The old housekeeper fetched seven small tea bowls for Lu Chaoge according to his request.
However, Lu Chaoge didn't reach out and just glanced sideways at Lu Jing.
Lu Jing smiled when he saw this and didn't take it seriously. He took the tea bowls and asked, "Where are they placed?"
"Put one on your head, one on each of your left and right shoulders, palms and forearms, exactly seven..."
Before Lu Chaoge finished speaking, Gu Caiwei, who was listening to the side, said decisively, "No, if it is to demonstrate swordsmanship, why put this tea cup on someone else, just find a wooden stand."
"The wooden frame cannot show off the exquisite swordsmanship of our Qilian Sword Sect," Lu Chaoge shook his head, "Since the previous few have shown their true skills, naturally I can't hide my secrets.
"What's so good about just cutting off a teacup that's not moving on a wooden stand? Put the teacup on Brother Lu. After I draw the sword, Brother Lu's body will be afraid of shaking, but I can still cut it steadily. Chawan, this is the real skill.”
"Yes, in terms of difficulty alone, the latter is far superior to the former." Monk Yuan Xin saw the excitement and didn't mind it, so he also spoke to help, with the smile still on his face.
After hearing this, the look on Gu Caiwei's face became a little strange.
Then Lu Jing said, "It's up to you. Anyway, I have nothing to do."
After saying that, he actually arranged the seven tea bowls on himself one by one as Lu Chaoge said.
The movements were so neat that Lu Chaoge was stunned.
Lu Jing came to see Gu Caiwei without any weapons and only wore casual clothes. In addition, he had been eating melon in the corner without saying a word, and he never commented on anyone during this period.
Therefore, except for Gu Caiwei who knew his details, everyone else in the yard thought that Lu Jing was not a martial artist.
In fact, even in the martial arts world, few people are willing to put their lives in the hands of others like this.
What's more, Lu Jing was not familiar with Lu Chaoge at all, and he didn't know the latter's true strength. If Lu Chaoge got into trouble when the time came, Lu Jing might lose his life if he didn't act properly.
Therefore, his current behavior seemed a bit showy in the eyes of Yuan Xin, Luo Lao and others.
It is said that the older you get, the better you become. These people are not only excellent in martial arts, but also have a vicious vision. As soon as Lu Jing entered the courtyard, they knew that this young man had an unusual relationship with the head Gu in front of them.
Naturally, they had already seen that Lu Chaoge, a master disciple of the Qilian Sword Sect, was a drunkard who stooped to become the guardian of Gu Mansion, so they could understand where Lu Chaoge's current dissatisfaction and opposition to Lu Jing came from.
Most people just watch with indifference towards this kind of jealousy among young people, but those like Yuan Xin who make provocations have ulterior motives.
This monk from Jinshan Temple obviously had no good intentions. Once Wei Changsheng and Mr. Shen left, only four people were left to compete for the positions of the two nursing homes.
The more fierce the quarrel between Lu Chage and Lu Jing is, the less likely it is that Gu Caiwei will choose Lu Chage. It would be even better if Lu Chage could no longer suppress his anger and kill Lu Jing with a sword while showing off his sword skills. .
You must know that this is the capital, and at the feet of the emperor, it is not a place where you can commit crimes casually, and the Imperial City Division is not a free man. Lu Chaoge is involved in human life. If he does not want to be captured and imprisoned, he has only one way to escape from the capital.
As a result, there is one less competitor.
Yuan Xin's calculations were flying, and Lu Chaoge's eyes on Lu Jing on the other side indeed became malicious.
Seeing that Lu Jing was not frightened by him, after the initial surprise, instead of getting angry, he showed a stern smile.
In order to avoid Gu Caiwei's obstruction and another setback, he almost couldn't wait to pull out his sword from the scabbard.
At the same time, he said to Lu Jing, "Okay, okay, you're welcome, Lu. Brother Lu, there's no need to worry, this sword will never hurt you."
Although the last half of his sentence was a guarantee, it was quite meaningful.
On the opposite side, Lu Jing seemed not to hear what he was saying, and actually comforted him, "It's okay. You don't have to worry about my safety. Just use your sword skills to the best of your ability."
Haha, are you still being stubborn at this time?
Lu Chaoge sneered in his heart.
Lu Jing's words just now were usually spoken by seniors when they were instructing juniors on martial arts, but they were particularly harsh in Lu Chaoge's ears.
But now, Lu Chaoge is no longer in a hurry. Since Lu Jing dares to demonstrate swordsmanship with him regardless of life and death, he must make a fool of himself next, preferably so that Gu Caiwei loses interest in him.
Lu Chaoge didn't believe it. When the bright long sword flew in front of Lu Jing's nose, this guy could still remain calm without peeing his pants.
Then he stopped talking nonsense, channeled his inner strength, and stabbed out the long sword in his hand.
It was Bai Hongguanri who hit the long sword with one sword move.
It's just that the sword was incredibly fast, and it wasn't aimed at the tea bowls, but straight at Lu Jing's throat!
Looking at his posture, it was as if he was going to pierce Lu Jing's throat with a sword. Even Gu Caiwei, who had enough confidence in Lu Jing, couldn't help but scream when she saw this.
But Lu Jing remained motionless in the face of this menacing sword.
It felt a bit like the previous battle between Yuan Xin and Wei Changsheng, but everyone knew that Yuan Xin could not move because he was confident and had already thought of a strategy to defeat the enemy, while Lu Jing could not move at this time. , it looked more like he was frightened by this sword.
Don't worry, the fun is yet to come!
Seeing that the sword was about to pierce Lu Jing's throat, Lu Chaoge suddenly changed his move. With a flick of his wrist, the tip of the sword almost touched Lu Jing's neck.
The air flow caused a chill in Lu Jing's throat.
An ordinary person here would probably have mistakenly thought that his throat had been slit. He would be so frightened that he would drop the tea cup in his hand, cover the wound and cry loudly.
But the scene that Lu Chaoge expected did not happen. Lu Jing remained as before, standing there holding seven tea bowls without even blinking.
Lu Chaoge didn't believe this evil. Could it be because Lu Jing couldn't see his own throat, so he didn't know how dangerous the sword strike just now was? So Lu Chaoge aimed his sword at Lu Jing's eyebrows again this time.
He also deliberately slowed down his movements slightly so that Lu Jing could fully feel the threat of death.
Unfortunately, what disappointed him was that he still couldn't see any fear in those eyes. No, not even the forced composure!
Even though Lu Chaoge kept changing his moves and the long sword was drawing back and forth in front of Lu Jing's face, each sword looked more dangerous than the other, the latter remained motionless and as steady as a mountain.
It wasn't until a moment later that Lu Jing opened his mouth again and gave a kind reminder, "It's been twelve swords, and you haven't broken a teacup yet."
