Chen Yu stands in same place, suddenly feels the vision that ominous is hostile to coldly. 陈宇站在原地,突然感受到一股凶冷敌视的目光。 His First eye, then sees Yin Yang Head maneating Man, is previous Great Comparison fourth „Hu Yiba”. 他第一眼,便看到阴阳头的凶悍男子,正是上届大比第四的“胡一霸”。 At this moment. 此刻。 Hu Yiba, Huang Yuan, Yang Fan and the others are at „evil person circle”, making many Disciple dread, does not dare to approach. 胡一霸、黄园、杨帆等人所在的“恶人圈子”,让不少弟子畏惧,不敢靠近。 Wang Lingyun, is one in this circle. 王凌云,是这个圈子里的一员。 Saw that a Wang Lingyun face thinks highly, walks randomly in the evil person circle, Chen Yu knows that he has not had any great idea. 看到王凌云一脸恭维,在恶人圈子里游走,陈宇就知道他没打什么好主意。 Sure enough. 果不其然。 Several people in this evil person circle, wear a look of bad glance Chen Yu. 这恶人圈子里的几人,面带不善的扫视陈宇。 Chen Yu does not care muddily, is grasping own numberplate, careless looks at fighting on martial arts contest stage. 陈宇浑不在意,握着自己的号码牌,漫不经心的看着比武台上的打斗。 By his present Level, at least needs the Outer Sect first 20 fights, a little quality of being worth looking. 以他现在的层次,至少需要外门前20的战斗,才有点看头。 After several fights. 十几场战斗后。 Long hair floating elegant Youngster, is on the martial arts contest stage, making some female Disciple double pupils shine. 一个长发飘飘的俊雅少年,登上比武台,让一些女弟子双眸发亮。 „Is Le Feng!” “是乐风！” „This Great Comparison man of the hour!” “此届大比的风云人物！” The Le Feng delicate and pretty appearance, the temperate makings, capture numerous attention. 乐风俊美的容颜,温和的气质,吸引众多的目光。 Especially some female Disciple. 尤其是一些女弟子。 „This Le Feng, is really in Outer Sect ‚perfect prince’.” “这个乐风,真是外门里的‘完美王子’。” „Hee hee, he handsome, amiable, Cultivation excels, hears big Aristocrat Family Young Master.” “嘻嘻是啊,他长得俊,平易近人,修为高强,听说还是大世家的少主。” In an audiences female Disciple eye, Le Feng perfectly not nitpicking. 在一众女弟子眼中,乐风完美无挑剔。 On martial arts contest stage. 比武台上。 The Le Feng match, is Connecting Arteries and Veins Late Stage black face Youngster, the strength can arrange to advance 20. 乐风的对手,是一个通脉后期的黑脸少年,实力可以排进前20。 This war, a little quality of being worth looking. 这一战,有点看头。 „Starts.” “开始。” Law Enforcement waves, compared with fighting to start. 执法者一挥手,比斗开始。 „I must experience but actually, your this Outer Sect Genius strength.” “我倒要见识一下,你这位外门天才的实力。” Black face Youngster is not convinced. 黑脸少年并不服气。 Is Connecting Arteries and Veins Late Stage, why the opposite party is the Outer Sect man of the hour, receives the favors of that many female Disciple? 同是通脉后期,凭什么对方是外门风云人物,受到那么多女弟子的青睐？ Cleaves the waves the blade! 破浪刀！ In the black face Youngster hand the broadsword wields, astonishing Inner Breath surges on the knife point, produces the overlapping blade wave strong winds, the power and influence is good. 黑脸少年手中大刀一挥,惊人的内息在刀锋上涌动,产生层层叠叠的刀浪狂风,威势不俗。 ! 唰！ But he at present, afterimage in a flash, the blade wave strong winds completely comes up empty-handed. 但他眼前,残影一晃,刀浪狂风全然扑空。 Black face Youngster did not shout darkly well. 黑脸少年暗叫不好。 Next quarter. 下一刻。 The Le Feng form, moves to his body side, several maneuvers, afterimage in a flash. 乐风的身影,挪到他身侧,又几个回旋,残影一晃。 Pū tittered! 噗噗嗤！ Black face Youngster consecutively several blades, come up empty-handed completely, the complexion is even more ugly. 黑脸少年连续几刀,全部扑空,脸色越发难看。 