Volume 2 Imperial City Chapter 38 Lu Chen

Go with the flow and go with the flow?

Chasing fame and fortune and seeking value?

At this time, I looked out the window at the people running around the street for a living.

Wei Changming suddenly woke up.

I am lucky enough in my life, so why rush it?

In an instant, the spiritual power gathered around him came to an abrupt end.

Wei Changming opened his eyes, and then saw the second daughter outside the house.

"Congratulations Childe."

Xuan Yi noticed at a glance that Wei Changming's temperament had changed and became more restrained.

"Let the two of you wait outside the door for a long time."

"It's okay, let's go."

"Okay."

Today, only the three of them went to the venue.

Cui Tingjun was going to talk to the cargo carrier about transporting the goods, and he didn't have time to come to the venue to watch the battle.

When the three of them arrived at the venue, it was already crowded.

The moderator came to the middle of the venue.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the tournament is about to begin. Today we will conclude the first round of Group C, so please take a break. ”

"Wei Changming, don't eliminate you in the first round, I'm still waiting to defeat you with my own hands." The little fish waved her fist.

"I do my best."

Half an hour later.

"Group C one, Group C two, please come to the stage."

"Wei Changming has arrived at you! Come on stage, come on. ”

"Hmm."

Wei Changming walked up to the venue step by step, standing on the stage with an iron sword in his hand.

At the same time, his opponent also stepped forward.

"Li Imperial City, Lu Chen."

"Wei Changming."

Lu Chen also came with a sword, carrying a crown on his head.

Unlike Wei Changming, Lu Chen's face was heroic, and his sharp eyes seemed to pierce Wei Changming.

And Wei Changming is casual.

Lu Chen looked at Wei Changming.

"It seems that we are all swordsmen."

"Please."

"Whoa." Lu Chen pulled out the long sword in his hand, and under the illumination of the sword body, the light reflected by the sun hit Wei Changming, shaking Wei Changming's eyes for a moment.

"It's now!"

Lu Chen decisively held his sword forward, and attacked Wei Changming's next plate with a horizontal blow.

Wei Changming immediately adjusted his body after losing his sight for a short time and held a sword to meet the attack.

"Ding."

The battle began the moment it came to power.

Through a short fight, Lu Chen discovered the opponent's lack of experience.

Still too young.

Seeing this, Lu Chen held the sword in his hand with a heavier point, and wanted to turn his advantage into victory in one go.

Wei Changming's wrist flicked, and the sword style became continuous and flowing.

The first style of Sanchai swordsmanship, the spring rain sword.

Wei Changming's sword was like a ball of cotton, and no matter how hard Lu Chen exerted his strength, he couldn't break through its defense.

"This Wei Changming has improved a little bit compared to when he was training with me a few days ago."

As a first-hand experiencer, Xiao Yu'er discovered the refinement of his moves at a glance.

"I've always said that Wei Gongzi is very talented, but he doesn't have enough experience, if you learn from others, you will break through the foundation building a long time ago."

Xuanyi played Xiao Yu'er's brain.

"Read on."

I saw that the sword bodies of the two people in front of the stage were constantly colliding, and Lu Chen's heart also had a trace of waves.

The opposite side behaved like an inexperienced child at first, and was able to be blinded by some small handles.

But when he wanted to take advantage of the victory to pursue, he found that the other side was very adaptable, and he gradually became comfortable with his own fight.

His sword style actually had a hint of stickiness under the display of the opposite sword technique.

It can't go on like this.

Lu Chen's heart was horizontal.

As a royal guard, he was ordered to participate in the tournament today, on the one hand, to test the level of other monks, and on the other hand, it would be great if he could keep the winning reward in the royal family.

What's more, Lu Chen knew that at this time, the people of the royal family not far away must be watching the game, and they couldn't lose face.

Lu Chen was in the royal family, so he naturally learned something.

I decided not to leave my hand alone.

Lu Chen's sword body gradually attached a layer of yellow light under the urging of the exercises, and a pair of dragon horns appeared faintly.

"Yellow Dragon Sword Technique." Someone in the audience shouted.

"The housekeeping skills of the Li royal family, I didn't expect it to be passed on to Lu Chen, this Lu Chen is not ordinary." In the audience, several people discussed.

"Is the Yellow Dragon Sword Technique very powerful?" The little fish was puzzled.

"Of course, the Yellow Dragon Sword Technique is the swordsmanship of our royal family, and the sword intent is very domineering. Lu Chen on the stage is only just getting started, and he can only see the prototype, and if he is a master of swordsmanship, he can even show a dragon shadow. ”

At this time, the third prince happened to walk up to the second daughter and explained for Xiao Yu'er.

"The Three Princes." The other spectators saw the third prince coming and hurriedly saluted.

"It doesn't matter." The third prince waved his hand. "Let's take a look, I'm also curious about how far Wei Changming can go."

In the hearts of the three princes, they still believe that Lu Chen can win the game.

Because the Huanglong Sword Technique was taught to Lu Chen by himself.

Lu Chen's father was his personal guard, and he blocked the death for himself a few days ago, but he also fell because of it.

In return, the third prince accepted Lu Chen as a guard, returned to his father's original position, and taught Lu Chen the Yellow Dragon Sword Technique.

Compared to his own life, this sword technique is insignificant.

Lu Chen did not disgrace his mission, he worked diligently, he was resolute, and his cultivation was also diligent, and the three princes were full of confidence in Lu Chen.

Wei Changming suddenly found that the opponent's sword was no longer blocked, but was very domineering to break through the move in his hand.

So the sword move in his hand changed again.

At this time, Lu Chen noticed that the sword momentum on the opposite side was no longer extended, but with a sharp sword edge, as cold as autumn rain.

The second style of Sanchai swordsmanship, the autumn rain sword.

The two played very happily.

Lu Chen's swordsmanship moves are very subtle, while Wei Changming's swordsmanship foundation is even more solid.

Lu Chen was actually a little shocked in his heart.

The young man on the other side is obviously younger than himself, but he can still have back and forth with himself after performing the Yellow Dragon Sword Technique, which proves that the kendo talent on the other side is very high.

Wei Changming was even more nervous, and since the battle, every move of the other party has put him under full pressure.

There was no sound in the audience, and they were all watching intently.

Lu Chen kept picking, stabbing, and chipping, trying to find Wei Changming's flaws, but there was no progress.

"What kind of swordsmanship are you?" Lu Chen asked.

"Sanchai swordsmanship, my father taught me."

"Your dad is amazing."

"Well, I adore my dad."

"But why isn't your sword technique called the Three Rains Sword Technique? The sword intent is like raindrops. Lu Chen continued, "I like your character very much, and I also like your sword moves, but I'm sorry, for the sake of the Third Prince, I can't lose." ”

After that, Lu Chen ran the exercises with all his might, and the light of the sword body was even more abundant, and the pair of dragon horns were more obvious.

"This is the strongest sword I can use so far."

"Yellow Dragon Sword Trick Two Styles, Yellow Dragon Panyin."

The sword in Lu Chen's hand trembled slightly, and a pair of dragon horns appeared under the yellow dragon, chanting a dragon roar, entrenched on the ground and staring ahead.

"It's getting late, I'm sorry, I'm going to win this game."