The next day, Lu Chuan got up early, through yesterday's competition, he felt that it was a sure thing to stand out, so there was no need to recuperate, as in normal days, the fifth watch began to regulate his breath, and practiced swordsmanship after dawn.

In the morning, when everyone went out, he washed up and went out.

But after a few steps out of the door, his good mood disappeared, and lo and behold, that shameless Wan Chaoqing walked with Duan Xueyu again.

Lu Chuan gritted his teeth in anger, and Duan Xueyu looked back and smiled just in time to see him.

The girl stopped and beckoned, "Ogawa." ”

Lu Chuan walked quickly to the front, without words to find, "What a coincidence." ”

Wan Chaoqing smiled on the side and said, "Xiaochuan's shot yesterday was really amazing, Bikun went back yesterday and praised you for a while." ”

Lu Chuan smiled on his face, and said secretly in his heart: "Praise me? ghosts don't believe it, you don't know how to scold me behind my back." My subordinates are merciless, you are like people who repay grievances with virtue and leave virtue under your mouth? Xiaochuan, Xiaochuan is your name?"

"That's it, the last trick I thought you were going to lose if you were greedy for merit, but I didn't expect you to win in defeat, that whip leg is really beautiful. I have to work hard today, if it goes on like this, there will be no problem at all in being selected. ”

Lu Chuan scratched his head embarrassedly, "That's not easy to say, if I meet the other eleven senior brothers and sisters, I will definitely lose." ”

"This selection is not based on victory or defeat, as long as the performance is good, the master and uncle will see it. ”

Today's road to Qianshan is much easier to walk than yesterday, and it would be even better if there was no Wan Chaoqing.

Just like yesterday, whether it is the people present or the venue, the only difference is that the number of people on the field is half less than yesterday, and the loser will not be able to appear again.

There is also a difference, that is, the number plate that Lu Chuan got today is relatively high.

Once born and twice cooked, Lu Chuan felt that the wooden sword seemed to be good for the first time.

The two hugged their swords and saluted, Song Pinzheng was different from Wu Bikun, Song Pinzheng was loyal and honest, quite an elder, and the two of them really didn't do anything outside today.

"Senior Brother Song is invited. ”

"Senior Brother Xiaochuan, please be merciful. ”

Lu Chuan's sword tip was raised, and he stabbed out, and with a move "Lie Shan has the heart to compete for the handsome show", pointing to the front door of Song Setting from the chest up.

Song Pinzheng did not dodge or dodge, the long sword circled, separated the blade, and tapped Lu Chuan's wrist, a move "Honka Speechless Vulture Dragon Bell".

Lu Chuan made another move to "show off the clouds and probe with a cane" and stabbed his lower abdomen.

Song Mosaic is the rule to make "the peaks are high and protect the Qinglan" resolved.

The two of them make the same kind of swordsmanship, and they don't hurt each other's hearts, you come and go, saying that it is a competition, but it is more like feeding each other, and there is no excitement of the previous day.

He knew that Song Jianzheng was much better than himself in terms of physical strength and internal strength, and if he couldn't win within fifty moves, he would be young and weak, and his strength would be weak, and he would inevitably lose.

It's just that Lu Chuan is a person who can't afford to lose, and even on weekdays, he and Lu Chaoyi Sun Jiushu dismantle the moves, and they have to blush and fight desperately when they are in a hurry. If you are defeated in front of people, it is better to kill him directly.

Lu Chuan was anxious, his hand stepped up, the sword went sideways, and a move of "braving the rain through the mountains and envy the unenvious, resting on the shoulders without temples and temples" deceived himself, this move is a move to fight for life in the serial sword.

This move is also very familiar to Song Jianzheng, but Lu Chuan will come out is something he didn't expect, right now his sword is on Lu Chuan's shoulder, but Lu Chuan's sword stabbed him in the chest.

Lu Chuan dared to fight hard, he didn't dare, not for anything else, one killed a thousand enemies and lost eight hundred, and the other was a battle with the same door in case he injured the little junior brother, how would it be good?

Lu Chuan didn't pay attention to these, seeing that Song Mingzheng didn't dare to fight hard, he made another move, "The staff Li has to go into the clouds, there is an orchid under the secluded fence", took a few steps in a row, attacked a few swords quickly, and stabbed Song Jianzheng from top to bottom in eight big holes around his body.

Song Pinzheng was forced to be helpless, there was really no way, he clamped his legs in the sword and captured three ways.

Lu Chuan raised his breath and hit in the air, which was actually a move "What year to ride a crane during the day, and step on the clouds of Tiandu Peak".

