Chapter 17 Brother Li

Between the two people, the light and shadow of the sword, tossed and turned, and the two weapons were danced into two cold lights, colliding with each other from time to time, and it was difficult to distinguish between them.

Han Li looked at it for a while, but he couldn't see a clear one. He just felt that the fight between the two was very lively and beautiful. He couldn't see that those were great moves and those were failed moves. As for who was smarter, it was not what he, a layman could understand.

"Brother Han, I don't know if you are practicing under that uncle. Now that you are in seclusion, you must have improved your skills, right?" Xiao Apan finally couldn't help it and respectfully asked the master of returning to Han Li.

You know, each disciple of the inner sect of the Seven Xuanmen, after two years of basic training in the Baiforg Hall, will be sent to the older generation of disciples to bow down and learn higher and deeper martial arts. After becoming a teacher, these disciples will hold specific positions in the sect.

Of course, this is only the process of being a master experienced by ordinary disciples. If you are a disciple who has performed outstandingly in the introductory test, you can also directly enter the Qijue Hall without two years of basic training. You can be accepted as a disciple by several masters and teach the skills in the sect. It can be said that the carp jumps from the dragon gate and jumps to the sky.

In the two-year basic training, if there are people with outstanding performance, they also hope to be popularized by some elders, hall masters, worshipers and so on, and accepted as disciples. Although the future of these disciples is not as good as the disciples of the master, they are also more valued than ordinary disciples.

When Xiao Akus heard that Han Li had just come out of seclusion from somewhere, and he had never seen this person, he naturally guessed that this person was a disciple of a high-ranking big man in the door, so he asked respectfully and wanted to come forward to establish a relationship.

"A few years ago, I was liked by a dedicated adult and accepted as a disciple. Specifically, it is the dedicated person, so I can't mention his taboo name." Han Li knew his thoughts very well, but his face pretended to be shy, but his words were deliberately a little proud.

"Really? Brother Han is really lucky. In the future, he must have a very high status in the door and a bright future. I hope that if he has a chance, he can cooperate with his younger brother more." When Xiao Abapan heard that Han Li didn't want to reveal his master's name, he didn't care. Anyway, no matter which worship was better than his master, his tone immediately changed.

"Brother Han, at first glance, it's not something in the pool. In the future, it's not out of the question." He continued to compliment.

"This man is black-looking and has a stupid face. How can he also worship him as a disciple? Why doesn't a big man want such a clever person?" The little abacus muttered secretly in his heart, but the expression on his face became more respectful.

Han Li's tone changed greatly when he heard his speech, and he also changed from Brother Han to Brother Han, which made him a little funny.

However, Han Li didn't mean to look down on him at all. You should know that it was just a human instinct. Who doesn't want to live a better life and climb higher? Not to mention that this person can be heard from his name. He is a person who is good at drilling.

However, he was going to be disappointed. Although what he had just said was true, the identity of this dedicated disciple was just a watery. He could defeat himself by finding a disciple in Qixuanmen. He regarded himself as a big tree. I'm afraid he had found the wrong person.

Han Li secretly smiled bitterly, while listening to the flattery of the little abacus as if nothing had happened, and he had to say a few words to him from time to time.

"Brother Han's martial arts skills are very strong. If he is willing to go down, he will definitely be able to beat the person who made the sword to death. He must be able to..." The little calculation plate said nice words without interruption, and also distracted to carefully observe Han Li's every move.

"Huh! It's strange that the disciple of worship should be profound and skillful, but how can he not see the depth of this person? This person's temple is not slightly raised, and there is no light leakage in his eyes. No matter how you look at it, he is also a person who does not know martial arts. The more you look at the small abacs, the more puzzled you feel.

"The victory or defeat is divided." Han Li's light sentence came over, interrupting his thoughts.

The little abacis was shocked and quickly turned his eyes back to the field.

Sure enough, the person who made the knife had thrown the knife aside. One arm was bleeding, and the other hand was pressing the wound. His face was full of iron blue, and it seemed that he was not defeated. No wonder these two people have similar martial arts skills. Just now, they were just accidentally hit by the opponent's trick, so they lost by one move.

When Xiao Abapan saw this, he looked regretful, and said "it's a pity" in his mouth.

"What's the matter? What's the pity?" Han Li didn't see anything, but there was such a ready-made commentator next to him. It would be too bad for himself if he didn't ask.

"In this game, if the man from Wang Dapang wins, he will win three games, and there is no need to compare in the last game. It's a pity that he still didn't win!"

"Oh!"

"But it doesn't matter. Now there is the last game left. Wang Dapang's appearance is the person with the highest martial arts among our group of disciples. His thunder knife is extremely fierce, and he can crush stones and break gold. Haha! Seeing Brother Li's skill in swordsmanship, I didn't come in vain. No matter who Zhang Changgui sent to play, we were sure to win. The little acus was a little depressed at the beginning, but then he became excited and seemed to be full of confidence in Brother Li.

"Is it the last scene yet?" Han Li responded casually, thinking who this Brother Han is? Don't you know your own people?

At this moment, a cold-hearted teenager came out of Wang Dapang's side. The teenager took a long knife with a cold light in his hand and walked to the center of the field step by step. Then he closed his eyes without saying a word.

"Brother Li! Brother Li! Brother Li! ..."

Seeing the appearance of the teenager, everyone outside the court looked excited and called out the teenager's name together, and shouted louder after another. The roar shook the audience. At this time, it was no longer ever to distinguish those who were rich disciples and those who were poor disciples. Only the teenager's The sound of oil.