Just as the disciples of Zhujian Peak were retreating, on the high platform far away from the martial arts arena, Li Junce was watching the changes in the arena, his eyes changing, as if he was thinking about something.
Deacon Wu, who had previously offered advice, saw that the situation was not good. He hurriedly stepped forward, raised his hands behind Li Junce and said, "Li... Li Gongfeng, now that the matter has come to this, do you want to stop the three of them?" ...".
Li Junce's thoughts were interrupted by him, and there was some displeasure on his face. However, he did not turn around to reprimand Deacon Wu. He just said in a deep voice: "It doesn't matter, now this situation can also be used to test one or two things. The elder who acted for him previously Are you going to watch the opening of Yijian Villa in front of the mountain gate?"
Someone immediately said: "Li Gongfeng, I was the one who brought my disciples there in April." The person who spoke was a middle-aged man standing behind Li Junce, who was about the same age as Li Junce. The beard on his face was very delicately trimmed. Instead of appearing in the Sword-forging Peak, holding up a fortune-telling flag in those ordinary markets would be like that fortune teller.
Li Junce followed the voice and looked over. After confirming who it was, he said, "Elder Yan Shu, I went to Yijian Villa earlier. Do you have any other impressions of this person?" Everyone here understood that Li Junce was referring to that person. Liu Manlin in the martial arts arena.
After Yan Shu bowed his hands and saluted, he said: "This boy has many sword moves. Not only was I the one who made the sword peak, but especially when we were facing Qi Xuan, Qi Xuan struck first with his sword in the snow, and this boy actually used it too." The sword was cold in the snow, and it defeated Qi Xuan's offensive, and finally broke the tendon of the sword-holding hand of the leader of Fengxue Grand View Tower..."
Everyone present couldn't help but sigh when they heard the last part. Before, it was only discussed by his disciples. They said that among a new Jianghu gang in Hangzhou, there was a young genius who had learned swordsmanship for two months and defeated several people in a row. He even defeated Qi Xuan, who has now defected from the Tue Evil Sect.
"Could this be someone else's swordsmanship that you can imitate after seeing it once?"
"This is absolutely impossible. Besides, I can't learn the strength of my sword peak, the strength of my sword every time I draw it, and the mystery behind it. I can't learn it just by imitating its moves..."
"Maybe it has something to do with the eldest daughter of the Qiao family... The elders saw that the dagger in this boy's hand was made by Qiao Zongfang himself for his daughter."
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"Ahem..." Li Junce felt that the discussion behind him was a little noisy, so he coughed as a reminder.
The deacons and elders behind him immediately fell silent and stopped talking when they heard the reminder. Li Junce himself didn't pay much attention to such a unique talent. Until yesterday when they met, he found that the young man named Jiang seemed to be interested in him. Now after listening to Yan Shu's words, Li Junce had to start paying attention to all the movements of this young man in short shirts. .
Others may not be able to see it, but Li Junce can clearly see that Fei Guluan, the sword strike previously struck by this son, was far superior to Wang Xiaowu in terms of strength, speed, and mastery and understanding of the sword strike. The senior brother mentioned by this Sword-Forging Peak disciple.
"According to what Elder Yan Shu has seen, there are some disciples from the younger generation in the sect who can compete with him." Li Junce suddenly said, but he did not continue to look at Yan Shu, but carefully watched the changes in the martial arts arena.
Yan Shu was suddenly asked this question by Li Junce. He did not speak immediately, but began to twist his beard and think deeply. Li Junce did not rush him and quietly waited for Yan Shu to express his opinion.
After Elder Yan Shu thought carefully, he put his hands behind his back and puffed out his chest and said: "Although this son is so sharp, it is still impossible to bully him at will in my sword-making peak...".
Following Yan Shu's words, everyone present began to turn to look at Yan Shu. Everyone, including Li Junce, wanted to hear what he said next, who could be more outstanding than Liu Manlin.
Yan Shu saw everyone looking at him, so he stretched out a hand and pointed at Lin Manliu's position in the middle of the martial arts field, and then continued to say: "Whether this boy is on the campus of Yijian Villa or in my cast In the Jianfeng martial arts arena, although the opponents are all of the same generation, they are not among the most talented people of the current generation."
"In my sword-making peak, Yan estimates that there are up to fourteen people who can defeat this son. The leaders are Qiao Chongfeng's daughter and Li Chongfeng's adopted son, as well as the six elders who went to help Yuezhou this time. There are six other disciples who are currently serving as teachers in the mountain sect, all of whom can surpass this person." Yan Shu listed them one by one.
Except for Li Junce, everyone here was very satisfied with Yan Shu's answer, because their direct disciples, or the instructors who helped them guide their disciples in sword practice, were far better than the three people in the field, and even more so. Not to mention Li Shuzong, the eldest daughter of the Qiao family and the adopted son of Li Gongfeng.
