I saw Lu Tianyang smile indifferently and called, "Shilang, you go and ask this Linghu Shaoxia for a few tricks." Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

"Yes, Master!" I saw a young man about fifteen years old come out in response, he looked ordinary and thin, his expression was indifferent, he casually pulled out the single knife at his waist, and strode into the middle of the field, ten steps away from Ling Huzhong.

Everyone was surprised, looking at the momentum of this young man's movements, at most it was only the initial strength of the martial arts level, compared to Ling Huzhong's strength after suppressing the strength, it was still 108,000 miles behind, why would Lu Tianyang send such a weak disciple to appear? Could it be that he would definitely lose if he asked himself, and he just found a disciple to do something perfunctory?

Ling Hu Zhong looked at Lu Tianyang curiously and asked, "Lu Tianyang, did you really send this young man to fight me?"

Lu Tianyang nodded at him and said with a smile: "Yes, I heard that Brother Linghu's swordsmanship is excellent, and he shouldn't have found such a little apprentice who has only learned swordsmanship for more than half a month to fight with you, but I want to let him have a long experience and let him have a goal to strive for, so I asked him to come up and ask you for a lesson or two, and I also asked Brother Linghu's subordinates to be merciful." ”

When Linghu heard that Lu Tianyang actually called him "Brother Linghu", he was stunned, but he was unconsciously a little surprised in his heart. He had heard a lot of stories about Lu Tianyang, and he admired Lu Tianyang in his heart, but because the relationship between the two factions was too poor, he didn't have a private relationship, and at this time he couldn't help but nod happily and said: "Okay, I'll let your apprentice have a long experience." ”

He turned his head and saw Shiro holding the knife in one hand, but he was a little imposing, and his expression was indifferent, and he didn't have stage fright at all.

Ling Fox was amused and asked, "What's your name?"

Juro stared at him vigilantly, like a young wolf meeting a tiger, knowing that he was invincible, but he did not flinch and beg for mercy. He clenched his grip on the single knife and replied coldly: "Xiao Shilang!"

Ling Hu pulled out his sword and said with a smile: "Okay, don't worry, I promised your master, I only let you have a long experience, and I won't hurt you." ”

Yue Xiao's face over there suddenly lengthened, and he said in a low voice: "Ling Huzhong, why are you talking so much nonsense, hurry up and clean him up." ”

Ling Huzhong scoffed at most people's words, but he was most afraid of the master, and he replied in embarrassment: "Yes." He turned to Xiao Shilang and said, "Xiao Shilang, I'm going to make a move." ”

Shiro's face still did not change, his whole body was tense, like a fox wolf ready to pounce, he said word by word: "I will not show mercy to my subordinates, I will defeat you when I have the opportunity!"

Ling Huzhong was naturally not afraid of this young man in the early stage of the martial arts level, but when he saw that his language was straightforward and upright, he was quite happy in his heart, and he smiled: "Okay, I'm waiting for you to knock you down, you can make the first move!"

Shiro didn't say anything, he took two steps forward, and with a single knife in his right hand, he made a move of "progressing and killing ghosts", and attacked Linghu in a hurry.

His knife is not fast, and the strength of the knife is not worth mentioning in the eyes of many masters, but when he slashes out, there is a vague chilling sharp knife aura, especially looking at his fearless eyes that have no worries about the success or failure of life and death, everyone even unconsciously thinks that over time, this son's achievements will be extraordinary!

Ling Hu Zhong bore the brunt of the blow, this feeling was even more obvious, he couldn't help but be secretly surprised, Lu Tianyang, a little apprentice who had only learned the sword technique for more than half a month, could have such momentum?

But to his surprise, Shiro's knife had just been shaken open, and it immediately flew back like a dragonfly in water, slashing at the fox's waist and abdomen! The swiftness of the reaction and the wonderful change of tactics made many of the sword masters present nod secretly.

Ling Huzhong couldn't help but shout: "Good knife technique!" The difference in strength between the two was too big, and Ling Huzhong still avoided this knife lightly. Shilang didn't hit the target in two moves, but he was not discouraged at all, his eyes were as calm as water, and the single knife in his hand turned into a cold man, slashing left and right, slashing up and down, and giving full play to the speed and accuracy of the "evil knife technique", it is really hard to believe that this child has only practiced the knife technique for half a month.

