Liu Zhongsheng has won, but compared with yesterday, it is far from it. Although the little knife lang and the ordinary swordsmen can fight to the lily or above, but judging from yesterday's battle situation, Liu Zhong dealt with the little knife lang without much effort, but today he has been fighting for a long time, which makes Li Tao under the stands very puzzled, and it has to be attributed to Liu Zhong fighting a few games in a row and feeling tired.

Li Twenty-three didn't expect so much, he only noticed that although Liu Zhong had fought hard this morning, he looked happy, and he had already admired him to the ground, looking forward to fighting him again in the afternoon. As for whether Liu Zhong is retreating or advancing today compared to yesterday, he has no time to think about it.

The afternoon arrived quickly.

Li Twenty-three accepted the lesson of the last time, and did not challenge Liu Zhong as soon as he came up, but first competed with several adult masters.

Li Twenty-three's opponent turned out to be the old sword master in the morning, everyone knew that he was powerful, and Li Twenty-three didn't expect that he would draw him by random name, settle down, and fly to the stage.

After saluting, Li Twenty-three looked at the knife in his hand, this knife named "Flying Kite" was used by him for the first time to fight against people, I don't know if it was easy or not?

Just as he was thinking about it, the old knife master had already slashed the knife, and the heavy sword light was overwhelming, and Li Twenty-three only felt dizzy. The rule of Sword City is to do your best in the test field, even if you face an opponent who is a thousand times weaker than yourself, you can't give in to show respect for your opponent. Therefore, the old knife master's subordinates were ruthless, and his ruthlessness when he came out of the knife was not weaker than fighting against Liu Zhong.

Li Twenty-three didn't have time to react, but instinctively flashed and swung his sword. Only to hear everyone exclaim, a black shadow flew out of the distance in front of them. He fixed his mind, and then he realized. The black shadow that flew out turned out to be the knife in the hand of the old knife master.

What's going on?

Li Twenty-three looked at the old knife master blankly, not knowing why. The old knife master also looked at him blankly, and the muscles on his face twitched continuously. Everyone in the audience suddenly fell silent and looked at them quietly. And Liu Zhong, the sword master, had already stood up from his chair with a solemn expression.

"What's wrong?" Li Twenty-three was a little flustered, licked his lips and asked.

The old knife master stared at him for a while. Suddenly, he looked up to the sky and smiled: "The future is terrible, the future is terrible, Liu Zhong." I'm afraid that your position as the master of the sword will not be guaranteed. ”

Yan Bi jumped off the stage, picked up his knife, and stood in the crowd again.

"What?" Li Twenty-three was still at a loss, and he looked at Liu Zhong for help. Hope for an explanation.

"Little Daolang. You win. Liu Zhong said softly, but there was no joy in his eyes, his eyes were full of worry, staring at him, looking at his face, and then at his knife, and stopped talking.

Li Twenty-three shook his head lightly: "No......"

However, the master had already begun to read the name of the swordsman in the next competition, and he had to slowly get off the high platform. In the cheers of the crowd, he walked to Li Tao's side.

Li Tao frowned and asked, "What's the matter?" ”

Li Twenty-three looked at Li Tao blankly, and said with doubts: "Little master." I don't know what's going on! ”

Li Tao felt that this matter was very strange, and through the first day of the competition, Li Tao probably knew Li Twenty-three's martial arts, but today Li Twenty-three seemed to be a different person. At this moment, Li Tao caught a glimpse of Liu Zhong looking towards Li Twenty-three.

Li Tao's heart moved: Could it be that this Liu Zhong knows the reason?

Li Tao no longer asked Li Twenty-three questions, but turned his attention back to the high platform of the competition.

Li Twenty-three saw that the little master paid attention to himself again and again, he began to slowly recall the fight, the whole process suddenly appeared in his mind very clearly, he recalled all the details, when the old knife master's knife pressed over, he was at a loss, the usual knife skills seemed to have been lost, but the hand holding the knife suddenly became hot, he suddenly felt that the knife in his hand seemed to have life, and it actually moved by itself.

Thinking of this, Li Twenty-three hurriedly took out the knife and examined it carefully, the cyan blade was a foot long, an inch and a half wide, and it looked like an inconspicuous knife - but it was this knife, at that time, he involuntarily turned around, jumped, waved his hand, and flew away the old knife master's knife in just an instant.

It's like a knife in your hand has a life of its own!

Li Twenty-three finally remembered all the things, and he didn't know whether he was happy or surprised, and before he could figure it out, his name was read on the stage again. It turned out that after thinking about it, he had three more comparisons on stage.

This time Li Twenty-three was extra attentive, his attention was completely on the knife, he didn't even see the appearance of the opponent clearly, he only felt that the knife in his hand guided him to make movements that he couldn't imagine, the action was very simple, but the angle was extremely ingenious, it seemed ordinary, but it happened to be able to control the enemy.

One move, still just one move, Xiao Dao Lang Li Twenty-three, once again defeated a top swordsman, the audience boiled, the camel drum resounded in the sky, on the stage, he only saw countless arms waving and cheering for him, and some proud old swordsmen focused their eyes on him.

Throughout the afternoon, people's attention was focused on Li Twenty-three, such a young knife man, who had not even grown a beard on his lips, but had such a clever knife technique, the swordsmen were amazed. And Li Twenty-three gradually mastered the skills of communicating with flying kites in one competition after another, and on the surface, his knife skills became more and more proficient.

Li Twenty-three felt extremely happy and kept smiling, like drinking sweet rain. However, behind that happiness, under the smile, he always felt a little panicked, a little dazed, and something else. The pace of the afternoon was always fast, and the competition after battle made it impossible for him to think about what the other things were.

Finally, the final fight came. This is also the most exciting and anticipated competition of the day.

Li Twenty-three, the little knife man who suddenly rose to the top, and Liu Zhong, the sword master of Sword City, started today's last competition. Both of them were undefeated today, but Li Twenty-three won easily, and the sword master won hard. When they stood face to face on stage, people predicted that Xiao Daolang would win the competition

Liu Zhong stood in front of Li Twenty-three, he was his opponent for the second time, but the situation today was different from three days ago. Li Twenty-three knew that he would definitely win this time.

Liu Zhong stood calmly in front of Li Twenty-three, after many fierce battles, this excellent sword master was already a little tired, but he did not show any slackness, as if every inch of skin was brewing moves.

Li Twenty-three knew in his heart that if it weren't for the flying kite, he would be destined to be defeated by Liu Zhong's men, but now that the flying kite is in his hand, such a magical knife may be providential, even if Liu Zhong looks invulnerable, the flying kite will definitely find his flaws, there is no doubt about it.

Li Twenty-three had a rather intense idea of withdrawing from the competition, he felt that this was disgraceful, the dignified sword master should not be defeated like this, and he, the winner, would be more shameful than the loser, but he couldn't restrain the desire to defeat the sword master, such a desire was so strong that it overshadowed everything! (To be continued......)