However, as Li Zhennan felt excited, the saint walked over with a smile on his face, and then walked over without looking around, as if he was attracted by something, and finally stopped in front of Lu Ming.
"Lu Ming, you fought this battle so wonderfully. You gave me an unprecedented way of fighting and gave me a new understanding of power. I think everyone present will be refreshed and benefited a lot in this competition." The saint exclaimed. When she spoke, she looked at Lu Ming with her eyes, and shining light was blooming, as if she had seen another layer of space on Lu Ming, where there was a new insight into power.
"I'm just here to compete." Lu Ming smiled indifferently. It's better not to say this kind of thing, otherwise he will definitely attract the attention of senior figures, no matter which aspect, this is definitely not a good thing.
"You are so low-key." The saint laughed, and could see that she was in a very good mood after seeing Lu Ming. In a blink of an eye, she frowned slightly and said softly: "Sword technique and swordsmanship were practiced since childhood. However, when my strength quickly increased, it could surpass most people, so I felt that I no longer need to study this cumbersome problem, because I have a high sword realm and strong power, but through your battle today, I realized that I have deviated from the sword path. Power is not enough to represent everything, but now, how many people can recognize this."
The saint shook his head, sighed softly, then smiled again, and said formally: "It was you who made me realize all this again, thank you, Lu Ming."
Lu Ming smiled indifferently and said, "This is nothing. I am actually more curious about the most primitive swordsmanship in your sword hall."
"The most primitive?" The saint frowned slightly: "The sword techniques and sword techniques developed now have been accumulated and improved for thousands of years. Such sword techniques are even more powerful. I am afraid that no one will know the most primitive sword techniques except the three sword priests, because no one will care about those again. Are you interested?"
"If you have the chance, I really want to study it." Lu Ming nodded. Although there are many sword techniques on the sword energy continent now, it can be said that they will never leave their sects. If he wants to better integrate the swordsmanship of the two worlds, he must find the most primitive swordsmanship. Only in this way can he remove the complexity as quickly as possible and find the foundation of the sword in this world.
"Okay, I'll look for such a sword technique when I go back." The Saint of course readily agreed, because she knew very well that every time she communicated with Lu Ming, she would get unexpected results. In terms of swordsmanship, he had his own unique insights and cognition. It was the best thing to be able to compete with him.
At this time, a handsome young man in a snow-white long gown came over, handed the wooden sword he was holding in his hand to the saint, and said respectfully: "Sir, this is the wooden sword you want."
The saint responded, took the wooden sword and put it in front of Lu Ming, and said with a smile: "I don't have any good sword, and now I can only afford this one."
Seeing the Saint blinking a little naughtyly, Lu Ming smiled and raised his hand to take the Mu Jian, and started talking to the Saint again.
Lu Ming! It's Lu Ming again! Li Zhennan saw the Saint and Lu Ming having a great time talking, and his teeth were itchy for a moment. I am Li Zhennan. My master is Qian Wantong, who is about to be promoted to the King of Swords. He is a very famous existence in the entire Qingyuanzhou, and he is even a genius. But why doesn't this Saint look at him? Does she really care about herself, and is still pretending to be noble? Humph! When this competition is over, I see if you can ignore me!
There is a man who is so angry that he is so angry that he is the subordinate of the saint. Although he is standing still, his heart is already rushing wildly. Not to mention anything else, he is ordered to get the wooden sword from the saint, but he has worked hard even if he has no credit? Now these people named Lu Ming completely ignore him, and even the saint who has always valued him has not said a word to him, just talking about swordsmanship with these people. It's really outrageous! No matter where he goes, when isn't the focus of everyone? When isn't he flattered and praised by others? Today, I'm so good that I brought the sword to the point of being ignored!
Moreover, do they know what kendo is?
My master is at the realm of the Sword Saint. How many Sword Saints are there in the entire Zhenyuan Empire? My understanding of swordsmanship can be said to be unique and convenient, which is the teaching of the Sword Saint. What do they have? A group of country leopards!
Besides, as a disciple of the Sword Saint, I am the Sword Realm of the Four-Strike Master, and I am also the 31-year-old Four-Strike Master, so I am not being offered a gift from someone else? These country boys actually dare to ignore me?
Seeing the Saint Maiden greeting Lu Ming and everyone in a familiar way, and talking with a smile, the man was in a mess, and a deep jealousy surged over his head, because he had been with the Saint Maiden for three days, so he didn't laugh so happily, even if there were no other expressions, it was a completely cold face. If he hadn't come today, he really didn't know that the Saint Maiden would actually laugh, and she would be so charming when she smiled.