Linghu Chong's face was full of amazement, and he let Shiro attack, just using the simplest sword move to defend, but it was such a simple swordsmanship, and the skill used was less than one percent, and Shiro never even hit the corner of his clothes.

Ling Hu Zhong said while defending: "Xiao Shilang, just now your knife was fast, there was a flaw in the middle, if I can cut off your arm with a sword!" "This knife is good, but the turn is too urgent, and it loses its roundness." "Those who don't know think he's teaching his juniors to practice knives.

Yue Xiao's face became darker and darker, and he no longer had the intention of drinking tea leisurely, he got up and said coldly: "Ling Huzhong, what are you rubbing? Hurry up and defeat the disciples of Xia Ke Valley!"

Linghu replied again, but still didn't return the move, and let Shiro finish the full set of sword techniques, before he sighed: "Xiao Shilang, in less than ten years, I'm afraid that there are not many people in the world who can beat the knife in your hand! Be careful, I still move!" He took out a sword lightly, and then penetrated through Shilang's sword flaw, and the long sword hit the sword power in the end, "Bang!" Shilang's single knife responded and got out of his hand.

The strength of Ling Huzhong's move is extremely light, but the sword move is skillful, and everyone secretly praises it.

Shiro stayed where he was, his expression slightly gloomy: "I lost." He hugged his fist at Linghu again: "Thank you for your teaching, today's grace, Shilang remembers." He cherished the single knife, gently touched the blade, and saw that there was no gap, so he returned the knife into the sheath with confidence.

Seeing Shiro stroking the blade of the knife, there was a look of concern on his face that had been indifferent, which made Hu Zhong couldn't help but be curious: "Xiao Shilang, this knife is just an ordinary iron knife, why do you cherish it so much?"

Shiro had returned to the disciples of the Knight's Valley, and he turned around and said, "Since I practiced, it has always been with me, and it is my partner in life and death. ”

Ling Hu was stunned again, reached out and touched the rusty iron sword on his waist, and a happy smile appeared on his face: "Okay, okay! Xiao Shilang, if you want to practice the knife in the future, you can come to me at any time, as long as I am free, I will definitely accompany you!"

Lu Tianyang smiled slightly, untied the wine gourd on his waist, and threw it to Linghu: "Thank you Brother Linghu for guiding me to a pot of wine!"

Ling Hu didn't want to think about it, so he reached out and took it, and poured down the big gourd wine when he raised his head: "Good wine! Lu Tianyang, you have accepted a good disciple, which is enviable!" The wine ran down the corner of his mouth and wet his wrinkled and dirty clothes, but he didn't realize it, and the debauched appearance made some old and serious elders shake their heads. No wonder Yue Xiao didn't set up this big disciple as a candidate for the head of the family, it was true that the mud couldn't support the wall.

A disciple of the Huashan Sword Sect came up and gently pulled Ling Huzhong's sleeves: "Senior brother, don't have more dealings with the enemy, look, the master is angry." ”

Ling Hu turned his head again, and sure enough, seeing that the master's face was gloomy, he smiled, "Thank you, Lu Tianyang!" He threw the wine gourd back to Lu Tianyang and returned to the disciples of the Huashan Sword Sect.

Yue Xiao's face was like heavy frost, he snorted coldly, walked quickly to the middle of the field, stared at Lu Tianyang and said, "Lu Tianyang, don't let your disciples be embarrassed anymore, come out and compete! Your father Lu Zhiqiu fled without a fight more than two years ago, you shouldn't retreat today, right?"

In the battle of masters, there are many factors that affect the outcome of the battle, in addition to the level of martial arts and combat experience, the momentum and mentality of both sides are also extremely critical factors, Yue Xiao's last sentence shows that it is necessary to provoke Lu Tianyang to lose his breath, as long as he can't hold his breath, he is easy to be impatient and reveal flaws, with Yue Xiao's swordsmanship cultivation, a little flaw is enough for him to win.

Lu Tianyang just smiled lightly, walked slowly in front of him, and said with a disdainful expression: "Master Yue, if it weren't for the rules, you and I would both have to suppress our strength at the peak of the martial arts level, and you still dare to stand in front of me and talk to me in such a tone?"

Neither side made a move, but the invisible battle had begun.