"I've seen Shigong. Wu Yue clenched his hands into fists, a swordsman's robe was neat and neat, his hair was simply tied into a bun, and a wooden crested hairpin was tied on the bun, and his whole body was full of swordsman's unique chic and capable, willow eyebrows and slender eyes, still that ordinary face, but now it seems to be a little more flavorful, I don't know if it was because she came to her aid in the Doomsday Canyon, or because of the gentleman's covenant, in short, Ling Feng had a trace of joy when he saw her again.

After meeting Qiu Lingsheng, Wu Yue turned to look at Ling Feng, arched his hand slightly, and Wu Yue said softly: "Young Master Ling, let's meet again." ”

Ling Feng glanced at Qiu Lingsheng behind Wu Yue, and returned with a smile: "Originally, it was agreed to fight, but it was resolved by the way, and there is no need to shout and kill when we meet in the future." ”

Wu Yue's expression moved slightly, and there was a trace of entanglement in his eyebrows and eyes, but the entanglement was released in an instant, and then replaced by a serious look, today's Wu Yue changed to a sword, which was different from the cyan big sword that Ling Feng saw in the Doomsday Canyon at the beginning, this sword was wrapped in white silk, and the layers of white silk wrapped the big sword tightly with a wide palm, as if the hilt covered with spikes made people can't help but feel numb in the scalp, not to mention what is the reputation of this sword, but this sword handle injured the person holding the sword before he made a move.

"Wu Yue of Jiang Yueguo, I specially asked Raya National Master Ling Feng for advice, today's battle, fair competition, no matter life or death. ”

"Miss Wu has said, we are just competing with swords, learning from each other, and we can't talk about life and death. Ling Feng said with a smile, Wu Yue glanced at Ling Feng inexplicably, that expression seemed to say, are you joking? Ling Feng looked at Wu Yue blankly, Qiu Lingsheng suddenly interjected: "As a swordsman, how can you try to play, the sword is unsheathed, and life and death will be divided!"

Ling Feng hurriedly looked at Ye Wuxian, although Ye Wuxian did not speak, but his expression was obviously the same as Qiu Lingsheng, Ling Feng frowned, whether it was Ye Wuxian or Qiu Lingsheng, they were all a help to him, and they were rare and indispensable, not to mention that although Wu Yue wanted to duel with Ling Feng wholeheartedly, she was bright and upright, and she was very admired by Ling Feng, and it was really not what Ling Feng hoped for to let her die here.

Ling Feng wanted to refuse at the moment, but in the face of Ye Wuxian and Qiu Lingsheng, he had no way to refuse, and Ling Batian outside the arena didn't seem to be ready to interfere, Ling Feng had to bite the bullet and walked into the ring in the middle of the martial arts arena, the ring was a standard format, ten meters wide, fifteen meters long, and three meters high, almost all the martial arts rings were exactly the same.

Watching the two enter the ring, in order to prevent them from being disturbed, Ye Wuxian ordered the protective shield of the ring to be opened, and after the energy of the transparent rune array fluctuated, the battle of life and death between Ling Feng and Wu Yue began.

"I really didn't expect this competition to be a matter of life and death. ”

Ling Feng said very depressedly, Wu Yue's face sank like water, and from the moment she entered the ring, the whole person turned into a sword, with a sharp edge but not exposed, but it gave people a sense of slaughter, she just glanced at Ling Feng, and did not intend to answer, Ling Feng sighed helplessly, the light in his hand flashed, and the seven-star sword that had not been used for a long time appeared again.

Three-foot sword body, two fingers of cold edge, such a sword is only a little wider than the thin sword used by women, Wu Yue was defeated by this sword at the beginning, although it is not the same, but seeing this kind of different sword, Wu Yue's eyes immediately burst into a fine light, "Wind Weasel, please!" Wu Yue's shoulders shook, the big sword behind him rose into the sky, and then fell steadily into Wu Yue's hands, the weasel is the name of this sword, and generally the sword with the name is a very famous weapon, which itself is either of superior grade, or his original owner is very famous.

Ling Feng couldn't remember what the origin of the wind weasel wast, and threw the seven-star sword up in the same way as Wu Yue, the sword was small and light, and Ling Feng was chic, but it was still a little inferior to the big sword of Qi Rengao, "Seven-star sword, please." "Swordsman duels have their own set of rituals that must be observed, first of all, before the start of the declaration of life and death, after the investigation of the non-accountability, and then to protect each other's name and place of origin, here the notification of the name and place of origin is not just a etiquette, but in order to prevent the duel from changing, the two sides of the quest for revenge and evolved the rules.

Ling Feng and Wu Yue are old acquaintances, the two are not very familiar, but they are not strangers, not to mention the relationship between Qiu Lingsheng, the tedious duel details are omitted, and the sword starts directly, Wu Yue holds down the hilt of the sword with both hands, and the big sword rests on the ring, the ring is made of the hardest stone, but it is still scratched by this big sword, and a few scratches are still drawn by this big sword, only to hear a soft shout, and between the blue lights, a big sword that looks very strange appeared in Wu Yue's hand.

Whether it is a big sword or a different sword with a unique shape in Ling Feng's hand, they all have several common features, such as a double-sided blade with a blood groove on the blade body, but this wind weasel in Wu Yue's hand is not like this, the sword body is obviously nearly twice as thick as the ordinary big sword, and the sword body is covered with wolf's fang-like spikes, the spikes are flat and flat, with a certain arc, and they are connected to the sword body, looking like a chainsaw blade.

