"You..." Chu Xiu looked at the young man in white, and the more he looked at him, the more he disliked him, "Let's change our name."
"What?" The young man in white was stunned.
Liu Yebai and Zhang Liang were both speechless.
"The name Li Bai is very special. You probably can't bear it." Chu Xiu said warmly.
The young man in white laughed angrily and said with an unruly expression: "I can't bear it, how can you do it?"
"I..." Chu Xiu thought that his Taoist name was 'Huang', and his eyes became a little wandering for a moment.
"Forget it, I'll call you Li Wuming from now on." Chu Xiu shook his head.
The young man in white sneered: "From now on, I will call you Chu Wu."
"It seems you know nothing about 'Wu Ming'." Chu Xiu smiled, "Wu Ming is a martial arts myth from two thousand years ago, and is known as the 'Heavenly Sword' and the 'Sword Master'.
His Ten Thousand Swords return to the clan, he can control ten thousand swords, and he is the emperor of swords. "
"A martial arts myth from two thousand years ago?" The young man in white was startled and subconsciously looked at his master Liu Yebai.
A confused look flashed in Liu Yebai's eyes.
What happened two thousand years ago was too long ago for him.
"Probably only the dean knows what happened two thousand years ago." Liu Yebai said slowly.
Zhang Liang's eyes moved slightly and glanced at Chu Xiu.
He has been at Suzaku Academy for decades and has read many biographies of people related to the martial arts and martial arts, but he has never heard of 'nameless'.
"Is this guy trying to fool the master and disciple?" Zhang Liang cursed, his face expressionless.
"Li Wuming sounds pretty good." Chu Xiu continued to persuade, "Listen to me, Sword Master Wuming or Sword Master Li Bai, which one sounds better?"
"I never thought about becoming a sword master." The young man in white said calmly, "My master is the Sword God of the South Sea. He is the god of swords, and I will be the immortal of swords in the future.
I, Li Bai, want to be a swordsman! "
Chu Xiu: "..."
"Forget it, let's have a fight." Chu Xiu said in a dull voice, "If you can beat me, you can call me whatever you want; if you lose, change your name to Li Wuming."
"Are you willing to fight me to make me change my name?" The young man in white was speechless.
Chu Xiu sneered: "What? You don't dare?"
"Ha~." The young man in white said coldly, a sharp fighting spirit flashed in his eyes, "If you want to fight, then fight. I, Li Bai, have never been afraid of anyone?"
Chu Xiu glanced at Liu Yebai.
Liu Yebai said: "This battle is only about you."
"Okay." Chu Xiu grinned.
"Junior brother, you didn't listen to what the second brother said at all." Zhang Liang complained faintly, and then stepped aside.
Chu Xiu laughed dryly, and his second senior brother Wang Quan asked him to only use his mouth this time, and leave all the matters that need action to the third senior brother.
"No matter, I always feel guilty when someone is called Li Bai." Chu Xiu thought to himself.
Over the years, he has appropriated many of Li Bai's poems, and plans to continue to do so in the future.
If the boy in white in front of me is called Li Bai, then...
It's so awkward.
The sword of the young man in white has been unsheathed.
Chu Xiu's right hand was also pressing the hilt of the sword.
The two looked at each other with sharp eyes.
"Your master just said something that makes sense." Chu Xiu said.
"Oh?" The young man in white had a dull expression, and the sword in his hand was constantly gathering power.
The sharp sword energy gathers and never disperses.
Facing the famous Thirteenth Master of Zhuque Academy, he naturally did not dare to show any slightness.
He will go all out with this sword!
"A swordsman's sword only has meaning when it is unsheathed." Chu Xiu said.
The young man in white sneered: "My sword has been unsheathed."
"So, your sword has become meaningless." Chu Xiu said, "It has lost its sense of mystery and is vulnerable to a single blow."
"You don't understand swords." The young man in white was very calm.
Chu Xiu said: "But I understand people."
"people?"
"You are not as good as me!"
The words fell.
They both moved at the same time.
The sword was filled with light, and the sword appeared like a comet.
"Qiang~."
The moment the two figures crossed each other, a clanging sound flashed away.
The two figures separated, two feet apart.
Chu Xiu sheathed his sword and turned to look at the young man in white.
Black hair dances lightly, clothes flutter.
He is very calm.
In recent days, it is difficult for ordinary people to imagine how huge his strength has improved.
Not to mention, even before taking the Zhuque Academy examination, Chu Xiu was not afraid of any of his peers.
The young man in white's whole body was stiff.
With incredible horror flashing in his eyes, he was looking at the sword in his hand.
The sharp sword was trembling slightly.
Only he can feel this tremor.
He knew exactly what this tremor meant.
