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The martial arts conference was bustling with excitement. The eight major sects plus the Xiaoyao sect made up a total of nine sects. The leaders were sitting in rows, with the Xiaoyao sect at the bottom.

Hamaya stood behind Yun Lan and muttered unhappily, "Master, they don't take the Xiaoyao Sect seriously. With their three-legged cat skills, they actually look down on us!"

"Then when you come on stage, you will attack the key points and vent your anger?" Yun Lan looked at the competition between the peripheral disciples casually. This was her second time participating in the martial arts competition. The last time she was invincible when she traveled through the East, she changed her appearance. Mixing in the crowd and watching the fun, where can you sit on the court with such an upright attitude and have a good view?

She doesn't care where she sits. The Xiaoyao sect has never shown its strength in public. At her age, sitting at the bottom is considered a respect for the elderly. As for the disdain and contempt in the eyes of those old guys, hehe, now No matter how arrogant you are, you will be slapped in the face later. The Eight Major Sects are gone. This is an unchangeable fact.

Seeing her calm look, Hamaya curled her lips, lowered her head and said, "Master, this is what you said. I will beat them to pieces in a while!"

There was a smile on Yun Lan's lips, "Little girl, you have a lot of temper. You will be the leader in the future. No matter what you think in your heart, you must keep your face calm. Do you understand?"

Hamaya's face straightened, "Yes, Master!" Although Master always liked to joke with her, he taught her a lot. As long as Master said it seriously, she would take it seriously. The master is only six years older than her. Even if she cannot become as outstanding a person as the master, she still hopes that her performance will not be too bad.

The disciples of each sect were divided into different levels. The initial competition among the fringe disciples was just a warm-up and test, and the Xiaoyao sect did not participate. When the second-class disciples began to compete, Yun Lan nodded and asked Hamaya to choose two. A disciple of Xiaoyao sect participated.

There is no suspense about the result. Although the Xiaoyao Sect was established not long ago, many of the disciples who join the sect are people with basic martial arts skills. They have devoted themselves to practicing the martial arts of the Xiaoyao Sect for a year. Every move is very solid. Several sects of disciples won without even using their full strength.

The heads of several major sects lost face and looked very ugly. The head of the Emei sect, Fan Shitai, shook his fly whisk and sneered: "I really can't see it. A small Xiaoyao sect is actually hiding a dragon and a tiger. I hope you guys will stop." Be arrogant and impetuous, don’t accidentally go astray and trap yourself!”

Yun Lan's eyes fell on her, looking at her nondescript attire, she actually felt that the once bored Master Miejie became more pleasing to the eye. Shitai is just like Shitai. Her black and white clothes are striped and rhombus-like, just like a chessboard. There is also a long scarf on her head. Do you think you are Guanyin?

She smiled without changing her expression, "The master is too well-respected. Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon is not worthy of mention. They are just some ordinary disciples of our sect. Our sect's qualifications are still relatively young. They are not as good as the Bugui sect's hundreds of years of experience." I would like to thank the disciples of your sect for your kindness.”

"You!" Master Liao Fan glared at her with sharp eyes. How dare a little kid dare to contradict her? How ignorant is he? But when people said that her family was not as rich as Emei, she couldn't refute it. Her breath was really stuck in her chest, and it felt so tight that she couldn't move up or down.

As the person in charge, Zhuo Yihang naturally couldn't let everyone quarrel. He took two steps forward and smiled politely: "The disciples of each faction have their own strengths. It's not harmful to compete on the field. It's just a competition with each other. Why not start the final round?" Let’s finish the competition as soon as possible so that everyone can have a good rest.”

Wudang is the host, and since the first disciple has spoken, everyone naturally wants to give him this face. Master Liao Fan snorted coldly and swung the fly whisk again, then turned his head in a master's manner.

Yun Lan smiled and nodded at Zhuo Yihang. She was not here to cause trouble, and of course she would not be troublesome. He Luhua looked at Zhuo Yihang's special feelings for Yun Lan, her eyes flashed, and she gritted her teeth. If she couldn't get it, then no one else could get it either!

Each faction sent two elite disciples to compete. Only Hamaya from the Xiaoyao faction competed. Everyone saw Hamaya's age and couldn't help but look down upon her. A disciple from the Kongtong faction even wanted to tease one of them with their hands and feet during the competition. Fan, two ribs were broken by Hamaya's kick and he was thrown out of the field.

An hour later, the fourteen-year-old Hamaya impressed everyone. He Luhua looked at Hamaya opposite with some annoyance. She originally planned to compete with Zhuo Yihang, but based on her years of understanding of Zhuo Yihang, she would appropriately She pretended to be weak and found the right opportunity to plot against her. She was the next leader of the martial arts alliance. But she didn't expect Hamaya to be so strong that he would confront her first! She shook the sword in her hand, and her annoyance towards their master and apprentice reached its peak, "Humph, it's just some trivial skills, but you're actually so proud of it. Is this what your master taught you?"

Hamaya raised an eyebrow at her and sneered: "Even your little tricks are better than your tricks."

The conversation between the two was very quiet, and others did not hear their conversation. He Luhua glared at her and reprimanded in a low voice: "You and your master had better stay away from my junior brother. My junior brother is the first disciple of Wudang, not who They can all seduce!”

