Zhuang Buzhong, the surname is cautious and steady, and he never does things that he is not sure of. After bowing his head and thinking for a while, he frankly admitted that his disadvantage was too great, and he really didn't have much certainty, in case he lost, it would be a small matter of personal disgrace, and it would be a big matter of damaging the face of the sect.

The second senior brother is not sure of winning, and the remaining few people are not very good in terms of internal strength, and the shortcomings are very obvious. After all, the Wuyue Sword Sect has been inherited for hundreds of years, and they know each other's martial arts skills very well. For example, the swordsmanship of the Hengshan faction and the Huashan faction are very familiar; Similarly, the swordsmanship of the Huashan School was also specially explained by the master.

looked at each other a few times, although the senior brothers were all masters whose hearts were higher than the sky, but the face of the sect was not a matter of fever, so they all had concerns and did not dare to recommend themselves.

In the end, it was Liu Mengnuo who mentioned, "Senior brother, do you think the other party's strength is as powerful as the people in Mu Wangfu?" Who's the closest to it? ”

Why don't you think about it for a while, think back to the performance of the people in Muwangfu when they dealt with Wu Sangui's subordinates at the foot of Ma'anshan, and pondered: "I see that Feng Bupo's temples are bulging on both sides, his breathing is steady and long, his wrists are steady and accurate when holding chopsticks to pick up vegetables, and his swordsmanship should be very deep, much stronger than Liu Yizhou, who once fought with you." But it should be better than shaking the head of the lion Wu Lishen, and he is at the same level as the holy hand scholar Su Gangdang. I am sure that I can win the latter within thirty moves, Xiaoliu, as long as you can get the first move in advance, with the swiftness and ruthlessness of our Hengshan swordsmanship, there is a fifty percent chance of winning! After all, this is just a competition, and the other party will definitely leave room for it, and this is your chance. ”

Recently, Liu Meng pestered the senior brother every day to teach swordsmanship and light skills, and he naturally knew everything about entering the realm, so he felt that as long as he played well, he would have no chance.

Of course, there is the most important point, why not be afraid to say it, Liu Meng himself also knows it. Liu Meng is the youngest of the sixteenth generation disciples of the Hengshan faction, he is only fifteen years old, and he is one of the best disciples of the Huashan faction to learn and communicate, and if he loses, he should be, after all, the other party is older in the last round, if he wins by luck, it will be a big upset!

Although the other party also understands that it is not beneficial to discuss with Liu Meng regardless of victory or defeat, this matter is proposed by them, and if they shirk it, it will be too hasty, and it seems that the dignified Huashan faction is not stable enough, and there is a suspicion of backsliding.

At the moment, it was agreed that Liu Meng would take the lead in the exchange, and the other party was caught off guard, taking advantage of the fact that the other party had not yet figured out the fighting style that this generation of disciples was good at, and the soldiers were dangerous, and the reputation of the Hengshan faction in the hearts of everyone in the Wuyue Sword Sect was inspired.

After serving a bowl of hot chicken soup and drinking it standing in the stove room, Liu Meng warmed up with a set of Liuyun palms, adjusted his body to the best state, and then walked to the open space in the front yard of the Holy Emperor Palace, stood with his sword on his back, and looked up at the sky above his head.

The blue sky is like washing, and the white clouds are long. Life is just like clouds in the sky, no matter how gorgeous it is, it is just a passerby. But swordsmanship is not.

The white horse passed through the gap, and there was no trace to be found. The wind returns to the mountains and forests, informal.

If the sword technique is used like this, will there be a surprise?

As if he had an epiphany, a flash of inspiration flashed in Liu Meng's mind, like the moment when a fish bites its hook, and an indescribable feeling envelops him. At this moment, I don't think about any victory or defeat, what reputation, or what spirit, all I have in my heart is the sword momentum that comes and goes.

A young man with a sword stood in the court, blue pants and gray coat, but he was as confident and calm as a prince and minister standing quietly in the court, which made people look at it at a glance and give birth to a feeling of integration with the environment.

