Yang Qi was shocked. He was a warrior who had made a breakthrough in Yijin. He was experienced and experienced. He saw that Zhang Xuan was very skilled in martial arts and was not comparable to that of a disciple from a martial arts school. He was even wearing black clothes for observing his disciples.

Yang Qi's eyes narrowed. What a guy, he was hiding very deeply. This was clearly a master sent by other martial arts schools. He came to his place to kick the club. He sneered and whispered: "Let Bian Shun go first, and then let Liao Tong fight the second round."

According to the rules, after defeating the selection of the champion, you must pass the assessment of two martial artists to be considered successful in the selection.

"The first martial artist to be tested, Wushu Bian!"

The short and strong bald martial artist walked out just now, held the handle of the knife in both hands, and slowly raised the eight-pound long sword. He was one head shorter than Zhang Xuan, but his muscles were well developed and his legs were particularly thick. It was obvious that the lower plate was very stable.

"kill--"

The martial artist shouted loudly, and without waiting for Zhang Ren to prepare, he rushed up with his sword. He was fierce and extremely fast, like a hunting jackal.

There was a burst of cheers all around, and someone shouted: "Uncle Bian, kill him!"

Zhang Xuan didn't expect that the other party would be straight to the point, not even at least hypocrisy. He laughed, "Mr. Bian is indeed a refreshing person!"

He quickly took a step back, and docked the knife that the short and strong martial artist slashed towards him, and slashed it horizontally. The sword was powerful and fast and fierce. With a sound of "Crack!", the opponent's long sword was cut off by him. The martial artist couldn't stand steadily and took a few steps back. He sat on the ground with only half of the knife left in his hand, and his face was deformed in pain.

The martial arts hall suddenly became silent. After a while, the short and strong martial arts master looked ashamed, glared at Zhang Xuan fiercely, and retreated in shame. Zhang Xuan pulled his sword and said proudly: "Who is the second martial arts master? Please come out and guide!"

Although the short and strong martial artist is not the strongest, he is not weak either. As a result, he is beaten up by others when he meets him. All the martial artists are speechless and he is also humiliating himself when he goes up.

At this time, all the eyes in the lobby looked at the leader of the martial arts master Liao Tong. Liao Tong was secretly surprised. He knew that he had encountered a tough guy today, and maybe the martial arts school would really have a big fight today.

He didn't want to go there, but the owner had already made arrangements. Liao Tong had to bite the bullet and walked forward, glaring at Zhang Xuan and said, "Who are you?"

Zhang Xuan bowed and smiled and said, "Uncle Liao, I am Zhang Xuan, an observer. You personally numbered it as ninth. Have you forgotten?"

At this time, a cold voice came: "I respected my Yang Family Martial Arts Hall by Zhang Shaolang's love, and I am willing to be an observer. If I don't treat it well, how can I express my friendship as a landlord?"

The lobby suddenly became silent. The owner of the museum, Yang Xuan, stood up and walked slowly over. He looked up and down at Zhang Xuan and said lightly: "Old Yang Qi! Which martial arts school is Shaolang?"

Zhang Xuan knew that he had thought wrongly, so he smiled and said, "The Master Yang misunderstood. I am not sent by another martial arts school, but I am sincerely here to be an observer. I also want to join the Yang family class and get the silver medal of Master Yang's disciple, which is a glory."

Yang Qi showed a sarcastic smile on his lips, "I don't dare to accept disciples like you. Today I will let you fight two more. If you win, I will send you away. But if you lose, I will not kill you. Just be my servant disciple and sweep the toilet for the martial arts hall for three years!"

There was a burst of laughter in the lobby, and someone yelled with laughter: "Starting tomorrow, I will pull at the door of the toilet. Zhang Shaolang should be careful."

The laughter in the lobby was even more presumptuous. Many people covered their stomachs and burst into tears. However, Zhang Xuan slowly pulled out the horizontal knife on his back, walked out a step to the geese who was Wang's sword technique and said coldly: "Please!"

This strange posture made Yang Qi's face suddenly become solemn. He gave Liao Tong a wink, "You come first!"

Liao Tong is the chief martial artist of the martial arts school, and he is a bit real and knowledgeable. He is a person who knows the goods. He saw the fierce murderous aura hidden in Zhang Xuan's body, and his heart was also a little pounding. He was not good at using a knife, so he pulled out a long sword with a cold light from the sword stand and gave a sword-headed gift, "Take it!"

He suddenly shouted loudly, and the long sword turned into millions of light and stabbed Zhang Xuan from all directions. The whole hall was sensational, and the disciples applauded and shouted: "Okay! What a move of sunset shine!"

Zhang Xuan was motionless. When Liao Tong's long sword was only three feet away from him, he shouted loudly and slashed away with a knife, and took Liao Tong's neck straight at an extremely tricky angle. The blade was as fast as lightning and its momentum was tragic.

Liao Tong was shocked, and the sword light suddenly disappeared, returning to the sword to block the opponent's sharp sword.

Yang Qi next to him couldn't help but sigh. Liao Tong had already lost, not because of his swordsmanship, but because of his will. This young man was not afraid of death, but Liao Tong cherished his life and was afraid of fighting.

‘Dang!’ With a loud bang, the swords and swords intersected and fired, Zhang Xuan’s sword was extremely heavy, and Liao Tong’s sword was almost slashed out. He was secretly frightened. He was about to fight back, but Zhang Xuan’s second sword arrived, slashing his chest, and the sword was faster and more fierce.

