Luo Ming immediately remembered the kind of person that the master had told him in the past.

Although he practiced martial arts, he had no bloodiness and fighting spirit, and when he was young, he shirked that he was not able to fight or did not like to fight, and when he was old, he said that he did not want to bully young people or complained that his body was old.

He never goes to actual combat, but he occasionally teaches one or two good apprentices, or the original reputation of the genre, such as Bajiquan, Taijiquan, Baguazhang Successor and other names, so that outsiders think that he is a "famous martial artist" and "noble martial virtue".

Actually—"The old man at the door with the gas canister can knock this kind of person down," said the master.

I don't sweat in peacetime, but I wait for more blood in wartime. Although it is much easier to practice martial arts without actual combat, and there is no possibility of accidents in actual combat training, if you are forced to challenge and make a big fuss for everyone to know, then it will be a big trouble, and you will either admit cowardice and then lose face greatly, or you will grit your teeth and go to the field to fight, and nine times out of ten you will lose, in short, there will definitely be no good end.

Luo Ming has heard more than once that this kind of blow-out, or high-ranking person who has boiled up his qualifications, was beaten down by a young man and became a stepping stone for others to become famous.

He himself will not take the initiative to do this kind of thing, after all, it is against morality to beat the elderly for no reason, and it is easy to ruin his reputation: punching Donghai Nursing Home and kicking Nanshan Kindergarten. I don't know, I thought it was a hooligan.

But when you run into a guy who comes to find fault, hehe. Although Luo Ming often puts a smile on his face, for this kind of person, he can't wait to laugh while stepping on his face and running it a few times.

So, he did not hesitate to offer an invitation to a duel.

"Duel, young man, how are you going to duel?" asked the old man, Kurant, calmly.

Although he lacks actual combat experience and sharpness, after so many years of practicing martial arts, his experience has already accumulated to a terrifying level.

And the fighting spirit is also about to reach the limit in the accumulation of decades, if it is not limited to the problem of talent, it is not impossible to reach the Great Sword Master.

As long as he is steady, he should be able to wear down the young man's sharpness, and then when he shows his declining momentum, he will slowly start to fight back, relying on the advantage of experience and fighting energy reserves, and overwhelm him little by little.

If Luo Ming knew this strategy, he would definitely laugh - this was originally a method he often used to deal with others, and he himself was most familiar with it, besides, when it came to the reserves of fighting energy, he used Xuanhai fighting energy, much more than ordinary swordsmen, and compared to this old man, he didn't know who won and who lost.

However, Luo Ming had no idea of letting the other party fight with him in the field he was familiar with.

"When I say a duel, I use a real sword until one of them falls and loses the ability to fight—of course, dying is also a kind of fall. ”

Luo Ming pulled out his sword, licked his lips and said, "Aren't you complaining that I robbed the disciples with you?" Then we will fall here, and the remaining person will be able to solve all the problems if he gets all the disciples of the other party.

If some of your disciples are unwilling to follow me, you should quickly leave a last word, so that they don't come to me for revenge, it will be as annoying as a fly. ”

"You, you guy......" The old man's voice became a little trembling.

Although Luo Ming's approach is a bit out of line, for martial artists, it is also a traditional style to draw a sword against each other without saying a word, use a sword to speak, and judge right and wrong with life and death.

But the old man has never fought with others too many times in his life, especially the life-and-death fight, let alone at all.

Of course, even so, he felt that he didn't actually have too many disadvantages, but he was just instinctively afraid of a life-and-death fight that he had never done once.

He hesitated at first, but surrounded by the expectant eyes of the disciples around him, in the face of Luo Ming's almost arrogant provocation, and under the fanning of Lauder on the side, it seemed that he was about to agree to this matter.

The young man on the other side is just a proud guy who underestimates the enemy, and he will definitely hit his head in front of his old qualifications!

He felt good about himself, but Luo Ming's side was really sure to win.

First of all, just by virtue of the combination of body and sword, it is possible to catch the opponent off guard at the beginning, and it is not surprising to directly cut off the head.

Secondly, if you use the Sword of Interception, you may also break the opponent's sword, and then Luo Ming will be slaughtered.

The last trick to press the bottom of the box, although it is a bit of a scoundrel, can definitely guarantee the winning rate, that is, Luo Ming did not explicitly say that he only used swordsmanship to duel - in a hurry, he could directly smash Cang Yan in the other party's face, or simply play with injuries for injuries, clamp the opponent's sword with his body and then use his own sword to cut off the opponent's head - anyway, his own injuries can be cured quickly with Cang Yan.

Although the "thunderbolt" Landers next to him felt that there was a deception, he didn't jump out to remind him.

For one, the old man might not believe what he said. Besides, if either this old man or Luo Ming died, even if he was seriously injured, it would not be a bad thing for him - there was one less competitor.

The other side should not be unscathed, and take advantage of this opportunity to make a profit.

Anyway, his reputation has long been stinking, and even if he does this kind of thing again, there is no problem.

If such a thing happened inside the city, even if it was to protect their own face, the Grand Duke and the princess would definitely find out and punish them severely.

The old man made up his mind, so he was ready to draw the long sword at his waist and fight Luo Ming.

However, another uninvited guest broke into the area that seemed to be about to turn into a battlefield of life and death at a very high speed.

"What?"

"Owls?"

Everyone stared dumbfounded, at the bird that had fallen to the ground.

There was a huge amount of magic wrapped around its body, and it was mainly this that made several swordsmen with keen perception raise their vigilance.

Although it is only an owl, this bird is not very rare. However, it was dressed in unusual attire, with a jewel the size of an eye set on its head, an empty letterbox on its left foot, and a magic ring on its right foot.

On its chest, a round silver plate resembles an Olympic medal, engraved with many lines.

The lines on the silver plate flashed, and then a voice came from it:

"Stop for the old man, put the sword back in its sheath, now, immediately, immediately!"

For some reason, Luo Ming always felt that this voice was a little familiar, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

Otherwise, let's just use the elimination method...... What exactly is this guy?