"So you met in Banyue Island earlier?" Elder Yan said in surprise: "Feng Ying, why haven't you mentioned this matter?"

Feng Ying curled his lips and smiled, "Miss Gongyu failed to come back on time. At the time everyone thought she had an accident. Raising such a thing was just a sorrow."

"Right."

Elder Yan nodded.

But Yi Dao heard Duanmu Yawang's words, and then remembered Fengying's bad comments on Duanmu Yawang in private, and then remembered what Duanmu Yawang had said to him at the back of the mountain, and suddenly understood something.

At this time, there was a round of applause from all around, and someone shouted happily while applauding: "As expected to be the most outstanding disciple of Mo Daozong in more than ten years, Master Shouli is really good!"

Duanmu Yawang and the others turned their attention to the stage, and saw Feng Ying on the stage slightly messed up, clasped his fists and bowed his waist vigorously.

Elder Yan looked at Shou Li, with a touch of appreciation in his eyes: "Young Master Shou Li is probably the most well-deserved number one this time."

After that, I would like to ask my disciples by the way: "Clear zero, Feng Ying, when you are fighting for the top three places, you will fight Young Master Shouli. Remember to do what you can. Don't you want to be too impulsive and hurt yourself?"

"Yes!"

The two responded respectfully.

At this time, the referee on the stage knocked on the gong and said loudly: "The talented young man Yingchen played against Shouli, and Shouli won! Shouli maintained his position in the top three!"

After that, with a clang, the gong rang again, "Next, if anyone wants to challenge the top three young masters, they can raise their hands and sign up!"

As soon as the words came out, the audience was whispering, as if they were discussing whether or not they should be.

Qingling and Feng Ying Shouli are the top three. They are the ones to be challenged. No one pays more attention to the person raising their hands than the three of them. After a glance around, Qingling and Feng Ying found that Shou Li's eyes stayed. In their direction.

Feng Ying's heart sank and looked towards Duan Muya subconsciously. He was relieved to see her sitting on one side with a quiet smile, hands on her legs, lazy and elegant posture, without raising her hands.

Of course, this breath hadn't fallen yet, and his eyes moved inadvertently, but he saw Yi Dao's hand held high.

His eyes flashed, before he spoke, he cleared and exclaimed: "Brother Yi Dao, you also want to participate in the challenge?"

Elder Yan and the others who were offended by this one after another looked at Yi Dao, and indeed saw Yi Dao raise their hands...

A touch of surprise flashed in Elder Yan's eyes, and there was also a hint of relief in his heart. He smiled and asked Yi: "Yi Dao, you actually have the heart of such a screaming challenge, very good!"

"Thank you elder, if the disciple performs poorly in a while, please punish him."

Elder Yan hadn't spoken yet, Feng Ying smiled slightly and asked, "I don't know who the brother Yi Dao is going to challenge?"

"you."

Yi Dao raised his head, looked at Feng Ying, lifted his lips and uttered a word.

When these words came out, the people present were silent for a while.

Elder Yan's eyes flickered, and he warmly persuaded: "Yi Dao, you have already fought Feng Ying in the morning, and you are indeed not as capable of reacting as Feng Ying, and your spiritual power has been suppressed a bit. I am afraid that even if you challenge it once, the result will be It won't be too good."

Yi Dao pursed his lips, and the elder Chaoyan clasped his fist and respectfully said: "Elder, I would like to try again, please give me a chance!"

Elder Yan looked at Feng Ying and Yi Dao again, without speaking for a while.

Both are his own disciples, although he prefers Yi Dao, but Yi Dao's talent and intelligence are really not as good as Feng Ying. The result in the morning is already obvious.

Yi Dao had already been beaten once in the morning, and he didn't want him to be beaten again.

"Elder Yan, can you allow me to say something?" At this time, Duanmu Ya looked at Elder Yan and said respectfully.

"Miss Gongyu, please say."

"Elder Yan, in this challenge, I never said that if you lose to one person in the morning, you can't challenge the same person in the afternoon, right?"

Elder Yan nodded: "There is no such rule."

"That being the case, since Mr. Yi Dao wants to challenge, the junior feels that Elder Yan doesn't have to stop it. This is an event determined by strength. If you win, you will be happy and lose but you will be diligent. With this enthusiasm for not admitting defeat, it proves that you are motivated, junior. I feel commendable."

Elder Yan ignored this point, "Miss Gongyu makes sense."

Duanmu Ya smiled: "On the contrary, if you lose once and you are not convinced, but you are deemed to be inadequate, this is the hardest hit. Challenge once, let the two challengers know the gap between themselves and each other, and recognize Clear the facts and work harder is the most important thing."

"Well, it makes sense."

Elder Yan nodded, stroked his beard, and asked Feng Ying: "Your brother wants to compare with you again, do you agree?"

"certainly."

Feng Ying showed respect, "As long as the brother is willing, the brother is willing to accompany him."

"good."

Elder Yan smiled with satisfaction, "Since you don't mind, let's make a decision."

"Yes!"

Feng Ying Yidao responded in unison.

At this time, the referee on the stage banged, and the gong rang, attracting the attention of everyone present before raising his voice: "Is the Yi Dao Young Master raising his hand?"

Yi Dao busy Ying: "It's under."

Referee: "Who does Master Fengying want to challenge?"

"My brother Fengying."

As soon as these words came out, the people present were in an uproar. After all, everyone had seen that in the morning, and Yi Dao did lose to Feng Ying. It is very rare for the same masters to fight twice a day.

The referee didn't comment too much, "Since I have confirmed it, I will invite the two sons to come to the stage for a competition."

Yi Dao and Feng responded with a glance and stepped onto the stage at the same time.

The two were standing on opposite ends of the table.

Referee: "Are you two ready?"

"Ready."

The referee swept the two of them and knocked on the gong, "The challenge, Master Yi Dao challenges Master Feng Ying, now is the beginning!"

As soon as these words came out, the two of them strayed, teleported to the other side, clanging, drew out their weapons, and their swords fought fiercely.

Feng Ying's attack is swift and fierce, with a sharp blade. Compared with him, Yi Dao's sword aura is softer, and his movements seem to be slower. When the two fight against each other, it is clear that Feng should be pressing Yi Dao.

The people in the audience sighed: "Just like the morning, Master Yi Dao can hold on for a while, but he can only hide behind him, and he can't win."

"Yes."

Someone in the audience responded and muttered: "I really don't understand, it's a brother from the same discipline. I lost once in the competition in the morning, so how come I have to challenge it again? Let alone hurt feelings, but if you try twice, you will lose consecutively. Twice, that's even more embarrassing!"