The voice of this person seemed to represent the voice of many people around him. Feng Lang, who was closest to Lu Ming, suddenly felt his legs and feet tremble. He now regretted why he couldn't help but come to Lu Ming's trouble. This person was a monster, why did he not get along with a monster!
In the entire backyard, after the shock, there was only a burst of rapid breathing left, and everyone's eyes fell on Lu Ming's back.
"I told you to get out, I'm really ignorant."
Lu Ming stopped, turned around, looked at Feng Lang, whose forehead was covered with cold sweat, and immediately scared the second senior brother who was usually arrogant in the sword sect and sat on the ground.
Feng Lang clearly remembered the unforgettable torture that Lu Ming brought to him when he beat him up last time. There was no place in his body that was not hurt. He really couldn't figure out how strong revenge was, which made him forget these scars.
Lu Ming's expression was still faint, but this time no one dared to feel disrespectful to him again.
Liu Tao finally got rid of the dizziness and looked at Lu Ming with surprise. For the first time, he felt that his fragile and proud swordsman's strength was so vulnerable in front of Lu Ming.
Lu Ming glanced at Liu Tao, and the expression on his face was still light and harmless, but Liu Tao did not dare to look directly at Lu Ming, and lowered his head deeply. Feng Lang beside him wanted to shrink his head into his chest and face Lu Ming.
"Okay, I believe you can remember this lesson. From now on, I will send my daily needs to me on time. Don't always disturb me from recuperation and practice."
Liu Tao and Feng Lang immediately nodded repeatedly, unable to feel any rebellious.
Lu Ming nodded with satisfaction and turned around and walked back to his room.
In the next few days, Liu Tao went down the mountain to do business again. Feng Lang would never dare to offend Lu Ming again. He would deliver three meals a day as Lu Ming ordered every day and would never stay near Lu Ming's house, so that Lu Ming had a few days of retreat.
In the past few days, Lu Ming has ended the experience of the previous battles again, and at the same time, he is studying the sword patterns that appear on the long sword of the Sword Spirit of the Sword Spirit every day. The Sword Spirit of the Sword Spirit has an extraordinary origin. Lu Ming is extremely looking forward to the Sword Spirit of the Sword Spirit to wake up quickly. It is time to get more news about the Sword Immortal.
After a few days like this, Lu Ming, who was reclining, suddenly opened his eyes in the room, his spiritual sense moved slightly, and sensed a sword intent that had never appeared in the Rising Sun Sword Sect at the main gate of the Sword Sect.
Lu Ming's expression moved, and he got up and walked out. When he walked to the sword training ground, he saw a disciple of the Sword Sect leading a young swordsman from outside the door.
Lu Ming stood aside and vaguely saw the young swordsman muttering something in his mouth. He couldn't help but let go of his spiritual consciousness and listened subconsciously.
"...The name of the Rising Sword Sect is very nice, but the strength of the disciples here is a little too poor..."
Lu Ming glanced at the corner of his mouth and swept his spiritual sense over the man. As expected, he realized that the young swordsman had also used some method to lower his strength level.
"It seems that the purpose is the same, it is all for the registration quota for participating in the World Swordsman Conference."
After entering the sword training field, the young swordsman also looked around. When he glanced at Lu Ming for the first time, he subconsciously stopped. Lu Ming felt that this person's strength was also good, and at the lowest level he had the strength of the Primitive Sword Master Realm.
A sudden sound of footsteps came from behind him. Without turning around, Lu Ming heard Feng Lang and a disciple of the Sword Sect coming from the backyard.
Feng Lang whispered to the younger brother beside him as he walked for a hundred years. It seemed that he was also preparing to join the newcomers who were coming here, and of course it seemed that he wanted to take advantage of something.
"You guy said a newcomer has come. Is it easy to deal with this time? Don't look like Lu Ming..."
As soon as Feng Lang left the hospital, he saw Lu Ming standing in front of the people, immediately closed his mouth awkwardly, and a short and thin swordsman followed him out. He was also shocked when he saw Lu Ming.
"Ha...you're also coming out to see the newcomers?" Feng Lang seemed a little surprised that he hadn't seen Lu Ming come out of the backyard for several days.
Lu Ming looked at Feng Lang with a side face, pulled the corner of his mouth, and said, "Don't you want to blackmail the newcomer again, I think you'd better think about it before doing it."
Feng Lang stopped hearing this, looked at Lu Ming with a gloomy expression, and finally said with a smirk: "Brother Lu, I'm just looking at how the new disciple is, and I'm responsible for registering."
"Okay." Lu Ming waved his hand, listened to Feng Lang's words unintentionally, and said: "What you want to do has nothing to do with me. Just deliver food to me as usual every day."
When Feng Lang heard this, he immediately bowed to Lu Ming and walked into the sword training ground. Looking at the new young swordsman, he felt unhappy. If it weren't for this new guy, how could he be blocked by Lu Ming...
