The freehand is painted in cursive, chic and hearty, all driven by the writer's idea, and does not stick to the traditional brushwork, and is unrestrained.

With a "snort", the blue robe on Ling Hu Fei's chest was pierced by Lei Tianhan's right pen, and at the moment of dodging, his throat touched a cold judge's pen, which was Lei Tianhan's left pen.

The audience was in an uproar, thunderous cheers, wave after wave.

Lei Tianhan of Yueyang Academy won.

This move also made Lei Tianhan famous, and since then, Lei Tianhan's name has resounded in the sky above Lin'an City.

Lei Tianhan successfully entered the top four of Nanyong.

Duan Wang Yongru Yu on the chair was a little relieved, it seems that he visited Qi Mocheng last month, and this move was not wrong. Thinking of this, a smile appeared on his face, and his handsome face became more and more heroic.

Long Qingyun's mind is still echoing in Lei Tianhan's penmanship just now, "part-time work with writing", there are neat and delicate penmanship, there are also indulgent freehand, ever-changing, and the weather is myriad, if you encounter Lei Tianhan's judge pen, how to deal with it, Long Qingyun's thoughts lingered, and he fell into contemplation.

At the same time, Lei Tianhan's wanton and whimsical brushstrokes of "Shocking Strokes" also deeply infected Long Qingyun.

Pride and heroism can be expressed and bloomed through the judge's pen. This kind of brushwork is straightforward, and it seems to be slightly different from the characteristics of swordsmanship, and it has the same end.

The judge's pen expressed his chest as if he was splashing ink, and his heart was churning, and he couldn't help but be eager to try, eager to fight against Lei Tianhan immediately, and see the magnificent strokes of "Amazing Stroke".

Long Qingyun seems to be mellow and honest, but he is actually a clever person, but his mind has not yet been opened, and every time he experiences and polishes, he can sharpen his mind, and even if he watches the battle from the side, he can broaden his horizons and broaden his horizons.

At this time, Long Qingyun was like the morning sun that had just revealed the white of a fish's belly, but the rising sun had gradually revealed its vitality. Unconsciously, the cultivation of martial arts has taken another step.

After Bai Yunqi next to him saw Long Qingyun's thoughts, his face was clear, his starry eyes were as deep as the sea, and his eyebrows were full of heroism, and he couldn't help but marvel at the apprentice's martial arts entry in one day.

The clear face suddenly felt gratified, blooming with a childlike innocent smile, Bai Yunqi's heart is empty and clear, which is also the reason why his chess skills are above Mo Tianyu, the tranquil heart can promote chess skills to reach a certain level, but to reach the peak, this also depends on talent and mind.

The eldest prince Yongtan, who was sitting in the middle of the wooden chair, was the top chess master in Nanyong, and he once played against Bai Yunqi two years ago, and he won Bai Yunqi Sanmu in a light manner.

Bai Yunqi ranks among the top ten martial arts masters in Nanyong, and the chess game is also the first in Songyang Sword Mansion, and his mind is by no means ordinary, but the eldest prince Yongtan won Bai Yunqi with a gesture, and his high mind can be seen.

The prince enveloped the ministers, recruited talents, and was suspected of forming a party for personal gain, which was taboo by the emperors of all dynasties.

The eldest prince Yongtan is so intellectual, how can he not understand this truth, half of the ministers in the court are his supporters, even Emperor Ningzong is afraid of him.

Among the princes, only the second prince Yongyun could protest with him, but he was also suppressed by the eldest prince Yongtan in various ways, showing a trend of decadence.

From the beginning of the founding of the Nanyong People's Republic of China to the present, there have certainly been disputes in internal affairs between "advocating literature and suppressing military force" or "advocating military force and suppressing literature"; there have also been disputes in diplomacy over vertical and horizontal cooperation.

The matter of the temple, the treacherous, to the current Ningzong Dynasty, the situation is getting more and more intense, the Chongwen faction headed by the prime minister Gu Jingxiu, and the Chongwu faction headed by Fan Hongzhang, the secretary of the great Confucian Ministry of Rites, compete with each other, and have each other's victories and defeats.