Truly after the confrontation, he is clear, opposite party Movement Technique, to own suppression big. 真正交锋后,他才明白,对方的身法,对自己的压制有多大。 Shouted Bam ! 呼啪！ In the Le Feng elegant step, a palm prints suddenly in the front, a marvelous Inner Breath palm strength, Ben Yong comes. 乐风飘逸的步法中,一掌骤然印在面前,一股奇妙的内息掌力,奔涌而来。 Clang! 铛！ A black face Youngster tool rest lives reluctantly, personal appearance actually staggers, the opposite party marvelous palm strength, downloads power of his blade. 黑脸少年勉强一刀架住,身形却一个踉跄,对方的奇妙掌力,把他一刀的力量卸掉。 „Gets down.” “下来。” Le Feng smiles suddenly, another hand cuts into. 乐风突然一笑,另一只手切入。 „Clang”. “当啷”一声。 A black face Youngster both hands hemp, the broadsword in hand, falls in the place. 黑脸少年双手一麻,手中的大刀,掉落在地。 „Well!” “好好！” „Empty-handed seizes the naked sword, is really wise!” “空手夺白刃,真是高明！” Under the stage hears a bravo. Some female Disciple, even screamed. 台下传来一阵喝彩声。一些女弟子,甚至尖叫起来。 Le Feng this, was too attractive! 乐风这一手,太漂亮了！ Center in Pavilion, three Sect Sir thing, look askance. 就连正中亭子里,三个宗门大人物,都为之侧目。 „This seedling, still some potential.” “这个苗子,尚有些潜力。” Cloudy Mountain Peak Sect Master including saying with a smile. 云岳宗主含笑道。 White hair Old Man and Xia Master Aunt, slight bow. 白发老者和夏师姑,也微微点头。 Since this has been makes war, has the person for the first time, obtains the approvals of three Sir thing. 这还是开战以来,首次有人,得到三位大人物的认可。 „You......” “你……” Black face Youngster cannot withstand ashamed and resentfully, wishes one could to look for a crack to worm one's way into. 黑脸少年羞愤不堪,恨不得找个地缝钻进去。 „Receiving lets! This Senior Brother, your Inner Breath Blade Technique, although is violent, is in the Inner Breath utilization, was short.” “承让！这位师兄,你的内息刀法虽猛烈,可是在内息运用上,有所欠缺。” Le Feng holds the fist in the other hand with a smile. 乐风含笑抱拳。 He picks up the ground the broadsword, has given black face Youngster. 他捡起地上的大刀,递给了黑脸少年。 „Being sincerely convinced that many thanks the direction, I lose.” “多谢指点,我输的心服口服。” Black face Youngster feels extremely flattered. 黑脸少年受宠若惊。 Le Feng wins, but is not arrogant, amiable, obtains Sect Senior the consistent approval on the scene. 乐风胜而不骄,平易近人,得到在场宗门前辈的一致认可。 „! False......” “切！虚伪……” A grating sound, in conveys from „evil person circle”. 一个刺耳的声音,从“恶人圈子”里传来。 The master of this sound, is Huang Yuan. 这声音的主人,正是黄园。 He cannot get used to seeing Le Feng very much, particularly segmentum anterius Time, has lost to Le Feng. 他很看不惯乐风,尤其是前段时间,败给过乐风。 However quick, he by audiences Woman „Armed Suppression” sound submerges. 但是很快,他被一众女子的“讨伐”声淹没。 „This Le Feng, actually a big powerful enemy. I heard that this person most is good at using the sword, did not have a moment ago including the sword.” “这个乐风,倒是一大劲敌。听说,此人最擅长用剑,刚才连剑都没出。” Hu Yiba sinking sound track. 胡一霸沉声道。 This Great Comparison, Hu Yiba Goal, at least is first three. 这次大比,胡一霸的目标,至少是前三。 Then, Le Feng is his big powerful enemy! 那么,乐风将是他的一大劲敌！ Outer Sect Great Comparison, armor and B two martial arts contest stages, compare notes rounds. 外门大比,甲、乙两个比武台,切磋一轮轮的进行。 „Duan Xiaolong went on stage.” “段骁龙上场了。” armor number martial arts contest stage, starts an upsurge. 甲号比武台,掀起一阵热潮。 Sees only, fine-looking Man, stepped the martial arts contest stage. 只见,一个英挺的男子,迈上了比武台。 „Duan Xiaolong!” “段骁龙！” Chen Yu sizes up. To this Outer Sect legendary character, he likes thunder reverberating in one's ears. 陈宇打量起来。对这个外门传奇人物,他如雷贯耳。 Duan Xiaolong over 20 years old, on the face somewhat the vicissitudes feeling, the double pupil is profound, the flavor of a little mature man. 段骁龙20多岁,脸上却有几分沧桑感,双眸深邃,有点成熟男人的味道。 His being taken to the threshing ground, brings in an audiences Disciple respect vision. 他的登场,引来一众弟子的崇敬目光。 „Section Senior Brother, I should admit defeat. However can fight with you, is being honored.” “段师兄,我本该认输。但是能与你交手,也是一种荣幸。” Opposite, Connecting Arteries and Veins Middle Stage Youngster, wear a look of anxious. 对面,一位通脉中期的少年,面带紧张。 Iron Plow Fist! 铁犁拳！ The words finish, Youngster revolution lifetime skill, a fist delimits, is having the rainstorm slating sound. 话毕,少年运转毕生功力,一拳划出,带着暴雨雷鸣般的声响。 Um? 嗯？ Chen Yu discovered that Youngster displays, is «Iron Plow Fist» that are familiar with, crucial moment/maturity approaches the Great Completion appearance unexpectedly. 陈宇发现,少年施展的,是自己熟悉的《铁犁拳》,火候竟是逼近大成的样子。 Might that this strikes, Naturally is good. 这一击的威力,自然不俗。 The Chen Yu subconsciousness, substitutes itself on Youngster. 陈宇下意识的,把自己代入到少年身上。 Iron Plow Fist! 铁犁拳！ A might good fist, rumbles the Duan Xiaolong surface gate. 威力不俗的一拳,直轰段骁龙的面门。 Duan Xiaolong is entirely still, unemotionally, works as that fist, makes old completely, receives not to be possible to receive...... He moved! 段骁龙纹丝不动,面无表情,直当那一拳,完全使老,收无可收的时候……他动了！ Bam ! 啪！ A rough powerful hand, held the Youngster wrist|skill. 一只粗糙有力的手,抓住了少年的手腕。 The Youngster body shakes, the body is stiff. 少年身躯一震,身体僵硬。 Same carves. 同一刻。 Chen Yu under stage, the body shakes. Because that checked a moment ago, he oneself „substitution” to Youngster on. 台下的陈宇,身体为之一震。因为刚才那一刹,他把自己“代入”到少年身上。 Duan Xiaolong that powerful grasps, as if buckles in seven cuns (2.5cm) of snake. 段骁龙那有力的一抓,仿佛扣在蛇的七寸上。 Chen Yu facial color one cold. 陈宇面色一凛。 Freely, his power is bigger, Fist Technique is stronger. But if, one was covered the wrist|skill, but also ample capacity? 尽管,他的力量更大,拳法更强。可倘若,一下被扣住手腕,还怎么运力？ Getting rid of Duan Xiaolong, gives him one type incomparably experienced, melts Fan Zhijian the simple feeling. 段骁龙的出手,给他一种无比老练,化繁至简的朴实感。 „I admit defeat.” “我认输。” A Youngster face suppresses red, wrist|skill was caught by the pincers, cannot move. 少年一张脸憋得通红,手腕似被铁钳卡住,动弹不得。 Duan Xiaolong First time is going on stage, so plain Simple. 段骁龙第一次登场,是如此的质朴简单。 Under the field, these want to compete First and former three Disciple, on the face piece of Grave. 场下,那些想竞争第一、前三的弟子,脸上一片凝重。 „Really pretty good.” “果真不赖。” A pale laughter, grasps handsome Youngster of folding fan from a hand. 一个淡笑声,来自一个手握折扇的翩翩少年。 At this moment. Only has Outer Sect First Genius „Nangong Li”, can say the poor business conditions light appraisal. 此刻。唯有外门第一天才的“南宫礼”,能够云淡风轻的评价。 Mentioned also skillfully. 说来也巧。 Shortly after Duan Xiaolong is going on stage, Nangong Li went on stage. 段骁龙登场不久,南宫礼上场了。 B number martial arts contest stage. 乙号比武台。 Nangong Li grasps the folding fan, the opposite is a hand grasps solemn Youngster of long gun|spear. 南宫礼手握折扇,对面是一个手握长枪的冷峻少年。 „Nangong Li to Yang Fan.” “南宫礼对杨帆。” Vision of numerous anticipation, gather B number martial arts contest stage. 