As soon as this move came out, Song Jianzheng was completely passive, and he lowered his waist to raise his breath and use the kung fu of the iron plate bridge to avoid the attack, and he didn't want to fall into the middle of the attack, only to see Lu Chuan's long sword on the ground a little, kicking under his feet, and using his strength to turn his body in the air, and the storm was like three swords.

Song Biaozheng staggered back a few steps, stopped, put away his sword, waved his hand, and said, "Little junior brother, senior brother admits defeat." ”

Lu Chuan slammed his sword on the ground, shushing and panting, obviously he had consumed a lot just now.

After a while, he arched his hand and said, "Accept." ”

In the stands, most of the seniors were shaking their heads.

After winning two battles in a row, Lu Chuan was in a very comfortable mood, he thought that his performance in the past two days was remarkable, swordsmanship, courage, and quick wit were all shown, and the competition was nothing more than these, what else?

There is only one day left, and although there are some strong opponents among these people who have also won two consecutive days, so what? just show your full strength, and besides, you don't necessarily have to lose.

Wan Chaoqing is a fierce opponent, although he is not among the twelve swords of Wudang.

And the enemy is very red when he meets, at least in Lu Chuan's opinion, as for what Wan Chaoqing thinks, he doesn't know, maybe he doesn't have such thoughts.

There were not many people participating in this competition, only 180 people, and even fewer could survive until the third day.

Wudang Mountain is very small, and the venue for the test is even smaller, so it is not surprising that they will meet anyone, but it is a coincidence, it is a coincidence.

Wan Chaoqing took his sword seriously and saluted, although Lu Chuan also saw the salute, but his eyes were full of contempt.

Moreover, he raised his hand and threw stones to ask for directions, took a false step, pointed down with the tip of his sword, and gave Lu Chuan half a move, which made Lu Chuan especially angry.

"Wide white wave body thousand leaves, steep into the blue sky hand a vine", Lu Chuan's first move is stubble.

Wan Chaoqing's envoy is a soft sword around the fingers, light and agile, and his body is also like swordsmanship.

Although Lu Chuan's offensive was tight, he never touched his sword, let alone his people.

Lu Chuan became more and more urgent, and in less than twenty moves, he once again used the trick of fighting for life in the serial sword.

In terms of calmness, Wan Chaoqing is not as good as Song Pinzheng, and in the face of such an offensive, Song Pinzheng can still hold a few moves, but he can't. After all, there is a big difference between a wooden sword and a soft sword, and it is already good to use a wooden sword to make a soft sword around the fingers, and it is already good to be able to exert forty percent of the power.

was forced by Lu Chuan several times to make a few dangerous moves, and Wan Chaoqing saw sweat on his forehead.

Seeing that he was about to repeat the mistakes of the past, following in the footsteps of Song Jizheng, Wan Chaoqing suddenly turned his sword momentum, missed Lu Chuan's sword edge, and pointed directly at Lu Chuan's wrist Shenmen acupoint.

Lu Chuan never expected that Wan Chaoqing would make the Thirteen Swords of the Divine Gate!

Although the Thirteen Swords of Shenmen do not have the profundity of the Taiji Divine Sword, they are also extremely superior swordsmanship, at least Lu Chuan cannot.

Lu Chuan knows that this set of swordsmanship is powerful, once he is hit, the blade will inevitably be gone, what is the strength of the sword without it?

So, he hurriedly withdrew, and narrowly avoided the first sword, the first sword was dodged, but he couldn't allow him to breathe, and the second sword arrived, still stabbing the gods, and it was too late to dodge.

Lu Chuan only felt that his wrists were numb, his fingers were weak, and he could no longer hold the sword.

The long sword fell to the ground, and Wan Chaoqing's sword stopped an inch in front of his throat.

"Agreed, Ogawa. ”

Lu Chuan's face turned red instantly, red like a bride's wedding dress.

He instantly felt that although the world was big, he had no place to embarrass himself, and he couldn't even find the cracks in the ground.

Is this a concession? Defeated!

Although it was a humble remark, it was no different from ridicule in Lu Chuan's ears.

The young man's fists were clenched tightly, he wanted to pick up the long sword and fight again, if he fought for his life, maybe the result would be different.

But that's impossible, and if you do that, everyone will feel that they can't afford to lose, and it will be even more humiliating!

Suddenly, he hid his face and walked away, unable to hear anyone's words, and even if he did, he would not stop.

At this time, Wan Chaoqing also regretted it a little, although he didn't have too much contact with Lu Chuan, but he had a good relationship with Duan Xueyu, Duan Xueyu and Lu Chuan were close relatives, Lu Chuan's face was sour, he had already heard of it, and the title of "Lu Sour" was not called in vain.

