Since he can remember, Gu Yuanzhi has learned to raise, train, feed and brush horses under the guidance of his master...... All in all, everything that has to do with horses.

Of course, there are also killing horses. In ancient times, there was a Ku Ding to solve the cow without a complete cow, and the existing wish-solving horse skills are almost the way, I am afraid that in this world, except for his master, there will be no third person who can be so stable and fast.

Yes, Gu Yuanzhi has never learned swordsmanship, and he doesn't know any swordsmanship, but he has thousands of sword swinging experiences.

Use the horse chopping knife to perform the horse chopping method, and you don't need to think about it, and you can come immediately.

Therefore, in the face of Bu Mingming's sword, which made waves and waves, Gu Yuanzhi just drew his sword and then swung his sword.

In the process of taming horses, sometimes you will encounter some fierce horses that are very strong, out-of-the-box, and unruly, and the first thing to do to subdue them is to make them afraid. It takes thousands of troops and horses to rush and my courage to stand still in order to be recognized by the fierce horses.

Gu Yuanzhi often held a big stick, shocked the horse that was more than half a foot taller than him, and drank it back.

This formula is also known as "rejecting the horse".

Gu Yuanzhi closed his eyes, and opened his eyes again, at this moment, there was no monstrous waves in his eyes, and the surging sword intent of Shaolang, only a group of unruly fierce horses.

From the thin body, the same aura of Ling Yuan's seven grades burst out, and a sword shot straight towards Bu Mingming.

Attacking instead of defending, chopping swords shine brightly, mountains come to split mountains, and seas come to break the sea.

In the blink of an eye, the sword intent and sword light exploded in the field, and a wave of fluctuations that were more violent than the original instantly spread around, and the judging elders changed color.

As for some people who were still slandering Bu and Gu Yuanzhi just now, they were more like chatting, they couldn't dodge, and those with slightly weaker skills were directly blown away, and those who were slightly stronger were involuntarily pushed to the periphery of the venue.

The air waves were blowing for three breaths, and the smoke and dust were all over the place, and everyone couldn't see the results of the competition for a while.

The judging elder was also a little anxious, and with a flick of his robe, he dispersed the smoke and dust, allowing the situation in the field to reappear in front of everyone.

"With such a fierce confrontation, who will win?" everyone thought in unison.

Fu Hao's eyes flashed, and he couldn't stop nodding: "It's all amazing......"

The figures of Bu Mingming and Gu Yuanzhi appeared in the field.

They were still standing in place, seemingly unchanged, and their weapons had been put away.

Gu Yuanzhi said sincerely: "Brother Bu's sword intent, I really feel it, and I am convinced. ”

Bu Mingming smiled gently: "I hope that the little brother can use such a trick at such an age, but I should be convinced." ”

The two looked at each other, then both laughed. Of course, Bu is famous for his more bold laughter, and Gu Yuanzhi is more shy and reserved.

This makes the onlookers even more confused, is it possible that these two are tied?

A disciple of the Holy Sword Sect quietly asked the judging elder, "Elder, I wonder which of these two won?"

The elder looked at Bu Mingming, and then at Gu Yuanzhi, and then his face darkened.

These two people are full of energy, there are no obvious wounds on their bodies, and they don't look like they are suffering from internal injuries, except for some breath shocks just now, they are exactly the same as before the competition.

In this way, the ghost can see who wins and who loses!

Can't it be obvious that one of them has fallen or been injured?

The judging elder forcibly held back his desire to complain, and he also had to show the demeanor of an elder in front of his disciples.

"Ahem, I can't see this, they are clearly halftime!"

The disciples of the Holy Sword Sect put on an expression that they had been, and at the same time admired the elder even more, they could even think of such incisive words.

However, at this moment, Gu Yuanzhi spoke again: "Then the little brother wishes Brother Bu to win the sword order and become famous in one fell swoop!"

Bu Mingming is not interested in Jian Kui Ling or anything, but he is very interested in the later "becoming famous in one fell swoop".

"Haha, it will definitely live up to expectations!" He came all the way here to participate in the sword competition, just to be famous! As long as he is famous, he will have the status to speak when he returns to Hengjian Gate.

"Ahh

The elder also felt tired, how did these two distinguish the winner from the loser?

But he still has to put on a master's demeanor, otherwise how can he lose his teacher?

"Hehe, of course I do!"

"Huh?" the disciple was even more puzzled.

"It's just that you misunderstood what I meant just now, I said 'final break', but the meaning of 'end', they naturally finished the fight, and then they had to rest, everything was reasonable. The elder put on a look as if everything was expected by me, and said lightly.

Sure enough, this hand convinced the disciple and admired him so much.

With Bu Mingming and Gu Yuanyi ending together, the judging elders who had been paying attention to them found evidence with sharp eyes.

In the place where Gu Yuanzhi stood, a very obvious footprint appeared.

"Leaving such footprints on such a hard ground, what kind of tremendous force did that young man named Gu Yuanzhi endure. If it weren't for his firmness and physical fitness, I'm afraid he would have retired from the field a long time ago......"

The judging elder was secretly frightened, and at the same time announced the results loudly.

"Bu is famous and wins!"

However, his voice didn't attract much discussion, as there weren't many people around the T-zone anymore.

When Bu Mingming and Gu Yuanzhi were distinguishing between victory and defeat, the competition between Lin Zifeng and Li Xuan in the A-shaped area also entered a white heat, and everyone was naturally attracted to the past.

One is a recognized master, and the other is a newly emerged but full of mysteries, who can be more prosperous?

In the A-shaped area, the two figures kept colliding, almost becoming phantoms.

Everyone was shocked, they all thought that Li Xuan would only mysteriously learn the opponent's moves, and then return the favor with the other way. Now it seems that he can actually keep up with Lin Zifeng's speed, doesn't that mean that he is obviously also Ling Yuan's seventh grade, and his swordsmanship is extremely fast?

After the two rushed together again, they separated again.

Lin Zifeng returned to the sidelines and looked at Li Xuan, although his face had not changed much, he had already set off a huge wave in his heart.

He also watched Li Xuan's previous fights, all of which were after the opponent had performed his sword moves, he didn't know how to learn them, and then defeated the opponent with them.

Unexpectedly, at the beginning of this battle, this Li Xuan actually changed his original style, began to take the initiative to attack, and was able to keep up with himself who performed the stake step, even if it was a fast sword, he could compete on par.

Lin Zifeng glanced out of the corner of his eyes and knew that another battlefield had already been decided, and he couldn't drag it out any longer.

Since you're so powerful, I'm going to see if you can learn my Wind Riding Sword Technique.

Lin Zifeng has absolute confidence in the sword technique of riding the wind, because this is what he realized after seeing the Shenli stone carvings on the top of the sword cliff, without going through this process, how can others learn it?

His eyes were lowered, but his momentum was constantly climbing, and the whirring wind could be heard in his ears.

Li Xuan looked at him curiously, and did not interrupt or interfere.

(End of chapter)