She couldn't even bear to hurt the monsoon. But in this way, it will break his heart even more. Thinking of this, Lu Shihan clenched the sword in his hand.

Monsoon staggered a few steps, and he remembered what Xuan Xuanzi said to him before his death: "Your advantage is only in speed." ”

He knew he couldn't even gather his energy. The only thing that can be done is a little bit of speed. And what's the use of these. Yes, let's take a breath again! Not to mention, at least I can still stand......

A blue figure shot out sharply, flashing around Lu Shihan. Suddenly, the entire ring was swept by a violent wind, all caused by the high-speed movement of the monsoon. Lu Shihan was dressed in white, dancing in the wind, like a dream, her dress was close to her delicate body, and her figure was even more charming. I don't know how many people in the audience have nosebleeds.

In the midst of the raging winds, the sound of swords colliding was heard from time to time. It was the sound of the monsoon's sword colliding with Lu Shihan's scabbard.

It was only then that the monsoon began to be noticed. In their hearts, of course, they hope that Lu Shihan, who is as beautiful as a fairy, can win. And Monsoon, who has long been regarded by them as a villain who is against the beauty, is looking forward to him losing soon.

Yue Haizhuo was surprised: "What? Monsoon, this kid, when did he practice so fast. ”

Xiao Lanyu's face was a little gloomy, and he said, "This kid's name is Monsoon? He reminds me of an old man." ”

Yue Haizhuo looked at it carefully for a long time, and his heart flickered. I only felt that Ji Feng's divine consciousness at this time was extremely similar to that of a person, and he said carefully: "What Brother Lan Yu said is ......?"

Monsoon originally wanted to use high-speed movement to dazzle the opponent, surprise and attack him. Unexpectedly, in front of Lu Shihan, it didn't play much role.

Facing the monsoon that was moving at high speed around him like a tornado, Lu Shihan's eyes turned sharply. Immediately, the wind was born under his feet, and a sword stabbed out at a gallop, facing the position where the monsoon would appear in the next moment.

The "Qiang" monsoon stopped. The sword in his hand was suppressed by Lu Shihan's scabbard, and it was difficult to enter half an inch.

"Good!" the audience from all sides shouted. is not only because of Lu Shihan's strong martial arts, but more importantly, attracted by her beauty.

Although Yue Shanchuan is a disciple of Sihaizhuang, he is also applauded again and again. For one, the monsoon is his mortal enemy. Second, he has long admired Lu Shihan in his heart.

Ji Feng's arm shook, and the sword came out of his hand, spinning on Lu Shihan's scabbard, straight towards his arm. It is expected that Lu Shihan will either draw his sword or abandon his sword. Otherwise, the arm is not protected.

Who knows, she actually gathered her qi in the scabbard and burst into force. The monsoon's sword flew out, and another sword stabbed at him.

Ji Feng's face changed drastically, and he forgot for a moment that the other party was a master of the fifth stage of the Qi Gathering Realm. With a sudden leap of his feet, he jumped into the air and caught the sword. Lu Shihan chased after him and swung his sword. Monsoon leaned sideways and met it with a horizontal knife, but was forced to the edge of the ring.

Only then did he realize that his skills were not as good as Lu Shihan. Even the speed that he is good at can't take much advantage. We have to think of a way now.

Another burst of sword light, although the monsoon was losing and retreating, it retreated in an orderly manner, and it was difficult for Lu Shihan to defeat it for a while.

"I didn't expect to see such a wonderful game in this first round of competition. It's really worth the trip!" Xiao Lanyu had a smile on his face, but he was very dissatisfied in his heart. Because Lu Shihan is his personal disciple, he is talented and intelligent, and he has won his true inheritance. In the internal selection competition of Wenjian Mountain, he easily won the first place. I didn't expect that on this day, the martial arts will make its debut for the first time, and I couldn't take the other party for a long time.

