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Volume 3 Swordsman Chapter 81 Contest

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    Chapter 81 Contest

    "I have heard about the reputation of young hero Linghu for a long time." Master Dingyi looked at Linghu Chong and said calmly, with a cold expression, neither happy nor angry.

    Yue Buqun shook his head and said with a smile: "Children only know how to mess around, so there is no prestige. The teacher is too generous."

    Master Dingyi glanced at him sideways and hummed: "Among the five disciples, the eldest disciple of your master Yue is the most brilliant. If I don't believe it, why don't you feel proud?!"

    Yue Buqun chuckled and stroked his beard, not wanting to argue with her.

    At this time, they were sitting in the hall of Xiao Mansion. Xiao Yuesheng was sitting in the master's seat with a calm expression and said nothing, like a statue. Yue Buqun and Master Dingyi were sitting on both sides, chatting with each other.  The disciples sat in two rows.

    Yue Lingshan pulled Yilin here, biting her ears and muttering. Yilin raised her head from time to time, her bright eyes flickering, and glanced at Xiao Yuesheng. The two seemed to be talking about him.

    Linghu Chong was sitting next to Ning Zhongze, his expression was upright, his eyes were not squinting, he looked like a gentleman sitting upright, and he was quite imposing.

    Master Dingyi moved the sandalwood beads in her hand and said slowly: "I have a disciple, Yilin, who is also quite good at a few tricks. How about letting her compete with nephew Linghu?"

    "Master Tai, how can this be done?!" Yue Buqun waved his hand and refused.

    This Master Dingyi has a very short temper and is quite competitive. If Chong'er wins, she will inevitably offend her, which is really not appropriate.

    "Master Yue, I want to see my nephew Linghu's martial arts. Is it possible that I have to try it myself?!" Master Dingyi snorted.

    "This" Yue Buqun hesitated, turned to look at Ning Zhongze, nodded helplessly, and said with a wry smile: "In that case, just follow the wishes of the master."

    He turned around and said to Linghu Chong: "Chong'er, you and Master Yilin can compete with each other for a few moves until the point is reached."

    "Yes, Master." Linghu Chong nodded and stood up slowly.

    Yue Lingshan over there was still mumbling in Yilin¡¯s ear. Lin Pingzhi next to her heard the master¡¯s words, pulled her gently and whispered: ¡°Senior sister.¡±

    Yue Lingshan glared at him impatiently and snorted: "Xiao Linzi, what's the matter?!"

    Lin Pingzhi was wearing a brocade shirt, with a face like a crown of jade, eyes like bright stars, and a handsome figure. Sitting there, he felt like he stood out from the crowd.

    He whispered: "Sister Yilin wants to compete with senior brother in martial arts."

    ¡°Huh¡ª¡ª?¡± Yue Lingshan was startled. She looked up and saw the eldest brother slowly walking down the field and arriving at the center of the hall.

    "Yilin, go and discuss with Senior Brother Linghu." Master Dingyi's voice came slowly, with a calm expression.

    Yi Lin was startled for a moment, then nodded subconsciously, and then she realized that her master had an order, so she couldn't disobey it. She glanced at Yue Lingshan, stood up Yingying, walked softly and elegantly, still following the footwork taught by Xiao Yuesheng, and came to Linghu Chong.  forward.

    Linghu Chong was wearing a green shirt. Although he was not as refined as Xiao Yuesheng, he still looked upright, free and uninhibited.

    He took off the long sword from his waist, held it in his hand, relaxed his posture, and stood there casually, watching Yi Lin curl up, like a fairy stepping on the moon, indescribably elegant and moving.

    He frowned and stared at Yilin's feet, but he only felt her lotus feet moving lightly, as if they were shrouded in a mist, hazy, and it was even harder to see clearly.

    Linghu Chong suddenly knew that this was a mysterious footwork. He had seen similar footwork at Jiang Nanyun's feet, but he did not expect to see a second person like this. As soon as his thoughts changed, he knew that it must be from Jiang Nanyun.  The Xiao family lineage must have been taught by Xiao Yuesheng.

