A monk named Fa Ming stood up behind Fa Hui and said apologetically: "We just have itchy hands and want to learn the Yushu Sect's sword moves."
"These junior brothers have just started, why don't I teach them a lesson!" Chen Qingyan said coldly and proudly.
"This..." Fa Hui, Fa Ming and others were in trouble.
Lin Fengmian stood up and snorted coldly: "Senior sister, junior brother, although I am not good at academics, since several fellow Taoists are going to take the test, I can't be cowardly, lest others think that our Yushu Sect has no successor!"
Chen Qingyan was stunned for a moment and looked at Lin Fengmian hesitantly.
But Liu Mei was very interested, nodded and said: "In that case, Junior Brother Lin, you can discuss with the fellow Taoists from Yangquan Temple until the point is reached."
Lin Fengmian nodded and stood proudly in the field, with an inexplicable aura about him.
Whether it can be fought or not is one thing, but the appearance is what attracts the attention.
This made Xia Yunxi and the city lord's wife shine in their eyes, and they stared at the graceful man.
Yangquan Temple also sent an eighth-level Qi Refining disciple with the lowest cultivation level to fight with Lin Fengmian.
The man touched his bald head and apologized with an embarrassed look: "Junior brother, I will suppress my cultivation."
"No need, fellow Taoist, feel free to use it!" Lin Fengmian said proudly.
This made the disciple opposite named Fazhi look a little ugly, "Then I will learn from Junior Brother Lin's clever trick."
Several people outside the venue also noticed that Lin Fengmian had a vague sword aura on his body, and couldn't help but wonder.
Are you really practicing swordsmanship?
Could it be that he is really a member of the Yushu Sect and has found the wrong person?
Fazhi attacked Lin Fengmian, but Lin Fengmian just put his hand on the sword, making him feel on pins and needles and quickly changed direction.
He changed directions several times in a row, but as soon as Lin Fengmian turned around and looked, he would feel a life-and-death crisis again, making his hair stand on end and he quickly hid away.
The people outside the field were looking forward to the fight between immortals, but they didn't know that this immortal was just like the dancing master, constantly circling around the other immortal but not daring to attack.
"What are you doing?"
"That's right, why don't you fight? You're jumping around like a monkey."
"He didn't even draw his sword, but he was scared to death. How can he still do it after he drew his sword?"
"That's right, could it be that the immortal actually drew his sword and we couldn't see it?"
…
Listening to the discussions on the sidelines, Fazhi's face was extremely ugly, and he was extremely embarrassed.
His eyes were dark and he shouted loudly: "Be careful!"
He struck down the long stick in his hand, and earth thorns emerged from the ground and stabbed Lin Fengmian.
Since you can't get close, just use long-range attacks.
Lin Fengmian smiled slightly and said: "I like to penetrate others, but I don't want to be penetrated by others, especially men!"
He stepped down, and his whole body rushed toward Fazhi like an arrow.
Thorns flew out along the way, but Lin Fengmian stepped on them and jumped high as if they were weightless.
Fazhi hurriedly moved away to avoid Lin Fengmian's blow, but Lin Fengmian did not draw his sword, it just clung to him like a maggot attached to his bones.
Fazhi was chased by him all over the field, and suddenly he hit him with a stick, causing a burst of yellow sand to cover the field.
Lin Fengmian's sight was obscured by the yellow sand and he lost sight of him. He frowned and simply closed his eyes.
Several foundation builders outside the field can see some of the situations inside with their spiritual consciousness.
I saw Fazhi sneaking around behind Lin Fengmian, and then thrust out the stick at an insidious angle, with the intention of crippling Lin Fengmian.
Liu Mei's face changed slightly, and she was about to take action, but there was someone faster than her.
Lin Fengmian's ears twitched and he understood what Luo Xue meant by following the momentum. He turned around instantly and unsheathed his sword!
A sword slashed out, and then Fa Zhi was pulled back with a look of fear by Fa Hui who took action in time.
Fa Hui originally wanted to save Lin Fengmian, but unexpectedly he saved Yi Yi Fa Zhi, which made him a little depressed.
"This junior brother is so skilled! What a sharp sword intent!" Fa Hui praised.
Fazhi's face looked a little ugly. The stick in his hand was cut in half by a sword, and he broke out in a cold sweat.
There was loud applause from the sidelines, and the city lord’s daughter, the girl named Yan’er, clapped repeatedly and said: “How amazing!”
The city lord's wife couldn't help but recall the beautiful scene with Lin Fengmian yesterday and the sweet dream last night.
Thinking of tonight's appointment with Lin Fengmian, Ruyu's beautiful legs tightened slightly.
Sure enough, Mr. Mo Shang is such a handsome person that people admire him so much that he can't help but get wet.
"Junior brother, he just practiced sword practice not long ago, and he still can't move and retract it freely. He almost hurt junior brother Fazhi. I'm really sorry." Liu Mei said with a smile.
Lin Fengmian also apologized quickly, and Fa Hui waved his hand and said: "It's okay, my skills are not as good as others, we misunderstood."
He cupped his hands to a few people and said, "Since this is a misunderstanding, I'll leave first and say goodbye!"
"Guys, go slowly!" Liu Mei also saluted.
Fa Hui left with several junior brothers, but just as the two leeks were about to say something, they were patted on the shoulders by Wang Yanran and quickly lowered their heads.
When Fa Hui and his party were completely gone, Liu Mei breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Let's take a rest before continuing."
Of course she was not tired, but wanted to warn the two leeks and reward Lin Fengmian.
Entering the temporarily prepared place, Liu Mei signaled to Wang Yanran and Mo Ruyu and asked them to brainwash the two leeks.
After the two women left with two leeks, she said to Xia Yunxi and Chen Qingyan: "You two junior sisters, go outside and look around to prevent them from coming back."
Xia Yunxi glanced at Lin Fengmian worriedly before turning around and going out, following Chen Qingyan to check around.
Liu Mei said to Lin Fengmian: "Junior brother Lin, come with me."
Lin Fengmian followed her into a lounge and looked at her helplessly.
Liu Mei crossed her arms, letting her chest feel heavy, and asked with a half-smile, "Why don't you take the opportunity to reveal our identities? Don't you know who we are better than anyone else?"
Lin Fengmian was speechless. Why don't you try poisoning me? Believe it or not, I will kill you?
But on the surface, he spoke righteously: "I was born as a member of the Hehuan Sect, and died as a ghost of the Hehuan Sect. How can I sit back and ignore them when they insult my senior sister?"
Liu Mei was amused by him and said angrily: "Pretending to be similar? Where did this swordsmanship move come from?"
"What do you think?" Lin Fengmian asked ambiguously.
Liu Mei approached him, put a heavy weight on him, and said with a breath: "You have been a big help, how should I reward you?"
Lin Fengmian laughed dryly and said, "It's your job, so don't worry about it, right?"
"If you want it, rewards and punishments are clear, how can you not reward me?"
Liu Mei frowned and smiled sweetly: "But I have nothing to offer now, only myself."
She peeled it off gently with both hands, allowing Lin Fengmian to see what it means to have an old shoulder that is extremely slippery, half-covered but yet revealing.
