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After Sun Simiao let everyone rest for a meal, he announced the start of the lottery. This time, Yu Ming drew the No. 8 bamboo stick, and the opponent turned out to be Du Yu of Du Fuwei, who had been cold to him and regarded him as an enemy.

In the eighth ring, Du Yu couldn't help but look up to the sky and shout when he saw that his opponent was Yu Ming: "Haha! Yuming, I didn't expect my opponent to be you! Well, let me give you a taste of my fast sword! ”

With that, he patted his waist and saw a long sword about four feet long with a very thin blade in his hand.

"Boom!" With a bang, Du Yu grabbed the hilt of the sword and pushed it, and the long sword suddenly came out of its sheath, and the cold light was shining.

Under the reflection of the sun, ten thousand rays of light appeared in front of Du Yu.

Yu Ming couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart, he saw that this sword was also a sword, and the material was not much worse than his Damascus black steel sword. The original idea of taking advantage of the blade was about to fail.

"Poof, poof, poof!"

With a wave of Du Yu's wrist, the sword light rained down on Yu Ming's body.

Yu Ming's eyes narrowed into a slit, although he was young, he had a lot of experience in fighting people, and he naturally saw that although Du Yu's sword was fierce, it was a false move.

So, when the sword light came, Yu Ming didn't even move his arm, and looked at Du Yu coldly.

Du Yu had no choice but to withdraw his sword and retreat, a trace of fear flashed in his eyes. When Yuming was fighting before, he was also competing, so he didn't see Yuming's battle process.

In his opinion, Yu Ming is a prince, and he must have every opportunity, and there is rarely a time to practice, even if he was strong in martial arts before, he should not be able to compare with a master like him who practices every day. However, Yu Ming's calm and calm attitude just now made him feel a chill in his heart, and he could face a sword light attack, but he did not move, which showed that Yu Ming's heart was firm and his eyesight was accurate.

Therefore, Du Yu's momentum couldn't help but stagnate.

Under the momentum of the two sides, how could Yu Ming let go of the opportunity for the opponent's mind to be different, so he let out a deep sigh, the scimitar was already out of the sheath in his hand, and the knife in his left hand went straight to Du Yu's throat.

This knife is purely intended to win with speed and momentum. The scimitar in Yu Ming's hand had just stabbed out, and a chilling and murderous aura had already filled the audience. The power of this knife is like an angry wave crashing on the shore.

Du Yu is really good, knowing that he can't retreat at this time, if he retreats again, his momentum will be even worse than Yuming. If the opponent launches a strong attack at this time, it will be difficult for him to resist.

So, instead, he stepped forward and used his long sword to pick up Yuming's slash from the side, and at the same time moved to the side, hoping to dissolve the power of Yuming's scimitar.

Yu Ming snorted coldly, he tried to establish his image in front of Shu Meng and the surname Luoyang, and at the same time hit Du Fuwei's confidence. Therefore, he must not only win this battle beautifully, but also fight quickly and not for a long time.

At this time, Yu Ming's scimitar cleverly adjusted the angle and slowed down the speed a little, and he wanted Du Yu to make a mistake in judgment.

"Boom!" There was a loud bang, and the sound of gold and iron resounding through the medical immortal zhai.

Yu Ming's scimitar slashed diagonally at the sword that Du Yu was picking up with lightning speed.

Du Yu's whole body was shocked, and he felt that his wrist was numb, so he retreated like an electric shock.

Yu Ming saw that his swordsmanship was known for his dexterity, so he did the opposite, using strength to control skill, and to defeat the light with weight.

He snorted, and then slashed one after another, seemingly slowly, but like a crossbow, it continued to slash like flowing water, making Du Yulian in distress and almost let off his long sword.

"Khooth! Sonor! Sonor! Sonor! ”

Du Yu is worthy of being Du Fuwei's son, known as the first swordsman in Jianghuai, in such a weak situation, he can still block Yuming more than ten knives, until the nineteenth knife slash, he reluctantly took a step back, and then carried his hands and barely took this knife.

He was also very panicked in his heart. Yu Ming's attack was so fierce that his fast sword didn't have a chance to use it at all.

A look of fear flashed in Du Yu's eyes, he was a rebel leader who had been killed for many years, and under the threat of death, he couldn't help but show his weak side, after all, as the son of Du Fuwei, the leader of the Jianghuai Army, he had lived a pampered life in recent years, less than participating in actual combat. In terms of the will to fight, how can it be compared with Yuming, who has been born and died for many years and licked blood on the blade.

At this moment, the audience was silent. Yu Ming exuded a chilling murderous aura all over his body, locking Du Yu's mind.

"When" swords intersect. Du Yu couldn't help but take another step back, and he was already on the edge of the ring.

If you retreat, you will be knocked out of the ring.

Seeing that there was no way back, Du Yu couldn't help but have a thought of fighting in his heart.

He let out a loud shout, and the long sword in his hand turned into ten thousand white lights, spilling straight towards Yu Ming's body. He's ready to come up with a trick at the bottom of the box.

