Li Chang, who was cooking rice, raised his head slightly, glanced at the middle-aged man, then lowered his head and continued cooking.
Seeing that Li Chang didn't move, Zhao Xuanyi clasped his fists again and said: "Warrior Zhao Xuanyi, please give me some advice."
Li Chang wiped his mouth and looked up at Lin Yanli. When Lin Yanli nodded, he slowly stood up and cupped his hands at the man in front of him.
"Swordsman Li Shang, please give me some advice."
The two of them went downstairs together and came to the courtyard on the first floor.
The corner of Zhao Dan's mouth curled up slightly, and he called a dozen maids to move the table to the railing, intending to watch the two of them spar while eating.
Li Zhujiu was very interested at this time. He jumped up and sat on the railing, crossed his legs casually, and stared at the two people in the courtyard with a smile.
Lin Yanli's mind was always on the milky-white soup. She secretly pulled the soup plate in front of her, filled herself a bowl, squatted down, and stared at Li Shang through the gap in the railing.
Zhao Xuanyi and Li Chang stood side by side. He stared at Li Chang solemnly and asked in a deep voice: "Please enlighten me!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly took a step forward with his right leg, and then swept over with his left leg. The attack speed was staggering, and he was in front of Li Chang almost instantly.
Li Chang's expression was extremely calm, neither hiding nor evading, and allowed the opponent's leg whip to sweep towards him. When the long leg was close to him, he suddenly reached out and grabbed the crook of the leg.
"Stopped!"
Surprise flashed across Zhao Dan's face.
Zhao Xuanyi had expected this, so he pulled his leg back and immediately changed his move. He kicked his left leg with his true energy, and a strong wind rushed towards Li Chang's face.
The bamboo forest in the courtyard rustled. Under the strong wind, all the bamboos bent their waists. Even some slender bamboos couldn't withstand the wind pressure and broke directly at the waist, making a "crackling" sound.
Li Chang held the sword box with his right hand, and with a sudden wave, blocking the strong wind, he slapped the top of the sword box with the palm of his right hand. The sword box opened with a crash, and a dark iron heavy sword jumped out and landed firmly on the ground.
At the same time, the Dark Iron Heavy Sword shook slightly, sending out ripples several feet high. The ripples spread around like waves and hit the ground with a loud bang.
Li Chang held the hilt of the sword, raised the Xuantie heavy sword in the air, swung the sword and slashed, and a sword energy composed of true energy rushed towards Zhao Xuanyi's shoulder.
"good!"
Zhao Dan couldn't help but praise him and looked at Li Shang with admiration in his eyes.
At a young age, his attainments in kendo are already comparable to those of the old masters in their 60s.
Zhao Xuanyi's eyes were serious. After dodging the sword, he stretched out his hand and tore off his robe, revealing strong muscles and bronze skin.
He roared loudly, and his whole body seemed to turn into a wild beast, and he fiercely pounced on Li Sang.
Zhao Xuanyi practiced physical skills and boxing moves. His moves were fierce and domineering, and they seemed to be no worse than the Dragon Shaking Fist that sister A Li taught him.
However, he had no intention of resisting with brute force, because he was a swordsman.
Li Chang's eyes narrowed into a thin line, and he nimbly avoided Zhao Xuanyi's every attack. Then he turned from defense to attack, using Qinggong to stab Zhao Xuanyi's ribs with a sharp sword move.
Zhao Xuanyi's expression changed slightly. He could tell that Li Chang was using a heavy sword without a sharp edge. If this blow were to hit the target, he would definitely break several ribs tonight.
He had no choice but to turn his attack into defense and fold his fists to resist.
When the two touched each other, Zhao Xuanyi felt his hands were numb from the shock. He quickly raised his head and said, "How much does your sword weigh?"
Li Chang paused for a moment, then turned around in the air with the heavy sword. After barely stopping, he said dullly: "One thousand catties."
Zhao Xuanyi was shocked. As far as he knew, Grandmaster Zhang, who was both physically and mentally skilled in the city, could only lift up to 800 kilograms of weight with one hand.