    "Senior Brother Linghu, please give me some advice." Yi Lin stepped forward, clasped her hands together, and whispered, her voice soft and melodious, and pleasant to the ear.

    "You're welcome, Junior Sister Yilin, let's order as many as we can." Linghu Chong smiled slightly. He was originally worried that Yilin would not be his match and would bully the smaller ones, thus defeating him. However, seeing that she possessed Xiao's unique skills, he was immediately eager to give it a try.  Want to test its power.

    Yilin Zhen nodded slightly, turned to glance at her master, and then glanced at her eldest brother Xiao Yuesheng.

    Xiao Yuesheng smiled slightly, nodded, and moved his lips slightly. A clear voice suddenly came to her ears: "Don't be afraid, girl, you can do it with all your strength."

    Yi Lin was certain in her heart, her bright eyes calmed down, she turned around and said to Linghu Chong: "Senior Brother Linghu, please make your move first."

    Linghu Chong stopped being polite, with a cool and determined look on his face, and with a carefree sword movement, there was a "chi" sound, which sounded like the sound of tearing cloth.

    It seemed like she was using the sword casually, but it was as fast as lightning. Yi Lin only felt a cold light flash past, and the tip of the sword appeared in front of her eyes.

    Her heart sank, her feet stepped out naturally, and then she stepped on them in succession.Absolutely, it has become a habit, it has not passed through the brain, the body swayed suddenly, and the tip of the sword pierced the empty space.

    Linghu Chong sighed in his heart, as expected, the footwork was wonderful. The sword seemed to be careless, but it was actually a strike of momentum, using five or six points of force.

    If the two of them were discussing in private, he would naturally give way to Yilin, but now in front of the two elders, it would be inappropriate if it was too obvious.

    "Hi¡ª¡ª!" He stabbed out his sword again, and the sword was faster, faster than the galloping horse. His body and the sword were integrated, and he rushed straight towards Yilin, and the tip of the sword pierced her Tanzhong point.

    Although his sword is as fast as lightning, the way he swings it is extremely free and unrestrained. It seems that he is swinging it freely without using any force, which is quite comfortable to watch.

    Yilin dodged again, her lotus feet moved slightly subconsciously, her body suddenly swayed, and she moved sideways by a foot, just missing the sword.

    "The reputation of Linghu's wise nephew is not false." Master Dingyi twirled the Buddhist beads and nodded slowly, with a look of approval on her face.

    Yue Buqun twitched his beard and smiled, without saying any polite words. He also felt in his heart that Chong'er's swordsmanship had indeed improved a lot. His sword was like lightning. Even he himself was no more than that.

    It seems that after thinking about the few months on the cliff, he must have practiced hard and had some kind of epiphany. His martial arts has improved by leaps and bounds, and there is hope for the revitalization of the Huashan Sect. It couldn't be better.

    He smiled, unable to contain his pride.

    After just a few moves, his expression slowly became serious.

    Linghu Chong's sword was like lightning, and it was extremely fast. There were loud roars of "Chi" and "Chi" in the hall, which were the sounds of the sword piercing the air. However, Yilin still clasped her hands together and kept her body posture like this, as if she were facing the Buddha.  trend.

    Yi Lin's body did not move, but it was because Linghu Chong's sword was too fast. She was surprised and did not come back to her senses. However, her lotus feet kept moving, driven by her subconscious and habits, so she looked like a statue.  The Guanyin Buddha statue looks quite weird as it keeps changing positions.

    At this time, a smile appeared on Master Dingyi¡¯s stern face, and she glanced at Yue Buqun opposite, feeling quite proud.

    The disciples next to him were even more surprised. They were dazzled by Linghu Chong's lightning-fast sword light and were extremely excited. They thought that if they faced such a sword technique, they would have no choice but to wait for death, and it would be difficult to escape even a single move.

    Yue Lingshan stared at Yilin, feeling even more excited. It was so mysterious that she could avoid the powerful sword moves of her senior brother with such footwork. Wouldn't it be wonderful if she could learn it?  !

    She glanced at Xiao Yuesheng, who was sitting in the main seat with a smile on his face, and hummed to herself, it must be Junior Sister Jiao Yilin whose surname is Xiao!

