Lu Ming leaped with the opponent's strength, and the peak swordsman's unfast speed suddenly increased by several points. As he crossed the air, the sword in his hand was extremely tricky and pulled backwards. It was the sharpest move among the three immortal swords in the death series!
Jiang Yaoyang only felt a lighter on the sword, a figure flashed in front of him, and then a gust of wind came from behind his heart, with a burst of coldness that penetrated his body. Unexpectedly, his speed was faster, and this swordsmanship was so sharp!
Fortunately, he was not strong enough, so he could still react. After he caught the sword, he would immediately destroy him!
Jiang Yaoyang hurriedly placed the square-headed single-edged sword across his vital parts. At the same time, he quickly turned around, and the square-headed single-edged sword accurately intercepted the wooden sword. He quickly mobilized the sword energy, and the torrent filled his sword like a torrent.
Lu Ming immediately mobilized all the power that could be used in the Great Swordsman realm, stabbed it with a sword, and rushed directly before the opponent's force was exerted. He pointed it heavily on the opponent's sword, calmly as usual.
When the two swords fought, a muffled sound suddenly broke out. Jiang Yaoyang felt like the fish that jumped out of the water and wanted to breathe, but it was directly strangled by someone's throat and his chest was extremely stuffy.
But, I have already lost!
Jiang Yaoyang stared blankly at the wooden sword that was pointing on his sword. He had only blocked it once, but Lu Ming had already stabbed it two swords. If his sword edge slightly tilted, even the wooden sword could make him feel refreshed. He did not want to kill him.
Jiang Yaoyang looked up at Lu Ming. The immature face was still extremely calm. He defeated himself, but he was not as happy as others. He was as plain as doing his most ordinary things.
But, did you lose like that?
In the sword-making realm, Lu Ming is lower than himself, and there are still many. In the sword-making process, his own sword is just a good sword. He is just a wooden sword. He lost like this. So what are the faces to face the people he knows in the future?
Jiang Yaoyang was very unwilling to accept it. Thinking of all the things that happened in the future, his face immediately became ferocious. With a hysterical roar, the sword in his hand swung the wooden sword pointing to his sword, and all the sword energy of the master of the sword suddenly rushed out.
The mentor beside him was shocked: "Jiang Yaoyang stopped..."
However, the instructor's roar was still a step slower. Jiang Yaoyang's square-headed sword had slapped the tip of Lu Mingmu's sword with all his strength. His face showed a hideous smile, and his teeth were sharp and cruel.
Bang……
The instructor was about to stop Jiang Yaoyang, but he was one step slower. When the fierce sword energy exploded, it made a deafening sound. The instructor saw more clearly that Lu Ming's wooden sword exploded instantly, and with the wanton sword energy, it turned into flying chips and exploded.
It's over! The mentor's heart skipped a beat. Lu Ming's realm was so low that even the shock of such a powerful sword could shock him.
"Looking for death!" Nangong Huajian roared. He was angry. The handsome face was always full of pride and twisted in an instant. He turned his wrist and jumped into the arena to grab his sword.
The old sword master and the Destruction Sword Saint appeared in front of him and stopped him. The Destruction Sword Saint said, "Child, don't be anxious."
Nangong Huajian frowned. Of course, he knew Lu Ming's position in the hearts of the second child, so he turned his head and looked at the field. At this moment, the flying chips of wood gradually drifted away. Lu Ming's calm face was revealed. He was still holding a sword in his hand, but now only the hilt of the sword was left, but it was against Jiang Yaoyang's throat.
Jiang Yaoyang's sword in his hand was still slamming out with all his strength, but his head was dodging backwards as much as possible. On his face filled with wood chips, the horrified eyes fully interpreted his surprise and fear at this moment.
I was defeated again, but how did I lose? With that sword just now, Lu Ming was obviously still the power of the peak swordsman, but I was a great sword master, and with my sword with all my strength, I could not defeat him...
Jiang Yaoyang tried his best to dodge back. In fact, he was only a few millimeters away, but he had a lot of security and his thinking became clearer. He played back the battle scene just now.
It was right that I had all my strength, and it was even more right to hit his sword, but the moment the sword edges of the two swords touched each other, most of the power I output was reflected back, and the remaining force turned into the impact force of flying wood chips all over the sky.
But how did Lu Ming do it? How could he reflect my power back? No matter how much Jiang Yaoyang thought about it, he could not find the answer.
The mentor who wanted to stop Jiang Yaoyang saw the strange scene in front of him, and his raised hand was frozen in the air. He didn't know who to stop for a moment, but even if Lu Ming's sword stabbed, he would not take any responsibility at all.
