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- Chapter 334 Challenge
A sword thrust out, as light as a swallow passing through a willow branch, gliding lightly.
Xiao Yuesheng shook his head and smiled. Sun Yuru's sword was light and light, and it stabbed his right arm without any force. It was obvious that he didn't believe that he could use martial arts.
He raised his cane and clicked it to the right.
"Ding" Sun Yuru felt as if she was struck by lightning, her body trembled, and her long sword buzzed, as if trying to escape from her little hand.
The cane was neither too hasty nor too slow, and hit the tip of the sword exactly, and the timing was just right. The sword was just as weak as it could be, but before new power was born.
Sun Yuru took a step back, her round eyes widened, and she looked Xiao Yuesheng up and down: "Mr. Xiao, are you really good at martial arts?!"
Xiao Yuesheng smiled but did not answer.
Sun Yuru wrinkled her nose slightly and hummed: "Be careful, I'm going to be serious about it!"
Xiao Yuesheng made a move with his left hand and smiled.
"Hmph, take the move!" Sun Yuru was very embarrassed when she saw him acting like this. She twisted her waist, raised her chest and drew her sword, and pursed her red lips tightly.
Her posture when drawing the sword was wonderful, as if she were stepping on a white cloud under her feet. She was light and agile, leaping and thrusting the sword. The long sword and her delicate body rushed out at the same time. The cold light flashed, and three swords were thrust out at the same time, attacking the throat and mutton. Zhong, Qi Hai.
The three swords are as fast as three people striking at the same time. They are swift and light, making people feel no murderous intent, only dazzling and beautiful.
Xiao Yuesheng took a step back, slowly moved his walking stick forward, with a smile on his face.
"Ding" Sun Yuru took a step back, holding the sword across his chest, his round eyes widened with surprise.
The long sword in his hand buzzed and trembled, with cold light rippling, as if it had become spiritual and came to life, trying to break free from her little hand.
Sun Yuruhao flicked his wrist, concentrated on his strength, and the long sword became silent.
"How is it?" Xiao Yuesheng asked with a smile.
Sun Yuru couldn¡¯t see him looking like this, so she snorted: ¡°Take my sword again!¡±
With a quick step, her delicate body rushed forward, moving as fast as a rabbit and as fast as a civet cat. She rushed forward. When she was about to touch Xiao Yuesheng, she twisted her waist, twisted her right arm, and swung out the long sword attached to her arm. The tip of the sword hidden behind his elbow slid toward his throat.
This move is very similar to that of a dagger and a dagger. It is a dangerous and exciting attack at close range.
Xiao Yuesheng took a step diagonally, she swung her long sword, and he took a step just in time. The timing was so coincidental that he missed the tip of the sword by just a hair.
The slightest bit of cold air from the sword tip penetrated directly into the pores, and a layer of goose bumps appeared on the throat.
He nodded with an expression of approval. He didn¡¯t expect that Sun Yuru¡¯s swordsmanship was so good, which was rare at such a young age.
Sun Yuru's one move was ineffective, and then another one. Her delicate body followed the forward movement, turned lightly, her heels lifted off the ground, her movements were like ballet, her long sword drew a round circle, and there was a faint whistling sound.
Xiao Yuesheng's expression remained unchanged, his walking stick pointed slightly upward.
"Ding" Sun Yuru staggered, swung her sword upwards, twisted her waist to concentrate her strength, stopped her body, turned around and glared at him bitterly.
Xiao Yuesheng smiled slightly and looked at her with a smile.
She turned her round eyes and looked him up and down: "Youdon't you have no inner strength?"
"Well, not bad." Xiao Yuesheng stroked the mustache on his lips with his left hand, smiled and nodded.
"So strong," Sun Yuru rolled her eyes at him. She flipped her wrist lightly and pulled out a sword flower, which glowed with brilliant silver light. She quickly put it back into the sheath. She hummed softly: "This is not good." It¡¯s like there is no inner strength!¡±
Xiao Yuesheng smiled and said: "My physical strength is stronger than others, and it has nothing to do with internal strength."
"Then you are gifted?" Sun Yuru tilted her head and looked at him and asked curiously.
Xiao Yuesheng nodded: "That's it."
"No wonder." Sun Yuru nodded, tilted her head to look at him, and hummed softly: "I was afraid of hurting you just now, and those two moves were very crudebut you can be considered a good swordsman!"
