Jiangnan Lanyue Villa Martial Arts Arena
"There is no need to put on armor for me, just a wooden sword will do." Longjian rejected the attendant who wanted to put on armor for him. He had an arrogant look on his face. He actually didn't even wear armor during the sparring match. He wore light armor and held a sword. The wooden sword looked majestic.
Seeing this, Yun Musheng immediately took off his armor and said, "Since Brother Long doesn't wear it, then Xiaosheng won't wear it either."
"I advise you to keep your clothes on, otherwise even a wooden sword can break a few of my little brother's ribs with the mighty dragon's breath."
Long Jian looked at the fledgling boy in front of him with disdain. After all, he had participated in a sword climbing competition four years ago. He was considered a senior among the generally young Moonlight Gang. I felt really unhappy after being overshadowed by several juniors.
The two stood still, and everyone gathered around the martial arts arena to watch. Yun Musheng, who always struck first to gain advantage and to strike later to suffer disaster, rushed toward the opponent like a meteor the moment the drums sounded.
Long Jian was worthy of being a senior with some experience in the arena. He easily dodged it by leaning up. Then he stood firmly on one foot like a pillar and circled Yun Musheng half a circle behind him, trying to attack her unprepared.
Yun Musheng was also smart. He turned the long sword in his hand, held the sword in his backhand and stabbed behind him. The two wooden swords collided with each other and made a loud noise. If the sword body was not wrapped by the inner strength of the two people, it would have been broken into pieces. The ground is rotten.
In the distant pavilion, Chen Wenhu was watching with interest the young people recruited by his daughter, and couldn't help but sigh:
"It is true that talented people emerge from generation to generation. The waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead. The younger generations are to be feared. I really should show that old sword ghost. I wonder if seeing these younger generations can rekindle the passion of his youth."
Long Jian saw that the young man in front of him seemed to have some tough skills, so he stopped resisting with brute force and started to use its usual routine again, coiling around Yun Musheng like a swimming dragon, making it difficult for Yun Musheng to attack When he hit himself and found a flaw, he used his best move, Yilong Breath, to hit him with his sword.
Yun Musheng was caught in a loophole a few times. Fortunately, he reacted quickly enough and combined several changeable moves with Kuai Xue Sword Technique to barely catch up. However, each time there was something dangerous, which made him gradually become upset and agitated:
"What kind of wandering dragon? I think it's a lazy snake. It makes people very upset."
Unexpectedly, Yun Musheng was so upset that she accidentally exposed her flaw. The Dragon Sword seized the opportunity and breathed out a dragon. Yun Musheng staggered for a moment and had to swing his sword to catch it, but was shocked by the powerful internal force of this move. Fly tens of meters away.
Fortunately, the sword energy turned into a hurricane in time and slowed down the landing speed, so he did not fly out of the field. The proud look on Long Jian's face gradually appeared.
Everyone outside the court couldn't help but start talking when they saw that Kuai Xue Sword Technique had returned to the world and happened to be facing a Tianxuan Sect disciple who had a close relationship with Hua Yun:
"Kuaixue Swordsmanship, it turns out that this young man is a disciple of Hua Yun, and he is considered a famous sect, but it was a pity that two years ago... Alas, he is lonely after all. It seems that this boy is going to lose to Longjian."
"Okay, okay, stop talking. Be careful to let others hear. Huayun Sect and Tianxuan Sect have always been enemies, so let's just watch the show."
Just when Yun Musheng was disturbed by the strange swordsmanship of this dragon sword, a sharp and delicate voice came from the chaotic crowd:
"Hey, I've always heard that Hua Yun's Kuai Xue swordsmanship is famous for its speed. It turns out it's just superficial, and it's just bullshit!"
Hua Xiaoqi's words sounded harsh and irritating, but they suddenly woke up Yun Musheng who was in a panic. He carefully recalled every moment when he practiced swordsmanship. Thinking about it carefully, he had only heard that Kuai Xue's swordsmanship made others unable to catch him. , if you can't avoid it, there is no reason to be played for show.
What's more, the vertical and horizontal skills he has practiced can perfectly control the output of internal energy. Maybe it was his first time fighting against someone with other martial arts skills, which made him confused for a while.
Yun Musheng gradually calmed down, slowed down the rhythm of his breathing, and his internal energy began to condense, criss-crossing and transmitting in an orderly manner, evenly distributed on his whole body and the wooden sword. As expected, the movement of the sword was much faster than before.
