A young but angry voice came from behind the old man, and then a slender swordsman with a pretty face walked over. His steps were a little impatient, and the pair of sword eyebrows on his face had already twisted together, looking very angry and impatient.
He stood in front of the saint, looked at her carefully, and said angrily: "Junior sister, you are a real genius, and the future path cannot be seen at the end. Who made you a perfect jade? Did some bad boy deceive you? Don't worry, tell your senior brother, I'll kill him! If you dare to lie to my junior sister, I will definitely remove him from the top and throw him to feed the wolf..."
"Ahem..."
Lu Ming raised one hand to cover his mouth and coughed twice. At this moment, his calm expression also showed some embarrassment. I wonder if he was too successful in low-key, but he actually made a sword saint and a half-step sword tycoon automatically ignore him. Besides, no matter who it is, he would not feel very happy when he was told to kill himself in front of him.
Hum? The senior brother only discovered Lu Ming's existence at this time. Before that, his eyes were completely filled with the saint beauty and anger.
The slender senior brother couldn't help but bow his head a little, and when he saw Lu Ming, his eyes were filled with suspicion: "Who is this kid? What did he do here? How could he come back with his junior sister?..."
Lu Ming coughed a little again, looked ahead with a faint look, and said, "I came here to deal with this matter."
The old man looked at the saint and found that when she saw this young man, she had a strange look in her eyes. Her intuition told the old man that it was a demeanor that only appeared between lovers who were deeply in love.
The old man frowned slightly, then his eyes suddenly lit up, and he immediately remembered the letter sent by the saint sent someone not long ago. It was the answer to Mingjian's assessment. He asked, "Is it you who gave a swordless answer?"
The saint smiled slightly and said, "Yes, I remember Master said that if you encounter a swordsman with this answer, you must report to you immediately."
The old man looked at Lu Ming and nodded, then turned to the saint again, and said with a smile: "Yes, that's been happening for more than ten years. At that time, you were still a little girl, and I didn't expect you to remember."
"My disciple has always kept the teachings of Master in mind." The saint said respectfully.
The old man nodded with a smile. This apprentice has always been his pride. She is dedicated and courageous in doing things, and never tells everything big or small. As long as it is something to be done, she will take it seriously and use her greatest strength to do things well, but...
The old man shook his head gently again. Although there is no genius who doesn’t work hard, her life is indeed too hard, and sometimes she can’t bear it!
The senior brother kept looking at Lu Ming secretly and found that he was not tall and not strong enough. From the outside, he didn't look like a swordsman at all, but rather a completely playboy. He couldn't help but frown. This person was probably a bad boy who was ignorant.
"There are two kinds of people who can't see the answer in Mingjian's assessment." The senior brother looked at Lu Ming jealously and suspiciously and said: "One is an extremely genius. They will see through the word "Sword" through their own perspective of looking at things, so there is nothing. The other kind of person is useless. They have no way to realize any existence on it, so there is nothing. I see that you are pale and delicate in your skin. You don't look like a swordsman who has been tempered for many years. I think you can't see it at all, not the so-called high level. If you dare to deceive my junior sister..."
"Then... Brother Datong will try him." The saint smiled and said.
"Okay." The senior brother agreed immediately, and then said, "But junior sister, I put my words here. I am at the level of a half-step swordsman. When I try him, I will naturally master the right degree. However, if I find that he is ignorant and is simply a fancy move, then my sword will really not be able to control it."
"Senior brother, don't worry, just try it." The saint said with a calm smile.
"Okay, I understand." The senior brother nodded, and as he said, he walked in the other direction. After all, this floor is like a lobby, very wide, and Pingyueli should also be used for sword training.
Lu Ming could see that this senior brother really cared for his junior sister, just like an older brother, who loved and worried about his sister, and did not deliberately make things difficult for him.
From another perspective, if Qing'er married someone else, she would definitely check it.
Lu Ming shook his head gently, smiled faintly, then walked to the sword frame and pulled out a wooden sword from it.
The senior brother's eyebrows frowned. While Lu Ming was walking, his eyes were fixed on Lu Ming. He found that this man with a nigiri face was light and stable, and he seemed to have very solid skills. However, he, a five-front sword master, actually wanted to take a wooden sword against me, a half-step sword master?
"Are you sure?" the senior brother couldn't help but remind.
Lu Ming nodded lightly and said, "Confirm."