Du Fuwei and the Jianghuai soldiers who were watching the battle also burst into thunderous cheers for Du Yu's desperate counterattack. The people who were originally one-sided to Yuming were also a little surprised, but they didn't expect Du Yu to have such a trick.

It's just that they don't know that this is Du Yu's return to the light, and he is on the verge of defeat. Therefore, at this critical moment, he put away his fear, crossed his heart, and made a crazy counterattack. If Yu Ming is intimidated by his desperate momentum, Du Yu will have a chance to turn defeat into victory.

It's a pity that his opponent is a master like Yu Ming, who has reached the middle stage of molting. Whether it is physical strength, will or combat experience, it is above Du Yu.

Although Du Yu's counterattacks were extremely fierce, Yu Ming was tough and did not retreat, and he blocked his fierce and crazy dozens of swords one step at a time...... Du Yu's strength gradually became a little overwhelmed, and the sword momentum finally dispersed.

Yu Ming was silent, and the scimitar in his right hand quickly moved forward, slashing into Du Yu's sword light like lightning. The tip of the knife touched the center of his eyebrows, and he swiped it twice before withdrawing it.

At this moment, the audience suddenly stopped, and there was no sound at all. Because they all saw that on Du Yu's forehead, there was a big red "X" wound. Blood poured out of the wound, making him look horrible.

Yu Ming pointed at the blood dripping from his face with a scimitar in both hands, and Du Yu, who was like a ghost, beware of his backlash.

Du Yu stared at Yu Ming, and the long sword in his hand couldn't help trembling.

He knew very well that Yu Ming had already shown mercy to his subordinates, otherwise it would not be his forehead that would be cut, but his throat.

"Lost! I lost!! I actually lost!! Du Yu immediately screamed at this time, crying and making a fuss, as if he was crazy.

"Dang!" With a bang, Du Yu's long sword fell to the ground from his hand. Then he jumped out of the ring and ran wildly towards the outside of the medicine immortal.

Du Fuwei let out a long sigh and had to take a big stride to chase after him. He knew that he had always been arrogant, and after he came to Luoyang a few years ago to see a dream, he was shocked, and his mind was full of his peerless appearance and silver bell-like voice.

Therefore, he made a vow that he would marry Shumeng in this life.

Du Yu originally thought that with his father's power and territory, it would be easy to marry a female doctor. But because the eastern capital of Luoyang is Wang Shichong's territory, his father can't influence it. In addition, the Jianghuai Army has been developing towards the south of the Yangtze River in recent years, and has been fighting for many years, so the matter has been delayed.

Until this year, the overall situation in Jiangnan has been decided, and Sun Simiao announced that his apprentice will recruit relatives from people in the world to compete with him. Du Yu thought that his opportunity had come.

But when he came to Luoyang City with confidence, he found that there were so many suitors of his dreams, and his strength was still so strong. He met Yu Ming, who was stronger than him in terms of strength, martial arts, appearance, wisdom and other aspects, and failed miserably. How could this make the arrogant Du Yu withstand such a blow?

As Du Fuwei chased out, the test of the second level was also over. All eight finalists were produced, in addition to Yu Ming, Li Shimin, Xiao Yan, Liang Shidu's subordinate general Zhang Ju, Li Rail's subordinate general An Xiuren, and Shen Faxing's son Shen Lun, all entered the top eight.

In addition to these six contestants with princely backgrounds, the other two are two masters of the rivers and lakes, one is the younger brother of the Wudang faction, called Zhou Hai. The other person is Chen Zhifei, who is quite famous in the rivers and lakes. Both of them are twenty-seven or eighteen years old, and their martial arts are very strong.

"That's it! Now all eight of you have reached the first level. This is also the final test! After Sun Simiao looked at Yu Ming and the other eight people with a smile, he said eloquently: "After the test of medical talent and martial arts is completed, the first level is to pay attention to the aspects!" My apprentice can't marry a martial artist who only has brute strength, he must be a hero of Wu Shuangquan to be my apprentice......"

Speaking of this, Sun Simiao paused for a moment, and then continued: "And this aspect of the study is made by the apprentice Shumeng himself. ”

After saying that, he clapped his hands, only to see the dream of the dream coming, and then Ying Ying bowed down and bowed to everyone.

"Thank you for your love of Lyric Dreams. The title of this level is poetry! Shumeng blinked his beautiful big eyes, and said with a sad look in his pretty eyes: "When Shumeng was born, it was the most prosperous time of the Great Sui, but as Shumeng got older, he found that wars became more and more frequent, people's lives became more and more difficult, and there were more and more uprisings in various places. An originally vigorous Great Sui also declined at a rapid rate. Now the dream is most hopeful that the world can restore peace and tranquility, so that the surnames can live and work in peace and contentment. Let me, as a doctor, be able to devote myself to medical skills and save people......"

Therefore, I hope that you will write poems that reflect the current state of mind of the dream. Whoever makes the poem that resonates most in my heart is the winner! "The dream is right at this time.

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