To be honest, it is disgraceful to lose to the junior brother as a senior brother, and if you win the junior brother and make the junior brother lose face, it will not be glorious, Song Pingzheng knows this.

He wanted to chase it, but in the end he didn't take it.

After another half a day, the competition ended, and the eunuch who served as the chief governor in Wudang began to announce the results, that is, the list of people who were selected to teach the Taiji Divine Sword.

There are ten people on the list, Duan Xueyu, Sun Jiushu and others are all there, but Lu Chuan is missing.

Lu Chuan knew this result, although he left in a negative mood, but when the results were about to be announced, he came back, the competition was lost, as long as he could be selected, it would not be a total loss, Wan Chaoqing ran away, and there was a chance to find today's field.

But what I never expected was that he was not selected.

When the front mountain was dispersed and everyone returned to their residence in the back mountain, Lu Chuan's door could not be knocked on, even if Lu Chaoyi threatened that if he didn't open the door again, he would break into the door in vain.

In the end, it was useless to even come to Duan Xueyu.

At midnight, Lu Chuan's door quietly opened, and he raised his legs and landed lightly, without making a sound.

Wan Chaoqing was very happy tonight, although it was not the Wudang Twelve Swords, but he was successfully selected, and the Taiji Divine Sword was taught by the head of the sect himself, so that he could have more time to stay with Duan Xueyu.

It was because he was so excited that he couldn't sleep and forgot about Lu Chuan.

There was a knock on the door.

"Who?" Wan Chaoqing asked as he pointed to extinguish the lights.

"Me. ”

Although this voice was not very familiar, he could hear that it was Lu Chuan.

Hurriedly opened the door, only to see the road and river sinking like water under the moonlight.

"Ogawa, ...... today"

"Senior Brother Wan, tonight's moonlight is just right, let's make two more moves. ”

"Ogawa, listen to me......"

"Go get the sword, the wooden sword is not in your hand. I'm waiting for you in Taizipo. ”

After Lu Chuan finished speaking, he turned around and left, not giving Wan Chaoqing a chance to speak at all.

Wan Chaoqing looked at Lu Chuan's back and shook his head secretly, it seemed that it was not good.

When he arrived at Taizipo, Lu Chuan took off his coat and had already started his posture.

"Ogawa ......"

"Don't talk nonsense, take it!"

Wu Jing said: The sword is double-edged, the body is straight and the head is pointed, and it is divided into a third-class system, and it is a third-class person. The length is three feet five inches, and the weight is nine pounds, which is three catties and twelve taels.

Lu Chuan's sword is a different sword, four feet three inches long, three feet six inches long, and weighs eleven and a half pounds. Its tip is slightly warped, like a crescent moon. The blade is blue and white, the stem is purple, so it is called the purple night silver moon sword, the only one in the world, which is given by Duan Xueyu and comes from overseas.

The sword, whether good or bad, is the best, and the wooden sword is light, and it will eventually be defeated by Zixiao Yinyue.

Wan Chaoqing's sword is also unusual, only two feet long, weighing one catty and one tael, clear and white, named Yanshui.

As the saying goes, an inch long and an inch strong, is talking about a sword. A long sword has an advantage over a short sword.

The seventy-two road life-killing serial sword is fast and strong, and the finger-twisting sword is slow and feminine. The winner of the internal force can overcome the rigidity with softness, and the internal force of Wan Chaoqing is indeed better than that of Lu Chuan, but the gap is not huge, so there is no restraint.

On the contrary, Lu Chuan's sword was extremely heavy, which just made up for the weakness of the internal force, and it was reasonable for Wan Chaoqing to suffer more if it increased and decreased.

In fact, it is indeed true, less than twenty moves, under the pressure of Lu Chuan, Wan Chaoqing is full of dangers, if it is not experienced, there is a possibility of defeat at any time.

Before Wan Chaoqing started, he originally wanted to deliberately lose a move and a half, so that this little junior brother could get a bargain, and he would not hold a grudge.

But there is no such idea of starting to move, Lu Chuan is a competition here and there, it is clearly desperate, it is not easy to deal with it, how dare you deliberately be humble? The sword has no eyes, and his life is important, so let him be angry first, thinking of this, Wan Chaoqing changed his moves, and used the thirteen swords of the Shenmen.

Lu Chuan suffered a loss during the day, the so-called eating a trench and growing wisdom, how could he capsize in the same place.

Relying on the length of the sword, the moves are even more open and closed, and they are a little more powerful.

It's just that the Qing Sword of the Ten Thousand Dynasty is short, and you really can't find Lu Chuan's Shenmen Cave.

The thirteen swords of the Shenmen can't control the enemy Wan Chaoqing really saw the sweat, and in the end, he bit his teeth, so good!