Chapter 64: Two Sword Techniques
"Master, you ......"
Lin Yi originally wanted to lead Zhang Qingyu upstairs.
Zhang Qingyu stopped, smiled, and slowly hugged his fists to everyone in the lobby.
"I've seen all of you. ”
After that, he turned his head to Lin Yi and said.
"Others have a mind, just sit in the lobby, and it will be more lively. ”
Lin Yi nodded when he heard this, walked to the table, nodded his head to thank the person who gave up the table, and then pulled out the bench and stepped aside.
"Master, sit down. ”
Zhang Qingyu sat down, and Lin Yi stood aside, not squinting, like a statue.
"...... in vain"
Lin Yi immediately bowed down and listened attentively, looking respectful.
"Master, you say. ”
Zhang Qingyu's eyes motioned for Lin Yi to sit down to the side.
"Sit down, you're too much of an eye-catcher. ”
"How can I sit with Master, wouldn't this mess up my dignity!" Lin Yi flatly refused.
Zhang Qingyu shook his head.
"You apprentice, how can you be more rigid than a middle-aged man like Master. ”
"Master told you to sit down, didn't you listen!"
"This ......" Lin Yi's face was embarrassed, and he didn't know what to do.
"Sit down!" Zhang Qingyu urged in a low voice, with a hint of command in his words.
Lin Yi hesitated, took a step back, bowed to his waist, and said.
"Master, please forgive the disrespectful and sit at the same table with you. ”
After that, he sat next to Zhang Qingyu.
Seeing this, Zhang Qingyu shook his head and sighed, seemingly helpless, but his eyes were extraordinarily soft, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became a little heavier.
The master and apprentice, the wind and dust came, and they had never eaten, so they ordered a table of wine and food and ate slowly.
Zhang Qingyu only ate a little and stopped moving, closed his eyes to recuperate his spirit, and prepared for the upcoming peak battle.
Lin Yi sat aside, and then stopped moving the dishes and chopsticks, for fear of disturbing Zhang Qingyu.
Li Qiu retracted his gaze and felt that the two masters and apprentices were interesting.
It is rare to see this kind of person in the rivers and lakes, who treat people equally and peacefully, who are low in martial arts compared to themselves, and who have no contempt for their eye movements.
After a while, a middle-aged man with a sword behind his back, a beard under his chin, and a mighty and domineering appearance walked into the teahouse.
With sharp eyes, he looked at Zhang Qingyu, who closed his eyes and recuperated.
"I'm coming!"
Wear Lin Jianyue Mingqiu!
As rumored, he acted vigorously and resolutely, and as soon as he came up, he was straight to the point, full of momentum, and looked like he wanted to fight immediately.
Zhang Qingyu opened his eyes suddenly, a terrifying glint flashed under his eyes, and his momentum changed all over his body, like a sword out of the sheath, piercing people's hearts.
"Have you eaten?"
He was terrifying, but the words that came out of his mouth were extremely ordinary, like friends who hadn't seen each other for a long time.
Yue Mingqiu swept the lobby coldly, and the people who met his eyes were all cold.
It's like a sharp sword on the back, and a little coolness spreads throughout the whole body!
"I expected a lot of people here, and I didn't like to be watched when I ate, so I ate at a restaurant on the way here. ”
"Okay, please!"
Zhang Qingyu let out a low sigh and waved his hand.
Hearing the invitation, Yue Mingqiu turned around and walked outside the teahouse.
"Apprentice, sword!"
Zhang Qingyu didn't squint, only the back of Yue Mingqiu in the distance, and the strong battle intent rising in his heart, he stretched out his hand slowly and forcefully.
Lin Yi didn't say a word, bowed down and handed the sword to Zhang Yu with both hands.
Zhang Qingyu lifted his sword and stepped forward to chase after Yue Mingqiu.
Lin Yi straightened up, looked at the backs of the two, his eyes flashed, and hurriedly followed behind.
The two main masters of the battle have arrived, and a shocking battle that will determine who is the first sword in the North is about to begin!