How old is this little friend Li Shang? He weighs a thousand pounds, but he looks quite relaxed.
Li Chang looked calm, put down the black iron heavy sword in his hand, and slapped his right hand on the sword box again, and the sword box spread out like a peacock spreading its tail.
Zhao Xuanyi was shocked. There were a total of four swords lying in the young man's sword box. Except for the silver Qingfeng, the rest were all heavy swords.
A terrible guess came to Zhao Xuanyi's mind. Could it be that all the swords were heavy swords weighing one thousand kilograms?
Li Chang used his true energy as a guide and silently recited the formula. In Zhao Xuanyi's shocked eyes, a heavy sword in the sword box jumped up and floated steadily in front of Li Chang.
"Yu Jian, this is the magical power of the Immortal Family!"
Zhao Dan grasped the railing tightly with both hands and leaned forward. The Four Realm Daxiu in the corner quickly grabbed Zhao Dan's belt. Maybe Zhao Dan would fall down the stairs.
Li Zhujiu crossed his chest, stood tall and straight, and looked triumphant, as if to say, I taught you this skill, please praise me!
The Four Realm Daxiu took a deep look at Li Chang and said: "The skills used by this young man are very special."
Lin Yanli was also a little surprised when she saw this scene. She could tell that Li Chang was using sword control skills, but she didn't expect that Li Chang could actually practice to this point.
Li Chang raised the fingers of his left hand together and controlled the heavy sword to slash at Zhao Xuanyi.
Zhao Xuanyi hurriedly stepped back, and the heavy sword passed by the tip of his nose. A loud bang was heard, the ground was cut open, and the soil splashed, leaving a shocking trace.
Cold sweat dripped down Zhao Xuanyi's face. If he hadn't been able to dodge quickly, he might have been hit by this heavy sword. Even so, he was still scared to death. If he was hit by this... I can't imagine it!
Li Chang retracted the heavy sword, drew his fingertips on his chest, and jumped up with the second heavy sword. This sword was slower than the first sword, but its momentum was much calmer. The fingertips were pointed forward, and the blade was thick and blunt.
Draw an arc in the air and chop down hard.
This time, Zhao Xuanyi did not dodge, he stepped forward with his legs, used his waist strength to punch, and knocked the epee away.
He frowned and clenched his fists.
The force he endured just now seemed to be only two to three hundred kilograms. Could it be that only the original sword weighed one thousand kilograms?
Seeing that the heavy sword was driven into the bamboo forest, Li Chang was not in a hurry to get it, and then used his true energy to pull out the third sword, and this sword was slower.
In this way, Zhao Xuanyi understood in his heart.
The weights of these heavy swords are different. The one that was the fastest before was the lightest. As the weight increases, the speed of the sword also slows down, and it is even impossible to lift the sword.
Thinking of this, Zhao Xuanyi looked at the heavy sword beside Li Chang's feet.
After all, it still belongs to the category of mortals, and the true energy is limited, so it is normal that it cannot be lifted up.
Zhao Xuanyi stepped forward, flew forward, slapped the heavy sword to the ground with a big hand, swayed slightly, dodged in front of Li Chang, and pushed the young man several meters away with an iron mountain support.
Li Shang barely stabilized her body and rubbed her sore abdomen, feeling that her internal organs had shifted.
This Lord of Shangzhu Kingdom was very experienced and quickly noticed his shortcomings in sword handling, but... he still underestimated the enemy too much.
Zhao Xuanyi's energy and blood boiled, his momentum surged, and when he was about to get closer to expand his advantage, a flash of silver light flashed in front of his eyes.
"禫!"
The crisp sound made Zhao Xuanyi stunned for a moment. He lowered his head slightly, and there was actually a three-foot green blade pressed against his neck.
The sword was strong and cold, and a bloodstain stretched from his neck to his left fist.
This sword was so fast that he didn't even feel any pain.
Li Chang grabbed a handful with his right hand, and several long swords scattered around were neatly returned to their cases.
He cupped his hands and cupped his hands, and said calmly: "I accept."