While walking in Qingfeng City, Chu Yan walked to the city lord's mansion without realizing it. Now it was a swordsmanship exchange meeting.
The swordsmanship exchange meeting is not about selecting troops and eliminating them through auditions. Since it has the name of exchange, it is naturally focused on exchanges. Hundreds of disciples of the sword sect compete with each other here to learn the sword. Therefore, every day the city lord's mansion
There are hundreds of duels on the central sword platform, which are very exciting.
Chu Yan, Qing Yi, and Tuo Bakuo came outside the sword platform and found a secluded place to sit down. There were two sword cultivators dueling on the sword platform. One of them was Zixia Sword Master's disciple: Feng Xi.
The other one is a disciple of the Xishan Sword Sect. Both of them are at the fourth level of the Emperor, and their swords are so bright that they reach the sky.
The disciple of Xishan Jianmen named Lu Meng has gained the upper hand, and the oppressive beauties are retreating steadily.
But just when everyone thought that Lu Meng would deliver a fatal blow to the opponent, the sword in his hand turned and suddenly failed. He took a few steps back and shook his head to himself: "Oh... I still can't get down after all.
Hands."
Immediately, he looked at the manager of the sword platform not far away: "Senior, I admit defeat in this battle."
After saying this, Lu Meng jumped down from the sword platform with a smile.
Seeing this scene, Feng Xi frowned slightly and shouted: "Stop!"
Lu Meng stopped and tilted his head to look at Feng Xi. Feng Xi said, "You won with that sword thrust just now. Why did you suddenly sheath your sword and admit defeat? Are you humiliating me?"
Lu Meng smiled bitterly: "I just don't want to kill flowers with my own hands. Besides, the purpose of swordsmanship exchange is communication, and it is not a battle of life and death. I have learned something from this battle, so there is no need to fight."
After saying that, Lu Meng left, and everyone in the audience slightly admired him: "This Lu Meng can be considered a free and easy man, with a sword in his hand, and he is free and unrestrained."
"Indeed, he has a good temperament. In his eyes, he never cares about winning or losing. There is only one thing that he cares about. No one dared to touch it before, but now, it's hard to say." Another disciple laughed.
Chu Yan looked at Lu Meng and couldn't help but think of a person, Li Xiaoyao...
Their temperaments are quite similar, they are carefree and carefree.
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"What did they just say?" Chu Yan turned around and asked.
Tuoba Kuo smiled bitterly: "Lü Meng is very famous in Qingfeng City. He is free and easy. He is a rare person who truly deserves the name of a swordsman. Back then, he made friends with his sword and traveled around the world until he later met Zhang Jiayu at the Xishan Sword Gate.
,Join Xishan Jianmen.”
Chu Yan was suddenly enlightened, and secretly sighed that the mountains and rivers were indeed so beautiful, and that they were in the Heroic Difficulty Beauty Level.
"Mr. Chu." At this moment, an ethereal voice came from the side. Chu Yan looked up and saw Zhang Jiayu strolling towards him. She was wearing a blue autumn dress today, but instead of looking bloated, she was even more cute.
Meaningful, eye-catching.
Chu Yan smiled politely and said: "Little princess."
"In the past, when I saw you fighting in Junya, Brother Chu stole the show. His swordsmanship was so superb that it put people to shame." Zhang Jiayu smiled and turned to look at the sword platform: "It's an exchange meeting now, why don't you see Brother Chu and try it out?
try?"
"Nowadays, there are countless geniuses, so I can just take a look." Chu Yan smiled calmly, Zhang Jiayu nodded lightly: "That's fine, in that case I will accompany Brother Chu to take a look."
After saying that, Zhang Jiayu sat next to Chu Yan. Chu Yan looked at Zhang Jiayu again, thinking about the rumors he had heard that she and Yang Chen had vague intentions of becoming a couple. Out of friendship, he asked: "I
I heard that the young princess and Yang Chen were very close today, what kind of person do the young princess think Yang Chen is?"
