At this time, even if you are a swordsman in the field, you can see that Lu Ming is showing his ignorance of Zheng Yihua. When he fights against a swordsman at the sword king level, he actually wants to use a wooden sword to fight. This makes his opponent look down on him so much that he can't be lowered.
Zheng Yihua's face suddenly became quite ugly, but he was even more sure in his heart that Lu Ming just wanted to attract attention and did nothing to show in front of the Destruction Sword Lord.
Thinking of this, Zheng Yihua suppressed the anger in his heart. Anyway, such a guy can be solved with just one sword in a while, so why bother to be angry?
Only the Destruction Sword Lord showed a smile on the field, and saw that Lu Ming was trying to vent his anger for him. He felt very comfortable. He felt that he did not take care of Lu Ming in the Sword Qi Continent at that time. At the critical moment, this kid would always bring surprise to people.
As for whether Lu Ming has the strength to fight against Zheng Yihua, the Destruction Sword Lord is not worried. In his heart, Lu Ming is just a monster who uses swords. If you want to worry, let Zheng Yihua worry about his fate for a while.
In front of Lu Ming, the little boy heard someone talking to him and immediately looked up at Lu Ming. He looked at Lu Ming with a smile. He couldn't help but blink his eyes a few times, clenched the wooden sword in his hand, and turned to look at his father behind him.
The father's swordsman smiled, not caring about Lu Ming borrowing the wooden sword from his son. Instead, he looked at the child and said, "This is your wooden sword. If you want to borrow it, you can borrow it, and it depends on what you think."
The little boy turned around and found that Lu Ming was holding a gold nugget the size of a pair of fingers in his hand. He looked at him with a smile and said, "Little brother, this is the gold I got when I wiped out a horse thief. Why not sell your wooden sword to me. You can use this gold and buy a wooden sword and buy a lot of candy to eat. How about it?"
The little boy hesitated for a moment, looked at the wooden sword in his hand and the gold in Lu Ming's hand, and finally nodded: "...Okay. Give me gold, I'll give you the wooden sword."
"Thank you little brother." Lu Ming stuffed the gold into the little boy's hand and exchanged it for a wooden sword.
After thanking him, Lu Ming stood up, glanced at Zheng Yihua, and opened his mouth and said, "To deal with you, a wooden sword is enough."
As he said that, Lu Ming shook the wooden sword in his hand for several sword flowers, and walked into the field while familiarizing himself with the weight of the wooden sword.
"Okay, I'm waiting to learn about your...Mu Jian!"
Zheng Yihua said this sentence almost gritted his teeth. The ignorant swordsman in front of him came out and made trouble with him, and deliberately acted like a master. He thought he had not investigated the Destruction Sword Lord clearly. So he came back to cause trouble.
Zheng Yihua was very sure that none of the disciples under the Destruction Sword Master were his opponents!
Seeing Lu Ming lifting the wooden sword in front of him, Zheng Yihua stared at Lu Ming's throat with gloomy eyes. When Lu Ming stood firm, he kept drawing his sword out of the sheath.
The swordsman at the Sword King realm can already hold the sword with a sharp sword. Zheng Yihua's sword emitted a burst of coldness in the air, and stabbed towards Lu Ming with a sharp sword momentum.
Boy, it depends on how you pretend! With a sword, I will definitely take your life, and it will be too late to regret it!
"Fire Lotus and Flames!"
Zheng Yihua drew his sword without mercy. All the sword energy in his body was poured into the long sword in his hand, and a burning sharpness like flame suddenly emerged from the sword. Once the air around the sword body touched the sword energy, a wave of heat immediately appeared.
The swordsmen around the square all noticed the fiery sword intent of Zheng Yihua's long sword in his hand, and they all subconsciously turned backwards. The Angry Lotus Sword Technique is a powerful sword move created by the Angry Lotus Sword Master, and only the personal disciples can get guidance. Now watching Zheng Yihua perform this fire lotus and Yan Tao, everyone is sure that Zheng Yihua will definitely be accepted as the personal disciple by the Angry Lotus Sword Master.
A disciple of the Angry Lotus Sword Master, and an outer disciple who even did not even have the sword outfit of the Destruction Sword Master’s personal disciple, seemed to be visible.
Almost all swordsmen had the idea of Lu Ming being dead.
What made the crowd of onlookers look a little confused was that facing Zheng Yihua's sword move, Lu Ming's body seemed to have turned into an iron stone statue, standing steadily on the ground without moving. Even if the burning aura on Zheng Yihua's sword move had already blown to his clothes, he did not move at all.
A ridiculous idea came to mind of a group of onlookers. This young swordsman holding a wooden sword was scared to death.
Lu Ming was naturally fine. He just saw Zheng Yihua's sword moves a little novel. During the movement of the sword moves, he actually faintly depicted a blooming lotus. The long sword seemed to incorporate a natural breath between the inheritance, turning and opening and closing of the sword moves.
However, although these lotus petals outlined by the long sword are beautiful, they instantly cover the vital points of the body. If the long sword can pierce on one's body, no matter which trajectory the sword moves to, it will hit the vital points of the body!
