"The East is unknown, this battle should not tolerate you, and there is half a point of clumsiness."

Zhuo Renqing's right hand gently tapped on the armrest of the chair, and his face was full of interest.

Because Gu Ye took Gu Shi to heal, only Zhuang Renjun was left beside Zhuo Renqing.

His mood is obviously not very good.

Because with the defeat of Gu Shi, their Wudang faction means that the teaching of their disciples this year has been completely in vain.

Seeing that the East is unclear in front of him, he and Fu Jianhan are competing for the championship of the Young Heroes Association in their own realm.

That feeling of loss is naturally overflowing.

Looking at the two people on the stage, Thorn's eyes narrowed slightly.

Although compared to others, he has been with this junior brother for a long time.

But even he didn't know how many catties and taels his junior brother had.

Therefore, her attention to this martial arts fight is also unprecedented concentration.

"Fu Jianhan, can you help me find out the true strength of this kid?"

Thorn asked silently in his heart.

Everyone else was also firmly staring at the stage.

Although they all felt that it was impossible for Dongfang Weiming to win, they were still curious.

Against Fu Jianhan, what kind of ability can he come up with?

At some point, a gust of cold wind blew through the ring, rolling up a cloud of dust.

The atmosphere also rose with the wind, and there was more slaughter!

"Brother Fu, offended!"

Xia Weiming shouted, and the folding fan in his hand stepped forward, instantly taking Fu Jianhan's big hole.

But Fu Jianhan spun his sword like a shield, and in the flickering of the cold light, Xia Weiming's offensive had been eliminated.

Seizing the moment when Xia Weiming revealed the empty door, Fu Jianhan's long sword shook, and his body was like a dragon going out to sea, spinning in mid-air, and with the power of the whirlwind, a move "came out of nowhere" swept towards Xia Weiming!

"It's really a magnificent sword......"

Xia Weiming was sincerely admired, and his left palm suddenly burst out with a bright white internal strength, colliding with Fu Jianhan's sword fiercely from mid-air!

There was an explosion, and the majestic force suddenly exploded from the middle of the two hands.

Fu Jianhan's sword momentum was blocked, and between the turns of his body, he swept towards Xia Weiming's face with one foot.

But seeing that Xia Weiming was in danger, he folded the fan and turned his fingers into a sword, and Xiaoxiang Shuiyun had already started.

The folding fan surrounded Xia Weiming, unleashing a chaotic sword light, blocking Fu Jianhan's kick.

"Bang!"

The folding fan touched the soles of Fu Jianhan's feet, and Fu Jianhan retreated with his strength and fell to the ground, his face full of fanaticism.

"These two people are fighting to a close end!"

Offstage, a sloppy young man in tattered clothes and seemed to exude a musty smell on his body.

While eating roast chicken, he looked at the stage in shock.

He is the disciple of the beggar gang who participated in the Young Heroes Association this time, Xiao Yao.

At this moment, there were turbulent waves in his heart.

With his eightfold foundation cultivation of the Imperial Qi Realm, in Fu Jianhan's hands, he could only go through three moves.

This Dongfang Weiming, who doesn't seem to have any real talent and learning, can fight with Fu Jianhan on an equal footing!

Moreover, he doesn't seem to have drawn a sword yet!

"I didn't expect that we had missed such a master."

I saw a man in light brown clothes, who looked like a dusty man, with a helpless smile on his face: "I practice swords with Fu Jianhan's kid all day long, and I think I already know his sword path very well. But he still couldn't get past even three moves. This kid...... How much strength is still unrevealed? ”

This person is Yang Yun, the eldest disciple of the Tianshan Sect.

At this moment, both of them had a slightly wry smile.

No matter what kind of frightening Dongfang Weiming can bring to them, they shouldn't care.

"Dongfang is unknown, I want to see if you can produce a sword!"

"Farewell concubine!"

At this time, I saw Fu Jianhan let out a long shout, but his figure suddenly divided into three.

Seeing this scene, Xia Weiming's pupils shrank, and everyone present was stunned.

Even Zhuo Renqing was amazed, and said for a long time: "Sword intent condensation...... This is not an afterimage created by the light exercise method, but an entity condensed by internal force. Gu Ye, if you were to cast the Sword Intent Condensation, how far would you go? ”

“…… If it were up to me, I would be able to condense thirteen afterimages, but at Fu Jianhan's age, I was afraid that I would be far worse than him......"

Gu Ye retracted his gaze for a long time and said truthfully.

Zhuang Renjun on the side did not speak, and seemed to have no intention of watching this rather exciting battle.

His eyes flickered one after another on the bodies of the two people.

It's like there's some kind of struggle.

"It's just that Dongfang Weiming doesn't seem to have come out of the sword yet. Therefore, it is difficult to determine who is strong and who is weak. ”

Gu Ye added.

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Fu Jianhan and the three afterimages shooting at the same time, stabbing at Xia Weiming in four different directions.

Originally, Fu Jianhan's swordsmanship belonged to the big opening and closing, like charging on the battlefield, moving forward.

Even if it is a sword, it also makes people feel timid, and there is no way to dodge.

At this moment, Xia Weiming is facing the attack of the four Fu Jianhan, and he is afraid that the pressure he is under is also unprecedented!

"Attack from all four directions at once, boy, are you still going to hide!"

Seeing that Xia Weiming had been completely shrouded in sword intent, Thorn frowned.