However, Li Junce was not satisfied with Yan Shu's answer. He clearly knew that the young man in short shirts on the field had more movement and sword skills than just the previous confrontation. Li Junce did not say too much, but started again. He looked at the position in the martial arts arena.
When he looked over again, he found that...the young man named Liu Manlin had already looked at their position at some point, as did the poor scholar next to him.
When he saw Li Junce turning his head and looking over, the young man in a short shirt bowed respectfully to Li Junce.
Li Junce's eyes began to narrow slightly, and a warm smile appeared on his face like at the mountain gate. He raised his hand and pressed down on the young man's position, but he already had a trace of murderous intention for Liu Manlin in his heart... This boy If you can't keep it for your own use, get rid of it sooner.
... Lin Manliu, who was still confronting Zhao Fu just now, was gently pulled by Ning Ke on the corner of his clothes behind him. He then followed Ning Ke to look towards a high platform outside the martial arts arena and discovered the high platform. The people above were Li Junce and his party. It didn't take long for Li Junce to look at the young man, and Lin Manliu then bowed to him.
Because Lin Manliu knew in his heart that if he met this person in the city today, he would not be able to escape easily, and at this time, Li Junce's opinion of him was not yet known. The only thing that was clear was that he should cooperate with Jiang Xu, If you want to leave peacefully or survive smoothly today, you can only pass this line that is only known at the moment.
You must try your best to show off your skills in front of Li Chongfeng, making yourself as important as possible, so that he can weigh the pros and cons of harming yourself, so that you can have more opportunities and find a way to break the situation.
Originally, Lin Manliu was thinking about whether after being coerced to go up the mountain, he should hold back, hide his strength as much as possible, and be a fool to fool him. However, after entering the gate of Zhujian Peak, he gave up this idea and decided to There should be rumors about the actions at Yijian Villa in Zhujian Peak or Hangzhou in central Guizhou.
Lin Manliu had a headache when he thought of this. When he opened the village, he shouldn't have drawn his sword like that. Unexpectedly, he was now alone, and because of his previous reputation, he couldn't hide from others. .
Zhao Fu wanted to continue speaking and arguing with the young man in a short shirt in front of him, but he saw that Liu Manlin actually ignored him and went to salute where Li was enshrined.
"Liu Shaoxia, we are still competing, are you looking down on my sword-making peak by doing this?" Zhao Fu said, and after finishing speaking, he once again grasped the hilt of his sword, but this time he did not dare to point it at the sword in front of him. juvenile.
Lin Manliu looked at Zhao Fu again when he heard the sound, and said with a smile: "I just want to say hello to Li Gongfeng, so as not to hurt the harmony later. If Senior Brother Zhao is ready, he can draw the sword."
After the young man in short shirt finished speaking, he put his right hand behind his back and made a gesture, indicating to Ning Ke to take Qiao Yunnian away. After Ning Ke saw the young man's gesture, he tapped Qiao Yunnian's shoulder with one hand, then turned and walked away. Yun Nian was about to taunt Zhao Fu a few more times, but he had no choice but to give up and follow Ning Ke away from the center of the martial arts arena again.
Lin Manliu waited until Ning Ke and Qiao Yunian were far away, and Zhao Fu still didn't draw his sword. He looked at Zhao Fu's position again, and saw that Zhao Fu was still holding the sword and looking at him. The boy in the shirt looked at the other person with a puzzled look and said to Zhao Fuyan: "Brother Zhao, please give me some advice?".
Zhao Fu's face became fierce and he said sternly: "Then take my sword!". Holding a long sword in his hand, he strode towards the young man in a short shirt in front of him. The long sword in his hand was twisting at his side, as if he didn't want Lin Manliu to notice where he was drawing the sword directly from.
The boy in short shirt still stood there, waiting quietly for Zhao Fu to rush over. His eyes did not look at the changing position of the long sword, but kept looking at Zhao Fu, carefully watching the changes in Zhao Fu's eyes. This move made Zhao Fu was very puzzled. What on earth did this man want to do?
Just when the two were about to face each other, Lin Manliu made a move. He suddenly threw Shan Yexing to his right hand, and then thrust out his sword!
Shan Ye Xing's sword was thrown out by the boy in a short shirt. Zhao Fu thought he wanted to throw the dagger at such a close range, so he immediately stopped and prepared to use his sword to block it, but Shan Ye Xing was still on the other side. In his hand, Fei Guluan did not have the same sword power as he had just tried with Wang Xiaowu.
After reacting, Zhao Fu saw that Lin Manliu's dagger had not been withdrawn to his side in time. He found the opportunity at this moment, suddenly lifted the long sword in his right hand, rolled it forward, and prepared to slash directly at the young man's wrist. .
