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After leaving the front hall of the Prefect's Mansion, you enter a winding corridor that crosses the pond and flower garden. Walk along the corridor, turn left and right, and look around. You will see greenery all over the garden, and the scenery will be different as you walk, creating a unique artistic conception.
At the end of the winding corridor is a hexagonal stone pavilion, which is the center point of the pond. It is connected by a stone bridge to the corridor surrounding the courtyard. The stone bridge points directly to another entrance, and there is another space hidden in it, with ancient trees hidden.
Towering, dense, strong, and full of vitality.
Under the leadership of the prefect Lin Hongcai, Wang Junlin walked through the stone pavilion, crossed the bridge and climbed the corridor, and passed the second courtyard gate. Suddenly, his eyes opened up. There was a small martial arts field here.
At the other end of the martial arts arena is a majestic five-bay wooden building. A locust tree with a height of more than ten feet stands in the center of the martial arts arena, covering one third of the ground like an umbrella.
Under the sunshine, the green shade is everywhere, integrating with this place.
"Mr. Lin, is he both civil and military?" Wang Junlin turned to Lin Hongcai next to him and said meaningfully.
"I know some martial arts skills, but I can't stand up to the imperial envoy." Lin Hongcai said humbly, making it hard to tell the difference.
At this time, in the huge space of the martial arts training ground, Luo Yi stood under the big locust tree, with a sword on his waist. His body was as straight as a javelin. He was wearing a blue and blue robe that fell to the ground. He stood as majestic as a mountain, with black hair on top of his head.
With a red scarf tied up in a bun, with his hands clasped behind his back, he actually has an arrogant and arrogant spirit that looks down on the world. He is worthy of being a famous general in history who can be crowned king and command, and has been passed down for generations.
Seeing the arrival of Wang Junlin, Luo Yi reached out and grabbed the handle of the knife at his waist and pressed it. With a "clang" sound, the knife groaned as if it came alive, jumped out of the sheath, and pulled out the knife handle with someone else's hand.
There is no difference at all. Others will definitely be frightened after seeing this hand, and it will affect their mood to some extent, but the little tricks of the switch knife are naturally nothing to Wang Junlin.
Luo Yi casually mentioned it, and the thick-backed sword fell into the grasp of his left hand stretched out horizontally, as if being pulled by an invisible rope. This scene was equally scary, but Wang Junlin's eyes were like lightning, and he could see Luo Yi's sword at a glance.
A transparent rope was tied to the handle, and the other end was put around Luo Yi's wrist.
Wang Junlin didn't pay attention to these little tricks, but the moment the handle of the knife was held by Luo Yi, Wang Junlin couldn't help but his pupils shrank. He felt that Luo Yi and the knife seemed to be one, fused.
As one body, this was obviously an illusion, but it felt so real and profound that Wang Junlin couldn't help but feel a shiver in his heart.
Luo Yi's gaze was like his knife, very sharp. Looking at Wang Junlin, it seemed like two flying knives were shot at him. But Wang Junlin's expression remained unchanged and his eyes were extremely deep, which gave Luo Yi an unfathomable feeling.
The illusion of measurement.
Obviously, the competition between two people has begun. When martial arts reaches a certain level, a certain artistic conception will be produced. Eventually, this artistic conception will be expressed through some momentum, just like Luo Yi at this time.
He raised the thick-backed sword sharply and held it upright in front of his eyes. At this moment, it seemed as if there was an invisible sharp sword energy emanating from the sword and approaching Wang Junlin.
Wang Junlin narrowed his eyes slightly and held the handle of the Dragon Bird knife at his waist. A thick and mellow aura emanated from his body. The invisible sword energy melted away as soon as it touched him.
The so-called sword energy seems to be an illusion. Wang Junlin himself is not sure, but the impression given to him is real.
Luo Yi looked at Wang Junlin again, with a hint of solemnity in his expression, but he still looked relaxed and confident, and said nonchalantly: "Qin An is indeed extraordinary, but the spirit is the mind, and the mind is the body."
, every time a sword is struck, the whole body follows, and the mind and spirit are unified. Just like this sword, Qin An Gong will definitely be inferior to me."
After saying that, he took a step forward, and the thick-backed knife in his hand turned into a thunderbolt, sweeping toward Wang Junlin.
"Qiang!"
Wang Junlin pulled out the Dragon Bird Sword at the right time, and saw Luo Yi's thick-backed knife piercing the air. There were various wonderful phenomena, and they were constantly changing in the space of about two feet. Wang Junlin actually felt that his whole body might be cut by this knife.
feeling in.
Facing such a terrifying and powerful enemy, Wang Junlin was not afraid at all. His fighting spirit surged into the sky, and his eyes shone with an unprecedented brilliance. He did not look at the sword, but stared at Luo Yi. When the thick-backed sword left him,
Only three feet away, when he faintly felt a surge of sword energy approaching, he shouted coldly, grabbed it forward, crossed a mysterious arc, and faced it.
With a clang, the two swords clashed, and they both grunted at the same time, each taking a step back.
Luo Yi snorted coldly, with a terrifying murderous intention flashing in his eyes. At this moment, Wang Junlin felt that his trip was worthwhile and took the initiative to attack.
Luo Yi took a step forward and slashed out with his sword. There was no fancy change at all. It was an ordinary sword strike, but it destroyed all the changes in Wang Junlin's sword skills.
"Zheng!"
The two of them took a step back again.
Luo Yi sighed: "Qin An is a master of swordsmanship, but it's a pity that Luo will kill him."
Wang Junlin smiled coldly at the lazy nonsense, and struck out with the dragon bird sword quickly, causing wind and thunder. The sword's power was both powerful and unparalleled, but also had a light and elegant flavor in it.
Luo Yi shouted "Okay", his sharp eyes lit up, but his face showed no emotion at all. He sharply picked up the thick-backed knife in his hand, changed it nine times, and hit the blade of Wang Junlin's Dragon Bird Knife.
With Wang Junlin's confidence in his sword skills, he must be convinced. This sword is the pinnacle of his sword skills. He thought he could gain some advantage, but Luo Yi's seemingly casual counterattack turned out to be
This leaves him with no room to display his full potential.
"Qiang Qiang Qiang Qiang..."
The two suddenly reunited.
In the blink of an eye, the two swords struck each other more than ten times.
In the eyes of the prefect Lin Hongcai, the chief minister Li Zhiwu, Shen Guang, Shan Xiongxin and more than a dozen subordinates brought by Luo Yi, who were watching the battle, Luo Yi's every strike seemed simple and honest. But Wang, who was in the middle of the game,
However, Junlin knew that the opponent's sword was always changing, making it impossible for anyone to grasp its whereabouts and could only use it to make moves.
After blocking Luo Yi's twenty-first sword attack, which was either light or heavy, fast or slow, and from various angles, Wang Junlin took advantage of Luo Yi's breath and suddenly turned around, and swiped the opponent's thick-backed sword with the dragon bird sword.
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Wang Junlin's move was so wonderful that just when he was spinning, he used the power of the spiral to jump out of the area covered by the sharp wind of Luo Yi's sword, and then threw it towards the place where Luo Yi's sword was at its strongest. Luo Yi's face changed slightly.
, quickly sheathed the sword and stabbed him forcefully.
Clang Clang Clang!
Taking advantage of the moment, Wang Junlin struck Luo Yi with three consecutive swords from three different angles without any flaws. These three swords left no momentum behind, and immediately created an unparalleled and fierce force.