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Chapter 510 The Juvenile Supreme Thirty Years Ago

After identifying that the person was Nalanto, Shang Zhengyu had some guesses about Hulk bringing him here.
"Shang Zhengyu, you are extremely intelligent, can you guess what happened to me when I came here?"
Shang Zhengyu smiled slightly and bowed and said, "How can the villain guess the king's mind be able to guess it, but since the king specially ordered people to lead the villain here, I guess what the king did is unwilling to let the others in the palace know about it."
"Shang Zhengyu, how great it would be if you were from my Xueyun Kingdom. But, take my move first and then talk about anything else!" Nalantuo laughed loudly, held the hilt of the sword in front of him and suddenly lifted it upwards, instantly pulling out half an inch of sword body!
The sword body is actually bright blood red!
The moment the sword body was pulled out, a sword light soared into the sky and pushed forward without mercy! The huge sword light was like a half-month, and wherever it passed, a half-foot-sized sword mark was plowed out in the snow, as if it were cutting the earth in half! If it weren't for seeing it with your own eyes, I couldn't believe it was done by manpower!
The whistling wind that was roaring at her was almost invisible to Shang Zhengyu. How could Shang Zhengyu dare to be negligent? The true energy flowed immediately when he was sinking his waist. The wind and clouds of the Great Wind and Cloud Palm were shot out quickly!
But this was not enough. The battle soul phantom ran from the nothingness behind Shang Zhengyu, and the spear in his hand stabbed towards the attacking sword light!
Shang Zhengyu's reaction was already fast enough, but the time left for him was only enough for him to use two moves! At this time, Nalan Shu, beside Nalan Tuo, still looked at her father with a look of surprise, and she had no idea about Nalan Tuo's sudden move.
Just as Nalan Shu was shocked, the sword light that Nalantuo slashed out casually had arrived!
The Great Fengyun Palm was broken without any stagnation, but the shadow of the war soul followed was stalemate for a long time, but the armor on his body also broke and shattered in the stalemate. Until the spear suddenly broke, it was still unable to completely block the sword light.
Shang Zhengyu's skin was blood-red all over his body, and he retreated rapidly in the sword light. His legs inserted into the soil pulled out a long gully on the ground. The snow around the gully was melted by the scorching high temperature and evaporated completely, revealing the ground that had been turned into a mess below.
Shang Zhengyu gasped heavily, his legs trembled involuntarily, but he did not fall until the end. He took a deep breath of the cold air between the world, and finally relieved the burning sensation of pain in his chest slightly. Then he barely got up. As soon as the words he wanted to say came to his mouth, he was suddenly choked up by a burning heat!
Shang Zhengyu took three steps back suddenly, and each step he took a mouthful of blood to vomit. After vomiting three mouthfuls of blood, his skin finally returned to its original color, no longer as blood-red as before.
"Dad! What are you doing!"
Nalan Shu had just reacted. She shook Nalantuo's arm and ran towards Shang Zhengyu, her palm directly pressing against her back heart. The true energy slowly penetrated into Shang Zhengyu's body to help him calm his internal injuries.
Looking at his daughter's angry little eyes looking at him, Nalantuo laughed and said, "Dad just wants to play with Shang Zhengyu. Shu'er, don't treat Dad like this."
Nalan Shu said angrily: "You want to compete with Brother Shang. Isn't it better to be in the palace? Why do you have to run into the snow and ice? Besides, how could you suddenly take this heavy move? What if... what should I do!"
Seeing Nalan Shu criticizing herself like a cannon, Nalan Tuo was too lazy to speak afterwards. Hulk, who was watching, could only smile and shake his head frequently.
Seeing that Shang Zhengyu's aura had calmed down, Nalantuo asked, "Shang Zhengyu, can you fight again?"
"Dad, you're too much!"
Nalan Shu just helped Shang Zhengyu up, and when she heard that Nalantuo was about to take action, she immediately stopped obediently. She spread her hands and pretended to be in front of Shang Zhengyu, and said angrily: "Dad, you want to find someone to discuss with me, go find Grandpa Hulk, don't look for Brother Shang anymore."
"Hu, Nalan, please get out of the way. The king just wants to compete with me, and there is no other intention." Shang Zhengyu, who had recovered, patted Nalan Shu's shoulder and asked her to retreat aside. Then he clasped his fists at Nalantuo and said, "I don't know why the king is like this, but I believe that the king will not make things difficult for no reason. Since Shang Zhengyu has taken this move, can the king tell the boy the truth?"
