A ray of setting sun hung over the top of the mountain, reflecting the entire Tiandu City as brightly as red. However, on the first avenue, the Tang Mansion was wrapped heavily in white cloths.
Lieutenant General Tang Wanli, who returned from the execution yamen, was surrounded by broken porcelain and antique paintings. His eyes were as red as blood. He grabbed an antique vase with both hands and smashed it to the ground.
Snap! The vase worth thousands of taels of silver shattered into countless pieces, just like his heart at this moment.
"Lu Ming! I will cut you into pieces!"
Tang Wanli's hair and beard were all spread out, and he roared viciously. His son was killed, but the murderer was clearly right in front of him but he could not take revenge. This made Tang Wanli, who was an official of the imperial court, very angry. If it weren't for the sword master Ji Wujian today,
If he arrived at the right time, that severe punishment could directly kill Lu Ming.
"That Ji Wujian is simply perjuring himself for this prodigal son!"
However, with Ji Wujian's figure appearing in his mind, Tang Wanli calmed down. With him around, it was impossible for him to touch Lu Ming, but Lu Ming had to die and be buried with his son!
"Advanced Nobility Competition!"
Tang Wanli suddenly remembered that Du Yunfeng had said that the Lu family also signed up for this competition to advance to the nobility.
But this time, your family's registration competition is a competition that you must participate in every ten years after becoming a noble family, so that the imperial court can know whether you are still qualified to continue to become a noble.
It's not about becoming a noble, this family will remain a noble until death.
However, each city can only have a maximum of ten noble families. If it exceeds, naturally a battle competition is required.
This is just enough qualifications. If you want to become a real noble, you must go through the final battle to determine it.
The lowest noble like myself is the target of the imperial court's assessment, so naturally someone from my family will participate, and then they can...
"Master Du is here."
Hearing the report from his servant, Tang Wanli immediately stood up and went to greet him, "Master Du, Ji Wujian is too bullying about my son being killed."
"Alas! This is something neither you nor I can do. You'd better express your condolences first!" Du Yunfeng shook his head helplessly.
"Master Du, didn't you say that the Lu family also signed up for the Advanced Nobles Competition?"
Seeing Du Yunfeng nod, Tang Wanli immediately leaned his head over, "Since the Lu family has participated in the competition, my people can kill Lu Ming when the time comes."
"That's okay, but among your second-generation disciples, are there any masters who have surpassed the peak swordsman level?" Du Yunfeng shook his head lightly: "Don't forget, that Yu Hualong, who was at the peak swordsman level, died in Lu Ming
Under the sword."
Tang Wanli gritted his teeth. His son was also a five-edge swordsman, but he died at the hands of Lu Ming, who was only a one-edge swordsman. This was simply outrageous!
"Don't worry." Seeing Tang Wanli getting worried, Du Yunfeng clapped his hands, and a young man in his twenties or fives came in outside the door. He had a pair of sword-shaped eyebrows slanting on his temples, and his eyes were shining like an eagle.
, wearing a black gown, has a killer-like temperament!
Tang Wanli felt that the person in front of him seemed familiar, "Are you...Luo Lie?"
"General Tang is good at remembering surnames, and I am none other than Luo Lie." The young man said with a smile and a slight salute.
"Sure enough, it's you!" Tang Wanli was immediately shocked. Who is Luo Lie? He is only twenty-five years old and has reached the peak level of swordsman without any talent for swordsmanship! He is known as the best swordsman in the city!
Tang Wanli couldn't help but nodded. Although swordsmen are different from swordsmen, even if a great swordsman kills a swordsman, it's like chopping melons and vegetables. However, this Luo Lie once resisted under the sword of a great swordsman.
He survived ten moves without dying! He is a wonder among swordsmen! If he represents our Tang family in the Noble Advancement Competition, then Lu Ming can already sentence him to death.
Moreover, this is very beneficial to my Tang family in retaining their title of nobility!
"I gave you the man, and I guarantee that he can fight against Lu Ming directly. Now as long as you take out a good sword, I will guarantee you that everything is foolproof!" Du Yunfeng laughed sinisterly, Lu family, are you running away?
If you don’t lose it, it will become my meal sooner or later!
"Come here, bring me my ten-forged sword!" Tang Wanli shouted, and he became more interested. He took the good sword sent by his servant and said, "This is the twelve-forged sword I made at the auction house some time ago.
I bought a ten-forged sword for ten thousand taels of silver. It can pierce copper and cut iron as easily as cutting mud and cutting cloth. I guarantee that there will be no more than three swords in Tiandu City. Now it is yours."
Luo Lie took the sword, stroked it with great care, and said relaxedly: "Leave this matter to me, you two can just wait for the good news."
Looking at the confident Luo Lie, Tang Wanli and Du Yunfeng smiled at each other and began to calculate how much property the Lu family still had.
In the early morning, Lu Ming returned to the Sword Academy. The injuries in his body were almost healed during last night's recovery. There were just some minor injuries that were waiting for the meridians to recover.
"Lu Ming?"
Lin Tong just walked to the door of the sword courtyard and saw Lu Ming's indifferent face. He immediately stepped back as if he were seeing a monster, hid beside the door and looked at him secretly.