His eyes were fixed on Xia Weiming.

Because he knew that in the next moment, this junior brother would definitely not be able to hide his strength anymore.

I will definitely go all out to deal with the next attack!

Others, on the other hand, took a deep breath.

In their minds, they want to subconsciously think that Dongfang Weiming will lose.

But as soon as he thought of the accidents he brought several times, this idea just emerged, and it subconsciously dissipated!

"Dongfang is unknown, how should you deal with this move?"

Yang Yun took a sip of wine and narrowed his eyes.

Feeling the overwhelming sword pressure, Xia Weiming only felt that the pressure was surging from all directions like a tide.

I saw him smile helplessly, slowly put away the folding fan, and then put his hand on his waist......

"Bang!"

At this moment, a crisp sword groan sounded, followed by a sonorous sound.

Countless strong winds swept in all directions, blowing the clothes of the surrounding spectators.

When the smoke and dust dissipated, I saw that Fu Jianhan's three afterimages had disappeared.

And in Xia Weiming's hand, there was already an extra light cyan thin and narrow soft sword, and the sword body was wrapped around Fu Jianhan's sword.

This scene made everyone fall silent.

Dongfang Weiming, who had never drawn a sword from beginning to end, finally showed his blade at this moment!

"You've finally drawn your sword......"

Fu Jianhan smiled and nodded with satisfaction: "Since you have a sword, then take out your true skills." Otherwise, it will be very unjust to be defeated! ”

"Now that I have a sword, how can I not fight freely?"

Xia Weiming smiled indifferently, the sword body shook, and the invisible sword qi instantly separated the two.

I saw Xia Weiming's left sword finger gently caressing the sword body, feeling the gentle blade, like a flowing breeze, his expression finally had a trace of seriousness: "This sword is called Merry Shadow, today I will bring Brother Fu a different swordsmanship!" ”

As soon as the words fell, a flash of lightning suddenly burst out from Xia Weiming's sword blade.

There's a layer of flame wrapped around it!

"It's ......"

Zhuo Renqing's face finally changed drastically, and Xia Weiming's sword was entwined with things.

His identity has been completely exposed!

This person is the Oriental hero who called for wind and rain in Luoyang City some time ago!

Naturally, other people have heard about the Oriental Hero, so they naturally have an impression of this Oriental Hero.

Originally...... He is the hero of the East.

No wonder, he has been trying to hide his strength.

In an instant, everyone understood what Xia Weiming had done.

Immediately, their attention to this martial arts battle became more intense.

How much strength can this Oriental hero show?

"Hahaha, when I met you, my sword seems to be starting to come alive."

Looking at the trembling sword in his hand, Fu Jianhan laughed heartily again, and attacked again with his sword.

The long sword is still magnificent, and the sword body is stabbed straight, and it is still necessary to defeat the enemy with one move.

Xia Weiming crossed the sword in front of him, blocking Fu Jianhan's sword.

In an instant, Fu Jianhan suddenly changed his move, the tip of the sword rubbed Xia Weiming's blade, his body turned, and he turned around and slashed at Xia Weiming's neck.

And Xia Weiming also turned his body at the moment of receiving the move, and took out his sword at the same angle, and the swords of the two people collided together again. The scattered sword qi exploded all the surrounding planks!

"Bang! Bang! ”

The two of them turned their backs to their bodies, and they only felt the swords behind them, and the sword light and cold light kept intersecting behind the two of them.

Among them, it is dangerous, and if you are afraid of the slightest deviation, it may be a life under the sword.

But the two of them were not afraid, but there was a hint of joy in their expressions!

"Drink—"

Xia Weiming turned around and swept away, the blade of the sword brushed the ground, wanting to take Fu Jianhan's ankle.

But Fu Jianhan jumped up and kicked at Xia Weiming.

Xia Weiming raised his sword to block, but Fu Jianhan stepped on Xia Weiming's sword edge, and the sword blade in his hand slashed at Xia Weiming's wrist holding the sword!

Just at the last moment, Xia Weiming's wrist flicked, the hilt of the sword was taken off, and the Merry Shadow actually rotated in the air with Xia Weiming's internal force.

As soon as Fu Jianhan's sword momentum was deflected, the blade of the sword instantly brushed Xia Weiming's fingers and swiped over!

"This sword fight is beautiful and fast, and it is really very freehand...... Within a hundred moves of these two people, I'm afraid it will be difficult to distinguish between victory and defeat......"

On the viewing platform, Zhuo Renqing watched the martial arts fight with great interest, and his fingers rhythmically tapped on the seat.

This beautiful duel is indeed pleasing to the eye.

"Yes, Senior Brother, Xia Weiming's sword is mainly fast and fast, while Fu Jianhan's sword is mainly magnificent. One is strong, the other is fast, the two extremes are like spears and shields, but see who is tougher and who is sharper! ”

Gu Ye nodded again and again, even if these two people were not disciples of their Wudang Sect, they still made him admire.

Just when everyone under the audience was admiring, Xia Weiming on the stage changed his tricks again.

Holding the hilt of the sword with his backhand, with a flick of his wrist, Merry Shadow's slender sword body instantly bent and flung towards Fu Jianhan in the air.

Fu Jianhan's toes were a little bit, avoiding Xia Weiming's romantic shadow, his head suddenly turned down, and it was another move to "come out of nowhere" and stab Xia Weiming in the air!