For a time, Mr. Lu's winning slogan evolved into - Li Shaodian, Sister Xiuling only loves you.
Xiuyun felt unhappy after hearing this.
Maybe the slogan was too long, and shouting like this was not enough, and it slowly evolved into - Li Shaodian loves you.
Xiuling's face turned red with embarrassment, and she stopped her and said, "Don't shout, don't shout!"
But the more she blocked her, the louder the others shouted.
Yan Yu stood high and looked at the center of the lakeside, concerned about the outcome. Hearing the noise and noise at the lakeside downstairs, he shouted in displeasure: "Don't make any noise!"
The Hedong lion's roar was very effective, and dozens of warblers immediately moved their positions to the Yangliu area in the south of the lake.
Yan Yu had wanted to come for a long time. If the young lady hadn't always kept a low profile, she would have wanted to come from the first day of the competition.
For some reason last night, the young lady finally said something - Yan Yu, go and cheer him up tomorrow.
So she came, bringing all her enthusiasm, and she wanted to give Xie Fu great support.
Although I, Yan Yu, often nudge you, I still stand by your side at critical times.
Mr. Lu and the most beautiful man in Suzhou are not rare to me.
A group of maids from the palace moved to a bank of willow trees and shouted: "Li Shaodian loves you."
Of course, I don’t think Mr. Xie Fu Xie is Li Shaodian, it’s just to make fun of Xiuling.
I also feel that these five words are more exciting than Mr. Lu’s must-win, and they make me physically and mentally clear when I shout them out.
The beginning of love is the best interpretation of a girl's yearning for beauty.
In fact, girls are naturally reserved and shy.
Every young lady has the experience of secretly looking at a handsome young man, but very few young ladies dare to tease him alone.
When there are more of them and they share common interests in this group, their shyness will be greatly weakened. No one should make fun of anyone. Everyone is the same and has a sense of hiding themselves.
So when Pan An and Song Yu went out on the street, the young lady swarmed her with enthusiasm and unrestrainedness, and it became so natural that everyone was chasing rouge and gouache.
Others won't make fun of you, because this is human nature.
Everyone has the love for beauty, they just show a little bit of color.
They are still very cute, still very reserved and shy.
Even though they were shouting enthusiastically and behaving a little inappropriately, if they were to face Lu Wenlin alone, they would be too embarrassed and nervous to say a word.
This may be a kind of resistance and expression.
Xie Fu heard the voice of support change from Mr. Lu’s victory to Li Shaodian’s love for you.
I was surprised, had Xiuyun succeeded in instigating rebellion?
Why didn't I know this little girl was so powerful?
Lu Wenlin's voice drifted over: "Brother Xie, why are you still distracted? Do you still take me seriously?"
During the gap between words, another sword pierced Xie Fu's clothes as a warning.
Xie Fu smiled and said: "Even the ladies can see the outcome and support me in turn. Brother Lu, can't you see that?"
Lu Wenlin smiled: "I'll give it all to you, just keep Miss Wang."
"Ms. Wang, I want it too."
Xie Fu also pierced Lu Wenlin's clothes in return.
Lu Wenlin's sword edge became more and more sharp, and its power was almost approaching that of Wei Sanren.
Feng Shoudao, who was standing on the waterside pavilion, said excitedly: "Third Master, have you seen it?"
The young master is so young but has such strength.
Gu Xuan smiled slightly: "The two of them were joking."
Feng Shoudao lost his voice: "What!"
At this level, is this kind of power just a joke?
Only then did the other masters realize that this handsome man with a gentle appearance had been hiding his strength. Was he preparing to strike later?
What about his opponents?
Xie Fu was calm and composed in the face of such a powerful force.
"Brother Xie, what do you think of my sword?"
The blade of the sword roars with a dragon's roar, and the light of the sword is as sharp as a flying rainbow, so terrifying that it cannot be resisted.
It is said to be one sword but it is three swords.
Like Wei Sanren, the first two swords are the momentum, and the last sword is the front.
If there is any difference from Wei Sanren, it is that in the eyes of masters, these three swords have shorter gaps, just like one sword, which is superior to Wei Sanren's mastery.
Xie Fu was knocked back several feet by Lu Wenlin's sword before he regained his balance.
I secretly thought that I was almost killed by Lu Wenlin. I didn't expect that Lu Wenlin had such strength. I originally thought that I could manipulate the opponent with applause.
Looking at Lu Wenlin, he saw a hidden Lu Wenlin.
Lu Wenlin smiled: "Brother Xie, I have to let you take a breath first."
In Yin Chun Shui Pavilion, Ye Jinghong and Leng Leng could still remain calm, but Long Jing was already moved.
Lu Wenlin's sword strike just now was definitely stronger than that of Wei Sanren. This strength was not due to power, but to the mastery of the sword.
That day, when he faced Wei Sanren's sword, he was knocked away and submerged in the huge wave of sword light. If his opponent at that time had been Lu Wenlin, he would have been seriously injured and even pierced by the sword's edge.
But the other opponent was able to retreat several feet in the face of this sword and was unscathed.
Looking at the two people in the field, Long Jing, who considered himself to be the best master in the world, actually felt like a frog in a well.
Given time, these two young men may become the other two Gu Xuan.
Xie Fu smiled and said: "The place is too small."
Lu Wenlin looked up at the sky and asked, "How is it up there?"
"Master Lu, please come first!"
Lu Wenlin moved first, and the man shot away like an arrow from a bow.
This kind of movement made Feng Shoudao stunned, "This...this...this..."
I originally thought that my master's sword was already the limit, but before my eyes I had a new understanding again.