    Thinking of this, she gave up the idea. How could this stingy person named Xiao easily pass on such exquisite footwork to others?  !

    In the blink of an eye, more than twenty swords were thrust out, all in vain. Linghu Chong was even more surprised. Among Dugu's nine swords, he had broken all the martial arts in the world, but he only had no light skills. He was helpless with Yilin and wanted to observe her footwork clearly.  The pattern of her body was still in vain. She couldn't clearly see her lotus feet, nor could she figure out the direction of her body's changes. It was as if there was no pattern at all and she was stepping on them at will.

    His thoughts changed, and the sword light suddenly converged, and the sword force suddenly became slower, like an old ox pulling a slow car, stabbing Yilin leisurely.

    Yi Lin was startled, but her steps were still moving. In the blink of an eye, a dozen directions had changed. She saw that his sword power had slowed down and his steps had also slowed down.

    In this way, her figure became clearer and clearer. Linghu Chong watched attentively. At such a slow speed, her steps were still shrouded in mist, hazy and hard to see clearly.

    He sighed helplessly and gave up the idea. He wanted to use his own strengths to overcome the enemy's weaknesses, but the long sword still stabbed out slowly.

    Yilin Heshi put down her hands, and now she came back to her senses. When she saw the long sword stabbing slowly, she couldn't help but feel itchy. She stretched out her small white hand, bent her index finger, and flicked towards the tip of the sword.

    "Hi¡ª¡ª!" There was a short sound of tearing cloth, the sword suddenly became faster, and a cold light appeared, piercing Yilin's wrist.

    Yilin felt her eyes light up, subconsciously stepped on her foot, and quickly stepped back, barely dodging the incoming sword tip, and glanced at Linghu Chong with lingering fear.

    "Haha, Junior Sister Yilin, I'm offended." Linghu Chong was a little embarrassed because his martial arts skills were inferior, so he had to rely on deceit and cleverness to deal with Yilin.

    "Well, soldiers are not tired of deceit, and they use wisdom to defeat force Master Yue, you are indeed an extraordinary disciple." Master Dingyi twirled the beads and slowly praised.

    Yue Buqun twirled his beard and smiled, but he felt quite uncomfortable in his heart. Others called him a gentleman's sword, which emphasized uprightness. Master Dingyi's words sounded like he was mocking himself.

    "Senior Brother Linghu, watch the move!" Yi Lin suddenly felt that she had been bullied, and felt slightly angry. She quickly sped up and rushed towards Linghu Chong.

    Linghu Chong was overjoyed and took advantage of Dugu Nine Swords.Unfortunately, he was at a loss and couldn't deal with her physical skills, so she actually came to his door.

    With a flash of sword light, there was a "chi" sound, and it did not stab her body, but stabbed into the void in front of her, where it must pass.

    Yilin's figure flashed and transformed into two figures instantly. One was dashed by Linghu, while the other had already arrived in front of Linghu Chong and hit him in the chest with a light palm.

    Linghu Chong pierced the air with his sword and knew something was wrong. He retreated quickly to avoid the snow-white jade palm. He slashed his sword and hung down like a curtain of light, blocking the pursuit of the jade palm.

    Yi Lin was startled for a moment. She didn¡¯t expect that her movement skills were so fast. When she saw the long sword coming, she naturally broke the sword without him thinking or thinking.

    Seeing that she was fine, she felt reassured, but she also started to think about competing. She wanted to show her eldest brother that she had mastered the martial arts she had taught him.

    With these thoughts, her bright eyes narrowed, her delicate and timid body straightened up, her aura suddenly changed, her body swayed, and she rushed towards Linghu Chong, her slender jade fingers spread out, each covering an acupuncture point on Linghu Chong's body.

    Linghu Chong flashed his long sword, and the light of the sword was like lightning. It pointed directly at her palm, and it was necessary to attack her. If she did not change her move, she would automatically send her palm to the tip of the sword.

    Yilin was unhurried and did not change her moves. She seemed to raise her palm, but her index finger was slightly bent and clasped in the tiger's mouth.

    Seeing her like this, Linghu Chong couldn't bear it. He pressed his wrist and suddenly changed his move, trying to avoid the tip of the sword from her palm.

