Gu Quan's eyes were a little straight for a while, and he knew best what the weight of his own Xuan balloon was. Not only him, but even the Gu Clan disciples on both sides immediately became as if they had seen a monster from the exclamation just now, staring straight at Lang Yu with straight eyes.

"Okay!" Gu Quan came back to his senses in a blink of an eye, replied with a somewhat mechanical puppet, and clicked on his handprints to gather his breath again. The white light flickered, and gradually formed a phantom between the two hands, but this time it was noticeably slower than before. Lang Yu just looked at him with a sigh of relief, looking calm and relaxed. It doesn't seem to have anything to do with me.,It's just a spectator.。 In fact, Lang Yu had already checked his body, and the blow just now didn't consume much of his Xuan Qi at all, even if he came back two or three times, there was no problem at all.

This scene is a bit embarrassing, Gu Quan is bored when he carries it, and as the breath passes, how do he feel more and more like a clown playing monkey. "Poof", the half-formed Xuan Qi mass suddenly flashed and disappeared out of thin air.

Gu Quan shook his head helplessly. Punched at Langyu. "Young master, I admit defeat, the blow just now is already my full strength. ”

"Huh?" Lang Yu had to simply return the salute. I thought to myself, this kid, I'm afraid he wants to make something more powerful, but he can't get it right when he tries it, so he has to admit it. But he smiled and said: "Accept, accept." ”

"Hehe, Gu Quan, this kid. Gu Lei Niang's smile could be heard from afar. Gu Quan lowered his head and blushed into the crowd.

This battle ended in such a hurry, and nothing was seen, but with this cushion field, the disciples on both sides were in a eager posture. Lang Yu also has a little bottom in his heart.

Gu Mo, who was watching, turned his head to look at Gu Lie on the side, Gu Lie nodded, no one knew what the two meant, maybe only they could understand.

At this time, Gu Heng stepped forward, "Young Master Yu, it seems that I underestimated a little just now, so let's order a disciple by yourself." Listening to the tone, Gu Heng was also a little relieved, not like he was afraid of hurting Lang Yu himself just now.

"Well, that's fine. "Langyu doesn't have to be pretentious. He turned around and looked around. His eyes finally fixed on a young man, because the expression of the young man was very different from that of others, he looked scornful, and he was also wearing a blue shirt, but his little face was full of stubbornness. It is also very familiar, it is Gu Fan that Lang Yu first knew, the young man who was abused by Gu Lei and was still dissatisfied with his brother Gu Ping. Now that he is in the middle of the second order, it is just right for Lang Yu to practice his hands, and there is one thing, this kid seems to never deliberately let himself, which is different from Gu Ping.

"That's it. Lang Yu raised his hand and pointed.

"Me!?" the young man named Gu Fan nodded his nose, a little surprised. "Okay, if you want to choose me, I won't keep my hand. As he spoke, he walked forward to meet Langyu.

When Gu Heng saw that it was Gu Fan, he also scratched his head, this kid was a little biao, and he couldn't see it at all. was about to step forward to say something, but Lang Yu waved his hand at him, and had no choice but to sigh and retreat.

"Since I chose you, I naturally didn't mean to let you keep your hand, if you can defeat me, it's also your ability. "Lang Yu also has a lot of confidence after the battle just now, then again, just with the disciples of these fighters, as long as they are not too outrageous, there is no certainty of defeating them, but there is really no fear of really hurting him. Seeing that things are not good, it is still okay to slip away.

It should be no problem, and it's hard to say what the truth is, because this is Lanyu's wishful thinking.

With a "swish", Gu Fan was really not polite, four or five steps away from Lang Yu, and without any polite etiquette, he turned around and drew his sword. I don't know if it's because he's an acute child, or if he was inspired by Gu Quan just now. But one thing should be certain, the speed at which a second-order fighter gathers qi is indeed much faster than that of a first-order fighter. In an instant, he saw that Gu Fan's arm was shining with red light, and the fire Xuan Qi had been injected into the sword body, and it was still rapidly entering inward. Lang Yu let out a sigh of relief, and sure enough, as he expected, no matter how fast the qi cultivation was, there would still be a time to gather qi. Although it was only three or four breaths, it was enough for him.

Gu Fan played another trick, a disdainful chuckle at the corner of his mouth, indifferent, and said in his heart: "Little young master, hehe, do you really think that physical cultivation is invulnerable, although I can't really hurt you, I have to leave you some impression, blame yourself! If you can enter the list of trials, you will also be perfected." ”

Come up and take out the sword, this kid is really not a good stubble, although it is not necessarily a treasure weapon for cutting gold and breaking iron, Lang Yu is not arrogant enough to be hard connected. However, the bare hands have the advantages of the bare hands, and the weapons have the disadvantages of the weapons. As soon as Xuan Qi was injected into the weapon, his range of influence was greatly limited, and his lethality was often limited to a straight line. In this way, it is not difficult to dodge.

So Langyu was still waiting, still smiling indifferently.

