In the backyard of the Lu Mansion, Lu Junyi held an eyebrow-level stick in his hand and faced Murong Yanyao, who was standing three feet away with a sword, with a serious look on his face.
In total, Hu Long and his party have been guests at Lu Junyi's house for three days.
Lu Junyi's best thing in his life was martial arts. When he met an expert who even admired his master Zhou Tong, he naturally had to humbly ask for advice.
Hu Long did not refuse, nor did he directly compete with him, but he made his disciple Murong Yan fight with Lu Junyi several times.
At first, Lu Junyi saw that Murong Yan was a young man one or two years younger than Yan Qingshang, and he didn't care much about it. However, after the fight, he discovered that not only had his cultivation reached the innate level, but his swordsmanship was also exquisite and he could be overpowered. Strong power.
The two sides fought many times in the past three days, and each time Lu Junyi was able to gain the upper hand and completely suppress the opponent. However, this young man was like an extremely tough thread that wanted to be broken but was always unstoppable. Changes naturally occur in desperate situations, and people come back to life to bring the war back to a stalemate.
Today, Hu Yuan had already said goodbye, and Murong Yan proposed a final sparring match with Lu Junyi. Lu Junyi was really unwilling to be unable to win over this young man who was far behind him in age and cultivation, so he agreed.
After they each took their weapons and stood facing each other, Lu Junyi was shocked to find that his opponent's momentum was completely different from yesterday, and there was a faint image of Yuan Ting Yue Zhan.
He didn't know that Murong Yan had been taught Yi Li and the swordsmanship of hundreds of schools by Hu Yuan on the way here, and he was already at the critical stage of transformation.
In the course of several battles between the two, Lu Junyi's comprehensive suppression has indeed become the driving force for him to complete his final transformation.
Just last night, Murong Yan's swordsmanship finally broke out of its cocoon and turned into a butterfly, reaching a whole new level.
"It's really a terrifying life!"
With Lu Junyi's cultivation and vision, he immediately figured out what happened to the other party after being shocked. After secretly sighing, the stick in his hand was replaced with a "mid-level spear" shooting stance.
His "spear, stick, and boxing" are respected as the "Three Wonders of Hebei", and his marksmanship is the real special skill.
It's just that his marksmanship is a fighting and killing technique, and it is really not suitable for use in martial arts competitions.
Since Lu Junyi became successful in marksmanship, apart from dismantling marksmanship with his master Zhou Tong, he has only practiced alone. This is the first time he has used it against others.
Murong Yan also keenly felt the changes in the opponent's Qi. Without any mental thought, the sword Qi condensed on the long sword in his hand had followed the fluctuations of the Qi, pulling the sword crookedly towards the empty space beside Lu Junyi's body. .
Seeing this sword that seemed to be thrust out randomly, Lu Junyi's eyes flashed with sparkle, and the shot that was ready to be fired had to be thrust out at the moment before the momentum reached its peak. Otherwise, the harmonious momentum will be completely released through the gap opened by this sword.
When Murong Yan saw the stick turning and using the spear to attract a dragon-like force, the long sword turned into a curling force and was handed out, drawing a series of circles connected end to end in front of her, as if shaking out an invisible long tassel to bind the incoming attack. This angry dragon.
Although Lu Junyi did not join the martial arts world, he had learned a lot about martial arts from all over the world. However, he couldn't recognize the sword moves used by his opponents. He just felt that the secrets of various sword techniques were incorporated into them. And he is able to restrain his own marksmanship.
However, his marksmanship has been completely inherited from Zhou Tong, and he has already surpassed the limitations of his moves and can be used with confidence.
When thinking, a stick with eyebrows changes according to the heart, from a shocking dragon to a phoenix and a hundred birds, and countless stick-end shadows appear in the void in front of him, and each shadow is wrapped in a ball of mist. The sharp spear energy that does not spit out covers the opponent's entire body during this period.
Murong Yan's long sword suddenly became radiant, and the pale green sword light swirled around the body, weaving in and out like a Weaver Girl weaving yarn, weaving a soft and fine net around the body transformed by the sharp sword light, sweeping it from the inside out. And go, to wipe out all the stick shadows and gun energy in the sky.