The old man also became interested for a moment and said with a smile: "Okay, then I'll do a severance. You two, you can start now."
Hearing the old man's words, Senior Brother Datong's aura suddenly sank, and an invisible airflow spread out from his body, causing waves of air to appear around him, floating away the slight ashes around him, and his clothes also floated.
Datong's pair of sword eyes locked in Lu Ming tightly, and at the same time the steel sword was unsheathed. When he turned his wrist, the sword edge swept out a sword light. When he raised his left foot, a force burst out from his right foot, pushing his body and suddenly shot out.
Swish swish swish swish...
Datong's sword was constantly waving, and sword lights intertwined into several sword flowers, which were so dazzling under the not very bright light in the lobby.
The old man nodded silently. Datong's sword technique was taught by him. Although it did not fall into the category of supreme sword technique, it was almost the same. Studying this sword technique not only made his sword energy stronger, but also had a very flexible body technique special surname. It was the crystallization of his perception when he was promoted to the Sword Saint, and it was also his pride. Now Datong has been able to use three points, which surprised him a little. It can be seen that he has put out his full strength.
So, how will this young man named Lu Ming crack it?
The old man moved his gaze a little and put it on Lu Ming, waiting to see how he performed. I think his baby apprentice would not have a bad vision.
The old man is still comforting himself.
Lu Ming frowned slightly, then a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Then he suddenly activated his body and flashed in a flash. At the same time, the wooden sword had already stabbed out at the determined angle.
The saint's eyes flashed, and Lu Ming in front of him had disappeared. He turned his head quickly as if he was chasing the moving light, and then he saw that Lu Ming's sword had stabbed out.
Two figures came in a hedge, and the rapid movement caused a wave of air to stir up a wave of air in the lobby, and then the wave suddenly disappeared.
The reason why the air wave disappeared was because both sides stopped.
The saint's heart thumped, and he quickly moved his gaze again. Seeing Lu Ming's figure distorted to the right, he twisted a little awkwardly, but a steel sword with a cold light was stuck under his left rib, which seemed very dangerous.
The saint's eyes moved slightly upward, and she was shocked because Lu Ming's wooden sword sword edge actually hit the throat of his sight. In other words, if it was a real battle, the senior brother had already been broken, and the sword he attached to Lu Ming's left rib would not have time to cut it horizontally...
Although the senior brother's steel sword material is special and very sharp, he will never react after breaking his throat.
The Saint knew that Lu Ming was very outstanding, but he didn't expect that he had grown to such a level. You must know that he had worked very hard to fight with him a year ago, and finally he had to end the battle with the same death.
But now it's only a year now that he can defeat his senior brother with one sword, which is completely different from killing Xue Mei with one sword.
After all, no matter how talented Xue Mei is, she will definitely not be able to defeat her senior brother. It can even be said that the environment and knowledge of the two of them are incomparable.
But Lu Ming still won with one sword, and his senior brother was still very confused!
The saint smiled even happier, ran to the old man, pulled his sleeve and said, "Master, can you announce the result now?"
"Oh...yes, yes...Lu Ming won." The old man's face flashed with surprise. He smiled and announced, then looked at Lu Ming and said, "Young man, you are very good."
Lu Ming took back the Mu Jian, smiled slightly, and then said to Senior Brother Datong: "I know you are worried about your junior sister, and now you can rest assured."
Datong didn't move, his sword was still piercing out obliquely. The moment he was recalling the moment he was just facing the sword, he found that he could not compare with the other party in terms of speed or the angle of his sword, so he lost so simply.
The angle of the sword is determined by the opponent's body position and speed. That is, during the sword drawing, the brain must constantly think about how to draw the sword and how to deal with the opponent's sword. The battle can be said to be changing rapidly, so this is a very hard process.
"But how high is my realm? It's not just the difference between him and Wufeng? How could he pass by me faster? How could he grasp the angle and speed of the sword I want to draw so accurately? If it was a real battle, I was dead! I couldn't even hurt him!" Datong shouted in his heart, and was also reflecting.
"It's not that there is a precedent for the swordsman who has more than half a step to die under Lu Ming's sword." The saint said naughtyly.
Datong escaped from his thoughts and exclaimed: "I can't believe it, I can't believe it. It seems that my junior sister's eyes are really sharp! Yes, I'll feel relieved if I leave it to you!" (To be continued.)