Yan Lu pursed his lips and chuckled, stood up, and walked two steps forward:
"I'll challenge you."
Yan Lu always wore his sleeves rolled up when he wore clothes, but now there was no need to roll up his sleeves.
On the opposite side, Sheng Qiyi raised the giant tower and brought the sword up to Yan Lu. Seeing that no one was holding the sword for him, he frowned and asked:
"You don't use weapons?"
"Ha." Yan Lu smiled and turned his palm, revealing a jade-like texture and a clear green... sword hilt.
Well, it's just a sword hilt, with a simple and dignified shape, symmetrical about the central axis, and you can't see the beginning and end.
Then he bowed his hands to Sheng Qi and said, "Please give me some advice!"
Shengqi, a rough guy, couldn't see the mystery of this sword hilt, and his brows furrowed even more, wondering what tricks the other side was trying to play.
On the other hand, some of the people watching looked strange, as if they recognized the hilt of the sword, but no one said anything for the time being.
When Sheng Qi saw that Yan Lu really didn't want to use his weapon, he was not polite. He had never been a person who talked about martial arts. He didn't even say hello and just slashed at Yan Lu with his sword.
Fortunately, although Yan Lu looked defenseless, he was actually very alert and immediately ducked sideways to avoid the sword.
Gongsun Linglong on the side couldn't help but commented sharply when he saw this:
"What a barbarian. He started attacking without even saying hello. No wonder he is a prisoner on death row!"
To Gongsun Linglong, although Yan Lu was not as good as Zhang Liang, he was still a high-quality middle-aged handsome guy, and his status was infinitely higher than that of a rough, dark and rude man like Sheng Qi.
Therefore, it must be emphasized again that Gongsun Linglong is pure and unpretentious - she clearly follows her three views and follows her five senses, regardless of her camp stance.
However, Shengqi didn't care about an ugly girl's whining, and was concentrating on attacking Yan Lu fiercely.
The heavy and huge giant was like cardboard in his hands. He moved freely with every move, attacking quickly and fiercely, going all out, not caring at all about Yan Lu's 'unarmedness'.
Faced with Sheng Qi's series of menacing sword strikes, Yan Lu just dodged blindly, dodging and leaping all the way, either retreating or turning sideways. Although he was wearing complicated robes, it did not affect his movements at all.
After Shengshichi slashed hard, the only thing injured in the end was the floor of the kendo hall.
It had only been a few rounds of the fight, and the area in the middle had already been smashed into a state of disarray.
After another heavy blow, Yan Lu retreated to avoid it. The two stood facing each other. Sheng Qi reminded him sternly:
"If you don't draw your sword, you will be in danger!"
Yan Lu smiled the whole time and replied harmoniously, "The sword is already in your hand, be careful!"
After finishing speaking, Yan Lu turned his wrist, and the light and shadow around the hilt of the sword in his hand seemed to change faintly.
Shengqi didn't notice this, or it was impossible for a normal person to notice it, so he swept over with his sword as usual.
This time, Yan Lu did not dodge, and stepped forward to meet him. When he was about to touch the edge of the giant sword, he lowered his waist and at the same time waved the hilt of the sword backhand towards Sheng Qi's waist.
A moment later, the two of them passed each other.
Shengqi slowly turned around, looked down at the small wound on his ribs, and said in a deep voice, "Your sword... is very weird."
Yan Lu pointed the hilt of the sword diagonally at the ground and replied with a smile:
"The sword in my hand is called Hanguang. It is indeed something special."
As soon as these words came out, it was regarded as confirming some people's speculations.
The Hanguang Sword has a very famous name. Even Gongsun Linglong, who didn't know much about famous swords in the world, immediately remembered its origin when he heard the name.
One of the three swords of Emperor Shang recorded in "Liezi Tang Wen" is said to be three magical weapons passed down from ancient times. One is Hanguang, the other is Chengying, and the other is Xiaolian.
Later, it was collected by Kong Zhou during the Spring and Autumn Period, so it was also called the Kong Zhou Sword.
Those that contain light cannot be seen, they do not know what they are touching, they are indistinct, and they pass by things without being aware of them.
The one who bears the shadow is looking at it from the north at dawn and dusk. It seems that there is something there, but its shape is not recognized. When it touches it, there is a faint sound, and it is not fast when passing by the object.
Those who practice at night will see shadows but not light during the day, and see light but not form at night. When they touch objects, they will pass by quickly, follow the passing by and join together, and they will feel sick but not bloody.
The three swords are divided into three grades: upper, middle and lower. The upper grade contains light, the middle grade bears shadow, and the lower grade bears light.
The more defective the product is, the easier it is to be seen by ordinary people.
In low-grade night exercise, you can see shadows during the day, bright lights at night, and a faint feeling when you touch it.
For medium-grade shadows, you can only observe the fleeting shadow when day and night alternate. There is no feeling when you touch it, but there is a slight sound.
