Chapter 221 Xiao Shou finally took action, and the beauty ran away in confusion.
"Poof!"
This conversation changed so much that even when I was moving in, I couldn't hold it in and spit out all the tea in my mouth.
Cheng Xingchu and others were stunned for a moment. Before they could speak, Xu Xiaoshou continued:
"If you win, you will gain the respect of me and Miss Zhiwen. If you lose, how about you give me this sword?"
He moved his hand to the side, and Yu Zhiwen looked puzzled.
Why are you dragging me into this competition?
"Compared to the physical body?"
Cheng Xingchu seems to be furious, but in fact he still has some sense. After all, no one can reach his position.
Just the word "flesh" reminded him of the legend that had been spreading wildly in the outer courtyard in recent days.
Xu Santou, Xu Liuji, Xu Zhenlong...
Could it be that Xu Xiaoshou is the legendary Senior Brother Xu of the Outer Academy, with an innate body that is rare in this world?
Jiangbian Yan and Yu Zhiwen also thought of something immediately, and they looked at each other thoughtfully.
Cheng Xingchu asked in shock: "So you...are really born with a physical body?"
Xu Xiaoshou didn't answer, which was regarded as acquiescence, and he could only sneer.
What about the innate physical body?
Even if your hard body encounters your own sword, it will be pierced in an instant!
"The rules are pretty good. After all, they are beneficial to you. This is the bet..."
Does winning or losing all depend on your own sword?
Cheng Xingchu looked sarcastic, shook his head and said sarcastically: "You really think I'm a fool!"
Xu Xiaoshou nodded.
The air was silent for a second.
"puff!"
After moving house, I squirted hot tea again and the mist filled the sky.
He immediately put down the tea cup and did not dare to drink anymore. Xu Xiaoshou mixed the tea with him. It was extremely poisonous!
Three blue veins popped up on Cheng Xingchu's forehead, twitching one after another.
He was breathing heavily and staring at the serious-faced young man opposite him, seemingly losing the ability to speak.
"Let's do this." Seeing that he didn't speak, Xu Xiaoshou continued: "If you don't like it, I'll change the rules. Let's have a sword fight, and the bet is still this."
"..."
Cheng Xingchu was completely confused. He felt like a monkey being played with alive.
"Okay, let's bet on this!"
What seemed like an impulsive yell was actually a well-thought-out decision.
This kid is really not afraid of death. He actually gave up his innate physical advantage to compete with himself in sword competition. Does he really think he can crush him in all aspects?
"sit."
Xu Xiaoshou signaled Cheng Xingchu not to be impulsive. After he sat down again, he said: "The way of swordsmanship is nothing more than 'sword' and 'dao'."
"In this way, in order to avoid hurting the harmony, you and I will stand still and just talk about your sword with one mouth. In the end, where your spiritual sword belongs depends entirely on its own wishes."
"how?"
Everyone was stunned. Even the three bosses from both sides were seeing this kind of competition for the first time, and everyone looked a bit shocked.
Cheng Xingchu was happy.
He is the master of the spiritual sword. Although he has experienced Xu Xiaoshou's infuriating words and tongue skills, but when it comes to touching his own sword...
"Haha, Xu Xiaoshou, do you really think you can do whatever you say?"
"In this competition, I, Cheng Xingchu, took over!"
"Feel free to come over here!"
He held down his spirit sword, turned around and said disdainfully: "I would like to see how you persuade me..."
Buzz!
Before he finished speaking, the sword in his hand trembled violently, and Cheng Xingchu was stunned.
Those wisps of white sword energy fluttering out, this is...
"Sword Intent?"
His eyes widened instantly. Did Xu Xiaoshou not only have an innate body, but also an innate sword mind?
Even if you look at the entire continent, there are only a handful of existences that possess both sword and body skills. But Xu Xiaoshou in front of him is actually such a person?
Cheng Xingchu panicked. He had never expected this outcome.
It's like someone happens to remember the highest peak in the world, but it is difficult for him to understand and describe the second peak.
Maybe, then this person is definitely too busy!
Cheng Xingchu is not idle. Even if he happens to know that there is an innate body in the Ling Palace, he will not take the initiative to find out who this person is.
