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Hearing Mao Qiuyu's words, people remembered the age of the four people in the field.

The eldest Gou Hanshi is only twenty years old.

Guan Fei Bai Eighteen.

Chen Changsheng and Luoluo are even smaller.

They are all still young people, some of them are in the secluded realm, some are sitting in the upper realm, and some like Chen Changsheng have not even succeeded in washing the marrow, in the crowd watching the battle on the stone steps in front of the palace, any senior powerhouse can easily defeat them, not to mention compared with Zhou Dufu and Emperor Taizong back then.

But they are really young, so young that no one can be sure of their future, and tonight they have shown a level that shocks the world, and who can say for sure where they will go in the future?

People quietly watched the sword wind and sword rain in the field, listening to the names of those moves, silent, with mixed emotions, in their opinion, tonight's competition between the National Religious Academy and the Lishan Sword Sect, the victory or defeat is actually no longer important, or to put it another way - there will be no losers tonight.

But Chen Changsheng and Gou Hanshi didn't think so, and Luo Luo and Guan Feibai didn't think so, Tang Thirty-six, who was more nervous than anyone else on the sidelines, and Elder Xiaosong Palace, whose faces were getting more and more resentful, as the parties to the National Religious Academy and the Lishan Sword Sect, just wanted to defeat each other.

I don't know how long it has been.

I really don't know what to do.

The hundreds of people watching the battle and both sides of the field have forgotten the passage of time.

Chen Changsheng and Gou Hanshi's speed of speaking did not slow down, but their voices were gradually hoarse.

The speed of Luoluo and Guan Feibai's moves did not slow down, and they were still accurate and stable, but their breathing was gradually shortened.

Finally, at a certain point, Chen Changsheng and Gou Hanshi closed their voices at the same time.

All the body techniques, all the footwork, all the sword moves have been exhausted, and the water has fallen and the white stone has come out.

I don't know when, the distance between Luoluo and Guan Feibai was more than ten zhang, and no one noticed it.

The two faced each other, and the rain whip and the ordinary long sword met in the night sky, silently.

This competition lasted for a long time, and Chen Changsheng and Gou Hanshi took a step forward respectively.

Luoluo and Guan Feibai used hundreds of sword moves, countless body techniques and footwork, and crossed the distance of more than ten zhang.

At the last moment, the two sides met, and the whips and swords touched.

It's not tacit, it's natural, so it's beautiful.

At this point, the sword trial finally met, not the oil ran out, but the sunset, and it seemed that it was the time to end.

The Falling Rain Whip and the long sword had already met, and since they couldn't use the True Yuan, they naturally couldn't continue.

Such a fierce and even dazzling contest was a draw at the end of the game, which was really beautiful and very much in line with the aesthetics of a monk.

There was silence in front of the temple.

After a long time, it was still quiet.

Then suddenly there was applause.

The person who applauded was Dean Mao Qiuyu.

Then there was King Chen Liu, the bishop, and then everyone, including the head of the Akiyama family and Xu Shiji, whose faces were ugly, and they also began to applaud.

The applause gradually sounded like a wind and rain, mixed with emotion and admiration.

People praised Luoluo and Guan Feibai for their demeanor in this sword test, and even admired Chen Changsheng and Gou Hanshi's profound knowledge and ability in front of the world, especially Chen Changsheng - many people looked at this young man and thought in shock, this person really deserves such respect from His Royal Highness Luoluo, if he can practice, wouldn't he become the second Gou Hanshi?

The Bishop whispered two words to Priest Xin behind him. Priest Xin took the order and left, took his subordinates, walked to Chen Changsheng and Gou Hanshi's side respectively, and sent the elixir of nourishing the gods from the palace - many people probably thought that Luo Luo and Guan Feibai consumed a huge amount of money in this sword test, and the bishop understood that Chen Changsheng and Gou Hanshi's mental loss was really terrifying, especially Chen Changsheng couldn't practice, and he couldn't cultivate his gods with true yuan, if he didn't take the pill in time, he would not be seriously injured, and he might even leave any sequelae.

Unexpectedly, Chen Changsheng and Gou Hanshi didn't take the pill, and they didn't even look at the pill.

They were still looking at the field, looking at Luoluo and Guan Feibai.

Only then did the people in front of the hall notice the strangeness in the field.

Luoluo and Guan Feibai did not withdraw their whips or swords, they had no intention of leaving the field at all.

The crowd was quiet again, looking at this scene in amazement, wondering what would happen next.

Unwilling to accept a draw?

Isn't this competition over yet?

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Luo Luo and Guan Feibai ignored the countless sights that fell on them, because they both had their eyes closed.

The rain whip and the sword met in the night sky, and then they were not separated.

They closed their eyes, and with the slight tremor of their palms, they sensed each other's will and thoughts.

The clothes were already wet with sweat, and white smoke was emitting from the cold air of the autumn night, and she looked like a fairy.

Guan Feibai closed his eyes, his eyebrows were like swords, and beads of sweat slowly flowed down between his eyebrows, like the most unparalleled fierce general on the battlefield.

Chen Changsheng and Gou Hanshi looked at the field quietly, their faces were a little pale, but they didn't speak—they did everything they could, so that Luoluo and Guan Feibai didn't fail in the previous sword test, and now the people who decided the outcome of this battle were no longer them, but them who had been fighting for a long time.

