The whole atmosphere of the classroom fell into silence, and many people looked at Luo Xingfan, feeling that Luo Xingfan was crazy?

"Where did Luo Xingfan get his confidence?" Many girls in the classroom looked at Luo Xingfan, not knowing what to say.

They still thought that Luo Xingfan was so sworn before, maybe Luo Xingfan was usually good at swordsmanship, so he had learned similar martial arts to this one, so he dared to be so confident.

But now, Luo Xingfan actually said that it was the first time he had come into contact with swordsmanship, so why did Luo Xingfan dare to say that he had just read this martial art and said that he had learned it?

"Then I'll lend you the sword. Shen Mengru, who had just opened his mouth to remind Luo Xingfan, lent his sword to Luo Xingfan.

This is a second-order low-grade sword, and compared with the sword in Zhao Shihan's hand, it is still a little insufficient, and it is not much different.

"Thank you. ”

Luo Xingfan caught it, and then swung it slightly, adapting to the weight of this sword, which was a bit light for Luo Xingfan.

Luo Xingfan said to Zhao Shihan: "Okay, if you are not convinced, just do it, and I will make you obedient immediately." ”

"I just like confident people like you, so I'm going to go. A faint smile appeared on Zhao Shihan's face.

Then, Zhao Shihan directly started and injected his power into the sword in his hand, and the sword in his hand released a fierce aura, and the sword light lit up.

Zhao Shihan stepped forward and rushed directly to Luo Xingfan, and at the same time sneered in his heart: "You regret that you just provoked Miss Ben." ”

Luo Xingfan naturally did not hesitate at all, and condensed the true yuan as soon as possible, injected it into the sword, and the sword light lit up.

Because the two of them were competing at the back of the classroom, the distance between the two was only six or seven meters, so Zhao Shihan came to Luo Xingfan in an instant.

"Don't disappoint me too much, don't die too badly. Zhao Shihan snorted, and the sword in his hand slashed towards Luo Xingfan, without any merciful intentions for his subordinates.

"Then you don't need to worry about it. Biyun Sword. ”

Luo Xing moved, put his sword in front of him, and was only ready to simply resist.

However, just as Luo Xingfan swung his sword, the power on the sword weakened slightly, and Zhenyuan disappeared out of thin air.

"I can't even control my strength, and I dare to brag about it, give in to Miss Ben. Vast Sword. ”

This sword carries Zhao Shihan's angry emotions, Zhao Shihan must be good-looking.

Illusory sword shadows were left in the void, and the swords of the two people collided together.

"Ding. ”

There was a crisp sound of metal clashing.

The power of the two people collided together, and the sword in Luo Xingfan's hand released a strong light in an instant.

The expected stalemate did not happen, and the sound of "dang" sounded, and the sword in Zhao Shihan's hand was shaken away.

"What?" The smile on Zhao Shihan's face froze.

When she had just chopped down, Zhao Shihan felt a powerful anti-shock force coming over, making her unable to hold the sword in her hand.

"How can your strength ......" Zhao Shihan's eyes widened, and he was stunned when he looked at the sword that was knocked away.

I didn't even notice that the skin on the tiger's mouth on my right hand was torn, leaving a little bit of blood, and I didn't even notice the pain.

"Hehe, I said it, we're not the same. Luo Xingfan smiled faintly.

"Really?" Many people also opened their eyes wide, looking at the sword that was shaken away, feeling a little incredible.

Zhao Shihan's weapon is better than the weapon in Luo Xingfan's hand, and Luo Xingfan is only passively resisting, so Luo Xingfan's own physical strength has no way to exert it at all, and it is completely resisted by the power of swordsmanship.

Zhao Shihan attacked with a sword, so when attacking, in addition to the power of the swordsmanship, there was also her own physical strength, and Luo Xingfan had just lost part of her strength because she was not skilled in moves.

Zhao Shihan's vast sword is a Xuan-level inferior grade, and Zhao Shihan has already cultivated after hard practice.

Luo Xingfan's martial arts must be a preliminary mastery, even if the grade is a little higher, the proficiency is enough to make up for this gap.

All kinds of advantages are combined, why is the loser still Zhao Shihan?

"Is this the power of the Biyun Sword? "A girl babble.

"It's really strong, but when Luo Xingfan shows it, it doesn't seem to be just a preliminary mastery. Teacher, what's going on?" someone asked Fang Chuyu, because she couldn't see the problem.

The others couldn't figure it out either, so they all looked at Fang Chuyu.

Fang Chuyu felt everyone's gaze and came back to his senses from surprise: "Judging from the power that Luo Xingfan just used, he has mastered this sword technique perfectly, but the power control is still a little unskilled. ”

When Fang Chuyu made this judgment, she couldn't believe it, she had gone from mastering to cultivating to perfection, but it took half a year, and Luo Xingfan actually took a quarter of an hour, which was unreasonable.

"Luo Xingfan is so powerful. "Many people's eyes have changed when they look at Luo Xingfan.

"Have you learned it before?" Zhao Shihan absolutely didn't believe that someone could learn such a martial art in a quarter of an hour.

"You just can't afford to lose, I said it, this is the first time in my life that I have come into contact with swordsmanship, how can I learn it. Moreover, Xuan-level mid-grade martial arts, can I afford them?"

The only "Senluo Wanxiang Fist" that Luo Xingfan learned was his father's relics, and as for other martial arts, Luo Xingfan couldn't afford it at all before.

"This ......" Zhao Shihan was speechless to refute.

Luo Xingfan is just behind the gate, and he lives on a pension every year.

Zhao Shihan's father is a scholar of the Ministry of War, and he is considered a high-ranking official, even so, it is easy to buy Xuan-level middle-grade martial arts worth millions of taels of silver casually, let alone Luo Xingfan.

Before Zhao Shihan could refute, Luo Xingfan's voice sounded: "This time it's your luck." The first time you cast the Biyun Sword, you didn't control the power well, otherwise, if you want to end up in this way, then you are dreaming of the Spring and Autumn Festival. ”

"You ......" Zhao Shihan glared at Luo Xingfan, but couldn't say anything.

What Luo Xingfan said was the truth, if Luo Xingfan's sword hadn't lost a lot of power just now, then this time she would definitely not be as simple as cracking the skin of the tiger's mouth a little.

But this made Zhao Shihan uncomfortable, she actually fell to the point that she had to rely on luck to avoid being seriously injured, what a joke!

"How's it going? Am I really awesome, do you already have a little bit of an understanding now?"

"Hmph, this time I admit that I lost, but whether you are really awesome, Miss Ben doesn't know, who knows if you have learned similar martial arts. Zhao Shihan still didn't believe Luo Xingfan's words just now.

But since he lost, Zhao Shihan didn't bother to stalk and couldn't afford to lose, so he went to the side to pick up the sword and returned to his position.

"Not an atmospheric woman. Luo Xingfan pouted.

At least Zhao Shihan is honest, Luo Xingfan's goal has been achieved.

Then, Luo Xingfan looked at Shen Mengru and said with a smile: "Thank you for lending me the sword and giving it back to you." ”

Luo Xingfan handed the sword to Shen Mengru.

Before Shen Mengru took the sword, the sword was actually broken in two in the middle.

Luo Xingfan was immediately embarrassed, and his eyes showed helplessness: "No."