Chapter 73 Ming Daolei, Du Xinli

Author: Lotus Leaf Bubble Gum

After the words fell, a sturdy man stood up.

Jiang Chacha and others, as well as many people present, knew this person - Guan Songtao, the current leader of the Guanzhong Knife Sect.

"Ha, boy, let me test your skills with my big sword!"

As soon as Guan Songtao came on the stage, he started to fight with Jiang Ershi.

When the swords connected, the sonorous sound and the gusts of cold wind swept across the entire place, and everyone watched the battle between the two attentively.

No matter in terms of physique, age or even the size of weapons, Guan Songtao is 10% better than Jiang Ershi.

But no one is confident that Guan Songtao will win.

In the past two days, every disciple who faced the battle in Tianji Pavilion was shocked to a degree that no one expected.

The disciples of Tianji Pavilion have already achieved their own achievements at a young age.

No one will look down upon Tianji Pavilion casually anymore.

The Guanzhong Fierce Sword's moves were really fierce, and Jiang Ershi also felt the pressure during the battle.

The battle between the two was very stalemate, and it was hard to tell them apart. Each move was very interesting to watch.

Jiang Ershi was able to learn some new moves from the fierce moves of the sword. Finally, with the help of very strong internal force and the support of the Qingshuang Sword, the tip of the sword touched the ground and then flew to the top of Guan Songtao's head.

Then when Guan Songtao swung the sword again, he put away the Qingshuang Sword and pointed it at Guan Songtao's face.

Jiang Ershi narrowly won.

Guan Songtao laughed heartily, shouted cheerfully, and walked off the stage with Jiang Ershi.

It was already noon, and as soon as the session ended, everyone began to slowly disperse to have lunch.

The afternoon game came quickly. In the morning, it was interrupted by the adult man from the Towering Sword Pavilion. In the afternoon, Duan Qingshan's group continued to challenge each sect step by step. When the sun was surrounded by a little red, Duan Qingshan's group continued to challenge each sect.

Finally, a relatively young disciple came out of Qingshan. After taking the stage, he directly announced that he wanted to challenge the Green Bamboo Sword Technique.

Jiang Chacha stretched her neck, the Green Bamboo Villa, which was more mysterious than their Tianji Pavilion, was finally about to appear!

Everyone is looking forward to it.

Not far from the Zhengrong Jiange, a young man in green stood up and walked towards the stage.

"Wow! So handsome!" As soon as Jiang Chacha said, the men around her, big and small, all looked at the young man in green with sullen faces.

His face was as dark as ever, and his eyes were gleaming coldly.

People from other sects around Tianji Pavilion felt a sudden chill coming over their whole bodies. They felt inexplicable and couldn't help but pull on their clothes.

The voices talking to each other did not stop:

"Alas! Why does this man look so skilled? Do you know what the origin of this kid is?"

"You don't know this person? You are so ignorant!

This young man in green is a genius among the younger generation of Green Bamboo Villa who has mastered Green Bamboo Sword Technique to 80%! He is considered the leader of the younger generation of Green Bamboo Sword Technique!"

"Ah? So powerful? This is the first time that this young man is invited to appear? Wouldn't that be overqualified? The disciple of Duan Qingshan seems to be of little reputation, so he is no match for this young man!"

"What kind of boy is this boy? When I tell him his name, you will know who this boy is!

Listen up! This young man in green is the youngest direct disciple of the martial arts leader at Green Bamboo Villa, Ming Daolei!"

"What! He is Ming Daolei! That's really overkill! The Dongrong Ming family is a big family, and Ming Daolei is considered the leader of the younger generation of the Ming family.

But—how do you know so clearly?”

"Aren't you talking nonsense! We are also people who practice swordsmanship. Of course we have studied the swordsmanship sects of the Tiansheng Dynasty! After our research, we admire the green bamboo swordsmanship very much!

Compared with the Green Bamboo Sword Technique, the Zhengrong Sword Technique, which means softness, is very distinctive, while the Green Bamboo Sword Technique means refreshing."

"Refreshing? What does this mean?"

"It means that it is refreshing and refreshing! No blood will be shed when the sword is passed, this is pure! One sword seals the throat without leaving any trouble, this is refreshing!"

"Oh! You researched it so thoroughly!"

"Of course, didn't I say that what we admired most before was the Green Bamboo Sword Technique, but today, we have changed. Compared to the Green Bamboo Sword Technique, we have other objects of respect!"

"Oh? Who is it?"

"Hey - that's right there! The one from Tianji Pavilion!"

"Oh~ I'm curious when you say that. You said that if the swordsman from Tianji Pavilion is compared with the green bamboo swordsman, who can be better?"

"Who knows, but I am still very optimistic about Tianji Pavilion..."

The people at Jiangcha Coffee Table also listened to what these people said completely, and at the same time their interest was aroused.

"Second brother! Do you think you can beat this Ming Daolei? I think you can! I'm optimistic about you!"

Jiang Shiyuan had been being guarded by Jiang Wenyuan to prevent him from getting excited and could not control himself when he came on stage. At this time, he was a little excited after hearing the people around him talking, and his heart was itching, so he wanted to encourage Jiang Ershi.

At this time, the two people were already fighting on the stage, one was bare-handed and the other was skilled in swordsmanship. They were evenly matched in the fight.

Jiang Ershi frowned, why did he feel that Duan Qingshan's disciple seemed to be deliberately concealing his strength?

Hearing Jiang Shiyuan's voice, Jiang Ershi didn't react much. Even without fighting and just observing with his naked eyes, he could figure out some of the opponent's moves. At this time, he didn't seem eager to see if he could fight.

But not long after, when he discovered that he was using the Green Bamboo Sword Technique faster and faster because of Ming Daolei, and that he could no longer see his moves clearly with the naked eye, Jiang Ershi felt eager in his heart.

He suddenly wanted to step forward and compete with Ming Daolei.

Ming Daolei's subtractions on the field were getting faster and faster, but the Duanqingshan disciple was not at all disturbed by Ming Daolei's attacks. He was actually dodging and attacking in a very orderly manner!

Anyone who understands now can see that this disciple of Duan Qingshan actually deliberately hid his strength in the previous matches.

They all even felt that even when this man was fighting Ming Daolei, he did not show his true strength!

Ming Daolei's swordsmanship started to visibly fluster, and there was a trace of clear anger in his solemn expression.

Ming Daolei was in disarray, but the Duanqingshan disciple seized the opportunity and punched Ming Daolei off the stage.

The Duan Qingshan disciple seemed to have red eyes and followed Ming Daolei down the stage, and then he was about to take action again under the astonished eyes of everyone.

It seemed like there was some kind of hatred between the two of them!

"Du Xinli! Stop!"

A loud shout came from the place where the Green Bamboo Villa faction was located.

The movement of the Duan Qingshan disciple obviously stagnated for a moment, and then he didn't flinch and punched directly, avoiding the sword that Ming Daolei swung out in panic, and landed the heavy fist directly on Ming Daolei's chest.

"Du Xinli!!! How dare you!!!"

The middle-aged man's eyes were split when he saw this scene. When he quickly caught up, he drew his sword and stabbed Du Xinli's chest from behind.

"puff--"

"puff!"

Ming Daolei and Du Xinli vomited blood one after another. When the former saw the middle-aged man stabbing the sword into Du Xinli's chest, the former's eyes widened with pain and strong complex emotions.

The latter turned around with difficulty, letting the sword circle in his chest, and after spitting out another mouthful of blood, he looked at the middle-aged man with sarcastic eyes, and the smile at the corner of his mouth grew bigger and bigger.
Chapter completed!