Especially when you arrive at the edge of Jiantang City, all kinds of rumors revolve around Lu Ming, and all kinds of legends are showing his magic!
Mu Tianyou couldn't help but tremble all over. Although he had control of it well, the sword saint who accompanied him had already known it, but he didn't ask. For him, a prince in the secular world was nothing, and these etiquettes were just from the sword hall and had nothing to do with his own thoughts.
After passing the swordsman of the ceremonial guard, the old man took Mu Tianyou and his entourage to the welcome hall of the sword hall, where everything was ready. Although Mu Tianyou was the prince of the empire, the sword hall was still receiving it in a very thorough manner as the master.
The old man became a little interested in the young man beside Mu Tianyou. This young man is really extraordinary. He has reached the level of a half-step swordsman at a young age. It is really incredible! In comparison, except for the dead Xue Mei and the now popular Lu Ming, I am afraid that the younger generation of the Zhenyuan Empire will never have any opponents.
However, this person's name is unknown and very low-key. Even if he walks between swordsmen, he still describes it calmly, without any abruptness, and even makes countless swordsmen who are inferior to him completely surpass him in momentum.
How did he practice? Elder Wang De couldn't understand it. Such a genius can be said to be a halo of genius wherever he goes. Even this prince always seeks him, but he can always be honored and disgraced, which is absolutely rare!
Cheng Zifeng just followed Mu Tianyou silently, feeling the breath of the sword hall secretly. All the movements around him could not escape his perception, but he was walking so low-key, like a person who could only walk.
Cheng Zifeng was actually very depressed and very irritable, but he controlled it well. After he got a very good ranking in the Sword Hall Trial Competition, he tried his best to practice again and upgraded the sword realm by a large line. He planned to challenge Xue Mei and compete for the benefits that the Sword Hall promised her. But he didn't expect that when he went to Holy Sword Mountain to challenge Xue Mei, he happened to be behind Lu Ming's feet. Xue Mei had been killed by Lu Ming at that time.
So he had to look for Lu Ming and challenge him. Later, he got news that Lu Ming had entered Jiantang City. He rushed over and met Mu Tianyou, who was leading more than a dozen guards on the way. The two of them had a simple meal time and learned that one wanted to kill Lu Ming and the other wanted to challenge Lu Ming. They immediately felt that they met too late, so they formed such a combination.
However, on the way to Jiantang City, Cheng Zifeng was stunned. Unexpectedly, Lu Ming had surpassed himself in the sword realm. He didn't believe it at first, but after asking ten people, all ten people had such answers. He accepted this reality.
Damn it! Cheng Zifeng was so angry that he was so angry that he achieved the results today. That was not a day that people lived, and it was not an exaggeration to describe it as hell. However, after all his hardships, Lu Ming, who was left far away, was caught up with him!
Sword Master! Although I am only half a step away from Lu Ming now, if I want to take this half step, the difficulty is really comparable to climbing the sky! My understanding of the sword, my interpretation of the sword technique, as well as the sensing of the vital energy of heaven and earth, the speed of absorbing vital energy, and my body's tolerance...
There are so many requirements, and only when everything is achieved can the sword realm grow.
But I worked so hard, but I was even surpassed by Lu Ming. Is there any way to attack people more severely than this?
Of course, Cheng Zifeng did not believe in evil. He and Mu Tianyou came to the sword hall to verify all the rumors personally. He would definitely not believe or make any plans without seeing Lu Ming with his own eyes.
Elder Wang De led the two to the auditorium, which was magnificent and naturally welcomed with high-quality etiquette, and then a luncheon.
During the meal, Mu Tianyou showed off his demeanor and kept toasting and talking to the elders. At the same time, he was also excited that Jiantang valued him. However, almost all the rumors about Lu Ming were heard about him, and most of them were praiseworthy tone, but he was completely dull, which made him lose all his interest for a moment. The delicacies he ate into his mouth were like chewing wax.
After three rounds of wine and five flavors, Mu Tianyou tried his best to maintain his condition, but he suddenly realized that he wanted to hinder Lu Ming's development and didn't know where to start. Jiantang welcomed him with high standards, but if he wanted to stop Lu Ming from developing, who would he tell him? Who would help him? Mu Tianyou felt dark.
The banquet ended, and Mu Tianyou was really distressed and had no intention of visiting, so he had to go back to his residence to sleep. However, as soon as he closed his eyes, Xue Mei's clear and cold figure almost tortured him to pieces. Fortunately, he became drunk and he thought for a while and fell asleep.