"It's a trivial skill, nothing worth mentioning." Xiao Yuesheng nodded seriously.
Sun Yuru nodded in agreement, with a nonchalant expression, but her bright eyes stared at him, trying to see whether he was sincere or just perfunctory.
Xiao Yuesheng took two steps back and sat on a round stone under the rockery, just enough to lean against the rockery, like a chair.
He put down the crutch, straightened his legs, and stretched his body.
Sun Yuru followed him and sat down, her bright eyes still staring at him.
"What's wrong?" Xiao Yuesheng touched his cheek, smiled slightly and asked, "Are there flowers growing on my face?"
"You didn't lie?" Sun Yuru tilted her head and asked solemnly.
Xiao Yuesheng shook his head and smiled,Take out your left hand.
Sun Yuru was not polite, but she was so curious that she put her hand on his left wrist.
Her hands are petite, as if they were carved from a piece of mutton-fat white jade. They are so delicate and exquisite, so translucent and white that people can't help but want to touch them.
The index finger and middle finger, as slender as bamboo shoots, were placed on his wrist, and a cool and delicate feeling spread along the wrist into his heart.
Sun Yuru stared at him with her bright eyes, a small trace of true energy rushed from her to his inner pass, followed the Jueyin meridian of her hand, and went up to his sea of ??qi.
"Wandering in the sea of ????qi once, it is like entering an empty house, feeling bored, and quietly retreating back.
She let go of her fingers, nodded and said: "Mr. Xiao, your internal strength is still like that!Can't you practice again?"
"It's difficult" Xiao Yuesheng smiled bitterly and shook his head.
Sun Yuru tilted her head and asked in confusion: "You can just start practicing again, so what's so difficult about it?!"
Xiao Yuesheng smiled but said nothing.
"As if you have just started learning martial arts, as long as you practice hard and have strong perseverance, you can always become a master!" Sun Yuru held her little hand, clenched it into a fist, and waved: "Don't give up!"
"Then I accept your good advice!" Xiao Yuesheng chuckled.
Seeing that he didn't mean what he said, Sun Yuru's gentle and beautiful face suddenly sank. She hated men who had no backbone. Seeing that he seemed discouraged and had no ambition, she felt deeply resentful.
Xiao Yuesheng raised his head and looked up at the sky, as if he was looking into the white clouds thousands of miles above, and said lightly: "There is no need to rush when practicing martial arts. When I am healed, I will take my time."
Sun Yuru¡¯s face looked better, she thought about it and nodded.
His current condition is that his meridians are damaged. If he has not recovered, practicing martial arts rashly will be harmful rather than beneficial. Just looking at his expression, it seems that he is not interested in martial arts, but it is irritating.
Early morning
A light mist envelopes the lake, and the clear lake surface is covered with a layer of gauze, like a Qiongchi in the sky.
In the martial arts arena, shouts, screams, and screams were heard one after another, floating over the quiet valley. Most of the disciples of the Yanxia Sect gathered here and were practicing in full swing.
Senior sister Du Wenxiu was wearing a snow-white skirt and was spotless. She stood in the middle of the martial arts arena and looked at the junior brothers and sisters calmly.
She is tall and standing in the center, with a clear view of her surroundings without having to go on the main stage.
Standing among the crowd, she was like a crane standing among the chickens. With the gentle breeze blowing and her white clothes fluttering, she stood out from the crowd. Her face was as cold as ice, like a piece of suet white jade with two black gems embedded in it. His eyes are like stars, shining brightly.
She glanced over with a cold gaze, and everyone hurriedly avoided looking and practiced hard, as if someone was holding a whip.
The second disciple, Li Tianyong, was dressed in a black silk outfit, with his wrists and legs tied tightly. He was neat and tidy. He shuttled among the crowd, staring at everyone with bright eyes, like an eagle watching a chicken.
The fourth disciple, Yang Guangyuan, was at the forefront of the crowd, practicing each move with a focused expression and slow movements, which captured the essence of the Yanxia sect's martial arts.
Li Tianyong walked around the martial arts field, came to Du Wenxiu, and whispered: "Sister, the third junior sister will not come today!"
"Yeah." Du Wenxiu nodded, his expression motionless and his eyes cold.
