"Zhiping, are you okay?" Qiu Chuji frowned.

"It's okay, let Master worry. Lu Xun leaned over and replied, looking down at the ground, a mouthful of scarlet blood, he always felt that he had no strength at all.

But what is unexpected is that Qiu Chuji and others really believe it.

The battle on the other side of the stage finally stopped, and Zhao Zhijing, who was panting, looked here with a cold face and frowned, secretly hating Lu Xun for stealing his scenery, but his mouth was a little tactful: "Then Senior Brother Yin can still compete now? Now there is only Senior Brother in Dabi, and you haven't played yet." ”

Lu Xunzheng sighed in his heart that people's hearts are not ancient, suddenly heard this, he was a little stunned, turned his head to look at Zhen Zhibing who retreated over there, only to see Zhen Zhibing walking back with his head down, he had been defeated in the hands of Zhao Zhijing, not because he was not diligent in practice, on the contrary, the whole Quanzhen, in terms of martial arts, he was the most diligent person, but he was still defeated by Zhao Zhijing, after all, Zhao Zhijing has been in the mountain for a long time, and the two have similar talents, and there is still a little difference in time in the past few years.

However, the frustration in his heart did not last too long, in his mind, this time he was already very close to Zhao Zhijing, the difference was only one or two moves, with this moment, he would not necessarily lose next time.

Then he saw Zhao Zhijing shouting Lu Xun, his heart moved, and he secretly rejoiced, now that Zhao Zhijing had just finished fighting with him, he must not have enough strength, and his junior brother would definitely win.

It was just what he thought secretly, but someone broke his mind, and this person was his own master.

After Zhao Zhijing made these words, Qiu Chuji suddenly said: "It's okay, Zhiping, you can compare with your senior brother Zhao, he has just experienced a fight, and his strength is slightly insufficient, and you see that the situation has just had internal injuries, and the two offset each other, this fight is also fair." ”

The six sons of the first class of Wang Chu all nodded when they heard this.

They are not fools, they are old and sophisticated, and they are also aware of some undercurrents in the sect, but firstly, they are also for the development of the sect, and some fights that do not hurt the harmony are understandable, but they can make the disciples self-motivated, and the second is that Yin Zhiping has devoted himself to alchemy and cultivation in recent years, neglecting to pay attention to secular affairs, so that they are also considering changing the first seat of the three generations of disciples.

Now it's better to let Zhao Zhijing fight with him so fairly, if he wins, he will naturally be fine, and he can continue to be in front of him, if he loses, Liu Chuxuan and Tan Chuduan, among the six sons, will have the mind to mention it to Senior Brother Ma Yu.

"Well, okay then. Lu Xun paused, then agreed to come to the stage, standing firm in the middle, a blue and black robe, a tall bun wrapped around his hair, only a few strands hung down on his temples, his face was thinner, his body was jade, and he was gentle and elegant.

With a buzz, the blue light sounded, the long sword was in hand, Lu Xun played a beautiful sword flower, and arched his hand: "Senior brother, please first." ”

Zhao Zhijing saw Lu Xun's face, and then looked at Lu Xun's handsome movements, his heart was dark, but his face was not too good, so he could only remain cold: "Senior brother, come first, as a senior brother, I still need to be humble." ”

"That's good. Lu Xun nodded: "Let's make an agreement, let's compare ten moves." ”

"Senior brother wants to beat me within ten moves?" Zhao Zhijing's cold tone was full of anger.

"I didn't say that. ”

Lu Xun picked up his long sword, and a purple aura appeared above the blue light: "About three or five moves." ”

Zhao Zhijing's face immediately fell, and he snorted coldly: "Senior brother is not welcome today. Saying that, he wondered why Lu Xun said this, whether it was the original Yin Zhiping or the recently strange Senior Brother Yin, he didn't seem to be the one who could say this.

Lu Xun didn't feel anything unkind, he always felt that what he said was true.

In fact, the True Qi in his body now could only use ten moves at most.

So what he just said was not to lie to Zhao Zhijing, if he couldn't solve it in ten moves, there might not be any need to fight.

All the disciples were in an uproar, all whispering, and at this moment they didn't quite understand that Senior Brother Yin, who was usually approachable and even had no influence, would speak like this.

You must know that Senior Brother Yin has been the first one for all these years, but he has never been crazy today.

Thinking of this, they couldn't help but look at his master, Changchun Dao Renqiu.

This Changchun Taoist is also so heroic and wild on weekdays, and now they can hear the rumors that this Uncle Qiu is in the rivers and lakes, and those deeds don't sound like what a Taoist priest should do.

Qiu Chuji felt the gaze of everyone, but he was calm, not only did his face not look ugly, but faintly showed a hint of satisfaction, smiled and nodded, he has always been proud that he can accept this disciple, the only dissatisfaction is probably that Yin Zhiping's previous personality is too bland.

This may be good in cultivation, if Wang Chongyang sees it, he will probably like it very much, but in his opinion, a young man in the rivers and lakes, if he is not heroic and unrestrained, it is more displeasing than no martial arts. He liked Lu Xun's current state very much, and even felt that if Lu Xun could drink a big bowl of wine when he said the words just now, and then shatter it to the ground, he would look more like his disciple.

For this, if Lu Xun could know, he would probably think, Master, that is not arrogant, it is arrogant......

