As soon as Ding Mian's words fell, a tall and thin young man beside him was already a little under his feet, and he flew through the air and landed opposite Zuo Yi.

"Just let me Ding Bad come and learn your Wind Sword first!

Ding Bad's eyes were gloomy, his face was cold, he was embarrassed to call Senior Brother Yi directly, but he would never call Senior Brother Yi.

He stood in a crane step, set up a sword stake, pointed his long sword diagonally in front of him, and sent an inviting gesture to Zuo Yi, his eyes full of battle intent.

Zuo Yi looked at the other party for a moment and said with a smile: "This Senior Brother Ding, or Senior Brother Ding, because I may have to fight a few more battles in the future, in order to maintain my strength, I won't let you." ”

As the best of their peers, who doesn't have a bit of pride?

Ding Bad snorted proudly: "Hmph! You don't need to let me use your wind sword, just attack it!"

"Hahaha! Okay, but I'm afraid you won't be able to stand my wind sword!"

Zuo Yi laughed wildly, and flew up suddenly, piercing the long sword with force, and slashing at Ding Bad with a jade dragon outside the sky.

As he said, this time he didn't retain his strength, this sword was fast and fierce, and the sword contained a strong internal force, faintly glowing with a faint red light.

Snort –

The sword slashed through the air, as if splitting the space in half, and the sound was like a crack.

Ding Bad only felt that there was a flower in front of him, Zuo Yi's people were already close at hand, Zuo Yi's sword had already fallen above his head, and a string of afterimages even appeared in the air.

He was taken aback.

In a hurry, he was difficult to dodge, and he could only move his arm and swing his sword to block!

Boom!

There was a clash of gold and iron, and sparks splashed everywhere.

Ding Bad's pupils shrank suddenly, and he instantly felt an incomparable force coming from the body of the sword, causing his long sword to fly out of his hand and slam diagonally into the roof, and his people involuntarily fell backwards.

Wow!

He took seven or eight steps back, but finally didn't stand firm, fell to the ground and his hands trembled, lost his mind in a daze, and his face changed pale.

"Senior Brother Ding, are you okay?" Zuo Yi showed kindness and asked out loud.

In fact, he knew in his heart that Ding Bad should not be injured, but his internal organs were a little shocked.

Ding Bad came back to his senses, glanced at Zuo Yi in a complicated way, and the arrogance in his heart dissipated.

He was defeated, and he was so badly defeated that he didn't even block Zuo Yi's move......

Fortunately, he could afford to put it down, and said with a red face: "Ding is willing to gamble and lose, I have seen Senior Brother Yi!"

"Senior Brother Ding is polite. ”

Zuo Yi smiled and nodded.

He turned to look at the banquet again and asked in a loud voice, "Who else will teach?"

"Jiang Hong came to learn the tricks! Look at the sword!"

Jiang Hong, who was standing behind Tang Yingyu, came out of the crowd, without too much nonsense, and swung his sword to attack Zuoyi.

Jiang Hong was one of the two disciples who accompanied Di Xiu down the mountain to greet Zuo Yi, and he barely spoke to Zuo Yi along the way.

However, Zuo Yi can feel that it is not that Jiang Hong is not good at talking, but that he is cautious and quite urban.

Jiang Hong's face was expressionless, his eyes were resolute and sharp, when he rushed forward, the pace under his feet was changeable, leaving behind the afterimage of the Dao, the long sword quickly stirred the air, the moves were complex and exquisite, dazzling, but the momentum was amazing, like a Tenghai dragon.

Zuo Yi's eyes narrowed slightly, and his eyebrows were slightly solemn.

In terms of kendo attainments, this Jiang Hong can definitely be called a young leader, if he hadn't improved his sword sweeping style, he might not have as good an attainment in kendo as this Jiang Hong.

However, he doesn't need to fight the opponent's sword, he only needs to defeat the opponent.

"Brother Jiang, be careful!"

Zuo Yi reminded him loudly, and immediately held the sword flower in his hand, and swung it forward, and a violent sword qi poured out!

Bang bang –

The floor tiles under his feet exploded wildly, extending to Jiang Hong's feet, instantly disrupting Jiang Hong's pace and rhythm, and he was so startled that he hurriedly jumped to avoid it.