Without any warning, Luoluo and Guan Feibai opened their eyes at the same time.

The sword swept up and went at will!

Suddenly there were several white filaments in the night, which were the turbulence of the air cut by the blade of the sword!

Gou Hanshi's eyes lit up.

He recognized that this sword technique did not belong to the Lishan Sword Sect, nor did it belong to any sect, but only to Guan Feibai.

This is a swordsmanship created by Guan Feibai himself, named after his own name - Feibai!

Flying white is a kind of calligraphy in the brushwork, its momentum is like flying, dry silk is connected, there is a blank eye!

This kind of brushwork must be a dry brushstroke, a dry brush, and a dry stroke!

This sword technique is definitely not Guan Feibai's most powerful sword, but it is definitely the sword that he has the deepest experience!

From inside the hall to outside the hall, Guan Feibai, who has always been proud, has suffered too much humiliation tonight and endured it for too long, even in the long sword trial battle with Luoluo, he has always suppressed his anger, calm and even coldly and completely according to the guidance of his senior brother, until this moment......

He had been depressed for too long tonight.

Yes, he has not yet reached the last moment when the oil is exhausted, because he has never touched the true yuan, but the anger and pride in his heart have been boiled up by time to the point of drying up.

At the last moment, he finally released the momentum that had been suppressed all night, this momentum is very powerful, so he can fly, but also have a dry mind!

There was no need to use the True Yuan, with such a powerful sword intent, he could defeat any opponent!

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The moment Guan Feibai moved his sword, Luoluo also moved.

What kind of sword move does she have to use to deal with the other party's flying white?

The rain whip suddenly tightened and straightened, like a carefully chosen branch.

She stared at Guan Feibai's eyes, didn't look at or ignore his sword, held the handle of the whip, and stabbed forward without hesitation or hesitation!

Yes, there are no tricks, no changes, and no sword intent and momentum.

She took the whip as a sword and stabbed it simply.

The rain whip is like a tree branch, it does not need to rise, it goes straight forward, and then falls.

Just like when Chen Changsheng was in the library of the National Education College, he stabbed her body with that branch.

Of course, she didn't use the true yuan for this stab, but there was a humming sound in the night sky where the air was cut.

One can imagine how fast she is.

You can imagine how many times she practiced this stab.

People didn't understand it before, most of the disciples of the Lishan Sword Sect were born in the bitter cold, so they practiced swordsmanship, were diligent, and persevering.

When she was in White Emperor City, no one dared to discipline her, so naturally she was not taught.

Although Chen Changsheng dared to discipline her, she was so well-behaved and sensible, where did she need to be managed?

There was indeed a stick in the Anglican Academy, but he never used it for anything other than to guide her in running the True Yuan.

Luoluo practiced it himself.

Because of a reason why she didn't want others to know the Tao, she aspired to be strong from the beginning of her sensibility.

So she practiced very diligently, and practiced sword very hard.

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Chen Changsheng and Gou Hanshi stared at the arena and were silent.

Luoluo and Guan Feibai's last sword seems to have nothing to do with them, but in fact it is still related to them.

On weekdays, they are in the National Education Academy and in the Lishan Sword Sect, and their guidance to Luoluo and Guan Feibai will be reflected in this last sword.

Luo Luo and Guan Feibai were able to have the opportunity to use this last sword, in fact, it was also the result of their hard work.

Since a draw is not acceptable, there will be a winner.

Who wins and who loses, is the sword stronger or the whip faster?

People looked at the audience and looked nervous.

Guan Feibai's sword pierced the night sky like a dry brush, and it was like a whip in the hands of a god.

The falling whip pierces the night sky like a branch, and it looks like a sword in the hand of a god.

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The sword rises.

Whip up.

The sword falls.

The whip has not fallen.

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In Guan Feibai's eyes, a trace of pain appeared, and then it was occupied by incredible emotions.

He looked down at his chest, where his shirt had been torn open, and the rain whip was nailed there like a sword, blood slowly oozing out.

He looked up at Luoluo, shocked and angry, and wanted to ask something, but couldn't speak.

Blood spilled from the corners of his lips.

The rain whip did not advance, and the falling rain had stopped.

His injuries were very light, and the blood spilling from the corners of his lips was not because of the falling whip, but because of the outburst of anger and unwillingness, which hurt his heart.

"Concession. ”

Luoluo put away the rain whip, waved his hand, looked calm, and turned to walk towards Chen Changsheng.

Chen Changsheng looked at Gou Hanshi on the opposite side in the night, bowed slightly, and waved his hands to salute.

Gou Hanshi was silent for a moment and waved his hand in return.

Chen Changsheng looked at Luoluo, and a smile appeared on his slightly pale face.

Seeing him smile, Luoluo also laughed happily.

This sword test has finally come to an end.

The winner is decided.

Luoluo won the four laws Guan Feibai.

The National Religious Academy defeated the Lishan Sword Sect.

Where would people have thought of such an outcome beforehand?

The audience was silent.

Suddenly, a voice rang out.

"If you can use the True Yuan, you won't be able to stab this whip at all. ”

Guan Feibai looked at the falling back, and said with a pale face, very unconvinced.

Luoluo stopped.