Early the next morning, Li Shuangxi got up early in the morning, and now he was full of confidence to defeat Qingwu.

Qingwen greeted him with a smile on his face at the gatehouse, and when he came to the top of the mountain, a group of Taoist priests were waiting in the open space in front of the hall to watch the excitement.

"Is this the guy who fell like a dog yesterday? Still not admitting defeat? Don't you have any points in your heart? ”

"Someone dares to challenge the Qingwu Protector? Today we must take a good look and see how miserably he will 'die'. ”

Qingwu stood in the middle of the clearing, with his back to Li Shuangxi, the huge figure projected down, like a towering tree, and Li Shuangxi stood in the shadow, like a passer-by enjoying the shade.

"Qingwu, how about we test weapons today?" After practicing the sword all night last night, Li Shuangxi of course chose to compare weapons.

"Than weapons? Do you want to laugh to death? When Qing Wu heard that Li Shuangxi actually proposed to compare weapons, he laughed badly.

"What's so ridiculous?" Qingwu smiled, and the Taoist priests who were watching the excitement next to him all laughed, and Li Shuangxi suddenly had a feeling of falling into a trap.

"Bring me my sword." Qingwu laughed enough, stretched out his big hand, and shouted at Qingwen.

"Yes," as soon as he saw Qingwen's appearance, he was used to being bullied by Qingwu, and as soon as he turned around, he ran into the inner hall.

It's such a big sword, and when Li Shuangxi saw Qingwen 'carrying' the sword, he completely regretted it. The general sword is three feet six inches long, and it is three hundred and sixty Zhou Tian, and the sword is one inch and eight inches wide, and it is half of the Tiangang. Qingwu's sword is different, the sword is about five feet long, and the width is twice that of an ordinary sword, as for the weight... Just see Qingwen's panting appearance.

"Qingwen, let you practice martial arts more often, don't just know how to chant the scriptures." Qing Wu counted the little junior brother and took the long sword with one hand. When the sword arrived in Qing Wu's hand, it felt more like a giant spirit god descending to earth.

"Come on, if you can go through ten moves under my hands, even if I lose Qingwu today."

Seeing the 'long' sword in Li Shuangxi's hand, Qingwu smiled presumptuously.

Li Shuangxi really regrets it now. Qingwu's sword was so much longer than his. As the saying goes, 'an inch is long and an inch is strong, and an inch is short and an inch is dangerous,' and it is even more difficult to get close to him.

"You don't make a move, I do." Li Shuangxi didn't make a move even if he circled around Qingwu, making Qingwu a little dizzy, he didn't want to wait any longer.

'Whew', Qingwu's sword swept the grass to find the snake, and with a sword wind, even the soil on the ground rolled up, and swept straight towards Li Shuangxi.

Li Shuangxi subconsciously raised his sword to block it, and there was a 'file' sound. Li Shuangxi's hands holding the sword were sore, and the sword in his hand was almost knocked out.

"The second move," Qingwu tried Li Shuangxi's catties and two, and he was even more unforgiving. One move, 'Force Splitting Huashan', cut it down from top to bottom. Where did Li Shuangxi dare to fight him again, a harrier turned over and dodged. However, the person has not yet stood firm, Qingwu's long sword followed in front of him again, Li Shuangxi could not avoid it, he could only bow his head, the long sword was attached to the top of his head, with a piercing coolness, only a few tenths of a millimeter, which scared Li Shuangxi out of a cold sweat.

"Today is stronger than yesterday," Qingwu said as he spoke, and the sword in his hand did not stop, and pressed straight down. Li Shuangxi had no way to retreat, so he could only raise the sword in his hand again to resist. However, compared to strength, where is he Qingwu's opponent, as soon as his legs bent, he was directly pressed under the sword.

"Convincing or not?" Seeing that Li Shuangxi was restrained, Qingwu stopped the long sword in his hand.

"Three and a half moves? This kid only supports three and a half moves? It's really beyond my means. ”

Seeing that the competition ended so quickly, the onlookers all clamored. Obviously, the result of such a disparity in power disappointed everyone.

"Let's go back and practice again." Qing Wu put away the long sword in his hand, but his tone was no longer as ugly as yesterday.

Under the gaze of a group of Taoist priests, Li Shuangxi went down the mountain in a gloomy manner.

It was just noon, and the young master returned, and Uncle Zhang was overjoyed. But at first glance, he looked like he was disgraced again, and he couldn't bear to stimulate him.