On the contrary, in Yun Musheng's eyes, Longjian's movement was a bit slower. He found the right moment and instantly attacked Longjian at a speed several times faster than before.
This sudden change of speed caught Longjian off guard. He quickly changed his pace and dodged from one heel to the other. But this happened to be a trap. Just now, Yun Musheng pretended to attack the direction in which he was walking, but in fact, he used the rotation of the sword body to make the sword energy. Form a cyclone.
Just when Long Jian thought he had escaped the sword move, Yun Musheng suddenly turned around and rolled the wind towards Long Jian like a dragon roaring and a tiger roaring.
This eighth form of the Quick Snow Sword, which contains powerful internal force and has extremely wide coverage, left the Dragon Sword with no room to dodge. The whole person was swept out of the field by the strong wind, and the outcome was decided.
"Okay! Hahahaha, he is indeed the man I like, young master. Look at Sanqi, the man I brought back to you is not bad."
Bei Mingyu danced happily on the stage and quickly claimed credit in front of Chen Sanqi. Chen Sanqi, who had always been gentle, touched Bei Mingyu's head and nodded with a smile.
Yun Musheng walked up to Long Jian and tried to reach out to pull him up, but Long Jian ignored him, stood up, patted the dust on his body, and left the martial arts arena without saying a word.
No wonder, falling from first place to fourth place was not pleasant. I originally wanted to find a new person to save some face. Who would have thought that the face could not be saved, and even the remaining bit was lost. It can be said that I lost my wife and lost it again. soldiers.
"That's right, that's right. The waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead. My dear daughter, you, Moonlight, have added another great general. I wish our Moonlight can achieve good results in the sword climbing competition in a few months, haha. Ha ha."
Chen Wenhu walked in from the front door of the martial arts arena with a smile, and everyone present saluted him.
"Master, I brought him back, hehe."
When Bei Mingyu saw it, he hurried forward and said with a smile on his face. But Chen Wenhu changed the smile on his face, glanced at Bei Mingyu with disdain and said:
"Hmph! If you are capable of this, why are you still hanging around in Lanyue Villa and waiting to die until today?" After saying that, he walked away, leaving only Bei Mingyu with a lonely look on his face.
Chen Sanqi looked at Bei Mingyu distressedly, but was forced by his father's majesty to dare not say anything. Although Chen Wenhu usually doted on his daughter, he had always been firmly opposed to this life-long event.
In the early years, after the decline of the Beiming family, Chen Wenhu took great care of Beimingyu because of his friendship with his father during his lifetime, and adopted him in Lanyue Villa to study with his two children. Have fun together.
Gradually, Chen Sanqi's figure develops more and more gracefully, and her face becomes longer and more beautiful like that of a lotus. At least Bei Mingyu thinks so. Chen Sanqi also has a crush on this childhood sweetheart who has grown up with him. Live with admiration.
But there is no airtight window in the world. When Chen Wenhu found out, he became furious.
Thinking of Bei Mingyu who was ignorant and unskilled all day long, and who didn't look good at any of his martial arts essays, he couldn't agree with his beloved daughter to marry such a useless and insignificant person.
Only an unparalleled hero with both civil and military skills is worthy of being the son-in-law of Lanyue Villa. Since then, Chen Wenhu's attitude towards Bei Mingyu has changed drastically. He can still allow him to stay in the villa, but he still misses the old relationship with his father.
After the sparring session, everyone saw that there was no good show to watch, so they left one after another. Yun Musheng saw Bei Mingyu's face looking like a withered lotus leaf, and wanted to step forward to comfort him. Bei Mingyu stared blankly away. All the young masters muttered:
"Does everyone have to be a peerless master that everyone is looking for? Does an ordinary person who loves life deserve to be looked down upon and despised by the world? Why do they always want to run forward? This Lanyue Villa is so big and rich. On the one hand, what else do they want to have?"
After Yun Musheng listened, she fell into deep thought for a while. After all, since she was a child, she had also longed for the life of traveling around the world with her loved ones, leisurely clouds and wild cranes.
But the tragic death of his master, the decline of the sect, the Thousand Birds Sword he wanted to get, the person he admired he wanted to see, the enemies he wanted to kill, and so on, countless variables and desires made him unable to stop for a moment. Stopping and running forward, it seems that if you take one step slower, something will happen that can never be undone.