A look of obsession flashed in the person's eyes. The saint was tall and well-proportioned, and his face was even more indescribable. He also had a good talent and a strong backer. No matter from any point of view, he was her perfect match. Only as a disciple of the Sword Saint can he deserve her!
And the Saint has just returned and is working to form her own power. She is the first to join in. After all, she can be regarded as a veteran.
But these country boys appeared. The attitude of the saint toward them was completely different from that in the sword hall. It seemed that they had a considerable friendship, but in the long run, these people would definitely replace their unshakable position in the saint's heart, which would not work.
"Sir, I'll leave first." The man politely said.
The saint was talking about sword skills with Lu Ming. When she heard her subordinates' words, she didn't look back. She just said, "Cheng Gang, go and do your business," and continued to talk to Lu Ming and others.
Seeing the saint's attitude, Cheng Gang felt a chill in his heart. His name should have been introduced to these people very formally, but now...
Cheng Gang shook his head secretly and turned toward the position of the Sword Hall mentor. At this time, a mentor saw him and immediately came up, bowed a little and said, "Oh, isn't this Brother Cheng Gang? What wind blows you here?"
Cheng Gang breathed out. The attitude of the mentor was the treatment he deserved! He paused and whispered: "Old brother, I want to participate in the next competition."
"This..." The instructor was stunned, looked at Cheng Gang inexplicably, and said in an equally small voice: "Brother, it's not that I won't help, you are the subordinate of the Saint. The sword hall has regulations that your own people cannot participate in the trial, I..."
"Hey!" Cheng Gang stopped the instructor's words and said, "Although I am a subordinate of the saint, I have not joined the sword hall yet. This time I participated in the trial, I just wanted to compete with these young masters. Don't worry, I won't do anything randomly."
He said, using his perception, he found that no one noticed him, so he took out a stack of silver notes from the sleeve tube, stuffed them into the sleeve tube of the instructor, and then said, "I'll ask my brother for this matter."
The instructor showed an embarrassing smile on his face, and he touched the thickness of the silver note with a little embarrassed, and said with a smile: "Brother, why are you doing so politely? How can I not help with your business? Don't worry, your business is covered by me. I'll invite you to have tea some other day, and I'll make arrangements for you now."
"Wait..." Cheng Gang stopped the mentor and said, "I heard that there is a man named Lu Ming in Jiansheng who is very strong, so I will arrange for me to that competition area."
"No problem." The instructor smiled indifferently and turned around and left.
Seeing the anxious steps of the instructor, Cheng Gang sneered a few times. It seems that as long as you have money, you will save a lot of trouble in anything you do!
Cheng Gang smiled and turned to look at Lu Ming. Seeing that he was still having a happy conversation with the saint, he laughed even more intensely. He originally wanted to teach him a lesson, but now it seems that he would be sorry for him if he doesn't waste it!
"The rest is over, the competition begins, Cheng Gang plays against Li Huaqiang!"
The mentor's loud voice made Cheng Gang feel fierce fighting spirit all over his body, but his opponent Li Huaqiang was stunned for a moment, causing his strong body and muscles to bulge through his clothes. The heavy eyebrows on his face with a Chinese character frowned. When he was in the lottery division before, where was such a person?
However, no matter who he is, under the power of his three-front sword master, he is a set of decorations!
Li Huaqiang walked into the arena indifferently. Seeing Cheng Gang's face look quite like he was competing with the young man, he crawled up to the corner of his mouth with a proud sneer. He grabbed a big sword with both hands and said in a very heavy voice: "Get out the sword."
Cheng Gang raised his eyebrows. Although he only taught Lu Ming and others to participate in the competition, if he could get the first place, wouldn’t he be able to consolidate his position in the heart of the saint?
Thinking of this, Cheng Gang moved. He raised his long sword and rushed forward, and rushed to Li Huaqiang in an instant. However, the sword that was originally raised in his hand turned into a sword rain in the sky, instantly covering Li Huaqiang.
Li Huaqiang was shocked. He didn't expect that the opponent's swordsmanship was so profound. He was not on the same level as him, and he could not find any flaw at all.
Li Huaqiang gritted his teeth and slashed out wildly in his sword. No matter what, he must not admit defeat! (To be continued.)