If it hadn't been for a sudden inspiration, he wouldn't have even discovered that Xu Xiaoshou was the senior fellow from the outer courtyard.
So at this moment, he could only hold on to his spiritual sword with all his strength.
After all, he has never even understood the acquired sword intention... He has reached the spiritual skill stream, not the artistic conception stream!
"You lied to me?"
Cheng Xingchu's eyes turned red. As the master, he had to fight tooth and nail to stop the sword from leaving. This was a shame!
"How could I lie to you?"
Xu Xiaoshou was confused and asked: "Even if it is a life and death battle, you can't ask the enemy to reveal his trump card to you in advance, let alone we are just sitting and talking!"
Cheng Xingchu subconsciously felt that something was wrong with this sentence, but he couldn't think about what was wrong.
The burst of spiritual energy was just to hold down the fifth-grade sword.
Buzz buzz——
Xu Xiaoshou's face was calm and calm, but the sword body was shaken violently.
This is the power of the artistic conception flow. To deal with these guys who use spiritual skills, as long as they fail to take action in advance, they will never be able to take action.
Looking at Cheng Xingchu, whose face was getting more and more ferocious, Xu Xiaoshou reminded: "Don't take action!"
Cheng Xingchu's face turned green.
If this continues, he will inevitably be unable to control his sword. Instead of doing this, it is better to use his strength to use a spiritual skill to completely crush Xu Xiaoshou's conspiracy!
His eyes narrowed and he immediately drew his sword!
A ray of sword light seemed to be flying out. At this moment, Xu Xiaoshou suddenly turned his head and looked at Yu Zhiwen. The latter's green jade fingers that seemed to be about to move suddenly froze.
Then, with a flick of his sleeves and robe, the young man held the void in his hand.
"Here comes the sword!"
Keng——
With a scolding, the unborn spiritual skills instantly shattered into pieces and turned into spiritual mist that filled the sky and flew away like falling raindrops.
As if commanded by the gods, Cheng Xingchu could no longer control the spiritual sword in his hand. He jumped out of his hand with a cry of joy, shaking out a perfect sword flower in the void, and went straight into Xu Xiaoshou's right hand where the precious light was flowing.
Boom!
There was a muffled sound, steady.
The strong wind brought by the spirit sword directly blew a few strands of long hair in front of Xu Xiaoshou's forehead and hit the pretty face of Yu Zhiwen who was sitting side by side.
Xu Xiaoshou curled his lips, deliberately adding a bit of frivolity, and lowered his voice and said:
"You can't take action in a fight between men!"
Yu Zhiwen was dumbfounded.
That graceful sound of "sword coming", that gesture of receiving the sword without looking back...
Coupled with the spiritual mist falling from the sky like drifting particles behind the young man, it automatically blurred everyone around him.
It was like a fairyland here, with only her and Xu Xiaoshou.
"Thumping!"
The loud sound of her heartbeat suddenly accelerated, making her delicate body tremble. When she pushed back and sat down on the chair, she retreated and hurriedly distanced herself from Xu Xiaoshou.
"Zhizhi——"
The harsh sound echoed in the hall again, but Yu Zhiwen couldn't care less.
It would have been embarrassing enough to be found out for secretly assisting, but Xu Xiaoshou's eyes suddenly looked back...
too close!
She seems to have given Xu Xiaoshou's favor!
"Thumping, thumping..."
In the field, the spiritual mist hangs down.
The man and woman opposite looked at each other face to face, and jealousy burst out of Cheng Xingchu's eyes.
"Die!"
He stood up abruptly, no longer caring about any rules, he just wanted to smash Xu Xiaoshou's head with a punch and take back the spiritual sword!
"Sit down!" Xu Xiaoshou shouted without even turning his head.
boom!
There was a roar and explosion in response, and Cheng Xingchu stood up. A sword energy instantly penetrated his body.
Not only did he smash his seat to pieces, but he also twisted his legs so hard that he sat in mid-air!
Only then did Xu Xiaoshou retract his gaze from Yu Zhiwen's shy and pretty face, and glanced back at the person who was trying to riot.
Holding the sword and lightly tapping the table, he said in a slow and calm voice:
"Sit down and discuss the Tao, sit down and discuss the Tao..."
"If you don't sit down, how can you talk about the Tao?"