(Asking for votes) On the second day after Tang Xuan came back, a person came to visit. This person was none other than Luo Shengchuan. "Luo Shengchuan, you really want to fight me!" Tang Xuan stood in the small courtyard and heard Luo Shengchuan's intention clearly. "Not bad! In the past few days, I have challenged Yuntao, Bai Tieyi and several other new disciples. None of them are my opponents. Now that I have broken through to the fifth level, among the new disciples, only those who can challenge me are Only you!" The fighting spirit in Luo Shengchuan's eyes was strong, and he was a complete fighting maniac. "In that case, let's find a place!" Tang Xuan did not hesitate too much. Although he was not as enthusiastic about fighting as Luo Shengchuan, Tang Xuan was also a young man and had the same desire for victory, and, like Luo Shengchuan, Chuan's battle is also what he is looking forward to. It may give him more understanding of sword skills. After the two went out, they found a deserted cliff at Lingxiao Peak. A strong wind swept through them, and the two of them stood facing each other in their clothes. Luo Shengchuan's eyes were as sharp as an eagle's. Before he drew his sword, his aura was already like a sharp sword, piercing the sea of ??clouds. Tang Xuan held his hand on the handle of the Bailian Sword. His momentum was not as sharp as Luo Shengchuan's, but it was like a rock. No matter how violent the wind was, it could not shake it at all. "You use a knife?" Luo Shengchuan saw Tang Xuan take action several times, but he always used fists, thinking that he focused on boxing. "Not bad." Tang Xuan said lightly. "Very good, I hope your sword skills will not disappoint me!" As soon as Luo Shengchuan finished speaking, the long sword was unsheathed, and a cold sword light pierced Tang Xuan, extremely sharp, and before it hit Tang Xuan, It makes the hairs on his body stand on end, giving him the illusion that his body has been penetrated. "Luo Shengchuan's sword is getting stronger and stronger!" A thought flashed in Tang Xuan's mind, Qiang! The Bailian Sword was unsheathed, and the blade was shining brightly. It collided with the extremely sharp sword light, and dazzling sparks exploded. ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? The two disappeared almost at the same time and reappeared ten meters away, their swords colliding together again. ¡°Ding, ding, ding, ding, ding¡¡± The lights and shadows of swords kept colliding. One figure is as elegant as a wild goose, while the other is invisible. Both of them have top-level movement skills and similar Qi. Every time they collide, they seem to be evenly matched, but Tang Xuan knows clearly that Luo Shengchuan's His swordsmanship is much higher than his. He was able to completely take over Luo Shengchuan's sword because his soul was powerful and his perception was far beyond that of ordinary people. "Otherwise, he will definitely be stabbed by the opponent within ten swords." In the blink of an eye, the two of them had already touched each other hundreds of times. "Okay! Take my Qiu Yu Sword!" Luo Shengchuan retreated suddenly, his body temporarily suspended in the air, his eyes became sharper, as if he was about to turn into a sharp sword and thrust out. With a flick of his wrist, the fine sword light enveloped the surroundings, like thousands of raindrops falling, beautiful but deadly. "Cut the wind!" Faced with this all-pervasive sword technique, Tang Xuan chose to defeat all the techniques with one force. The violent sword light is like a huge wave, swallowing up all the sword rain that tries to get close. The "rain force" became more and more violent, from the pattering at the beginning to the pouring down. Tang Xuan remained motionless, pushing his sword skills to the limit, one sword after another. The power of the sword finally reached its peak. Tang Xuan roared wildly and slashed out with a sword, filling the sky like moonlight. In an instant, all the raindrops in the sky collapsed under the radiation of the sword light. "What a sword!" There was a trace of shock in Luo Shengchuan's eyes. The opponent's sword technique was very simple and far less sophisticated than his, but the aura of swallowing up mountains and rivers was really surprising. Under the moonlight of the sword, , Luo Shengchuan could only choose to retreat. At the same time, with a flick of his wrist, all the raindrops in the sky gathered up, turned into a sharp point, and stabbed more than ten swords in a row. More than ten collisions, because the speed was too fast, only an extremely harsh sound was heard in people's ears. When~~ a blue figure flew back. "Compared with Tang Xuan's sword that condensed his energy and spirit, Luo Shengchuan was obviously