After explaining, Sun Ran went down to reincarnate.

After a trance, I entered my new body, and there was silence all around, except for the sound of breathing, and when I opened my eyes, I saw a wide hall.

Behind the case, the saber warriors knelt on the bamboo mats, drank silently, and did not say a word, and the atmosphere was very depressing.

Sun Ran looked at himself, dressed in sackcloth, with a coarse cloth belt tied around his waist, and a one-handed sword on his belt, which was also dressed as a swordsman.

Relevant information about him surfaced in his mind: Yi Li, twenty-five years old, orphan, homeless, the sword guard raised by Fan Li, the doctor of the Yue Kingdom, that is, a swordsman, this place is the sword hall of Fan Dafu, and it is also the place where these swordsmen gather daily to chat and discuss things.

In the silence, a samurai suddenly spoke: "The eldest husband has been defeated by women one after another, shame!" ”

Hearing him say this, Sun Ran had a relevant memory in his mind: "Yue Nu A Qing, was hired by the King of Yue as the chief instructor of swordsmanship, teaching the swordsmanship skills of the Yue Kingdom, and everyone was not convinced. Ah Qing agreed that as long as someone could defeat her, she would leave immediately. Therefore, there are many challengers to the swordsmen of the Yue Kingdom every day, and there is no doubt that so far, no one is their opponent, no matter who they are, they will be defeated within three moves. ”

Another samurai sighed: "This female swordsmanship is as strange as creation, and the ghosts and gods are unpredictable, it is really... Ay. ”

Then there was another silence.

After a while, a little man in a robe and hat ran in, bowed to the swordsmen, and said, "Ladies and gentlemen, the time has come, and the national teacher is already waiting for you to challenge in the Sword Pavilion." ”

The swordsmen looked at each other, and finally sighed helplessly, got up and followed the little guy towards the Sword Pavilion.

Sun Ran naturally followed, he walked at the end, carefully feeling the quality of this new body.

Not tall or short, neither fat nor thin. Flexible and powerful, there are deep calluses on the inside of the fingers, holding the hilt of the sword, there is a feeling of blood connection, this sword is like an extension of the arm, obviously practicing the sword is extremely diligent.

He felt the flesh and bones. Every blood vessel, every muscle fiber was carefully combed, fast and organized, until he walked to the Sword Pavilion, Sun Ran had already combed his body, all those clumsy forces were clear, and the strength of each channel in his body turned into one and became a mixture.

The Sword Pavilion has arrived.

The place is big and nicely decorated. There were already a lot of people in the lobby, and in addition to the servant guards, the most conspicuous ones were a man and a woman.

The man was very young, about thirty years old, dressed in a fine costume, with a handsome face, a chic posture, and gorgeous clothes. Sun Ran knew that she was the doctor of the Yue Kingdom, Fan Li, and the most relied on figure of Goujian, the king of Yue. It can be said that he is the second person in the Yue Kingdom, equivalent to the prime minister of later generations, with a high and powerful position.

Standing beside him was a woman in green clothes, holding a green bamboo stick in her hand, which was the target that Sun Ran wanted to defeat this time: Yue Nu A Qing.

I didn't see it very real on the image before, but at this time I got close. Sun Ran began to observe carefully.

This woman, no, to be precise, should be a girl, with a pretty face and a young body. Look at the age of no more than eighteen, at most sixteen. In short, from such a rough look, this is just an ordinary girl who looks pretty.

There were more than 30 samurai who came together, but after the first 10 entered, the last 20 or so were stopped by the guards at the gate.

"If you are not skilled, just watch it at the door."

These swordsmen are also divided into levels, ten before the entry, recognized as the highest sword skills, and at the same time, the background is good, the ancestors have at least one celebrity, it can be said that the blood is noble, the net worth is also rich, even the clothes are also brocade robes, when they enter the game, they pay more money, they have the qualification to challenge A Qing first.

The latter are ordinary people who start from the recklessness, and they belong to miscellaneous soldiers, unless the sword skills are really amazing, or they will join in the fun.

Sun Ran was one of the miscellaneous soldiers and was stopped at the door. He didn't care, just found an inconspicuous position at the door and watched the competition in the lobby.

The people of this era do things very simply, not too polite, a brocade-clothed warrior drew his sword in his hand, and hugged the sword to Ah Qing as a salute: "Please advise!" ”

Ah Qing stepped forward, holding a bamboo stick in his hand, and stood casually: "Please first!" ”

The brocade-clothed warrior didn't say much, he shouted loudly, drew his sword and rubbed his body, and stabbed a sword into Ah Qing's heart.

This sword is powerful and powerful, the sword is strong, the sword speed is extremely fast, like lightning, without ten years of hard work, it can't reach this level.

