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Pianpian Yuning and the other two are the favorite students of Dongfang Qingqi of Fuyudao. They have practiced the skill of combining the two swords since they were six years old. They are now over 20 years old, and they are almost all together in food, accommodation and transportation, and even their temperaments are almost the same. Therefore, they can have a spirit of understanding and combine the two swords to make them superb.

Xuan Ji had heard of the names of these two people before, but this was the first time he had met so close.

The person wearing white clothes was Yuning, with a slightly shorter body, a long hair tilted in a bun, a cold eyes and a beautiful face. What's even more strange is that a sword in her hand was more than three feet long. From the hilt to the scabbard, it was all snow-white all over. I don't know what material it was made of.

Xuan Ji always thought that women looked the best in white clothes, not only refreshing, but also elegant. At this moment, seeing Yuning standing on the field, her long-sleeved shirt dancing with the wind, she was so elegant that she couldn't help but feel a little envious.

Pianpian is the thin man in red clothes next to him. Although he is not amazing, he has good eyes, black and agile, which adds a hint of heroism to him. With the black hair in red, he has a unique masculine charm. The sword in his hand is thicker, and his style is like that of Yuning, but his whole body is bright red, just like he had just taken out of the sword furnace.

"I thought it was so beautiful..." Linglong stared at Pianpian for a long time, turned around and bit her ears with Zhong Minyan, "It turns out that it is not as good as our Xiaoliuzi! Xiaoliuzi, you will also wear a red dress the other day. If you change the hilt of the scabbard to red, it will definitely be much better than him."

Zhong Minyan couldn't help laughing and nodded seriously: "Then you can wear white clothes and white swords, let's combine two swords to make the Shaoyang Sect's Pian Pian and Yuning."

Linglong smiled and patted him a few times, "What kind of swords do you know how to combine with two swords! They are practicing for a small time!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the sound of joy coming from below, but the opponent in the competition between Pianpian and Yuning came on stage.

"Ah! It's Senior Brother Duan Zheng!" Linglong pointed to the honest-looking young man above and shouted excitedly, "Senior Brother Duan Zheng! So he is so powerful!"

At this moment, everyone no longer cared about whether Pianpian Yuning looked good or not. They all shouted and cheered. Duanzheng seemed to hear the voice of his fellow disciples, and turned around and smiled slightly, which attracted more cheers.

"Who is there except him in our Shaoyang Sect?" Linglong asked.

Du Minxing thought for a while, "This time, senior brothers from Duan's generation participated. Most of them were eliminated in the first three competitions. Senior Brother Duanhui suffered a stomachache last night and could not continue the competition. Then the only ones left are the two senior brothers Duanzheng and Duanming."

When Linglong heard that there were only two people left, she couldn't help but pout and said, "These senior brothers are so useless, there are only two left!"

Chen Minjue interrupted with a smile: "Junior sister, that's not what he said. Look at the 60 disciples who participated in the competition, all the disciples of Xuanyuan Sect have been eliminated, and only Pianpian and Yuning are left in Fuyudao. If we can stay two of our Shaoyang Sect, we are already outstanding! What's more, Senior Brother Duanming has won the disciples of Dianjing Valley just now, and he is one of the semi-finals!"

Linglong felt a little more comfortable now.

In this competition, the judge was the deputy palace master of Lize Palace. He leaned lazily on the chair like he saw last time, as if he had seen it, and everyone stared at the feather fan in his hand. Just as he waved it, the competition began.

But when he saw that he was not in a hurry, he slapped him twice before laughing, "The competition has not started yet, don't be so tense, remember to stop when you click. If you use the immortal magic spell talisman that exceeds the limit, I will lose my temper!"

As soon as they finished speaking, the fan was swung down, and everyone didn't react. Even Pianpian and Yuning were stunned for a moment, then they clasped their fists to each other and set off their posture.

Seeing that Senior Brother Duanzheng was posing the door-opening move of Xuanming Fist, Zhong Minyan couldn't help but ask: "Does Senior Brother Duanzheng have no weapons? It's very difficult to deal with two swords with bare hands!"

