Chapter 55: One Sword, Defeat!

The audience has already heard an earth-shattering cry.

The enthusiasm of the people was high.

The people gathered in the major restaurants all leaned out of the windows to look this way.

On the high platform, Gu Xiao, the head of the sword, glanced at the forty-four young geniuses below, and asked with a smile: "Brother Zhuo, which of the people below do you think have any hope of winning the only knife test order and becoming the sword crown of my Junzhou youth generation?" ”

Zhuo Yuan, a man with a black and red face, said silently: "Zhou Fan of the Zhou family, Zhao Hao of the Zhao family, and Jiang Xiaodong, the little Taoist priest of Wudang Mountain, are all young people with excellent qualifications. ”

The head of the Li family smiled faintly and said, "Brother Zhuo, why don't you mention your son, Zhuo's nephew is the one who everyone thinks has the highest chance of winning." ”

Gu Xiao smiled inadvertently: "Brother Zhuo, I heard that Zhuo's nephew has already built a successful foundation?" ”

Hearing this, the faces of the heads of the three major families changed slightly.

Just when a few big names on stage were talking.

The knife duel in the bluestone field has begun.

Lu Qingping's ring.

The woman in red clasped her fists, showed the knife outside, and said proudly: "Swordsman Zhang Xiaohong, practice the bone realm, please give advice." ”

"Girl, please." Lu Qingping hugged her fists.

Zhang Xiaohong, the woman in red, was not polite at all, and immediately jumped up, flashed red with a knife, and deceived her face.

However.

Lu Qingping smiled and said, "Accept." ”

The people in this corner were immediately dumbfounded.

How it just started and ended.

Sun Xiaohong's chest rose and fell, her hands were trembling, her eyes were instantly red, and tears almost welled up, but she couldn't move.

"No way......" she was about to cry.

Because at the same time as she slashed over, the knife of the young man in front of her was actually placed on her neck.

Moreover, not even the sheath came out.

The people and people in this corner exclaimed: "What kind of person is this called Lu Qing, such a fast knife!" ”

"Why doesn't the casino have his handicap?"

Distance.

"What, the results are out?"

"It's just begun, and there have already been five wins and losses in the ring, and basically they were decided instantly."

These five people are: Zhuo Hongfei, Lu Qing, Li Chenglong, Zhang Hu, and Ma Bao.

Among these five people, almost all of them won with realm suppression, except for Lu Qingping, the other four people all crushed their opponents with their strong cultivation at the moment of battle.

And only Lu Qingping is an exception, which naturally attracts the attention of many people.

Even a few big people on the stage cast their eyes.

Gu Xiao was sitting on the high platform, and when he saw Lu Qingping's scabbard on Zhang Xiaohong's neck, he was surprised: "It turns out that there is such a young master inside this time." ”

Most of the three family leaders are looking at their juniors and don't look at this side, so it's hard to make any comments.

Only the swordsman Zhuo Yuan said solemnly: "This young man's sword technique has a very solid foundation. ”

Gu Xiao asked, "Brother Zhuo may see his potential?" ”

Zhuo Yuan shook his head and said: "I didn't even have a knife, I can't see it, but with his technique of taking out the scabbard, it is already extraordinary, such a fast speed, it is not simple." ”

Gu Xiao nodded, "There is also a reason why his opponent is too weak." ”

Zhuo Yuan did not deny that the five people who won in this instant were all because the opponent was too weak.

Although they all noticed that Lu Qingping won quickly.

But because Lu Qingping didn't go out of the knife.

Without a knife, even if they were grandmasters, they would not be able to tell whether Lu Qingping's knife skills were good or bad.

For now, though, they've set their sights on other rings that are more eye-catching.

Especially Jiang Xiaodong's ring.

I don't know if it was a coincidence or what, he actually met Zhou Fan in the first game.

This battle is also the one that the people and people around the bluestone field have paid the most attention to.

In the ring.

Jiang Xiaodong gasped slightly, looked at Zhou Fan's knife path opposite suspiciously, and faintly restrained himself.

"What's the matter, the little Taoist priest who was given high hopes by us actually seems to be at a disadvantage?"

The gamblers below are in a hurry.

During the battle, Jiang Xiaodong and Zhou Fan's swords flew away, and if the two groups of humanoid white mangs rolling on the ground, ordinary people could hardly see their figures clearly.

After Lu Qingping won, she also came to see Jiang Xiaodong's competition.

