In the sight of everyone, Ling Jianzi and Dou Ya'er both stopped.
Then the man in green shirt walked to the middle of the street alone.
There were many young people squatting on the street walls on both sides, looking at the calm-looking figure in green shirt, their eyes full of surprise and amusement.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, this Dao Sect guy doesn't take Wanliu City seriously. He just doesn't know if he has Li Yi's strength."
Someone said something, with evil intentions hidden in his words, and the atmosphere instantly became weird.
Shen Yu looked around and said something first.
"I just want a fight."
After the words fell, the young warriors not far away were stunned for a moment, and then showed a playful smile that could not help but laugh. The slightly younger ones even let out undisguised contemptuous laughter.
There were several people sitting at a wine stall on the far right side of the street, scattered here and there, including a young man with a handsome and cold face, and a young martial artist. They all sneered when they heard this.
Among them, Bian Jia Bian Yong, who once had a relationship with Shen Yu on the wall, was at the head of the table. Hearing these words, he shook his head slightly and was noncommittal.
Ling Jianzi even covered his face and whispered: "It's over, I'm so embarrassed now. How can anyone say that they only want to fight before they even fight? Isn't this already a coward?"
Dou Ya'er shook her head slightly and said, "I don't think Master Shen Yu is such a person."
Ling Jianzi asked: "Why?"
Dou Ya'er thought for a while and said, "I think Master Shen is a very good fighter. Although he doesn't show any breath from his whole body, he gives me a very... very good feeling."
Ling Jianzi raised his eyebrows slightly, "Very good?"
"Well...it's the feeling of admiration and closeness."
Ling Jianzi waved his hand and asked curiously: "What about me?"
Dou Ya'er glanced at him and pursed her lips.
Ling Jianzi rolled his eyes and said helplessly: "Okay, okay."
The silence of the crowd was suddenly broken.
A young and strong man in coarse linen clothes fell directly from the sky to the ground, and countless cracks were directly smashed into the rock floor.
He grinned and said: "A fight? Yes, if you are defeated by me directly, or if your strength is just that little, then everyone will be willing to fight you."
Ling Jianzi said loudly: "Uncle Master! This guy's name is Qin Sanzi. His level is so-so, but he has a bad temper. He likes to brag most."
Qin Sanzi rolled his eyes and cursed: "Fuck you, Wanliu City has raised you for more than ten years, and I still can't raise you, a wolf cub!"
The whole audience burst into laughter, and even the young people who came to watch the excitement were smiling brightly.
Ling Jianzi crossed his arms over his chest and said disdainfully: "I am a disciple of the Dao Sect! I am still the top one, so I don't bother to stay with a half-assed martial artist like you!"
Obviously, Ling Jianzi was doing quite well among the young people showing off in the city.
In fact, Ling Jianzi and Dou Ya'er were both children born and raised in the city. They usually hung out together and were accepted for a long time.
The deeper reason is that Ling Jianzi's cultivation talent is quite good, even scary. He can barely keep up with the first step in the city. This is because he is several years younger than others. .
Qin Sanzi shook his head helplessly, then turned around and said, "For the sake of the little white-eyed wolf and Douya'er, I have no interest in fighting with you. It's just a competition. I won't let you lose too much." Ugly."
The crowd was very calm.
Facing the descendants of the Nine Holy Lands, Qin Sanzi showed such a high profile, but no one felt that it was inappropriate.
Not long ago, descendants of the Nine Holy Lands came here, such as Hui Ke, the descendant of Lingyin Temple, or Xisi Si of Liubo Mountain. Originally, the best candidate discussed by the young people in the city was Qin Sanzi, but it was a pity that he ended up in seclusion. , so I missed those several heroic competitions.
In the city, apart from the few warriors from the Bian family, Qin Sanzi's strength was the most convincing.
Shen Yu heard this
, but shook his head and said the second sentence.
"You can find the best ones in the city."
After a slight pause, Shen Yu looked around and said lightly.
"Then let's go together."
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What I fear most is the sudden silence in the air.
On the city wall, an ink crow, which is common in the Demon Realm, flew over, bringing gusts of cold wind.
Everyone's expressions suddenly froze.
Bian Yong's hand holding the wine glass stopped in mid-air, and the sudden trembling of his arms clearly proved his shock at the moment.
Qin Sanzi was stunned and subconsciously scratched his head.
What does this mean?
One against ten?
A few days ago, it was said that Li Yi, who is the strongest among the young generation today, is not so arrogant, right?
Ling Jianzi and Dou Ya'er were also shocked. The former said seriously: "Uncle Shen, didn't you wake up today?"
Dou Ya'er shook her head quickly and widened Shui Ling's eyes.
After a brief silence from the crowd, it was replaced by unconcealable anger.
Obviously, Shen Yu's contemptuous attitude made them feel insulted.
A young man whose fists were wrapped in iron sand suddenly slammed the table and cursed: "Damn, this guy really looks down on us!"
Qin Sanzi's face also turned cold, and he said seriously: "I think you'd better take back these words. We people don't know any rules. If we can't control our temper later, we will really beat you to death." .”
Shen Yu didn't say anything, and silently held the hilt of the sword at his waist.
In fact, he really didn't deliberately despise others.