He frowned, with a hesitant look on his face: "I must be looking for that person named Xiao again! Qingsong, there is nothing else in mind!"
"Yes, Second Senior Brother!" A young man hurriedly agreed, turned his head, his expression was solemn, and his eyes did not dare to look around.
Li Tianyong turned his head and looked at Du Wenxiu: "Sister, please tell me about the third junior sister! She is so neglected in practicing, what should she do in primary school?!"
"She knows it well." Du Wenxiu said lightly, looking into the distance with her shining eyes.
Li Tianyong frowned and shook his head: "She always goes to Xiao's place and doesn't practice Kung Fu. How can she be decent?!"
Du Wenxiu glanced at him with a cold and indifferent look, then turned his head and stopped looking at him.
Li Tianyong shook his head helplessly, turned to look at Yang Guangyuan who was concentrating on practicing in the distance, sighed secretly, turned around and continued to patrol.
Sun Yuru pushed open the courtyard door and stepped into the courtyard.
Xiao Yuesheng, dressed in a green shirt, is practicing in an open space in front of the bamboo forest. His movements are stretched and slow, like Tai Chi.
As soon as Sun Yuru stepped into the courtyard, she looked around with bright eyes. When she saw Xiao Yuesheng, she immediately slowed down her steps and walked over quietly.
She was wearing a pink Luo shirt, and she was holding a vermilion wooden box on her left arm, which was about half the width of her arm and seemed to be able to bend her small waist.
She crutched the box and came closer with light steps.He said nothing and stood quietly aside, watching him practice attentively.
Xiao Yuesheng's eyes were slightly closed, seemingly open but not open, closed but not closed. There was a smile at the corner of his mouth, and his whole body was loose and round.
Raise your arms and push your hands forward, as if pushing out your palms, then freeze, motionless, take a few breaths, then retract your hands, insert them straight into the top of your head, hold your fingers in the sky, and freeze.
It¡¯s just some extremely simple movements. He coordinated his breathing with slow movements and long breathing, which is similar to the popular folk fitness technique - Baduanjin.
After a long while, Xiao Yuesheng put his hands together, slowly adjusted his breathing, then put down his hands, opened his eyes, and a purple light flashed in his eyes.
Sun Yuru happened to see the purple light in his eyes, and couldn't help being startled, and asked quickly: "Mr. Xiao, what kind of martial arts are you practicing?"
"It's a gadget for keeping fit, it's not worth mentioning." Xiao Yuesheng waved his hand, bowed forward and stretched out his hand: "Let's talk inside!"
"No need to go in," Sun Yuru shook her head and said with a smile: "I made some delicious food and a bottle of wine. Let's go to the lake!"
"Did you make it yourself?" Xiao Yuesheng asked with a smile, looking at the basket on her waist.
"Of course!" Sun Yuru rolled her eyes at him and nodded heavily: "I got up at 3:30 and just finished it!"
"Okay - let's go!" Xiao Yuesheng nodded and turned around neatly.
Sun Yuru followed him, and the two of them walked out of the small courtyard, chatting and laughing along the gravel path, and arrived in front of the pine forest.
"Xiao Yuesheng recovered very quickly, his injuries have healed well and he doesn't need crutches.
The two of them came and sat down between Ming Lake and the pine forest, facing the crystal clear lake water with their backs to the lush pine forest.
In the distance, on the opposite side of the lake, on the martial arts field, shouts could be heard endlessly, mixed with the sound of metal and iron, faintly coming with the breeze.
Sun Yuru opened the wooden box, and the aroma overflowed. She took out a piece of coarse cloth from the box, unfolded it, bent down and spread it on the withered grass, and the two sat down facing each other.
All the wine and food in the box were taken out, a plate of snacks arranged in a plum blossom shape, a plate of steamed fish, a plate of braised beef, and two plates of fried vegetables.
The aroma overflowed, and Xiao Yuesheng laughed and said: "The color and fragrance are both beautiful and fragrant. I wonder how it tastes?"
"Try it!" Sun Yuru smiled, took out a silver pot, filled the silver cup, and handed it to him with both hands.
She beamed with joy: "This wine, I asked senior sister to buy it from outside!"
"Good wine!" Xiao Yuesheng took a sip and sighed in admiration. He took the bamboo chopsticks, picked a mouthful of steamed fish, put it into his mouth, and chewed slowly.
