When Yuan Hu said this, the huge hall suddenly fell silent.

The swordsman duel is a contest of skills, a duel of life and death, and it is extremely solemn and sacred for warriors.

It is very rare for Yuan Hu to scold the war so unceremoniously.

Many coaches in the Yuejian Pavilion were extremely afraid of Li Hongan, the big man, and they didn't even dare to look at him directly. Hearing Yuan Hu scolding him, these people were even afraid of Yuan Hu.

Qin Ying was not afraid, but she felt very happy. Li Hongan relied on his martial arts to oppress their sisters, so he should be scolded.

She clapped her sweaty little hands and shouted at Yuan Hu: "Old Yuan is awesome, old Yuan come on." ”

Qin Yue didn't like Qin Ying like this, but she didn't stop it. Qin Ying has been very depressed in the past two days, and she also wants to vent her frustration in her heart.

She is different from Qin Ying, she is more worried about Yuan Hu's safety.

Sword duels are too dangerous. The human body is so fragile, no matter which sword is hit, it will not die or be disabled.

Qin Yue had been observing Li Hongan, and she found that the other party's expression was dark, and she was not angry because of Yuan Hu's rudeness. At least not directly on the face.

Li Hongan really didn't care too much about Yuan Hu's insults. He is in his forties, and he has been walking between black and white, and he has never seen any scenes. What is it to be scolded for two sentences.

Yuan Hu suddenly appeared, and Li Hongan's first feeling was not anger, but vigilance.

According to the information, Yuan Hu was just an orphan picked up by Qin Feng and had no background. He has been in the Yuejian Pavilion for more than ten years, although he is a second senior brother, he is doing sweeping work.

However, according to their plan, Yuan Hu should have been buried on a certain slope of Feifeng Mountain. Now Yuan Hu is alive and well, and he dares to participate in the duel instead of Qin Yue. It's anomalous.

Only looking at the muscle details such as Yuan Hu's fingers and wrists, there is no trace of regular sword practice at all. There is not even a trace of boxing.

The transcendent is able to control the source power, but the body is the foundation. There are no shortcuts in hand-to-hand combat, and you have to train hard year after year.

Yuan Hu looks like an ordinary person, although he is tall and strong, his physical condition is quite different from that of a real martial artist.

Li Hongan couldn't see through Yuan Hu, so he was two more cautious. He thought for a moment and said to Li Zhengying beside him: "Zhengying, you go and kill him." ”

Let Li Zhengying play, first, Yuan Hu's status is too low, and if he is not worthy of it, he will directly challenge him. The second is also to try the depth of the other party, so as not to overturn the boat in the gutter.

Li Zhengying didn't think about it so much, and he didn't think that Yuan Hu was much of a threat. He nodded vigorously, "Third uncle, leave it to me." ”

"Be careful, fight the rabbit with all your might. ”

Li Hongan said in a deep voice: "The sword duel cannot be neglected. You must not be careless. ”

"I understand. ”

Li Zhengying stood up and took out his Flying Dragon Sword from the backpacks of the entourage behind him.

After a brief exchange with the judicial notary, Lee Zhengying signed the duel.

"Sweepers dare to go to the dueling arena, I admire your courage a little. ”

Li Zhengying said slowly, while drawing the sword out of the sheath, he threw away the scabbard casually.

Li Zhengying used the Flying Dragon Sword, the sword was three feet and seven inches long, and a golden flying dragon was engraved on the silver shining sword. He raised his sword and shook slightly, and the golden dragon on the sword body rose and fell, as if it was about to fly out of the sword body.

Under the stimulation of the source force, it exuded a trace of sword aura, which also made all the surrounding spectators feel slightly cold.

Qin Ying's little face was sweating, and she asked Qin Yue nervously, "Is this guy amazing?"

"It's not a master yet, it's the top expert. ”

Qin Yue was not familiar with Li Zhengying, but looking at his posture of urging sword qi, he had a basic judgment on his cultivation.

"How about comparing with Jiang Tao?" Qin Ying lacked a concept of the top expert, but she knew that Jiang Tao was an expert in swordsmanship.

