance to kill me."

Xu Fan shrugged and said, "Junior Ant, it's not that I lied to you. I think you won't have to compare it next."

"what?"

Ma Yiming couldn't help but feel puzzled, and asked, "Why? Brother Xu."

Xu Fan understood what Zhao Banshan meant. Ma Yiming made use of the wood method, which happened to be completely defeated by his scabbard. This time, he really picked up a big deal.

Xu Fan touched his nose with some embarrassment, and said, "Um, let's start the fight. You will understand after a while."

Ma Yiming shook his head incomprehensibly, then drew the long sword from his back, and said, "Okay, Brother Xu."

When Xu Fan saw this, he drew out his long sword and put forward the gesture of the Sanqing Huaying Shadow Sword. Using the sword to transform the shadow, his body directly turned into a void and Ma Yiming rushed over.

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"Shifang Xuanmu, get up!"

Seeing ten thousand points of cold light hitting, Ma Yiming swiftly swept back. Following the law decision in his mouth, several vines sprang out from the ring, blocking him, like a python, in front of him. The sky is constantly dancing.

Suddenly, the road ahead was blocked, and Xu Fan's Sanqing Huaying Shadow Swordsmanship could not help but stop, watching the Fujiki in the sky guardingly.

Ma Yiming smiled and said, "Senior Brother Xu, you must be careful."

"Xuanmu transforms into form!"

Ma Yiming immediately drew in the law, only to hear the sound of breaking through the air, Fujiki went down, and rushed towards Xu Fan. In addition, the Fujiki was constantly deriving from one to two and two to four. In a blink of an eye, the road ahead of Xu Fan has been shrouded.

Ma Yiming's move not only stopped Xu Fan's attack, but also directly reversed the situation, making Xu Fan the attacked party.

This scene fell in the eyes of the onlookers, and couldn't help but arouse an exclaim. You must know that it is rare for a disciple who has just started to learn such Taoism.

Seeing Ma Yiming's counterattack, Lin Jiaoyu couldn't help nodding frequently, and smiled at Zhao Banshan, "Senior Brother Zhao, do you still think your disciple wins?"

Seeing his self-confidence, Zhao Banshan shook his head and said, "Junior Brother Lin, see it for yourself, I don't want to say more."

"Oh?"