Seeing that Richard agreed, the smile on Tie Wuji's face became brighter and brighter, and he sneered in his heart, just now on the top of the barren mountain, Richard ignored the black-robed man and lost his face. Although the black-robed man didn't care, Tie Wuji, as a subordinate, kept it in his heart.

That's why he deliberately let his servant Iron Armor make some noise in the middle of the night to lure Richard out, so as to lure Richard into taking the bait with the clues of the twelve, so that Richard agreed to his competition.

Tie Wuji secretly said in his heart: "This guy's title on the list of celebrities in the rivers and lakes is the Little Sword Saint, he just fought with Bu Jingyun, and his swordsmanship is really clever." But he may not be powerful in light skills and attacks, with the ability of Linghe and Iron Armor, he will definitely be able to lose his face and export evil anger for the door master! ”

As soon as he thought of this, the smile on Tie Wuji's face suddenly became a little smug again, and he made a gesture and smiled at Richard, "Brother Simon, please." ”

After walking out of the alley, Tie Wuji suddenly stopped. Although it was the middle of the night at this time, the streets of Kaifeng City were still full of people, and the traffic was not lively.

The lanterns hanging in front of the shops on both sides of the street illuminate the street, making the entire Kaifeng City as bright as day. The sound of horses' hooves on the ground, the clashing of blades on the waists of pedestrians, the sound of quarrels, bargaining, and even the coquettishness of young women in the land of fireworks in the distance all reached Richard's ears, like a music called market life.

Tie Wuji smiled and said slowly: "From here to the west gate of Kaifeng City, there is no more, no less, exactly one hundred and fifty zhang away, and I hung a token engraved with my name on the tower of the west gate. This first competition, how do you think of the little sword master here? You and Linghe set off at the same time, you can only walk this street, and the one who retrieves the token first will win. ”

Richard glanced at the crowded streets, and his heart blossomed with joy. If he was put in the wilderness and asked him to race a hundred meters with Linghe, with the characteristics of Ling Bo's microstep, he really didn't dare to say that he would win. But in this kind of crowded terrain, Ling Bo Weibu, as a small-scale flashing and moving top light skill, is simply like a fish in water, and can exert 12% of its power!

He glanced at Tie Wuji and said lightly, "Since you have already figured out how to compete, then this is it." ”

The old man named Linghe bent down and bowed his hand respectfully: "The old slave is all up to the young master. ”

Tie Wuji's smile on his face was even worse when he heard this, and he took out a copper coin from his arms and said, "The copper coin is the number, three!" ”

The remaining two numbers didn't come out, and Tie Wuji let go of his palm. The clink of the copper coin on the ground was almost inaudible in the crowded street.

The moment the voice sounded, the spirit crane immediately rushed out, like a ghost constantly shuttling through the crowd, and quickly headed towards the west city gate.

Richard, on the other hand, stood still, smiling as if he hadn't heard the sound of the coin landing. Seeing this, Tie Wuji couldn't help but smile and said, "Why hasn't the Little Sword Saint set off yet?" The race has already begun. ”

Seeing that "Richard" suddenly and slowly dissipated at this time, Tie Wuji's heart was shocked, and his face became extremely solemn, "Phantom?!" Damn, I made a mistake. This Ximen melon's attainments in light skills must be extremely profound! ”

On the other side, the crane kept shuttling through the crowd, and it didn't take long to come to the middle of the street. He glanced back, but he didn't see Richard.

He couldn't help but feel a little proud in his heart, what about the unparalleled swordsmanship? Isn't it better than Lao Tzu in light work? Isn't it just that you can only eat farts behind Lao Tzu's back?

At this moment, a voice suddenly came from beside him, "It's not a good habit to turn around during the game. ”

Linghe was shocked, only to see Richard appear beside him at some point, and the speed was exactly the same as his!

Linghe looked at Richard as if he had seen a ghost, when did this guy appear? Could it be that he is a legendary immortal, and he will fly away?!

He quickly noticed the steps of Richard's feet, although Linghe did not know the gossip of the Qi Sutra, but the eyes of light skills were very vicious, and at a glance he could see that Richard's light skills were very clever, and they might even be no less than his own light skills.

"Junior, don't get complacent too early!"

Linghe snorted coldly, and his speed suddenly increased by as much as thirty percent. The light skill he cultivated was called Linghe Sandu, and there were three realms, and the speed of each realm could be as much as three percent faster than the previous one.

Don't look at Sancheng, it seems to be very little, the light work has reached the realm of Linghe, and every increase in speed is as difficult as climbing to the sky. This increase of thirty percent of the speed is actually equivalent to a speed that most people on the rivers and lakes cannot reach in a lifetime.

Linghe was still not at ease in his heart, and once again carried the Linghe Sandu, climbing from Linghe 1st to Linghe 2nd, so a gust of wind blew on the street, and pedestrians only felt that there was a strong wind blowing around them, blowing them staggering, and many people even fell to the ground.

The West City Gate was already in front of him, and Linghe put his mind at ease, and said proudly in his heart: "After all, he is just a junior, even if he learns superior light skills?" If you don't have enough attainments, you can't compare to the old man. ”

"Senior, you ran so fast, many people behind you thought there were monsters, and some were scolding you."

Linghe was horrified when he heard this voice, and turned his head to see Richard beside him, with a kind smile on his face, as if the sun was shining!

"You are..."

Linghe was just about to speak, when the oncoming wind poured into his mouth. His internal strength cultivation is not as good as Richard's, he can only protect himself from the wind, and if he wants to block the wind, he can't speak freely like Richard.

Linghe Sandu!

Linghe was ruthless in his heart, raised his light skills to the third realm, climbed his speed to the peak, and rushed to the west city gate across the last distance, without waiting for the soldiers on duty to ask, he saw him slam on the ground, and the whole person rose up like a flexible big bird, heading straight towards the city tower.

As he climbed to the same height as the city wall, he suddenly heard a sound of laughter. Linghe couldn't help but look in the direction where the voice came from, and his eyes instantly widened, almost popping out his eyeballs.

I saw that Richard's body was close to the wall and kept climbing up the city wall, and his speed with his hands and feet was no less than his own, and even a few points faster!

Gecko swimming wall skills, how much light skills do you know, even this kind of kung fu that can barely be regarded as light skills? You're not a swordsman, you're a snitch!

As the momentum gradually lacked, the speed of the spirit crane gradually slowed down, but Richard, who used the gecko to swim the wall, maintained his original speed, and suddenly overtook him to the city tower, took off the token hanging on the city tower, and turned around and floated to the ground.

After a while, Linghe fell back to the ground, his face seemed to have aged ten years all of a sudden, and he smiled bitterly and his mouth was extremely bitter, as if he had been stuffed with a coptis chinensis, so bitter that he couldn't speak.