    But Yilin's movement skills suddenly flashed and sped up suddenly. Although Linghu Chong changed his moves, he was no longer able to catch up.

    With the sound of "Zheng", Linghu Chong felt a strong force suddenly coming from the sword to his hand. The palm of his hand was numb, all the way to his shoulder. It was as if this arm had no feeling.

    Just as he was frightened, the numbness suddenly dissipated, and the long sword that he almost let go was firmly grasped by him again.

    Yilin quickly stepped back and stood five feet away. She seemed to be standing there in a blink of an eye. Her bright eyes looked at Linghu Chong with concern: "Senior Brother Linghu, is it okay?"

    Linghu Chong smiled casually, swung his long sword, returned it to the scabbard, cupped his fists and said, "I'm not as good as Junior Sister Yi Lin, I admire you!"

    "Senior Brother Linghu, you are letting me" Yilin said in a sweet voice.

    Yue Buqun and Master Dingyi looked at each other, with smiles in their eyes, and looked at Xiao Yuesheng who was sitting in the chair.

    Xiao Yuesheng glanced at Yi Lin, then at Linghu Chong, and said with a smile: "In my opinion, the Linghu brothers are better."

    Once he said this, there was no objection. The people of the Huashan Sect were already devoted to their senior brother. His peerless swordsmanship made them admire him even more.

    Everyone in the Hengshan sect knew that the martial arts Yi Lin used was not from the Hengshan sect but must have been taught by Xiao Yuesheng. Since he said that Linghu Chong was one step ahead, they had no intention of arguing.

    Yilin titheed and quietly returned to her seat, but everyone looked at her and admired her for her unique skills.

    How could Yue Buqun not see that what Yilin used was not the martial arts of the Hengshan sect? He felt even more envious. He glanced at Yue Lingshan, and the idea of ??letting her become Xiao Yihan's disciple became even stronger.

    Master Dingyi doesn¡¯t care what kind of martial arts Yi Lin uses, but now she is from the Hengshan sect. With such a master in the Hengshan sect, she can feel proud and proud, and the joy between her brows cannot be concealed. Thanks to the cultivation of Buddhism  For good measure, you can still flick the beads to calm your mind and relax your mind.

    Linghu Chong frowned slightly. He didn't take the matter of winning or losing seriously. He knew that he lost to Xiao Yihan's secret skill. It was no big deal. He just kept thinking about it. When encountering Yi Lin's movement skills, what should Dugu Nine Swords do?  How to exercise restraint.

    He remembered what Xiao Yihan had said to him back then: "In martial arts in the world, nothing can be broken, but speed can't be broken."

    He has thought about it many times, and although he feels it is a bit extreme, now it seems that it is not unreasonable. Yilin's movement method only has the word "illusion" and "kuai", but he cannot control it.

    Seeing him frowning and thinking, no one bothered him. They talked for a while and then dispersed.

    Master Dingyi called Xiao Yuesheng to a stop, and they came to the back garden.

    Master Dingyi is tall in stature, wearing loose monk robes, and has a majestic demeanor, quite similar to the Buddhist power of subduing demons.

    Xiao Yuesheng was wearing a green shirt, free and elegant, but his steps were calm, and his temperament was calm and calm, as if the air around him had become heavier.

    The two of them came to a waterside pavilion. Master Dingyi didn't pay much attention to the scenery. She just glanced at it and didn't look at it any more.

    She sat cross-legged on the couch and said to Xiao Yuesheng, who was standing at the window with his whole body shrouded in sunlight: "Mr. Xiao, thank you for taking care of this child Yilin."

    Xiao Yuesheng waved his hand: "Yilin is my adopted sister. It's natural for me to be like this. Master, there is no need to be so polite."?,I heard that on the way here, I met someone from the Sun and Moon God Sect?  "

    Master Dingyi nodded: "A little devil kid is not worth mentioning."

    Then he stared at Xiao Yuesheng with bright eyes: "How do you want to end the formation outside the city?"

    "If someone breaks the formation, the crowd will naturally disperse." Xiao Yuesheng smiled slightly.