The highest quality Hanguang has no shape or shadow, no feeling when you touch it, and no feeling even when you use it. It is almost non-existent.
Therefore, although all three swords of Emperor Shang are difficult to observe with the naked eye, only Hanguang is regarded by the world as a truly invisible sword.
Of course, the content recorded in "Liezi" is just an exaggeration to serve the thoughts that the author wants to express. In fact, the three swords of Emperor Shang are not that outrageous.
Although Hanguang is invisible and has almost no light or shadow, its edge can still be felt by people, but it needs to be relatively sensitive.
Otherwise, Shengqi's life would be more than just a small hole in his ribs.
Fusu looked at the jade sword hilt in Yan Lu's hand and smiled.
He had long known that this famous invisible sword was in Yan Lu's hands, but this was the first time he saw it with his own eyes... well, although there wasn't much that could actually be seen.
At the bottom, Zhao Gao looked at Yan Lu with obscure eyes, thinking secretly in his heart:
Luo Wang has been looking for this sword for so many years, but he didn't expect it to be in the hands of Confucian... What is the origin of this Yan Lu?
Zhao Gao couldn't help but feel excited when he thought that there was almost no information about Yan Lu inside the net.
Although the Hanguang Sword had been missing for a long time when he took charge of Luowang, Luowang's archives still contain information about the previous sword master of the Hanguang Sword.
This is also the reason why he has been pursuing the lightsaber all these years.
A sword is not important, but the people, things, and things involved with this sword are very important. After the death of the previous Hanguang Sword master, Luo Wang never got what he wanted.
At this time, Duke Nan of Chu on the side stroked his beard and said:
"Yan Lu's Hanguang ranks sixteenth on the sword manual."
Gongsun Linglong was stunned when he heard this and asked curiously, "Is this sword actually ranked in the sword manual? Why have I never noticed it?"
Even if she didn't care about famous swords like her, she would occasionally look at Feng Hu's rankings of sword manuals, but she had never noticed the existence of Hanguang.
Sixteen...this ranking is not low!
"Hehehe..." Chu Nanggong responded with a smile, "Maybe this sword is just like its appearance, and it is difficult for others to notice."
"And this was the ranking many years ago. Since the first time it was on the list, Hanguang has been ranked sixteen."
"Over the years, famous swords have come and gone, but Hanguang's ranking has never changed."
It is indeed stable. Even if swords such as Benlei Qingguang accidentally enter the sword manual, only other swords will change their rankings. However, Hanguang sits firmly at sixteen, neither rising nor falling.
"Why is this?" Gongsun Linglong couldn't help but curiously asked after listening.
"Hehe, because its sword master has never won a victory in the world."
"Ah! Ah?" Gongsun Linglong was shocked at first. She didn't expect the Hanguang Sword Master to be so powerful. Then she realized that Chu Nangong meant no victories, not no defeats, and she fell into astonishment again.
I've never won a fight... What kind of useless swordsman is this?
At this time, Shengqi made another move.
Hearing a shout, Sheng Qi directly threw the giant sword in his hand high, and then slapped the hilt of the giant sword that was at the height of his chest with a palm.
With a cry, the giant tower shot straight towards the opposite door like an arrow from a string.
His face remained calm on the road, with a smile on his lips, he jumped slightly, stood on tiptoes and leaned on the giant tower that flew through the air, and rushed towards Shengqi in a horizontal direction, with an invisible light in his hand extending straight from his chest.
Seeing this, Shengqi immediately used his backhand to grab the chain wrapped around the giant sword grid. The iron chain tightened instantly, and then the forward momentum of the giant sword stopped abruptly, and he immediately spun back to the original path at the same speed.
Hearing the whistling sound of wind coming from behind, Yan Lu immediately exerted force on his waist, twisted his body into a subtle arc in mid-air, and turned on his back to just close to the side of the giant tower to avoid the attack.
At the same time, the light in his palm flew out and was held by the other hand. He took advantage of the situation and slashed the sword towards Shengqi with his backhand.
Shengqi caught the flying Juque with one hand, and blocked the path of Yan Lu's sword swing with the other hand. Invisibly, sparks flew from the circles of iron chains wrapped around Shengqi's wrist.
After the sword failed, Yan Lu swept back with another sword and went straight to Shengqimianmen.
Although the blade could not be seen, the feeling of sharpness was unmistakable. Shengqi immediately bent down and lowered his head to avoid the invisible blade.
Even so, a strand of hair on the back of his head was cut off and fell to the ground.
Immediately afterwards, Sheng Qi counterattacked with a backhand swing of his sword. Yan Lu ducked close to the side and quietly changed sides with Han Guang in his hand, launching the attack again.
The invisible blade mixed with the invisible sword energy completely enveloped Shengqi.
Shengqi is not a vegetarian either. Even though he cannot see anything, his perception is extremely sharp and he can always avoid invisible attacks just right.
