"I'm not happy to go downstairs again, so I'll bother you to pick all my cheats. ”

The easy two-game winning streak made Zhong Wen a little fluttering, and he actually handed over his spiritual skill choice to his opponent.

Zhu Cong did not shirk, ran downstairs alone, and after a while, he returned upstairs with two books in his hand, and the covers read "Luoying Swordsmanship" and "Yugong Swordsmanship" respectively.

He didn't ask Zhong Wen's opinion, but directly handed the volume of "Yugong Sword Technique" to Zhong Wen, and without saying a word, he sat in the distance with "Luoying Sword Technique" and studied it alone.

What a cunning man!

Zhong Wen put the spiritual skills into the bookshelf in his mind, flipped through them casually, and immediately saw through Zhu Cong's plan.

It turns out that this "Yugong Swordsmanship" pays attention to slow and fast, although it is also among the gold grades, but it needs to be combined with a technique called "Moving Mountains" in order to exert the power of the gold grade.

As the name suggests, the "Luoying Sword Technique" in Zhu Cong's hand is an elegant and flexible sword technique, and it is quite restrained against the "Yugong Sword Technique" without the assistance of exercises.

Zhong Wen was a little unhappy in his heart, but after thinking about it, it was he who gave the choice of spiritual skills to the other party, so he no longer struggled, sat at the table by himself, and continued to talk about his "daughter of the sea".

"Your spiritual skills seem to have been overcome. After all, Ran Sujuan was older, and she could still stay sober and said, "Don't you really need to study it for a while?"

"Oh, Sister Juan, Zhong Wendu has already won two games, and even if he loses the next one, it's not a big deal. Xiaolan interrupted her anxiously, "What happened to the little mermaid and the prince later?"

"What do you mean 'it's not a big deal if you lose'?" Zhong Wen laughed and said: "Didn't you say it, let him not want to win me with both hands and feet, come on, let's continue, it is said that the emperor and the empress chose a princess from a neighboring country for the prince......"

Zhong Wen flipped through the classics casually, and at the same time methodically exported otherworldly culture.

"...... daylight, people can't find the little mermaid anywhere, only a white foam beating on the sea next to the boat, and it's over!"

"Woo, woo... The little mermaid is so pitiful!" Xiaolan shook her fragrant shoulders, already crying pear blossoms and rain, "Damn prince, if I let me see it, I will definitely break him into ten thousand pieces!"

"That alchemy master is very hateful, since he agreed to change the bones of the little mermaid and turn his legs, why would he take away his voice?"

"I'm afraid that he is an evil alchemist, he alchemy for the little mermaid, and most of them don't have any good intentions. The people of the Holy Land Gate nodded yes again and again.

"The little mermaid's sisters are also stupid, why not find an opportunity to tell the prince the truth, but instead listened to the instigation of the evil alchemist and let the little mermaid assassinate the prince. The Holy Land Gate Man C found a loophole in the plot, "With the kindness of the little mermaid, and the target is the person you love deeply, how can you succeed?"

"You are an abominable man. Ran Sujuan's eyes were filled with tears, and her voice was slightly choked and complained, "Can't you let the prince and the little mermaid finally become married? ”

"Sister Ran, I'm just a storyteller. Zhong Wen scratched his head and said, "Who the prince is better with, the author has the final say." ”

Ran Sujuan glared at him and didn't buy it: "Can't you change it?"

Zhong Wen: "......"

He realized once again that there was no reason to talk about a woman in an emotional situation.

"The time has come!" Senior Brother Qi's voice sounded again.

Zhong Wen, who was stunned by the two beauties and the people of the school palace, was relieved, and quickly stood up and walked towards the center of the floor.

Zhu Cong had already stood still in the field, his figure was as tall as the abyss, his face was calm and unfazed, and he no longer had the previous frustration, and he seemed to be quite confident in the outcome of this competition.

Zhong Wen walked slowly around the edge of the floor, and when he passed by Zhu Cong's seat, his eyes narrowed slightly, and the middle finger of his left hand intentionally or unintentionally brushed over the book "Luoying Swordsmanship" that Zhu Cong placed on the table.

"Found the 'spiritual technique' book 'Luoying Sword Technique', is it included? Yes/No. ”

Soon, the row of "gold grade" on the bookshelf in his mind came up with a new swordsmanship.

The expression on his face remained unchanged, he still paced slowly, unhurriedly came to stand opposite Zhu Cong, and lazily raised the long sword in his hand: "Come on!"

Zhu Cong didn't say a word, the long sword in his hand shook, stabbing straight into Zhong Wen's chest, the sword suddenly shook rapidly in the middle of the way, turning into seven lights and shadows, attacking Zhong Wen's face, heart, lower abdomen, arms and legs, obviously suppressing the spiritual power in the realm of the earth wheel, just because the speed was too fast, he actually created a bit of spiritual power transformation momentum.

The long sword in Zhong Wen's hand was slowly raised, facing one of the seven sword lights, and the sword momentum was extremely slow, like a turtle facing a monkey, as if it couldn't keep up with the rhythm at all.

"I remembered!" a Holy Land Gate man suddenly said, "This Yugong Sword Technique is a bit special, and it needs to be combined with another Skill to reach the power of the gold grade. ”

"Can't you do it alone?" Ran Sujuan and Xiaolan were both taken aback when they heard this.

"If you only use this sword technique, not only is the speed slow, but the power is also extremely limited. The scholar shook his head and said, "Even if it is at the silver level, it is a bit reluctant." ”

"How is this good?" Ran Sujuan said angrily with a worried look on her face, "I can't imagine that the first young scholar of the Seven Star Pavilion would use such despicable means!"

