Chapter 191 Testing
There are always a handful of people in the world who are born protagonists, able to attract everyone's attention no matter where they are.
The green shirt without any blemishes and stains coupled with the calm Chuchen face could easily make people think they were seeing an immortal.
At this moment, most people were in a daze. A few people, all of whom were actually women, had slightly red cheeks and bright eyes.
Including Li Wudi.
His Majesty the Emperor tapped the table lightly and joked: "My eyes are going to fall off."
"It's not this boring guy that I'm too lazy to watch."
Li Wudi snorted slightly, but his eyes never moved.
In the wine shop, He Pianpian's eyes fell on the bridge, the corners of her mouth raised slightly, and she said with a smile: "This Shen Yu is much prettier."
The man in Liubo Mountain next to him had an indifferent look in his eyes, looking at the successor of the Dao Sect who was bound to have a fight in the future.
But after all, a few people who were familiar with Shen Yu discovered the flavor contained in it, and then became suspicious.
"Strange, I feel like there is a slight change in Shen Yu's aura, but I can't figure out the realm."
Monk Huike frowned and murmured: "Weird thing, weird thing."
Li Yi didn't speak, but he had the same idea in his heart.
Huike said: "It seems that something happened to Shen Yu during this period, which caused a change in her mood. It should be a good thing."
On the bridge deck.
Wei Boyang saw the faint water drops at the end of Shen Yu's hair and the green shirt, he frowned and said, "You went to take a shower?"
"No."
Shen Yu didn't expect that so many people would come today. He glanced around and said casually: "I also went to have a meal."
The man's tone was calm, but not serious at all.
Hearing this, the crowd around him faintly smiled, while more people had strange expressions on their faces and were in an uproar.
At such a moment of public attention, the guy in front of him didn't feel any nervousness at all. Instead, he was taking a bath and eating leisurely. Either he thought he was a sure winner, or he didn't take this matter to heart at all.
Wei Boyang's face turned completely cold when he thought of this, and he slowly tightened his grip on the small sword at his fingertips.
He tilted his head slightly and asked, "Start?"
Shen Yu nodded and said, "Okay."
...
A practitioner's battle never needs too much pleasantries at the beginning.
Now that the people have arrived, they will take action directly.
Only those who win or survive are qualified to say anything.
Hearing these two understated conversations, the crowd of onlookers showed serious expressions, preparing to watch the competition in the field with wide eyes.
In the Yingxian Inn, a little man flew in, and he turned out to be the true spirit of the Book of Heaven.
It slowly floated on the emperor's shoulders, and then he got a little tired and sat leaning against his hair.
The emperor touched its head, looked at Li Wudi and asked, "Do you think Shen Yu can win?"
Li Wudi said without thinking: "It must be Shen Yu!"
The emperor smiled and said, "Why?"
Li Wudi said casually: "Needless to say, it looks good."
The emperor said: "Speak well."
Li Wudi stuck out his tongue and said with a smile: "Hey, dad, have you ever seen Shen Yu practicing in the academy, that state of Taoism...that sword...tsk, tsk, tsk, I'm not bragging to you."
The emperor said: "Actually, I have seen Tao Zong Dao Yan take action before."
When the Heavenly Book True Spirit heard this, he thought of the sword in the book and rolled his eyes at the father and daughter at the same time, thinking that you could just pull it.
....
The two people stood quietly in the field. The Mingyue Bridge was more than thirty feet long and had twenty-four holes. The distance between the two people was separated by twenty-four holes.
"I know you are also a dual practitioner of Taoism and Swordsmanship."
Wei Boyang smiled and said, "Unfortunately, so am I."
Shen Yuming
After understanding the meaning, he said, "Oh."
Wei Boyang sneered and said: "In the Dao competition, I will give you three marks; in the sword competition, I will give you three swords."
Shen Yu did not hesitate, nodded and smiled: "Okay."
Without any unnecessary nonsense, the wooden sword Jingqing sped out from Shen Yuxiu and turned into a rainbow. The distance of thirty feet flashed away and hit the silver light curtain in front of Wei Boyang hard.
With a bang, the light curtain instantly shattered into pieces. Wei Boyang frowned slightly and retreated several feet back.
Shen Yu waved his sleeves again, and another rainbow of sword energy flew towards Wei Boyang's body.
The speed was so fast that it was just an instant.
This time, Wei Boyang's pupils shrank inexplicably, and the small sword in his hand flew out instantly. The small dark red sword resisted the rainbow of sword energy, and then there was an extremely terrifying friction sound in the air.
Looking from a distance, there were countless terrifying sparks produced by violent friction in front of Wei Boyang. At the same time, his figure retreated again and again.
The terrifying sword energy disappeared.
The wooden sword slowly flew back to Shen Yu's sleeve. The latter looked calm and said, "There is still one sword left."
Wei Boyang's face showed no emotion, and his eyes moved slightly downward. He was standing at the end of Mingyue Bridge and quietly left the bridge in one step.
Seeing this scene, Wei Boyang was silent for a while and said: "Can you give up the two swords?"
Shen Yu nodded and said, "Okay."
Wei Boyang's face was expressionless, and the small sword at his fingertips emitted a strange red light and slowly floated in front of him.
The sword body is bright red, and the violent sword energy surrounds the sword body, vaguely turning into substance.
With the appearance of the small sword, the hot atmosphere on the entire bridge dissipated a lot, and the chilly sword energy filled the entire street. The summer wind came out, and it was actually cool.
One of the famous swords in Qingcheng Mountain.
Dao sword Qingxiao.
When Shen Yu saw this scene, his expression was calm, as if the sword in front of him was just an ordinary short sword.
Then he waved his sleeves gently.
Under the sight of everyone, the wooden sword Jingqing soared into the sky with a domineering gesture, and then cut through the entire sky, blowing away all the chill on the street.
The wooden sword flew across the sky, setting off waves, and landed in front of Shen Yu.
Seeing this scene, most people in the room already knew that Shen Yu's cultivation had completely recovered.
Li Fugui was no longer worried and said with emotion: "Sir, he is so handsome. He is a disciple of the Dao Sect. I didn't expect him to be so handsome with a sword."
Su Mo smiled and said: "These two people haven't made any noise yet. They are Taoist monks. The most powerful ones are Taoist skills, but just relying on their swordsmanship, they will probably be famous throughout the ages."
The old devil, Guan Wuju, then said: "Yes, young people nowadays like this, just pretending. Old man, I have lived for so many years, but I still don't like it, it's a thief of pretending!"
The three guys with completely different identities in front of them showed very similar views at this moment.
....
On a thick branch of a locust tree near Mingyue Bridge, there was a young man with drunken eyes, shaking a purple gourd in his hand, raising his head and pouring the last drop of wine into his mouth.
"Damn it, let's not let anyone live anymore. Taoists learn swordsmanship, and swordsmen learn Taoism. I might as well give you the title of Swordsman Immortal."
As he spoke, a rusty long sword held down by the drunk man trembled slightly, as if he was a little unhappy with the man's words.
The Sword Immortal of Sword Immortal City.
It has always been unparalleled in the world.
