Lu Feng watched the hostile forces sending young disciples to ask for swordsmanship, and couldn't help but sigh inwardly.
What was supposed to come finally came.
If there is any weakness in the current Qingshan Sword Sect, it must be the younger generation of disciples. Although Chen Duxiao, Mei Zisu and others have improved in strength in recent times, compared to the younger generation of the eight orthodox sword sects,
There are still many gaps among the disciples.
In addition, in the battle of Jianxu, they all suffered quite a lot of injuries.
This made the younger disciples in the sect feel somewhat disconnected.
According to the rules, Shao Shao said that seven disciples would be selected for the major forces to choose from, in order to promote the clan's prestige.
"Sect Master~send me."
Gu Lingling held her Fengwu Sword, with fighting intent burning in her eyes.
Zhuang Xiaojing echoed from the side: "Sect Master, I can do it too."
Although she gave up her old way of swordsmanship during the battle of Sword Ruins, the Swordsman Song she learned from the Moon Corpse Pendant brought her a different path of swordsmanship.
Compared to the frankness of the two women, Chen Duxiao, who was standing on one side, looked a little shy, with his head slightly lowered, as if he was afraid of being called out, giving the impression that he was timid and didn't want to show up.
"Senior Brother Chen?" Gu Lingling frowned and called out, very surprised by Chen Duxiao's performance. In the past, he was supposed to be the first to stand up on occasions like this that mattered to the honor and disgrace of the sect. Why is he running away now?
Chen Duxiao said bitterly: "Let's give the opportunity to your senior brother Mei and the others."
Mei Zisu walked out from one side, glared at Chen Duxiao with a cold face, and said angrily: "Are you humiliating me again? Do you really think that I can't defeat you because I have one arm? You don't need to give in!"
Chen Duxiao quickly shook his head and said guiltily: "Your arm was broken because of my fatigue, so what do I do..."
Mei Zisu spat angrily: "If I had known that you would end up with such a lack of fighting spirit, I shouldn't have blocked that sword for you. It would have been better for you to die there!"
Chen Duxiao surprisingly did not refute and lowered his head sadly.
Zhuang Xiaojing sighed and said: "Senior Brother Mei, let him go. He has been like this since he came back from Sword Market. There are some things that he needs to work out on his own."
Mei Zisu frowned angrily, smiled at Chen Du and shouted: "With your virtues, do you think that even Junior Sister Zhuang has to give up to me?"
Hearing this, Chen Duxiao's eyes flashed with determination for a moment, but then his eyes darkened again.
Mei Zisu was completely disappointed.
Zhuang Xiaojing also looked completely disappointed.
Lu Feng listened to the words of several people secretly, and he also did not expect that Chen Duxiao, who was originally so high-spirited, would be so frustrated after the battle of Jianxu.
It is conceivable that Mei Zisu's injury caused him multiple blows. In addition to the gratitude and guilt for saving his broken arm, he was more afraid of not knowing how to face Mei Zisu and Zhuang Xiaojing again in the future.
It can be said that in the past years, Chen Duxiao only did one thing, which was to constantly compete with Zhuang Xiaojing with Mei Zisu. Now, he dare not mention this competition again no matter what.
Even Yu Zhuang Xiaojing's feelings were deeply buried due to the hesitation in his heart, and he didn't dare to face it again, and he didn't dare to let Mei Zisu lose too much.
Under the impact of many emotions, he was depressed, listless, and had no fighting spirit. It was difficult for others to resolve such a knot, and he had to rely on himself to get through everything.
Without disciples like Chen Duxiao to come forward, and more outstanding disciples such as Mei Zisu, Xuan Yusu, Xuan Yurong, Chi Yuanqing, etc. were all seriously injured, the strength of the younger disciples of Qingshan Sword Sect could not help but drop to another level.
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In the end, only three Earth Soul Realm disciples, Zhuang Xiaojing, Gu Lingling and Li Weiyun, were sent, plus four ordinary Five Elements Realm disciples including Jiang Yingyu.
Such a lineup is indeed somewhat unbeatable in the current situation, but unfortunately, this is the strongest lineup that the Qingshan Sword Sect can put together without using Mei Zisu's injured and disabled generals.
There is no doubt that as soon as these seven people came on the stage, they received a lot of jokes and ridicules.
Yang Hua from the Tianting Sword Sect sneered unceremoniously: "I have long heard that the younger disciples of your sect are unstoppable, but I didn't expect that they are all such crooked people. These individuals alone cannot stop them.
