The rain outside the window is getting heavier and heavier, and there is no intention of stopping. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The plantain leaves were shattered by the heavy rain and fell to the ground, and the purple bamboo forest in the courtyard not far from the window was even crackled by the heavy rain, which sounded terrifying.

Xiaoxue kept walking around the house, her injuries were still very serious, in fact, it was not suitable to get out of bed now, especially her arms, which had not been picked up for much time, and her injuries were not yet complete.

After thinking about it, Xiaoxue still couldn't stop wanting to see him.

Even if it's to look at him silently from the side, it's satisfying to cheer him on.

After making up her mind, Xiaoxue walked to the window, glanced at the pouring rain outside, raised her head and glanced in the direction of the kendo training ground, then resolutely turned around and decided to go out.

Putting on a brown robe, Xiaoxue held up an oil-paper umbrella, and despite the obstruction of the doctor in the post house, she ran towards the kendo training ground in the rain.

Wait for me, you must wait for me.

In the kendo training ground, Xiao Bai was lying on the ground, gasping with difficulty.

He was very aware of his current physical condition, in the battle just now, the injury in his abdomen had aggravated again, and now as long as he gathered his strength and wanted to perform swordsmanship, the blood in his abdomen would flow faster.

On the other side of the kendo training ground, the young man Qing Yu closed his eyes and kept reciting the runes in his heart.

The blood-soaked short sword began to glow fiery red, and Qing Yu's body began to change continuously.

His complexion turned blood-red at first, but it didn't take long for the blood-red on his skin to slowly fade.

When he got to the back, the blood red color disappeared completely, and Qing Yu's skin became miserable and white, and there was no blood to speak of.

The audience looked at Qing Yu's white face, and they were worried about Qing Yu, the swordsmanship used by this young man should not be a forbidden technique, right?

Gu Changan looked at Qing Yu on the field and frowned tightly.

"First concentrate the energy of the whole body, then extract the blood in the body, condense all the blood and energy on the short sword, and finally exert this powerful blow through the seal," Gu Changan frowned and said coldly, "No wonder the power of the Demon Fire Technique is so powerful, it is completely to exchange the life of the swordsman as a sacrifice." ”

The water demon nodded and said, "That's true, that's why it's listed as a forbidden technique." ”

"In this case, once Qing Yu finishes using the Demon Fire Technique, won't he also die?" Gu Changan opened his mouth and said, "So what's the point of participating in the conference?" ”

The water demon stared blankly at the young man on the field, and suddenly a trace of respect was born in his heart.

"No, unleashing this sword is the true meaning of the teenager's participation in the conference." The water demon said softly, "People who really put life and death aside are fearless, not even afraid of death, what else is there to be afraid of?" ”

Gu Changan took his gaze, looked at the person on the ground, and said softly: "That Xiao Bai ......"

The water demon stretched out his hand and patted the railing, and said, "For the time being, it can still hold on, and both of them actually have a back hand." ”

"Huh?"

Looking at Gu Chang'an's questioning expression, the water demon laughed softly: "Chang'an, you have to work hard in the future, otherwise Xiaobai will really surpass you." ”

Gu Changan snorted coldly, looked at Xiao Bai on the ground, and said, "Not necessarily, right?" ”

The water demon stopped joking, and said seriously: "The reason why the bamboo stick was cut into several pieces by that young man is not for no reason, if Xiaobai is hard, the bamboo stick will definitely not break, if I guess correctly, he will use that trick next." ”

Gu Changan stared at the water demon and said, "That move?" ”

The water demon lowered his head and looked at Gu Changan, and said, "Do you remember when he asked you how to keep your anger?" is just to practice this swordsmanship, and now that young man is afraid that he will have to suffer. ”

Gu Changan shook his head and said, "Not necessarily, right?" What kind of swordsmanship can even resist the magic of demon fire? ”

"Chang'an, wait and see, you'll understand later." The water demon said softly, "What's more, that young man didn't plan to fight for his life, he still kept his back hand, so the current demon fire technique is neither enough to kill Xiaobai, nor enough to make the young man die." ”

Gu Changan shook his head helplessly, looking at the two people on the field, his heart became melancholy.

Soybean-like raindrops slapped on Xiao Bai's face, rain flowed into his eyes, and his vision became blurred.

Xiao Bai pressed his hands on the ground, supported his body and slowly sat up.

Wiping away the rain and tears from his face, Xiao Bai sat cross-legged in the mud and straightened his waist.

"I used to worship my teacher—"

Xiao Bai read out a sentence softly, and at the same time, his hands began to seal.

I saw four bamboos scattered on the ground, slowly flying up.

Dark blue air currents poured out from Xiao Bai's body, and those air currents rushed out, constantly circling and winding around the bamboo.

Everyone in the audience held their breath, and they didn't dare to come out for fear of disturbing the two opponents.

This duel has gone beyond its own significance, not only in the battle between high and low in the way of the sword, but also the end of the hatred between the two people.

Xiao Bai sat cross-legged on the ground, and at the same time had four swords, as if a god had descended into the world.

On the southern stage, a teenager watched this scene quietly, reminiscing about the past.

He didn't know that at this time, he was like a person many years ago.

The blue air currents rise, speeding up the rotation.

Four bamboo and wood intertwined and flew, running towards Qing Yu.

At the same time, Qing Yu completed the last seal gesture.

Qing Yu, who looked sickly all over his body, held a short sword burning with blood and fire, and slammed into it with extreme speed.

A long time ago, one person and one sword was a heart-wrenching river and lake.

How many young heroes, which saber's original purpose was not to go on a trip to the rivers and lakes and show off his own sword?

This scene aroused the enthusiasm of the audience and evoked their childhood dreams.

Today's showdown has been carried out to such a point that the outcome is no longer everyone's concern, they care far more than the victory!

The short sword burning with blood and fire was held in Qing Yu's hand, and he jumped into the air lightly, and then swung the short sword and slashed downward.

This spirit seems to be about to split the chaotic world.

Xiao Bai clasped his hands together and completed the last seal gesture.

At the same time, a young girl threw away her oil-paper umbrella, regardless of the pain in her arm and the muddy water on her beloved robe, and ran desperately in the heavy rain.

I said that when you compete, you have to cheer for you, and since I said it, then I will definitely do it.

Words must be done, deeds must be done, this is my Murong Xue's sword path.