"Li Zhengying can kill five Jiang Tao. ”

Swordsmanship experts are also graded, and Jiang Tao and Li Zhengying are far behind. Qin Yue's estimate is actually a bit conservative.

"Ah......" Qin Ying thought that it would be better to change someone, but now the situation is still very bad.

Not only Qin Ying was very pessimistic, but the rest of the Sword Pavilion was also not optimistic about Yuan Hu.

"Yuan Hu, why bother......

"He's a sweeper, and he's making a lot of fun. ”

"Isn't this looking for death!"

"It's a shame for the Sword Pavilion. ”

Yuan Hu spoke directly, and many people were scolded by him. Many coaches in the Sword Gym had a bad impression of him. For Yuan Hu's duel, these coaches are very unoptimistic, and what they say is a bit ugly.

Yuan Hu's super spiritual power, the emotions and reactions of the people around him can't escape his induction.

The other coaches of the Sword Gym, it is normal to look down on him. Who would be able to afford a sweeper.

In addition to the Qin Yue sisters, Li Hongan was the most serious in watching the battle.

This master of swordsmanship, his eyes gloomy and focused, had been observing him all the time.

Unfortunately, the source power in the body is working, and it is almost impossible to make accurate judgments from the outside.

On Yuan Hu's body, there is no trace of sword practice.

But in the Divine Domain Space, he had already practiced the Yue Sword for 210,000 hours.

What is this concept, that is, everyone practices ten hours a day, and practices non-stop for sixty years.

It is also difficult for a swordsman like Li Hongan to insist on practicing swords for ten hours a day.

Yuan Hu is not very talented in swordsmanship, but just by hard practice, he can forcibly push Yue Jian to the second level of master.

Yue Jian and Five Tiger Fist are not the same. Yuan Hu majored in Five Tiger Boxing, which was the only way to reach the top level of the master in one fell swoop. His understanding of swordsmanship is much worse.

Even if there are 108,000 clones open plug-ins, they can only practice to the second level of the master first.

Yuan Hu condensed six more Source Stars, which also meant that his Source Force cultivation had reached the second level of the master, and he was only two source stars away from the third level of the master.

According to Yuan Hu's estimation, Qin Yue's swordsmanship had just reached the master level, and the source force cultivation was one or two levels of expert.

The swordsmanship can be achieved quickly, but the cultivation of the source force must be slowly accumulated and cultivated. Therefore, the older Li Hongan has obvious advantages.

Yuan Hu's super spiritual strength can capture the subtle source power fluctuations in Li Hongan's body. Li Hongan's cultivation should be at the top of the expert, but he failed to break through to the master level.

As for Li Zhengying, the difference is even worse.

Yuan Hu stood there loosely, holding the Qingye sword in his left hand at random, and the sword was not even unsheathed.

In contrast, Li Zhengying's posture is upright and his sword is fierce, and he is completely a swordsman's style.

Li Zhengying is not polite on the lips, but he is not careless on his hands. He held his sword and chest, turned sideways to Yuan Hu, and his eyes were fixed on Yuan Hu's eyes.

The swordsmanship has reached Li Zhengying's step, and he has initially reached the breath induction. Intuitive to the other party's eyes, it is easier to observe the other party's movements.

"Sweepers can also play, and there is no one in your Yue Jian Pavilion, right? ”

Li Zhengying sneered in his mouth, and he saw Yuan Hu's mouth move slightly, as if he wanted to refute him.

He didn't care what Yuan Hu wanted to say, since the other party was distracted and spoken, he would never be polite.

Li Zhengying took a step forward, and the flying dragon sword in his hand suddenly stabbed straight ahead.

The Progressive Thrust is the simplest and most straightforward move in swordsmanship. This move will be found in any swordsmanship routine.

Li Zhengying didn't want to use tricks, the decisive battle of swordsmanship was very dangerous, and he couldn't tolerate tricks. He advanced straight to the point and was extremely ferocious, and he took the initiative.

Yuan Hu either retreats or blocks, and if he doesn't deal with it, he will fall into disadvantage. Looking at him like this, I'm afraid that this sword can't stop it.