"Unparalleled talent, peerless genius." When mentioning Yang Chen, Zhang Jiayu's lips slightly raised, as if talking about herself, she was very proud: "Seeing Jun Ya for thirty thousand years, the Sword Lord only chooses two successors, the last one
He is the Lord of Fengqing City, and Yang Chen is second, and his future achievements will be limitless."
"Yang Chen's sword intention is indeed powerful. He was shocked when he saw Jun Yaxia competing with Jian Wuya that day. But if it is a lifelong event for the little princess, Chu thinks that character should be the most important thing. Yang Chen may be the successor of Jian Jun.
But I am arrogant, so I advise the young princess to think about it." Chu Yan said in a message.
Zhang Jiayu was stunned for a moment, then looked at Chu Yan strangely, and burst into laughter: "Haha, Mr. Chu, aren't you jealous because you see me and Yang Chen getting so close? But you don't need to be discouraged, Yang Chen
Although you are the successor of Sword Lord, your talent is not weak. Even if you are not as good as him, don't underestimate yourself. If you pursue me, I may agree."
"..." Chu Yan was speechless for a while. Zhang Jiayu's words sounded like comfort, but how could they not be contempt?
Zhang Jiayu said, your talent is not weak, but it is not as good as him. Of course, this is not a very high evaluation in Qingfeng City.
After all, Yang Chen's name is too loud now, he is unparalleled in the world, he is a dragon among men. When he sees the king, he looks down at the cliff and looks at his majesty. He is the second Fengqing Sword King.
"Little princess, I misunderstood. I just think that in terms of character, Lu Meng has a better temperament than Yang Chen. As for talent, Lu Meng is not weak either. He can wield a sword to the end of the world and choose a city for you to practice. You should
precious."
"Brother Chu, I understand, but it's not good to talk about others behind their backs. This is me. If I were someone else, I would think you were jealous of Yang Chen. Please don't say this again in the future." Zhang Jiayu said with a smile, but there was something in his words.
His admiration for Yang Chen is revealed everywhere.
Chu Yan frowned slightly. He was trying to persuade him because he knew that Yang Chen had not received the Sword Lord's inheritance. In addition, he had a good relationship with Zhang Jiayu. In the past, she spoke up and helped Wangfeng.
Thinking of this, he sent a message again: "Little Princess, Yang Chen is not actually the descendant of the Sword Lord!"
Zhang Jiayu looked at Chu Yan in surprise, her eyelashes blinking, as if she was waiting for Chu Yan's next words.
"In the past, I saw Jun Jun under the cliff, and I was born with a strange phenomenon. I was the one who truly realized the Sword King's inheritance."
Zhang Jiayu still looked at Chu Yan with big eyes: "So?"
"So I think that Yang Chen is an imposter and is dishonest. If the young princess chooses him, she needs to think carefully to avoid being deceived." Chu Yan said seriously.
However, at this time, Zhang Jiayu shook her head in disappointment: "Mr. Chu, I thought you were just jealous of Yang Chen, but I didn't expect that you would say such things, but I was wrong. Even if you didn't get the sword
You appreciate it, but maybe it's just a different approach, but now, you are actually humiliating others. I don't know Yang Chen's character, but your character is not that good."
Chu Yan was stunned and shook his head mockingly. He originally thought that he and Zhang Jiayu were friends, so he wanted to give a kind reminder.
For this reason, he even did not hesitate to expose the truth, but in the eyes of the other party, he became a shameful person. In this case, there was no need to say more.
"Take care of yourself, little princess." After Chu Yan said this, he stood up and wanted to leave from the battlefield.
After Chu Yan left, Lu Meng returned to the fighting platform, came to Zhang Jiayu and said lightly: "This Chu Yan is not simple, his sword charm is very strong."
"It doesn't matter if he's strong, he's just a shameful villain." Zhang Jiayu snorted coldly and shook his head in disappointment: "I helped him a few times."