Just because others couldn't hear their bickering, it didn't mean that Yun Lan couldn't hear it either. She sneered in her heart. This He Luhua was really looking for death. After watching so many competitions with Hamaya, did she think she could teach Hamaya a lesson? Ridiculously arrogant and arrogant! Hamaya would not let her speak ill of her master.

Sure enough, Hamaya's eyes changed, she stared at He Luhua and snorted coldly: "Aren't you the one who seduced Young Master Zhuo? What nonsense! If you want to fight, then fight. If you dare not take action, immediately admit defeat and get out!"

He Luhua became angry and raised his hand to stab her with a sword. She, a heroine who had been in the world for many years, struck first at the little girl. She still looked so angry and frustrated, and she was the first to be defeated.

Hamaya took a slight step forward and dodged easily. She flicked the long whip in her hand, and the dazzling shadow of the whip surrounded He Luhua, making it impossible for her to get closer. Yun Lan chuckled and shook her head. The martial arts she taught Hamaya were all straightforward. Whenever Hamaya used such complicated moves, she just wanted to tease the opponent.

Hamaya whipped him left and right, leaving dozens of whip marks on He Luhua's arms. They were not heavy, after all, there was no blood. When He Luhua saw the whip, he thought of the wolf girl. It is true that whips are used as weapons in the world. It was too little. She was beaten and unable to fight back. She said angrily: "What is your relationship with the Demon Sect Wolf Girl? Could it be that you Xiaoyao Sect are the remnants of the Demon Sect...ah!"

He Luhua screamed in pain, but Hamaya swayed after hearing her words, stepped forward and slapped her twice, "Keep your mouth clean! You are still an elite disciple, you are so jealous and you want to be the leader? Hmph!"

Hamaya did not lower her voice this time. Everyone knew that it was He Luhua who said something unpleasant that got her slapped, and it was difficult to stand up for her. Only Taoist Baiyun shouted with an ugly face: "Stop! Don't insult me ​​Wudang!"

Master Ziyang frowned and glanced at him with disapproval, and said in a deep voice: "Baiyun! Back off!" This junior brother paid less and less attention to him and openly protected himself in front of the major sects. Daughter, Wudang is really embarrassed.

"Senior Brother?!" Taoist Baiyun looked at Master Ziyang in disbelief, "How can we Wudang disciples allow others to insult us? That little girl..."

"Shut up! Don't back down!" Master Ziyang shouted seriously. Although Taoist Baiyun was dissatisfied, he could not quarrel with him at this stall, so he had to retreat to his original position unwillingly.

While they were talking, He Luhua scolded Hamaya and was slapped by Hamaya more than a dozen times. Her face became swollen, and the red palm prints were particularly clear on her fair face. She had never suffered such a crime since she was a child. She even felt that all the brothers and sisters in the audience were laughing at her. She rushed forward angrily and tried her best to win back the victory, but Hamaya was not interested in playing with her anymore and kicked her directly in the chest. Out of the field.

Taoist Baiyun rushed forward anxiously and helped He Luhua up, angrily scolding the Xiaoyao sect for bullying others too much. Yun Lan slowly picked up the tea on the table and took a sip. She said with a slight smile: "Taoist priest, please look down and see that your daughter-in-law is not here." The muscles and bones are injured, and there is no eye for fighting martial arts. Which disciple here has not been injured?"

"You are talking nonsense..."

"Uncle, senior sister is really not injured..."

Taoist Baiyun was still losing his temper. The disciple who was helping to check He Luhua's body said something in a low voice. Taoist Baiyun turned back angrily and glared at him. Seeing that the disciple stopped talking and shrank his neck and retreated, he took He Luhua's wrist and checked his pulse. , indeed there were only skin injuries, there were just some red marks on the arms, not a trace of blood, although the face was red and swollen, no muscles and bones were injured, even the last kick was careful not to hurt the internal organs, Taoist Baiyun glared bitterly Yun Lan and Hamaya glanced at each other and pulled He Luhua back to his seat.

When it was Zhuo Yihang's turn to compete with Hamaya, Yun Lan smiled and said to Hamaya: "Master Zhuo's swordsmanship is indeed powerful. You can compete with all your strength and you may gain some insights. Hamaya, you don't have many opportunities to compete with masters. ,Seriously."

Hamaya responded excitedly: "Yes! Master!"

The two began to compete back and forth. Zhuo Yihang was indeed very talented in martial arts. Hamaya carefully observed each other's moves, looking for flaws, and used his whipping skills to the extreme.

After two hundred moves, Hamaya was exhausted. Zhuo Yihang knocked her whip away with his sword. He cupped his fists and smiled and said, "Cheng Rang, the girl is good at whipping."

Hamaya smiled and said: "Master Zhuo let me do it, thank you very much!" She picked up her whip and ran back behind Yun Lan. Yun Lan knew from the look on her face that she had benefited a lot, and she was happy for her in her heart. .

Zhuo Yihang became the final winner. Master Ziyang showed a rare smile, stood up and looked at Zhuo Yihang with relief and said: "My disciple is able to be where he is today thanks to everyone's support over the years. I am old, and I will be here today." The position of leader of Wudang..."

"Senior brother!" Taoist Baiyun stood up and said, "Luhua hasn't competed with Yihang yet, so you can't be partial!"

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