Hu Long, who was standing by, smiled and nodded, sighing that his disciple was indeed an unparalleled prodigy in swordsmanship. He actually began to develop the nine-style swordsmanship at the age of fifteen, which was said to be able to defeat all the martial arts in the world.
Estimating its progress, he should have used his self-taught Yili and swordsmanship to create a "general formula" that contains 365 basic changes in kendo. Now he has made an opportunity to use the marksmanship performed by Lu Junyi to create a "general formula". "Jue style" evolved into "breaking gun style".
But after all, Lu Junyi was promised by Zhou Tong as his favorite disciple who was expected to excel in his own abilities, and his talent in martial arts might not necessarily be lost to that of Murong Yan.
Therefore, even though Murong Yan created the "spear-breaking style", it may not necessarily be able to break his marksmanship.
The rod seemed to have life in his hand. Sometimes it was like a dragon or a snake dancing, sometimes like a weak willow supporting the wind. The combination of strength and softness was endless, and every move was a killer move that could seal one's throat and take one's life.
Murong Yan's long sword was three feet shorter than the opponent's staff, and it was several times lighter. It was supposed to be defensive and take advantage of the opportunity to attack, but instead she only attacked, not defended, and never retreated. No matter how the opponent's marksmanship changed, she always Can evolve tit-for-tat restraint sword moves.
The two fought fiercely for hundreds of moves, and Murong Yan got out of the suppressed situation for the first time in three days, and was evenly matched with Lu Junyi.
Suddenly, she sheathed her sword and retreated. Naturally, Lu Junyi did not take advantage of the situation to pursue her.
Murong Yan sheathed her sword, bowed her hand to Lu Junyi opposite him, and said seriously: "I admire you!"
He expressed admiration because, firstly, because of his high martial arts skills, even if he created the "spear-breaking style", he could not defeat the opponent's marksmanship; secondly, because of his magnanimity, the other party had already guessed that he intended to use his marksmanship to improve himself. After tempering his sword skills, he actually took the initiative to display his spear skills without reservation, helping himself to perfect this sword move specifically used to restrain long weapons such as spears and sticks.
Lu Junyi returned the gift with his hand, and although his face showed some undisguised depression of not being able to defeat his opponent, he was more happy and joyful that he had met his opponent.
"It's Lu who should say 'admire'." He laughed and said, "Now Lu can still be the rival of Brother Murong based on how old he is, but in ten years he will have no choice but to be the inferior."
Hu Long laughed at the side and said: "Yuan Wai's words are somewhat insincere. Ten years from now, Yuan Wai will surely have entered the realm of insignificance, and by then it will be even more difficult for the bad guys to hold their own."
Speaking of being in a humble state, Lu Junyi seemed to be touched, and said with a wry smile: "Lu's qualifications are dull, and ten years is probably not enough, let alone..."
He didn't say any more, but Hu Long already knew what he meant.
It turned out that Lu Junyi was discussing martial arts with his master and apprentice Hu Long yesterday, but an uncle from his clan came to visit. After the meeting, he did not shy away from outsiders and said that he planned to arrange a marriage for his nephew.
At that time, Lu Junyi looked distressed and told his uncle that he was only one step away from the final level of the "Dragon Yin Kung Fu" he practiced. If he married a wife and had children at this time, he would probably have no hope of making a breakthrough in his life.
His uncle was a little annoyed at that time, and raised the banner of "There are three ways to be unfilial, and having no descendants is the worst", saying that his parents died young, and whether he had any brothers in the family, it was the son of man's responsibility to spread the branches early and continue the incense. He also said that he ignored the huge business of the Lu family every day and just danced with guns and sticks to deal with idle people. It was really not the style of an innocent family.
When he said this, the old man glared at Master and Disciple Hu Long, apparently treating them as "idlers" who would tempt his nephew to do his job.
Lu Junyi was greatly embarrassed. He accompanied Xing Xing, talking good and evil, and finally persuaded him to leave.
Seeing that he was worrying about this matter again, Hu Long smiled slightly and said, "Executive member, I have a word of advice..."
