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Chapter 68
If the fight continues like this, Ye Yuange will not only lose, but may even have a few bones broken.
All the sects in the audience stared at the above, especially thinking that Gu Cimu was there, Ye Yuange wished he could cover his face.
"Brother, let's discuss it, can you slap lightly or don't slap your face?"
The disciple sneered, "I beat people especially in the face, especially fair-looking people like you. I will make you remember today."
Good guy, dare to be jealous of his good looks.
"Brother, can you cooperate with the match-fixing match? Although I am poor, I still have money to treat you to dinner."
Ye Yuange really didn't want to be beaten, but this brother was mighty and unyielding, and refused to agree to anything.
"Are you sure you want to continue like this, both born of the same root why torment each other so cruelly."
He gritted his teeth, pushed the disciple hard, and adopted the simplest method.
Probably because his sudden movement was too forceful, the disciple opened his eyes wide and flashed his sword.
Using the most basic spells, one sword is divided into two, which looks very gimmicky.
Ye Yuange couldn't summon the saber, so he took out the branch he had prepared in advance.
As soon as it was taken out, the audience sighed.
Even Gu Cimu was very worried, so he couldn't help but curled his lips.
Shao Wenguang's face was full of question marks, "It's over, Yuan Ge was beaten stupidly, who was beaten by a broken branch, the key is still embarrassing."
Zhou Mingyi didn't say anything, but she just vaguely felt that it would not be so simple.
Sure enough, next, Ye Yuange demonstrated a set of professional swordsmanship, which Gu Cimu forced him to learn yesterday.
The movement is not difficult, but it is smooth and brisk.
That disciple was disdainful at first, dangling the two flying swords in front of Ye Yuange.
Ye Yuange knew that he was being laughed at, but it didn't matter.
He closed his eyes briefly, followed the figure of Gu Cimu in his mind, and repeated the same movements.
He easily dodged the Feijian's attack and dodged with such precision that it was unexpected.
Frustrated, the disciple suddenly became ruthless and pointed the flying sword at his neck.
Before hitting it, a ray of light struck, instantly snapping his sword in half.
Hearing the sound of landing, Ye Yuange was a little surprised.
I saw a figure similar to a referee walking to the middle and ending the competition.
The head of Qingcheng Sect walked over, his face turned blue, and he silently condemned the disciple with his eyes.
"I'm sorry, Sect Leader, but the disciple's intentions are not right, and I hope the Sect Leader will punish him."
Ye Yuange asked for punishment when he behaved well, and Ye Yuange glanced at the disciple in doubt, and understood something in a trance.
Could it be that he had sneaked up on him just now, who knew if he was arrested on the spot?
The gong sounded at this moment, and he was the judged winner.
Ye Yuange couldn't believe it, and suddenly felt that his image had become taller.
Stepping off the stage, he quickly rushed to Gu Cimu's side.
"Brother Gu, I won, I won, did you see that?"
Gu Cimu smiled and couldn't help rubbing his head with his hands.
"I see, it's amazing."
Ye Yuange was very satisfied with this kind of praise, and gradually became smug.
"It seems that with my talent, it is not a dream to defeat Senior Brother Gu in the future. Senior Brother Gu, you have to work hard, or I will surpass you every minute."
"okay."
Gu Cimu didn't resist, and after listening to him babbling a lot, he answered with a smile.
Shao Wenguang and Zhou Mingyi stood not far from them, seeing all this at a glance.
"This Gu Cimu is really an eyesore!"