Song Weiyu saw the key clearly in the audience, and said secretly: "It's actually a routine aimed at my Wudang Xuanwu sword technique, and this Zhou Fan is really scheming." ”

She immediately understood why Zhou Fan didn't dare to fight that day.

It must be that after returning home, I asked the elders in the family to analyze the flaws in Xiaodong's knife skills.

"However, my Wudang Mountain is not only Xuanwu sword......"

Her gaze was calm.

In battle.

Zhou Fan's sneer came into the air, wanting to hit Jiang Xiaodong's will and win as soon as possible:

"Little Taoist, your sword technique has long been broken by me, you will be defeated this time, this Junzhou sword crown, it is not your turn to take it away from a foreigner, admit defeat as soon as possible!"

However, hearing Zhou Fan's words, Jiang Xiaodong was puzzled, and grinned proudly: "It turned out to be a shameless kid who asked his parents for help, and you dare to say that you broke my Wudang Xuanwu knife, but you broke the Xuanwu knife, but you can break this other knife?" ”

Between words.

Zhou Fan was immediately startled, and when he looked at it again, Jiang Xiaodong's knife path changed, and he poured down with a fierce momentum of purity and yang.

"Pure Yang Knife!"

As soon as the knife turned, the knife light swirled, like a big sun.

"Bell"

"What?"

Zhou Fan's face was shocked, and the knife slashed out, but it was like snow going to the scorching sun, and it was completely dissolved.

One more moment.

There was an uproar in the audience.

I saw a foot of blood split in Zhou Fan's chest, and he flew out with a miserable howl.

The winner has been decided.

"Good!"

"What! Zhou Fan, you killed me......"

The people in the audience were boiling, some were overjoyed, and some were like mourning and scolding.

Zhao Hao's side also ended the battle, and after the victory, his face changed pale: "Zhou Fan, you are a waste, and you actually lost?" ”

He didn't expect that Zhou Fan claimed to have broken the little Taoist's knife path, but he still lost! 、

This caused him a lot of stress!

…………

"What a little Taoist, what a Wudang Pure Yang Knife!!"

Gu Xiao, the sword-headed grandmaster on the stage, high-fived and admired.

"I didn't expect Wudang Mountain to be able to cultivate such a knife material, it seems that the sword crown of the younger generation is about to be born in the hands of this little Taoist priest and Zhuo Shi's nephew."

He did not hesitate to praise Jiang Xiaodong.

And the heads of the three major families next to him had gloomy faces.

The juniors of the two families were trampled on the soles of their feet by this boy from Wudang Mountain.

This is stepping on their family to become famous!

However, when Gu Xiao mentioned his son, Zhuo Yuan said silently: "We are looking for a sword leader for the World Sword Alliance, and we value qualifications, not cultivation. ”

Jiang Xiaodong is only fifteen years old, and Zhuo Hongfei is nineteen years old.

"Haha, Brother Zhuo, don't be humble, Zhuo Shi's nephew's sword talent, I have also seen it, it is not worse than this little Taoist, who is higher and who is lower, we will have to wait for the next duel to see."

Gu Xiao laughed.

But no matter what, after seeing Jiang Xiaodong's achievements, he had already concluded that the young sword crown in Junzhou was born between these two people.

The local Grandmaster Dadao Capital thinks so, not to mention the surrounding people and people in the rivers and lakes.

The news quickly spread back to the casino.

Zhou Fan met Jiang Xiaodong and actually lost the first game.

The four potential young people in the local area were actually defeated by Jiang Xiaodong, a small Taoist priest from Wudang Mountain, one after another.

In an instant, Jiang Xiaodong's odds rose to the first place in the casino.

The pure yang knife that had never been exposed before, such as the Great Sun Huanghuang, was powerful and strong, making people feel that Zhuo Hongfei might be able to fight.

"I want to buy the handicap of the little Taoist!"

"I'm optimistic about him!"

"Although the odds are small, you can't lose money!"

"At least it's much better than the descendants of those big families, it looks like it's all tight, but in fact, they can't help but fight."

……

Bluestone Field.

The following commotion heard the ears of Zhou Fan, Li Chenglong, Zhao Hao and other three family members, making them angry, but as two of them had already fallen in the hands of Jiang Xiaodong, they were just incompetent and furious.

An hour later, the duel in the last ring also had a result, the two sides were in a stalemate, and finally one person killed the other party with physical strength.

Forty-four became twenty-two.

"The remaining twenty-two people, come to the lottery competition in the afternoon, now you can go to rest first, wait for the afternoon sun, and then come to today's second round of competition."