Sun Ran looked at it and nodded secretly, this guy's swordsmanship is exquisite, much more powerful than the original owner of his body.

At this moment, a green bamboo stick suddenly protruded, only to see the green shadow flash, and then there was a 'dangchang' sound, the sword in the hand of the brocade-clothed warrior fell, covered his hand and took a step back, lowered his head and gritted his teeth: "I lost." ”

He leaned over and picked up his sword, and without saying a word, turned around and walked out of the Sword Pavilion.

Fan Li opened his mouth and said: "Ah Qing, it's not a matter of such a martial arts competition, can't you teach them?" ”

Ah Qing shook his head helplessly: "My sword has no moves and no style, it is all usually played and played, and I can use it as good as it is, I really can't teach it." ”

Another brocade-clothed swordsman went up, and the sword was reported: "Please consult." ”

Then he took out his sword, and halfway through the sword, he was intercepted by a bamboo stick, and then the sword fell and was injured, which was a complete repetition of the previous situation.

On the third swordsman, it was still the same result.

Then Fan Li spoke: "That's all for today's competition, everyone go back, you have to figure out more about Miss Aqing's sword, don't slack off." ”

The samurai bowed down and retreated.

Sun Ran also followed Shanren, raised his sleeve and quietly wiped the cold sweat on his forehead: "Look at this situation, I really don't seem to be an opponent." ’

This woman's swordsmanship has no moves and no style, it is natural, everything is from the heart, and she has reached the Dao realm, which cannot be called swordsmanship, but the way of the sword.

Although Sun Ran is quite narcissistic, he is never arrogant, his most powerful ability is Taoism, not martial arts. Although he has practiced martial arts for many years, he also has his own deep understanding, and he can be called a grandmaster, but for ordinary people, it is for the supreme genius who uses a sword in front of him...... Not sure, not at all.

'If it's me, purely with martial arts, I will definitely be able to survive three moves, but when it comes to five moves, I am not sure, and when it comes to ten moves, I will be defeated. This is Sun Ran's judgment.

'Do you really want to use Dao to assist?' Sun Ran secretly thought that he might be able to win with Dao techniques, but he always felt too embarrassed, and he felt really uncomfortable.

After the swordsmen withdrew from the Sword Pavilion, they did not return to the Sword Pavilion, but each withdrew from Fan Li's residence.

Sun Ran also returned to his residence according to his memory, he did not rest, walked to the courtyard, sat on the edge of the well, and pondered the way to crack this sword without tricks.

After thinking for a while, he stood up again, drew his sword, recalled the sword shadow he had seen with the green bamboo stick before, and began to simulate the battle.

There seemed to be an illusion in front of him, a sword stabbed out, and a green shadow was entwined up, pointing at his wrist, and hurriedly returned the sword to seal the green shadow, and the green shadow turned again, like a dexterous green feather, from another angle to the wrist.

Sun Ran was forced, couldn't help but use all his strength, a dim silver light appeared in the pupils of his eyes, his whole body was infused, time slowed down abruptly, and the green shadow returned to a bamboo stick and began to move inch by inch.

Although the reaction has accelerated, Sun Ran's physical fitness has not changed, and his strength and speed are still the same, so the speed at which he raises his sword to block has not changed, but he has a lot more reaction time out of thin air.

If an outsider looks at it, they can find that Sun Ran's sword is not only not fast, but slows down a bit, and he is fighting against an unwarranted opponent.

He continuously changed his sword momentum for a few seconds, but he still had no choice but to put away his sword: "Even if I use all my strength, compared to this sword skill, I can fight for a tie at most." How could there be such a terrifying sword skill in this world? ”

However, although Sun Ran was shocked, he believed that there was no absolutely perfect sword in the world, and he did not feel depressed, so he retreated to the well and sat down, thinking about it with his head on his back.

Just rehearsed like this, time passed in a hurry, and before he knew it, it was already evening, Sun Ran felt hungry, so he took some money, went to the wine shop outside the hospital to order turbid wine and cured meat, and poured himself a drink, but he was still thinking about the way to crack it in his mind.

After eating and drinking, Sun Ran returned to his residence and continued to figure out without any tiredness.

He's the kind of guy who, when he encounters a real challenge, throws himself into it until he defeats his opponent.

The time soon reached the middle of the night, and suddenly, Sun Ran's brows moved, and he felt a wave of mana fluctuations.

There is no true qi and mana in this world, so it is very quiet, and at this time, someone suddenly used mana, just like a light in the night, and it was suddenly felt by Sun Ran.

'There are saboteurs! Sun Ran put away his sword, quietly went out, and tracked away in the direction where the mana fluctuations came. (To be continued......)