"Come on? What a joke." After Shang Zhengyu said this, Nalantuo was immediately happy. He pulled the sword in front of him. The bright red on the scabbard was extremely dazzling against the white snow: "This sword is called Jiaoyu. There was a piece of meteorite buried deep in the snowy mountain. It took thirteen years to complete the creation of the meteorite. The sword blade was three feet and five inches long. I just pulled it out. You just took it so hard. Why did you say you took my move?"
Nalan Shu stomped her feet and was about to speak, but Shang Zhengyu spoke first: "It's the boy who is arrogant, but General Wang brought him to this rarely-popular city. I'm afraid it's not just to find a boy to try the sword."
"As it said, why are you not from my country of Xueyun?"
Nalantuo shook his head and inserted Jiaoyu back to his waist, and suddenly looked serious: "Shang Zhengyu, I'm looking for you today to come out to try your current cultivation level, but I have something to do with you."
Shang Zhengyu smiled and said, "Prince, please tell me clearly."
"You haven't passed my test yet."
"If you really fail, the king wouldn't tell the boy so much."
Speaking of Shang Zhengyu and Nalantuo, they looked at each other and smiled.
Nalantuo suddenly looked up at the blue sky, with a lost look in his eyes, and sighed: "I was traveling in the Central Plains, heading west, and challenging all kinds of heroes during this period, and even gathered with Yan Zhendao, Duan Shaohuang, and Dongfangque to discuss swords and seek Taoism with three brothers. They were not at a disadvantage when they met a fisherman fishing in the mountains on a suspension bridge. He only used a fishing rod and a set of extremely clumsy sword techniques.
But he beat me and Jiao Yu to no avail, which became my biggest regret in his life.”
"After years of meditation and hard work, I have created a "A (e First Voice) Sword Classic" for this person's sword technique. I am confident that I can completely dissect all of his sword techniques. I will never be able to return to the Central Plains in this life, so I want to teach you this sword technique and challenge him on my behalf. No matter whether I win or lose, it will be fulfilling my wish."
Listening to Nalantuo's deep words, Shang Zhengyu didn't know how to answer, and even Nalan Shu, who was originally a little angry, didn't say anything.
No wonder Nalantuo wanted to test Shang Zhengyu hard, it turned out that it was because of this!
"But I don't understand why the king needs to pass the "Aron Sword Classic" to Shang Zhengyu. It should be more appropriate to pass it to Xiao Chengcai, the eldest disciple who was on the way up." Shang Zhengyu still felt something was wrong after thinking about it, and the refusal in his words was very obvious.
Nalantuo's face was not as happy as he saw: "I was indeed so similar before, but after the competition to recruit a bride, I changed my mind. Xiao Cheng was too obsessed with it and could not understand the essence of "Aron Sword Classic", but Shang Zhengyu, you are very suitable."
Seeing that Shang Zhengyu was about to refuse, Nalantuo was immediately displeased, frowned and waved, "Okay, after saying so much, do you learn?"
Shang Zhengyu was amused and crying. Is there anyone who used this kind of force?
However, it is something that many people dream of being able to learn the sword technique of Nalantuo, one of the four swords in the world. Shang Zhengyu considered himself a vulgar person and refused to refuse again.
In the next half month, Nalantuo and Shang Zhengyu seemed to have disappeared and never appeared in people's eyes again. Nalan Shu secretly went back to inform Ziqi and Wanyan Jing of the situation. Wanyan Jing was so shocked that she couldn't believe it!
"So, Shang Zhengyu has become your father's registered disciple? This..."
Wanyan Jing looked at Zi Qi with a look of surprise, but Zi Qi's face was still the same, and only a strange color flashed deep in the eyes.
Half a month passed in a blink of an eye. Looking at the towering Yunxiao City not far away, Nalan Tuo sighed: "Shang Zhengyu, your talent is really amazing. You have fully mastered the essence of "Aron Sword Classic" in just eight days. If you hadn't returned to the Central Plains, I would have taken you as a disciple."
"The King is too good." Shang Zhengyu looked at Nalantuo, and after considering it, he still spoke: "Your Majesty, Shang Zhengyu has always had a question. Why did you meet that senior more than 30 years ago? Why is it that he is still alive today? And can you compete with "Aron Sword Classic"?"
When he heard Shang Zhengyu ask a question, Nalantuo, who was so majestic, showed a helpless look for the first time and said sadly:
"Because when he fought with me, he was just a boy like you."
Chapter completed!
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