The eldest prince Yong Tan's clear eyes were filled with worry.

The Duan King Yong Ruyu next to him was quite surprised to see Long Qingyun win. It seemed that the old man, Bai Yunqi, was quite eye-catching.

Just as he was casually watching the sad expression of the eldest prince Yong Tan beside him, he couldn't help but be stunned: "My cousin is so arrogant and unspoken. Today, he came to the scene to recruit talents and also planned his ambitions. It seems that Long Qingyun disrupted his plan."

Suddenly, the eldest prince Yong Tan came to his senses and stared at King Duan Yong Ruyu, and his face became calm and gentle.

"If you have thunder in your chest and look like a flat lake, you can be called the general!" Meng Jie, the assistant minister of the Ministry of War, could not help but be impressed by the eldest prince Yongtan's conscience.

Although the heart is turbulent, the face is calm. Having this level of cultivation in his twenties is a blessing or a disaster for the treacherous Nanyong Dynasty?

Meng Jie, the Minister of War, was slightly stunned and asked in a tone of advice: "Your Highness, Lei Shijie is against Gu Baiyu, Lei Tianhan is against Long Qingyun, do you think it is appropriate?"

Seeing the humble and gentle Meng Jie's face was righteous and neither humble nor arrogant, the eldest prince Yongtan nodded slightly. He originally planned to say something to encourage Su Zhanhao at this time, but it also came to an abrupt end with Su Zhanhao's end.

Meng Jie signaled the Ministry of War officials on the far right to read out the semi-finals list and schedule.

This person is Pang Hao, a member of the Ministry of War who reviews the qualification files, is from the sixth rank. He is about 30 years old, with a clear face and bright eyes.

I saw Pang Hao stand up, signaling everyone to be quiet with his hands, and then said aloud:

"Now the list of the top four swords in West Lake: Yueyang Academy Lei Tianhan, Tianfu Academy Lei Shijie, West Lake Sword Academy Gu Baiyu, Songyang Sword Academy Long Qingyun."

There was warm applause in the crowd.

Pang Hao, a member of the Ministry of War, paused for a moment, and continued after applause: "The semi-finals are now in progress. Tianfu Academy Lei Shijie vs. West Lake Sword Academy Gu Baiyu, and the game begins."

Pang Hao's strong and high voice resounded over the martial arts stage, and he was obviously a warrior with deep internal strength.

At this time, the scorching sun is in the sky and the blue sky is as clear as the sky.

Under the vast sky, the Qiantang River is winding and winding, with beautiful scenery; the Xizi Lake is shimmering, and the mountains are misty.

On the shore of the vast Xizi Lake, under the Nanyong Sword Monument, two heroic young men walked on the empty martial arts stage.

Lei Shijie was wearing a blue robe, dark skin, tall and strong, and had a straight and powerful figure. He was holding a Yanling knife in his right hand. Zhuoran stood in the martial arts field, and his body was filled with a fierce and murderous aura.

Niu Ben opened his eyes wide and looked at Lei Shijie hotly, full of envy and respect. While using the Yanling Sword, Lei Shijie had already squeezed into the top four of Nanyong, and his body was filled with a fierce fighting spirit.

Gu Baiyu was dressed in white, tall and tall, handsome and handsome, and elegant. He exuded the elegance and generosity of a noble family, calm and composed.

Both of them are the leaders of the younger generation of Nanyong and the pride of heaven.

Lei Shijie held the Yanling knife in his hand. The handle of the knife was pitch black, the blade was straight, there was a curve at the tip of the knife, and there was a reverse blade.

Suddenly.

The snow-white and transparent blade body flashed with light, and Lei Shijie rushed forward with his movements sharp and swift, and his momentum was as powerful as thunder, with the domineering aura of cutting mountains and splitting stones.

Gu Baiyu waved his right hand and raised his sword, as fast as lightning. It was the mountain-breaking style in the "Thirteen Styles of Chasing the Wind", which was specialized in breaking the fierce and fierce moves.

I saw that Gu Baiyu's "Breaking Mountain Style" was halfway through the journey, and turned into thirteen swords, pricking Lei Shijie from up, down, left and right, front, back, left and right, and from all directions.

Lei Shijie dared not underestimate it. The Yanling sword he swung out to block left and right, slashed up and down, and rushed forward, and the "Tianfu Mad Dragon Sword" danced in a tight and air-concealed manner.

"Clang..."

The swords and swords handed over, making a crisp sound.

Gu Baiyu's "Thirteen Styles of Chasing the Wind" was resolved by Lei Shijie. Then, Lei Shijie attacked several times but did not gain any advantage.