众多期待的目光,汇聚乙号比武台。 Yang Fan grasps the silver spear|gun, on face piece of Grave. He knows that Nangong Li is very strong, but own First field, loses, cannot defeat too miserably. 杨帆手握银枪,脸上一片凝重。他知道南宫礼很强,但自己的第一场,就算输,也不能败得太惨。 Gets angry the air gun! 怒风枪！ The Yang Fan Bank of China spear|gun shakes, startled billows spear|gun shade cold brightness, just like an angry flood dragon, dashes to Nangong Li. 杨帆手中银枪一抖,一片惊澜般的枪影寒光,宛若一条怒蛟,直扑南宫礼。 Outer Sect first ten Battle Strength, regardless of the might speed, are getting rid opportunities, is hard to be nitpicking. 外门前十的战力,无论威力速度,还是出手时机,都难以挑剔。 „When this Yang Fan strength, compared with that day with I fight, but also wants the strong several points.” “这杨帆的实力,比那日与我交手时,还要强几分。” Chen Yu secret passage. 陈宇暗道。 On Outer Sect Exchange Meeting, he and Yang Fan has fought, at that time hit one to share half and half. 外门交流会上,他和杨帆交过手,当时打了一个平分秋色。 „Ha Ha, is too not weak.” “哈哈,不算太弱嘛。” Nangong Li grasps the folding fan, does not hide does not dodge, direct spin. 南宫礼手握折扇,不躲不闪,直接一旋。 Awning Bam ! 篷啪！ That leaf of innertube a Powerful spin strength, is pulling out on the Yang Fan silver spear|gun. 那扇子带着一股强大的旋力,抽在杨帆的银枪上。 Anything! 什么！ The Yang Fan facial color big change, only thinks that own silver spear|gun, some uncontrolled puncture toward the ground. 杨帆面色大变,只觉自己的银枪,有些不受控制的往地面刺去。 „Gave up any idea of! Sweeping” “休想！扫” Yang Fan did not respond badly, taking advantage of this power, on the silver spear|gun Inner Breath inspired simply, has delimited deep cold arc light, swept the Nangong Li below plate. 杨帆反应不差,索性借着这股力量,银枪上内息一振,划过一片深寒弧光,直扫南宫礼的下盘。 Good! 好！ Under the field the people, applaud. Outer Sect first ten, are not the province oil results in the lamp. 场下众人,不由叫好。外门前十,绝不是省油得灯。 „He He.” “呵呵。” The laughter that ponders, transmits from midair suddenly. 玩味的笑声,突然从半空传来。 ! 唰！ Leaves behind afterimage same place, Nangong Li flies high, a foot downward treads. 原地留下一个残影,南宫礼凌空而起,一只脚往下一踏。 That foot, stepped in the Yang Fan silver spear|gun. 那一脚,踩在了杨帆的银枪上。 It is not good! 不好！ Yang Fan only thinks that a strange supple strength, mounts on own rifle stock, actually the incomparable heaviness, presses him to breathe heavily. 杨帆只觉一股奇怪的柔力,黏在自己的枪杆上,却又无比的沉重,压得他呼吸沉重。 step on! 蹬！ Next checks, Nangong Li following the silver spear|gun, leaps on, flies a foot, tramples on the Yang Fan shoulder. 下一刹,南宫礼顺着银枪,一跃而上,飞起一脚,踹在杨帆肩膀上。 „Bang!” “嘭！” Yang Fan by astonishing Inner Breath, shaking to fly, the corners of the mouth overflow a bloodstain, the hand Bank of China spear|gun fall in the place. 杨帆被一股惊人内息,给震飞出去,嘴角溢出一丝血迹,手中银枪掉落在地。 Nangong Li victory! 南宫礼胜！ In the laughter plays to be noisy, Nangong Li First Genius strength, compel admiration. 在嬉笑玩闹间,南宫礼第一天才的实力,让人折服。 „This Nangong Li, in the Movement Technique speed, on happy Wind, a moment ago radically was even playing.” “这个南宫礼,身法速度上,甚至在乐风之上,刚才根本是在玩耍。” Chen Yu looks very accurate. 陈宇看得很精准。 At present, in match of being taken to the threshing ground, on Nangong Li and Duan Xiaolong, making him look that is unclear. 目前,登场的对手中,也就南宫礼和段骁龙,让他看之不清。 Some moment. 某一刻。 „99 th to 106 th.” “99号对106号。” B number martial arts contest stage, Law Enforcement drinks one high. 