Xie Fu also immediately flew up into the sky, using the fifth level of the Lotus Walking Ruyi Body Technique to reach the stars from the sky.
Both of them were frozen in mid-air like immortals, with their feet feeling like they were treading flat ground.
Lu Wenlin is proud and proud, with his clothes fluttering like a fairy breeze.
Looking at Xie Fu again, his shoulders were trembling slightly, like a pair of wings, showing the strength of his muscles and bones. The clothes on his upper body were as light and thin as gauze, showing the power of rising, but the hem of his clothes seemed to be falling off and floating away quickly.
If you don't distinguish carefully, looking at it from a distance, it feels like Lu Wenlin is still and floating in mid-air.
Only a few masters such as Ye Jinghong could see this change.
As for the maids of the palace who knew nothing about martial arts, the two young masters who were fighting had disappeared. They did not know where they went to fight, and they had no idea that the two men were above the willow forest by the lake.
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Seeing that Xie Fu also had the ability to stay in the air, Feng Shoudao could not say anything else except this and this.
Staying in the air is no different than standing still on the water. This requires the support of strong and surging true energy. At the same time, the consumption of this true energy is also extremely huge.
This is why even though martial arts masters can fly by, they need to step onto the ground to adjust their breath, because flying by consumes the true energy and turns it into power.
Even after running with a horse for a long time, you still need to stop and take a breath.
In the horror of Feng Shoudao, Ye Jinghong said calmly: "Master Lu used the magical skill of Guiyun Sect's movement - Guiyun Transformation."
When Feng Shoudao heard this, he thought to himself that Ye Jinghong was really knowledgeable, and he could see the young master's background just by the physical skills he used.
Yes, the young master has learned martial arts from the Guiyun Sect, and the Confucian sects have always had a close relationship with the Nine Surnames and Thirteen Wangs.
Guiyun Sect is located in Mount Emei. It has been five hundred years since Master Guyun founded the sect.
In the Sichuan and Sichuan areas, the mountains are winding and rolling, the sea of clouds is flying, and the mysterious aura of heaven and earth gathers between Sichuan and the mountains. There has been a folk legend of immortals chasing the wind and the moon.
In the markets of Sichuan and Sichuan, Guiyun Sect is also a mountain beyond the mountains, a magical place for outsiders.
In fact, the Guiyun Sect is a group of martial artists who are studying the changes in the number of stars in the universe and the Ganges, and comprehending the eternal mysteries between heaven and earth, in order to achieve the state of unity between heaven and man.
This is the original intention of Master Guyun when he founded the sect, but how many disciples can reach this realm?
Since ancient times, many people have sought the Tao, but only a few have attained it and become immortals.
Long Jing's knowledge is not weak either: "Guiyun Mist! Even if the entire Guiyun Sect can learn this magical skill, there are only a handful of them."
As he said this, he felt a shiver in his heart. With such a comparison, Lu Wenlin has one foot in the realm of semi-grandmaster level.
Ye Jinghong smiled and said: "This requires strong and surging true energy as the foundation, which shows that Mr. Lu's cultivation level is really not low, coupled with his talent."
"Even if it is like a reed, it is as if Ling Wanqing is at a loss. It is as vast as riding on the wind without knowing where it is going. It is floating as if it is left alone in the world, emerging and ascending to immortality. It is just returning to the clouds and turning into mist."
Long Jing and Feng Shoudao listened to Ye Jinghong's words and looked in the air. Lu Wenlin's image at this moment was exactly as Ye Jinghong said.
"As expected of the Guiyun Sect's magical skill, it is even better than my Ye family's Liu Shui Xin."
Feng Shoudao asked: "Master Ye, what about him?"
He was talking about Xie Fu. The young master's strength is so abnormal. Now he can accept it a little bit. Why is this one so abnormal?
"Um……"
Ye Jinghong, who had always known everything, actually muttered, "I can't see Brother Xie's body skills, but they pale in comparison to Mr. Lu's Guiyunhuamong. I'm afraid it's relying on the strong Zhen Qi to support him.
Over time, the loss of true energy will be huge, and I am afraid that I will suffer a big loss."
Gu Xuan, who had been nodding and smiling, now said: "People are not clumsy in their skills. I think Mr. Xie's movement skills are no less wonderful than Guiyunhuamong. He even hides thousands of murderous intentions at every moment, but he shows no culture."
Lin is so skillful."
Although he was half convinced and half doubtful, at Gu Xuan's level, his vision was naturally extraordinary.
Lu Wenlin became more and more surprised the more he fought, the more surprised he became. At first, he was afraid of hurting Xie Fu, so he kept hiding his strength. As his power slowly emerged, Xie Fu responded calmly.
You must know that he is known as the most outstanding martial arts genius in Suzhou in the past three hundred years after Gu Xuan.
To be honest, he deserves this crown.
Lu Wenlin's eyes were full of approval: "Brother Xie, don't waste time, use your lifelong skills and decide the outcome with one move."
Lu Wenlin also seemed to feel that Xie Fu consumed a lot of his energy, and he was not willing to take advantage of his physical skills.
Xie Fu smiled and said, "Bring your horses over here."
Lu Wenlin said seriously: "My sword is called Dragon Teng, and it is very powerful. Brother Xie must not rely on it, and must use all his strength."
Xie Fu responded: "It's not up to me to use this sword. I just learned it from the Young City Master two days ago."
Ye Jinghong and others who were at the Yinchun Waterside Pavilion could feel the fog rising over the lake from a distance, thick clouds rolling in, and the two of them looming in the sky.
At the very center, heaven and earth intersect, and vitality flows together.