The two of them were in a stalemate.

Niu Ben was extremely excited to watch it off the stage and kept applauding Lei Shijie. Long Qingyun was also amazed at Gu Baiyu's mellow and skillful swordsmanship and varied.

After the battle lasted forty rounds, Lei Shijie turned around for a moment and his body was slightly slowed down. Gu Baiyu turned his sword and the tip of the sword stabbed Lei Shijie's throat.

Lei Shijie raised his sword to block it, and Gu Baiyu came first. The "Thirteen Styles of Chasing Wind" that stabbed Lei Shijie's throat had already changed its moves halfway, waiting for Lei Shijie to block it.

Lei Shijie's right hand was numb, and Shaoshang acupoint was stabbed by Gu Baiyu's "Thirteen Styles of Chasing Wind".

With a "bang" sound

The Yanling knife fell to the ground, the handle of the knife was pitch black, the blade was shining with snow, and the sun shone on the blade, shining with brilliance.

Lei Shijie's brave and resolute face dimmed.

Warm applause burst out from the crowd. Gu Baiyu is worthy of being the representative of West Lake Sword Academy and entered the final without any suspense.

The fierce and powerful Lei Shijie bowed to Gu Baiyu and said in a deep voice: "I lost!"

Although I was unwilling to accept it, I lost after all.

Lei Shijie picked up the Yanling sword on the ground. Although there was loneliness between his eyebrows, he flashed by and walked off the martial arts stage with determination and courage.

Applause burst out from the crowd. Although it was sparse and scattered, the applause was extremely steady and heavy, and the applause was still running with a cow, which was more firm and powerful.

Gu Baiyu was fluttering in white clothes and walked off the martial arts stage with a graceful manner. The applause was as thunderous as thunder. People seemed to applaud the champion in advance. The applause was higher and higher!

Gu Baiyu had already stepped into the championship position with one foot, and his natural spirit was flying. As the spring breeze looked at him, his eyes suddenly saw Fan Ruoqi in the crowd.

She was wearing a green dress, her eyebrows were as far as the mountains, and her eyes were as autumn water. The indescribable style was so graceful, especially the pride that made Gu Baiyu feel even more unique.

Gu Baiyu naturally knew that the woman in green was Fan Ruoqi, the daughter of Fan Hongzhang, the Minister of Rites. However, due to the reasons of the two families, although she knew about it, she had no contact, so she added a little curiosity.

Both of them are very proud people. Although Gu Baiyu is used to seeing men who flatter and showing off his favor, Fan Ruoqi is also a woman who is full of false catering and flattering.

So when the two saw each other, although the arrogance made people feel disgusted and disgusted, this feeling was very real and there was a different feeling. Although it was not good, it was extremely profound.

Gu Baiyu has a prominent family background and became famous at a young age. He is the leader of the younger generation in Lin'an City. In addition, he is handsome and elegant. Although there are too many charming and unrestrained women, there are naturally many shy and pure women.

But a beautiful ice beauty like Fan Ruoqi gives people a feeling of being cold and makes Gu Baiyu unable to stop. After a glance, he wants to forget it, but he is obsessed with his dreams.

Fan Ruoqi had a little fondness or curiosity towards Gu Baiyu. If Gu Baiyu continued to be proud, Fan Ruoqi might have a different feeling, and Gu Baiyu actually had a flattering expression. Fan Ruoqi suddenly felt bored, her face appeared cold and cold, and she was filled with a cold temperament.

At this time, as Pang Hao, a member of the Ministry of War, announced Lei Tianhan, the voice of Long Qingyun's matchup sounded, and Long Qingyun walked towards Fan Ruoqi in a blue robe.

Long Qingyun walked past Fan Ruoqi and walked towards the martial arts stage. The moment he passed by, Fan Ruoqi was no longer cold, smiling like a flower, like the bright spring Xizi Lake, and was shimmering.

Long Qingyun seemed to ignore Fan Ruoqi's existence, or had not noticed her at all, and walked towards the martial arts stage with high spirits.

The moment he passed by, Long Qingyun Xiao Shuxuan raised his lips, and the corners of his lips were slightly raised, giving off a beautiful curve.

The handsome face like a knife carved looks even more handsome from the side.

But this guy ignored Fan Ruoqi's existence. This arrogance made Fan Ruoqi frown and hated her teeth.

Fan Ruoqi's usually proud and cold face actually felt a little anxious and helpless.

At this time, the sunlight cracked into millions of golden threads and sprinkled on Fan Ruoqi's face.
Chapter completed!