乙号比武台,执法者高喝一声。 Um? 99 th! 嗯？99号！ The Chen Yu heart jumped, is one's turn itself to be taken to the threshing ground! 陈宇心头一跳,轮到自己登场了！ B number martial arts contest stage. 乙号比武台。 Chen Yu goes on stage, is looking at opposite thin Youngster. 陈宇上场,望着对面一个削瘦少年。 That thin Youngster, with his same Connecting Arteries and Veins Middle Stage Cultivation, revolution Inner Breath, is fermenting the attack. 那削瘦少年,和他一样的通脉中期修为,正运转内息,酝酿着攻击。 „Chen Yu!” “陈宇！” „He is that lives by pimping, ‚’ fellow who Mu Xueqing soaks?” “他就是那个吃软饭,把‘穆雪晴’泡到手的家伙？” In the crowd, transmits a tumult suddenly. 人群中,突然传来一阵骚动。 Many envy, the vision that disdains and be hostile. 这其中,不乏嫉妒、不屑、敌视的目光。 „Xueqing?” “雪晴？” In middle Pavilion, Xia Master Aunt light well. 中间亭子里,夏师姑轻咦一声。 „Mu Xueqing that summer Junior Sister, in the crowd mentioned, probably was Disciple that you received recently?” “夏师妹,人群中提到的穆雪晴,好像是你最近收的弟子吧？” Cloudy Mountain Peak Sect Master said with a smile. 云岳宗主笑道。 „Um.” “嗯。” Xia Master Aunt nods the head, Mu Xueqing is her Disciple. 夏师姑颔首,穆雪晴是她的弟子。 At this moment, her Omei micro pressed, the eye leaves office Youngster, as if with her female Disciple, a little dispute. 此刻,她峨眉微蹙,眼下台上一名少年,似乎与她的女弟子,有点纠葛。 On the stage, the confrontation starts! 台上,交锋开始！ Three cuns (2.5cm) fist! 三寸拳！ Opposite that thin Youngster, gets rid quickly, in the fists Inner Breath is startled to roar, almost in an instant, on bang straight Chen Yu in front. 对面那削瘦少年,出手极快,拳头间内息惊啸,几乎转眼间,就轰直陈宇面前。 Chen Yu original preparation, a fist bang in the past. 陈宇原准备,一拳轰过去。 But he thinks suddenly that a previous foot, Iron Sword Sect short person Youngster, kicked the internal injury directly. 但他突然想到,上次一脚,直接把铁剑门的矮个少年,踢出了内伤。 But at present, Connecting Arteries and Veins Middle Stage thin Youngster, only feared that does not pass through hits. 而眼下,一个通脉中期的削瘦少年,只怕更不经打。 Um...... After is the same side, under does not need the cruel methods. 嗯……毕竟都是同门,没必要下狠手。 Read and here. 念及此处。 He changes the fist, grasps with the hand. 他改拳头,用手去抓。 Bam ! 啪！ A Chen Yu hand, held the fist of opposite party. 陈宇一只手,抓住了对方的拳头。 The thin Youngster facial color changes, felt that the palm of opposite party, is similar to the big hand of Buddha, root originally shakes motionless. 削瘦少年面色一变,感觉对方的手掌,如同佛陀的大手,根本就撼不动。 „Gets up.” “起。” Chen Yu waves, is similar to grasps rubber ball to be ordinary, threw the martial arts contest stage Youngster. 陈宇一挥手,如同抓皮球一般,把少年扔出了比武台。 Because. 因为。 He remembers a rule, so long as is separated from the martial arts contest stage, the match must be defeated. 他记得一个规则,只要脱离比武台,对手就要落败。 Splash! Bang bang! 扑通！嘭嘭！ The Youngster shape with the sandbag, was thrown the martial arts contest stage by Chen Yu together, but also brings disaster to several Disciple. 少年形同一块沙包,被陈宇扔出了比武台,还殃及几个弟子。 Under the field, raises bawl immediately. 场下,顿时掀起一阵叫骂声。 „!” Some people were knocked down, has become the flesh cushion. “啊！”有人被撞倒,成了人肉垫子。 „Dang! Flying trapeze.” “我去！空中飞人。” „This competition, threw the person to come.” “这比赛的,怎么扔起人来了。” B number martial arts contest stage. 乙号比武台。 Two Law Enforcement, gawked such one has flickered, strange looking to Chen Yu, announced his achievement. 两个执法者,愣了那么一瞬,怪异的望向陈宇,宣布他的获胜。