Tong Xuan was very gentlemanly and only used one sword, "Since we are sparring, Tong Xuan will fight Miss Lin with this Yang Dao."
Yin Yang knife, one Yin knife and one Yang knife.
Lin Jun didn't carry a sword with him, so he borrowed one from a young master who had a sword on his waist, and said to Tong Xuan: "Master Tong Xuan, please."
"I am a man, please make the first move, Miss Lin." Tong Xuandao.
Lin Jun said lightly: "If I make a move, you won't have a chance to make a move."
Tong Xuan smiled, thinking that Lin Jun was dissatisfied with the difference between men and women, so he said: "It doesn't matter, although Tong is ranked in the middle and lower reaches of the Tiger List, he still has some strength, please Lin Jun
Miss, please take action."
Hearing this, Lin Jun no longer refused. He raised his hand, unsheathed his sword, and with a buzz, sixty-four air swords hung in the air, "Please accept the move."
Not only Tong Xuan, but also Yu Wencheng's expression also changed suddenly. People around him were also talking a lot, saying that Lin Jun had the demeanor of Daxia Lin in previous years.
"go!"
As soon as the sword swung, sixty-four qi swords suddenly rushed towards Tong Xuan, standing around him. The latter had no chance to take action. Many important parts such as the top of the head, throat, heart, and back of the head were threatened.
Helplessly letting go of the hand holding the knife, Tong Xuandao said: "I lost."
"Accept." Lin Jun said politely.
The Sword Classic is an obscure skill that is easy to learn but difficult to master. It is easy to get started, but after reaching a small level of success, it is difficult to make further progress. Lin Su once told her that once the Sword Classic is completed, there will not be many people on the Tiger List.
As for her opponent, these words are not random nonsense.
It is different from the Sword Sutra that is upgraded based on the value of good and evil. If you practice steadily step by step, when you reach perfection, you will probably be able to reach the pinnacle of martial arts, that is, the ultimate realm. The premise is that there are no gaps in your practice.
Tong Xuandao: "Miss Lin is worthy of being the direct descendant of Daxia Lin. With such skill, she is worthy of being ranked among the best."
Lin Jun returned the sword without saying anything. He held Lin Su's hand and walked out of the pavilion. The annoying voice came from behind again: "Wait a minute."
Yu Wencheng said: "Miss Lin, Tong Xuan is not the most powerful person in the Yuwen family. If Miss Lin has any doubts about martial arts, Yu Wencheng is willing to recommend one or two to my grandfather."
As soon as he said this, the whole crowd burst into laughter.
"Yu Wencheng, you still don't want to give up. Your Yuwen family's grandfather doesn't even have a dragon list, so you dare to boast in front of Miss Lin. Where does that put Master Lin?"
"You must have lost your mind."
"The toad wants to eat the swan's meat. He is conceited in his mouth, but in his heart he feels inferior and pitiful."
Yu Wencheng was stunned and slapped his forehead hard. He was so focused on showing off in front of the beauty that he forgot that his brother was number one on the dragon list. How could his eight grandfathers combined be his rival?
He wanted to stop Lin Jun, but saw that they had already left Jingting Lake, so he said harshly to the people who had just laughed at him: "You guys..."
"What?" Not everyone is afraid of Yu Wencheng.
"Humph." Yu Wencheng waved his hand and walked away angrily.
After walking for a long time, Lin Jun asked: "Brother, how was the sword formation just now?"
Lin Su commented: "The sword formation in the Sword Classic comes from the Xuanyuan Sword Formation of the Quanzhen Sect. Although it has been improved, it still has the flavor of the Xuanyuan Sword Formation. Your Qi Sword looks the same, but
If you meet a master, one of the top 30 on the Tiger List, your Qi Sword can be completely destroyed with one move."
Lin Jun pouted, "It's not that bad."
He flicked Guang Guang's forehead with his finger, and regardless of Lin Jun's tears filled eyes, Lin Su said mercilessly: "Your Qi Sword is just a child's plaything at best, not to mention those on the Tiger List."
