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Chapter Thirty-One: Four Swords of Qingcheng 1

Happy New Year everyone, may you all be in the Year of the Ox!

In fact, the first five levels are just the basis of the Seven Heaven-breaking Styles, the sixth level is the intermediate level, and the seventh level is the truly exquisite peerless swordsmanship. Perhaps because haste makes waste, Zhang Yufan has never been able to break through this sixth level.

Level, but it is enough to choose the 'Four Swords of Qingcheng', but only the sixth level can Zhang Yufan defeat the 'Three Swords of Suihan' to take revenge. If he can practice to the seventh level, he can become an unparalleled master, and even

Dominate one side, of course, these are just a matter of time

These seven days can be said to be the happiest seven days in the lives of Zhang Yufan and Zhuo Yijing. They can get along day and night and live a carefree life. In fact, they are not pursuing fame, wealth and glory. They just want to live happily and peacefully every day.

Fanfan, but reality does not allow the weak to eat the strong. What is the difference between the human world and the animal world?

——————————————————————————————On the day of the competition, the wind was sunny and the mountains and rivers were even more beautiful.

He Taichong was very proud of himself and was extravagant. The grand scene and the lineup were unprecedented. The red flags were waving as Song Dandan said. There were huge crowds of people, loud gongs and drums, and firecrackers blasting. It was quite a spectacle.

Book friends all know that Zhang Yufan was finally selected into the Qingcheng Four Swordsmen, but the process is not clear! The result is important, but the process is also important

Opportunities are often encountered but not sought. No one does not yearn for success, but not everyone can succeed.

The Qingcheng sect has always had an unhealthy style in the past few years. All its disciples are conceited, but their martial arts skills are sparse. As the saying goes: Ignorant people are fearless!

The disciples of the Qingcheng Sect in the competition arena are all smiling and full of enthusiasm; in fact, they all despise their brothers in their hearts and always think that they are the only candidates for the "Qingcheng Four Swordsmen".

show mercy

Everything was ready, and after the drums were played, a white-bearded, red-faced, energetic old man walked into the arena. This old man breathed deeply and evenly, walked lightly, and his temples were bulging. At a glance, he knew that he was a master of the inner family. This man was not

Who else will He Taichong have?

He Taichong's entrance was met with thunderous applause. This is how the world is. Some people appear with flowers and applause; while some people appear with cynicism.

He Taichong was so majestic and intimidating that he first gave some nonsense speeches to his disciples, and then announced that the Qingcheng Four Swords Selection Competition would now begin.

The host (that is, his junior brother He Zhengchong) said loudly: "After fierce competition, this competition has entered the finals."

The winner of this secret competition is naturally none other than the "Three Swords of Suihan". The three of them are the direct disciples of the family, and the others are just ordinary students recruited from the sect in order to make money. The students paid money to be in the spotlight. At this time, He Taichong said:

I hope that the sect can find an outstanding disciple

There are currently ten disciples who have entered the finals. Whoever wins among them will be the final candidate for the Qingcheng Four Swordsmen.

He Zhengchong said: "This final has entered a fierce stage. Let's invite the remaining ten disciples to compete in the final battle. This final will adopt a melee decision-making, and the final winner can become the fourth candidate of the 'Qingcheng Four Swords'. Preparation - Begin

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"Wait a minute!" The voice became clearer and louder, and came from behind the crowd. People were looking for reputation. They thought it was some kind of extraterrestrial high-ranking person, but it turned out to be Zhang Yufan. They all snorted and looked down at those from the Xiong Qingcheng Sect.

Of course, the mediocre disciples cannot see that Zhang Yufan today is different from the past: Although Zhang Yufan is smiling at each other, he is full of confidence, his eyes are as sharp as rainbows, and there is a chill hidden in them.

He Taichong also wanted to see who interrupted He Zhengchong's words, but there were thousands of people surrounding the venue on three floors outside, and He Taichong didn't know how to see through walls; however, he was not impatient, and he believed that this person was the one he wanted.

Qingcheng's "Fourth Sword" was waiting, so He Taichong did not speak.

Zhang Yufan had to break through the crowd of Qingcheng disciples to enter. A disciple stepped forward to make things difficult. He glanced at Zhang Yufan with disdain and said with great contempt: "I thought this sentence came from someone

According to the experts, it turns out that it is you, Zhang Yufan, the dog who is speaking here - bullshit!" As he finished speaking, everyone burst into laughter.

The disciple of the Qingcheng Sect was so slobbering as he spoke, he was so proud that he seemed to think that what he said was very artistic.

Others would inevitably curse or even fight after hearing this, but Zhang Yufan turned a blind eye and remained smiling. The Qingcheng disciples understood Zhang Yufan’s unscrupulous character.

Zhang Yufan walked towards him with a smile, and the disciple's smile became even brighter. When Zhang Yufan approached him, the Qingcheng disciple miraculously flew off the ground, sprayed out a mouthful of blood mist from the air, and fell to the ground.

It turned out that Zhang Yufan was furious when he got close to this disciple, and he punched out without a moment's notice. Zhang Yufan used six levels of skills with this punch, which was not fatal and was only intended to knock down the mountain and shake the tiger.

Such a shocking change made everyone change their expressions in shock. Even the mature and sophisticated He Taichong couldn't help but be moved.

The person who came here was very powerful, and he could send people flying more than ten feet away with one palm. I am afraid that this person has some background. He Taichong suppressed his anger, first bowed and then said in a friendly manner: "What kind of friend is this person? Why do you hurt people?"

He then ordered his two disciples: "Hel him down and heal his injuries."

This punch made all Qingcheng disciples fear Zhang Yufan. They knew that the master had something to say to Zhang Yufan, so they quietly made way for him.

Zhang Yufan looked heroic, holding the Heavenly Sword tightly, and walked calmly towards the field.

How could He Taichong, the leader of a sect, know the humble Zhang Yufan? Just like the principal may not necessarily know the students.

The "Three Swords of Suihan" thought that Zhang Yufan was coming with bad intentions, so the three of them looked at each other and were ready to take action to defeat the enemy.

Just when the situation was tense and the storm was about to come, He Taichong saw an opportunity and raised his hand to stop the three of them.

Zhang Yufan politely bowed to He Taichong with clasped fists, bowed and said respectfully: "I'm reporting this to the leader, just because that disciple made rude remarks in today's conference, which insulted the reputation of our sect. This disciple is dedicated to safeguarding the dignity of our sect, so he is anxious."
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