Lu Wenyu said there will be many people challenging it.
And he just wanted a fight.
After much thought, this method is the most suitable.
As for whether he would lose... Shen Yu really didn't think about it.
In an instant.
A long rainbow passed through the crowd and headed straight for Shen Yu.
It was the young man whose fists were wrapped in iron sand. At this moment, his fists burst out with brilliant spiritual energy, and the air was torn.
At the same time, seven or eight more teenagers appeared in all directions of Shen Yu, all punching him without reservation.
These are the youngest young geniuses in the city. They are sixteen or seventeen years old, and they are arrogant and similar to Ling Jianzi.
After hearing Shen Yu's words, they looked at each other and already planned an action.
People like Qin Sanzi and others watched this scene calmly without making any move.
next moment.
Without any warning, the center of the street suddenly exploded.
Shen Yu stood among them, just maintaining the posture of holding the sword, but before drawing out the sword, the eight young warriors all smashed backwards like kites with broken strings, and they all smashed directly into the big hole in the city wall.
At this time, everyone saw a spiritual energy rising into the sky like a tornado, picking up countless fallen leaves.
Spiritual energy is like a tornado.
"This move is so cool!"
Ling Jianzi's eyes lit up.
Qin Sanzi's whole body suddenly tensed up, as if facing a powerful enemy, his back was slightly arched like an earth dragon, and at the same time he stretched out his right hand to signal everyone behind him not to take action, as if he had turned into a pure martial artist in an instant.
When Shen Yu saw this scene, he said calmly: "That's fine, you can come one by one."
"If you want to live here, since you have to fight, let's just fight to win."
These were the last words Lu Wenyu said before leaving.
"Arrogant!"
Qin Sanzi disappeared in an instant, and at the same time, a large pit exploded on the ground where he was, and countless cracks spread out.
Shen Yu's expression was indifferent, and the wooden sword was half an inch out of its sheath.
The sword energy containing Taoism tilted like a flowing cloud, forming a cyan light curtain in front of him in the blink of an eye.
Bang bang bang!
Qin Sanzi's people have not yet arrived, but his fists have arrived.
Like a phantom, it crazily hits the light curtain.
After a moment of silence, the cyan light curtain exploded.
Qin Sanzi's right fist was fully drawn back, and then punched out hard.
A majestic spiritual energy turned into a tiger and went straight to Shen Yu's chest.
The latter pulled out the wooden sword behind him. The scabbard was not taken out, and the sword was rotated horizontally in front of him.
There was another explosion.
Shen Yu stood on the same spot, her long hair and the ends of her green shirt flying backwards, but her body remained motionless.
Qin Sanzi's pupils narrowed.
You know, he is now at the peak of Wufu's sixth level, Sky Breaking Realm.
Even practitioners who have entered the upper three realms for the first time can barely fight.
However, after punching the opponent's sword, his right arm was slightly numb, as if he had hit the wall of Wanliu City.
In an instant.
Three more punches were thrown out in succession.
Shen Yu held his back with one hand and just turned the fairy sword. The spiritual energy was like running water, resisting all the heavy punches, but his body remained motionless.
A glint flashed in Qin Sanzi's eyes, and he rushed forward with several powerful physical attacks. His right shoulder, knee, and two fingers became murder weapons, constantly attacking Shen Yu's important acupoints. .
boom!
boom!
There were countless fierce collisions of spiritual energy between the two.
But this time, Shen Yu's footsteps finally changed, moving back slightly.
Seeing this scene, Qin Sanzi's offensive became even more fierce.
The previous attack with the fist was blocked by the opponent's powerful spiritual energy, so it gave the illusion of not moving at all.
But now the close-quarters combat is obviously effective.
The spiritual energy in the field exploded, and only Qin Sanzi's phantom could be seen.
Shen Yu, on the other hand, seemed to be in a tough fight and could only passively block and retreat continuously.
There were cheers one after another in the field, all from the young people who had been repelled by Shen Yu just now.
It looks very well decorated, but in fact it is just a flower stand.
Facing the most deadly close combat by a martial artist, there is no way to fight back.
But as time passed, the faces of Bian Yong and the others at the tea stall table became a little shocked.
Because... Shen Yu's sword has not yet been unsheathed.
Yes.
Although they have lived in Wanliu City for a long time, Shen Yu's details are clear.
Born in a Taoist sect.
A genius who practices Taoism and swordsmanship.
Such a monster has never even unsheathed his sword. What's going on?
After a hundred moves.
Qin Sanzi's kick swept out in the air, but was blocked by Shen Yu's right arm.
Looking at the immortal sword that was still unsheathed, Qin Sanzi shouted angrily: "What do you mean? Deliberately humiliating me?"
Shen Yu shook his head and said: "When you choose to fight with me up close, you have already lost."
There was an incomprehensible and absurd look in Qin Sanzi's eyes, and he retorted: "What are you talking about? For a pure martial artist, if you don't choose to fight in close combat, your power will be reduced by half. This is common sense."
"In that case, let me tell you another piece of common sense."
Shen Yu looked at Qin Sanzi and said calmly: "Even Li Yi will not easily choose to fight with me for a long time."
Qin Sanzi asked subconsciously: "Why?"
Shen Yu said: "Because, I will die."
