Jiangnan Lanyue Villa Martial Arts Arena

"You don't need to put on my armor, just a wooden sword." Long Jian refused the attendant who wanted to put on armor for him, with an arrogant look, he didn't even wear armor, and held a wooden sword lightly, looking at it with a lofty spirit.

Seeing this, Yun Musheng immediately took off his armor: "Since Brother Long doesn't wear it, then Xiaosheng won't wear it either." ”

"I advise you to wear it anyway, otherwise after a while, the strong dragon breathes, even if it is a wooden sword, it can shatter a few ribs of the little brother."

Long Jian looked at the fledgling boy in front of him with disdain, after all, he had participated in a sword conference four years ago, and in this generally young moonlight gang, he could be regarded as a senior, but he was pressed by several juniors one after another a few days ago, and he was really unhappy.

The two stood still, and everyone watched around the martial arts arena, Yun Musheng, who had always been in the spirit of attacking first and suffering last, rushed to each other one by one at the moment when the drum sounded.

Long Jian is worthy of being a senior with a certain amount of experience in the ring, and he easily dodged it with one back, and then stood firmly on one foot like a pillar, and circled around Yun Musheng for half a circle, wanting to attack him unprepared.

Yun Musheng was also clever, the long sword turned in his hand, and he held the sword in his backhand and stabbed it behind him, the blades of the two wooden swords collided with each other, making a loud noise, if it weren't for the internal force of the two people wrapped in the sword body, it would have been shattered into a piece of wood slag.

In the pavilion in the distance, Chen Wenhu was looking at the young people recruited by his daughter's subordinates with great interest, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion:

"It's really a talented person from generation to generation, the back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, the future is terrifying, I really should let the old sword ghost see, I don't know if seeing these juniors, can he rekindle the blood of his youth."

Long Jian saw that the young man in front of him seemed to have some hard skills, so he no longer resisted with brute force, and began to use his usual routine, coiling around Yun Musheng like a swimming dragon, making it difficult for Yun Musheng to hit himself.

Yun Musheng was caught a few times, but fortunately, he reacted quickly enough, and combined with several changeable moves of Kuaixue swordsmanship, he barely accepted it, but every time it was a little dangerous, which made him gradually start to be upset and irritable:

"What kind of swimming dragon, I think it's a leather snake, and the person who is entangled is so upset."

Who knows, Yun Musheng was upset, but accidentally exposed a flaw, the dragon sword seized the opportunity to breathe a dragon, Yun Musheng stumbled for a while, and had to swing the sword to make a hard connection, but was shocked by the powerful internal force of this move dozens of meters away.

Fortunately, the sword qi turned into a hurricane in time and slowed down the speed of landing, so that he did not fly out of the field, and the smug look on Long Jian's face gradually revealed.

Everyone outside the arena couldn't help but discuss when they saw that this Kuaixue sword technique had reappeared in the rivers and lakes, and it happened to be a disciple of Tianxuan Sect who had a relationship with Hua Yun:

"Kuaixue swordsmanship, it turns out that this young man is a disciple of Hua Yun, and he is also a famous family, but it's a pity that two years ago... Alas, in the end, he is lonely, it seems that this kid is going to lose to Long Jian. ”

"Okay, don't say it, be careful to let people hear, Huayun Sect and Tianxuanzong have always been happy enemies, let's watch a good show."

Just as Yun Musheng was disturbed by this strange swordsmanship like a dragon sword and a dragon, a sharp and squeamish voice came from the chaotic crowd:

"Huh, I have heard that this Huayun's fast snow swordsmanship is famous for being fast, but it turns out that it is just floating on the surface and blowing out the cowhide!"

Hua Xiaoqi's words sounded sour, but he suddenly woke up Yun Musheng in a panic, carefully recalled the bits and pieces when he practiced swords, and thought about it carefully, he had never heard that Kuaixue's swordsmanship made others unable to catch it and avoid it, how could there be a reason to be played with as a show.

What's more, the vertical and horizontal exercises that I practiced can perfectly control the output of internal force. Maybe it was the first time to fight other martial arts people, which made him confused for a while.

Yun Musheng gradually calmed down, slowed down the rhythm of his breathing, and the internal force began to condense, criss-cross, and transmit in an orderly manner, evenly distributed on his whole body and the wooden sword, and the sword action was indeed much faster than just now.