The master was in seclusion, and Feng Lang still received the young swordsman normally. Hearing that the young swordsman claimed to have the strength level of the swordsman, he wanted to enter the stone gate again, he immediately smiled and led the new young swordsman to register in the backyard.
When Feng Lang turned around and went back to the backyard, he did not see Lu Ming's traces. He felt secretly happy. If Lu Ming was present, he would really worry about whether to blackmail the newcomer. Now Lu Ming seems to have returned to his residence, which immediately reassured him.
The new swordsman walked to a corner, and Feng Lang couldn't wait to show a fierce look: "Boy, now I want to do some tests for you on behalf of the master. If you pass the test, you can enter our Rising Sun Sword Sect... But these tests are a bit difficult. If you have anything that affects the test, you will leave it to your senior brother. Brother, see if you can pass the test."
The young swordsman kept looking at Feng Lang, waiting for Feng Lang to finish his words, and immediately chuckled: "You are going to have a benefit, it's a pity, I don't think the test is difficult."
Feng Lang was choked by the words of the young swordsman, and his heart suddenly cursed, and his face suddenly became sank.
"Okay, as long as you can pass enough tricks under the strength of your senior brother, my great sword master, you can enter this sect."
Feng Lang waved to the follower on the side, and the short and thin follower immediately took two iron wood swords that were not sharp, and reached out and threw them to the young swordsman.
The young swordsman grabbed the Tiemu Sword and looked at Feng Lang leisurely. Then he pinned the scabbard sheath in his hand to his waist. Several gems inlaid on the scabbard were shining, which immediately made Feng Lang's eyes appear in a red light.
"Are you ready?" Feng Lang looked at the young swordsman in front of him and spoke with a grim smile.
The young swordsman nodded, and the ironwood sword in his hand pulled a sword flower and pointed to the ground obliquely.
Feng Lang looked at the young swordsman carefully, and tried his best to stimulate the sword energy on his body, trying to defeat the young swordsman's confidence in one go, and immediately gave him the benefits, but the other party seemed to have not seen it, just looking at him with a smile, which made him feel angry.
"This is your own choice." Feng Lang almost gritted his teeth and said this to the young swordsman. From the bottom of his heart, he felt that things had become extremely unhappy since Lu Ming came to the Sword Sect.
Fortunately, I can vent my vent on the young swordsman in front of me now.
"Look at the sword!"
Feng Lang was not ready to keep his hands at the young swordsman in front of him who did not give him face. The sword body stretched out and stabbed violently as his arm extended. He directly used the Rising Sun Sword Technique, which he was best at, intending to teach this ignorant young swordsman a profound lesson.
But as soon as he set out his sword, he saw the young sword holding the ironwood sword waving like a phantom, and the ironwood sword in his hand disappeared in the blink of an eye.
"Haha, I'll give in." The young swordsman suddenly smiled at Feng Lang. In his right hand, he had turned into two iron-wood swords in one hand. Feng Lang realized that the iron-wood sword that had originally been holding tightly in his hand fell into the young swordsman's hand at some point.
"I……"
Feng Lang suddenly felt speechless. He could not understand why the method of blackmailing newcomers had not worked now. Lu Ming and the young swordsman in front of him were all weird and terrifying. He could not even use a sword move completely, but was crushed by the newcomers one after another.
What a fortune this has to be...
For a moment, Feng Lang became a little silent. After looking at the young swordsman for a few glances, he thought that he was no match for the other party, so he could only squeeze out a smile and register his identity for the young swordsman.
After completing the registration, Feng Lang arranged an empty room for the young swordsman and left directly, as if he didn't want to stay in the backyard for another quarter of an hour.
Seeing Feng Lang leave, the young swordsman walked out of the room, glanced at the backyard and immediately walked towards Lu Ming's house.
Lu Ming sat quietly outside the door of the house with his eyes closed and opened his eyes before the young swordsman approached. The two of them looked at each other in the air.
The young swordsman bowed to Lu Mingyi, and the smile on his face became much more real than when he looked at Feng Lang: "When I was at Yu Siguang, I felt that Brother Taiwan is very strong, and I couldn't understand why Brother Taiwan was in the small sword sect in this town..."
Lu Ming smiled and saw through the other party's intention of temptation, then replied directly: "The reason I came here should be the same as yours. There is no sect, so some things are not so convenient to do."
The young swordsman who claimed to be Yu Siguang did not expect Lu Ming to answer so directly. He was stunned at first, but then he couldn't help but chuckled and said, "Ha, it turns out that you are like me, and you don't like those things that follow the rules. You have more than a month to register. You will have to live in the same courtyard with your brother these days."
After saying this, Yu Siguang bowed to Lu Ming again, turned around and went back to the house he assigned to. After entering the house, he had not come out for a long time.
During this two days, Lu Ming did not deliberately pay more attention to Siguang. After the two said hello, they could feel that the other party would not be too rude. During the day and night, both of them were leisurely practicing swords, and there was no intersection except for the only conversation. (To be continued...)