I saw the long sword in Zhao Fu's hand, turning an arc in the air, and then slashed at Lin Manliu's right hand that had not been withdrawn. Zhao Fu stared at the distance between the long sword in his hand and the young man's wrist, getting wider and wider. As he got closer, he saw that he was actually about to succeed with just one strike, and he began to feel proud of himself. But at this moment, he seemed to hear a chuckle from the boy in a short shirt in front of him.
It was a laugh with extreme contempt. When Zhao Fu looked at Lin Manliu again, what he saw was the disdain on the young man's face.
Why does he still have such an expression at this time... What exactly does he want to do... If he doesn't stop him, he will cut off the dagger in his hand and his wrist to the ground.
The time when he originally expected to slash his long sword at the young man in short shirts had come, but Zhao Fu felt as if his long sword had been missed. When he looked at his long sword and the young man's arm again, he found that Lin Manliu had already At some point, the wild sword in his hand collided with his own.
Zhao Fu immediately increased his strength, trying to remove the strength of Shanye Xing from the young man's hand, but then he only felt that the long sword in his hand was out of his control, and from time to time there was a slight tremor from the blade position, and the sword hilt Therefore, it kept bouncing back in his hands.
It was as if the long sword in his hand was being repeatedly struck by the young man in short shirt, but the Shan Ye Xing in his eyes did not move too much and was just stuck to his long sword.
Ning Ke's eyes lit up when he saw the boy in a short shirt facing the enemy like this. Although the Shan Ye Xing seemed to be moving slightly, it was Lin Manliu who kept hitting the long sword in Zhao Fu's hand with the Shan Ye Xing sword blade.
This move is the Spring Mountain Bamboo Surge that Ye Dangting taught Lin Manliu at Yijian Villa! After Lin Manliu restrained Zhao Fu's long sword for the first time, he used Shan Ye Xing to clear the way and quickly got close to him. Shan Ye Xing was still banging on the long sword. Zhao Fu saw the young man approaching and wanted to withdraw the long sword in his hand. He tried to defend himself against the enemy again, but was stopped by Shan Yexing on his way back to recover his sword.
Lin Manliu just stabbed Shan Yexing through the body of Zhao Fu's sword, and then slashed his sword back to its original position. Zhao Fu was shocked. Seeing that his sword could not escape, he could only continue to fight with him. The young man competed with his strength, and the long sword shook several times in his hand, and it struck with the blade of Yamanoxing's sword, making a sound like the collision of weapons.
At this time, the two of them were facing each other. Because Zhao Fu's sword was longer than the Shanye Xing in Lin Manliu's hand, after several collisions, he was able to directly slash Lin Manliu's arms and shoulders with just a few centimeters. However, these few times Every time he drew his sword, he was blocked by the dagger in the hand of the young man in a short shirt, which made Zhao Fu a little agitated.
So Zhao Fu drew his sword with more and more force, but what followed was that his sword became slower... Shan Ye Xing in Lin Manliu's hand was faster than Zhao Fu every time he drew the sword. Being able to block the long sword in Zhao Fu's hand from the direction he wanted to draw the sword, or intercept the long sword from the position where he wanted to recover the momentum, time slowly passed as the two of them trembled.
Everyone present saw the two fighting each other with dozens of swords, without leaving any damage on each other.
Qiao Yunnian couldn't help but start to worry whether Lin Manliu was no match for Zhao Fu. Ning Ke began to carefully observe every time Lin Manliu used his sword. She felt more and more that Lin Manliu had something hidden in him. There are far more tricks than these.
The other two Sword Forging Peak disciples watched Zhao Fu and Lin Manliu fight for a long time, and felt that as long as the two of them continued to use their swords, the boy surnamed Liu was just blocking and defending, while Senior Brother Zhao was not doing anything. He stopped drawing his sword, and the attack continued. Then the boy must have been exhausted and could no longer resist Brother Zhao's sword, and was finally defeated.
Wang Xiaowu, who had been cut off by his sword before, saw that Zhao Fu could save his face, clenched his fists and cheered Zhao Fu up, saying, "Brother Zhao, well done!".
And only Zhao Fu himself knew that the current embarrassing situation was not that the young man only defended but did not attack, but that he was forced to draw his sword and was completely unable to escape.
"Why is Senior Brother Zhao's sword so much slower than before?" Lin Manliu's contemptuous laughter accompanied the words.
Zhao Fu, whose heart was already tense and faced with the young man's obstruction all the time, finally kept using the sword in his hand after speaking this time and could no longer hold it tightly. At this moment, he heard his sword being shaken out of his hand. There was a sound, and he watched with dull eyes as the sword in his hand flew out to his side, and then he felt a sudden kick in the abdomen.
It was the short-shirted boy opposite who successfully knocked the long sword out of his hand. Instead of attacking him with the short sword, he kicked himself away.
Zhao Fu's whole body was kicked to the position where the sword fell. He looked up at the sky, then turned his head to look at the sword beside him... He was unwilling to accept it... He cast the sword peak sword force continuously. He has been humiliated so much before he even used it. Why...