Xiao Lanyu suddenly glanced at Yue Haizhuo, the face full of smiles was really incomprehensible. "It is said that this teenager named Monsoon lost the first game of the Sihaizhuang qualifier, and if someone hadn't given up his spot, he wouldn't have been able to play. How many masters are still hidden in Sihai Village?"

In the ring, Monsoon is losing ground, but its route back seems rather bizarre. When he retreated to the edge of the ring, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and it seemed that there was a way. I saw him sweep through the sword qi and jump into the air to dodge. deliberately placed the body horizontally, and it was expected that the opponent would definitely raise his sword and slash. Because in the air, it is extremely difficult to change direction, and it is definitely difficult to dodge the attack at this time.

I saw that Lu Shihan really flew into the sky, and the scabbard in his hand turned into a flying rainbow. For a while, the sword qi was fierce, and the human sword merged into one, approaching the monsoon.

At this moment, Monsoon relied on his extraordinary light skills to flip upside down in the air with one move, forcibly changing his position in the air. With a sharp kick to the scabbard, a sword with a flickering cold light was kicked out. Ji Feng finally saw the true face of this sword, the sword body was crystal clear, smooth and shiny, like a mirror.

Lu Shihan's face sank. I wanted to fight the last battle and draw this sword again. Unexpectedly, in this first round, it was forced out of the sheath.

With the help of air superiority, Monsoon drew his sword and slashed down. Although the exercises are insufficient, with the gravity of the fall, it also adds a bit of power.

Lu Shihan has five fingers, and luck is in the palm of his hand. The sword seemed to sense, spun in a circle in the air, and flew back into her hand.

As soon as he started, the sword qi soared. A sword aura as cold as winter instantly filled the entire martial arts training ground. Countless people feel suffocated. With this terrifying sword aura, Lu Shihan swung his sword upwards violently.

The two swords collided, and Monsoon's sword was easily cut off, and the shortcomings were clean and neat, but the opponent's sword was not injured at all.

"What!"

At this time, Monsoon's face could no longer tell whether it was surprise or horror.

Yue Haizhuo's face was calm, and he seemed to have known the ending for a long time: "I didn't expect Brother Lan Yu to pass on this 'Butterfly Rain Sword', which ranked seventh in the sword spectrum, to her. If so, I have high hopes for it!"

The monsoon sword was broken, and there was no way to retreat, so he used a move to catch the blade empty-handed.

Immediately, the audience was amazed, and Xiao Lanyu was even more dumbfounded: "The Butterfly Rain Sword is extremely sharp, coupled with the extremely fast swordsmanship of the poem, how can it be caught by flesh and blood!"

Yue Haizhuo: "Okay! ha"

Hearing Yue Haizhuo's laughter, Xiao Lanyu looked at him in surprise. For a moment, I just felt that this boy called Monsoon was not so simple. Although he does not know how to cultivate internal strength, his body method is by no means a talent that can be cultivated by Sihaizhuang, which is known for its strength.

Lu Shihan's apricot eyes widened, and the cherry mouth opened widely, especially surprised. The Butterfly Rain Sword in his hand has always sharpened iron like clay, and I don't know how many divine blades have been destroyed. It's unbelievable that they're being caught with their bare hands.

At this time, the monsoon was already sweating profusely. Because of the move of empty-handed pick-up, the danger factor is extremely high. It is necessary to use flesh and blood against steel. So in terms of angles, the requirements are extremely high. If there is a half-point pool, the palm of the hand will be halved on the spot. What's more, this can only deal with some ordinary enemies, ordinary weapons.

Today's Lu Shihan has won the swordsmanship of the sword saint himself, and his sword is like light and electricity. It is the Butterfly Rain Sword ranked thirty-third in the Hundred Soldiers List, the blade is abnormally sharp, and the iron is like clay. If you want to catch this sword, it is as difficult as climbing to the sky. If you are not careful, your hands will be wasted.

Just when everyone praised Monsoon's martial arts, a wisp of blood overflowed from between his palms and slid down the body of the Butterfly Rain Sword.