Lu Chen's right hand did not let go, he shook his left hand, and three fireball talismans appeared, slapping on He Wu's body one by one, as a move, he jumped and stepped back. "The first one, Brother Dagen's"

Bang!

With his voice, He Wu's body shook as if he had been hit by a thunderbolt, and suddenly the flames were furious. "The second one, Senior Brother Zhu Gan's!"

He Wu's body had just been bounced up, followed by another explosion. "Finally, Senior Brother Fang's"

The third fireball talisman exploded, and He Wu's body was bounced five meters high, and finally fell off the stage with black smoke.

The two fought for only a stick of incense, and after the end, there was silence under the stone platform, and the expressions of all the disciples seemed to be frozen, not only the rich son, but even Fang Yu and others.

"It's a spirit rune, not a great swordsman" Fang Yu said suddenly, he admired Lu Chen's cards even more because he didn't play cards according to common sense, others practiced swords, it turned out that this guy had done everything to get the spirit rune, it seemed that the sword cultivation of the head of the house was useless to this guy.

The disciples looked at the stone platform again, it was full of water traces, as if it had just rained heavily, Lu Chen stood on the water tracks, and his face could not see joy or sorrow. "With so many spirit runes, is he from the poor camp? Why is he richer than us?" "Senior Brother He lost, it's impossible, this waste cultivation can't be done, use third-rate means, garbage" "Garbage Five Spirit Roots, we don't accept it!"

There was silence on the side of the stone platform for a moment, and one by one the rich sons shouted disdainfully, after all, the young man on the stage was Fang Yu, and they were still convinced, if the young man won with his real strength, they had nothing to say, but they used spirit talismans

Completely victorious!

A ** voice sounded like a wave, falling in Lu Chen's ears, and he frowned: "Whoever is not convinced, come up!"

"That fat man, you're the loudest, come up!"

Not far away, the corners of the eyes of the fat man in brocade twitched slightly, and he suddenly shrank his brain, and he secretly scolded in his heart: There are many people, I just followed the blind coaxing, I am not as good as Senior Brother He.

Seeing that the fat man shrank his head, Lu Chen looked at the others coldly: "Who is still unconvinced? Come up!" With his temperament, what is the difference between swordsmanship and spirit runes? Which fist is bigger, who is the truth!

Besides, Lu Chen kept the purpose in mind and did not let He Wu enter the inner door, and ignored the rest.

The bottom of the stone platform gradually fell silent, and the rich disciples gritted their teeth in their hearts, but they really didn't dare to go up, and the arrogant young man on the stone platform was obviously relying on many spirit runes, and he was not ashamed. Instead, they are proud.

In front of the hall, the four elders of Qingyunmen looked at each other, since the assessment of the inner door, today's assessment is the most weird, suppressed with a strong spirit rune, which makes people dare not speak at all.

The most important disciple is clearly saying, what kind of swordsmanship do you learn, do you see how powerful my magic weapon spirit rune is?

Elder Chen Tian's mouth trembled, and he pulled Sima Kong's arm and said, "Senior brother, we are sword cultivators!"

Sima Kong gritted his teeth, hating iron and steel: "Look at that baby's arrogance, I don't know that I still think that the Nine Heavens Fairy is his mother-in-law, and it is worthy of not fighting for three days, going to the house to reveal the tiles, this atmosphere cannot be long, you must let this naughty ghost know, what is sword cultivation!"

Elder Chen Tian nodded in agreement, but his eyes showed sympathy, he seemed to see that sometime in the future, Senior Brother would use a leather whip to supervise Nawa to practice swords!

Lu Chen didn't know the decision of the old ghosts above, he swept the stone platform coldly, and when he saw that no one dared to speak out, he nodded with satisfaction, and then looked proudly at the front of the hall, waiting for Sima Kong's approval.

Sima Kong's face turned pale, and he said dryly: "You won!"

