"Senior Brother Lin Chuyun: In the first battle of the martial arts test conference, you and I intersected more than 100 rounds of swordsmanship, and then ended in your failure, now I know that you are not convinced, and you have repeatedly provoked each other with words, as a senior brother, I will give you the opportunity to fight, about a month later, I will fight with you again, limited to thirty rounds, if you fail again, beware of being convinced, right and wrong, see you in a month, hereby write this battle - Lu Zhijing. ”

The words on the war book can be described as eye-catching.

"It's clear that you want to regain face, and you said that I didn't accept you, and you posted the battle book to show the public, it was originally just a matter between you and me, but now the whole disciple hall knows about it, Lu Zhijing, Lu Zhijing, not only to defeat me, but also to disgrace me in front of everyone, it's really too deceitful. Lin Chuyun said indignantly in his heart.

"Chu Yun, why did you offend that Lu Zhijing?" Zhang Tianpeng also asked after seeing the battle book.

Lin Chuyun shook his head and said helplessly: "Eh, I can't tell you clearly, I just met him in Qingwutang, and I said a few words, but I didn't expect him to really write a war letter, the reason is not that I walked with me for more than a hundred rounds at the disciple's martial arts test meeting that day, and I felt that I had made him lose face, and now I want to get it back, and I want to move the people so much, I can't wait for everyone in Lingyun Mountain to know." ”

"Huh, what are you going to do?" asked Zhang Tianpeng.

"What else can I do, the cowhide is blown down, and I have to be beaten with a thick face, but Lu Zhijing's eyes are so small, if he wants to be defeated in front of so many people, he will definitely humiliate me greatly afterwards, so that I can't raise my head in the disciple hall from now on, and I won't be willing to think about it." Lin Chuyun still sighed helplessly.

"Is there no other way?"

"What else can be done, in a month's time, we have all seen Lu Zhijing's swordsmanship, this competition, there is no limit of internal force, he must be like a tiger with wings, even more rampant, thirty rounds, it is difficult to do it." ”

"Otherwise, just apologize to him now, it's better than being beaten by him in a month and having to be humiliated by him!" Zhang Tianpeng said.

"No, no, resolutely no, manly husband, if you lose, you lose, you admit defeat before you start, I can't do it, besides, I just said everything I had to say in Qingwutang, and now I admit my mistake again, wouldn't it make me slap myself in the face? No, no, absolutely not. As he spoke, Lin Chuyun looked towards the war book, preparing to write his name on it.

"Bring a pen!" Lin Chuyun shouted, and someone handed over a pen from the side. Lin Chuyun took it, and the tip of the pen was about to touch the battle book.

He was a little hesitant in his heart, he was in a dilemma, he didn't sign it, he would be defeated and humiliated sooner or later, and if he didn't sign it, he would lose face right now. As he pondered, the tip of the pen hung in the air.

"I didn't expect you Lin Chuyun to hesitate in the face of challenges?"

Lin Chuyun turned his head and saw that it was Han Yang.

He continued: "I think you weren't like this when you faced the three-day appointment with me!"

Lin Chuyun looked at him, he didn't know whether he was encouraging or sarcastic, his heart was horizontal, the tip of the pen fell, and with a wave of the pen, he wrote three big characters on the battle book: Lin Chuyun.

"Good, good!" everyone cheered, clapping their hands.

For them, the boring cultivation life has a new attraction and excitement.

As for Lin Chuyun, how to spend the next month, he has not yet counted in his heart.

"Believe in yourself, you've created miracles more than once!" Lin Chuyun heard Han Yang whisper to him as he walked past Han Yang.

Suddenly hearing Han Yang say this, Lin Chuyun was a little confused, and he didn't know how to answer, so he had to be silent, nodded slightly at him, and walked away in silence.

He pulled Zhang Tianpeng and said, "Let's go, follow me to practice swords." ”

The two of them practiced the seventy-two moves of the Lingyun Divine Sword one by one, and some of the tricks were greatly reduced due to insufficient internal strength, Lin Chuyun was anxious, but he was helpless. He knows that martial arts are a step by step, and if you want to hurry, you can't reach it, but now the next month is like a white horse, and in the blink of an eye, he will face Lu Zhijing's oppression, and the boss in his heart is unhappy.

"Chu Yun, don't be anxious, swordsmanship is a kung fu that has been accumulated over time, not a day's work, and it's useless for you to be anxious. Zhang Tianpeng said.

Lin Chuyun couldn't say anything, so he could only nod helplessly and said, "Come again!"

It wasn't until the evening that Lin Chuyun returned to his bedroom and practiced swordsmanship for a day, but he still didn't make much progress, but he felt bored in his heart, and his left hand couldn't help rubbing on his chest.

This touch touched the thin pamphlet on his chest.

Ghost Sword Technique.

He has always carried this booklet with him, and he also wanted to learn the exquisite swordsmanship after thinking about it, but he has been confined to the sentence that the sword ghost Jiang Beihe often rings in his heart: Stealing from a teacher to learn art is an act of betraying the master and deceiving the teacher and destroying the ancestors. It has always been hidden on his body, and he has never dared to open it and study it carefully.

And at this moment, he has come to a crossroads where he must make choices in life.

If he learns the "Ghost Sword Technique" and is seen by Lu Zhijing, sooner or later he will inevitably suffer a disaster, or even die; if he doesn't learn, he will be humiliated by Lu Zhijing, and life is worse than death, he once had the same confusion when facing Han Yang, but at that time, he had no choice, at this time, he had to make a choice.

Suddenly, a voice slowly rose in his heart: Instead of being humiliated by Lu Zhijing, it is better to give it a go, even if he dies, he will die brightly.

That's right, for so many years, he has an obsession that has been haunting his heart: I want to be stronger!

This may be an opportunity given to him by God.

So, he slowly took out the booklet from his arms, looked at the three words "Ghost Sword Technique" written by the three small compilations on the cover, and his heart was agitated.

He, Lin Chuyun, finally turned the first page of the ghost sword technique on this dark and windy night.

He didn't start practicing, but carefully studied the swordsmanship contained above, every trick and every style of subtlety, all over in his mind, suddenly, there was a sword move called Shanyin Yushi, which made his heart move, some of the tricks of this move, and the wind fluttering ten thousand points in the Lingyun Divine Sword This move has some similarities, he suddenly thought:" That's right, I can turn some of the subtle tricks in the ghost sword trick into the Lingyun Divine Sword, only in some of your wonderful key points, I still make the Lingyun Sword Technique, but it is also integrated into the essence of the Ghost Sword Technique, not to mention that my own sword technique has been improved, and no one knows about the Ghost Sword Technique, which can not only magnify the Lingyun Divine Sword, but also live up to the trust of the sword ghost Jiangbei Crane Old Man, and most importantly, he can have the opportunity to fight against Lu Zhijing, and from now on, he will not be bullied. ”

Thinking of this, his heart was filled with a big white idea, and the "Ghost Sword Technique" was his life-saving benefactor.