People who have practiced the Iron Armor Divine Art, even if they are only at the first level, your Qi Sword will never be able to hurt them at all. If you don’t believe me, try fighting against Hall Master Lei with your sword formation."
"Let's relax the practice of the Sword Classic for the time being, and there is no need to be too demanding in martial arts, but the sword intention is a must. If you don't cultivate the sword intention, even if the Sword Classic is completed, it will still be just an empty shell."
Lin Jun nodded in understanding.
Snapped!
Lin Su's hand slapped on the shoulder of the child passing by him. Under Lin Jun's confused eyes, he said seriously: "Come back."
The child looked like he was under ten years old. He tried to slap Lin Su's hand on his shoulder away, but to no avail. He pretended to be innocent again, "What is it? I don't know what you said."
Lin Su stretched out a hand and said, "Give my bag back."
The child was a rogue and couldn't break away from Lin Su's hand, so he yelled to attract attention: "Come here and see. If you hit the child, come here and see."
The market suddenly gathered a lot of people watching the fun, pointing at Lin Su, "It's really shameful. Such a big man still bullies a child. He still looks like a person walking around in the world. It's really shameful."
"Isn't that right? It's so unreasonable and unreasonable to hold on to a child without provoking him."
Lin Su's outstretched hand did not retract because of these people's comments. He pressed the child's hand a little harder and said, "Give it back."
The child was in pain, and he quickly took out a bag, which was the mustard bag hanging on Lin Su's waist. He thought he would hand it back to Lin Su directly, but he didn't expect to say confidently: "This is what my mother gave me before she died."
It was given to me and you said it was yours. What proof do you have?"
Lin Su frowned. This guy was so shameless. Not only did he not admit to stealing other people's things, he also used family members' belongings as an excuse to gain sympathy from others. At such a young age, he was disgusted.
"Get out of the way, get out of the way."
A path was opened in the market, and several strong men with bare arms and scars on their chests and backs came over and looked at the child in Lin Su's hands with a smile, "Kid, you owe me that sum."
When do you plan to pay back the debt? Oh, isn’t this your mother’s relic, do you plan to pay it back?”
The child nodded hurriedly, "Yes, Master Hu, this is my mother's relic that I plan to return to you."
The strong man grinned, "You owe Mr. Hu money, so of course your mother's belongings will belong to Mr. Hu."
Saying that, Mr. Tiger grabbed it with a grin.
Lin Su has been around for so long, how could he not know the intentions of this group of people? The child is responsible for stealing. If no one finds out, the stolen things become his. If someone finds out, these strong men will be witnesses to prove that this thing is
The child is "mother's relic".
This is a real fairy dance.
The people who originally advocated for the child stopped talking now. Mr. Hu is a cancer in Anyang County. No one knows him. Because of his relationship, this child is probably not a good bird.
Master Hu's hand was clasped by something, and when he looked up, his fierce gaze was enough to scare a child into crying, "Boy, do you want a beating?"
Lin Su said: "If you don't want to die, get out. Anyang County won't be your turn to dominate."
He was very angry in his heart. As the place where Liuchen Pavilion settled down, how could there be such ruffians in Anyang County? This was something he had not encountered before, otherwise the punishment hall would have to clean it up.
The forest is big and there are all kinds of birds!
"Seeking death!" Mr. Hu's eyes were as big as copper bells, and his fist as big as a sandbag hit Lin Su's eyebrows.
The people around him all took a few steps back in panic, fearing that they would be covered in blood if they walked too slowly.
Lin Su slapped Master Hu with his backhand, causing him to fall down, cough up blood, and lose six or seven of his teeth. "I'll say it again, get out."
Mr. Hu was not an ignorant person. He realized that he had offended the wrong person and even crawled away with his brother without daring to say a harsh word. But the child, with an angry look, opened the mustard bag and took out the mustard seeds inside.
All the things were poured out, "Your bag, your bag, back to you."