"Jiayu, who messed with you?" At this moment, Yang Chen came to the sword platform, still behaved extremely politely, and smiled at Zhang Jiayu.
Seeing Yang Chen, Zhang Jiayu smiled again and said coquettishly: "It's nothing. When I met a despicable villain, he actually said that the person who inherited the sword master's inheritance was not you, but him."
Yang Chen's eyes flashed with a stern look, but he didn't show it in front of Zhang Jiayu.
"In the past, I saw Sword Lord showing off his power under Jun's cliff, but he didn't tell who the real successor was. He just happened to be there. To make Beau Beauty smile, he said it was him. It was normal. Besides, in my eyes, how do others see Sword Lord?
I don't care about inheritance, I only care about what you think." Yang Chen smiled, looking very doting, as if he really only had Zhang Jiayu in his eyes.
"Of course I believe you. I used to see you under the cliff, shrouded in royal power. Only a genius like you can be worthy of it." Zhang Jiayu said with a coquettish smile: "Don't be jealous."
"How could it be? You are beautiful and someone is pursuing you, which proves that I have good taste." Yang Chen smiled, while Lu Meng was always on the side, frowning slightly and saying nothing.
"Swordsmanship exchange, aren't you going to show yourself off?" Zhang Jiayu asked.
Yang Chen raised his head, looked at the sword platform, and showed a smile. Then his long clothes fluttered, he jumped out, holding the sword alone, and stood in the center of the sword platform.
"Today's swordsmanship exchange, Yang Chen is honored to be here to learn everyone's swordsmanship, but since the exchange is mainly about communication, is there anyone willing to come and learn from each other?" Yang Chen seemed polite, but his words revealed everything.
arrogant.
However, everyone took Yang Chen's arrogance as a matter of course. Who would let him be the heir of Sword Lord?
"Yang Chen is really doing his part. He didn't come here a few days ago, but now that he's here, he's going to fight against all the heroes."
"But he also has that ability. He is the genius of Yujian Villa and the successor of Sword Master. I am afraid that he will be the first in the swordsmanship exchange this year." People in the audience talked about it.
"Let me give it a try and learn about the inheritance of Senior Sword Lord." At this time, a disciple of the Giant Sword Sect soared into the air, holding a giant sword, and came to the fighting stage.
"Please!" Yang Chen stretched out his hand politely, but the other party was not polite and acted extremely sternly.
Emperor Yang Chen is at the fifth level and is in the same realm as Xia Fan. However, no one compares him with Xia Fan. This is just because Yang Chen is extremely powerful in terms of bloodline understanding and life soul casting. In addition, he has a sword.
Jun inheritance is a category that can no longer be measured by realm.
"Fight!" The disciple of the Giant Sword Sect held the giant sword and shook violently. The ground suddenly rolled over, forming huge waves.
The disciple of the Giant Sword Sect is also at the fifth level of the Emperor. He is extremely powerful in opening and closing. Every time he strikes, a terrifying sword energy forms around him, protecting his body.
Yang Chen did not give in much. He stepped back, using his advantage to increase the distance, and then opened his bow from left to right. There was a burst of swords in the sky, followed by countless blue birds, which were slashed at the disciples of the Giant Sword Sect.
The disciples of the Giant Sword Sect were shocked and quickly stepped back. Every step was like a flash flood and an earthquake, and the big sword in their hands kept slashing out.
However, at this moment, a fatal sword light came through the air. Yang Chen's white clothes fluttered and turned into a phantom. The next moment, the sword light shot out and turned into an endless afterimage, sweeping across the chests of the disciples of the Giant Sword Sect.
"puff!"
The disciple of the Jujian Sect looked ugly, and immediately spat out a mouthful of blood, and stepped back several steps. Then he shook his head mockingly: "Brother Yang is worthy of being the successor of the Sword Lord. Sure enough, I am convinced that I have been defeated in this battle."