Li Zhengying's sudden sword stab also startled many sword hall coaches. They never knew that a sword could stab so fast.

As soon as the black figure flashed, the sword blade had already been handed to Yuan Hu's chest. Seeing that Yuan Hu was about to be killed by a sword, two female coaches instinctively closed their eyes, unable to bear to see this tragic scene.

Before Li Zhengying started, Yuan Hu was still a little nervous.

It's not at all the same as when he was in the morning.

On Feifeng Mountain, he fought back and killed, and he only had joy in his heart when he killed those people.

Now he is standing in front of everyone, facing off against a young man he has never met. Although the other party is not a good thing, there are still many people around watching the battle, and there are even imperial judicial personnel who record the whole process.

This was a public duel, and with so many people going to kill in front of him, Yuan Hu also felt a little pressure.

But he quickly adjusted, and he was determined to be the strongest in the world.

A small duel, not worth the tension at all. The only thing to remember is that this was his first official duel.

When Li Zhengying took out his sword, Yuan Hu completely calmed down. The other side is too slow. This also means that there is an essential gap between the two sides in all aspects.

When the Flying Dragon Sword was only three inches away from Yuan Hu's chest, the Green Leaf Sword in his hand was unsheathed.

The blade length of the Aoba sword is four feet and one inch, the width is no more than an inch, the sword spine has two raised ridges, and the sword body is as green as jade.

This green leaf sword is very delicate, but it is full of thirty-seven catties. It is a special alloy casting forged by the modern metallurgical industry. The blade is not only hard, but also super tough. The blade is automatically restored even if it is damaged.

In ancient times, this was the supreme divine weapon. Even in modern times, the price of up to millions is not something that ordinary people can afford.

Yuan Hu often fiddled with the Aoba sword, and he liked the elegant and sharp appearance of this sword.

Although the Aoba sword is heavy, it is extremely affinity with the source power. This is also the most valuable thing about this sword.

The source power inspired by the Yue Sword Source Seal was introduced into the Aoba Sword, and Yuan Hu established a wonderful and harmonious connection with the Aoba Sword.

The heavy Aoba sword also became light and agile.

Yuan Hu's speed of drawing his sword was also extremely fast, and even Li Zhengying on the opposite side only saw a flash of blue lightning.

Li Zhengying's heart was immediately cold, and with his eyes, he couldn't judge the direction of the opponent's sword, it was dangerous!

His sword was also old, and it was too late to put away the sword, so he could only grit his teeth and stab forward.

Li Hongan, who was sitting cross-legged, also had long and narrow eyes, and he could see that the situation was not good. But it was so far away that he couldn't help.

He could only shout in a deep voice: "Stop!"

Yuan Hu's unsheathed green leaf sword lightly touched the flying dragon sword, and the flying dragon sword was swung up, and the green leaf sword stabbed straight ahead.

Biqing's sword blade pierced Li Zhengying's chest and ended all his movements.

Before the people around him could see clearly, Yuan Hu had already put his sword into the sheath, took a step back, and said to Li Zhengying, who was standing still: "Go slowly, don't send it." ”

Li Zhengying stared at Yuan Hu stubbornly, and said unwillingly, but he couldn't speak.

Instead, a bloody arrow shot out of his heart, and Li Zhengying's body shook and fell to the ground with a poof.

Li Hongan, whose face was extremely gloomy, jumped to the center of the hall in one step, he reached out and touched the tip of his nephew's nose, and he had stopped breathing.

Looking at Li Zhengying's pupils again, they have begun to spread.

Li Hongan knew that his nephew was hopeless. The sword in the heart, just the impact of the high-speed blade, is enough to blow the heart to pieces. Not to mention that the blade also has a source force attached to it.

Li Zhengying, who was lying on the ground, was still pumping blood from his heart. The gray tatami mats have been dyed red.

The people around them all looked at it with shocked expressions, and this ending was completely different from what they expected. The huge reversal also made them lose their ability to think normally.

Especially those sword hall coaches who knew Yuan Hu, they looked at Yuan Hu as if they had seen a ghost. Just this sweeper, casually killed the master of the Flying Dragon Martial Arts Gym?