On the contrary, the body of the dragon sword was a little slower in Yun Musheng's eyes, he found the right time, and instantly attacked the dragon sword at a speed several times faster than just now.

This sudden change of speed caught Long Jian a little off guard, and he hurriedly changed his pace, flashing to the other side with one side heel, but this was exactly the plan, and only then did Yun Musheng pretend to attack the direction of his travel, but in fact, he made the sword qi form a cyclone by rotating the sword body.

Just when the dragon sword thought that he had dodged the sword move, Yun Musheng suddenly turned around, and a merry move swept towards the dragon sword like a dragon roaring and a tiger's roar.

This contains a strong internal force, and the eighth style of the fast snow sword with a wide coverage makes the dragon sword no longer have room to wander and dodge, and the whole person is swept out of the field by this wind, and the victory and defeat have been divided.

"Good! Hahahaha, it's worthy of being the man I fancy my master, Sanqi, look, the person I brought back for you, not bad. ”

Bei Mingyu danced happily on the stage, and hurriedly asked for credit in front of Chen Sanqi, Chen Sanqi, who has always been gentle, touched Bei Mingyu's head, smiled and nodded.

Yun Musheng walked up to Long Jian and wanted to reach out to pull him up, but Long Jian ignored it, stood up and patted the dust on his body, and left the martial arts arena without saying a word.

It's no wonder that falling from the first to the fourth was already unpleasant, I wanted to find a newcomer to save some face, who would have thought that the face was not saved, and even the remaining little was lost, which can be said to be a loss to Mrs. and a soldier.

"Yes, yes, the back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, good daughter, you have added another tiger general to the moonlight, I wish us moonlight, in a few months later, we can get good results, hahahaha."

Chen Wenhu walked in with a smile from the front door of the martial arts arena, and everyone present saluted him one after another.

"Owner, I brought him back, hehe."

Seeing this, Bei Mingyu hurriedly stepped forward and said with a smile on his face. But this Chen Wenhu changed the smile on his face, glanced at Bei Mingyu with disdain, and said:

"Humph! If you have this ability, you still use it to eat in my Lanyue Mountain Villa and wait until today? With that, he brushed his sleeves away, leaving only the lonely Beiying Jade.

Chen Sanqi looked at Bei Mingyu distressedly, but he was forced by his father's majesty, so he didn't dare to say anything, although Chen Wenhu usually doted on his daughter, but on this lifelong event, he has always held a resolute opposition attitude.

In the early years, after the decline of the Beiming family, Chen Wenhu also took good care of Beimingyu out of the friendship between Beimingyu's father and himself during his lifetime, and adopted him in Lanyue Villa, studying and having fun with his two children.

Gradually, Chen Sanqi's body developed more and more softly, and his face became longer and more beautiful like that lotus, at least Bei Mingyu thought so, Chen Sanqi also fell in love with this childhood sweetheart who grew up with him.

But there is no impermeable window in the world, and when Chen Wenhu found out, he was furious.

Thinking of the fact that Bei Yingyu didn't learn all day and night, and didn't have the same martial arts papers, he couldn't agree to marry his thousands of favored daughters to such a small person who had no prospects.

Only the heroes of the world who are both civil and military are worthy of being the son-in-law of Lanyue Villa. Since then, Chen Wenhu's attitude towards Bei Mingyu has changed greatly, and he can still be allowed to stay in the villa, still thinking about his old relationship with his father.

At the end of the discussion, everyone saw that there was no good show to watch, so they left one after another, Yun Musheng saw that Bei Mingyu looked like a withered lotus leaf, so he wanted to step forward to comfort him, Bei Mingyu looked at the young masters in the distance blankly, and muttered:

"Does everyone have to be a peerless master in the limelight? Could it be that an ordinary person who loves life should suffer the cold eyes and contempt of the world? Why do they always want to run forward, this Lanyue Villa is so big, the rich side, what else do they want to have? ”

After listening to this, Yun Musheng also fell into contemplation for a while, after all, since he was a child, he also longed for the life of traveling the rivers and lakes with his loved ones and idle.

But the tragic death of the master, the decline of the sect, the thousand bird sword he wanted to get, the person he wanted to see, the enemy he wanted to kill, and so on and countless other variables and desires, made him keep running forward, as if he was slow, something would happen, and it would be irreparable.