"Is this the sword move of the Supreme Sword Realm? It seems that there is indeed some unique understanding of swordsmanship..."
Zhao Long sighed slightly in his heart. In the flash of lightning, Zheng Yihua's long sword was imminent and would stab him at any time.
In the evening, the sword intent on Lu Ming's body surged, and the sword energy quickly injected into the wooden sword in his hand. His eyes narrowed slightly like an eagle, and he looked at the trajectory of Zheng Yihua's long sword following the sword moves.
That's it!
Lu Ming's eyes suddenly condensed, and his body was like a swimming fish in the water. He turned around and swam forward magically from Zheng Yihua's sword moves that had almost no dodge angles. The wooden sword filled with sword energy in his hand flashed like a meteor, flashing quickly in Zheng Yihua's sword shadow flashing all over the sky.
"Dare to fight back?"
When Zheng Yihua saw Lu Ming not retreating, he immediately smiled disdainfully. Huo Lian Lutao's sword move was the most ruthless. The sword pointed directly at the opponent's key point. What he emphasized was the speed of the sword. As long as the speed was fast enough, in such a stormy attack, it would definitely be strongly suppressed by the opponent!
A trace of ferociousness flashed in his eyes. The long sword in Zheng Yihua's hand pierced Lu Ming's throat. His throat was cut by the sword's edge, and blood was squirting wildly. This was definitely Zheng Yihua's favorite method of murder.
But Huamei Sword Technique is more dangerous than the peak!
The more complicated and fierce the opponent's attack, the more unexpected counterattack power it could show. Lu Ming saw Zheng Yihua swing his sword and attack hard, waiting for the opportunity. The wooden sword directly penetrated the layers of sword shadows and stabbed the sword at an angle that Zheng Yihua absolutely did not imagine.
Zheng Yihua suddenly widened his eyes. A moment ago, he noticed that the wooden sword in Lu Ming's hand was still far away from his body, but in the blink of an eye, the sword had already broken through his sword move and stabbed straight towards his body!
In a hurry, Zheng Yihua put away his sword moves and waved his sword with all his strength to block it. The body technique he exercised with the sword was naturally used, and he quickly dodged backwards.
What's wrong with this!
The onlookers saw Zheng Yihua snatching and attacking fiercely. Lu Ming was completely covered by Zheng Yihua's fire lotus flame, and he thought he would die in the next moment. But at this critical moment, Zheng Yihua actually stood up and retreated violently, not knowing why!
Suddenly, a white sword light flashed, and a sword energy suddenly appeared in everyone's eyes.
Everyone immediately fell on Zheng Yihua with the direction of the sword energy. At some point, Zheng Yihua's right wrist holding the sword was slapped with a wide and narrow blood mark on the back of the wooden sword, and his wrist showed a strange breaking angle.
Zheng Yihua also had a look of just reacting. He could no longer hold the sword in his hand. He watched the sword slide from his weak palm to the ground. The severe pain from his wrist was stimulating him.
"He... why did Zheng Yihua be defeated by that kid!"
In the audience, except for the Destruction Sword Lord, everyone was completely shocked by the attack that Lu Ming had created like a ghost. The initiator of all this was a wooden sword in Lu Ming's hand that they had completely ignored the moment before. It was this wooden sword that slapped Zheng Yihua's wrist with one sword.
"This, when did the master accept such a... A senior brother, do you see clearly when the sword he made? I didn't see clearly at all. His strength is not stronger than the second senior brother."
"But the second senior brother is the first senior brother we have ever seen..."
"Ah! This person is not the senior sister, right? But no matter how you look at this person, they are all men."
Lu Ming defeated the enemy with one sword, and the Sword Master of Destruction was cheerful. However, the group of people saw Lu Ming for the first time. They didn't know when Lu Ming entered the master's sect. Some people saw Lu Ming's superb strength and even compared Lu Ming's identity with the most mysterious senior sister who was the first to enter the master's sect.
Lu Ming did not make a harsh move this time. After slapping Zheng Yihua's wrist, he slowly pulled away his sword leisurely and seemed to have casually tied up a few sword flowers. However, this time no one felt that he was just showing his face in front of the Destruction Sword Lord. Zheng Yihua's eyes were even more fiercely staring at Lu Ming. If his eyes could kill people, Lu Ming would have long known how many times had he died in Zheng Yihua's eyes.
Lu Ming sensed Zheng Yihua's gaze, turned his head and laughed disdainfully, "Hey, boy, I won't kill the unknown little man under my hands. You are lucky and can get out."
While speaking, Lu Ming made a move to chase flies.
Zheng Yihua was almost vomited blood by anger. When did he be ignored like this? However, it was obviously not suitable to fight again. He was completely defeated with just one move. No matter how confident he was, he felt the gap in strength between the two.
"Hmph! Let's forget it this time, but I, Zheng Yihua, remember your sword. I will definitely come to ask you for advice in the future!"
Zheng Yihua found that his right hand was just a fractured bone by Dali, and felt a little relieved. If his right wrist was ruined, how would he practice sword in the future? He picked up the long sword with his left hand, turned around and left.