Chapter 67 Floating Flower Palace VS Qingcheng Sword Sect 2
"Senior Brother Liu is mighty!"
"Senior Brother Liu will win!"
Seeing Liu Dawei take action, the disciples of the Qingcheng Sword Sect suddenly burst into enthusiastic cheers and cheers. This shows that the fat man is quite popular among the Qingcheng Sword Sect.
In fact, in terms of age, Liu Dawei is relatively young in the Qingcheng Sword Sect, but he was taken in by Yu Zhenzi since he was a child. He entered the school very early, and his cultivation is advanced, far surpassing the others. He has since been included in the "Da Qian Heroes List" ", so everyone up and down Qingcheng Mountain respectfully called him "senior brother."
Zhong Wen had long disliked this fat man who dared to use a hoe in front of him to dig into his own corners. He was gearing up and was about to go up to teach him a lesson when he heard Leng Wushuang on the side suddenly say softly: "Let me take part in this one. "
"Wushuang?" Zhong Wen was stunned, "This fat man can enter the hero list, and his strength should not be weak. If there is a battle between lives, you can kill him with one move, but if it is just a competition..."
His words were general, but the meaning behind his words was very clear. Leng Wushuang was good at assassination and was used to killing with one blow, but he had no experience in the point-to-point competition.
"I will defeat him." Leng Wushuang's eyes were firm, as if he wanted to prove something to him.
"Silly girl, this fat man is just wishful thinking, I won't worry too much about it." Zhong Wen seemed to understand something, smiled and hugged the girl's shoulders, and said softly, "But if you want to go, go ahead, even for a moment Don't worry if you stab him to death with a sword, we are here."
After saying that, he moved his face closer, kissed Leng Wushuang's fragile face, and then glanced sideways at Liu Dawei opposite him with provocative eyes.
Seeing Zhong Wen's affectionate behavior towards Leng Wushuang, Liu Dawei felt a burst of breathlessness, his chest felt like a thousand arrows piercing his heart, his mouth trembled, and the fat on his face trembled.
"Pfft!" Nangong Ling was amused by Zhong Wen's mind-attacking skills and covered her mouth with a smile, secretly praising his wit in her heart.
Leng Wushuang blushed, pulled out the sword carefully crafted by Shen Dachui, and walked slowly to Liu Dawei. The sword pointed obliquely at the ground, and the whole person instantly entered a state of concentration.
Liu Dawei did not expect that the other party would actually send the perfect goddess Leng Wushuang in his heart. He felt at a loss for a moment and wanted to say a few words to his sweetheart. However, he saw that the beautiful girl in front of him suddenly had a look on her face. She exuded a cold and powerful aura, and was on the road with her. The gentle girl he saw was completely different from the other two.
"Girl, I..." As soon as Liu Dawei opened his mouth, Leng Wushuang's long sword from the opposite side had already stabbed him. The speed was staggering.
Liu Dawei didn't expect that Leng Wushuang, who looked like a soft girl, could be so sharp when fighting. He couldn't help but retreat continuously, and was a little confused for a while.
Fortunately, Leng Wushuang used the Wanjinlou Assassination Technique and did not use the "Deadly Sword". This swordsmanship was not of high grade and was only suitable for assassinations in secret. Frontal attacks did not have much power. After Liu Dawei dodged several times, , he figured out Leng Wushuang’s sword skills, and gradually became able to deal with them with ease.
"Girl, I'm going to fight back." Liu Dawei felt confident, and he had the idea of pitying her, and he kindly reminded her before fighting back.
The next moment, the long sword in the fat man's hand was flying up and down, agile and elegant, and he performed a set of "Qingcheng Sword Technique" vividly, which was completely different from the two previous Qingcheng disciples.
Leng Wushuang did not expect that the opponent's swordsmanship was so good, far better than his own assassination skills. He was forced to feel embarrassed for a while, and he could no longer find a chance to use the long sword in his hand.