The sword is about to break.
As soon as he thought this, the sharp sword in his hand broke.
The outcome is decided!
"From now on, your name will be Li Wuming." Chu Xiu said calmly, a little domineeringly.
The young man in white gripped the hilt of his sword tightly, turned back suddenly, and glared at Chu Xiu, his eyes filled with unwilling anger.
"Young man, your sword is very strong." Chu Xiu smiled, "But you have too little fighting experience, and you want to win too much.
When I was at Jade Cauldron, I studied under the Taoist Master of Wine. At that time, I never felt how powerful I was.
Because I know very well that I can't even defeat my master.
Have you ever thought about it this way? Have you ever thought about defeating your master? "
The young man in white was silent.
He thought about it, but what he thought was that it would be his final battle, and it would be after a long, long time.
"Some people, after being defeated once, cannot recover; while some people become more courageous the more they are defeated." Chu Xiu said, "What kind of person are you?"
The young man in white took a deep look at Chu Xiu and walked behind his master Liu Yebai without saying a word.
Chu Xiu looked at Liu Yebai.
"Willow Sword God."
"You want to fight against my third senior brother..."
"Still want to... ask me about the sword?!"
Chu Xiu stared at Liu Yebai and asked slowly.
Zhang Liang was startled and looked deeply at Liu Yebai.
Liu Yebai was silent for a while and said, "You are indeed very smart."
"Master..." The young man in white was a little dazed, with a flash of disbelief in his eyes.
Chu Xiu said: "I just didn't look down on you."
Since he is a sword god, he has his own pattern.
On the way here, Chu Xiu was thinking.
Why would the majestic Sword God of the South China Sea be the first to jump out at this moment?
After thinking about it, Chu Xiu could only think of two possibilities:
Either this South China Sea Sword God has a false reputation; or this South China Sea Sword God wants to ask the sword from the sky!
Some people believe that Chu Xiu's body contains three heavenly swords.
"This kind of opportunity is really rare." Liu Yebai said, "My road has reached the top of the mountain. If I want to reach the sky, I must borrow strength."
Chu Xiu stared at Liu Yebai and said bluntly: "You will die."
"..."
Zhang Liang and the young man in white both held their breath.
Liu Yebai did not refute, but said slowly: "If you can see the scenery in the sky, you will die without regrets."
Chu Xiu raised his head and looked at the sky. Chen Changsheng's appearance appeared in his mind, and he cursed 'old bastard' secretly, thinking how great it would be if he really had that old bastard's three swords in his body.
He looked quietly at the sky.
Liu Yebai, Zhang Liang, and the young man in white looked at him quietly.
After a long time.
Chu Xiu looked at Liu Yebai again.
"Are you in a hurry?" Chu Xiu asked.
Liu Yebai said: "It depends on Mr. Thirteen."
Chu Xiu muttered: "I suggest you wait another three years."
"Reason?" Liu Yebai asked.
"The strongest sword is at the end." Chu Xiu said, "That sword is called the Heaven and Earth Sword."
"A sword from heaven and earth..." Liu Yebai slowly closed his eyes, and a spectacular and vast picture appeared in his mind.
There is only one sword in the world.
"One Sword of Heaven and Earth? Swordsmanship?" The young man in white frowned, having never heard of it at all.
"Junior brother is probably trying to fool this South China Sea Sword God." Zhang Liang remained calm.
"What do you mean by the first two swords?" Liu Yebai opened his eyes and looked at Chu Xiu.
"Let me think about it first..." Chu Xiu cursed secretly, keeping his eyes on Liu Yebai, and said slowly, "The first sword, Hongchenyou."
"Traveling in the mortal world..." Liu Yebai whispered, thoughtfully.
The young man in white remained at a loss.
"Junior brother is probably trying to fool the Sword God of the South China Sea." Zhang Liang said expressionlessly.
"The second sword, the sword of the river comes from the sky." Chu Xiu continued to make nonsense.
A gleam flashed in Liu Yebai's eyes.
"It sounds quite domineering." The young man in white said secretly.
"Junior brother must be fooling Liu Yebai." Zhang Liang thought, but he couldn't help but think about the magnificent scene of 'The Sword of the River rising from the sky'.
Chu Xiu looked at Liu Yebai and asked, "What kind of person do you think is qualified to teach me these three swords?"
Liu Yebai said slowly: "Second in the world."
"Then you are?" Chu Xiu asked.
Liu Yebai's eyes flashed with a sharp edge, "Yes."
"That's not it yet." Chu Xiu chuckled, his voice suddenly becoming passionate, "I will give you three years. Three years later, on September 15th, on the night of the full moon, we will have a decisive battle on the top of the Forbidden City."
