"Really, then let me see what kind of shame you can give me..." Ling Jing smiled faintly, holding the hilt of the sword with his left hand, and the robe in front of him fluttered slightly.
"Princess, why are you so anxious to call me here?" To the east, on the pavilion where Princess Jingchu was, a beautiful figure suddenly appeared behind the princess, and a voice as cold as a spring came from her mouth.
"Girl, you'd better see for yourself." Princess Jingchu pointed to the platform in the center of the lake.
The woman turned her head in confusion, revealing a face that was so delicate and perfect without any flaws. She was wearing a purple dress, as elegant as a fairy.
"Young... Young Master." Lian Yi opened her mouth in shock, looking at the white figure on the platform in the middle of the lake who thought about it day and night. For a moment, she felt like the world was spinning, and she was so stunned that she couldn't speak.
Princess Jingchu on the side suddenly sighed and said: "This lover of yours will really cause trouble for me. As soon as you get here, you will provoke Liu Wuxiang and Zhu Junmi at the same time."
Lian Yi was shocked. She had grown up in the capital and was no stranger to these top ten masters. She said anxiously: "Princess, did you say that the young master and Liu Wuxiang and Zhu Junmi had a conflict?"
Princess Jingchu smiled slightly and said: "Otherwise, do you think the two of them are just teaching skills together down there?"
"How could it be..." Lian Yi really couldn't understand why the young master, who was not from Kyoto, had a grudge against Liu Wuxiang and Zhu Junmi, two unfathomable masters, when he first arrived in the capital.
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Princess Jingchu stretched out her hand and pulled Lianyi to sit next to her. Seeing her frightened and worried expression, she said: "Your lover only acted to vent your anger this time. Speaking of which, this boy still treats you."
It’s very good.”
Lian Yi raised her head in confusion, and Princess Jing Chu said what Liu Wuxiang and Zhu Junmi had said before.
When she heard that Liu Wuxiang actually wanted to regard herself as the lucky winner of this Yinghua Banquet, Lian Yi's delicate Liu eyebrows frowned and said: "Princess, why does this Liu Wuxiang keep stalking me?"
Princess Jing Chu chuckled, stretched out her hand to pinch Lian Yi's cheek, and said: "Who made you grow up to be such a disaster for the country and the people? No wonder young heroes like Liu Wuxiang and Zhu Junmi will fight for you."
Lian Yi frowned again and said worriedly: "Princess, do you think the young master will not be in any danger?"
Princess Jingchu smiled faintly, but did not answer.
On the platform in the center of the lake, Ling Jing suddenly felt another gaze falling on him on the high platform at the east end. Feeling something in his heart, he raised his head and looked over there.
"Arrogant, you want to fight with me, but you dare to get distracted on the spot! I got slapped first!"
At this moment, Liu Wuxiang shouted loudly, and like a fierce horse, he suddenly came towards him, with a palm from bottom to top, flipping continuously, and hit Ling Jing's chest.
"Oh my god, I'm so angry. This guy Liu Wuxiang is really despicable." On the high platform to the south, Li Qing saw Liu Wuxiang suddenly taking action, and he couldn't help but screamed angrily.
Tang Hao on the side was much calmer than him, and said with a smile: "Brother Li, please be patient. This little trick can't help Brother Ling."
Before Ling Jing could clearly see the figure on the high platform at the east end, he felt a soft and dense palm wind coming towards him. He couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart. At this time, he couldn't think about other things anymore and immediately concentrated on it.
"Ten Thousand Flowers Sword Technique!"
The scabbard of the sword was turned in his palm, forming an airtight shield, and Liu Wuxiang fought hard.
"Bump!" A circle of water rose into the sky from the surrounding lake.
The two people's figures were instantly different, and they switched positions almost instantly. They stood at both ends of the platform, facing each other coldly.
"Not bad, you can actually catch my palm." Liu Wuxiang said lightly. He put his right hand behind his back and turned it slightly. In the lake behind him, the water suddenly started to roll.
Ling Jing smiled noncommittally and slowly unsheathed his long sword. Liu Wuxiang was secretly gathering strength at this moment. How could he not see it? However, he wanted to see how powerful the "Wuxiang Divine Palm" of the Liu family in the capital was.
Law.
"Flowers in the Mirror and Moon in the Water!"
Liu Wuxiang moved his body and shot continuously with both palms. The two palms were still in the air. Suddenly, several identical palm shadows appeared, real and fake, virtual and real, as if several arms were born at the same time, and the palms were shot out at the same time.
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On the high platform to the north, Yi Xiaolou's eyes flashed and he thought: "Liu Wuxiang hasn't really used his full strength yet. The first three levels of the Liu family's "Wuxiang Divine Palm" are still in the state of confusing reality.
The fourth level is truly colorless, without a trace, and it seems that he is still testing the boy's reality."
However, he couldn't help but look at the two people in the center of the lake more carefully at this time. He actually didn't pay much attention to the new kid, but Liu Wuxiang spent two years in seclusion and practiced the "Wuxian Divine Palm"
Having reached the fourth level, he is already a real master of the second level of artistic conception, and is a strong rival of his at this Yinghua Banquet.
"Does the virtual and the real match?" Ling Jing's expression remained unchanged. He had quite a lot of experience with this kind of fake and real moves. After all, among the various sword techniques of the Wuyue Sword Sect, the Hengshan Sect had the best reputation for "illusion".
