[Comprehensive] Time and space experience

The martial arts conference was lively and lively. The eight major factions plus the Xiaoyao faction made a total of nine sects. The leaders sat in rows, and the Xiaoyao faction ranked last.

Standing behind Yun Lan, Hamaya murmured unhappily, "Master, they don't pay much attention to the Xiaoyao faction. With their three-legged cat skills, they actually look down on us!"

"Then when you go on stage, focus on your strikes and vent your anger?" Yun Lan casually watched the competition of marginal disciples in the arena. This is the second time she participated in the martial arts competition. The last time was when she traveled through the East. Mixing in the crowd to watch the excitement, how can there be such an open and aboveboard sitting on the field with a good view?

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

Seeing her calm and composed look, Hamaya curled her lips, lowered her head and said, "Master, that's what you said. I will definitely beat them to pieces in a while!"

There was a smile on the corner of Yun Lan's mouth, "Little girl is quite temperamental, you are going to be the head of the sect in the future, no matter what you think in your heart, you must not show your face, you know?"

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

The disciples of each faction are divided into grades. At the beginning, the competition of the fringe disciples was just a warm-up and temptation. The Xiaoyao faction did not participate. When the second-class disciples started the competition, Yun Lan nodded and asked Hamaya to choose two Disciples of Xiaoyao Sect participated.

There is no suspense in the result. Although the Xiaoyao Sect was established not long ago, many of the disciples who joined the sect are people who already have a foundation in martial arts. They have been practicing the martial arts of the Xiaoyao Sect for a year. Several sects of disciples won without even exerting their full strength.

The heads of several big factions lost face, and their faces were very ugly. The head of the Emei faction, Fan Shitai, shook his whisk and sneered: "I really can't see that a small Xiaoyao faction is hiding a dragon and crouching. I hope my little friend will stop." Beware of arrogance and impetuosity, don't accidentally step into the wrong path, and be trapped in a cocoon!"

Yun Lan's eyes fell on her, looking at her nondescript attire, she felt that Miejueshi, who was once bored, became too pleasing to the eye.The teacher is the teacher, the black and white clothes are striped and rhombic, almost like a chessboard, and there is a long scarf on the head, do you think you are Guanyin?

She smiled without changing her face, "Master is too famous. Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon is nothing to talk about. They are just some ordinary disciples of this school. The seniority of this school is still relatively young, which can't compare with the hundreds of years of your school. I want to thank the disciples of your sect for their kindness."

"You!" Master Fan shot her fierce eyes, even a little doll dared to contradict her, it's really ignorant!But people said that her family was not as deep as Emei's, and she couldn't refute it. She was really stuck in her chest, and she couldn't get 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 children of each faction have their own strengths, and the competition on the field is not harmful, but it's just for learning from each other, why not start the last round Let's compete, end the martial arts competition as soon as possible, and everyone can have a good rest."

Wudang is the host, and the first disciple has spoken up, so everyone naturally wants to give him this face.Master Fan let out a cold snort and shook his whisk again, turning his head with an air of a master.

Yun Lan smiled at Zhuo Yihang and nodded, she didn't come to make trouble, and of course she wouldn't be troublesome.He Luhua looked at Zhuo Yihang's special treatment of Yunlan, his eyes flickered, and he gritted his teeth. If she can't get it, then neither can others!

Each faction sent two elite disciples to the competition, and the Xiaoyao faction only had Hamaya on the stage. When everyone saw Hamaya's age, they couldn't help but feel contemptuous. Fan, who was kicked by Hamaya broke two ribs and was thrown out of the field.

An hour later, the 14-year-old Hamaya made everyone look at him with admiration. He Luhua looked at the opposite Hamaya with some annoyance. She originally planned to compete with Zhuo Yihang. Pretend to be weak, find the right opportunity to plot against her, she will be the next martial arts leader, but I didn't expect Hamaya to be so strong, and she was the first to confront her!She shook the sword in her hand, feeling extremely disgusted with their master and apprentice in her heart, "Hmph, it's just a trivial skill, but you're still complacent. That's what your master taught you?"

Hamaya raised her eyebrows at her, and said with a sneer, "Even small tricks are better than your flamboyant fists and embroidered legs."