Lu Qingping, Song Weiyu, and Jiang Xiaodong went to eat.

Many people on the road shouted to Jiang Xiaodong:

"Little Taoist priest has seen you."

"Whether I can get rich or not depends on you!"

Jiang Xiaodong turned around and smiled confidently and proudly: "Don't worry, this sword crown must be mine!" ”

……

Casino.

Junzhou City has not had as many people as it has today in recent years.

It's all about buying bets and placing orders.

On the signs hung high in those gambling halls, Jiang Xiaodong's odds have even surpassed Zhuo Hongfei, who was originally the first in strength, because there were too many people who bought them.

Even the old ghosts of major gambling halls have released slogans to stimulate gamblers.

"Buy a little Taoist priest, and you won't lose money."

In the enthusiastic gambling of gamblers, time is fast.

…………

Soon, it was afternoon.

Only twenty-two people remained.

Jiang Xiaodong smiled at Li Chenglong and said, "Boy, I really hope you meet me again." ”

Li Chenglong was afraid and angry, but he didn't dare to fight back.

However, the result of the draw was a surprise and surprise to Jiang Xiaodong.

"Jiang Xiaodong."

Lu Qingping read the sign in her hand.

"Hahahaha......" Jiang Xiaodong's crisp voice laughed out loud, but he didn't say anything.

"Alright, everyone hurry up to the ring and decide the last eleven."

In front of the bluestone field in the afternoon.

Again for the full-fledged people.

Even more than at noon.

They were all attracted by Jiang Xiaodong, a little Taoist priest in Wudang Mountain.

I heard that he even picked the genius descendants of the two major local families, and even ordinary people couldn't help but come to see the excitement, wondering what this little Taoist priest looked like.

"Little Taoist priest has seen you!"

In the cheers of the audience.

Twenty-two stood in their respective rings.

Several great masters on the high platform all set their eyes on the ring where Jiang Xiaodong and Zhuo Hongfei were.

"Xiao Lu, it's not that I'm not righteous, I can only blame you for your bad luck, haha." Jiang Xiaodong said with a smile.

Lu Qingping also hugged her fists and said, "I hope you will do your best." ”

"That's for sure!" Jiang Xiaodong said seriously.

Subsequently, under the command of "start".

All eleven rings burst into swords.

What people are most concerned about is the ring where Jiang Xiaodong and Lu Qingping are located.

I saw Jiang Xiaodong pulling out and bursting up, like a Teng Yuan dragon, with a domineering sword light, layered over.

Gu Xiao, Zhuo Yuan, and the heads of the three major families all looked at Jiang Xiaodong's knife with their eyes, and said at the same time:

"Wudang Mountain, there is such a powerful sword technique!"

However, the thought of them had only risen for a moment.

Suddenly, the audience exclaimed.

"Ahh

"What!"

"How is that possible!"

"Little Taoist!"

I saw, under the watchful eye.

At this moment when Jiang Xiaodong pressed Lu Qingping with a brilliant domineering knife.

People lost their voices and saw it.

The young man who fought against Jiang Xiaodong had a knife in his hand.

Unexpectedly......

It was firmly on Jiang Xiaodong's neck.

This time, the knife is unsheathed.

Because the knife was too fast, the edge was too strong, and even Jiang Xiaodong's neck was already oozing blood.

Jiang Xiaodong vs. Lu Qingping.

It was an instant, and the winner was ...... Divided.

Winner, Lu Qingping!

In an instant, several grandmasters and family heads on the high platform all stood up.

"Variables, big variables!"

"How is it possible, Jiang Xiaodong is defeated......" Several family leaders were dumbfounded.

"Jiang Xiaodong was actually defeated in front of him!" The head of the knife, Gu Xiao, was also unbelievable.

"What a quick knife...... Meaning. Zhuo Yuan squinted and muttered.

Even Jiang Xiaodong himself, at this moment, turned into a stone man, looked at Lu Qingping in front of him blankly, his lips moved: "Your knife ......"

Rumble!

The next moment.

The surrounding people exploded with emotions at the same time.

Many people fainted on the spot, because they lost all their money and even lost all their money!

"Who is he!"

"Who is this person??"

"One knife, defeat Jiang Xiaodong?!"

"A nobody??"

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PS: This big chapter is finished in one breath, and the two chapters on the 28th are updated and uploaded in advance, with a total of more than 6,000 words, asking for recommendation votes.