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Chapter 1945 Swordsmanship Fragments

By the time Su Tu and others came over, the martial arts training stage was already crowded with people, talking a lot, including Bao BuTong, who crossed his arms and looked at the sky with a look of disdain.

Yuan Changqing frowned slightly, Fu Ge spoke loudly, but the scene in front of him did not mean to hide from others, for fear that no one would know. Yuan Changqing looked at Su Tu with some worry, but saw that Su Tu's face remained the same, calm.

Only then did he calm down slightly.

Su Tu stood in the middle of the martial arts training platform without saying a word. The big sword on his back had been unfastened and stood beside him. Everyone in the Zangyuan Sword Pavilion pointed, half praising Su Tu's beauty, and half marveling at this

It is very rare for a delicate girl to use such a big sword.

After a while, there was a commotion outside the crowd, and they parted ways. Fu Ge came slowly with a long sword in his hand, ignoring everyone's greetings and staring straight at Su Tu.

Fu Ge walked three steps in front of Su Tu and glanced at the big sword in Su Tu's hand. He was also stunned and even more wary. A master of martial arts who could use such a big sword might be trying to scare people.

Or there is an ulterior motive that should not be underestimated. Looking at Su Tu who was as quiet as a virgin, Fu Ge felt irritated. He worked hard to suppress this irritability and turned around the murderous intention that could hardly be suppressed. Fu Ge

Startled, I suddenly realized that this woman would become a powerful enemy in the future, and if she could not be eradicated earlier, the consequences would be endless.

Fu Ge secretly took a breath and said in a calm voice: "An old friend is here, Fu Mou will try the sword as promised. The sword has no eyes, life and death are determined by fate, everyone should be careful."

Yuan Changqing's vest suddenly became cold, and when he was about to speak, he heard Su Tu calmly answer: "Thank you, senior, for the gift. This sword of peace was made by my master from the cold iron of the Far North. It weighs twenty-seven kilograms. I will do my best to urge you."

You can only use three swords, senior, so be careful."

Everyone was in an uproar. On the one hand, they were surprised that the sword was so heavy. On the other hand, they were dissatisfied with Su Tu for not overestimating his own abilities and speaking rudely. According to her intention, it was possible that the master of the Zangyuan Sword Pavilion could be hurt.

Fu Ge did not mean to make fun of him, and responded indifferently: "Your master and I have competed several times in the past. I have already learned the Luo Bai sword technique in Luo Xing Valley. It is not my fault. If you had not mastered the Liu Bai sword technique to the number of six swords, your chances of winning would be

Not big."

Su Tu was not moved at all. Although his voice was soft, his tone was firm: "Master taught me martial arts. He only taught me the Liubai Sword Technique. He never mentioned the Mu Xiu Sword Technique of Zangyuan Sword Pavilion. Master once told me that the sword technique depends on the person.

Different people use the same blank sword technique differently. There is no best sword technique, only the best swordsman."

Fu Ge looked up to the sky and smiled, shouting loudly: "It's interesting, let's draw the sword."

Yuan Changqing felt an ominous feeling in his heart and shouted quickly: "Tu'er, today is just a sword test, no matter life or death!"

Fu Ge suppressed the murderous intent in his eyes and was about to speak when Su Tu replied loudly: "Uncle Master, thank you. Master also said that the sword is a murderous weapon. You have to use the sword to kill people, and you have to use the sword to save people. If

I can't go back today, so I'd like to trouble my uncle to go back and tell the master that Su Tu can no longer serve him tea."

"Tu'er, you..."

Su Tu looked at Yan Zhifei, who looked anxious and scared, smiled sweetly, and said softly: "Brother, thank you very much for these years. And Zhiruo, you must practice martial arts well and don't be lazy anymore."

"Junior sister..."

"elder sister……"

The second son was restless. Yan Zhifei was about to rush forward, but was restrained by Yuan Changqing. Yan Zhifei growled: "Uncle, how could you watch your junior sister die!"

Yuan Changqing looked sad, as if he had aged ten years. He sighed and said slowly: "This is her knot, and no one else can untie it."

Yan Zhifei was stunned for a moment, and suddenly remembered what Su Tu said when Wu Shanqian and the scholar Liang Xuyou parted, this is her world. Yuan Changqing looked at Yan Zhifei next to him, his eyes filled with teeth and tears looming, and he sighed inwardly.

Idiot, do you know why Su Tu has been reluctant to get close to her these years? It's not that Yan Zhifei has a bad character or martial arts skills, but that she can't get too close to him. If she gets too close, he will be burned.

Lou Zhiruo gritted her teeth and looked at Fu Ge fiercely. If Su Tu had any shortcomings, he would make the Lou family in Liyuan and Zangyuan sword pavilion incompatible. If others didn't tell him, he would definitely take revenge on Zangyuan sword pavilion.

"Finished?"

"That's it. I kept senior waiting for a long time." Su Tu replied apologetically.

Fu Ge gave a faint hum, and his murderous intention became more intense. He really couldn't keep this child. He was afraid that if she didn't die, he would have trouble sleeping and eating in the future.

"Draw out your sword."

Su Tu took a deep breath and slowly pulled out the big sword. The sword was dull and rustic, and the sword was unsheathed. The coldness suddenly dispersed, causing everyone in the Zangyuan Sword Pavilion to take a breath. This sword looked unpleasant.

But it is a magic weapon.

Fu Ge narrowed his eyes slightly and held the long sword across his chest, but did not take it out of the sheath. He probably wanted Su Tu to strike first, like a master. Su Tu put aside the scabbard of the big sword, held the sword with both hands, and pointed towards

Fu Ge nodded and said, "Senior, be careful."

As soon as he finished speaking, the big sword thrust out, and suddenly a tingling feeling came to Fu Ge's heart. It was such a fast sword, there was no fancy move in this thrust, it went straight, but it was very fast, and it didn't look like anything at all.

It is as heavy as a twenty-seven-pound sword, light and agile, like an embroidery needle in a lady's hand.

To be able to practice a big sword to such an extent can only be said to be a gift. Everyone in Zangyuan Sword Pavilion was dumbfounded. Su Tu's sword opened their eyes. It turns out that the heavy sword can be used in this way.

The situation like the cloak splashing on the face did not appear. The heavy sword has no edge, no skill, and the same sword technique, different swords and different swordsmen, but the power is more than ten times different.

Fu Ge's pupils shrank slightly. Fu Ge had long coveted Luo Bai's sword technique in Luo Xing Valley. Although his reputation was not as good as that of Mu Xiu's sword technique in Zangyuan Sword Pavilion, he had traveled with Chu Gucheng in the world, and he was familiar with Liu Bai's sword technique.

Subtlety, and Fu Ge also knows a secret that has always been known only to the master of Zangyuan Sword Pavilion. The Muxiu swordsmanship for which Zangyuan Sword Pavilion is famous is actually only a fragment and not complete. It is not difficult to dominate a state, but in the end

The road to the top of Juefeng Mountain is cut off, which is why a letter from Chu Gucheng can impress Fu Ge. The so-called friendship between life and death is only secondary, the most important thing is the three blank sword skills.

Su Tu's sword completely overturned Fu Ge's impression of Liu Bai's sword technique. Liu Bai's sword technique under Su Tu's sword had already embarked on a completely different path with endless potential. Only at this moment did Fu Ge realize what Su Tu had just said.

In a word, the swordsmanship is the same, the only difference is the swordsman. Thinking of this, Fu Ge felt slightly confused, and his Taoist heart, which had been polished for decades, was a little unstable.


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