In fact, this is also the result of Emperor Ningzong's mutual checks and balances. Tianwei is unfathomable, and Emperor Ningzong is also clear in his heart, the Chongwen faction and the Chongwu faction have their own secret piles, and they know many things well.

The two seem to be distinct, but in fact they imply mysteries. Behind the prime minister Gu Jingxiu is the eldest prince Yongtan, and behind the Ministry of Rites Fan Hongzhang is the second prince Yongyun.

In recent years, the two have faced off against each other, and the eldest prince Yongtan is talented and has the upper hand.

At this time, on the martial arts stage, Lei Shijie of Tianfu Academy defeated Cui Hao of Hongzhe Sword Mansion, and the crowd burst into warm applause, wave after wave.

At this time, the rising sun hangs in the sky.

The sun sprinkled thousands of light spots, shining on Cui Yushu's body, and his burly figure was tall and powerful.

It turned out to be a young man with a knife, with dark skin, a black hilt, and a snow-white and translucent blade.

In the third game, Gu Baiyu of the West Lake Sword Academy played against Leng Zhuofei of Jiangnan Academy.

When the wooden chair was on the far right, the military officer wearing the six-grade official uniform read Gu Baiyu's name, and the crowd thundered, this is the popular candidate for this year's West Lake Sword Championship, and it is the home battle, this West Lake Sword Academy is adjacent to this place, although there are many disciples here, there are many spectators from Lin'an City.

Therefore, the crowd was sensational, there was no competition, but only appearance, and the shouts came one after another, which shows how popular Gu Baiyu is. Among the leaders of the younger generation in Lin'an City, how many men bow and worship, and how many women look forward to it.

Even Tuoba Xi was amazed by the abundance of this Gu Bai Yu, this person was dressed in white, with a long body, a face like a crown of jade, and a handsome spirit.

At first sight, people have the feeling of "unparalleled in the world".

Tuoba Xi retracted his concerned gaze and looked at Long Qingyun beside him, in terms of appearance alone, Gu Baiyu was superior, but fortunately, Long Qingyun had a calm temperament and a kind of dusty temperament.

Maybe it's a handsome man in the eyes of a lover, and he is beautiful

Tuoba Xi felt that Long Qingyun was superior, that kind of temperament that was invisible, and there was a kind of indifference beyond his age, completely conquering his heart.

Thinking of this, her pretty face flushed, Xia Fei's cheeks were shining, and her beautiful eyes were looking forward to it, with a natural shyness.

Some people say that when a woman is the most beautiful, it is when she is shy, and it should be Tuoba Xi's current state. Long Qingyun suddenly saw Tuobaxi's shyness, and his heart rippled.

"Gentle Township is also a hero's mound", Long Qingyun looked away and looked at the martial arts platform.

Dressed in white, opposite Gu Baiyu, who was handsome and handsome, Zhuo Ran stood up as a fierce young man, heroic and strong, exuding masculinity, this person was Leng Zhuofei, the leader of the new generation of disciples of Jiangnan Academy.

Leng Zhuofei held the sword in his hand, horizontal to his chest, and made a "Thunder Sword" starting pose.

On the ground, he swung out a sword with great speed, which was the three types of thunder in the "Thunder Sword".

Whew!Whew!

Mixed with incomparably strong, it was as fast as lightning and stabbed at Gu Baiyu like a dream.

Gu Baiyu's demeanor was calm, and he suddenly used the "sword to frighten the wind", the tip of the sword was a little cold light, it was really an invincible sword, such as the strength of the pine, like the speed of the wind, and the three styles of thunder that fought back against Leng Zhuofei, with an elegant posture and an elegant posture out of the dust.

Snort!

After three sounds, Leng Zhuofei took three steps back, Gu Baiyu took a step back, Gu Baiyu really lived up to expectations, and his skills were obviously above Leng Zhuofei.