"Of course it's good wine¡ª¡ª!" Sun Yuru glanced at him, pursed her lips and smiled: "You, looking at the way you eat, I know you are not an ordinary person!"
"Oh¡ª¡ª?Can you tell from this?" Xiao Yuesheng asked with a smile, focusing entirely on the steamed fish.
He had never seen this kind of fish before. When he put it into his mouth, it was soft and delicate, as if it turned into a paste in one go. It was so delicious that it was indescribable.
"Anyone who is not a fool can see it!" Sun Yuru snorted, stared at him, and asked eagerly: "How is it? Is it delicious?"
"It melts in your mouth, extremely delicious, yes, good fish!" Xiao Yuesheng praised, picked up the wine glass, and took a big sip.
"This is a unique fish in our valley!" Sun Yuru pointed to the lake in front.
"So it turns out that this is in the lake, no wonder I've never seen it before!" Xiao Yuesheng chuckled, picked another chopstick, and said with a smile: "Here, you can have a drink too!"
"I don't dare to drink!" Sun Yuru shook her head.
"Yeah, that's fine. In a woman's house, drinking is always indecent." Xiao Yuesheng nodded, picked up another piece of steamed fish, and said with a smile, "Come on, don't look at it, let's eat together!"
Sun Yuru shook her head: "This fish is delicious. I used to like it and kept eating it but now I'm tired of it!"
"You really don't know how to enjoy happiness!" Xiao Yuesheng smiled and shook his head.
Suddenly there was a sinking sound in the distance. Li Tianyong stepped on the grass and strode the meteor: "You are so enjoyable!"
"Second Senior Brother!" Sun Yuru frowned and stood up slowly.
Li Tianyong did not even look at Xiao Yuesheng, walked calmly, strode to Sun Yuru, and hummed in a deep voice: "Third Junior Sister!"
"Second senior brother, after you have finished practicing, do you want to eat some?" Sun Yuru forced a smile and asked in a sweet voice.
"I can't bear it!" Li Tianyong stared at her with a cold face, and his voice was so cold that ice could form.
Sun Yuru said seriously: "Second Senior Brother, don't worry, I just didn't go to the martial arts field, but I didn't delay my practice!"
"You travel with him all day long"??How can I have time to practice Qigong while walking around in the water, ah¡ª¡ª? ! "Li Tianyong's voice was fierce.
¡°Second¡ªsenior¡ªbrother¡ª!¡± Sun Yuru said in a sweet voice as she stomped her feet.
Li Tianyong's heart softened, his expression softened, and he said in a deep voice: "Third Junior Sister, if you don't want to be punished, just practice hard!"
After saying that, he turned around and walked away with long strides. In the blink of an eye, his figure disappeared into the light white mist.
He didn¡¯t even look at Xiao Yuesheng when he came and left, and didn¡¯t seem to see him.
¡°Second Senior Brother likes to meddle in other people¡¯s business!¡± Sun Yuru snorted and pursed her lips.
Xiao Yuesheng stretched out his pen and chopsticks, picked up a piece of braised beef, chewed it hard, and said with a smile: "Your second senior brother is also kind-hearted, so thank him."
Sun Yuru nodded: "Well, the second senior brother has a cold face and a warm heart."
"I think you should practice more to avoid looking ugly in primary school." Xiao Yuesheng took a sip of wine and said softly.
Sun Yuru hummed: "I went to practice, what will you do?"
Xiao Yuesheng chuckled and said, "I am a living person with hands and feet, so I can enjoy the beautiful scenery by myself."
"No," Sun Yuru shook her head, shaking her head, and hummed: "You are here in a place you are not familiar with, and I can't be cruel to leave you alone!"
"How about you just practice here!" Xiao Yuesheng laughed.
"What a good idea!" Sun Yuru clapped her hands, jumped up, and said with a smile: "Watch me practice, it will relieve your boredom, and I won't let them talk about it!"
"No way, no way!" Xiao Yuesheng shook his head.
Sun Yuru hurriedly asked: "Why can't it be done?!"
"How can I, an outsider, watch the martial arts of your Yanxia sect?"
Sun Yuru rolled her eyes at him, shook her head and said, "You don't know martial arts, it doesn't matter!"
"Well you should ask the Master!" Xiao Yuesheng pondered for a moment and said, "Get her consent."