"It's not necessarily that Zhu Scholar did it on purpose. The scholar guessed, "He himself may not know the peculiarities of this spiritual skill, most of them were chosen by chance, but the little brother Zhong is unlucky, this time, he will definitely lose." ”

"Have you noticed that this 'Luoying Sword Technique' is very proficient in Zhu Scholar, as if he has practiced it for a long time in advance. Another Xuegong gate person beside him interjected.

"What's so strange about this, Scholar Zhu's theological attainments are already amazing, maybe this spiritual skill is very suitable for him. ”

"No, no matter how high the fit of the spiritual skill is, after all, it is a gold-grade swordsmanship, if he really has the ability to practice it in two moments, how could he lose the previous two games so simply?"

"Ding!"

At this time, the long swords in the hands of Zhu Cong and Zhong Wen collided together, making a sound of gold and iron clashing.

How can it be!

Zhu Cong's heart was in turmoil, as Ran Sujuan expected, in order to save face, he still used some off-the-plate means after all.

There is not only one secret book of "Luoying Sword Technique" in the world.

In addition to this one in the library of the Wendao Academy, in the Seven Star Pavilion, he had seen another book and studied it completely from beginning to end.

Coincidentally, there is another book of "Yugong Swordsmanship" in the spiritual skill cheats collected on the fourth floor, and he has also seen it once in the library of the Seven Star Pavilion, when there are seniors in the pavilion who mentioned this swordsmanship, saying that if there is no "Moving Mountains" to complement it, "Yugong Swordsmanship" is only a garbage spiritual skill, and it is included in the gold grade, which is quite unworthy of the name, so this special spiritual skill has left a deep impression on his mind.

Since Zhong Wen was relieved to hand over the choice of cheats to him, Zhu Cong, who was already in a hurry, was no longer polite, and at the same time made the "best choice" for himself and his opponent.

His sword moves are as elegant as Luoying, as swift as the wind, and although Zhong Wen's "Yugong Swordsmanship" pays attention to playing fast with slowness, it loses the support of the exercises, and only "slow" remains, but it can't hit fast, and it is said that it is absolutely impossible to resist the "Luoying Swordsmanship" that has been cultivated by him.

However, the seven sword lights of the void, the void, the real and the real that he had turned into were actually hit by Zhong Wen in a dead way.

It must be luck!

"Ding!"

The sound of the second blade collision sounded, and Zhu Cong's hand was full of shadows, almost teaching him to play with the sword that came out of the flower, but he was once again steadily blocked by Zhong Wen's slow swordsmanship.

Under the double cheating, he couldn't even take the advantage, Zhu Cong couldn't help but be very anxious, and the strength in his hand was a little heavier, and he had already urged his spiritual power to the peak of the earth wheel.

However, the strange young man in front of him seemed to know everything about his moves, and he was always able to anticipate the enemy's opportunities and accurately intercept his true body among the many sword shadows with the smallest movements.

"Senior Brother Zhao, this 'Yugong Sword Technique' doesn't seem to be weak when used alone?" Ran Sujuan looked at Zhong Wen who was swaying freely on the field, breathed a sigh of relief, and asked the previous disciple of the Academy Palace in confusion.

"It's... It shouldn't be. Senior Brother Zhao looked confused, "I have a junior brother who cultivates the 'Moving Mountains Strength' and the 'Yugong Sword Technique', and Brother Zhong is indeed this sword technique, but his accuracy in the use of sword moves is even a few points stronger than my junior brother who has been immersed in it for many years, which is really puzzling." ”

"Is there really such a genius in the world?" Ran Sujuan couldn't help but exclaim, "Can you learn it as soon as you learn it, and you can master it in a while?"

"Sister Juan, what are you talking about?" A soft and melodious voice suddenly came from behind.

"Xiaojie!" Ran Sujuan turned her head and cried out in surprise.

I saw a young woman standing slim behind her, with ice muscles and jade bones, picturesque eyebrows, and her proud figure was tightly wrapped in a snow-white one-piece dress, with a strong bookish atmosphere in her sexiness, like a fairy in the sky, which made people easily dare not blaspheme.

"Senior Sister Ning, please drink tea. Xiaolan saw Ning Jie, and very attentively led her to sit down at the table, serving tea and pouring water for her.

"Little Master Ning is here!" When a group of male academy disciples saw her, they all restrained their lazy and leisurely postures, and sat upright one by one, becoming human-like dogs.

"Xiaojie, you came just in time, someone is jealous of you!" Ran Sujuan quipped as she pointed to the two who were fighting in the middle of the floor.

"Are those two again?" Ning Jie took a sip of tea, shook her head helplessly, and said, "I really can't listen to the persuasion, and I don't know when they will leave." ”

Zhu Cong and Chu Qiuyang, two scholars from other holy places, were hanging in front of her all day long, constantly brushing her sense of existence, even if she was dull to emotional matters, she had already understood the intentions of the two, but the flowers were intentional, the flowing water was ruthless, Ning Jie did not have the slightest love for these two people, and was very distressed.

"Xiaojie, take a closer look. Ran Sujuan's eyes glanced at the center of the floor, "It's not the original two." ”

"What?" Ning Jie turned her head away with a confused expression.

A delicate and familiar young face came into view, the young man was coarse and white, with a lazy smile on his face, and the long sword in his hand was waved casually, with a hint of ease in the laziness.

"Brother Zhong!"

Ning Jie stood up suddenly, her smooth and fair face was full of surprise, the teacup in her hand was knocked over on the table, and the tea flowed along the table to the edge, and then slowly dripped to the ground......