Hearing this, Lu Chen smiled, then looked at Fang Yu and the others, and the dimple on his right cheek became more and more obvious.

Suddenly, the disciples of the poor camp burst into strong applause, Fang Yu stretched out his thumb, and laughed, but his left hand was itchy, and when he saw the dimple of the young man, he wanted to twist it with his hand

"Singing the audience, it turns out that it's not swordsmanship, it's a spirit rune!"

The competition continued, He Wu was seriously injured, and his record was set, with four wins and six defeats, if there was no accident, he had been eliminated from the inner door assessment, after all, Fang Yu had five wins.

The three places for the inner disciples will also be produced from the four, of course, there is an exception, which is the challenger, as long as he wins ten games in a row, it means that he is also qualified.

The third one on the field was Qing Lifeng, after he jumped onto the stone platform, he shook the fan with his left hand and covered the sword with his right hand, and his graceful appearance made the eyes of many female disciples below hot.

However, he didn't wait long before Lu Chen jumped onto the stone platform.

"Senior brother, please advise!"

At this moment, there was silence under the stone platform, and all the disciples saw the meaning, and the young man wanted to challenge all the remaining disciples.

This idea is very bold and unusual, even the first case of Qingyun Sect, but if you think about it, as long as you have endless spirit runes, this is not impossible.

At this moment, the teeth of all the disciples rattled, and their dissatisfaction became even stronger, and even some disciples wanted to learn from each other, but if they thought about it carefully, they tried their best, but at most they could get seven or eight spirit runes.

On the stone platform, the corners of Qing Lifeng's eyes jumped, his impression of Lu Chen - a profiteer! Now he wants to cry without tears, this profiteer dares to challenge, obviously wants to use the spirit rune to coerce, and he ponders, he is completely thankless to fight with this profiteer.

After all, he has exhausted his spirit rune, isn't this cheap Zhou Rou and the two?

This is a bad star, whoever provokes him is unlucky!

Qing Lifeng continued to hesitate, and finally shook his fan and said: "I am a sword cultivator, you are like a law cultivator, and the Tao is not the same, since this is the case, I admit defeat!"

After speaking, he turned around and left gracefully, but his heart trembled, and he was afraid that this evil star would disregard his face and a spirit rune would come to him.

Lu Chen's face remained unchanged, but his good impression of this talent in his heart improved, after all, with his temperament, people don't mess with me, I don't mess with people, at least this talent is not against himself.

"This baby bandit, is there such a domineering one?" Sima Kong wanted to scold his mother in confusion, and once again recognized Lu Chen's victory with a black face, he had a feeling that that little ghost was here to step on the field today.

The fourth disciple is Lan Yun, he is burly, his face is as resolute as a knife, he was born in the Tang Dynasty, he is a general of the Tang Dynasty, and he has been loyal for generations.

"You and I have no enmity in the past, and we have no grudges today, but the county lord has an order to exhaust your spirit runes, so please accept my battle!" Lan Yun arched his hand, his words were sincere, and he did not look down on Lu Chen because of his background.

Hearing this, Lu Chen was slightly stunned, and he also bowed.

"What I have cultivated is a heavy mountain sword technique, the momentum is strong and heavy, steady as a mountain, I will not attack you, but if you want to win, you can only exhaust the spirit rune!" Lan Yun pulled out the sword-like sword, raised it slightly, and suddenly, a momentum that was not moving like a mountain rippled out.

Lu Chen's face was solemn, and after nodding slightly, he jumped back, he had a good impression of this disciple, after all, although he obeyed people's orders, he faintly revealed the brightness from his words.

"Since I said it clearly, then I will fight with the spirit rune, as a way of respecting you!" Lu Chen waved out a spirit rune, and then, one after another, one after another, the water explosion rune shot over, for some reason, at this moment, he didn't have a little heartache, only a kind of respect from the bottom of his heart.

Open the door and face it head-on, is this the real kendo?

Bang bang!