Compared with Qiu Chuji's love in his heart, among the other six sons, Liu Chuxuan and Tan Chuduan frowned, and they were slightly unhappy, how could they speak like this when they wanted to be the first seat, and they had the majesty and bearing of the first seat.

Saying that some thoughts in their hearts were a little more and more overflowing, looking at Lu Xun who had already risen on the stage, fluttering, and extraordinary, and then looking at Zhao Zhijing who was on the opposite side, they were a little suspicious, probably perhaps, Zhao Zhijing is not suitable?

Purple gas micro-movement.

Lu Xun waved his robe lightly, and a sword light broke through the air.

"Gentlemen's friends!"

Wrapped in purple gas, the long sword is light and fluttering, like a scholar brushing his sleeves, and he is very polite to invite the person to leave.

Quanzhen swordsmanship, Lu Xun has not practiced it for a while, so he can only take out the swordsmanship that he originally knew. This Ruoshui sword technique was created by himself, and he is the most familiar with it, and the power is not small, and it is also very suitable for fighting, after all, many sword moves in this set of swordsmanship are plain and bland, easy to keep hands, and do not hurt peace.

However, if you underestimate this set of swordsmanship, you will definitely suffer a loss.

Zhao Zhijing is the one who suffers.

"Brush!", Zhao Zhijing's long sword struck over.

Zhao Zhijing's true swordsmanship was extremely good, but as soon as he came up, he had the intention of underestimating Lu Xun, so when he came up, he was caught off guard by the back hand of this sword.

Immediately before he could react, Lu Xun made another sword move, "A cloth with water!" and stabbed at Zhao Zhijing's right shoulder, only to hear a sneer.

The sword broke through the robe, and the sword edged into the shoulder.

Left a small wound.

What kind of ghost sword technique is this!

Zhao Zhijing's face twitched with pain.

"Uncle Zhao didn't release the water? The four generations of disciples on the side whispered to their companions.

"Probably not, Uncle Zhao has prepared a lot for this big competition, in order to win fame in one fell swoop, how can it be waterproof?"

"That'...... How can it be just two tricks...... Defeated......" The little disciple glanced at the stage and said casually.

"Indeed, how could it be defeated in just a few moves......" The other disciples also turned their eyes to the stage, and then, they also said this sentence, and after finishing speaking, he suddenly woke up, the shock on his face was great, he turned his head to look at his companion, and couldn't help but shout: "This is really defeated?!"

Just now, just as the two of them were talking, the situation in the field changed dramatically.

Zhao Zhijing didn't have too much respite after eating a sword, Lu Xun next took out a few swords, the sword is tricky, the sword is powerful, he practices the true swordsmanship on weekdays, where have he fought with other swordsmanship, he was beaten back again and again, just a few moves later, he was forced to retreat, one carelessly, the long sword in his hand was picked out.

After a dozen or so breaths, he was defeated.

How is this possible?

These disciples of them have expected Lu Xun's strength, after all, they have shown it in the past, and they have already thought about the intensity of this competition before fighting, and they take it for granted that this time it will inevitably turn around, and it will be extremely exciting.

But they didn't want to, the peak loop turned the peak loop, but the result was that they didn't react in the end.

So fast?

Real Men ?......

They never expected Lu Xun to have such strength.

What is that swordsmanship? How have you never seen it?

Recently, did the sect hear that Senior Brother Yin had created something, could it be this sword technique? They couldn't help but think of a certain rumor in their hearts.

Three generations of disciples, Yin Zhiping has the highest qualifications.

Now it seems that this is indeed the case.

"Okay, since Zhijing's sword has flew, it is defeated, so you two can come down. Ma Yu nodded lightly, and took the lead in speaking when everyone's emotions were not yet calm.

Hearing this, Lu Xun, who had been standing still, finally couldn't bear it, his chest was surging, and he spat out blood with a 'poof', now the true qi in his body is very messy, in fact, it is not suitable for moving the true qi, he forcibly urged, it was really a little reluctant.

So after just these few moves, he couldn't hold back anymore.

"Zhiping, what's wrong with you?" Qiu Chuji stepped forward to support Lu Xun, touched Lu Xun's hand with his fingers, and after taking a breath, he frowned and said: "How can you be so nonsense, the true qi in your body is already so chaotic, and you are still fighting on stage, why don't you go down and rest quickly?"

Lu Xun wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, he didn't have the strength to laugh now, there was not much blood at all, and he needed to make up for it.

After that, Lu Xun slowly retreated under the surprised or surprised gazes of all the disciples, wanting to heal his injuries first.

And after he left, one of the seven sons of Quanzhen came out and asked Qiu Chuji: "Senior brother, do you know when Senior Brother Yin practiced such a swordsmanship? Looking at his sword path, it doesn't look like my Quanzhen swordsmanship." "The person who spoke was Tan Chuduan.

"Yes, Senior Brother, you can't ignore Senior Nephew Yin, he can't steal the swordsmanship of other sects, and our Quanzhen Sect can't do it again from six years ago. Liu Chuxuan also stepped forward and said. And what he said six years ago, everyone also knew what it was, it was the former apprentice of Zhao Zhijing, who was now defeated in the field and lost his soul, Yang Guo, who was taken up the mountain by Guo Jing.

"Dabi in the door, I don't use all the true swordsmanship, but I use other swordsmanship...... This makes me feel that Senior Brother Yin is actually a little inappropriate to sit in this first seat......"