Du Minxing shook his head. He actually didn't know what weapon he was using.

Linglong, who was beside him, suddenly screamed: "Ah! Look!"

Everyone looked at each other, but they saw Pianpian and Yu Ning draw their swords in their hands, with their swords tied together and placing a cross. They stood face to face, one red and one white, their clothes dancing, and they looked so beautiful.

The three of them faced each other and stood against each other for a long time, but they remained motionless.

Linglong waited for a long time, but she didn't see them making any moves. She whispered: "Why don't they move?"

Du Minxing still had to shake his head, so he naturally didn't know.

After a while, they still stopped moving. Everyone watching the battle from the audience was anxious and made surprise noises. The palace lord shook his fan and said with a smile: "Don't be anxious, don't be anxious, be quiet."

As soon as he finished speaking, the three of them were in a consistent manner. They seemed to be three lightning bolts, and they all set out together. They collided in the air and retreated at the touch. No one could see what they were doing. But seeing a straight sleeve that was cut, there was a footprint on the hem of Yuning's clothes.

"Wow, what's this!" Linglong shouted, "I can't see clearly at all!"

No one answered her because everyone couldn't see clearly like her.

So Xuan Ji explained with great care: "It's right. Senior Brother Duanzheng originally wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to steal the sword from Yu Ning, but was blocked by Pianpian and cut it to the door with one sword. In order to dodge the sword, he wrapped his sleeves, so his sleeves were cut off. Yuning followed him to stab him, but he dissolved the move and was kicked."

After saying that, she blinked and saw everyone staring at her, and said obediently: "That's it."

Linglong stammered and said, "Xuan, Xuan Ji, you... can you see clearly?"

She nodded, "Yes, it's not fast."

Linglong is silent.

Zhong Minyan said "cut", "Don't listen to the little girl's talk, how can she see clearly! Even the senior brother can't see clearly!"

I can indeed see clearly... Xuan Ji defended her in her stomach, but she was too lazy to say it.

This time, both sides had some understanding of their respective strengths. They probably knew that Duanzheng was different from the opponents who could easily win in the past. Pianpian Yuning and the other two had a solemn look on their faces. They suddenly pulled the sword away and turned around together, as if they had been rehearsed, with their toes on the ground and took a few steps back at the same time.

Duanzheng did not allow them to find time to breathe, so they rushed forward, and on the side of their body, Qiaoqiao dodged the sword that was stabbed from Pianpian, and then raised his wrist and actually wanted to grab Yu Ning's sword. This time she was ready, so she could not let him get closer, so she immediately retreated and avoided a clutch. The graceful sword over there had been sent to the door, forcing him to retreat.

Where could everyone in the audience see what specific moves they have? The correct black shadows shuttle back and forth between two shadows, one red and one white, like a clever swallow, often retreating at one touch. The red shadow was neat and hard, like a dark night demon, and it was almost always interspersed in unexpected places, with sleeves raising, and the sword light hiding there, it was really a needle in the cotton and a flower in the sea.

The white shadow was elegant and light, with excellent light skills, dripping around and turning, and the sword light enveloped the whole body, like a golden bell covering, with thorns in the flower.

One red and one white, advancing and retreating in an orderly manner, staggering left and right, floating like two butterflies, it was indeed as if others had said, extremely pleasing to the eye. Although I couldn't see clearly what they did...well, it was a small regret.

"Who has the upper hand?" Linglong couldn't see the specific movements clearly and screamed in a hurry.

Du Minxing and the others could only shake their heads silently. Xuan Ji said lightly: "It was Senior Brother Duanzheng who had the upper hand. He snatched Yu Ning's sword. Look--"

She pointed her hand and saw Duan Zheng take several steps back, shining in her hand, holding a white sword, and steadily pinching a sword technique. Yu Ning on the opposite side looked strange and her wrist was red. She must have been injured by him.
Chapter completed!