Tai Chi Sword? The old sword master recognized the sword technique Lu Ming used just now, which was the Tai Chi sword technique he taught him. Lu Ming also used it at the beginning of the game, but after a game of running-in, his Tai Chi sword technique actually entered a higher level. He not only used the power of this sword, but also rebounded most of the opponent's power at the last moment...
Leverage the force... to fight the force?
The old sword master's eyes lit up. He practiced soft sword for his whole life, but never took any further steps. He only improved until he saw the Tai Chi sword. Unexpectedly, Lu Ming let himself see a better space today. It seems that there is still a lot of room for improvement!
The old sword master gradually smiled and made a conclusion: "This sword technique is very wonderful! This child Lu Ming is amazing!"
Lu Ming slowly retracted the wooden sword that was broken with only the hilt of the sword, turned around and walked towards the edge of the field. This time he used the Tai Chi sword, and his harvest was indeed rich, which further confirmed that his understanding of swordsmanship was correct.
Lu Ming walked with his back to Jiang Yaoyang. This time he didn't kill him. The reason was that he devoted himself to practicing swords with him. This life would be a reward for him.
Jiang Yaoyang's body was still tilted backward, and his eyes were still full of horror moved with Lu Ming's pace. The sword in his hand trembled for several times, and finally let go of his hand. The sword fell to the ground. At the same time, he also sat on the ground with his butt, and cold sweat slid down his forehead, like a jubilant fish, interpreting what happiness is like after a disaster.
"Okay! You are so good!" Zhuo Ligetu drooped an injured hand and patted Lu Ming's shoulder with his left hand: "Although I was defeated, it's worth this trip. You have allowed me to see what real sword technique is!"
This is not a miracle, it is a genius! Nangong Huajian is full of admiration.
At this moment, Li Zhennan smiled on his face. Although Lu Ming won and could not see through him, through his performance, he was obviously injured, and it was very serious. In the next game, he was not comparable to Jiang Yaoyang!
On the other side, Cheng Zifeng quietly put away the gap on his forehead and turned around and walked quietly. However, his hands were calm, but he couldn't help but tremble. Just now, he could see clearly that Lu Ming did not use the power that exceeded the great swordsman at all. What he relied on was the exquisite use of swordsman!
The swordsmen saw Lu Ming walking back to their position with the hilt of the wooden sword, especially when they saw the broken tear of the wooden sword showing that it was just the most ordinary wooden sword, they were all shocked.
A Jiansheng's face was stunned and shook his head, as if he was talking to himself: "I never thought that one day, Mu Jian would be able to beat the ten-forged steel sword, and he was much behind in the sword realm."
Another Jiansheng sighed, and a strange smile appeared on his face: "Mu Jian? Steel Sword? This is not something on the same level at all. Today... it is really exciting!"
At this time, the saint who was once rescued by Lu Ming walked into the arena. There was a slight smile on her face and a light flashed in her eyes, making this already very beautiful face even more youthful and dazzling. As soon as she appeared, she instantly attracted most of Jiansheng's eyes, and some of them could not extricate themselves.
"Are you stupid?" A Jiansheng whispered and anxiously in his companion's ear: "She is the Saint of the Sword Hall. Do you dare have any ideas about her? Are you impatient with living?"
"Ah?...ah!" Jiansheng immediately woke up and wiped the saliva that was about to flow out of his mouth in panic. In front of his companions, his face showed a hint of embarrassment. He himself knew that this woman was a saint of the sword hall. He had an idea about her. He was simply a toad who wanted to eat swan meat. If he could be worthy of this woman, he would definitely be a pirate who was important in the whole country.
The Saint walked calmly all the way, and the sword students made way at the right time and respectfully, and kept a very polite distance. However, the look that seemed to be inadvertently cast on the Saint's eyes deeply betrayed their inner thoughts.
Li Zhennan, who was on the right side of the saint, saw the saint coming, and immediately raised his chest proudly. During the trial land, he caused her a lot of trouble and knew another saint. Now she has just come back and needs a lot of talents to consolidate her position. She is a very good candidate.
He smiled proudly. He had caused trouble for her before, but he still could. If she did not win over him, it would be like pushing herself to the other saint. For her, it would be a huge loss and disadvantage!
So no matter what, this saint cannot ignore his existence. Wait a moment, everyone in the audience will know that I, Li Zhennan, are not just a superb kendo realm.
Li Zhennan smiled proudly and took two steps forward, just standing in the radical position in the middle of the road. Standing here can not only let the saint see herself, but also not the best, so this is a perfect place. (To be continued.)