Merit lottery system

Chapter 112

In the first match, Song Wenjian, the chief disciple of Wudang, fought against the evil star known as Sangjian, but these two influential figures on the front of Wanjian happened to collide in the first match.

Sangjian changed from his previous desperate style of play, instead he was always cautious. The long sword in his hand turned offense into defense, but there was no killing intent.

And Song Wenjian did not use the legendary Wangqing swordsmanship, but instead used Wudang's long-famous Rouyun swordsmanship to fight against the enemy. The two sides exchanged each other, but they were in harmony, more like two ordinary swordsmen fighting each other hello trick.

"This battle is not an ordinary battle. Song Wenjian needs to suppress the realm of the innate third heaven to the peak of the acquired to fight against Sangjian. Therefore, the only thing that can affect the strength of both sides is the martial arts cultivation of both sides. In order to cope with the next competition, Song Wenjian must It is necessary to hide the cards as much as possible at all times." Le Xunyuan explained:
"From now on, all competitions need to show real skills to win. After all, as before, you only need to have a high level to win, and the situation where you don't need to use your hole cards is no longer there. And Sangjian also sees through this point, so I don't want to Making wedding dresses for others, so he always plays conservatively, in order to find the moment when Song Wenjian is slack and kill with one blow."

And Lin Mu also reacted at this time, and then said: "In this way, Song Wenjian can only hide his strength as much as possible in order to preserve his trump card. This also gave Sangjian an opportunity to take advantage of, and because of this, the battle between the two sides also fell into a stalemate , after all, the goal of both of them is to go as far as possible.”

While the two were talking, they saw that Sangjian seemed to have seized an opportunity, and suddenly reached out and grabbed Song Wenjian's long sword, and then gathered his internal strength to strike hard.

Ding!
An unexpected thing happened in an instant. The long sword in Song Wenjian's hand turned like a rope, turning along the tip of the sword that was held tightly by Sangjian, barely blocking Sangjian's full blow.

"This is Wudang's finger-wrapping soft sword. You can use internal force to turn the steel sword into a finger-wrapping soft sword. It is impossible for someone who controls internal force very carefully." Lin Mu said in the audience.

At this time, Song Wenjian, who had gained the opportunity, took back the long sword with a shake of his hand, and then changed his previous gentle style of play, and fought back desperately without leaving any room.Sangjian missed a desperate blow, and his left hand was dripping with blood, and the wound was still bleeding.

"Seven Dead Swords"

There is no way for Sangjian to retreat, and the defeat is already decided, so he suddenly uses Jue Shi to make a final fight.Gray zhenqi enveloped the sword body, and Mie Xi shot out with a deadly sword.

With an unavoidable strike, Song Wenjian's energy soared, revealing his invincible roots.The two swords clashed, shocking the Quartet.

However, seeing that the mourning sword was unsustainable, the long sword was so unbearable to the impact of true energy that it instantly shattered and flew towards the audience with undiminished power.

And the direction of the impact of countless fragments turned out to be Lin Mu, Le Xunyuan and Yue Xin.Nearly [-]% of the fragments contained a bit of sharp sword energy and almost pointed directly at Le Xunyuan.

Song Wenjian no longer cared about hiding his cards, let alone chasing after Sangjian.A burst of pure yang zhenqi erupted all over his body, and he even chased after the fragments, and the sword qi contained in the fragments was even more dispersed by the zhenqi coming out of the body.

I saw that the exhausted fragments were only a few inches away from Le Xunyuan and fell, only Le Xunyuan kept smiling calmly and fearlessly.

A sudden accident happened, but it frightened Bu Fengdi who was far away. If the very famous Le Xunyuan made a mistake because of visiting and competing in Wanjian Jifeng, this notoriety could make the entire Bu family ten years old. They dare not speak loudly.

Bu Fengdi of Le Xunyuan, who was safe and still talking and laughing, felt relieved.

"Master Le Xunyuan, you scared me. If something happens to you at Bu's house, I won't be able to raise my head for the rest of my life."

However, Le Xunyuan, who was still calm and composed in the face of a sword, now has a big change in expression, complaining repeatedly to Bu Fengdi:
"You bastard has made me suffer. Now that sick bastard doesn't come here right away? If I'm dragged away by him to make a fuss, I'll never step into your Bu's house to give lectures again."

"Sick young man? Are you talking about the Confucian sage who should be in charge? He doesn't seem to have any enmity with Master Le. It is said that the two of you are still close friends and have left a good story." Bu Fengdi was puzzled asked.

"Don't mention it, after you shouted like that, I'm afraid he will come to me in person in a day or two." Le Xunyuan said helplessly.

But at this moment in the sword competition arena, the winner is already clear, Sangjian has no saber, and he is at a disadvantage everywhere. He has no chance to stand up, so he has to surrender early.

At this time, Lin Mu took the time to ask, "Le Xunyuan? Are you really not cultivated? Although so many people in the world say that although you have a deep understanding of martial arts, you have never practiced martial arts, or even martial arts. There is no power to restrain a chicken. The kind of life and death hanging by a thread just now, even the general who has just entered the innate powerhouse, will panic for a while, but you treat it like nothing."

"Of course I don't have any skills. I usually just have a lot of experience. This kind of scene is just a small scene. At most, I have seen more than ten innate masters fighting each other. That scene is thrilling. It's death into a ball of flesh. After seeing that kind of big scene, and watching the situation where life and death are hanging by a thread like you said, it's like watching a child play house." Le Xunyuan laughed.

"Also, Ying Guanzhi, the Confucian priest mentioned by Bu Fengdi just now, what is the relationship between this person and you? You have been hiding your identity since you came here, and you have been evasive. It turns out that you are hiding from this one person?"

"It's a long story. More than a month ago, it was almost a few days before the Northeast Rebellion. I was playing chess with that kid Ying Guanzhi. He made a bet with me. If I lose, I will go to them to humiliate me." I had a month of lectures at the school of the door. Who knew that when I was playing chess at a critical moment, I was suddenly distracted by something, and as a result, I accidentally made a wrong move and lost the game."

"Is that why you have been avoiding the Confucian priesthood? Just because you don't want to go to their academy to teach for a month?" Lin Mu asked in surprise.

"Am I the kind of person who doesn't talk too much? I can talk for a month if I agree. But those nerds are all pedantic, and I will be annoyed to death by them if I tell a few nasty jokes. In the end, I really can't bear it." .And it just happened to be in time for all parts of the country to prepare for the Hundred Martial Arts Contest, so there is a grand festival of martial arts being held, how could I miss this excitement?" Le Xunyuan said.

"Pedantic? Am I too pedantic?" Behind Le Xunyuan came a questioning voice that could not be heard.

"You're alright, better than that sick seedling. Wow! Xiao Ying, why are you here?"

(End of this chapter)