In an instant, the red mangs on the blade of the sword were sheng, as if they had just been pulled out of the furnace, Gu Fan lightly pulled a sword flower, and there were no flowers, and he was distracted and stabbed with a sword. A sword came out, not only made Lang Yu feel the agitation of the mysterious qi, but also smelled a trace of murderous aura from it, which was a kind of thought, and it could only be understood but not spoken. Lang Yu had already remembered this feeling, if it was an ordinary fighter, he might not be able to detect it at all, even Gu Fan himself might not be aware of it. That was what Lang Yu smelled from the scimitar inserted into his chest in his previous life, and he will never forget it in this life, it is a chilling feeling that makes his hair stand on end.

"Does this kid have murderous intentions towards me?"

"He didn't dare. ”

"But you're out of luck. Langyu finally didn't plan to stand idly by anymore. In the flash of lightning in his mind, when a few thoughts flashed, the tip of the fiery red sword was close at hand. Seven inches, three inches...... The tip of the sword was coming towards his chest, and Lang Yu stared at the trajectory of the tip of the sword clearly. One and a half inches is his bottom line, and the sword is sent to such an extent, if there is another conversion, then Lang Yu will only accept his fate. The sword is different from the dart weapon, and it is difficult to change it after leaving the hand. The sword is held in the hand, but it can change its angle at any time. Of course, this is only the experience of Langyu in his previous life, and success or failure is only a matter of moments.

However, three inches was already Gu Fan's limit, just as Lang Yu judged, he didn't dare to really hurt Lang Yu. Three inches, seeing that Lang Yu couldn't dodge, his back hand shook, and the blade was slanted to the left, which could be picked up to Lang Yu's left placket, and he couldn't hurt you and give you some color.

The tip of the sword arced, and the corners of Langyu's mouth curled. I immediately understood what it meant, and I also saw the gap between Gu Fan and myself, not much, an inch and a half, but the small distance became the key to victory or defeat. Although he could see that Gu Fan meant to make it, Lang Yu didn't have time to fight, he preferred to be clean and neat. Especially this kind of straightforward swordsmanship, it is simply delicate in Lang Yu's eyes, to say that he can see a few hairs on his wrists, Lang Yu is not that idle. The ape's waist stretched lightly, barely moving, and the blade of the sword grazed the edge of the robe and passed under the armpit, and the left hand was brought back, and the left foot was withdrawn after tapping Gu Fan's wrist. Then his body turned halfway, and his right hand casually nudged Gu Fan's left shoulder.

These actions are very troublesome to say, but when Lang Yu does it, it seems that he turned around at the right time and took a wrong step to the right. Such a small range of movements is how much time an ordinary person can use, so not even a few people can see that Lang Yu has moved, and Gu Fan rushed over from his side. There was a burst of inhalation around him.

The kung fu of the three-legged cat on the street, Langyu has always disdained to use it, just like using chopsticks for eating, you don't have to think about it to send a good place. Today, he used it in the competition, of course, he added some additional ingredients temporarily.

Gu Fan pierced out with a sword, and when he saw that he was stabbed accurately, he felt as if he was nothing, and he just felt that something was wrong, and he was pecked on his wrist again, saying that it was a peck, because that blow had no force at all. But he felt that his right wrist was numb, and he suddenly lost his senses, and the sword in his right hand was no longer in his grasp. At this time, the person had already rushed past the opponent, Gu Fan subconsciously lifted his right foot, and the next step landed on his toes, twisting and turning, and he could immediately stop and turn around. If the back is given to the other party, then you will lose first, after all, no one's eyes grow in the back of the head.

There was an accident with this simple idea, and just as he was about to move, there was a small force on his left shoulder. That's really not a big force. How much strength can be pushed by the trend, just like being touched casually, but his center of gravity has changed, so he has to "puff" to snatch a few steps forward, and finally barely took it off with the top handle.

A little peck, and then a small push, and he was embarrassed. Gu Fan was still wondering if he was too careless. There was a soft "ding" behind him. As soon as he turned around, the sword he had just taken off was squarely embedded in the stone crack in the ground, "buzzing" and trembling.

Seeing Gu Fan's stunned gaze, with a look of secret luck, Lang Yu clapped his hands gently, "Hehe, Gu Fan, your sword is not accurate enough." ”

"The reaction is very fast," Gu Mo said lightly. Nodding.

"I haven't brought into play the advantages of physical cultivation yet. He could have shot early. Gu Lie on the side seemed to be talking to himself. Lang Yu's movements could hide from those stunned disciples, but he still couldn't escape the eyes of the four people outside the arena.

"Don't you want to come again. In the field, Lang Yu looked at Gu Fan Dao with a smile.

"Of course, just now I was just afraid of hurting you, so I gave you a sword. "Gu Fan is categorical. He did deflect the blade of his sword, otherwise Lang Yu would not be so intact. And his embarrassment was not caused by Langyu. In Gu Fan's heart, Lang Yu didn't dare to make any attack at all. It's just a mistake on my part.

"Hehe, okay, take the sword. Lang Yu is still the kind of angry person who doesn't pay for his life with a bad smile on his face, he doesn't think it, but Gu Fan almost lost control. Although the smile is not sarcastic, it reveals a sense of amusing the child not to cry.

"No!" Gu Fan also came up strongly. shouted, and sure enough, ignoring the sword behind him, his hands danced dazzlingly in front of him, and in a moment, a fireball the size of a child's head quickly appeared, his eyes stared at Lang Yu fiercely, and his thin teeth were clenched.