"This sword technique is called "Flying Sword Technique". You may not have heard of it, but after the Eight Destiny Sword Contest begins, it will be famous in Nanling!" The young man said, and then set out his sword at Lin Chen again. It was really like the battle became more and more courageous, with one sword faster than the other!
Lin Chen could not tolerate much thinking. Seeing that the sword stabbed towards him one after another, Lin Chen quickly waved the Yue Jiao sword in his hand to deal with it, but what he used at this moment was not the "Taibai Sword Technique" that he had mastered the most skillful, but the "Chunjiang Flower Moon Sword".
In the Sutra Library of Taibai Sword Mountain, there is a collection of the rubbing sword score of "Spring River Flower Moon Sword", and Lin Chen himself has practiced this sword technique, but when he got the full version of "Spring River Flower Moon Sword" from the hands of the boy named Zhang Zhijin in Ping'an Town, he realized how profound and mysterious this sword technique is.
Lin Chen's movements were not fast. In fact, after he practiced the complete sword technique, he realized that this sword technique did not necessarily need to be fast. The subtlety of it is that it is sometimes like a slowly flowing stream, sometimes like the turbulent Yangtze River. When those who practice it can master and use the clever method of leveraging force to fight, it can perfectly change between the two.
"I have seen many people who use this swordsmanship, but their level is not as good as you!" the young man said. If he surprised Lin Chen before, then Lin Chen at this moment surprised him.
"Thank you for your praise!" Lin Chen smiled and calmly responded to the opponent's offensive.
In a blink of an eye, the two of them had already fought for dozens of rounds.
Finally, after being repelled for several steps, the young man suddenly stopped, took the long sword in his hand back into the scabbard, and said, "Don't fight!"
"Hmm?" Lin Chen looked at the other party.
However, the young man didn't say anything more. He just looked at Lin Chen deeply, then turned around, waved his hand as he walked, and said, "Let's get here today. When the Eight Destiny Sword Contest begins, we will fight on that ring again!"
After he finished speaking, he passed through the crowd without looking back, and his figure disappeared into the endless sea of ​​people.
"It's still strange." Lin Chen shook his head, but secretly remembered the person in his heart. The opponent's swordsmanship was quite tricky, and as an opponent, it was worth a fight.
However, it is not the time to think about these things.
Lin Chen did not immediately retract the Yue Jiao sword in his hand into the scabbard, but turned his head, glanced at the crowd outside the field, and asked, "But anyone else wants to come forward to challenge?"
Outside the field, when everyone heard this, they gathered together, but no one took a step forward.
Finally, Lin Chen looked at the rich man standing beside him and asked, "This old man, since that's the case, am I already winning at this moment?"
The rich man smiled and said, "This young man has lost two consecutive times at this moment, and there is no one to challenge him outside the field, so he will naturally win. Please ask this young man to stand aside and wait for a while."
"Yes." Lin Chen nodded, walked out of the competition venue, and walked to Mu Jiawang's side.
"Second brother, what happened to that person just now?" Mu Jiawang looked at Lin Chen and asked in confusion.
"I don't know..." Lin Chen shook his head and smiled: "But he should be a very good opponent."
Soon, someone bent through the crowd, walked to Lin Chen and Mu Jiawang, and whispered: "Two young men, please come with the villain!"
The man took Lin Chen and Mu Jiawang out of the crowd and walked to a place outside the field. Unlike the place where they stood before, there were some chairs and some melon seeds and peanuts here. Although the location was a bit far away, if you sat here and looked at the venue for the competition, it would have no effect at all.
"Two young men, please sit down. If there is anything, just order the villain." The man said respectfully, then stepped back and stood quietly aside.
"Then let's sit down." Lin Chen smiled and said, lying on a chair beside him without hesitation.
"Comfortable!" He sighed. After riding on horseback for so many days, Lin Chen had not sat down so comfortably for a long time.
The competition continued. Lin Chen lay on the chair, his eyes passed over the crowd, and looked into the venue of the competition. But after looking for a while, he shook his head, simply closed his eyes and rested on his own.
Most of the people who come here are strong men. Lin Chen had carefully observed it before and found that although there are many people here, not many people who are truly good at martial arts. Most of them only use more arrogant fist skills, so there is no suspense from the beginning of this competition.
After about an hour, Lin Chen was woken up by Mu Jiawang.
The competition is finally over.
A total of people won, and they were taken to a yard. In the yard, the rich man sat on a chair. When he saw everyone walking in, he smiled and waved his hand and said, "Please sit down."
Everyone nodded and found a seat nearby to sit down.
The rich man picked up a cup of tea in front of him and smiled, "All the heroes have passed through several competitions. I guess they are already a little tired at this moment, right? Why not drink a sip of tea and moisten your throat first, and then listen to me slowly."
Someone waved his hand and said, "No, if you have anything to do, just say it!"
The rich man took a sip of tea and put down the teacup in his hand. Then he slowly spoke: "Actually, this is the case... I have a young son. This boy has never liked reading since he was a child, but his talent was mediocre and he had no chance to be from Zangjian Villa. But the emperor pays off. I heard that Zangjian Villa will hold an event called "Eight Destinations on Swords". At that time, countless heroes will come here, so I became interested..."
When this rich man said this, the meaning was actually very obvious.
He had a young son who liked to dance with guns and sticks since he was a child, but he had no way to become a disciple. Therefore, in addition to providing guest rooms for these people in the world, the most important thing is to find an excellent master for his son.
When everyone heard this, their faces had different expressions...
Chapter completed!