"Be careful!" Liu Dawei's "White Clouds Out" was about to hit Leng Wushuang. His heart tightened, and he wanted to stop but it was too late.
However, Leng Wushuang made a mistake and somehow managed to avoid Liu Dawei's powerful sword move. He appeared behind him and used the assassination technique again, hitting Liu Dawei's generous back.
Liu Dawei's strength was too old. He knew that he was being attacked from behind, but he was unable to turn around. With an idea, he simply added a little more strength to his hands and jumped straight forward with his sword. With the power of inertia, he rushed forward very quickly. Far away, he managed to avoid the blow that Leng Wushuang was aiming for.
"Huh? This fat guy is a bit flexible." Zhong Wen exclaimed.
"Is it so easy to get on the Daqian Heroes List?" Nangong Ling said angrily, "In fact, there are quite a few cultivators under the age of thirty who have reached the fifth level of the Earth Wheel. However, there are only one hundred places on the list that can be selected. They are all the best among them.”
"I don't think it's that great." Zhong Wen used his leverage and murmured in a low voice, "I've killed three of them, or else each of us in Piaohua Palace will occupy a position and take over the top ten. ?”
"You..." Nangong Ling was angry and funny, and ignored him.
At this time, the situation on the court has reached a stalemate. Liu Dawei's swordsmanship is exquisite and he controls 90% of the offensive force, while Leng Wushuang's footwork is magical and he can often counterattack when dodging. No one can do anything for a while.
"Let me go, why are all the girls across the street so powerful? This one doesn't even look like she's in her twenties, but she can actually beat Fat...Senior Brother Liu on a par."
"Which of your eyes can see that they are evenly matched? It's obviously Senior Brother Liu who has the advantage. That little girl just runs faster."
"Then you go up and give it a try. If you don't see her running, she will suddenly strike you with a sword. As long as Senior Brother Liu can react, if it were you, he would be lying dead long ago."
"What are you talking about? It's like you won't be lying dead if you go up there."
"Why, you are not convinced, do you want to make some gestures?"
"Who is afraid of whom..."
Seeing the stalemate between the two on the field, the disciples of the Qingcheng Sword Sect began to whisper again.
"What an exquisite movement." Yu Zhenzi looked at Nangong Ling and asked, "Is this girl also a disciple of your Piaohua Palace?"
"She is my uncle." Nangong Ling nodded.
"Since we are from the same sect, why is her swordsmanship so strange and completely different from your sect's unique skills?"
"Uncle Leng is an art master, and the palace master leads the master and accepts apprentices." Nangong Ling said calmly, "I heard that uncle Leng was a former assassin."
"That's it." Yu Zhenzi nodded slowly, instantly understanding the origin of Leng Wushuang's fighting style.
Assassins are good at the art of assassination, and they are often not as good as practitioners of the same level when facing enemies head-on. Now that his strongest disciple has been face to face with a young assassin who is less than twenty years old and cannot win for so long, Yu Zhenzi is already worried.
I was so embarrassed, but on the surface, I still looked calm, calm, and virtuous. I had mastered the skill of being shy.
As he spoke, Liu Dawei's breathing gradually became louder. Both of them were at the fifth level of the Earth Chakra. He was leading the attack, while Leng Wushuang was mostly dodging. Their spiritual power consumption was different. The skills they practiced were different.
The magic levels were too far apart, and Leng Wushuang brought a cold aura every time he drew his sword, which made him very uncomfortable. Gradually, Liu Dawei felt mentally exhausted and spiritually weak.
Losing to the girl he likes in the field he is best at is unacceptable under any circumstances. He felt a little anxious in his heart. He put a little more strength into the long sword in his hand and stabbed Leng Wushuang's left shoulder with a "Flying Dragon from the Sky" style. What?
Lianxiangxiyu was forgotten for a moment.
Leng Wushuang rolled on the ground and disappeared among the flowers, plants and trees, and unexpectedly disappeared.