Feng Nandi's eyes shrank sharply, and he carefully looked at this young disciple of the Hengshan Sect, and exclaimed for a long time, "What a swordsman!" ”

is not despised by youth, and is called "swordsman", and the praise given by Feng Nandi is very rare. If it is an ordinary person who practices martial arts, and he is praised by the head of the Huashan faction, this alone is enough to make a name for himself in the rivers and lakes.

Xiang Shoushan frowned slightly, a little disliked that the little apprentice was too ostentatious in front of the guests. He Buxing, who was observant of his words and expressions, immediately stepped forward to report: "Master, Uncle Feng, just mentioned the matter of the exchange between the disciples of the two factions of the "no" generation, the disciple just took the initiative and arranged for Senior Brother Liu to be in charge of the first scene, and the disciple to be in charge of the second scene. I also ask Master and Uncle Feng for approval. ”

Xiang Shoushan said "um", turned his head to Feng Nandi and said: "My apprentices are too pampered, and they are usually naughty and messing around, so I am ashamed to let Senior Brother Feng see the joke!" ”

Feng Nandi waved his hand and said with a slight smile: "Young people should be energetic and naughty. You and I are old, and I can't keep up with the thinking of young people, and in the past few years, I have relied on the old bones to sell the old, and I am ashamed to think about it. ”

When they were young, they also laughed proudly in the rivers and lakes, and did a lot of high-spirited things, and now they are greeting and sighing together, both sighing that the years are not forgiving, seeing the new generation of disciples growing up strongly, vaguely having their own shadows, and suddenly they are proud and nostalgic, and they both have the idea of retreating to the mountains and forests.

Here, Feng Bupo Feng Buqi saw that the Hengshan faction had arranged the order of appearance, and Feng Buxuan, who was a little impatient, walked out first, and hugged Liu Meng, who was standing quietly on the spot, and reported to his family according to the rules of the competition between the disciples and brothers of the sect: "Huashan faction Feng Buqiu, I am fortunate to learn Hengshan swordsmanship, and I also ask my junior brother to give me more advice." ”

Liu Meng's mood was unusually peaceful, and he also learned from the other party to bow his hand and said: "Hengshan sent Liu Bumeng, it is an honor to be able to learn from the senior brother, and I hope that the senior brother's subordinates will be kind." ”

After greeting and fighting, both of them drew their swords out of their sheaths, Feng Bu urged the sword to raise it flatly, and put on a polite move with Feng Laiyi; Liu Meng's long sword hung obliquely, and he made a move to sweep the couch and wait, and he was extremely modest.

Seeing that although the opponent was a young man, he was sensible and polite, Feng Buxuan was a person with a good surname, so he had a good impression at the moment and said with a smile: "I'm older, it's not good to bully others, junior brother, please go first." ”

Liu Meng is a master of "people respect me for a foot, I respect people for a foot", and immediately responded with a smile: "It's better to be respectful than to obey orders, senior brother be careful!" ”

As soon as the careful word "heart" landed, the long sword in Liu Meng's hand began to move, his wrist flipped, the tip of the sword was obliquely raised, and a straight arc was crossed, and the target was directed at Feng Bu's chest, so that there was no superfluous movement at all, and it was simple and direct to death.

Good speed. As soon as the connoisseur makes a move, he will know if there is one. Feng Buxuan saw that the opponent's sword was fast, and he didn't drag his hand at all, and understood that it was not a good stubble, and he had to deal with it with all his energy. Immediately, the long sword crossed the bar, knocking open the sword that was still mostly symbolic.

The number of etiquette has been done, and next, Liu Mengke is ready to grit his teeth and fight to the death. As soon as the long sword turned, his body surged at the same time, and with one move, he returned to the fastest wind and lightning in the Wind Falling Goose Sword Technique, and stabbed at the opponent's throat.

This trick Liu Meng made the best move, and Liu Yizhou of Mu Wangfu was defeated by this trick. Fast as lightning, as fast as thunder, the tip of the sword arrived in front of Feng Buyu in the blink of an eye.