Cheng Zifeng was completely sleepy. He stood on the street, feeling the breath of sword that he had never felt before in the outside world, and his heart felt as if he was washed by a huge momentum. Along the way, Jiantang City, both inside and outside, was full of vitality. If you want to learn swords, you may not have such a good place on the entire continent.
But at this time, Cheng Zifeng felt that he should go to the tavern and sit for a while. When he turned around, he saw a dark tavern. He smiled coldly and walked over.
Two hours later, Cheng Zifeng walked out calmly, but as soon as he went out, his face turned pale. After walking out of the tavern for a short distance, he slightly circulated his true energy and forced all the alcohol out of his body. He felt refreshed, but he couldn't help but compare his strength completely with Lu Ming, and then returned to his residence with a pale complexion.
As soon as he sat down, Cheng Zifeng couldn't wait to take out a letter from his close-fitting pocket and read it carefully.
Cheng Zifeng frowned slightly and looked extremely focused. He had to read this letter carefully, because it was a secret letter sent to him by the master when he learned that he wanted to go to the sword hall.
After carefully reading the letter twice, Cheng Zifeng felt relieved and his eyes couldn't help but illuminate, "It turns out that I have a master in the sword hall and have a certain position. It seems that the Qiankun Sword Saint is not a false reputation."
While amazement, Cheng Zifeng read the letter carefully again, and his eyes suddenly lit up: "Since I can't challenge Lu Ming head-on, I'll design a trap for him behind my back and find his troubles."
Cheng Zifeng knew very well that if he challenged Lu Ming, he would probably end up with Bu Xuemei, but if he could use his power to do some tricks on the mission of the Sword Hall, he would immediately reverse his current situation.
"Since I cannot get the first person in the younger generation of Zhenyuan Empire, I will wait for this title to fall." Cheng Zifeng's mouth sneered. This was a rare expression he would show, but because he seemed to have foreseeed that Lu Ming began to fall into his own plot.
Lu Ming, who was missed by many people, was very busy. He ran back and forth between the Sword Academy and the Secret Room every day. When he was in the Sword Academy, he carefully taught Jiansheng that there were several very ambitious children, and even made a countdown. Every day, he would summarize what progress he had made this day and what he had gained in front of time.
Lu Ming was very pleased. When he got home, he would immediately enter the secret room and would not come out the next morning.
Meilian was very strange. She saw Lu Ming's efforts all the time, but this was the first time Meilian had seen such a practice that she had been practicing day and night. This was comparable to the legendary sword madman when she was practicing.
"Lu Ming, I know you want to teach every child well, but there is no need to work so hard, right?" Meilian finally couldn't help it. When tidying up Lu Ming's clothes, she said with pain.
Lu Ming just smiled indifferently and said nothing. Although he has spent this every day like this for the past few days, Lu Ming always feels like he is not uncomfortable, as if he is being stared at by a hidden poisonous snake. It seems that the pair of sharp poisonous fangs will be revealed in the next moment.
Lu Ming knew that this feeling was not accidental, but after several secret observations, he found nothing. There was no abnormality in both Jiansheng and his own scope. In desperation, Lu Ming had to give up and practice with all his heart.
Lu Ming's creed is that in the face of absolute strength, any conspiracy will be self-defeating.
This is no wonder Lu Ming. Even though he is a top killer, the other party does not have any contact or interaction with him, and has not even stepped into his life. Where can he find clues?
Cheng Zifeng walked calmly in a house. He was very excited because he had contacted the Qiankun Sword Saint just now, and the master recognized his relatives very much. When he heard that he was his nephew, he immediately sent someone to receive him and invited him to have a meal. Even his residence was placed in his home.
It seems that there should be no problem with my master's power.
Cheng Zifeng stood lightly, his whole body exuding a calm aura. No activity in his heart would be revealed. Otherwise, the things he did back then would be like looking for a new next home with a cold sword on his back, secretly learning swords, secretly getting materials at the level of sword treasure, and so on. If one of them could not control himself, he would be scolded on the spot for being accused of being against the ruler. Moreover, if a sword slave did these things, the consequences would definitely not be as easy as death.
Cold sword? Humph, a fool who believes in brothers is hard on the outside!
Cheng Zifeng showed a faint sense of arrogance on his face. He could reach this point today, but no one believed that he could use it, but he should never let go of the place where he could use it, even if it was just a small use.
"Mr. Nephew, what are you thinking?" With an old and low voice, Qiankun Sword Saint walked in steadily.