"Okay, I'll go find Master!" Sun Yuru stood up quickly, turned around and left.
Xiao Yuesheng shook his head and smiled, picked up the wine glass again, drank the wine, and ate the vegetables. The cool air blew on his face, moist and refreshing, which was wonderful.
After a while, Sun Yuru flew back, like a baby swallow flying through the forest, with light and graceful movements and extremely fast speed.
She fell in front of Xiao Yuesheng, sat down, and smiled.
"Master, did you agree?" Xiao Yuesheng asked with a smile when he saw his expression.
"Yes!" Sun Yuru nodded heavily, smiling brightly, her round eyes shining: "Master agrees!"
Xiao Yuesheng took a sip of wine and said with a smile: "Master is very enlightened!"
Sun Yuru smiled and nodded: "Well, there are some things Master is still open-minded!"
Xiao Yuesheng glanced at her, took a chopstick of braised beef, and his mind was spinning. It seemed that the leader of the Yanxia Sect was a conservative person!
Sun Yuru unsheathed her long sword and walked to the lake. She took out the sword lightly and danced a set of sword techniques according to the water of the lake.
" Xiao Yuesheng drank and ate vegetables, and glanced up from time to time. Her movements were graceful, her footwork was light, and her swordsmanship was elegant and beautiful. It was really a pleasure to watch.
After a while, Xiao Yuesheng was full of wine and food.
"Yuru, how about we go to our courtyard and have a discussion?" Xiao Yuesheng clapped his hands, stood up, and said with a smile.
"Sparring?!" Sun Yuru's sword movement stopped, and his round eyes widened.
Xiao Yuesheng nodded and said with a chuckle: "My inner strength is gone, but my sword skills are still there. Watching you practice sword making makes my hands itchy!"
Sun Yuru sheathed her long sword, squatted down, put the porcelain plate back into the wooden box, and said with a cheerful smile: "Okay! I have been competing with my senior brothers, and it's not interesting at all!"
" Xiao Yuesheng nodded and smiled, and he understood. He learned the same swordsmanship and often competed with each other, so he was naturally very familiar with it, as if he was competing with himself, so naturally it was not interesting.
Sun Yuru packed up the dishes, closed the wooden box, turned her left hand, and the two of them returned to the small courtyard side by side.
Early morning martial arts arena
In front of the martial arts arena, there is a square platform with a radius of more than 20 meters and a height of about two meters, which looks like a ring.
At this time, the martial arts arena was solemn and solemn, no longer as lively as in the past.
On the stage, there is a woman sitting in the middle, Wu Wanyun, the head of the Yanxia Sect.
Wearing a moon-white plain shirt, she sat in the Grand Master's chair, looking forward indifferently, neither sad nor happy. Her face was as cold as ice, and her eyes were as cold as two cold swords, sweeping across her face like a cold wind.
Standing on her left is the eldest disciple Du Wenxiu, dressed inSnow-white skirt, the whole body is spotless, pure and elegant, just like a snow lotus.
She also looked at everyone with a cold face.
On the right, four people are standing. In addition to Li Tianyong, Yang Guangyuan and Sun Yuru, there is another person, Xiao Yuesheng.
In such a small school, outsiders should avoid suspicion, but Li Tianyong begged his master to allow Xiao Yuesheng to watch.
Yang Guangyuan also begged for mercy, Sun Yuru saw the situation and also begged for mercy, but Du Wenxiu was cold and indifferent and stayed out of the matter.
Seeing that the three major disciples were all like this, Wu Wanyun nodded.
After Sun Yuru returned, she happily told Xiao Yuesheng about this incident and was happy for him, but Xiao Yuesheng showed a bitter smile.
"Get ready to draw lots!" Li Tianyong shouted in a deep voice, waving his hand: "Prepare to draw lots!"
The two disciples stepped forward, holding a wooden tube half a person's height and a person's thickness in their four hands, and slowly stepped onto the stage and came to Wu Wanyun.
Wu Wanyun stood up, looked at the wooden tube, nodded, and waved her hand.
Yang Guangyuan stooped down, picked up some long pieces of wood beside him, took a few steps forward, and put them into the wooden tube.
These wooden pieces are about half a person's height and only one finger wide. They are engraved with characters such as one, two, three, and four. They are uniform, equal in size and thickness, as if they were carved from the same mold.