The conversation between the two was very quiet, and the others didn't hear their conversation. He Luhua stared 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 anyone else." Anyone can seduce!"

Others can't hear their bickering back and forth, which doesn't mean Yun Lan can't hear it either, she sneered in her heart, this He Luhua is really looking for death, after seeing so many competitions with Hamaya, do you think she can 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 Mr. Zhuo? What nonsense! Hit him if you want to. If you don't dare to do it, you will immediately admit defeat and get out!"

He Luhua was so angry that she raised her hand and stabbed with a sword. She, a heroine who has been in the world for many years, attacked the little girl first.

Hamaya moved Lingbo and took small steps, and easily dodged. He flicked the long whip in his hand, and the dazzling shadow of the whip surrounded He Luhua, making it impossible for her to get close.Yun Lan smiled lightly and shook her head. The martial arts she taught Hamaya were crisp and neat. Whenever Hamaya used such complicated moves, she wanted to play tricks on the opponent.

Hamaya whipped left and right, leaving dozens of whip marks on He Luhua's arm, which were not serious, after all, he had never seen blood. He Luhua thought of the wolf girl when he saw the whip. It is true that whips are used as weapons in Jianghu. It was too little, she was so beaten that she was unable to fight back, and she said angrily for a moment: "What is your relationship with the Demon Cult wolf girl? Could it be that your Happy Sect is the remnant of the Demon Cult... Ah!"

He Luhua cried out in pain, but it was Hamaya who heard her words and slapped her twice, "Keep your mouth clean! You are still an elite disciple, so jealous and want to be the master? Hmph!"

Hamaya didn't lower the volume this time. Everyone knew that He Luhua had said something ugly and got slapped in the face, and it was hard to stand up for her. Only Taoist Baiyun shouted with an ugly face: "Stop! Don't insult Wudang!"

Master Ziyang frowned and looked at him disapprovingly, and said in a deep voice, "Baiyun! Get back!" This junior is not paying attention to him more and more, and he is openly covering himself in front of the big sects. Daughter, Wudang is really ashamed.

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

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

While they were talking, He Luhua scolded Hamaya severely, and was slapped by Hamaya more than a dozen times, her face was swollen, and the red palm prints were very vivid 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 up 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 anxiously ran forward to help He Luhua up, and angrily scolded the Xiaoyao faction for being too deceptive. Yun Lan took a sip of the tea at the table slowly, and said with a faint smile: "This Taoist priest, let me see that Ling Ai is not Injured muscles and bones, no eyesight when exercising martial arts, which disciple here has not been injured?"

"You're talking nonsense..."

"Uncle, sister really didn't suffer any injuries..."

Taoist Baiyun was about to lose his temper, and the disciple beside him who was helping to check He Luhua's body bit the bullet and said something in a low voice. Taoist Baiyun turned his head and glared at him angrily. Seeing that the disciple shut his mouth and shrank his neck back, he pulled He Luhua's wrist to feel the pulse , indeed only skin wounds, only some red marks on the arms, not a trace of blood, although the face was red and swollen, no muscles and bones were hurt, 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: "Young master Zhuo's swordsmanship is really powerful, you can try your best to learn, maybe you can gain some insights. Hamaya, there are not many opportunities to compete with masters ,Seriously."

Hamaya responded excitedly: "Yes! Master!"

The two exchanged ideas back and forth, Zhuo Yihang was indeed very talented in martial arts, and Hamaya carefully observed each other's moves, looking for flaws, and brought his whip technique to the extreme.

After [-] strokes, Hamaya's strength was exhausted, Zhuo Yihang knocked her whip away with his sword, cupped his fists and said with a smile: "Chengrang, the girl is good at whipping."

Hamaya laughed and said, "Master Zhuo let me do it, thank you!" She cupped her fists and picked up her whip and ran back behind Yun Lan. Seeing her, Yun Lan knew that she had benefited a lot, and was also happy for her .

Zhuo Yihang became the final victor, Master Ziyang showed a rare smile, stood up and looked at Zhuo Yihang with satisfaction, and said, "Thanks to everyone's support and support for many years, I am old, so I will be here today." The head of Wudang..."

"Brother!" Taoist Baiyun stood up and said, "Luhua hasn't compared with Yihang yet, you can't be partial!"

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