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Katsuchi's state looked like there had been some slight changes, and he twisted his shoulders a few times in between moves, as if he had a faint discomfort.

With light, what it touches is also boundless, and it is not perceived by things. I thought that Katsuchi's abrupt movement might be a hidden wound caused by the light.

And Yan Lu's expression suddenly flashed a hint of coldness, his eyebrows were raised, and his soft eyebrows were suddenly sharp, and his heroic spirit was compelling. The sword blade that faintly appeared in both directions with light flew in Yan Lu's hand, forming an impermeable dense net.

This last confrontation was dazzling, only to see the light of the two swordsman's qi intertwined, unable to see the weak and the strong, unable to distinguish friend from foe, seemingly chaotic and changeable, but always harmonious and not mixed, in a kind of balance of movement.

In the eyes of Shengqi, there is an unquenchable war and a ** to win, and Juque gallops vertically and horizontally, looking for a gap to break the balance. Yan Lu twists and turns, and his body is dexterous, like an antelope hanging its horns, and a dragonfly dripping water, without a trace. After a few stalemates, Sheng Qi suddenly exerted his strength again, and the muscles of his whole body seemed to be affected by the huge force, and he swung a sword to Yan Lu with a backhand, which was heavy and fierce.

Yan Lu didn't retreat at all, he flipped backwards and fell, and stood up to face the sword blade with his conceited hands. Seeing the menacing Juque stabbing straight towards Yan Lu's throat, it was only a fraction of a second, and it came to an abrupt end.

The atmosphere suddenly condensed, and my palms were also shocked with a layer of fine sweat.

His face was soft, his eyes were as cool as water, and he was boundless and calm, as if the sword in front of him was not for him.

The princess's face was already pale, and she bit her lip tightly, and her eyes were full of fear, and it seemed that she was also frightened.

Li Si said: "Juque can kill people by just a few more minutes, and it seems that the victory and defeat have been decided." ”

"Lost like this?" I was a little puzzled, Yan Lu was clearly still leeway, and his expression was so calm, did he deliberately end this sword contest in this way? Otherwise, according to the characteristics of his forgetfulness method, there would be no result in the fight until tomorrow, right? This and this...... It's hard to imagine...

Zhang Liang raised his eyebrows and said, "Yun'er look carefully, the words on the ground." ”

There was also a faint commotion in the venue, and everyone was talking about it. In the center of the huge kendo hall is a big engraved word 'benevolence', which is at the feet of Katsuchi. The process of the competition just now was brushed through in my mind, no matter whether I looked at the sword marks or the position, this benevolent character was clearly left by Shengqi's Juque, Yan Lu actually inadvertently let Shengqi leave the sword marks of the attack in the corresponding position.

I have already admired the five bodies to the ground: "Senior brother can be said to be silent and sound, not only martial arts convey the realm of gentlemen and moderation, but this last hand is really enough!"

The word 'benevolence', which is impossible to ignore, also makes some objections to the results of the competition. Half a moment later, Fusu still did not come to a conclusion and judged the result.

The princess suddenly spoke: "The musician, the Chinese of virtue." Mr. Yan Lu's piano skills are exquisite and elegant, and Yuqin is fortunate to consult Mr. Yu many times. Today, when I saw Mr. Shi's swordsmanship, it was also like hearing the sound of the piano in his ears, and he was honest and honest, and his mood was dust-free, which was really the style of a gentleman. ”

Yan Lu bowed his hand, and he was a little more heroic in his gentleness: "The princess is too famous." ”

He looked at her at a distance of a foot, and each other's expressions were elegant and calm, but they were too respectful. It makes me feel inexplicable, there seems to be something different between the two, as if they just met for the first time today, familiar and unfamiliar!

Li Si on the side looked embarrassed, but he also complimented in a flattering tone: "What Princess Yuqin Hui said is extremely true, but the sword competition is more important than the result, and with the current result....... Gongzi's second sword discussion?"

At this moment, there seemed to be a "ding" sound in my head, and I remembered an event that I had not thought of before. History records that many of Qin Shi Huang's daughters were married to Li Si's sons, so what about Princess Yuqin? Won't Qin Shi Huang also be arranged by Qin Shi Huang to marry into the Li family? However, this arrangement can indeed stabilize the power of Fusu, and maybe Li Si will not have that difference in the change of sand dunes...... I was taken aback by this thought, and suddenly pulled back the thoughts that had drifted away, the direction of this great history is impossible to change, and I just helped the princess escape alone, as for the others, it is also in vain to think about breaking their heads, why waste brain cells and mediocrity.