Lan Yun's feet fell to the ground, his hands covered his sword, waving like the wind, and one after another surging water droplets attacked, all of which were cut by the blades.

The county lord is his peak, as early as when he came to Qingyunmen, the family has focused on delaying the order.

"Lan Yun, you were born as a Tang countryman, died as the soul of Tang country, you are a minister, he is a king, and you are loyal to the country, this is your mission!"

So, whether you want it or not, you have to do it!

Bang bang!

The surging impact rippled on the stone platform, Lan Yun's body moved slightly, under his feet, the bluestone showed cracks, his right hand danced with an afterimage, and the sword shimmered, but he was only five layers of Qi training, and under the coherent resistance, the aura was gradually consumed.

Only defending and not attacking, this is a big taboo, but the county lord has an order, and his mission is only to consume the opponent's spirit rune, not defeat!

Lu Chen's expression was serious, his left hand waved frequently, the fireball talisman was swept away, and there were only more than twenty water explosion talismans left, but he did not have any reluctance in his heart, and he vaguely sensed that the young man was unwilling.

The boy wants to fight, not fall into the lower gear!

"Zhou Rou, in order to exhaust my spirit rune, you will clean me up in the next game, so let him only defend and not attack well!" Lu Chen's spirit rune swung faster!

Bang bang bang!

Time passed slowly, Lan Yun's long hair fluttered, and under a series of attacks, his clothes were broken, but the perseverance in his eyes was not weak at all: "My Lan family is a family of generals, protecting the frontier, quelling rebellions, and being loyal to ministers from generation to generation, never complaining, I Lan Yun will not insult the reputation of my ancestors!"

His voice was loud, as if he was proving something, and he seemed to be comforting himself that the king's order could not be violated, so he could only obey it, even if it was not his original intention.

Bang bang bang!

Under a water explosion talisman, Lan Yun touched a mouthful of blood, and his expression was sluggish, but looking up at the sky and looking at the sky, the unwillingness in his heart was revealed in his eyes.

He even hoped to fight like a man who stood up to the sky, but unfortunately the deep-rooted ancestral wish and the loyal word were suppressed.

Bang!

Lan Yun's right hand sword was inserted into the stone platform, and when the dust rippled, the sword body sank into the ground, and he remembered the poem from his childhood, which was full of helplessness and unwillingness: "Thirty merits and fame dust and earth, eight thousand miles of clouds and moons." Don't wait, the young man's head is white, empty and sad"

"This is the general's "Man Jianghong"!"

Listening to the young man's voice, Lu Chen's left hand stopped, his heart was touched like a string, he could feel the unwillingness of the young man, he was empty, but he was doing things that he couldn't help himself.

Maybe the battlefield is his destination, not a pawn played by the emperor!"Your spiritual energy is exhausted, and the mission is complete!" Lu Chen walked step by step, he held a spirit rune in his left hand, and when he came to Lan Yun's body, he slapped the spirit rune on his chest, but his hand did not let go: "Explosion!"

Bang!

Lan Yun's body trembled, blood flowed out of his chest, and Lu Chen's left palm was scarred, and the bones were visible!

However, Lan Yun still stood still, seemingly unaware of the injuries in his body, but he knew very well in his heart that he had already lost when his sword was inserted into the stone platform, but the young man did not stop his movements, but gave the last spirit rune.

And this spirit rune was not only injured himself, but the young man's left hand was also implicated, there was no pity, no ridicule, but a respect!

"Thank you!" Lan Yun said with a low expression.

At this time, Lu Chen took out the medicinal wine with a look on his face, poured it lightly on his left hand, and said to himself: "No!"

In front of the hall, Sima Kong's expression was complicated, he quietly looked at the two teenagers below, and suddenly had a feeling that he seemed to be looking away again, but when he thought about it, he was very relieved.

One day in the future, Qingyunmen will be held up by these teenagers to half the sky, and the glorious banner of sword cultivation will be planted on the peak of the small mountain and river!

"Lu Chen wins again!"