Liu Dawei gasped and tried to concentrate, trying to sense Leng Wushuang's position, but found nothing.
Physical fatigue and mental anxiety made his mind relax for a moment. In this short moment, a long sword with a shining light stabbed down from the tree above his head without any warning.
As fast as thunder, unstoppable.
Liu Dawei felt that his whole body was suddenly enveloped by a cold breath, and a sharp momentum fell from the sky. He was frightened for a while and completely lost his ability to resist.
"Show mercy!" Yu Zhenzi was horrified, worried that Leng Wushuang's attack was not serious and would hurt his beloved disciple's life, so he couldn't help shouting.
Liu Dawei closed his eyes and waited for a long time, but he still didn't die. He couldn't help but opened his eyes and raised his head. He saw a long sword filled with cold air hovering not far from his head, holding a long sword in his hand.
Jian Leng Wushuang's body was hanging upside down, and his slender right foot wearing white socks and beige soft cloth shoes was hooked on the branch, fixing the slim figure. On his pretty face, a pair of big eyes were staring at him coldly.
"Thank you, girl! This time, our Qingcheng Sword Sect lost." Yuzhenzi breathed a sigh of relief, fearing that his arrogant apprentice would make some unwise provocation, so he quickly rushed to admit defeat instead of Liu Dawei.
There are such beautiful feet in the world!
Little did he know that the fat man Liu Dawei was obsessively admiring Leng Wushuang's jade feet hooked upside down on the tree branch, and he had temporarily forgotten all about victory, defeat, life and death.
To be fair, Leng Wushuang was born into a poor family, and later received cruel training as an assassin. Although her feet were delicate, they were far from comparable to those of famous ladies like Nangong Ling and Shangguan Mingyue. However, in the eyes of the fat Liu Dawei, he was hooked in the tree.
The jade feet on top are far more beautiful than any woman's feet in the world.
Beauty is in the eye of the beholder, that's probably the case
Leng Wushuang also realized Fatty's rude behavior at this time, her pretty face turned slightly red, she snorted coldly, jumped down from the tree quickly, and jumped back to the people in Piaohua Palace.
"Thank you, Wu Shuang." Zhong Wen walked forward with a smile, hugged the girl in his arms, and whispered in her ear, "What you just performed was Wan Jin Lou's gold-level concealment technique?"
"Yes." Leng Wushuang nodded gently in his arms, as docile as a lamb, without even a hint of the fierce aura just now.
Looking at Zhong Wen and Leng Wushuang being intimate in the distance, the fat man Liu Dawei once again suffered 10,000 points of critical damage. His heart was filled with bitterness and despair. He had lost the competition just now. He knew that he had lost the desire to pursue Leng Wushuang.
qualifications.
However, the beautiful image of the girl had firmly occupied his heart and could not go away. At this moment, he felt extremely depressed in his chest, and an emotion that was difficult to vent was blocked in his heart and was about to burst out at any time.
If he was the protagonist in another book, this would be the time when he picked up the ring and met the old man.
At this time, the Qingcheng Sword Sect disciples had already exploded.
"Oh my God, Fatty...Senior Brother Liu actually lost!"
"How old is this little girl? She can actually defeat the people on the Daqian Heroes List, even though she is ranked 100th."
"Does that mean that this little girl can already enter the Daqian Heroes List? Even though she is the 100th."
"It is said that as long as she meets the hard targets and defeats the existing characters on the list, she can be automatically replaced on the list. She should be considered a master on the Heroic List, even though she is the 100th."
"From what Master said, Piaohua Palace is also a sect in the Qingyun Mountains. Even its disciples are so impressive. How powerful are their leaders? Our reputation as the largest sect in the Qingyun Mountains is a bit..."
Looking at Leng Wushuang in the distance, and then looking at Liu Dawei standing in a daze under the tree like a zombie, Yu Zhenzi seemed to understand something as an experienced person, and couldn't help but sigh secretly in his heart.