Fusu pondered for a long time and judged: "Both of them are first-class first-class masters, no matter what they are, it's really eye-opening." When fighting for life and death, the point stops, and in terms of this result, the victory seven is slightly better. ”

Fu Nian said respectfully: "The child's comments are fair and well-founded, and the little sage Zhuang is convinced. ”

"Yun'er, let's go. Zhang Liang hurriedly reminded me.

"Next is the competition between Master Xiaomeng and Senior Brother, it's not bad for a while, let's go after reading it?"

"No, you can't. He took my hand and walked out.

I shook it hard: "You are so strange, Uncle Xun is here every day and can't run, what if you go later?"

"Not leaving?" he stared at me, his tone faintly threatening.

I was categorical: "No, I'm leaving." ”

"Okay. He didn't say a word, wrapped his arms around my waist, scooped me up, and walked away in his arms.

"Put me down. I glared at him and he ignored him, and I pushed him and he hugged him tighter.

The protest was fruitless, but our posture attracted the curious eyes of the guards around us, and there were bursts of snickering.

I was speechless: "What kind of nerves do you have in the ovary!"

"What is a nerve?"

"That means you're not thinking right. ”

"What's wrong with me holding my lady?" he said leisurely, looking down at me. In that look, there was a faint hint of ridicule, and it seemed to be uninhibited flirtation, which made me feel empty, and coldly looked at the two guards who patrolled by, and that look clearly misinterpreted our conversation and our behavior.

My skin is still thinner than his, so I have to show weakness: "Count me out as a loser, I'll go by myself." You have told the world that I am Uncle Xun's closed disciple, and I can't lose my image, and it is too unseemly to be in public. ”

Yun'er said very reasonably. He smiled wickedly, and let me down, holding me firmly in his hand, as if he was afraid that I would escape.

I let out a long and long sigh: "I have one more regret in my life, the peak duel between the head of Taoist Tianzong and the head of Confucianism that is rare in a hundred years, it is close at hand but I can't witness it with my own eyes, you have to compensate me for the ovary." ”

"Okay, compensate Yun'er in the future. ”

He really picked up on a joke, and I asked, "How to compensate?"

He thought about it for a moment, Fang opened his lips, and his voice was soft and faint, clear and upright, like the wind passing through a clear lake, blowing crepe ripples.

"Is it enough to compensate for it in a lifetime?"

My heart was blown away, and his words were close to my ears but they were a little ethereal like the middle of the water, which made me slightly drunk before I came back to my senses.

"Not enough. I smiled wickedly, "At least eight lifetimes." ”

He sneered, shook his head and sighed softly, and his hand tightened slightly, quickening his pace.

If you don't answer with a smile, I'll just take him as a default! I smiled as if I had triumphantly: "But the ovary, you owe me a favor last time to try arithmetic, and now you owe me eight lifetimes, you really owe me a lot of debts, can you pay it back?"

He said very firmly: "If you owe Yun'er, you will naturally have to repay it twice, as long as Yun'er is willing to rely on me for eight lifetimes." ”

Why do you talk like I'm dead-skinned?

I snorted: "Whoever is afraid of whom, the ghost will also pester you to collect debts." ”

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Zhang Liang hurriedly said goodbye and left when he sent me to Xunzi, and he could see that he was also very concerned about Fu Nian's sword competition, and he didn't know that he was so anxious that I should immediately rush to see Xunzi's secret......

Xunzi glanced at me and said, "Why are you injured?"

"It's a skin wound that I rubbed during a sword competition at a kendo gym. ”

"Compare swords?" Xun Zi paused, thought for a while, and said, "The ovary still acts like this, and I don't like to follow common sense." What's the blood on your hands?"

Suddenly asked about the inconspicuous blood stain on my finger, I was a little confused, and I replied, "I just touched the wound." ”

Xunzi didn't ask anymore, handed me a roll of bamboo slips, and motioned for me to open it. Looking at the color and luster of this bamboo slip, it seems to be "Canglong".

I was a little surprised, stunned, and raised my eyes to observe Xunzi's expression.

Xunzi nodded deeply and mysteriously.

I took it, and the moment I touched "Canglong", there seemed to be a faint light flashing on the surface of the bamboo slips.

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