Although he looks tall and muscular, Sheng Qi is not as flexible as Yan Lu. He can lower his waist, step back, turn over and jump sideways without any lag, and even in a close fight, he does not lose at all.
In the blink of an eye, the two exchanged hands with each other more than a dozen times.
Following Sheng Qi's series of sword-swinging attacks, Yan Lu began to retreat, and the two of them separated for the time being.
Holding the sword hand behind his back, Yan Lu looked at the giant tower in Sheng Qi's hand and praised it with a smile:
"Wearing a copper cauldron and being forged by iron, Juque's sword score ranking was no more than 200 when he debuted. In just over ten years, he climbed to the twelfth place. The Black Swordsman is indeed well-deserved!"
Hearing this, Shengqi glanced down at the broken chain at his wrist and replied in a deep voice:
"You can withstand the giant tower's offensive and cut off the chain bracers. Your sword is fast and accurate enough!"
"It's a pity that it's not powerful enough to kill people!"
Obviously, Sheng Qi was not as polite as Yan Lu. Although he praised Yan Lu in return, it was not much, just a little bit.
In response, Yan Lu replied calmly, "We are just opponents, not enemies."
"Huh! Is there any difference?" Sheng Qi asked with a cold hum.
Gu Xun couldn't help curling his lips and complained:
"So the empire can't find a few serious swordsmen?"
"The Six Sword Slaves in the past and the Black Swordsmen now are one of them. Do they know how to sword?"
"How about swords? I think they are very good at wielding swords!"
"Have you never read Liezi? Is the Hanguang Sword a murderous sword?"
Gu Xun's rants amused the Confucian disciples on the side, but made Sheng Qi angry.
What he was most unhappy with was that Gu Xun could scold him casually, but he could only listen and accept it, and could not talk back, or even glare at him - he might die if he tried.
This kind of helplessness is most uncomfortable for the arrogant and conceited Shengqi.
However, he could not vent his anger on the person involved, so he could only pour out his anger on Yan Lu.
However, we must first solve the problem of the invisible light sword.
Not being able to see the blade of the sword is always a problem.
The key to making the lightsaber appear is light!
Shengqi glanced at the skylight on the roof of the kendo hall, and having a plan in his mind, he stepped forward and swung the giant sword again, and smashed it at Yan Lu.
At this time, Yan Lu resumed his previous avoidance posture, blindly dodging and blocking without taking the initiative to take action.
As the two chased and dodged, Yan Lu fell right under the skylight as planned by Sheng Qi.
The bright white sunlight projected down from the window, splashing on Yan Lu's body, reflecting a round shadow, and the sword with light became extremely clear at this time.
Just when Sheng Qi was about to take the opportunity to continue attacking, Yan Lu pursed his lips and smiled, waved his hand with a sword flower, and finally placed the lightsaber upright on his chest.
The soft sunlight shone on the invisible sword blade, as if some strange reaction had occurred. As Yan Lu shook the sword body and raised Hanguang high, sword shadows immediately appeared around him.
Then he waved his sword again, and the number and scope of the sword shadows further expanded. Rows, rows, and circles surrounded all the spaces around Yan Lu in a tight and orderly manner, as if they were in a still state, and as if they were in a state of stillness.
Moving slowly.
Sheng Qi didn't know what Yan Lu was doing, and subconsciously wanted to interrupt him. Just as he was about to make a move, he saw sword shadows all over the sky suddenly rushing towards him.
These phantoms were intangible, not sword energy, and had no lethality. However, at this moment, an astonishing light and shadow erupted, which stung Sheng Sheng's seven eyes with severe pain, making it impossible to open them.
In the eyes of onlookers, this was the perfect opportunity for Yan Lu to fight back.
Then, to the surprise of many people, he retreated and distanced himself, with no intention of taking advantage of the situation to launch an attack.
This scene was beyond the expectations of many people, but it also made them understand immediately - after all, he is a humble Confucian gentleman, and it is normal for him to not be able to sneak attack while others are in danger.
Only those who are truly familiar with Yan Lu understand that this has nothing to do with being a gentleman - and this is not a sneak attack!
It's just that Yan Lu has such a temper. He also said just now that this is a competition and not a fight. Moreover, the edge is concealed and not revealed, which is the true nature of the lightsaber!
Sheng Qi, whose eyes had calmed down, had no time to think about whether he was a gentleman or not. Without stopping for a moment, he directly swung his sword to kill him.
The two began to quarrel again.
Shengqi attacks, Yan Lu defends.
Anyone with a discerning eye can see that in the face of Sheng Qi's continuous attacks and Juque's domineering power, Yan Lu and his Hanguang have been completely suppressed.
However, despite this, Shengqi has found it difficult to make any progress. It can suppress but cannot restrain, and there is no sign of winning.
Xiao Meng, who had been meditating with her eyes closed, opened her eyes at some point. Her gray eyes stared at Yan Lu, whose figure was moving unsteadily, and seemed to be interested.
