Confidence, of course, doesn’t mean everything.
What swordsman doesn’t trust the sword in his hand?
Doesn't Ximen Chuixue believe that he can win?
Naturally, Lu Xiaofeng would not panic just because Zhao Mingyuan was confident that he could win.
However, Lu Xiaofeng looked at the four masters standing outside the door with a look of surprise on her face.
After all, Zhao Mingyuan did not hide his whereabouts, and people kept coming to visit him.
Occasionally, they would take action against someone who acted aggressively after being rejected.
It just so happened that Lu Xiaofeng saw it once when she came here. I found that the skills of these four people were by no means inferior to mine, or rather, they were even better.
But such a master is actually guarding Zhao Mingyuan?
Moreover, there was no grievance or dissatisfaction on their faces. Instead, they were full of confidence and sincerity.
Seeing this, Lu Xiaofeng knew that they naturally believed that Zhao Mingyuan would win, and they just didn't want anyone to disturb him.
Lu Xiaofeng felt that these people should be members of the Demon Cult. It seemed that Zhao Mingyuan had conquered the Western Demon Cult in recent years.
He has carefully checked and found that Zhao Mingyuan always leaves Jiangnan for a few months every year and disappears without a trace.
Lu Xiaofeng thought that he had gone to the Western Demonic Sect, so she naturally did not guess that Zhao Mingyuan had gone to sea.
But it’s pretty much the same in the first place. They’re not all secret organizations.
But no matter which organization, it has been proved that Zhao Mingyuan's martial arts skills are so high that people can be convinced.
Of course, that's not all that worried him.
It's because now he can no longer see through Zhao Mingyuan.
Yes, he couldn't see through it.
Whether it was Ye Gucheng or Ximen Chuixue, they both felt as sharp as a sword to him.
The masters Lu Xiaofeng had met before all had their own characteristics and temperaments. Even Mu Taoist next to him, Lao Dao Ba Zi, who had put great pressure on him, although he knew he was invincible, Lu Xiaofeng could still sense his strength. .
But Zhao Mingyuan, who was sitting in front of him now, no longer had the arrogance he had when he first became rich, nor the sharpness he had after his great advancement in martial arts three years ago. Instead, he was as quiet as the deep sea. Even though there are strong winds and huge waves on the sea, the bottom of the sea remains the same.
Lu Xiaofeng even felt that Zhao Mingyuan had a bookish air about him, as if he was just a young man who read poetry and books, and was not dangerous at all.
You must know that Lu Xiaofeng's Lingxi Finger has five senses, so he can deal with attacks from all directions.
And Lu Xiaofeng is almost intuitive.
But even so, he didn't sense any dangerous aura about Zhao Mingyuan, as if he was really an ordinary young man.
But everyone knows that this is impossible.
Lu Xiaofeng knew that this kind of Zhao Mingyuan was more terrifying.
Back to Basics.
One word popped into Lu Xiaofeng's mind.
Although, almost every warrior has heard this term and has imagined this state.
However, Lu Xiaofeng has never seen anyone who meets this level in the world.
He finally saw it today.
If anyone fits this term, it is probably only Zhao Mingyuan.
Lu Xiaofeng had never met Wu Ming, so she could only guess this way.
Zhao Mingyuan has changed so much in the past few years and progressed so fast, which shocked Lu Xiaofeng.
Suddenly, Lu Xiaofeng discovered another blind spot.
It turned out that he was just surprised that Zhao Mingyuan had made such rapid progress in recent years. Just now, he suddenly discovered that he had known Zhao Mingyuan for six years, but in these six years, Zhao Mingyuan's appearance had hardly changed at all.
Six years ago, Zhao Mingyuan looked like he was in his twenties. Now, only his temperament seems to have changed slightly, but his appearance has not changed at all. He still looks so young and full of vitality.
This discovery made Lu Xiaofeng's heart skip a beat.
Although, people with high internal strength will naturally delay aging.
Even people like Lu Xiaofeng and Ximen Chuixue who are already in their thirties still look the same as they did when they were in their twenties.
However, if you look carefully, you can still find some changes from a few years ago. It's just that compared to ordinary people, the changes are smaller and can't be seen easily.
But now that Lu Xiaofeng looked carefully, she really couldn't see any signs of Zhao Mingyuan getting older.
That must be a more advanced inner skill and mental method.
Lu Xiaofeng was completely desperate.
Regardless of internal strength, swordsmanship or realm, Zhao Mingyuan is definitely not inferior to Ximen Chuixue, and even surpasses him in every aspect. He really couldn't imagine how Ximen Chuixue could defeat Zhao Mingyuan.
It’s so admirable and so deep!
The more he learned about Zhao Mingyuan, the more desperate Lu Xiaofeng became.
In fact, before coming to see Zhao Mingyuan, Lu Xiaofeng had already gone to Ximen Chuixue.
But he didn't see Ximen Chuixue in the old courtyard of Ximen's Hefangzhai.
Tomorrow is February 2nd, there is no way Ximen Chuixue has not arrived in the capital yet. Then he was deliberately avoiding Lu Xiaofeng.
Lu Xiaofeng secretly sighed in her heart, maybe Ximen Chuixue had really given up on all feelings, didn't want to be disturbed by anyone, and just wanted to concentrate on sword fighting.
Compared to Ximen Chuixue, the god of swords, Zhao Mingyuan is more like an ordinary person.
But Lu Xiaofeng would rather face Ximen Chuixue, a sword god, than a so-called ordinary person like Zhao Mingyuan.
If Ximen Chuixue knew that his opponent Zhao Mingyuan was so powerful, I wonder what he would think?
It must be a joy, Lu Xiaofeng thought to herself.
I'm afraid that even if he finds Ximen Chuixue and tells him how powerful Zhao Mingyuan is, he will still attend the sword duel on time, even if his sword breaks and he dies.
After all, that's who he is. This is what he did during the Battle of the Forbidden City. It's still done now.
Knowing that I was powerless to change all this, I could only organize the funeral arrangements for my friend as before. Lu Xiaofeng left in despair.
Seeing Lu Xiaofeng staggering away, Mu Taoren asked curiously: "Are you really sure you will win?"
Zhao Mingyuan smiled and said: "Do you, the leader of the Wudang Sect, still lack these few taels of silver? You need to ask me whether I win or lose. Do you want to place a bet?"
Mu Taoren smiled awkwardly, "Who doesn't want money, but can you really win?"
Next to him, Gongsun Lan also looked over curiously.
Zhao Mingyuan replied again: "Of course, I must win!"
The two of them felt at ease.
Soon, the news that Lu Xiaofeng left the Yuelai Inn in despair spread throughout the capital. The number of people betting on Zhao Mingyuan's victory increased sharply, causing Zhao Mingyuan's odds to plummet, but it still couldn't stop people from placing heavy bets.
After all, Lu Xiaofeng is Ximen Chuixue's friend. This is something everyone knows, and the story of Zhao Mingyuan's pursuit of Lu Xiaofeng has already spread throughout the world.
Now after Lu Xiaofeng saw Zhao Mingyuan, she left in despair. Doesn’t that explain everything?
Even Ximen Chuixue's best friend doesn't think he can beat Zhao Mingyuan, so isn't the outcome of this duel obvious?
The balance in people's hearts suddenly tilted, and no one believed that Ximen Chuixue could win anymore.
(End of chapter)
