The third son of the Li family looked puzzled and asked the servant next to him.
"Where is it?"
The second son of the Li family was a little curious.
The Third Young Master pointed in the direction, and both of them saw Lu Xiaoyue's figure and the wooden sword in her arms.
At this moment, the servant next to the Third Young Master finally remembered and quickly replied: "Back to Young Master, this is the person Wei Zhengyu brought."
"Um?"
The third young master opened his mouth, his doubts deepening.
"Why did he bring a little girl here?"
"I don't know this!" The servant immediately lowered his head.
Previously, in order to make the acting more realistic, the second young master specially ordered all the servants in the manor not to care about anything Wei Zhengyu did.
Therefore, no one ever asked why Wei Zhengyu brought a little girl here.
"Forget it then!"
The third young master waved his hand, not intending to embarrass the servant.
"Maybe she's his niece? Look at her little appearance and she's carrying a wooden sword. I'm afraid she's also a martial arts practitioner, here to have fun!"
The second young master analyzed carefully.
"Hey! It's rare to see a girl who has been practicing martial arts since childhood!" The third young master was slightly surprised.
"Maybe he is a genius? Hahaha!"
The second young master said and suddenly burst into laughter.
"Yes, yes! He must be a genius! Hahaha!" The third young master also laughed.
While the two were chatting and laughing, huge changes had taken place in the arena.
The man whom Jian Zhen favored finally made his move after standing there for half a minute.
The long sword is unsheathed.
Straight thrust!
The long sword is sheathed.
After completing three simple movements, most people didn't even see his movements clearly.
The opponent fell to the ground without any chance of struggling.
"Hiss!"
There was a sudden gasp from the audience.
Almost everyone who saw this scene had a numb scalp and a cold feeling on their back.
Many people can't help but think: If such a sword is thrust at me, can I block it?
Everyone’s answer is no!
The two young masters of the Li family who were watching the competition in the attic couldn't help but sigh.
"Third brother, where did you find such a powerful master?"
The third young master replied in a low voice: "Well...he said that he came from the capital and wanted to find a sword."
"Then has he been found?"
"have no idea!"
"Did he come here for your sword?"
"Maybe."
While the two were talking, the man had already walked off the ring and walked towards the lounge next to him.
There is still some time before the afternoon finals, so he should go to rest.
Jian Zhen watched the man walk away, but his heart was beating wildly.
Just now, when I saw that beautiful straight thrust, the system that had been immersed in it for a long time suddenly heard a notification sound.
[Ding! Congratulations to the host, you watched the fierce battle and learned the sword technique: Shadowless Sword! 】
Hearing this prompt, Jian Zhen subconsciously looked towards the system panel, and there was already an additional sword technique on it.
[Shadowless Sword (Imitation)]
The font is blood red!
Jian Zhen has never seen anything blood-red on the system, not even a prompt from the system.
The color of the font represents the grade.
Currently, there are only three types of sword skills: white, green, and blue.
Although he doesn't know what grade blood red is, it is at least more powerful than these three, even not just one, but two!
This "Shadowless Sword" has surpassed all the sword techniques he has ever learned!
The most important thing is that this is just "imitation"!
Imitation is copying.
It is the behavior of the system to automatically copy valuable sword skills.
The power of the imitated swordsmanship is generally greatly reduced, unless it is used to defeat the real master who uses the complete swordsmanship!
Just like before, Jianzhen defeated Wei Zhengyu with the "Zhengyu Qijian".
Only in this way will the imitated swordsmanship be upgraded to the "official version".
Seeing this swordsmanship, Jian Zhen immediately confirmed his previous prediction.
Wei Zhengyu is destined to lose!
Not only will you lose, but your life will be threatened.
As long as the man's hand shook and he failed to control his strength, Wei Zhengyu's life would be gone.
Of course, it is impossible for someone who can use this kind of sword technique to be unable to control the sword.
As the man walked away, the few spectators under the ring finally woke up.
They looked at the departing figure one by one, and many of them suddenly had red eyes. If they weren't worried that the other person was too cold, they would have rushed up to him immediately, hugged his thighs and begged to become his disciple!
Of course, in addition to this idea, many people have the same doubts.
"How could such a powerful master appear in a small place like Qingyue City?"
Isn’t this meant to bully people?
Take a rest at noon.
At two o'clock in the afternoon, the finals of the tournament are about to begin.
As one of the parties, Wei Zhengyu and his disciples arrived at the edge of the ring early.
The other contestant never showed up.
But Wei Zhengyu didn't think much about it.
The celebration in the morning was too lively and he drank a little too much, so he just closed his eyes and meditated on the Taishi chair.
Wei Zhengyu needs to rest.
Therefore, no one around him spoke, and even if he was anxious about waiting, he could only watch.
Lu Xiaoyue was holding Jian Zhen outside the crowd, waiting quietly.
Although there is a thick layer of crowds between the arena and the arena, you can still see the situation above.
Not long after, a gong sounded.
"Bang!"
"Time's up! The martial arts tournament has officially begun!"
The referee on the ring announced loudly.
Wei Zhengyu opened his eyes suddenly, pulled out the sword beside him, and used Zhengyu Qijian's tattoo technique. His body was like a flying green swallow, and he lightly stepped on the railing of the arena with his right foot, and he floated into the arena.
"Good! Master Wei is so elegant!"
"Elegant and agile, even if I practice for ten more years, I won't be able to match it!"
"As expected of Master Wei's own swordsmanship!"
The audience cheered loudly and cheered for him.
However, on the other side of the ring, those spectators who had watched another competition were all silent.
“Fancy!”
"Grandstanding!"
"Beyond gold and jade..."
Negative comments rose up in their minds one after another.
However, none of them said anything, but waited to see a good show.
Jian Zhen also saw Wei Zhengyu's "Sticking Word Skill", compared it with the "Zhengyu Qijian" in the system, and came up with a very pertinent evaluation.
"Nothing more than that!"
"That's it? It's not that great!"
Lu Xiaoyue didn't think anything of it.
She had also practiced the move that the big bad guy just performed on the plum blossom pile in the martial arts school, and it was even more beautiful than him.
"What do third brothers think of this move?"
In the attic, the second son of the Li family asked with a smile.
“It’s pretty!”
The third young master smiled and nodded, and said: "Whenever, let the dancers at home learn from him, maybe they will dance better!"
At this moment, there was a sudden commotion from the crowd under the ring.