Liao Tong had no choice but to take a step back and avoid this knife, but Zhang Xuan's third and fourth swords slashed like a storm. Liao Tong was in a very embarrassing state. The opponent was too powerful, so he dared not fight hard, so he had to retreat and dock.

He avoided the third and fourth swords, but the fifth sword could not escape no matter what. Seeing that the knife was about to cut off his neck, he had to grit his teeth and block it. He heard a harsh sound of "Clang!", and Liao Tong's long sword came out of his hand and nailed to a pillar several feet away.

Zhang Xuan withdrew his knife, took two steps back, clasped his fists and said lightly: "I'll give in!"

The lobby fell into silence. Liao Tong sighed and turned to Yang Qi and said, "I am not as good as anyone else's skills, so I've slandered the owner."

Yang Qi shook his head, "Your swordsmanship is no less than his, and your experience is much richer than him, but if you lose in momentum, he will not be able to break your first sword at all. Well, let me do it!"

Yang Qi slowly pulled out the long sword with seven gems inlaid around his waist and asked coldly: "Zhang Shaolang, are you still willing to bet?"

Zhang Xuan shook his head, "If I win, you just send me out with great tribute. It's too cheap."

"Then what do you want?"

Zhang Xuan didn't say anything. He no longer wanted any silver medal in the Yang family class. His eyes were fixed on the long sword in Yang Qi's hand.

Yang Qi was furious. This sword was once the sword of his brother, Duke Yue, Yang Su. He made great contributions in the battle to destroy Chen. Yang Su gave it to him. This sword is more important than his life. The sword is there, and the sword is gone, and the other party actually wants his sword.

Even though Yang Qi was sixty years old, he was still angry by Zhang Xuan's unscrupulous request. He shouted, "I'll talk about it if you win!"

He stabbed out with a sword and slashed Zhang Xuan's chest. There was a sound of breaking through the air in the lobby. Hundreds of disciples around him changed color. Many people dared not look at him again and blocked their sight with their hands.

The blood in Zhang Xuan's body was also irritated. The fighting technique that had been tempered in his previous life exploded at this time. His body flashed and avoided Yang Qi's fatal sword. He slashed with a long sword and pulled away the sword. However, his body turned like a whirlwind and swept across his right leg. This kick was fast and fierce, enough to kick three bricks to pieces.

He had seen Yang Qi use this move with his own eyes. After thinking about it repeatedly, he discovered the weakness of this sword, that is, attack is greater than defense, and there will be loopholes in defense. Yang Qi is a left-handed sword, and his loophole is that his right leg is not strong and his dodging is not fast.

Yang Qi never dreamed that the other party was not only a knife technique, but also a fist. He couldn't dodge and was kicked on the right hip joint by Zhang Xuan.

The moment Zhang Xuan kicked him, his strength slightly reduced, leaving three points of room for leeway. Despite this, Yang Qi still felt pain in his bones. He groaned, covered his right hip joint and took a few steps back. He could no longer stand and knelt on the ground on one knee.

There was an uproar in the lobby. This damn bastard actually used despicable means to plot against the owner of the hall. How could this be the sword technique?

"Kill him!"

The crowd was in high spirits, hundreds of disciples surrounded him, as if he was going to tear Zhang Xuan into pieces. Seeing that the situation was not good, Zhang Xuan was about to take Yang Qi as a hostage, but at this moment, something suddenly threw in mid-air, and the clanging sounded like a glass ball jumping on the ground.

Zhang Xuan's eyes were sharp and he saw clearly the object jumping in front of him. It seemed to be a black turtle shell.

This turtle shell was like a detachment technique. Everyone was stunned for a moment, and everyone's eyes showed endless fear. I don't know who shouted, "Xuanwu Fire Phoenix!"

Suddenly everyone was so scared that they stumbled outwards, trampling on each other, mixed with the wailing of fear, and the lobby was in chaos.

Yang Qi was also frightened and his face was ashamed. He wanted to escape, but his legs were trembling so much that he couldn't stand up. His eyes were staring at the black turtle shell on the ground. Zhang Xuan had never seen a person's eyes so desperate and fearful, as if he was pinched by the sharp claws of the god of death.

Among all, Zhang Xuan was confused. He didn't understand what happened. At this time, three men in black appeared silently in the lobby. Although they were masked and could not see their faces, they were tall and slim, with clear eyes. It was obvious that they were all young women.

The woman in black pointed at Yang Qi and said coldly: "The rebel Yang Xuan was in trouble and was killed without mercy!"

A woman rushed forward. Yang Qi wanted to swing his sword to resist, but his will had collapsed and resistance had no power. The woman flashed behind him like smoke. With a sharp dagger in her hand, Yang Qi's head left her body, without even a scream, and her body and head separated.

The woman in the lead turned around and looked at Zhang Xuan coldly. Zhang Xuan immediately had a cold war and quickly took a few steps back and raised his hand and said, "I'm here to ask for debt, it has nothing to do with me!"

"Zhang Xuan died!"

The woman in the lead hand was as fast as lightning. She blinked in front of Zhang Xuan's neck. Zhang Xuan was ready, and every cell in her body was tense. He was like a cheetah attacking. He shouted loudly and the sword in his hand slashed towards him. The woman in black felt that the other party's sword was coming like a gust of wind and rain, so fierce that she could not breathe.

"Good knife technique!"

She floated out like a ghost, and snorted softly at Zhang Xuan, leading three women in black to jump onto the window and disappeared. Soon she heard her voice coming from afar, "This martial arts hall belongs to you."
Chapter completed!