Everyone waited for so long, how could they miss it, and they got up and followed.
Li Qiu is no exception.
He had waited a long time for this battle.
can't lean on the window to enjoy the scenery, a battle between peerless swordsmen is not bad.
He stood up slowly and followed behind Zhang Qingyu with interest.
Yue Mingqiu, Zhang Qingyu, one after the other, the foot journey is extremely fast.
The two of them looked cold, their eyes were shining, like two candles in a cold night, the momentum was fierce, and pedestrians avoided it far away and did not dare to approach.
The two of them walked faster and faster, along the bank of the Chongqing River, after walking for a long time, the qi and blood in their bodies were boiling, as if they wanted to spurt out, thin sweat appeared on their foreheads, and their spirit and spirit reached their peak!
Suddenly, Yue Mingqiu stopped and turned around.
"That's it!"
Zhang Qingyu looked around.
On the riverside, the willow trees are lined up, the breeze rises, and the willow leaves are withered and yellow like butterflies falling down, which makes people feel a sense of sadness from the bottom of their hearts.
"I don't like it here, but there's nothing I like about this time of year. ”
"That's it!"
The two stopped, and Lin Yi followed.
The others stopped, and the interested ones did not come closer, but watched from afar.
"You and I have agreed that there will be a showdown on the banks of the Chongqing River, and the loser will hand over his swordsmanship cheats, have you ever brought them?"
Yue Mingqiu said slowly.
As soon as this remark came out, everyone was surprised.
They had never heard of it.
Li Qiu's heart moved, and he squinted.
Zhang Qingyu and the two fought each other to determine who was the first sword in the north, and the result was bound to be a victory and a defeat.
If the loser is lucky enough not to die, he will definitely be able to learn something from this battle.
In the future, it may not be impossible to make a comeback to defeat the winner, and take away the title of the first sword of the North from the winner.
But once the defeated hand over his swordsmanship cheats, there will be no day to turn over.
If the swordsmanship moves are understood by the other party, there is naturally no possibility of victory.
The loser will always be the loser!
Zhang Qingyu's expression was indifferent.
"Of course, in vain. ”
Lin Yi stepped forward in response, took out a cheatbook from his arms, and showed it to Yue Mingqiu.
There are four words written on the cheats, which are the unique swordsmanship that Zhang Qingyu relied on to become famous.
Pure Shadow Swordsmanship!
Yue Mingqiu nodded, and also took out a cheatbook from his arms.
There are only two words on it.
Walk through the forest!
Two big words, strong and powerful, concise and domineering!
At first sight, he knew that Yue Mingqiu, who acted vigorously and resolutely, wrote it himself.
In the distance, everyone saw the two sides showing their cheats, and their hearts were hot, and they couldn't wait to step forward and snatch them all!
The two of them have the strength to compete for the first sword in the north, and the swordsmanship they practice is of course extraordinary.
There are very few swordsmanship in the world that can compare with these two swordsmanship!
After the display, Yue Mingqiu threw the cheats in his hand and threw it on a bluestone next to him.
He looked at Zhang Qingyu, and the long sword he was carrying behind him was slowly pulled out!
Airplanes!
But seeing the long sword in Yue Mingqiu's hand, the sword body was like a pool of clear water, and the blade seemed to have a layer of autumn frost attached to it, and the sword light was cold and compelling!
It is rumored in the rivers and lakes that Yue Mingqiu once stabbed out a sword on a big tree surrounded by several people, and the sword did not reach the handle, except for his superb swordsmanship.
It is also related to the Autumn Frost Sword in his hand, which is a hard-to-find and fastidious sword!
Zhang Qingyu also pulled out the long sword in his hand.
The sword shape is ancient, the sword body is light and thin, densely covered with cyan patterns, the sword edge is bright, and the cold light is shining!
Obviously, it is also an extremely rare sword!
"Stand down, boy. ”
Lin Yi secretly glanced at the long sword in Zhang Qingyu's hand a few times, and retreated.