inferior. Tang Xuan's momentum was inevitably weakening, but he had expected this. Although his true energy was exhausted, his physical strength was still there. With a sudden step on the ground, Tang Xuan caught up with Luo Shengchuan like an arrow from a string. When he flew back, Luo Shengchuan's sword had already been sheathed. Seeing the black figure rushing towards him, Luo Shengchuan's eyes became blank, and he held the handle of the sword with his backhand. Clang! An ultimate sword light shines! Clang! A wisp of water-like sword light shined at the same time! ??The sword light and the sword light collided again. Luo Shengchuan's body shook, and he flew out at a faster speed, hitting a big tree, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth. Tang Xuan's body inevitably took a few steps back and stood still. "Impossible, how could you do this" Luo Shengchuan's injury was not serious. He quickly straightened up and stared at Tang Xuan, his eyes full of shock. This sword-drawing move was his proud trump card. It had helped him defeat the weak many times. Although Tang Xuan used a sword, it was obviously the same move as his. "I would also like to thank you. Last time I saw you fighting Cao Dalong, I went back and thought about it for a long time. I finally made a small success by applying it to my sword skills." Tang Xuan said frankly without hiding anything. "What, you see, I can turn this move into a sword technique after using it once!" Luo Shengchuan felt like he was struck by lightning and couldn't believe his ears. He has always been known as a genius since he was a child. Whether it is his family or his sect, he has always been the center of attention and has always been extremely confident in his talent. But now, his tempered kendo heart has been shaken, because This was beyond his comprehension. It took him a year to practice the sword-drawing technique, and he only succeeded after being guided by others. However, Tang Xuan figured it out on his own in just over ten days after seeing him use it once. This disparity made him a little discouraged, and he even had doubts about his future path of swordsmanship. Tang Xuan didn't know that his unintentional words almost destroyed Luo Shengchuan's passion for swordsmanship. However, he was keenly aware that Luo Shengchuan's edge was fading, and the look in his eyes was gradually dimming. This was not the case for a swordsman. What a good thing. With a slight frown, Tang Xuan seemed to understand. He said, "Luo Shengchuan, I can understand that this sword is also an epiphany, a coincidence." Epiphany is an extremely rare opportunity for warriors. It is rumored that some martial artists will suddenly become enlightened under a certain opportunity, allowing them to comprehend many martial arts that are usually difficult to understand in an instant. The reason why Tang Xuan said this was to help Luo Shengchuan regain his confidence. Luo Shengchuan shook his head: "You don't need to comfort me. The gap is just a gap. You can understand my own sword-drawing skills after seeing me use it once. I underestimated the people in the world. There are countless geniuses in the sect, and I am just an outer disciple." , I thought too highly of myself, thinking that I could get first place wherever I went. It was ridiculous. Even if I really got the first place in the sect, there are three other major sects in the Baishuang Empire. Besides the Baishuang Empire, the entire Yantian Territory "There are so many powerful forces and geniuses in the entire Jiutian Continent. I, Luo Shengchuan, am just a beginner in martial arts" Luo Shengchuan's voice was a little low. He sheathed his sword and walked down the mountain road. Watching him walk down the mountain, Tang Xuan stood there with a slight frown. It is useless to rely on others to overcome the inner hurdles. Real growth can only be achieved by passing through by yourself. Luo Shengchuan tastes real failure and his inner pride is frustrated. This may destroy his heart of swordsmanship, and he will be mediocre from now on. , submerged among mortals, but if he can survive this mental calamity, he may truly emerge from his cocoon and become a butterfly. Tang Xuan always had a hunch in his heart that Luo Shengchuan would not be defeated so easily. "There are so many geniuses, and I must always be vigilant about myself!" Luo Shengchuan's words can also be applied to himself. Tang Xuan understood that as he became more and more sharp and distinguished himself in the sect, he would not be able to stand out in the sect. If he is good in the forest, the wind will destroy him. If he wants to keep moving forward on the road of martial arts, he must not slack off. He must be proud but must not be arrogant.