On the fifth floor of the attic, a young man in black attire had come up, stood at the entrance, and hugged his fists from a distance: "Master, Jun Yu has been brought to the martial arts arena."
"Haha, Mr. Shan, today you brought a young man. From a distance, he looks like a sharp sword, but upon closer inspection, he is actually a disabled man. Does Mr. Shan think that just because he is a perfect warrior with a disability, he can fight against me?
Tiger Guard?" A young man in a yellow shirt smiled at the county master.
In the fifth-floor attic, in front of an Eight Immortals table, three young men in brocade clothes were sitting. The young man in purple brocade clothes in the middle was the Shan Gongzi of the county. He had clear eyebrows, a restrained look, and a smile on his face.
On the left is a young man in a yellow shirt, thirteen or fourteen years old, with a slightly chubby figure, a rosy face, and an energetic spirit. He looked out the window with a slight disdain and glanced at the martial arts field.
On the right is a young man in a white shirt and brocade clothes. He is fourteen or fifteen years old, well-proportioned, gentle and elegant. His eyes are constantly rotating, floating between the two of them.
"Young Master Huang, my black guard rarely loses. When it comes to gambling and fighting, you just place bets and perfunctory, which is really boring. I found this young man the other day. Although he is disabled, his left-hand swordsmanship is weird. Let's take a look.
?" Mr. Shan smiled slightly and said to the young man in yellow shirt and the young man in white clothes next to him.
"Oh, it seems that the bet is small this time. I think Mr. Shan will not agree to it. I wonder which one of the two of us Mr. Shan wants to have a bet with today?" The young man in white shirt said with a smile, as if it was a small and ordinary thing.
"Both of you can participate today. How about choosing any warrior to become a follower?" Mr. Shan smiled and looked directly at the two people present.
"I wonder what your bet is today, sir?" the young man in white shirt asked first.
"Haha, I just happened to get a Transformation Pill, which can help my spiritual pets transform early. I used it as a bet today. I heard that Mr. Huang bought a bottle of Soul Fusion Pill from Qianyun City, which is very important to the promotion of the innate
It will be helpful. Could you please take out three of them?" Mr. Shan stared at the young man in yellow shirt.
"Since Young Master Shan is in a good mood, three Spirit Fusion Pills and one Transformation Pill are of equal value, so I should obey them." The young man in yellow shirt looked at Young Master Shan, with a slightly hesitant expression on his face, and replied after pondering for a moment.
"Haha, if that's the case, that's great! I also have a Xiantian Kaiyun Sword here, a fourth-level mid-grade sword. Mr. Lu was born in Qianyun City, so he must have a treasure in his collection, which he can use to broaden our horizons." Mr. Shan.
Smiled and said to the boy in white shirt.
"Young Master Shan is making fun of you. Bucai is a branch of the Lu family. How can there be any good things that can catch the young master's eye? Since the young master is so popular, Lu came up with a five-hundred-year-old nine-leaf fern, which is a refining innate weapon."
The Yishen Pill is the main medicine." Mr. Lu in white shirt knew that the main gambling game today was the battle between the Transformation Pill and the Lingling Pill, so he followed the trend.
"That's very good, haha. Mr. Huang, Mr. Lu, you can choose a warrior to come and enter the venue to bet and fight." Mr. Shan was overjoyed and said politely.
"I heard that Mr. Huang has a warrior who is a perfect follower, Tiger Thirteen, who once faced an ordinary junior martial artist and was undefeated in nearly a hundred rounds. I think I can choose this person." Mr. Lu knew that he was just an additional participant in the betting battle.
Then he handed over the right to choose people to Mr. Huang.
"Tiger Thirteen is indeed very powerful among the warriors at the Perfect Level, but it is not as magical as Brother Lu said. Since Brother Lu has spoken, let Tiger Thirteen come over." Mr. Huang motioned to the tiger guard at the door.
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Afterwards, the three of them drank and chatted happily, chatting about some interesting experiences, and occasionally mentioned some anecdotes about Lingyun Tiangong. After half a stick of incense, Hu Wei replied that Tiger Thirteen was here.
"You let Tiger Thirteen enter the field and tell him to do his best, but don't hurt Mr. Shan's followers!" Mr. Huang ordered.
"Got the order!" The tiger guard got the order and turned to leave.
"Young Master Huang has already said that this person is just a chance encounter, and he is not a follower. You can just tell your servants to do their best so that we can all be satisfied, haha." Mr. Shan looked disapproving.
"In that case, thank you very much, Mr. Shan, for letting Tiger Thirteen do his best!" Mr. Huang ordered.
Immediately, the three of them came to the attic window and watched the gambling and fighting in the martial arts arena.
Jun Yu didn't know that so many things had happened in the middle, but he still stood upright like a javelin, motionless, waiting for the competition to come.
After half a stick of incense, two people came to the martial arts arena. Both of them were dressed in yellow attire. One was about twenty years old and had a basic level of martial arts training. The other was fifteen or sixteen years old, thin and a perfect martial artist.
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Arriving at the field, Wu Wei, a junior practitioner, and a young man dressed in yellow clothes left.
The thin young warrior Yuanman raised his hand slightly towards Jun Yu. When he looked at Jun Yu, he looked with a hint of contempt and said coldly: "Tiger Thirteen!"
Jun Yu seemed to have never seen it, his expression was calm, his hands were clasped in his fists, and after standardizing the etiquette of a warrior, he said: "Jun Yu, please give me some advice!"
After saying that, the two of them came to the middle of the martial arts arena. Jun Yu drew out the red sword, held the sword hilt in his left hand, pointed the sword downward, and raised it slightly towards Tiger Thirteen, signaling to the other party that he was ready.