Leng Zhuofei smiled proudly, his pride suddenly skyrocketed, and he stabbed out seven swords like lightning, which was actually the "Flying Thunder Seven Styles" in the "Thunder Sword", which was fierce and ruthless, front and back, left and right, in all directions, and the sword light in the sky stabbed towards Gu Bai Yu.

Gu Baiyu was dressed in white, shrouded in countless sword lights. I saw Gu Baiyu screaming, the sword momentum suddenly opened and closed, chic and majestic, and more than a dozen cold lights appeared on the tip of the sword, it was a generation of swordsmanship master Gu Jianqiu who became famous and learned the "Thirteen Styles of Chasing the Wind", the sword moves were fierce and domineering, cutting Leng Zhuofei's "Flying Thunder Seven Styles", and the remaining six styles counterattacked.

The sword roared like a tide, Gu Baiyu stood tall like a mountain, even though he ran towards Leng Zhuofei, the "Thirteen Swords Chasing the Wind" continued to stab out, mixed with the momentum of thunder and stabbing towards Leng Zhuofei.

At this moment, Leng Zhuofei held the sword in his right hand, took advantage of the situation and did a somersault, avoiding Gu Baiyu's "Thirteen Styles of Chasing the Wind", holding the sword with both hands in mid-air, slashing at Gu Baiyu under his head and feet, and actually came to a trick "Thunderbolt Slash", this move is a famous trick in the sword technique, and it is actually used in the sword style, which can be regarded as pushing through the old and bringing forth the new, and the effect is also good.

This sword can be regarded as condensing the strength of the whole body, coupled with the momentum that fell from the sky, as well as its own weight, it rushed towards Gu Baiyu with the oppressive feeling of mountain jumping and cracking.

Gu Baiyu didn't dare to underestimate it, he stepped on the ground with his left foot, and his body stepped back seven feet stiffly, avoiding Leng Zhuofei's blow from the sky.

Then the figure spread, a leap in the air, the right foot was a little on the totem pole at a height of one zhang, and the second volley was in the air, and the figure skyrocketed three zhang high, like a flying immortal out of the sky rushing towards Leng Zhuofei.

"Treat others in their own way", they are all volleys down, but Gu Baiyu took the second leap with the help of a totem pole that was high, and it should be said that his mind was above Leng Zhuofei.

"Bell!" There was a screeching crash on the ground.

Gu Baiyu raised his sword and fell from the sky, mixed with the momentum of thunder, Leng Zhuofei hurriedly blocked the horizontal sword, the sword in his hand actually flew out, and his body was also under this heavy pressure,

"Oooo

Seeing his sword fall to the ground, Gu Baiyu next to him stood tall, Leng Zhuofei's face was full of shame, but he was convinced of the loss, and arched his hand forward and said:

"I lost!"

Under the stage, the crowd was sensational, and there was thunderous applause, covering wave after wave.

Gu Baiyu Yushu is in the wind, rich and handsome, and after the war, he looks even more heroic.

The eldest prince Yongtan, who was sitting in the middle of the wooden chair, looked overjoyed, although it was expected, but seeing Gu Baiyu knock down the opponent's sword, this could be regarded as injecting a dose of heart-boosting medicine into himself.

Obviously, regardless of martial arts mentality, Gu Baiyu was much higher than Leng Zhuofei. It seems that this also indicates that in today's game, Gu Baiyu has a sense of standing out from the crowd. In the next game, Gu Baiyu has a great chance of winning the championship.

At this time, a girl in green, with eyebrows like distant mountains, eyes like autumn water, pink face and red lips, ice muscles and jade skin, about fifteen or sixteen years old, delicate facial features with a touch of pride.

It looks outstanding and stunning in the crowd.

This woman is Fan Ruoqi, the daughter of Fan Hongzhang, the current secretary of the Ministry of Rites.

Under the raised eyebrows was a pair of clear eyes staring directly at Gu Baiyu.