Sima Zanshan waited for Wen Lu to draw out his sword and get ready, and asked deliberately, "Is the girl ready?"

Wen Lu saw that he was so polite to him, and he felt quite comfortable, where did he think that as soon as she nodded "um", she saw Sima Zanshan suddenly draw her sword and fly towards her, first, she hadn't come back to her senses, and second, Sima Zanshan's hand was too fast and too sudden.

The three of them looked at it and raised it to their chests in one breath, but their hearts were raised in their throats, and they were just about to shout, but the tip of the sword of "that kid" had already stopped in front of Wenlu's throat.

At this moment, everyone was dumbfounded, and what Wuxuan thought in his heart was: After all, he is still a young man!

Wu Nian scolded in his heart: This bastard boy is too rude!

Many people are in a state of blank mind.

Sima Zanshan smiled: "Girl, do we still use comparisons?"

If it was a little girl with a more tender skin, she would have cried and cried a long time ago, but this realm is so far from the realm where Wenlu is located.

Seeing that Wen Lu's face was only a little red just now, but it was a little red and bright at the moment, I saw her gritting her teeth and said, "Of course you have to compare!" Although she tried her best to control her emotions, she was still only an eighteen-year-old young man, and everyone still felt the anger of this usually quiet little girl, although the fire burned a little inexplicably.

Before Wen Lu finished speaking, he swung his sword away from the damn sword that "threatened" him, and attacked Sima Zanshan, who was a little stunned.

To say that Wen Lu is worthy of everyone's background and identity as a famous disciple, although he is angry, his sword moves are not chaotic, but he is a little ruthless, not only using the swordsmanship of the Chengwu faction, but also using the swordsmanship of the Wen family.

Although she tried her best to seize the initiative and look for opportunities to break through Sima Zanshan's defense, the gap between the two was too obvious, and the result was that she had been pinned down, while Sima Zanshan had always seemed to be at ease.

At first, Sima Zanshan also dealt with it with the mentality of respecting the opponent, but the light reaction of the two was not at the same level at all, if Wen Lu was as attentive to defense as Hu Yuanzhen at the beginning, it might still make him a little interested, but after seeing Wen Lu perform a few quite exquisite sword moves, the result was also dodged by him effortlessly, he couldn't help but desert in his heart, this distraction, he noticed the movements and expressions of everyone around him, he found that even if he didn't look at Hu Yuanzhen and them, he knew what they were like now, he was wondering if this was related to last night's comprehension, so he wanted to close his eyes and feel it, Verify whether the surrounding layer of clouds is working, but doing so may make people feel that there is no one in his eyes, he thought about it for a while: Hmph, the most important thing is to practice, the Wuxuan Dao Master should be able to understand himself, and others don't have to scruple.

So next, Wen Lu saw that Sima Zanshan actually closed his eyes under her constant attacks, and soon after closing it, he showed a comfortable expression, which was tantamount to a huge humiliation for Wen Lu, who had always been regarded as the proud daughter of heaven by his peers.

When most people encounter this situation, they will feel that this person is too blind, especially Wen Lu at this moment, she admits the gap between herself and Sima Zanshan in her heart, but she can't bear to be looked down upon by him.

But then, although she attacked hard and exhausted all her subtle tricks, she still slowly found that she was turning into a clown, because Sima Zanshan not only closed her eyes at the moment, but also no longer used light skills to dodge like just now, just like that, every attack of her was still blocked by Sima Zanshan.

Gradually, Wen Lu began to feel that the breath in her body was a little sluggish, but she didn't dare to stop, she couldn't imagine how so many fellow brothers and sisters would see herself if she admitted defeat like this, she grew up, whether at home or when she came to Chengwu and entered Zhongxiu Palace, she has always been loved and praised by her elders, and her self-esteem does not allow her to choose to admit defeat.

Just when her footsteps and sword moves began to appear incoherent, her heart was about to be sad, but there was a force coming from the sword, bridging the intermittent breath in her body, making her every attack become round and free, this kind of experience, she had never done before, she knew that this kind of realm belonged to another person, no matter what move she made, the person in front of her could actually use the sword to guide herself to turn around and naturally connect the next move, he seemed to have insight into her mind.

This made her feel that the two of them were not competing with swords at the moment, but as if he was carefully instructing her on the correct use of each sword move, and she secretly felt that the two of them were dancing a dance, a beautiful, smart and touching sword dance.