Wu Wanyun looked at Yang Guangyuan, then her left sleeve moved, and a small white hand stretched out, placed it on the wooden tube, and pressed it gently.
The wooden pieces standing in the tube suddenly began to tremble, as if they were dancing to the music, and they were all chaotic and lively.
After a while, the little hand left and the wood chips became quiet.
She nodded, with a cold expression, and sat back in the chair.
¡°Cover¡ª¡ª!¡± Li Tianyong shouted in a deep voice and waved.
Sun Yuru stepped forward, moved the wooden board behind him, and placed it in front of the wooden tube.
This piece of wood is about two people wide, one person high, and about half a foot thick. There is a round hole dug in it, which can fit two fists into it.
The round hole was only a little higher than the wooden tube. Xiao Yuesheng took a glance and understood its purpose, shook his head and smiled.
Sun Yuru stepped back and Li Tianyong glanced at Wu Wanyun.
Wu Wanyun nodded, and Li Tianyong shouted in a deep voice: "The drawing of lots has begun! Disciples come forward one by one!"
So, all the disciples in the martial arts arena lined up, performed light kung fu one by one, jumped on the stage, took turns standing in front of the wooden board, stretched their hands through the round hole, touched the wooden tube behind them, and pulled out a piece of wood.
The more than 50 people quickly finished smoking, and there were only four wood chips left in the wooden tube. Du Wenxiu and other four major disciples stepped forward and took them away one by one.
Wu Wanyun looked at the disciples and said calmly: "Let's start the martial arts competition!"
Li Tianyong took a step forward and said in a deep voice: "No. 1, No. 2, start!"
Two people stood out from the crowd, flew up, went on stage, saluted Wu Wanyun with fists in their hands, and saluted Du Wenxiu and the other four. Xiao Yuesheng turned aside to show that he was not polite.
"Let's get started!" Wu Wanyun waved her hand.
The two of them jumped a step away, distanced themselves, clasped their fists and saluted each other, slowly pulled out their swords, and made a starting gesture.
Both of them are young men in their twenties, with majestic appearance and extraordinary appearance, no worse than Li Tianyong.
With the long sword across their chests, the two of them stared at each other with sharp eyes, and slowly moved sideways, gently and smoothly, like flowing clouds and flowing water, leaving no flaws.
The two stared at each other closely, moving their feet and turning in circles. The further they walked, the closer they were, and their eyes became sharper.
It was so quiet in the martial arts arena that you could hear a needle drop. Xiao Yuesheng closed his eyes slightly, as if he was opening but not opening, closing but not closing, as if he was dozing off.
Sun Yuru glanced at him, frowned, and looked at the master quietly. While looking at the master, she lightly touched his arm with her left elbow, her movements were slight, for fear of being seen by others.
Xiao Yuesheng opened his eyes and made eye contact with hers.
Sun Yuru's round and bright eyes stared with an intimidating expression.
Xiao Yuesheng smiled slightly, shook his head, and closed his eyes again, as if he had fallen asleep, and was just sleeping standing up.
Sun Yuru gritted her teeth, glared at him fiercely, sighed helplessly, and moved her steps quietly, bit by bit, to block the master's gaze from looking at Xiao Yuesheng.
"Okay -!" Cheers suddenly sounded, startling Xiao Yuesheng, he opened his eyes and then closed them slightly.
Seeing the wonderful exchange of moves on the stage, all the disciples shouted loudly, contrary to the situation where it was as quiet as the drop of a needle.
Immediately, one after another, in half a day's effort, these people had finished competing. Among the more than fifty people, four people were finally selected to challenge the four major disciples.
If you are better than any of the four major disciples, the reward will be extremely generous, a sword, or a set of high-level sword manuals.
And the four major disciples of Du Wenxiu also had to compete with each other. There were six matches in total. It was the highlight of every school, and the disciples watched and benefited a lot.
The four winners from the ordinary disciples can choose their opponents at will. There is no limit to the number of any of the four major disciples.
In the end, these four people all chose Sun Yuru as their target.
Among the four major disciples, Sun Yuru ranked third, one place higher than Yang Guangyuan. In every competition, Yang Guangyuan was defeated by her.