This is clearly a flattened mace, which can't be called a sword at all, Ling Feng's eyes showed a little surprise, a swordsman like Wu Yue is so persistent, can let her use this kind of weapon, either this weapon is extraordinary, or someone forced her, Ling Feng didn't think about it anymore, the seven-star sword in his hand "brushed" and danced out a few sword flowers, and then with a stroke of his hand, the perfect starting style reappeared.

For any martial artist, whether he is a fighter or a martial artist, a good starting style is a necessary factor for victory in battle, especially when the strength of the two sides is not much different, Ling Feng now does not have the metamorphosis power brought by the body of the blood demon, he is just himself, the peak realm of the Sky Dou Sheng, Wu Yue has been separated for many years, and his own strength has also entered the threshold of the Sky Dou Sheng, although there is a slight gap in rank, but in terms of energy strength, Wu Yue is not necessarily much weaker than Ling Feng.

"Impeccable, perfect. Rao is Qianqiu Yijian Qiu Lingsheng couldn't help but praise when he saw Ling Feng's starting style, on the other hand, Wu Yue, unless she could use the same starting style as Ling Feng, otherwise, just at the beginning of the game, she would fall behind.

At the beginning of the Imperial Academy admissions exam, Wu Yue was directly frightened away by Ling Feng's starting style, fundamentally speaking, the two had not really fought each other, Ling Feng didn't want to hurt Wu Yue in his heart, but with the sword in his hand, the kind of frenzy in his bones could not be suppressed, Ling Feng looked at Wu Yue, and his heart was very entangled, on the one hand, he hoped that she would stop and not hurt the harmony, on the other hand, he wanted to have a good competition with this talented swordsman to see what kind of water bottle the top swordsman in the world was.

"Well, it's exactly the same. The little fox stood beside Ling Batian obediently, wearing a lilac dress that made her look like an elf, very dazzling, Ling Batian glanced back at the little fox, smiled and asked in a low voice: "Ahri, do you want him to win or lose?"

Ahri was staring at Ling Feng and Wu Yue in the field with a pair of big eyes, and Wu Yue at this time actually took out the same starting style as Ling Feng, listening to Ling Batian's inquiry, the little fox's eyes narrowed, and he smiled unpretentiously: "I want him to be happy, it doesn't matter if he wins or loses." ”

Ling Batian's eyes flickered, and he couldn't help but look at Ahri a few more times, in the month that Ling Feng was away, Ling Batian also learned about Ling Feng's experience in the past year from many aspects, as far as he knew, Ahri was not the only woman who had a relationship with Ling Feng, he had always had a question, that is, whether it was Ling Feng or his subordinates, they naturally regarded Ahri as the mistress of Floating Leaf House, but Ling Batian did not see any management talent from Ahri, if it was just appearance, Su Xiaoqi, who appeared several times from time to time, seemed to be more attractive than Ahri。

As a father, there are always some thoughts that others can't guess, but today Ling Batian really understands it, so he smiled with satisfaction, a man will never lack a woman in his life, the world of flowers, as long as he has the ability, power, and money, women are just an accessory of course, but if you want to really become a man and experience the happiness given to the human body between heaven and earth, the only way to find a woman who truly loves herself.

Ahri undoubtedly loves Ling Feng, because in her eyes, only Ling Feng is happy is what she wants to see, Ling Batian stroked his beard and smiled with satisfaction, pursed his lips and said, "I hope he can lose." "Why, Daddy?" Ahri wrinkled her nose playfully, this is Ahri, she can make faces at will, but no one will feel uncomfortable, Ling Batian smiled, and pointed at Ling Feng's back: "If he wins, this girl's sword heart will die." ”

"Huh, what do you mean?" Ahri asked blankly, Ling Batian was about to explain, when suddenly Ling Feng in the field moved, and he was cured.

Ling Feng looked like he was smiling, his starting style had no flaws, this was definitely not a boast, if it weren't for that, he wouldn't have spent so much effort to learn it, if he wanted to break this starting style, the easiest and only way to do it was to use this starting style the same, Ling Feng thought about it for nearly half a year in his previous life before he realized this, so he learned it, but he didn't expect Wu Yue's comprehension to be no lower than his own, and from the perspective of time, Wu Yue seemed to surpass him a little bit, and it took a year to learn this perfect starting style, which was also a big challenge for Ling Feng in his previous life。

"Mu Xiu is in the forest, the wind will destroy it!" Ling Feng suddenly chanted a sentence in his mouth, Wu Yue did not move, with this sentence, Ling Feng's figure instantly turned into a gust of wind, and the sword qi he saw flew sideways like a hurricane attack, and the entire ring was full of chaotic sword qi, the sword qi banged, and every time it hit the shield, the transparent shield would light up a cloud of light.

"What a fast sword!" Ling Batian couldn't help but exclaim, although he knew that the sword qi was made by Ling Feng, as a father blatantly praised his son for being a little unreserved, but Ling Batian really couldn't help it, "Xiaoye, you found a good apprentice." Qiu Lingsheng squinted his eyes slightly, his wrinkled face was quite calm, Ye Wuxian, who was standing on the side, shook his head and said in a deep voice: "He is not my apprentice, and I am not his master, I just taught him something." ”

"Xiao Ye, if Yueyue loses, will she feel better?" Qiu Lingsheng then asked.

"Back then, Liu Sheng learned the fast way sword, Liu Bai learned the gang sword, and I learned the trick sword, the three sword techniques were the only ones I lost under Liu Bai, I just want to know, is what you taught me is not as good as them, or am I not as good as them. There were two dark glances in Ye Wuxian's eyes, Qiu Lingsheng's lips moved slightly, he wanted to say something but didn't say it in the end, he could only sigh deeply.