Tiger Thirteen ignored Jun Yu and came to the row of weapons on the left side of the martial arts arena. He chose a dagger about a foot long. The green light flashed in the cold sky and he shot towards Jun Yu's right side.
"This battle is a battle that determines your own destiny. You must win, and you must not underestimate your opponent. Let's see how the opponent moves." Jun Yu calmed down for a moment.
Jun Yu stood still, raised the sword in his left hand, and the sword shadows were layered and swung into a ball, surrounding him layer by layer. He saw the dagger stabbing and making a "ding, ding" sound. Under Jun Yu's tight defense, the dagger did not make any achievements.
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Tiger Thirteen's eyes narrowed slightly, he held the dagger behind his back with his right hand, and hid it behind his back. He struck towards Jun Yu's right side like a ghost. It seemed that he was going to target Jun Yu's physical defects and make an immediate attack.
The speed was extremely fast, and he reached Jun Yu's side in the blink of an eye. Tiger Thirteen's body spun around, and he was behind Jun Yu on the right side. The dagger in his right hand showed a cold light and slashed towards the back of Jun Yu's neck.
"This Tiger Thirteen's speed is perfect compared to that of ordinary warriors, nearly twice as fast. No wonder he chooses a dagger to fight and stab secretly!" Jun Yu's heart sank slightly at the moment, and then he made a split-sword move like a long eye, drawing out
An incredible arc greeted the dagger from behind.
However, Tiger Thirteen had already predicted this, so he didn't use too much force on the dagger. He changed direction midway and reached Jun Yu's right arm in an instant.
When Jun Yu saw this, he was not surprised. He immediately lowered his figure and spun into a top shape, with the red light spread across his chest, and placed his right shoulder under the red light.
The red light vibrated extremely fast, making bursts of buzzing sounds. The red light and the dagger "ding, ding," reached the top of Jun Yu's right arm at the same time, and sparks were emitted from the impact.
The move failed, and then Tiger Thirteen jumped back and distanced himself from Jun Yu. He was secretly shocked that this young man with a disabled right arm used his sword gracefully and his defense was impeccable. It seemed that if he didn't use any real skills, he would be able to do it for a while.
Can't take it anymore.
In order to win steadily, Jun Yu always defended decisively. He first carefully observed Tiger Thirteen's routines and moves, and then attacked when he was confident.
I saw Tiger Thirteen opposite, his cheeks bulging, as if he was using some strange technique, and his eyes suddenly became cold. After a few breaths, Tiger Thirteen bowed his waist and shot to Jun Yu's right side in an instant.
It was actually a few steps faster than before, almost twice as fast as an ordinary warrior!
Before Tiger Thirteen could approach, Jun Yu did not dare to be careless and used Feng Xing Dao and Shadow Sword Style at the same time.
Feng Xingzhi used about five successes, and his figure was like a piece of rootless duckweed, constantly erratic left and right, dodging Tiger Thirteen's attack direction, using red light to fire out several sword shadows that looked as if they were real, and heading towards him.
The daggers kept coming.
After dozens of sword blows, Jun Yu's pressure suddenly increased. He didn't know what kind of technique Tiger Thirteen used. Not only was he extremely fast, but the dagger thrust out even more quickly.
Yudu felt a slight numbness in his left hand.
"We can't go on like this, or we will be defeated!" Jun Yu made up his mind, let out a long roar, and turned the Feng Xing Dao to 60%, fighting and retreating, and gradually distanced himself from the dagger in Tiger Thirteen's hand.
"You want to escape, you are so disabled, it's good that you can survive until now, just stay!" Tiger Thirteen was just about to pull away from Jun Yu, a trace of cruelty flashed in his eyes.
The dagger in Tiger Thirteen's hand no longer stabbed around Jun Yu as it did just now, but suddenly and with great force, it stabbed out dozens of cold rays at different speeds, and finally converged into an unrivaled cold ray.
, attacking Jun Yu in the chest!
When Jun Yu saw this, he couldn't help but feel a little surprised. Tiger Thirteen's moves were so similar to his own sword-splitting moves!
Immediately, Jun Yu also shot out nearly a hundred red lights like Tiger Thirteen, and finally converged into a huge red light, which collided head-on with the cold light of Tiger Thirteen's dagger.
"Bang!" With a huge noise, Jun Yu and Hu Shisan were shocked at the same time and fell down.
"Okay!" Mr. Shan saw this scene in the attic, still calm and smiling, commenting as if he had already won the bet in his heart.
On the other hand, Mr. Huang's eyes were a little stunned at this time. He never thought that this disabled boy, who had not seen him before, would actually bring trouble to Tiger Thirteen. He could not help but frown slightly, said nothing, and stared at Yanwu coldly.
The situation on the field.
Mr. Lu, on the right, still has an elegant demeanor. I don't know when he had an ink folding fan in his hand, shaking it gently, with a slight smile in his eyes, as if he was enjoying a wonderful game, and winning or losing had nothing to do with him.
Jun Yu couldn't help but feel a little angry at this moment. Tiger Thirteen was provoking him again and again. Although he had become more tolerant for a long time, he could not shake his mind at all in response to this kind of provocation.
But in situations like this, Tiger Thirteen continued to despise himself with his eyes and words, which made it difficult for Jun Yu to tolerate the opportunity to show off in front of the prince of the county.
"Brother Tiger, I have already learned his skills. Now, please show me the left-handed swordsmanship of a disabled person like me!" Jun Yu said in a low voice, filled with anger.
"I thought you were disabled and only knew how to defend, so let me see." Tiger Thirteen had other plans in mind at this time. He was originally similar to an assassin and was good at sneak attacks. Taking the initiative to attack was not his strong point.
He is now eager for Jun Yu to attack as soon as possible so that he can expose his flaws and let him achieve success with one move.;