    Master Dingyi shook his head and sighed: "I have been worried that if this matter is not handled well, it will lead to a bloody storm!"

    She hurriedly came to Luoyang City, partly because she wanted to add some experience to her disciples, and more importantly, because she felt anxious.

    Outside Luoyang City, it seems to have turned into a pile of extremely dry and flammable firecrackers. Once they are touched by sparks, they may explode in an instant and be difficult to stop. In the blink of an eye, it will be a catastrophe in the martial arts world.

    She was a monk and felt compassion in her heart, so she rushed over to persuade Xiao Yihan, hoping to eliminate the disaster and make it invisible.

    "Don't worry, Master," Xiao Yuesheng smiled and didn't care: "If someone deliberately provokes and stirs up trouble, I will come forward."

    "But I was afraid that I couldn't control it at that time, and people were furious. It was very scary!" Master Dingyi saw that he didn't care, and couldn't help but become anxious, and his voice became louder.

    Xiao Yuesheng just shook his head and smiled and said no more.

    Master Dingyi proclaimed the Buddha's name, recited Buddhist scriptures for a while, plucked the sandalwood beads, calmed his restless heart, and asked in a deep voice: "Now, there are hundreds to thousands of people outside Luoyang City. If they fight, you  How to stop it?!"

    "Why bother to stop it?" Xiao Yuesheng smiled, shook his head and said: "If they want to fight, they will fight even if they are not here. Whether they live or die, it is up to God!"

    "You¡ª¡ª!" Master Dingyi pointed at him, her fingers trembling, her whole body shaking, she clenched her teeth, her eyes were like spitting fire, as if she was going to swallow him.

    I never thought that this Xiao Yilian would treat other people's lives as a child's play with such blood. No matter how strong his martial arts skills were, he would not be a blessing to the martial arts world!

    Seeing that she was so angry, Xiao Yuesheng felt a little sorry. He sighed and said, "Okay, Master, I will tell the truth."

    Master Dingyi glared at him angrily, listening to what he had to say.

    "If someone is really secretly provoking it and causing a melee, I will make a move and let the wind out, saying that so-and-so has broken the formation and obtained the sword manual to ward off evil!" Xiao Yuesheng said slowly.

    Master Dingyi was startled, frowned, and said, "Although this idea is ridiculous, it is not unfeasible. But, who do you want to be your scapegoat?"

    "Of course he's the one who secretly instigated it!" Xiao Yuesheng snorted lightly, with a flash of lightning in his eyes, showing his composure without anger.

    "Then how do you know who is that person?" Master Dingyi asked closely.

    Xiao Yuesheng shook his head and sighed: "I want to set up a Dongyuan Gang and deploy people secretly to find out the news."

    Master Dingyi nodded: "Well"

    As an elder of the Hengshan Sect, she naturally knows that there is strength in numbers. No matter how powerful a person's martial arts is and does not know the art of clones, he is still helpless. But it is different if he has a group of people to help him.

    "Besides, for a master like him, if he has a group of subordinates, it can be regarded as a kind of restraint on him. Otherwise, with his martial arts, he is invincible. Isn't it a willful act that no one can control?"

    At noon that day, there was a pavilion on the small lake in the back garden, an octagonal eaves pavilion. On the pavilion, Xiao Yuesheng was dressed in a green shirt, sitting cross-legged on the spire, with a Yao Qin on his lap, exuding a faint luster in the sun, revealing  mystery.

    He closed his eyes slightly, as if dozing off, but his hands were gently stroking the strings, and the sound of the cong-cong flowed quietly, like the water of a small river.

    The clouds from the south of the Yangtze River came curling up, and today I wore a lavender Luo shirt, exuding a noble and graceful aura.

    She came to the small lake and floated along the corridor. Her steps were light and she landed silently, as if she was afraid of disturbing her master.

    She stopped not far away and looked at the master playing the piano with his eyes closed. She was puzzled as to why the master acted so strangely. In the scorching sun, he did not stay in the shade, but was exposed to the sun.  He is still stroking the harp, which is really abnormal according to the master's nature of being greedy for leisure and hating work.

    What on earth is Master doing?  !  The doubts in her heart deepened.
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