When several girls saw Lu Ming approaching, they immediately screamed and ran away, especially the two girls who looked like they could ward off evil spirits. The reaction was the most violent.
"Good morning, Lu Ming." A swordsman said hello with a smile on his face, as if seeing a classmate. With Lu Ming's slight gesture, he passed by.
"You're stupid, you're going to die." A strong swordsman pulled the swordsman who was greeting Lu Ming, "You don't know what happened yesterday afternoon, right? A group of swordsmen died in our sword academy
"Sister, don't you know who did it? How dare you say hello to him? You made him unhappy, and you don't even know how you died."
"You mean Lu Ming? How could that be?" The swordsman waved his hand indifferently, "If you say someone else did it, I might believe it, but if you say it was Lu Ming who did it, I definitely don't believe it. Anything else.
Let’s not talk about it. Let’s talk about Yu Hualong, who is at the peak swordsman level. Is that an ordinary swordsman? Except for Ouyang Luo, the rest of the people in our class combined will not be his opponent! Even if they are at the swordsman level, he will be wanted all at once.
It is absolutely difficult to kill thirty-two swordsmen. So you guys, listen to the wind and it will be rain!"
The man blinked and felt that it made sense: "That's right. In a group battle, with so many people, they can definitely kill a great swordsman."
The few people nearby who were speechless turned their eyes to the retreat prepared for Ouyang Luo by the Sword Academy. The door there had not been opened since yesterday.
Lu Ming ignored these words and knew very well that he could kill so many people in a group battle, but in a one-on-one fight with a great swordsman, his winning rate was still very low, because they were two completely different things.
Concept. After all, swordsmen in the realm of great swordsmen are far superior to swordsmen in terms of physical fitness and reaction ability in all aspects, and their sword energy is more powerful.
Lu Ming walked calmly towards the training place he had chosen. Qing'er originally clamored to follow, but at this time, it was better not to let her follow.
When Lu Ming walked to the place, he did not sit cross-legged and meditate. Instead, he directly mobilized the sword marks to control the sword array at his feet, causing it to release the sword energy. Then he chopped it into pieces with one sword, then sat cross-legged and began to absorb the sword.
Get angry.
Lu Ming was already very familiar with all of this.
However, now, whenever Lu Ming feels that the sword energy is thin, he will jump out and slash down with his sword, crushing more sword energy, absorbing more sword energy, and gradually increasing his strength.
This small forest had no one coming to it before, but now because the famous Lu Ming practices here, no one wants to come.
More than ten days have passed like this day by day. The hot summer has come to an end and the weather has begun to feel cooler.
Almost everyone who knew Lu Ming was surprised by his changes. The young man who was once so sickly, fair, and very flamboyant in spending money, with his body shining with silver, now lives like an ascetic. He is not
When practicing, I just eat, then go home and sleep, and the cycle starts again early the next morning.
Everything is simple, monotonous, and repetitive.
Many people were surprised and said: "What's wrong with this prodigal son? He's practiced to the point of becoming a demon?"
"Hey! Maybe I met a murderer that day and was beaten very badly. Now I'm working hard to get better."
Lin Tong, who originally liked to look for opportunities to ask for money around Lu Ming, was getting farther and farther away from Lu Ming. Even if he saw him at such a distance as the end of the street, he would hide away from him.
Many people laugh at Lin Tong for being timid, but he himself has his own understanding: "Lu Ming is unassuming now and can be said to be very low-key. But it is precisely this change from low-key to introverted that makes him aware of a lot of
A serious sense of crisis. It’s almost like the feeling of a mouse seeing a cat.”
Whenever he thinks about this, Lin Tong always touches his throat subconsciously.
Ouyang Luo came out of seclusion several times and saw Lu Ming practicing without disturbing him. He could also clearly feel that this upstart prodigal had no aura at all, making people feel that he was very sharp, even sharper.
With fewer people looking for trouble, Lu Ming's cultivation speed was much faster. In the blink of an eye, tomorrow was the day to register for the Advanced Noble Competition.
When Lu Ming advanced to the realm of Ten-sword Swordsman, a powerful sword energy shot straight into the sky. The entire sword academy was surprised by it. Many people pinched themselves hard as if they didn't believe it, wanting to know if they were
Dreaming!
"Sure enough." Lin Tong shook his head feebly. This prodigal son was no longer a prodigal son at all. Even Ouyang Luo, who was greedy for the Wolf Sword Body, couldn't catch up with his cultivation speed! And in the past ten days, he
, no one has seen him take action, and no one knows what his current strength is.
The old sword master looked at Lu Ming with a smile on his face, and took a sip of tea comfortably! He divided the remaining high-grade black tea into ten parts, and wanted to drink it all in three months, but every time
When Lu Ming breaks through, he will brew a pot. However, just ten days have passed, and now this is the last pot.
But in the eyes of the old sword master, there is nothing more satisfying than seeing a very good swordsman grow up with his own eyes.
At this moment, Lu Ming was sitting alone in the woods, holding a blunt iron sword in his hand, causing the sword marks to absorb the last trace of sword energy in the air.