The sword of my disciple!"
Gu Lingling said angrily: "If you don't try, how will you know you can't stop it!"
"Gong Heng!" Yang Hua ordered.
The young disciple who represented the Tianting Sword Sect suddenly raised his sword and attacked Gu Lingling fiercely.
Tian Ting - Lei Yan!
The next step was to perform the fastest and most powerful attack among the Tianting Sword Techniques.
Gu Lingling's expression suddenly became stern. Seeing the long sword covered with thunder in Gong Heng's hand, coming at him like a swift swift, his pupils could not help but widen a little.
She had seen Wan Chongshan perform this style in a sword fighting competition, and she was somewhat familiar with it. However, when Gong Heng's offensive approached, she was shocked to realize the difference between the two.
The style in front of me is by no means comparable to what Wanchongshan could achieve at the time. As far as Lei Yan, which was derived from the power of extremely gold, Wanchongshan can at best be called a little sparrow, and now, Gong Heng's attack came out of his hand.
Yes, definitely at the ferocious goshawk level.
Qi Sword——Shock the Eight Desolations!
In panic, Gu Linling swung the Fengwu Sword in her hand continuously, creating a sword energy barrier to resist Gong Heng's attack.
However, since Gong Heng had the strength of the mid-to-late Earth Soul Realm after all, with just one blow, the sword energy that shocked Bahuang was defeated on the spot.
Although Gu Lingling was only knocked back a few steps by this, the hand holding the sword had been cracked by the shock, and he was trembling tremblingly. However, Gu Lingling's eyes were still extremely firm, and the momentum he exuded was
There was also a sense of recklessness in him, with no intention of backing down at all.
"Lingling, you are no match for him, let me do it."
Zhuang Xiaojing couldn't bear to speak.
But just as he finished speaking, he suddenly felt a strong wind blowing by, and Gu Lingling's figure rushed forward again.
Her words were still echoing in his ears, "Before Senior Sister takes action, if you fail with just one move, you will bring shame on our Sword Sect!"
boom!
Although Gu Linling's timing for the second sword was good, and the Liuguang Thirteen Swords were executed skillfully, it was still resolved by Gong Heng.
Gu Lingling's figure was once again shaken back.
This time, in addition to the cracks in the tiger's mouth when holding the sword, a lot of blood also overflowed from the corners of his lips.
Zhuang Xiaojing did not stop him anymore. While he couldn't bear the pain, he glanced at Chen Duxiao with a resentful look, as if to say, 'Junior sister can fight so hard, but you, as a senior brother, just run away and don't want to face it.'
I thought it would arouse Chen Duxiao's fighting spirit, but I didn't expect that Chen Duxiao turned around sadly again.
Bang bang bang~
After a series of fierce battles, Gu Linling on the field was injured one after another by Gong Heng's sword, and his whole body was covered with many wounds.
But his momentum remained as reckless as ever, and he fought more and more fiercely, as if he had no regard for his own life.
Lu Feng watched with emotion, understanding that Gu Linngling's battle was not only to prevent many forces from despising the sect, but also to awaken Chen Duxiao's fighting spirit.
But seeing that his injuries were getting worse, he still asked Zhuang Xiaojing to stop him.
If you continue to fight, your face will be saved, but your career as a swordsman will be affected in the future.
"Leng Leng, that's enough," Zhuang Xiaojing helped Gu Lingling and said solemnly: "Next, leave it to senior sister."
"Senior sister, I..." Gu Lingling's eyes were full of pain and unwillingness.
Weakly walked towards the crowd, and when he saw Chen Duxiao, he instinctively came to help him. He couldn't help but throw away the latter's hand in disgust, obviously he didn't like Chen Duxiao's lack of fighting spirit.
Gong Heng looked at Zhuang Xiaojing who was on the stage jokingly, and said with a sneer: "Are you, the younger generation of Qingshan Sword Sect, without men? Why are all the girls coming forward? Could it be that Qingshan Sword Sect is a women's sect?"
"Stop talking nonsense, I don't need my senior brothers to take action to deal with you!"
Zhuang Xiaojing angrily waved his sleeves, creating a wave of air.
Gong Heng easily avoided it and glanced at Zhuang Xiaojing unexpectedly, "You don't use a sword? It's ridiculous. It's in vain that you, as a disciple of the Sword Sect, don't use a sword when you appear?"
Zhuang Xiaojing said with a cold face: "My sleeves are my sword!"
"This is called - Sword Song with Fluttering Sleeves!"