The momentum of the morning wind changed in vain, and the moment Wang Anhu was knocked away, a sword roared like a dragon, and suddenly everyone only felt that the field was shrouded in red light, and they couldn't see the specific situation in the field.

I only heard the sound of weapons grinding outside the field, and sparks that burst out from time to time, mixed with the low roars of the two people.

The two of them were fighting heartily in the field, but everyone outside the field was so anxious that they kept looking inside, but they were blocked by the diffuse red sword light.

That's Morrowind's fast sword, Morrowind hasn't practiced much superb swordsmanship, only the most ordinary foundation, but the fast sword is the most difficult swordsmanship to practice in the foundation, and it's the foundation because every martial artist who practices swords will practice, and it's difficult because not many people will focus on practicing fast swords.

The fast sword is not only a fast sword, the most important thing is that each sword must master the strength, and each sword must be very accurate, which is not something that can be practiced overnight.

And if you want to be able to barely use the fast sword, even Chenfeng has been practicing for half a year, and the practice of the fast sword has not fallen over the years, so it can reach the level of enveloping the sword light in the field.

In general, the person who spends so much time practicing swordsmanship is a swordsman rather than an ordinary martial artist who wields a sword.

At this time, Wang Xun, who was outside the court, was the most anxious among everyone, first of all, he was not a martial artist and couldn't see any problems, and secondly, whether it was Chenfeng or Wang Anhu, any of the two of them were injured, which was not what he wanted to see.

Needless to say, Chenfeng himself is a disciple of the Purple Sky Cangyun Sect, and his status is much more noble compared to these small families, although Chenfeng has never cared about this identity, but he Wang Xun has to think about it, although Chenfeng calls him a big brother, but Wang Xun doesn't really look down on himself as a character.

Secondly, Chenfeng is a guest invited by his father-in-law, which is no different from what he invited by Wang Xun, but as a distinguished guest of the Wang family, he was injured by his third uncle, isn't this a slap in the face of Wang Xun.

But he is more worried about the third uncle Wang Anhu, although the third uncle likes martial arts and is good at martial arts, but his limited qualifications and strength are naturally not as good as the morning breeze that broke through not long ago.

Chenfeng originally became the admiration of Uncle Qian when he had not yet broken through, and at that time, his Uncle Qianshu might not be able to deal with it, let alone after he broke through, and the third uncle Wang Anhu was a martial artist who did not even break through the seventh order of quenching, and Wang Xun was more worried about Wang Anhu in comparison.

In fact, it seems that the fierce battle did not last long, after all, even if the morning breeze is powerful, it can't shroud the sword curtain in the field for most of the day, and those who can really reach that level are swordsmen.

"Huhu~"

Like a gust of wind blowing, the clothes of everyone present fluttered, and under the surprised expressions of everyone, I saw Wang Anhu holding a big stick in the field, and the beads of sweat on his forehead kept dripping.

Uh-uh...... That's right, it's a big stick. The axe that should have been at the top of the big stick has now fallen to the side, and the morning breeze has cut off Wang Anhu's big axe from the middle, and now the red drink is still on Wang Anhu's neck, of course, because he can't accurately control the force, the mustache on Wang Anhu's chin is inevitably cut off.

Morrowind withdrew the red drink and returned to the scabbard behind his back with a flick of his hand. Then he smiled and arched his hand to Wang Anhu, "Third Master Wang, the kid is lucky enough to thank Third Master Wang for agreeing." ”

Watching Chenfeng take the red drink back into the scabbard, everyone outside the arena and Wang Anhu himself couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, it was too thrilling just now, he Wang Laosan had never been so stimulated, and now he recalled that when the cold sword blade was against his neck, Wang Anhu still shuddered with palpitations.

Wang Anhu was too addicted to the fight just now, and now in retrospect, Chenfeng's self-control and mentality are really extraordinary, like Chenfeng in a young age, he is generally easy to get hot-headed, in case this is a fire, regardless of giving him a sword, then it will be fine!

However, it can also be seen through this incident that Chenfeng's mentality is really good, and he is very stable, plus he Wang Anhu lost in the fair competition, so there is nothing to say about letting Chenfeng lead people.

Thinking like this, Wang Anhu also let go of his contempt for Chenfeng's age, and responded with his fists hugged, "Chen Gongzi is polite, if it weren't for Chen Gongzi's mercy, I'm afraid that he would be in a different place now, Chen Gongzi's superb swordsmanship made Wang admire, and Chen Gongzi ordered Wang not to say more, and Wang was convinced." ”

Fortunately, this Wang Anhu is also a loser, thinking of the last swordsmanship, it is obvious that the morning breeze has not moved with him seriously, if he comes on the field like this, he Wang Anhu will be out of play a long time ago.

It's just that he can't understand why a martial artist like Chenfeng, who is obviously not low in the future, deigns to help their Wang family, is it really because of Wang Xun's father-in-law?

He knew there that Chenfeng was also a last resort, of course, Uncle Afu's request was one thing, and more importantly, the alchemy scroll promised by Wang Qian behind Wang Xun was the most attractive place for Chenfeng, otherwise although he had a good relationship with Uncle Afu, it would have been ignored for a long time with Wang Anhu's wild words, and it would be sent to the door in a hurry as it is now.

"Third uncle, are you okay!" Wang Xun ran up when Chenfeng and Wang Anhu stopped, he saw it just now, Chenfeng's sword was tightly attached to Wang Anhu's neck, so he hurriedly asked.

"Don't worry, it's okay, your third uncle is not as bad as you think. Wang Anhu snorted and said loudly, looking at what he didn't know, he thought he had won.

"It's okay, it's okay. Helplessly, Wang Xun had no choice but to nod and agree, although he is the successor of the next generation of the Wang family, but Wang Anhu's generation is there, what can he say as a junior.

"How is it possible, how is it possible, the third master actually lost, but that kid is obviously only a little over ten years old, how can even the third master lose. The Wang family guards in the audience didn't seem to accept the fact that Wang Anhu had failed, looked at Wang Anhu and muttered to himself. This is naturally Li Xiaosan, who has received the favor of Wang Anhu, has always taken Wang Anhu as an example in his heart, and is inspired to become a master like Wang Anhu, although he also knows that Wang Anhu is not the first in the world, but he never thought that Chenfeng could defeat the big man in his heart.

"Okay, junior, it's not a big deal. Seeing that his hair was a little sad and incredulous, the big kidnapper patted Li Xiaosan's shoulder and comforted, "The third master is because of his limited talent, so he didn't break through the seventh order of quenching, and I heard that son, he is a disciple of the upper sect, and that is a big sect that ranks in the forefront of the entire dynasty, and there is no shame in losing." ”

"Are you comforting me?" Li Xiaosan looked at Fa Xiao helplessly, he knew, the big crutch obviously went off topic when he comforted him, and ran to enjoy the morning breeze.

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