But just when Jiang Hong just jumped up, a figure flew in the air, the afterimage in the air was heavy, the long sword pierced through the air like an electric snake, and an accelerated version of the ancient dragon stabbed at his face, the edge was dazzling, penetrating people's hearts and lungs.

Snort –

Jiang Hong couldn't help but be frightened to death, and hurriedly raised his sword to meet him, but he couldn't block it, and watched the sharp and cold tip of the sword, with a piercing sound of breaking the air, rubbing the side of his ear......

"Agreed!"

Zuo Yi landed on the ground, put away his sword and smiled.

Jiang Hong was shocked, and a cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

If Zuo Yi hadn't shifted the blade of the sword at the last moment, he would have been killed by the sword piercing his brain, and he would never have been lucky.

He took a deep breath, calmed down his shocking mind, and clenched his fists and said, "Thank you Senior Brother Yi for your mercy, Jiang Honggan bows to the wind!"

He glanced at Zuo Yi deeply and turned back to his seat.

At this moment, the faces of everyone in the hall were quite wonderful, and the eyes that looked at Zuo Yi were full of surprise and disbelief.

Zuo Yi's superb swordsmanship and strong internal strength have a crushing advantage over Songshan leaders such as Ding Bad and Jiang Hong.

Especially his incomparable internal strength, which is even enough to surpass many old masters on the rivers and lakes.

But he is only fifteen or sixteen years old, even if he starts to cultivate internal strength in his mother's womb, it is quite amazing.

At this moment, Fei Yang, who was the first to lose to Zuo Yi, the sense of shame in his heart disappeared.

His strength is not much different from Ding Bad and Jiang Hong.

Compared with Ding Bad and Jiang Hong's defeat in one or two moves, he still insisted on thirteen moves, and even he was a little grateful to Zuo Yi's subordinates for showing mercy......

The debate is not over.

Next, other unconvinced young leaders appeared one after another, and asked Zuo Yi for advice.

Lu Bai's disciple Han Tong......

Chen Yushu, a disciple of Zhong Zhen......

Li Jingyue, a disciple of Deng Bagong......

These people are also the best among the young disciples of the Songshan faction, compared to Fei Yang, Ding Bad, and Jiang Hong, their strength is high and low, but overall the gap is not big.

So, there is no suspense in the outcome.

Many can resist Zuo Yi's seven or eight moves with their exquisite body techniques, and the few three or two moves will be defeated, and they have become Zuo Yi's junior brother or sister.

From the discussion with Zuo Yi, they also deeply understood a truth, strong internal strength is the king.

A person with strong internal force like Zuo Yi can release his internal force and can hit the enemy seven steps away.

No matter how superb your swordsmanship is, if you can't even get close, how can you hurt someone?

Of course, Zuo Yi is also very consumed, and a layer of fine sweat gradually emerges from the tip of his nose.

He thought he could hit ten, but at the moment, that goal would be difficult to achieve.

Fortunately, when he lost six people in a row with an absolute advantage, the rest of the young disciples had been suppressed, and no one played for a long time.

Ding Mian laughed out loud and stroked his palms and said, "Wonderful! It's so exciting! Master Yi's nephew's internal strength and swordsmanship are unparalleled, which is eye-opening."

I am afraid that among the young disciples of this sect, except for Di Xiu, Shi Dengda, Zuo Feiying, Wan Dengping, and Zuo Ting, the five teachers and nephews, it is difficult to compare with Yi's nephews.

In particular, Master Yi's nephew's internal strength is strong, and he can be called the crown of the young disciples of this sect.

Senior brother in charge, I think this is the end of today's discussion.

It's a pity that no one can force out Master Yi's nephew's swords, and I can't help but feel a little regretful. ”

"Hahahaha!"

Zuo Lengchan's face was full of red light, laughed heartily, and said: "Senior Brother Ding, our senior brothers gathered together tonight, and we should return with joy, how can we have any regrets?"

Ying'er, you go down and instruct your third brother a few moves, and let your uncles see what your third brother's wind sword is all about. ”

"Yes, Dad. ”

Zuo Feiying responded respectfully, got up and walked to Zuo Yi......