Li Shuangxi was also very frustrated, he had practiced well last night, but who knew that he would still be so vulnerable today. Is the opponent too strong, or is it too weak?

'For an opponent who is several times stronger than himself, it is definitely not good to be hard, the only thing he is stronger than him is speed, right, doesn't it say that 'the world's martial arts are only fast and not broken'? I can compete with him for speed, and I should be able to hit him. However, Qingwu doesn't seem to be able to be put down in one or two hits? You have to choose a body part and keep hitting him before you can knock him down. Li Shuangxi thought secretly.

"Young master, after a day's walk on the mountain road, let's soak your feet, comfortable." Uncle Zhang walked in with a wooden basin.

"Feet? That's right, attack him in the foot. Uncle Zhang, you've done me a great favor. Li Shuangxi was like an initiation, and now he regained the confidence to defeat Qingwu.

The long dark night finally passed, and as soon as the sky began to dawn, Li Shuangxi picked up the sword and began to go up the mountain.

Qingwen, who was guarding the mountain gate, was surprised to see Li Shuangxi go up the mountain so early, in their consciousness, a person who lost so badly, it was impossible to come to the door to challenge without a period of time. For Li Shuangxi's courage, Qingwen gave a faint smile, no matter what, this is also worth appreciating.

There was no one in the open space at the top of the mountain, it was too early, and the Taoist priests were still doing their morning lessons.

"Master Li, please wait here, I'll go and report it."

Qingwen said hello and went in to report. Li Shuangxi stood alone on the top of the mountain, thinking only about his thoughts a few days ago, and he didn't take a good look at the scenery at all.

In the early morning, the dense fog on the top of the mountain slowly dissipated, and the newborn sun slowly rose.

"Li Shuangxi, what are we going to try today?" With a crisp bell, the Taoist priests poured out, and the leader was Qingwu, whose tall figure was particularly eye-catching.

Maybe it's because they're too idle on weekdays, and the faces of the Taoist priests are unusually excited. After all, such a 'lively' thing is rare to see once a year in the True Pastoral Hall.

Soon the Taoist priests formed a circle, and only Li Shuangxi and Qingwu were left in the circle.

"Today, we are still competing with swords. No matter how long it takes, until one party begs for mercy. ”

"Okay, Qingwen, raise your sword." Qing Wu probably didn't hear what Li Shuangxi was saying, in his eyes, Li Shuangxi and him were not at the same level of swordsman at all.

Run, keep running, Li Shuangxi is determined not to fight with Qingwu this time. As long as Qingwu makes a move, Li Shuangxi is flashing, flashing left and right, he really can't dodge, and he doesn't accept the move, he would rather roll on the ground than hide. After all, Qingwu was too tall, and after a long time, the speed of rotation began to become slower and slower. However, Li Shuangxi still didn't seem to have any intention of fighting, he was still flashing back and forth. By the way, now he is no longer flashing left and right, but constantly interspersing back and forth, and then, he keeps stabbing Qingwu's big foot with his sword. Qingwu Sword is long, and his body is long, but you want to attack the closest place to the ground, and he can't stand it now. Jumping, jumping non-stop, in order to avoid Li Shuangxi's sneak attack and stabbing sword, Qing Wu could only start to keep raising his legs. This is difficult for this giant who is more than two meters tall, his body began to be not so stable, and he began to shake left and right heavily, and the dust on the ground was constantly flying up by him.

Fortunately, in the dust, Qingwu began to feel something in his foot. At first, I didn't feel anything, but with the continuous loss of time, this pain has rushed to my brain. Looking down again to find Li Shuangxi's sword, where can you still see clearly, the front of you has been covered by dust.

"Okay, I'm throwing in the towel." The tall man couldn't hold back any longer, and he fell down with his ass. It's like a big tree being uprooted and falling to the ground with a bang. The pain under his feet was unbearable, and beads of sweat the size of beans on his head had dripped on the ground, like a light rain.

"Qingwu Protector has lost!" The Taoist priests who were watching had not yet figured out the situation, but they only felt that today's competition was so intense, although there was no sword and sword, but it was full of figures shuttling, and the comings and goings were no longer one-sided.

"Qingwu Protector is tired." The wise Taoist friend still saw the fame in it. Seeing that Li Shuangxi finally stopped, he opened his mouth and began to gasp for air.

"Li Shuangxi, what you say is counted, I can take you to see Senior Brother Song now, but don't regret it after you meet him."

Qingwu's words are obviously words in his words. This is hinting that, in fact, did Song Xiance already know about his arrival?