"But all the disciples are discerning people and they all understand that Yang Guangyuan has a secret love for the third senior sister and deliberately lost to her to avoid her being punished.
Li Tianyong took a step forward, with eyes like a falcon, scanning everyone, and said solemnly: "The first game, Chang Qingsong, versus Sun Yuru!"
Sun Yuru hit Xiao Yuesheng hard with her left elbow, stepped forward and stood in the middle of the field, feeling annoyed. Every time in elementary school, she was the most challenged and the easiest to bully!
Xiao Yuesheng opened his eyes, as if waking up from a big dream, and looked into the field.
The two of them each raised their fists to salute Wu Wanyun, then turned around and faced each other head-on.
This evergreen pine has a tall figure and slender hands, which are suitable for wielding a sword.
He has eyes like bright stars and a nose like gallbladders. He is a rare handsome man, but there is still a trace of childishness on his face.
"Third Senior Sister, please give me more advice!" Chang Qingsong clasped his fists and stuttered.
He did not dare to look directly at Sun Yuru, feeling in his heart that her round eyes were like two deep pools that could drown him.
¡°Please¡ª!¡± Sun Yuru smiled, cupped her fists in return, with a calm expression, and unsheathed her sword neatly.
Chang Qingsong unsheathed his sword, took a step back, with the sword in front and the man behind, and made a starting gesture.
As soon as the sword was unsheathed, he suddenly became more courageous and stared at Sun Yuru with sharp eyes, no longer shy as before.
"There is blasphemy!" He shouted in a deep voice, thrust out the sword fiercely, his wrist trembled, a sword flower emerged from the tip of the sword, and stabbed Sun Yuru's throat.
"Ding" Chang Qingsong's sword swung up, and he couldn't help but tilt his body upwards, his chest was exposed, he secretly screamed that something was wrong, and wanted to retreat, but a cold light flashed, and his throat became cold.
"You are defeated!" Sun Yuru took a step back, sheathed her sword, and said lightly, with a faint hint of Du Wenxiu's style in her expression.
Chang Qingsong touched his throat with his left hand. The goose bumps were still there. The tip of the sword seemed to be still on his throat, and the cold air had not dissipated.
He looked bitter, smiled bitterly, cupped his fists and said, "Thank you, Third Senior Sister, for teaching me. I'm defeated!"
Sun Yuru nodded lightly and said nothing.
Li Tianyong glanced at Sun Yuru for a few times, took a step forward, and shouted in a deep voice: "Next game, Xu Aishan vs. Sun Yuru!"
Another young man stood up. He was also tall and handsome, with slightly thick lips. He looked quite honest and upright.
Xu Aishan first bowed to his master Wu Wanyun, and then said to Sun Yuru, "Third Senior Sister, please enlighten me!"
Sun Yuru nodded, clasped his fists, and said nothing.
Xu Aishan suddenly jumped, like a tiger descending from the mountain, with momentum going forward. He was in the air, his long sword was unsheathed, and a cold light burst out.
The name of this move is "Tiger Descends from the Mountain". Xu Aishan's envoy is full of energy and fierce momentum. He has obtained Samadhi and can stand out from the crowd. He must have his true ability.
His move was so sudden that all his fellow disciples cheered when they saw him doing this.
Sun Yuru showed a faint smile, stepped on his foot, took two steps forward diagonally, raised his sword and pressed Hao's wrist, raised the tip of the sword, and stabbed Xu Aishan in the air diagonally.
Xu Aishan's body and sword were one, and he was moving forward indomitably. When he saw this move, his expression suddenly changed. He retracted his sword, twisted around and changed his moves, drawing an arc. The right side of his body seemed to suddenly appear. A huge silver scythe.
Sun Yuru took a step with her feet, her sword force unchanged.
"Ding" Xu Aishan landed on the ground, staggered back, and swung his sword quickly, weaving a dense sword net.
Sun Yuru took a step forward, stabbed out quickly, the tip of the sword passed through the sword net, accurately reached his throat, and then stopped.
She tapped the tips of her red boots, jumped back lightly, sheathed her sword, and said calmly: "You are defeated!"
She stepped forward, drew her sword, and retreated. She was light and swift, with graceful posture and charming grace.
Xu Aishan smiled bitterly, sighed, sheathed his sword, cupped his fists and said, "Young man is defeated, thank you Third Senior Sister for your advice!" - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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