He is quite accomplished. He is familiar with all the superior swordsmanship of the Five Mountains Sword Sect, so how could he be unfamiliar with this type of moves?
"Then I will destroy the emptiness with emptiness!"
"The Thirteen Styles of Hengshan Cloud and Mist in Thousand Changes and Illusions!"
Ling Jing flicked his wrist, and the long sword in his hand transformed into dozens of sword shadows, moving left and right, up and down, and the movements changed so wonderfully, it was like a magic trick.
"Bang bang bang!"
The sword energy and the palm wind kept colliding, and the two of them were seen fighting from left to right, from front to back, on the platform in the center of the lake, and suddenly they rose into the air and fought in the air. The moves changed so fast that it was dizzying to watch.
"This young swordsman's swordsmanship is not weak. He actually fought Liu Wuxiang to a close. Tsk, tsk, it seems we have all made a mistake."
"I didn't expect that there are such masters in our capital. Even if this guy can't beat Liu Wuxiang, he can at least be ranked among the top twenty in the capital, right?"
"I think so."
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There were constant sounds of exclamation on the surrounding platforms, but the two people on the platform in the middle of the lake had already gone through more than twenty moves in this moment.
"Thousands of swords dominate the battlefield! Mount Tai's Eighteen Plates!"
Ling Jing made two moves in a row, one move was like thousands of swords and thousands of troops. But suddenly, the sword momentum changed, and the sword moves became steeper and more dangerous. Each move seemed to be about to kill Liu.
It's like being forced into a cliff.
"It's too much to bully someone!" Liu Wulian changed his palm techniques continuously, but his expression became more and more solemn.
"Why did this boy's swordsmanship style change so suddenly? Did he try to catch me off guard? Hehe, that would be too underestimated of me, Liu Wuxiang."
Liu Wuxiang struck out with his palm, and a vast palm wind emerged out of thin air. With a "boom", the platform in the center of the lake shook slightly, and countless water columns rose into the sky from the surrounding lakes!
"The palm is like thunder!"
"The dragon attracts the phoenix!"
Ling Jing raised his long sword and changed its path again. A cold light suddenly appeared on the tip of the sword, and then it was empty, and it flew out backwards.
"Boy, I only exerted five points of strength before. Now I will show you my full strength, Liu Wuxiang." Liu Wuxiang was not in a hurry to attack at this moment. He suddenly flicked his sleeves and sneered.
Ling Jing's body is like a wild goose, with his toes just a little on the edge of the platform, steadying his body, his posture is so beautiful, he really looks like an ethereal immortal.
Many people on the surrounding platforms cheered secretly.
"Then just go ahead and take action, otherwise I'm afraid you won't have a chance." Ling Jing said with a faint smile.
"Arrogant!"
A trace of anger flashed across Liu Wuxiang's face, and he stepped forward with his left foot.
"Originally, you are not qualified to let me use the fourth level of the "Shadowless Divine Palm", but since you are seeking death, you can't blame me."
“The elephant is invisible!”
Liu Wuxiang's figure suddenly disappeared out of thin air, and the place where he stood before became empty in just a breath.
"The elephant is invisible? Is this the palm technique that can only be practiced at the fourth level of the "Shadowless Divine Palm"?" Yi Xiaolou had a stern expression on the high platform, and there seemed to be two sword rays flashing across his eyes, staring at him without blinking.
On the platform in the middle of the lake.
On the high platform at the east end, Lian Yi's hands suddenly clenched and she looked nervous.
"Brother Tang, will Brother Ling be okay?" Seeing Liu Wuxiang disappear suddenly, Li Qing couldn't help but feel nervous and asked aloud.
Tang Hao looked solemn and said: "Liu Wuxiang's two years of seclusion are indeed not a waste of time. With this move alone, he is already as good as any master of the second level of artistic conception."
"So powerful?" Li Qing's mouth twitched.
At the same time, the expressions of Liu Pinxi, Shang Tianchen, Zhu Junmi and other experts suddenly changed, with a look of solemnity on their faces.
"It's also intangible, so let's see whose intangibility is better!"
At this moment, Ling Jing suddenly closed his eyes, raised the "Emperor Dragon Ancient Sword" with his right hand, and carefully felt the movement around him.
At this moment, it was as if the whole world had stopped. In his senses, everything was empty, and even the water in the lake had stopped fluctuating.
"The Invisible Sword!"
At this moment, the "Emperor Dragon Ancient Sword" in Ling Jing's hand completely disappeared into the space, and it seemed that even his entire right arm holding the sword fell into nothingness.
There was a sudden loud noise in the void, and then a figure flew out and fell to the edge of the platform in the center of the lake, about to fall into the lake.
"Boom!"
The figure stepped on a raised boulder behind him with his feet, his eyes stern, and drops of bright red blood on his right palm flowing down between his fingers.
"Impossible, how did you find out where I was?"
Ling Jing opened his eyes and pointed his sword at the void on the right. With a "swipe" sound, the "Emperor Dragon Ancient Sword" was retracted and pointed at the ground again.
"Do you think your palm skills are flawless? It's invisible. It's just that the speed of your moves is as fast as the limit, which deceives the opponent's eyes. But in terms of speed, if you don't have talent, there may be only one person in the world who can beat it.
You can't beat me. So your trick is of no use to me."
